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As I lay there looking at the screen I was trying to think of a way out of this. I had managed to always spin these guys a yarn and they had always believed me. They always said they understood and went on to try and arrange another meet. Think. Think As I put my mind into overdrive I heard a door open behind me and people enter. There before me stood 4 guys. All taller than me which wasn't hard and they ranged in age from mid 40s to about 60. They surrounded me and looked down. I looked at all of there faces. There was no emotion on any of them. I recognised all of them from their profiles. I then saw that they were all wearing leather waist coats of bare hairy chests. They all had on leather jock straps which were barely covering some straining bulges. As you can tell I liked leather and it was the reason I had targeted these guys in the first place. It was Desmond that was first to speak. He said hello Tony. I can see that you recognise all of us. He carried on by sayi g that over the last few months he and his friends had become very concerned for my welfare. I had all these pent up desires and emotions and for some reason or other your plans to fulfil your needs always ended without the outcome you described in your conversations. This was not healthy and as your friends we had taken a decision to look after your welfare by making your wishes come true. So each of us has highlighted a conversation we have had with you and over the next couple of days we are going to help you fulfil your various needs. For once in my life I was speachless. Had I just heard right. Did he say over the next couple of days?. Surely someone would miss me. As I was laying there thinking about this Des spoke again and it was as if he was reading my mind. He said that arrangents had been made with my parents and work so no one was going to be worried about my abscence. Desmond then smiled at me. No it wasn't a smile it was a smirk. He continued. Now it appears you have various needs or itches that need to be scratched and as I said we are here to make these happen. Whilst each of our conversations have been different and highlighted a different desire they all have one thing in common. They all start the same way. You arrive at your meet ready to get straight down to business. The first thing that you do is loosen up by having a slam and getting into the zone. As this is a common factor to each of us then that's how we will begin. Before we came into the room we all drew lots to see who would be the first to help make your first desire to come through and I'm pleased to tell you it was Chris that won. You remember Chris don't you. Chris is the guy you spoke to about your desires to be fucked by two cocks at once. As you can see there are four os us here so if your maths is any good you will realise there are six possible ways in which we can make this happen and we are all eager to play our part. Throughout Des whole conversation I said nothing. I just layed there in shock. I could not work out if this was real or not but when I focused and saw Chris approaching me with a point in his hand I knew it was. I started to panic.

By now we are hitting shots of g, countering it by smoking tina. Around and around. Some is always fucking, being fucked and getting high all at the seme time. The one of the 2 brazilian guys come over to me while my host joins the other. Everyone is in full on drug fulled kissing mode. No one is together and everyone is together. I didnt notice but at somepoint the bedroom emptied but the action is is the sitting room. My host put on a dvd from brazil..its horny as fuck but also one of the sickest things ive ever seen. I realise its the guy with me....my cock is hard he calls himself Ed and he is switching between eating my ass, fingering me and fucking me. He stops and lowers his ass to my mouth it looks like a mushroom and tastes amazing. his ass no longer resembles an asshole its soft like an overused pussy. My host and the other brazilian guy join us the 3 of them are taking turns fucking me kissing me and fingering me. my host moans, he finished inside me he remains inside until he has pumped me with every dribble of his milk. Im flipped doggie style. ed is fucking me and his friend is spit roasting me. im almost gagging as ed finishes inside. By now its a full on orgy. Everyone is taing turns fucking me. Resting after they cum smoking after every load they increase the size of the dildos they push into me. Once everyone has a load in me my host locks the cum inside me with a large butt plug. Marcus and the tv head off, they have a client booked in at their place. Its now after 11 pm we are just chilling, watching porn. My host shows me his bbrt party advert. 9 people are confirmed. He askes me if i want to be his whore to pimp out. I do. I think to myself, ill play a little longer and call it a day in the morning. Ed calls me to the bathroom. Im unsteady on my feet. He puts down the toilet seat and sits on it as i stand over him swaying. He removes my butt plug the contents spill onto his cock and he starts masterbating as i sit on him unable to hold myself up. He kisses me passionately. Seeing the large dildo i was using in the bathroom the previous day he lies me on my back in the cum that just oozed out of me. Im really surprised as it begins to slide in...what a difference a day makes. He removes the dildo then starts inserting fingers. I can feel how slippy and loose I am. He begins with 4 fingers. then eases in 5...passes the knuckles. Almost suddenly his whole hand is sucked in. He starts calling me his baby as he pushes deeper into me, I worry he might go too deep and kill me as he stops slides back out and repeats.. I look up behind me through the bathroom door as 2 more people enter the apartment. The first thing they see is me on my back legs in the air and Ed sitting on the floor sliding his fist in and out. "im in" he says like he just won a prize. The 2 new guys to the party just stare and smile before moving to be chemmed up...

My names Tony but most of my friends called me Tiny. Tiny as I was just over 5 feet tall and no other reason. You would think that as I was so short that I would be picked on but this was not the case, in fact it was the total opposite. I was more than capable of handling myself and never backed down from a fight. In honesty I was an arrogant 19 year old who felt that the world owed me a free ticket and I pissed a lot of people of with my attitude. This was the reason I am laying strapped to a bench surrounded by four guys that look like they mean business. Earlier on in the week I had been on my computer logged into my favourite bb site. Yes I am gay and I've known it since I was 14 when I was seduced by the local vicar bit that is another story. As I was saying I was logged in and I was looking at the messages. I had no intentions of meeting but I did like to string people along. I played them along with messages and pictures and arranged meets which I had no intentions of going to. Just to piss them of. Watching the old trolls agree to anything thinking they were going to get my ass. I had been talking to 2 such guys on a regular basis and after I flaked on them for the umpteenth time and fed them another cock and bull story as to why I did not show up they were then trying to arrange another meet. Suckers it was not going to happen or not intentionally. As I said I was arrogant and when I sent the guys pictures they really were of me and clearly showed my face and body. If you got it flaunt it. Whilst only 5 foot I had a tight athletic body from years of swimming which I kept shaved. My cock was a respectable 7inches which looked massive on my small frame. I did look good and I used every opportunity I could to show off. So today was Friday and it was hot so I was walking through the park towards the local pool. I had my bag thrown over my shoulder and was wearing a pair of well fitted shorts and nothing else. There was a five sheen of sweat glistening of my well tanned body from the 90 degree heat. I was just exiting the park by the west gate when without warning a black van screached to a halt in front of me. The side doors flew open. Two guys jumped out and before I could react they had injected something into my neck and I had blacked out. The next thing I became aware of was waking up in a room strapped to some sort of bench, alone. It took me a while to clear my head and whilst I was securely tied I could see my surroundings. On the wall in front of me was a t v. There was a table over to my left with something on it but that was covered up and to my right there were some chains hanging from the ceiling but I could not make out what was hanging from them. As I tried desperately to try and break my bonds I suddenly became aware of a red dot in thr top corner of the room. I heard it before I saw it and then I realised it was a camera. I was being watched. I started to thrash about and scream to be let go but whomever had tied me up knew what they were doing. Then when I had all bit given up the television flicked on and someone started to talk. Good afternoon Tony, my name is Desmond but you will know me as sleazy skin. I am here with 3 other like minded people whom you have been in regular contact with. As it appears you have such a dramatic life where nothing goes to plan then we thought that for once we as your friends would make something happen as you planned. If you don't understand what I am talking about then look at the TV and I am sure it will jog your memery. On the screen suddenly appeared snap shots of conversations I had been having on the bb Web sites with 4 guys. I had been stringing them all along for months. I had told them all sorts of things, agreed to meet and never showed up. Oh boy I think I may be in trouble.....

My pussy may still be recovering from last night but I love the feeling of being sore and worn out ? i was blindfolded in our play room, laid on the sling with poppers in hand and my bf told me to wait. He later told me I had taken 16 guys (10 were invited by my bf and the rest came with them) i was royally fucked for almost 6 hours straight, used hard from the very beginning at first I was waiting till I heard movement in the room and then felt a hard cock pressing on my hole, seconds later he was balls deep in me (I had my bf’s load in me for lube) and we both grunted from the pleasure, then he just started pumping me in various speeds, from hard long thrusts to slow and deep till he announced he was cummin deep in my pussy when he withdrew someone else took his place and he moved to my mouth for me to clean him this went on till they all dumped a load in me and then I was release from the sling and carried to our large fuck mattress (it’s on the floor and covered in rubber for all sort of fun including piss?) i was then fucked doggy and I felt one of the guys laying next to me and I was moved on top of him and was instructed to ride him, which I gladly did of course then my favorite thing happened and I felt a second cock pressing next to the cock I was riding, looking for a way in, which he found and shoved himself deep and I was double penetrated, I just love how the tops find their rhythm and they fuck me hard and deep all men took their turn double penetrating me till each rewarded me with another load ? while I was being dp’d some of the guys felt the need to piss and I first had a golden shower to drench me and my blindfold in piss and then I started drinking them from the tap Apparently some of the guys had to leave after their second round but 7 remained and had a competition between themselves to show each other who can fuck me harder and deeper I sure wasn’t complaining and I kept encouraging them to keep on going and go harder on me, which they sure did! each rewarded me with another cum load and I cleaned them all before they took a quick shower and left while I was laying on the mattress drenched in cum and piss only when they all left my bf came and told me what a good boy I am and how proud he is of me which got me instantly hard he surprised me and sat on me taking my cock up his hole balls deep, I was exhausted so he rode me for a couple of minutes before I exploaded in him and he got up, lifted my legs and shoved his cock in me, pumped for a couple of minutes and dumped the last load in me only then he took the blindfold off and we made out a bit and he ate my ass and we shared a couple of cum filled kisses before calling it a night and taking a nice long bath before bed woke up with my bf pumping my sore hole and got his morning load ? overall, last night I received nearly 40 loads ?

Taking cock. At some point, my hole stopped looking like a puckered ass hole and now looks more like a pussy slit. i've had a few Tops, one in particular, who made it their goal to remodel it into that. i love Him/Them for that. Seriously, it really evokes a feeling of warm affection in me and an ongoing connectedness to them, even after they are gone. i see that feeling as part of the 'sub' nature in me, where in a sense, i'm the clay part of the art project, the Top is the artist who molds and shapes the clay. That may sound hokey to some, but it's how i feel. i've mentioned in other threads that i have a drawer full of toys that i almost never use. i bought them in the heat of the moment, but cannot usually bring myself to use them on my self. For me, using my hole instead of a Top using it just doesn't cut it. i do love it when a Top uses toys, or anything, to penetrate me... but only when i feel He has a connection to what He is using. For me, the point is being penetrated by a Top, not just being penetrated. i like that my hole is a reflection of the Tops who have formed it into what it is today.

I feel like most bottoms fail at something: not learning how to adapt their hole to a cock. Maybe it's because you're greedy motherfuckers and want to take all the cock you want, but that's not really equal to training a cunt. I think every good bottom first needs to learn how to take a man's cock all the way in, to open up faster each time, and to resist as much pumping as the top needs, and THEN move on to new cocks and toys and shit. Because if you can open wide and insert whatever is thrown your way but you cannot handle a good fucking or you squirm with each move of the cock inside you, then that's not a good faggot to me. And if on the other extreme you can take a fist but cannot enjoy a good cock, then all the point of being a cunt is lost.

I woke up to Logan roughly ramming his dripping morning wood up my ass yet again. "FUCK! I've gotta piss so bad it hurts, but I can't piss when my cock's this hard!" "Then rail my ass good, brother - you know I can't get enough of your dirty cum." The bouncing of the bed woke Zeb, and he got up and started sorting out the clothes we'd discarded the night before. (He later said it was partly to take his mind off how much HE needed to piss until Logan was ready for it.) Sometimes it's about the fucking, but this time it was all about the load - as soon as he was done breeding me, Logan was getting dressed for his hose-down. I clenched my hole to keep the loads where they belonged, and got into the bathroom just in time to see Logan - wearing a sweat-stained heather gray muscle tee and a pair of his cleaner (that is, not so greasy the piss would just run off) riding jeans kneeling in the middle of my walk-in shower - get hit in the face with Zeb's dark yellow morning piss. I stepped up and rather than waste piss on his already wet front, I stepped up behind and soaked the back of his shirt and down into his pants. Zeb and I circled him making sure he was wet all over and there wasn't any of his fur or clothes that were not absolutely drenched with stinkin' morning piss. Once he was thoroughly wet, we aimed into his mouth and enjoyed watching him guzzle that potent brew like it was spring water. As soon as Zeb and I both ran dry, we were kneeling side by side - and Logan stood up and started pissing like a burst fire hose. Given all the beer he'd had the night before it wasn't as strong as it might have been, but it smelled great and tasted better, and Zeb and I started passing mouthfuls back and forth as Logan drenched us. Thankfully, most of the floors in my place are hard-surface and waterproof ... intentionally ... so dripping wasn't really much of a problem as we got breakfast and then helped Logan load his bike. Too soon, it was time for him to be on the road. Logan hugged and kissed us both then said "Aw, fuck..." and hit a double-bicep pose, and both Zeb and I dove into his rank, piss-enhanced pits for one last wallow. Then the leather jacket went on and he rode off, hopefully leaving his nasty strain to take in both of us. I sat down with Zeb and finally got out of him that the reason behind his meltdown traced back to the shitbag who raped him - he'd always promised himself he'd never violate someone's consent and felt he'd done that when he mounted me in the bar. "OK, Zeb - I can see your point. But surely you realized somewhere that I'm a sex pig and anyone who'd get fucked in public like that isn't going to object to some more dick from someone he likes - especially since we were in the middle of fucking in public! And it's not like you planned it, the way you've hinted the guy who assaulted you did. It's a very different thing to push a limit in the heat of a wild sex scene from cold-blooded planning to rape someone." Zeb sat digesting that for a moment, then nodded. "Thank you, Papa - that helps." "I'm glad. Now, this may be hard for you - but this is only going to work out if we communicate like this. Any time you're tempted to minimize something or just avoid telling me about something you're feeling, remember this - and then talk to me. 'Papa Bear' implies more than just being the dude who's breeding your hole day in and day out." Zeb nodded and grinned. "I'll try, Papa." He shifted in his chair and winced a little. "Damn, you two really did a number on me; I guess my eyes were bigger than my fuckhole!" "We were pretty rough; and after taking so many loads from Logan, I can't imagine that you won't poz up, but I'll leave it to you whether you want me to breed you while your hole's still tenderized or if you want to wait until it's more comfortable." "I think I'll wait. Pain just isn't my thing." He was quiet for a moment, then asked "How long do you think it will be before we know?" "No way to know, pup; depends on the person and the strain. On top of that, I barely noticed my 'fuck flu' - some guys are out of work for a week and a few even wind up hospitalized. Tell you what; start taking your temperature every morning right when you get up; that's usually one of the most consistent times to do it. If that starts rising steadily - presuming you don't catch a real cold or flu - it'll give us a clue." "Will do, Papa." "And at some point, we need to talk about your plan to poz the shitbag who raped you." That set Zeb off - and I realized how long he'd been planning this. I could only suggest a few small refinements - he knew the town, he had friends who kept him informed about the target's behavior - who, I should point out, was NOT particularly popular in the area - and he'd given a lot of thought to not leaving traces that could be followed back to him. "My friends just think I like hearing how he's turned into a sad piece of shit who gets blackout drunk every Friday and Saturday night; I've never even hinted I have any intention of doing anything to him - usually, I say something like 'So, still rotting in his own little hell far from me - perfect' when they mention him." We spent the rest of that Sunday just being lazy animals; I realized it would be REALLY easy to get used to having a pup around - Zeb fetched anything I needed and of course I never had to move a muscle to piss - it all just poured right down his throat. And having someone to work out with sure made that less boring! All that on top of having two hot holes to fuck whenever I felt the need (even if one was out of service at the moment)... the term "pig heaven" comes to mind. But eventually, he cleaned up a bit and headed back to his apartment - since he said if he stayed over the temptation to just skip work would be too much, since I worked from home... and I have to admit, I don't know if I'd have the resolve to chuck him out the door to get to work. It was an issue we'd have to resolve eventually... but not immediately. Over the next several weeks we did work that out and I quickly got spoiled - I'd never had trouble getting laid, but that's different from having a willing hole available practically any time I wanted to just roll onto and bury my meat in. Not to mention getting my hole rimmed, pits licked, piss swallowed... and on a few occasions, my prostate got a good pummeling from Zeb's uncut fucktool and I got to enjoy the slick wet feeling of being full of redneck otter hopefully-soon-to-be-poz cum. The time seemed to fly by - and then came the morning about three weeks after Logan had left where I woke up to find Zeb next to me a sweaty mess, running a fever and feeling extremely ill. He called in sick by video call and when his boss saw him the first words out of his mouth were "Holy shit, Zeb - you look like hell!" ... so there wasn't any issue with him being out sick that day. I cancelled an appointment and prepared to spend the day taking care of him. "You think this might be it, Papa? Am I pozzing up?" "It sure could be, pup. It's been long enough, but the only way to be sure is to get you tested when it's over. I don't know if it really makes a difference once the fuck flu sets in, but lots of guys seem to think it's hot to take as many dirty loads as they can get while it's going on, to try and make sure the virus gets a good strong start. Would you want to do that?" "Papa, you know I'll take your load any time you want to fill me - but if this is Uncle Logan's strain I don't think it'll need any help." I fucked him about twice as often as usual for the next couple of days anyway, just because - and in selfish mode, I have to admit that the fever made his fuckhole even hotter than normal and that felt simply amazing!

we sit around for a little while. He makes me a sandwich and lucozade. I only eat 2 bites of the sandwich but down the drink. After a little while he asks if i want to go back with him. I want to but im still a little unsteady. As its winter and starting to get dark a short walk through the carpark at the weekend appearing drunk wouldnt be unusual,,,so he says so we make our way back. After an awkward elevator ride with a couple and an elderly lady we get back to his place to find its a hive of activity minus the ladyboy who started the whole thing off. I make a beeline for the his bedroom but its in use so i hit the bathroom for a few minutes. I feel my hole and its still wet with spunk. As the throbbing of my Sphincter is in overdrive i undress and start to finger myself. I spy a arm sized cock shaped black dildo in the bathtub/shower. I try to see if it fits and before i know it im falling around the bathroom trying to fit a treetrunk in a keyhole...i never managed it but the banging around resulted with a knock on the door. Its my brazilian host asking if im ok and telling me to come inside. I genuinely forget im naked when i enter the sitting room. There are 7 people in the room chatting, watching porn, on phones, drinking, smoking (2 pipes on the go) I find out in a little while there are 2 in the bedroom and myself. Some stare, a couple smile then they go back to their business. Theyre are all Brazialians and one eastern european. All but 1 are full or part time escorts Im later told. After a few minuted 3 of them head off somewhere. The bedroom has emptied...a john leaves and it turns out the other person in the room was a black Brazilian TV escort on the job. My host asks if i want a bump, i accept and he starts getting 2 bumps together while i get a few hits on the pipe. I feel 100% again. Another supply was dropped off. My host wont allow me to pitch in stating im his guest. We head to the room to bump because its easier on the bed. Another 2 head off with their supply leaving Myself, my host, the TV escort, the eastern european guy whos a part time escort 4 brazilians 2 of which are a couple. A few drinks of G make the rounds and we all get a shot. By now slams are made up and people are in various stages of undress. The couple are making out and when we come out after our bump go to the bedroom with a pipe . Something i realise when i look around the room. brazilians have huge cocks and the eastern european guy is the biggest of them all. Its the thickest cock ive ever seen. It looks like i get first go on the slam. I go to the bathroom and drop the bump. I start washing my asshole and notice the tv and marcus watching me we exchange smiles. I thought they were going to fuck me right there but the hand be a blindfold and tell me its ready. I put the blindfold on and they lead me back to the sitting room. As i sit down i feel someone start sucking me off and Im hard instantly. I can see out a gap in the bottom of the blindfold. She lies me down as someone ties my arm she switches betweek sucking my cock and earing my asshole. She sees me peeking out the gap and smiles. I lie backas the slam moves throughout my body like an electric current. Its so strong that i grab my ankles and start sucking in air. my legs are almost behund my head. someone in holding them and i feex a hard push against my body its white skin, its marcus and he pushed into my asshole in one push i let out a half shout and he covered my mouth. He then starts pulling all the way out and thrusting all the way in. someone else is holding my ankles over my head. It feels very tight, stretched to its limit. i thought he tore me open. he keeps thrusting in and pulling all the way out. hes enjoying it, the slam is blowing my mind his cock starts to feel amazing. i grab his ass and pull him into me . The tv takes off the blindfold and starts kissing me, her tongue is muscular and gentle. i feel blissfull. Marcus stops fucking me and she licks her fingers inserting them into her ass as she continues to kiss me. When shes ready she takes my throbbing cock and slowly sits on it. She is soft, loose and moist Her anal pussy feels welcoming. Maruc feeds me his cock to clean. I can taste my own blood on his coc. I am beyond caring. He stops and takes a slam from my host. I look across and the 2 brazilian guys they are switching between toys and fisting. As I start ejaculating inside the tv the 2 brazilian guys smile over. i ask my host for some G and he obliges one of the brazilian guys holds up 2 fingers and my host nods. The tv kisses me and whispers that she loves my seed. She goes over to marcus who is freshly slammed and starts kissing him. My host gives me the G and I down it in one go. My host starts sucking my now limp cock which is covered in tv juices. I tell him I feel the g coming on. He stops whispers to me they are a couple and toxic he kisses me on the lips and said everyone in the room is. i look over at the 2 brazilian guys who are slamming. Im playing with my ass as they smile back at me. Marcus is fucking the tv, my host is on the internet and the couple are in the bedroom.

Last weekend I decided to rent a room in a nearby city. I posted a few ads online saying that I was looking to take some cock. I left it up to them if they wanted annon or not. I got several messages, so I was hoping for a decent turn out. The first guy was a cute 30 something. Thin with an 8in. He came in and we stripped. I spent maybe 10 minutes working his tool orally until he moved around behind me. He pushed in and started fucking like an animal doggie style. Eventually he shot a nice thick load in me. He dressed and left. I checked my cell and found two other guys (45 and 38) that wanted to come over. After a few minutes talking, they agreed to meet together. A few mins later, I have one in my ass and one in my mouth. They both switch positions until I have both of their loads filling up my hole. It slowed down for a while. I had a guy in his 50s, but nothing special to mention. He was nice, but just wanted a bj. Around 8, I got a message from a hot 25 yo black guy that said he was high and horny as fuck. I said come on over and I'd help him out. He came over and had a huge 10in cock. I quickly switched on slut mode and went to my knees. I worked on him for a half hour before he said he was ready to fuck my brains out. I got into the bed and layed on my back. He lubed up and started pushing into me. It's been a while since I felt that full. He started fucking me like I was his bitch. And I guess I was. We spent the next hour with him tearing my guts up. I was in heaven and didn't notice him texting. Eventually, two of his buddy's showed up, both his age and both with huge dicks. He asked about my limits and I said do what you want. And they did. They doing the rest of the night tag taking me, fucking me until I almost passed out. It was amazing.

Practice, practice, practice will loosen that hole up. Some 18 years or so ago, I became infatuated with big cock and I now have the ease of ability in taking thick and long dicks in my pussy/cunt and I am proud that I can handle it and it feels good. I take it slow and with lube and work it back and forth and before I know it, I can feel his balls on my ass. Just yesterday, I had this beautiful thick black cock (that barely fit in my mouth) and I surprised myself how easily it slipped in my cunt and I really enjoyed the fucking I got and the load of cum all the way inside. Practice will get you there. Eventually you will develop a preference and a hunger and experience on how to enjoy.

The following is my absolutely true experience on Saturday into Sunday, 1/26 - 27. Posted here to honor the mod's request not to post chem stories in the last load directory. I took the plunge(r) this weekend. I was on Jack'd doing my regular weekend cock cruise when i came across the profile of a dude I'd chatted with a few years ago on BBRTS. He's a parTy guy, which I already knew...and also knew what I was potentially setting myself up for. I started telling him about how I love the stories here, especially the chem sex ones; but more specifically the stories of guys "stealthed" with T and that I had fantasized often about it happening to me. I had explained this fantasy scenario to a couple guys in the past, but either they didn't take the hint or I got up to the point of doing it, then backed out. But I had taken a Molly earlier in the day (recently started experimenting with that), which probably helped lower my (already low) inhibitions. We eventually agreed to meet. I drove to his motel room a couple miles away and we started fooling around, which eventually ended up with me ass up on the edge of the bed fucking. He nutted, pulled out and said stay right there, don't move. I knew what was coming. I wanted to panic and leave, but i also wanted to stay and see it out. Staying won out. Soon after, I felt something pushed into my hole and liquid filling my insides. The bump started taking hold a few minutes later as he worked a good sized vibrator in and out of my hole. A rush of warmth, followed by euphoria and a craving to be fucked. It wasn't a strong feeling, just kinda took the edge off my inhibitions. He slid back into me and pounded another load into my cunt. We laid on the bed talking a little bit. I started to question my choice and panic a little, but he talked me down from the edge. I eventually asked him directly to give me another bump. This time, the high hit. I needed dick and I needed it N.O.W. He slid back into me and popped off a third load. I knew that wasn't enough. Right then, my Kik alert sounded. It was this young kid from BBRTS who had fucked me a time or two over the last month. He said "I have a fever, but I'm really horny. Can I still come fuck you?" I told him sure, I just needed to get back to my place. I thanked my host and left, in a hurry to get another load into me. I get home and he arrives not long after. Slides in and starts pounding away at my cunt. He's got a cold, but he's still giving it his all. Eventually dropping a good sized load. He leaves. I need more. I hop onto the sex sites, cruising for more dick. Scrolling through Grindr, I notice my favorite fuck buddy is on. Jackpot. Let me tell you about this guy: he's black, about 6-feet tall, built like a god, and blessed with at least 9" of thick, uncut cock. He's been very patient working my pussy these last few months to loosen it up and accommodate his fuckstick. Thanks to my other big dick regulars & him, I'm at the point I can take most dick balls deep on the first thrust. I hit him up on Kik, because it's often faster than Grindr. I practically begged him to fuck me, telling him I was partied up and already loaded. I offered to drive to his place across town or give him $10 for gas (an arrangement we had previously discussed). He preferred to travel. When I take dick, I pull my mattress into the living room and lock my pets in the bedroom. He wanted to stand and fuck me. I told him I'd be ass up on the chaise lounge. About 15 minutes later, I'm poppered up & in position when I hear the door open. He undress and approaches me. He nudges my hole with his cockhead before shoving it in. FUCK....it hurts and I involuntarily lurch forward. He stays with me, still pushing steadily, and pulls me back toward him. He remembers my request from last time, "don't let me pull off." Soon enough, he's balls deep & I'm in heaven. The next 15 minutes are whirl of him long dicking me, shoving deep to rearrange my guts, and me forcefully impaling myself back on his magnificent cock. It's an amazing feeling. He has this technique of shoving deep, then swinging his hips from side to side to make sure my entire cunt feels his wrath and loosens up even more. One last forceful shove balls deep and he moans, just loud enough for me to hear, while he unloads his nutt. He pulls out suddenly and takes a step back. I flip around to clean off his still hard dick, licking under the foreskin. He shudders slightly. "You got another load in there for me?" I ask. He doesn't say anything, but i know he does. I go down on him again, taking it as far into my throat as i can. His cock is just slightly less than rock hard and I manage to take it all in. I work my throat muscles until I start to gag, then come up for air. I try again, but it's like steel now and i can't get it to bend into my throat the right way. He pulls away. I know what he wants. I flip around and present my pussy to him again. He lets me take a couple hits off my poppers before going in, balls deep, in one hard thrust. I moan. Back in heaven. This time around he's dead set on making sure every inch of my cunt is stabbed, forcefully, and often. Sometimes it hurts, as he re-explores a direction to dig deeper. But the pain only reinforces my craving for more of his cock. I growl and slam back on him in time with his rhythm. I need his dick to tear me up; to show me who's in charge; to prove that he, by birthright of his skin tone, is my superior in every way. He shoves all the way in while forcing my ass lower with his arm. Bam. Oh my god, he's never gotten this deep and it hurts. He knows he's found the spot. He keeps jabbing away at the spot like a jackhammer, never retreating more than an inch before attacking it again. Oh (jab) my (jab) god (jab). He's relentless and all i can do is take it, all i want to do is take it. Now, tomorrow, and forever. One last buck and my body realizes it better open up and let him in. He slides part way out and gives one final forceful thrust and gets through. A soft moan is the only indication that he's breeding me for the second time in 30 minutes. Without warning he pulls out, leaving me empty and recovering from a mix of pleasure and pain. I flip around and attack his dick with my mouth. It's sensitive, and he pulls away slightly; but I'm determined to make sure every drop of him is in my body. His nutt tastes slightly salty-sweet as i lick around the tip as his cum oozes out from under the foreskin. He dresses quietly and leaves. Not even a thank you, not that i expected one. He knows that i know inferior whores don't deserve a thank you. I take a moment to recover, put my sweat pants back on, and start the hunt again. But it's 4am and no one responds to my overtures. I'm high AF, though, wide awake and craving dick. The hunt continues. -end-

As I hold the bottle of poppers and wish I could just drink this stuff as i feel this Tank guy splitting me with what feels like a baseball bat; but i am finding out fast he is an experert in makeing white guys into his bitch and will do whatever to feel that monster deep in their hole. His cock is ripping me apart and i don't care at this point, i just want this man to fill me with his superior weapon and knowing the others, figure he is going to give me another load of poz seed in what is becoming nothing more that a pussy, cunt , hole for these real men to use for their sexual pleasure no matter what the damage to my body. I am so fucking high from the drugs and poppers; i feel my legs trying to wrap or at least hook behind Tank to let him know I am his and want him deep in me and filling me with is seed, marking me at his property to loan or whore out, i just dont care anymore, or do I; but not right now!!! Tank has now leaned over and is pressing my legs higher and his cock deeper in me and reaffirms that I am a faggot white bitch for his pleasure; he tells me that I am just just keep telling him what a white sissy cunt to black men I am, and i am enjoying doing so. Tank then looks up and says to someone, you want some of this bitch? I lean my head back and see the janitor staning in the doorway jacking his cock, and says he woulld love a crack at some sissy faggot white boy. The janitor moves to where I am laying and asks me what I am? I tell hime with no reservatioins that I am a faggot, a bitch, a cum dump to men , any men, but my heart and soul now belong to black cock and men who know how to make a white bitch a faggot , cocksucking cumdump. the Janitor lines up my mouth and I take him with no more screams or protest, but total acceptance of who I am to these men. I feel his manhood on my tounge as I swirl it around the head and shaft as the janitor is now just telling Tank that he should have come to more of these meetings, but this is the first white boy he has ever seen show up, I renew my efforts on his cock letting him know that my mouth is for his manhood and hopefully I am rewarded with his seed, the janitor does not last long, i can tell he is ready to unleash is spearm into my waiting and willing mouth; he roars and grabs my head telling me to take that nut you white faggot, damn i need to get a bitch like this to use myself; he cum is shooting my mouth and i swallow over and over to show him i am worthy and would not spill a drop. As the janitor starts to go soft i suck him clean of my spit as he removes it from my mouth and I look up and tell him 'thank you sir'. As I lay there on the table with Tank buried in my ass, cunt, whatever at this point, when his phone goes off, he tells the person on the other end to give him 10 min and hangs up; 'give this cunt another dose", without waiting, I lower my arm, now knowing what he meant, and they give me another point hit and in seconds I am flying free and feeling that itch in my hole; now I am just hitting the poppers and begging him to BREED ME, FUCK MY FAGGOT CUNT, please give me your SUPERIOR BLACK SEED!!! I look around the room and see the others standing naked and jacking thier cocks, now I start to ask for another cock in my mouth, I beg, PLEASE someone let me suck your black cocks, I need to taste cum, POZ cum and with that I got one of them to give me his nice size black weapon asking me if i want that Poz shit in my mouth, I don't talk, just start to suck and massage his balls hoping to get a bigger load. as both men are just pumping me at both ends, I all of a sudden hear a gasp and "what the fuck is this, and what the fuck are you doing". The cock in my mouth pulls out and backs up as I sigh at the loss of his manhood using my mouth, tilt my head back and there is my wife Karen, but Tank has not stopped fucking me, slower , but has not stopped. They push Karen up closer and I am not sure if she can see I had been drugged or he staring at this monster of a black man between my spread open legs with his cock buried in my hole. "this is what your doing working late, being a faggot to these guys, i am not good enough?", I look at her and I am conflicted as I tell her it was not my plan, " Honey"; at that word, Tank slams his cock hard in my hole and I look at him and l smile, then back at her; "I am sorry, but I was curious of what it would be like and the next thing I know is; at this point, Tank slams his cock back in me, as I look at him, he tells me, "tell her what you are, NOW",, I look back at my wife and defeated tell her, " I am a faggot, who loves to suck cock now and take cock in my ass; and before i was reminded, "in my mancunt" and I love the dominance they have over me", Tank slams back into me and I just look at him and ask him to "FUCK MY CUNT, MY WHITE CUNT FOR BLACK COCKS", Tank starts to really move in and out of me, as I look back at my wife then back at Tank. As I look back at my wife, she now has a drink in her hand and downing it quite quickly, all I can think of is that before this night is over, we will be both cumdumps for black men. Tank then asks me what I want; YOUR COCK, YOUR SEED, BLACK COCK, I want to feel you flood my faggot cunt with your seed; Tank looks dead in my eyes and says; "What kind of seed"? POZ seed I yell out and beg for you to give me it NOW! Tank roars and lets loose what i can feel his potent poz seed in my hole and my legs are wrapped around his body trying to get more of him in me. As I look over at my wife, she has a fresh drink in her hand and they are walking her into the next room, and closing the door!!

I rented a condo on Maui through Airbnb. Once I had booked, my communications were with the property manager, who also happened to be the owner of the unit. He and I shared a few emails before my husband and I arrived in Maui last week. The property manager's name was Dave, just like mine. Dave instructed me to call him when we were 15 minutes away from arrival at the condo. He said he lived in the same complex, and that he would meet us at the condo with the keys. I did as instructed. When I spoke with Dave on the phone to tell him we were close, he said would see us there in 15 minutes. When we arrived at the condo at about 8pm that evening we found the front door open and the lights on. I rang the doorbell as we walked inside. There was a pair of flip-flops on the entry rug, just inside the door. "Hello!" I yelled out as we walked in. Just then a buff and hunky looking guy in his late 40's came around the corner. He was dressed in basketball shorts, a wife beater tee-shirt and bare feet. He had a few Hawaiian/tribal type tattoos covering his muscular arms. "Hi", Dave said as he walked toward us. "Can I ask you to remove your shoes at the door, please? Hawaiian style." he added while pointing to a hand painted sign hung next to the front door. "Mahalo for removing your shoes", the sign read, over a painting of flip-flops. I immediately kicked off my shoes. My husband walked in with the first of his bags as I instructed him to kick off his shoes as well. "Dave, this is my husband, Rick". Dave looked at us with a puzzled look on his face. Then he had a smirk come to his face. "Two men? I guess I didn't realize it would be two men. This unit just has one king sized bed. I don't know what your relationship is? But there is a full size murphy bed here in the den. And the sofa is a sofa sleeper, if you don't want to share a bed", he said with a smiling smirk. "Unless Rick pisses me off, we'll be fine with the king sized bed", I said, smiling back. Dave showed us around the condo. It was an absolutely beautiful and tastefully decorated condo. I complimented Dave on the beautiful decor. "My wife does the design of all our condos. I'll tell her you like it. I'm a contractor. I do all the tile work. The two showers are my designs. I looked into the master bath and then told him I thought the tile design in the shower was fabulous. Once he had finished showing us around, he handed us the two sets of keys and told us to call if we needed anything. Then the hunk left, locking the door behind him. "Woof! What a fucking stud!" I said to my husband as we both laughed. A few days later, I was on Grindr, trying to see if there was anyone close by to suck off or fuck. I had chatted with a few guys, but no one could host. Finally, around 9pm that evening I got a message from someone that showed being only 375 feet away. His Grindr name was Str8DomTopMaui. "Hi. I see we're close". I messaged him. "Yup. What building number are you in?" he asked. "Building 11. I can't host. Can you?" "I may be able to host. Show me your pics", he said. We shared some pics back and forth. His pics were amazing. He was really well hung. His cock soft looked at least 7 inches or more. There were two full body pics. He was buff, muscular and hung. The tattoos on his arms looked familiar. Could be just a coincidence, since they were Hawaiian tribal designs. Then he sent me a 3rd pick. It was him fucking, doggy style, a beautiful brunette with big tits. Just his face from the nose down showed. But, now there was no mistake that this was Dave. Our landlord for the week. DAMN! His naked and fucking pics were even hotter than I would have imagined. We chatted back and forth for awhile. He said he was straight and married. But that he liked to get sucked, rimmed and to fuck gay guys. He said a couple of times that he only pitches. He doesn't catch. He was in a building just a few buildings away from mine. He couldn't host there. But, he said he owned a rental unit in the building next to mine. He said it was empty tonight and that he could meet me there. He told me that he would head over there now. Give him 10 minutes. He would unlock the place. Then he would go into the master bath and close the door. He wanted this to be totally anonymous. He didn't want to see me. And didn't want me to see him. He instructed me to come into the unit. Close and lock the door behind me. Come into the master bedroom. Undress, turn off the lights and to kneel next to the bed. He said he'd place a sleep mask on the bed. He wanted me to wear the mask over my eyes. Then tell him when I was ready. I told my husband I was going to take a walk around the complex. Then I headed over to building 12. I found the unit. The door was ajar. I walked in, locked the door behind me and found the master bedroom. The door to the master bath was closed and I could see light under the door. I stripped, grabbed the sleep mask that he'd left on the bed. I turned out the lights, walked back to the bed and knelt down, facing the bathroom. "Ok. I'm ready", I yelled out. As I was putting the sleep mask over my eyes, I could see the light under the bathroom door extinguish and hear the door open. I could hear and feel someone walk up to me and a soft cock was pressed to my lips. I opened my mouth and took the large mushroomed cockhead into my mouth. I sucked on his cock and flicked my tongue under the head. I reached up to caress his balls as I sucked, but he barked out, "No hands". I pulled my hands away and continued to suck on his cock as it swelled in my mouth. I used my mouth and tongue to worship his cock as it swelled to nearly 8 inches. I licked up and down his shaft and licked his balls. Then he climbed up on the edge of the bed. "Eat my ass, fag", he barked. I crawled behind him and found his ass. I leaned forward, spreading his ass as my tongue licked his sweaty smelling asshole. He let out a soft moan as I licked deeper into his hole. "Yeah! Good faggot. Eat my hole. Come on, cunt. Eat my hole". Hearing his voice, there was no doubt in my mind. This is my host, Dave. The thought that my tongue was now buried in that hunky guys ass was a huge turn-on. I spread his ass even further and slid my tongue deep up into his str8 hole. I reached up and began to stroke his now rock hard cock as I continued to eat his shit hole. He reached around and pulled the back of my head deeper into his ass. My tongue was as far deep up inside his hole as I could get it. "Ok, queer. Get up here. Put your ass up. You're going to get fucked, now". he growled. I climbed up on the edge of the bed. I got on my knees with my ass up, face down. I could feel him climbing off the bed, as I climbed on. He was now standing behind me. His rock hard cock was now slapping my hole. He spit a few times on my ass and pushed the spit up inside me with his thumb. More spit on my ass, then he spit on his own cock a few times. Soon his mushroom cockhead was pressed at my puckered hole. I was wishing I had some poppers to help me open up, but I was going to have to go it alone. He pushed the large head up into me. I took some deep breaths as he continued to push up into me. He slid up into me, balls deep in one, quick thrust. He wasted no time. He immediately began to fuck. SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!............His cock was ramming into me. It was hurting a bit, but in my mind I was picturing that gorgeous hunk that showed us around his condo, imagining him as he had his giant cock buried in my ass. Soon, it was feeling great. He was a brutal fucker. Showing me no mercy. He was definitely here just for his own pleasure. He was grabbing me hard around the waist as he rammed into me. "Nice cunt, faggot", he snarled as he continued to slam into me. About 15 minutes of his hard pounding, finally had us both in the middle of the bed. He had pressed me down. I was turned to the side as he was grinding and slamming into me. He had one hand on the side of my head, pressing it into the mattress. He was a brutal fucker, but it felt amazing. He then pulled from me and pulled me up by the waist. I was again on my hands and knees. He again slammed deep up into me and resumed ramming into me. "Uhhhhhhhh.........Uhhhhhhhhhhh..........Uhhhhhhhhhhh", he grunted as his cock pounded into me. "Fuckin' faggot! You ready for my spunk? You want my man juice in your pussy? Huh, faggot? You ready to get seeded in that fag cunt of yours?" "AAAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" he growled as he slammed deep into me and held it there as I could feel his cock throb as he filled my gut with his hot juice. My ass milked his cock as he emptied his balls deep into my ass. When he finished cumming, he pulled from me and climbed off the bed. As he walked back to the master bath he said, "OK. get dressed and leave, fag. I'm done with you", he barked. He walked into the bathroom, closed the door and the light again came on under the doorway. As I dressed, I could hear him also dressing. I let myself out and walked across the street. There was a staircase leading to one of the condo's pools. I sat down on the stairs. It was hidden behind some lush, tropical landscaping, but would give me a good view of anyone walking past. A few minutes later, in the dim light, I could see my host, Dave, walking past on his way back to his own condo a few buildings away. At the end of the week, I received a message from Dave asking what time we could be leaving the condo on our final day? I told him at 10am on Wed. At 10am there was a knock on our door. I opened the door to find Dave standing there. "Come in", I said as I opened the door for him. He came inside, kicking off his flip-flops as he entered the unit. My husband was in the bedroom, finishing packing. I handed Dave the two sets of keys as I told him how much we enjoyed staying here in his unit for the week. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "Hope you enjoyed my load, as well". We smiled at each other as my husband came out of the bedroom with his suitcase. They shook hands and Dave went about checking to make sure we were leaving his condo in good condition. My husband has no idea that that hunky landlord of ours had filled my ass a few nights before. You can be sure that the next time we go back to Maui, we'll be renting from Dave again.

So finally it happened....my hole/cunt is now addicted to sperm. As you can read from the above post, i've been waiting quite long for a proper gangbang...so i've chosen to attend to this hot event. After a long trip i finally arrived in Berlin and joined a friend (pig top), who introduced be to Berlin. I'll skip the less important part...let's get to the gang(s). Fickstutenmarkt When I arrived I was a bit concerned...there was a lot of people...i mean a lot. But in the end that's what i was hoping for (and my friend went too as a top) so i took my red hood, and got placed in what i was told it was the main area...GOOD. Ass up, face down....love it. My friend said the place was packed and there were 5 red hoods, and as soon as the first cock entered in my ass, i got fucked no-stop until the "show" ended. I did not need lube since i had already 6 loads before the beginning. That was awesome....i guess i got fucked by around 25/30guys...i lost the count. It was a constant hard and deep fuck. I went for a 15 minutes pause about 90 minutes after the beginning....i could feel my ass was already unable to keep the cum inside :P. The only other breaks were when i was moved in another place, to do DPs and whatever. Some guys did fuck me for some time and shoot their load inside....some just used me to quickly deposit their loads. There was a moment where i think there were a lot of guys queued around me to load me up, i was able to touch their cocks, while i was getting throatfucked. That drove me crazy :P. Having my friend in there was great to get all the details of what happened. Towards the end i felt a huge cock entering inside my ass...it was a BBC churning the milk inside my ass, i could actually feel the sound. Also loved the hung guy who asked me if i wanted his toxic load in German...i begged for it. Towards the end i was tired....but i was still horny...maybe even hornier than the beginning, so i begged for more cum. This got my friends attention, who came with another guy. They both put their cock heads inside my swollen cunt, but then my friend left me "alone" for a couple of minutes....when he came back i could hear some sloshing sound then the guy begin to pound the hell out of me while my friend put 2 fingers in my mouth asking if i liked it...tasted like cum. He told me he collected directly from the cunt of the other cumdump not far from me. Who knows if it's true. I left with the cum oozing in my jeans. So in the end i don't know how many loads i took...my friend says at least 30, i think something less, but i loved it And the truth is....this is a joke compared to what i did "next" P

The past week was hectic, been busy with work, traveling and meetings all over and being without my bf was even worse cause I had no time to have some fun. I was texting my partner during this time and he promised we’ll have a nice weekend together, when I got back home, my bf ran a bath for me and told me to get cleaned up “just in case” About an hour later, I got out and came down, naked, I was surprised to find 6 guys waiting for me in our living room and my bf just announcing “have fun” ? I dropped to my knees and started going over between them sucking and getting them hard, it only took a few seconds each as they were equally horny lol 5 minutes in while sucking one of them I felt the first cock poking at my pussy, with just a quick push and some spit as lube I had the first cock in me after almost a week and I just backed my ass on it till he was balls deep in me with both of us grunting like the horny men we are. this started the train reaction (pun intended ?) and I was getting my hole pounded hard for about an hour when the guys switching between fucking me and having me suck clean their cocks then we took a quick break and went to our play room so we can continue to have more fun without worrying messing up the living room ? I was double penetrated for an hour straight with the guys rotating between them, then I was put on the sling to be gang fucked hard and deep, having a cock at both my pussy and throat, drank some piss loads from them cause I didn’t want them to pull out and leave me ? after about 4 hours of nonstop fucking and taking at least 2-3 loads of each the boys left leaving me completely spent, cum filled and full belly of piss my partner then carried me back upstairs, ate my sloppy ass drinking and sharing a cum kiss with me and finally dropping his load in me before we had a nice shower and I crashed on our bed cuddled by my amazing bf and his still hard cock in me till we both fell asleep woke up with at least two more loads he dropped in me during the night and one more this morning overall it was a great night to come back too and I woke up feeling so relaxed after a hectic week! Great way to relief the stress ?

I, also, don’t bother playing with toys - once you develop a taste (literally and figuratively) for Men’s cocks, there is no substitute. One of my favorite vids tells bottoms: “It’s all over for you now. This is only the beginning. Devolve.” Every time I see it, the truth of that runs all through me and then stops at my cunt, making it quiver in hunger. I do use certain toys as tools to loosen me up before long service. I also always leave my best 9” dildo and anal beads out for Men to use on me if they wish. Sometimes even other bottoms will come in and use the dildo on me. More often than not, the guy using the dildo will eventually start reaming me in and out with it as fast and as hard as they can - way faster than any fucking machine I’ve ever seen. When they do that, it makes my body arch backward, which seems to open up my second rimg more. I don’t know if those guys realize what a majorly brutal fuck they’re giving me... but I take it, because I can, and because it’s what they want to do. Or, they might know full well what they’re doing, and just want to have some wicked fun seeing how much the cumdump can take - and rightly so - I’m just a sexual object to them, for all practical purposes a toy myself. Sometimes though, they’re just content to see if it will all go in. Not long ago at the bathhouse, a guy I didn’t see came in and slowly inserted the dildo to full length, applying some force to make sure it had gone in absolutely as far as he could. Then he said, “Yep - you took it all.” Then he departed, and I never got a look at him. He left the dildo where he had buried it in my ass. I once had a Top who enjoyed parading me around at a bar, and one time held me from behind and jacked me off in front of about a dozen gathered onlookers until I came. I so very, very much want to serve a Top who would enjoy his use of my ass as you describe - he would get so much satisfaction out of having me…

i'm bringing the top back to the bottom in an attempt to make it the top again. This topic was started by a black man telling us the way the term "BBC" makes him feel. As a white guy, i cannot relate. i can use my experiences as a gay guy growing up in a conservative religious culture to help me understand what it means to be a part of an often despised minority, but i will never relate to what it means to be black. The best i can do is listen and try and learn from those who are in that position. To me, it is not a question of exercising a "right" or "freedom of speech" for me to try and argue against the way i think a black person should feel about the term BBC, it's delusional. Really? i think gay people should really have a leg up on understanding this ethnocentric phenomena. As a gay person, haven't you ever had straight people assume you are just being 'pc' or 'oversensitive' by something blind and inexperienced that they have said? How about calling your being gay a "lifestyle" and implying your orientation is something you have chosen? i don't think most are purposely racist, but i do see that a lot of racism is culturally and subconsciously engrained (vs a conscious decision to be overtly racist). i believe that hiddenness and denial sustains it. DrrAid has articulately and graciously exposed one such 'ism' and simply made a plea for stopping its use.

I second that motion! Toys basically bore me; if a kinky top should by chance bring it out down the line, hell yeah go for it! My biggest fetish is a top with a THICK-GIRTH cock-shaft that stretches me out to the point where I go, 'holy crap that is the biggest one yet', or in a long time. Getting my ass busted open with bold, leathery knob, rammed, rutted the full length and girth, conditioning me to have a bones and shoot me nut way ahead of him ever blowing... a 'thorough initiation' or as you put it 'REMODEL' the hole, or as I call it 'permanently MODIFY' it... doing it with a toy would be a lame, cheap short-cut, nothing to brag about. Kinda like having sex with a condom on! Unexciting! My biggest fantasy (on top of that) is for a top to suggest he wants to MODIFY my hole permanently for HIS NEEDS, and other champs like him... ramming it with a vulgar, masculine, modified (cut, pierced, inked) champ-cock and telling me "But it will take LOTS of sessions, for several weeks at a minimum" to get you CUSTOM-STRETCHED! I've gotten close to that turning into reality with the one or other 'stud' in a couple 'open relationships' but then the allegedly 'indifferent' INSIGNIFICANT other (sub) suddenly pops into the picture and worries about his secure position and messes it all up... ran into one couple the other day at Kroger and Mister Fat-cock avoided eye-contact as I slipped by and my ass puckered! Ideally after getting stretched, rammed, rutted and modified, it would be hot if the top suggested he wants me to wear an appropriately-sized butt-plug (to the bars) where he would presumably parade and introduce me to other barebackers, outing me as HIS PROJECT, having been THROUGH IT FOR X-SESSIONS already and loaded with his DNA to ensure his slutty, promiscuous DNA transfers to me and I'll be physically and genetically have become another fully TAGGED CUM-DUMPSTER! (to be had by anyone who is thrilled by taking a test-ride with his finished project)

whenever i fuck a faggot that likes getting strangled i know i am fucking a true whore. any faggot into getting choked and hit is a pozzed up cumdumpster that gets used by a lot of dirty men.the words "strangle me" are code for "I'm a disease filled faggot with a loose fuckhole and i have aids"

There's a difference between classic porn studios and Treasure Island Media (TIM) and other 'documentary-style' studios. I believe classic studios try to script out their scenes more completely while Treasure Island spends much more time selecting their participants and then letting scenes evolve as they happen. I worked with Max Sohl (TIM's NYC-based producer) begining with his first DVD ("Dawson's 20 Load Weekend") and in five subsequent DVDs. Max's casting interview focused on finding out what were my strongest turn-ons and fantasies (bareback topping, gang-bangs, rimming and felching). He took the expected dick, body and face videos/photos. After a number of weeks, he had lined up a considerable stable of like-minded and nicely hung tops. Max had already lined up an eager bottom (Dawson, of course) who selected the tops he wanted to fuck him. Dawson clearly wanted to be the receiver of what all of us tops wanted to do to him. On the night of the scene, tops were told that payment would require a 'money shot'/proof of cumming. But, frankly, nothing else was directed. The tops were just corralled in a separate area until the filming was about to start and Dawson was ready in a dungeon/gym area. The fixed cameras and camera men just captured what transpired over the next 90-120 minutes after we were set loose. All was bareback, of course, and most guys pulled out just as they were cumming and then shoved it back in Dawson's ass. I delivered Dawson's last load of that scene completely, and as deeply, in his ass as I could because, frankly, it was how I most wanted to cum (payment be damned). It turned out that Max had no problems with that. In later films, I believe Max relaxed his requirement to give an external 'money shot' and, in one DVD ("Loaded'), he insisted that tops do their best to give an internal cum. So, for Treasure Island's bareback scenes, I think tops have much more flexibility in whether they truly breed/inseminate their bottom or whether they showed some cum before they shoved their dicks in their bottom's ass to finish. Hope this gives you more background - frankly I love most documentary-style porn because it is driven much more by genuine lust and virtually none by directing.

Been texting this guy I met off Adam a few weeks ago. He made it sound like he wanted a LTR, we met for a coffee date originally, then the follow-up never happened. We did continue chatting, and I mentioned I was getting home tonight from an out of town trip. He offered to come to my place, and seeing that he was on the other end of the city there was no harm agreeing to him coming by. This guy is a younger guy, mid-twenties, black, shorter, and on Adam described himself as having an 8" cock and practice only listed "condom." I have no expectations of this meeting, because he seemed to want more of a dating relationship. His arrival was like the coffee date, I'm not sure how far to push things other than rubbing his leg while on the sofa. I'm hoping maybe some oral action. After he's been here about an hour, we start making out. He keeps grabbing my ass through my shorts. He eventually pulls my pants off me and I'm rock hard, he's fingering my ass. He undoes his pants and pulls them down, and makes me flip over. I don't think he's gonna go raw, maybe just rim or play with my hole. After our first meeting he told me he wanted to grab my ass but held back. Well, he doesn't hold back this time, no lube or spit, he shoves his fat cock in my ass! Fortunately I had lubed earlier so it wasn't too difficult, and thankfully he wasn't the biggest guy I've taken. I think to myself, is he just 'teasing' and gonna pull out and get a condom? Nope, he keeps going, raw. A few times I feel like he was about to cum, and didn't. He pulls out a couple times for repositions, and goes back in. At some point I decided to finger my hole and it was very wet. I asked if he came, he said he did. Didn't make a sound while coming. Methinks this guy is very stealthy and I loved every minute of it! Can't wait for the next fuck

5pm tonight got a bleep from a suited and booted clean cut guy, fucked me before. Likes me to wear dirty dusty jeans and TShirt and my work boots. I suck his thick cock and he is still dressed in his suit, bends me over my kitchen table lol after i have been bent down under my sink pretending to do some plumbing, i have to turn round and catch him wanking and then a little talk he then fucks me hard leaving his baby batter deep in me and then gives me £15 and leaves. Love it... 2nd load at 10pm, horny tall stocky bloke, thick uncut cock, walks in and fucks me, all he said was Loaded Huh?, really excited deep fucks me, cums, presents his cock for cleaning and had me licking and sucking the previous blokes cum and his out of his pubic hair..

Strictly I neither received nor gave any loads when I returned to E15 my usual sauna for the first time this year, but there was a lot of barebacking as I've found E15 reliably offers me. The first incident was not consummated because the guy found my cock too big to properly accommodate. The second guy also struggled, on occasions when I was getting into a routine, he readjusted his position and I was back in square one! The third guy seemed as if he'd be able to easily take my 7 inches but then when I was ready for him, he insisted on a condom! Then I was back with the second guy with quite a good time, but again many positions were too difficult for him. Finally I had someone I was comfortable fucking and we enjoyed a good position and rythym. I realised after a while this was the guy who'd insisted on a condom earlier! This barebacking was ruined since he just wasn't cleaned out, this always turns me off! He then asked me as I was leaving if I were clean (i.e. std free!): a bit late I would say.

Part 6: Swinging We moved from the room after Greg blew his load in me. All the while Daddy petting my hair while some man I had never seen before moved in front of me. His belly resting on my forehead as I slobbered over a small but pointed cock. He smelled of cigarettes as I greedily tasted his salty bitter load. I remember his upset face when daddy told me to follow him and his stubby cock fell out of my mouth. “You’ll get your chance buddy. Just a change in venue.” We left the room and walked down the dimly lit halls. Men reaching out to caress and slap my ass as I followed close behind. Feeling my hole leak out as I walked towards the darkroom. Next to it was a smaller space with a sling hanging idly by. Daddy wasted no time in getting me in place and securing my wrists and legs. My hole open and exposed for everyone to use. “What do you want?” He asked. “Cock and loads,” I said. I the familiar bottle of poppers under my nose and I sniffed. But when I thought I was done the bottle was replaced. I looked up and saw Greg smiling as he kept the bottle under me. My hole spawned and my cock twitched as the rush began to take me. I could feel heat radiating from me as I began to crave something inside me. The first man up to bat was the older large man I’d been sucking. Who wasted no time in plunging his cock into me and started grunting. “Fucking sloppy used cunt.” He grunted. “Hear that baby.” Daddy said leaning down to kiss me sloppily. “That boyhole is ruined and only good for one thing now. Better get used to this you’re gonna need cum in you all the time now.” He said pouring poppers into a rag and ordering me to breath it. “Oh here it comes you fucking slut.” The man said breeding me once again. With a sloppy pop he removed himself as a tall black man stepped up holding a long veiny piece of meat. He grunted with approval as he started to work the head into my hole. I gasped as the long thick black dick moved into me. “He poz?” The man said. Looking to my daddy ignoring the hole he was pumping. “He is after today.” Daddy said stroking my hair before guiding my mouth back to his cock. I could feel it start to stiffen getting ready for round two soon. “Perfect cause I don’t believe in med bullshit. This faggot needs to learn his place and take my toxic babies like a fucking slut should.” He started to pick up speed while daddy moved out of the way for another man with a heavy mustache and thick cock to use my mouth. All the while I took the pounding this black man was giving me. Feeling that full painful stretch as my boyhole submitted to his intrusion. “Here it comes bitch. Big black load in this fucking skank hole.” He roared and yanked the chains back as the force and fury of his load exploded inside me. I worked out and spewed more Meg seed all over myself. I looked over at daddy, delirious from poppers and the amazing sex I was having. “More?” He asked showing genuine concern. I nodded my head and the next man moved in starting to fuck my boyhole. ————————————————————— Hi all. Hope you’re enjoying my story. I love feedback and criticism so please feel free to send some my way. Thanks Rochcumslut

I was out and about a while back when I started feeling horny. I was toying with an idea for a while. Something that would get the other persons heart pounding too. On this night i contacted a Brazilian shemale escort who was on bbrt at that time. She was a thick 9 incher with a skinny body and bid tits. I knew for some time she was a party girl and a bareback fucker. I also know she had lived in Thailand for a while. I told her I was out with a friend and we were both drunk. I said he was straight and had never taken any chems before but was interested in trying G and T with a "professional" lady. . She agreed to meet him 1 2 1 and see how things panned out. amd agreed not to mention she was a ladyboy until he was high. Little did she know I was that "straight guy" and she was in my trap. I sent her my number and told her I would get him to call her. I told her I was going to a sauna and wished her a good night I called her a few minutes later and explained I had been given her number by a good friend. She said she was expecting my call and asked If I wanted to party. I said yes and she text me her address. I arrived and she buzzed me up. I was rock hard and my chest was pounding because of the charade. When she opened the door I was blown away. She was slim, beautiful and I spied a little bulge. We made our way into the bedroom. She gave me a little kiss and told me to relax. I gave her a donation and she left for a few minuets. I looked around the room. I could see poppers, various sized dildos from small to holy fuck. She returned with a little tray with a drink to relax me. I downed the aloe vera drink and noticed the tell tale after taste. It was strong, she hadnt gone easy, she clearly wanted me relaxed high and loose. Once again she kissed me left again and told me to relax. I stripped to my boxers and noticed a discussion going on in the other room. I assumed whoever was in there didnt approve of her taking advantage of me. She returned again with the same tray. This time was different. There was a small clear bag, a glass pipe and a lighter. She asked me if I knew what it was, I played dumb and asked if it was G...she smiled, pulled me close and kissed me for about 30 seconds. She prepared everything for me. She explained how to breath and when to exhale. She sparked it up. When it began to evaporate she siad "slowly inhale" I sucked back for about 10 or 15 seconds. "Wait" she said after about 15 seconds she told me to exhale....instant nirvana. The G I had taken earlier started kicking in. I slightly exaggerated the reaction to maker her feel I was a helpless virgin in her control. She kissed me again, deeper this time. My cock was rock hard. She felt it and smiled. She repeated this multiple times. She said I needed more to relax. When she was satisfied she told me to take a shower I showered wile trying not to fall over. Her G was strong or the dose was high. When I was finished I walked naked back to the bedroom. I saw her in the living room with a bi Brazilian guy who I found out later owns the place and is letting her stay with him for sexual servicing. They were preparing to slam each other. They noticed me looking and I kept walking into the bedroom. The pipe and lighter were still there so I hit it hard as I could waiting for her to return. A little while the guy came out and asked me how I was doing with a big smile. I gave him a thumbs up. He said he loved hairy guys blew me a kiss and stumbled back into the living room. I expected to hear them fucking any minute but she returned to me with another drink and a big kiss. She was high as a kyte and rock hard but i pretended not to notice. I downed the drink and she took me to the bed and started kissing me deeply. We chatted and kissed. I talked to her about a recent holiday to Thailand and mentioned I wanted to go back alone, having gone with a friend before. She took off her bra. We continued to kiss and she asked me why i wanted to go back to thailand. I said i dont know, maybe to meed a thai ladyboy or get a massage. She smiled and told me she is a ladyboy. Still acting I asked her what she meant. She stopped sissing me, moived back and pulled out her huge cock. I joked that she tricked me and my friend tricked me. I sat up and kissed her. She went into horny overdrive and kept kissing me and rubbing my cock. She then sterted rubbing my asshole lightly as she moved down to start sucking me off. She sucked my cock and licked my asshole for a few minutes then stopped. She gave me the pipe and left the room. I sucked deep and blew clouds. She ruturned with a blindfold and retrived stockings from her drawer. She asked if it was ok as she started to tie me spread eagle. I was so high at this time i could barely spoke. She kissed me and left the room. She quickly returned but i could hear whistering in the background of the music. She kissed me repeatedly switching from kissing me to sucking my cock. She told me to focus and she would hold the pipe for me. I followed her instruction. I also felt my arm being tied at the elbow. "OK now" she said. I slowly inhaled my deepedt one yet. "Hold it" she said. I helf my breath as long as i could. As i was exhaling i could feel the band around my elbow being released and a warm feeling throughout my whole body. My feet and hands were untied as i curled up in the foetal position...it was my forst slam and it was a huge one. I felt nausea for a minute and was unable to speak. I tried to lift myself but my arms crumpled beneath me. I lay on the bed blindfolded. I could feel her kisses on my lips , his mouth around my cock and his fingers in my ass. This was the begining of a 2 day session. Let me know if you want to know more...

This is my first story. Let me know what you think! 1. Rick had been standing in the crowded airport hall for the last 20 minutes and was getting pretty bored when he finally saw him. "Tony!" he called. "Hi, Uncle Rick!" "Come give your uncle a hug!" Rick said happily as his nephew gave him a warm hug. "So... how was the flight?" "It was fine. Although the food wasn't exactly great," Tony replied as he and Rick made their way home. Although of necessity Rick was focused on the road, he did his best to casually check-out his nephew who had turned 18 that Spring. Rick concluded Tony was growing into a fine looking young man. And Rick wasn't wrong. Tony was about 6' 1" feet tall, his youthful face with big brown eyes and becoming brown hair was really quite handsome. As for his build, Rick concluded Tony was neither muscular, nor skinny, but somewhere nicely in between. Unbeknownst to Rick, Tony was observing his Uncle with similar attention. Rick was 41 years old, about 6' 2" feet tall, had short brown hair and wore a stubble on his face. Unlike Tony, Rick was very muscular, and his deltoids, which were decorated by several tattos, were almost three times the size of Tony's. Rick's legs were bulging out in his jeans and his pecs were ready to rip his tight shirt apart. Tony couldn't help but conclude his Uncle was one hot hunk! Finally, they arrived at Rick's house. Tony got out of the car and took all of his stuff out of the trunk. Rick took some of it and together they stepped inside. "Hey Tony!" Tony heard a voice. "Hi Dan!" Tony and Rick simultaneously said as, wearing only a tank top and black briefs, Dan came out of the living room to help with the bags, giving Tony a close look at Rick's 38 year old boyfriend. Again Tony couldn't help but conclude Dan was exceptionally handsome and stunningly well built: he was abut six feet tall, his carmel-colored arms were fully inked, and his face was as handsome as Rick's. The rest of the night was kind of a blur for Tony. They had dinner and his uncle even offered him a drink, but Tony was too tired. That night, he slept like a log. 2. Rick had just come back, sweaty from his morning run. Entering the house, he stripped-off his shirt and was ready to go to the bathroom when Dan stopped him explaining "Wait! Your nephew is in there." "Oh, okay. I'll wait then," replied Rick. "Well, while you're waiting, check out what I've found in his room!" Dan grinned and waved around with a DVD. "You went through his stuff? What the fuck?" Just then Rick understood what Dan was bringing to his attention. Dan was holding a porn DVD. A gay porn DVD! Tony was gay? Rick couldn't wrap his head around the idea. Everyone from his family was automatically straight in his mind, because he had always been the only gay person within the family. Just then the shower faucet cut out. Tony was about to step out of the bathroom. "Quick! Put it back!" For the rest of the morning, Rick often found himself looking at his nephew, trying to wrap his head around the idea Tony was gay. After the three had lunch Rick and Dan were heading to the gym, so Dan asked "You wanna come with us?" "Yeah, sure. I was going to start looking for a gym anyway," Tony replied. Once at the gym Rick asked the girl on the reception desk to give Tony a complementary month-free-trial-card, and once the paperwork was done the three men moved into the locker room, changed into their work-out clothing. Now it was Dan's turn to notice Tony looked particularly good in his tank top and shorts. Dan also noticed Tony's shorts nicely showed-off his bulge, but that didn't interfere with the vigorous two-hour workout which the three men commenced. Rick did notice, however, that several times during the long workout Dan seemed to checking-out Tony, and his assistance to Tony was perhaps a bit more touchy than might have been strictly necessary. "Phew," gasped Tony, who was quite winded, asking of Dan "You work out hard! How often do you come here?" "Well, we usually work out five times a week, every day except Fridays and Sundays, but it's not always a two-hour workout." "Wow, I'll get really buff in no time if I'm gonna be working out with you," laughed Tony. "I hope so," Dan thought to himself as he and Tony moved towards the showers just as a group of men, including Rick, exited the showers. "It's all cleared out in there now," commented Rick as he passed Tony and Dan as the later two entered the showers.

And it is here, gentlemen, that we mere mortals learn from the condom cum-eating maestro! Fucking brilliant, I thought I was a cum junkie skank but wow I applaud you!

This thread has to be revived. Where do regular guys in the city go nowadays?

Whatever you do, don’t rush it. You can damage yourself in ways that will set you back for weeks, and make training much harder than it has to be through negative reinforcement. Listen to what your body tells you; learn how to push your limits, but not violate them. Practically, get yourself a set of anal dilator training plugs (~ $30 US online) and work with the largest you can manage without pain until it has stretched you enough for the next one. Use a bit of lube if needed (coconut oil works well). Better still, find a patient but determined Top to stretch you out the natural way... ?

DO SOME GUYS REALLY NEVER BEAT OFF? So I met this big, hunky guy who was a contractor something, something on this job site. The home-owner had just called me and said he had to cancel. Well here I am with this ox of a man, nodding acknowledging (as is the custom) and hearing me get off the phone with the one who 'wasn't coming'. The hunky guy said "you aren't from here, are you?" Other than that he wasn't big on words other than making awkward small talk asking me what kinda work I do. I was no longer pissed about wasting a long drive for a no-show. Hell no, the hulk was the game-changer! I have time for him and well, talked more than I normally would. I noticed his crotch looked DISTENDED and I guess he noticed I stared at it. Now let me explain: I used to think of myself as more of a top but at 5'11 and 180 lbs, a guy 6' 3,4.5" whatever is pretty intimidating. And that crotch! Hiding a weapon of ass-destruction! Somehow emboldened I felt compelled to say: "Damn dude, looks like you are PACKING!" In a basically straight world you take your chances with lines like that. I'm not sure why things moved as quickly as they did, I presume my ear-rings and my friendly demeanor got him riled up. So with a quick 'look around' and knowing nobody was coming, he pulled out his junk, all of it, cock and balls, obviously GOING COMMANDO! And was like "DAMN, that is fucking gorgeous!". He didn't have to say anything else. I was on it! His cock-shaft and knob was all leathery and dry, yes a bit of construction dust but whatever. Basically no pink skin, all just tan, leathery cock-hide, a well-used, RUGGED BULL-COCK! No other way to describe. He pulled me back around a corner as he sat on a pile of dry-wall and pulled my head on his crotch. Blowing him was pointless, no way I could get that huge cock could in my mouth. I gave it a feeble try though but fuck, hell no! He wasn't big on talk overall, but quickly let me know: "I can't get off on blow-jobs!" And when I tried to jerk him off (for starters) he quickly added "I never beat off either!" I figured he was probably a liar but he didn't look like he could tell a good fib! I asked him: "How do you get off then?" He said: "Hop on it! That's THE ONLY WAY I ever get off!" I was getting hard just thinking that the bull of a dude never had to beat off, saved up his loads for some warm, moist hole. ANY HOLE! I imagined that somehow he was always SO LUCKY that somebody always volunteered to take his load... I found that incredibly hot and sat on his cock. Well I tried, and although he was already wet from precuming (for lube) that monster barely budged into the chute. Fucking A! So my thing is: I NEVER let a dude see me flinch when I bottom! I can't stand 'whimper porn' with Armand Rizzo making like a beaten girl! SOUND OFF! So, anyway, come hell and high water I was eager to take impale myself on that monster... although it felt like it was tearing me in half.... for better or worse. Barely getting comfortable the fucker came like gang-busters almost right away, after just a few aggressive riding moves up and down on that rippling shaft! Dude came, pumped like a fire-hose, showed no emotions, just nutted like crazy! Is it possible that some guys really NEVER beat off? Always get action? It has become a major fetish for me since then: Rugged duded, leathery cocks, guys who are so horny when they fuck they come almost immediately... is that 'a thing'???

Best daddy load I ever took was the one I stole from my parents room and sucked out of a condom

Yesterday afternoon. Met a regular fuck bud. Have been meeting up with this guy since 2009....ten years of near weekly fucks....just as hot today as it was then. I have been bred by may other guys, some hotter, some not so hot, but keep cumming back to him for another load. Odds have it that he pozzed me...but that doesn’t matter. Taking his load and laying in his arms afterwords is so hot. Hope I can get another 10 years worth of his Poz seed.

You know, the bible-thumpers have inadvertently pre-conditioned our minds to have reckless sex! For one, they 'taught' whole generations that CONDOMS ARE EVIL! And somewhere in the bible it says 'rather put your seed into a whore than spill it on the floor'... UNDERSTOOD! NO CONDOMS and (ersatz) MAN-CUNT it is! LOL And that thing about 'laying with a man like you lay with a woman'... Oh no! I don't lay with a man who acts like a woman! He better act like a man... or like a demon/satyr!

Yesterday, I went to a bbrt group hosted by 2 30yo btms in a Manhattan hotel. Both were attractive but 1 of the btms was too loose and sloppy (not my thing) & the other kept pulling away as I was fucking him. I left as there was about 5 guys in the room and it kind of got too uncomfortable for me. Fortunately for me, I had Sex plans later in the evening with a hot muscle neighbor so was sitting in the lobby killing some time on grindr. I talked to another guy on his way to the group but was waiting on the room #. We ended up meeting in person (he’s a beautiful dorky 27yo brunette) and I convinced him to join me and my daddy top in chelsea. We chatted along the way; I learned he’s in tech, new to NYC, and wanted to meet new friends. When we arrived at my neighbor’s place, we chatted briefly and warmed up (man, it’s cold out there) and stripped down. The 27yo usually only sleeps with Asian guys so it took him a while to get settled in. They both tagged my ass good - 27yo is more of a rough fuck whereas my daddy neighbor is more artful with his dick and takes his time to really dig into me. Daddy neighbor just got back from vaca and hadn’t cum in a few days. I gladly took both of their loads & then slammed 1 into my daddy neighbor (his 52yo hole felt better than the 2 30yo’s). More lovely conversation ensued & the 27yo told me he’d like to be fwbs going forward. As neighbor daddy and I haven’t had much sex recently, we r going to meet up again this afternoon with perhaps a few others

You need an incredibly thirsty hole then bro

It had occurred to me that Burnout was about half an hour from the bar we planned to have our public display in, so I told Logan and Zeb to go on ahead and text me when they thought there were getting to be enough people there; I may as well stay where I was rather than hiding in an alley or some shit like that. Sadly, despite firing up a big Asylum 13 8x80 (out on their huge patio adjoining the parking lot) that sparked a few casual conversations with other cigar smokers, I didn't pick up on any actual carnal interest - though one of the handsome, big-bearded, bare-chested and well built young bikers I'd been enjoying watching got pantsed by a troublemaker at one point, revealing a gloriously furry ass crack, and a BIG ole uncut cock flopping around while he was trying to get his shorts back up. I couldn't resist calling up my foghorn voice and I bellowed out, "BOY, did that backfire!" The snickering faded; the dude who'd done it turned and glared at me, with most of the rest of the people looking at me curiously. I pointed at the jerk and said "You just showed ALL these ladies a reason they might want to get to know him better!" That set off a roar of laughter that sent the perp skulking back to the inside bar; the target - huge grin splitting his thick beard - bought me a shot and thanked me... before a clutch of women dragged him away to dance. I may not have gotten to enjoy him personally, but just knowing I'd be in his head while he did the Horizontal Bop later on was a fun little thrill. It was over an hour before I got a text telling me that the crowd was finally starting to build and I should come on ahead. I finished my soda and headed out. When I got there, the parking lot was nearly full - though fortunately there was still space in the bike parking, even though some entitled shit had encroached on it with a car. Since they'd gotten there when the place was dead, they had gotten seats at the bar right next to where one ordered drinks. Lots of eyes were on me as I strode into the bar, handed my helmet to the bartender to hang from one of the hooks and ordered a Jack & Coke - at which point Logan roared "PUT IT ON MY TAB!" I could almost hear the thoughts hoping that we were "just friends" as I unzipped my jacket, and I actually DID hear a collective sigh of disappointment as Logan reached inside my jacket to hug me, and rammed his tongue into my mouth. Both he and Zeb had already doffed their jackets - presumably to tantalize the crowd even further with their pheromones - and I felt Zeb helping slip mine off as Logan and I tongue-rassled. I broke the kiss, demolished half the drink in one gulp and then did the same stretch pose as I had in the Burnout's pisser - except this time I wound up with Logan and Zeb burying their muzzles in my rank wet pits, making happy animal sounds as they sniffed, slurped and wallowed. After musking up their beards, they both pulled back; Logan told Zeb "Get the jackets, boy" and led me out to the patio, and then back into the area screened off by a cinder block wall about 4 feet high, topped with trellis grid and lots of plants, and the way the lighting was set up made it practically impossible to see what was going on behind. Zeb moved one of the little drinks tables over where it would always be in eyeshot of one of us and carefully stacked our jackets on it. As Logan started unbuckling my belt, I could tell that there were voyeurs starting to gather; one pulled out his phone as if to start taking photos or video - but one of the bar staff noticed, grabbed the phone out of his hand and hustled him away. After popping open the fly snaps on my leather pants, Logan waved Zeb over and said, "Get his hole ready, boy; I'm gonna RIDE this ba'ar!" Zeb started working my leather pants down as I said "Oh, you think so, do you?" "I know so, buddy. And I'm not just gonna ride that fine furry fuckhole of yours, I'm gonna breed it balls deep - but before I do, you're gonna be beggin' for my hot load." Zeb had gotten my pants down below my knees, and I crouched just a bit to make it easier for him to get his tongue up my hole. It really wasn't necessary - I was well used to taking Logan and with all the precum he leaked it wasn't like I needed any spit for lube - but it made for a better spectacle in the bar. Zeb's tongue was well up in my hole and my own cock was starting to stiffen and drip into my filthy jock. Logan's hands hadn't been idle, popping fly buttons on his greasy 501s and working that big three-piece set out through the snug hole. "Yeah, look at that big meat pumpin' lube - it wants up your fuckhole bad, buddy... but why don't you take a taste of it first?" Logan shoved my face down to his crotch (there were some gasps in the onlookers) and I started licking his sweaty balls as his cock drooled over the side of my beard. I licked my way up his shaft to the drooling head... and then swallowed him to the root. That definitely got the attention of the voyeurs! "Fuuuuuck, pig - I knew you were hungry but that surprised even me!" (Not really - Logan loved that I could deep throat him.) "Time to try the other end! Find something of his to suck on, boy!" Logan spun me around, and I braced myself on the cinder block wall. He could have just rammed in with one good shove - but we'd decided to make more of a show of it. He got about a third in when I grunted. "C'mon, fuck pig - open that hole! You know you want this grizzly biker in ya!" He rocked his hips back and forth and then shoved again, getting another third in, and I grunted even more sharply. "C'mon, ya fuckhole - open that cumdump and let this grizzly cock in!" Zeb started working my nipples with both hands while he slobbered over my cock, still inside the ripe jock pouch, and I gave a moan of "acquiescence" and Logan rammed the rest of the way in. "That's it, slut, take that big biker cock! Yeah! If you're gonna look like a biker and stink like a biker, you better be ready to get fucked like one!" "Oh, I am - I'm just waiting for the hard-fucking BIKER to show up!" "WHAT?! I'll show you, ya hairy ass faggot!" Logan went into overdrive and really did start slamming it to me ... just the way I like. I can do gentle when I top, but when I bottom... I really do want to feel it for a few days afterward. It took me a moment to realize I was rock hard - just thoroughly sheathed in Zeb's throat, with him backing off just enough to breathe every so often. I turned my head as if I were stretching my neck, but it was as much to get a sense of what was going on around us; there were people up against the partition listening to what we were doing, quite a few behind the partition with us and most of those were jerking off - a few guys had started to drop to their knees to suck cock. There was a large cluster of people near the entrance to the space who for some reason were just jammed up there - they wanted to see, but somehow didn't want to enter the "sex zone", which I found weird. Suddenly, one of the most masculine and sexy of the bar staff appeared - about 5'10, broad shouldered and burly, with a thick brown chest pelt, furry forearms, unibrow and a huge Wade Neff moustache over a short beard plus a thick meaty bulge in his crotch and a gorgeous round muscular butt - and I thought "oh, crap - we're gonna get shut down" - but he set a fresh Jack & Coke on the edge of the wall near my right hand, and had beers for Zeb and Logan. "Compliments of the management," he whispered. "You guys are what we want more of. I'll be around; let me know if you need anything. I already took care of that jackass trying to take pictures." I whispered back "Could you turn the lights up out here just a little? Let 'em see what's going on a little better?" He grinned, said "Sure thing!" and moved off. Sure enough, the lights gradually got a bit brighter - not too bright, but so the crowd could actually see Logan's glistening thick cock pounding my hole, not just infer it from his thrusting ass. I reached down and pulled my cock out of Zeb's throat. "Drop trou, piglet; if he's going to fuck me - I'm going to fuck YOU!" Logan put up an argument for appearance, but eventually I was able to say "Shut up and fuck; you may not want your boy on my cock, but I'm balls deep in him now so clearly HE wants it!" Finally, I said "Yeah, cum in my ass...!" "I told you that you'd beg for it!" "Cum in my ass, because that'll make me breed your piglet!" That set off a huge round of filthy talk I don't recall exactly, so nasty it seemed to get off several of the men jerking their meat nearby. Finally, Logan bellowed "YEAH, FAGGOT! TAKE MY FILTHY SEED!" and started shooting his load as deep as he could. As promised, I soon after blew my own load ... slightly more quietly ... balls deep in Zeb: "Take my nut, boy - yeah, your biker's gonna slide into you using MY cream for lube tonight! AAAAGH! Yeah!" As I was cumming, Logan pulled out, his big cockhead sending a jolt through me as it popped through my ring, and he splattered his last shot all over the back of the black sleeveless muscle shirt I was wearing, and quickly followed that up with a huge gush of piss. "Yeah, faggot! Take THAT for breedin' my boy!" The queens were scattering at the spray of piss, and I pulled out of Zeb, turned around and gave it back to Logan - right in the face! "You're gonna piss on me? Take that ya filthy stinkin' boar-hog! Maybe some of my hot piss will clean you off some!" "FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!" At that point, Zeb surpised us both; both Logan and I were about to ruin the scene by busting out laughing when Zeb shoved me forward into Logan's arms and yelled, "Hold him, Sir!" Logan instinctively clutched me in a bear hug, and the next thing I knew... Zeb had rammed his hard uncut meat balls deep into me! "Yeah, boy! That's my piglet! Fuck this dirty faggot for your Biker Bear!" I started grunting and Logan kept bellowing out encouragement and it wasn't long before Zeb planted his seed in me. He pulled back and leaned against the wall, still looking dazed by the time Logan let me go and I turned around. Logan and I quickly flanked him and we were pulling ourselves together when the hot barman came over and said "I hate this, but you guys better get gone; I overheard some damn queen calling the police about you." We rapidly put ourselves together - muttering imprecations at each other for the audience's benefit as the few watching who hadn't yet cum finished themselves off - and left; the hot barman had our helmets and Logan's card ready for us as we left the patio, and I gave him a big cash tip and one of my trick cards. On the way back home, Zeb clung to me like a barnacle and I could have sworn he was sobbing, but I couldn't imagine why.

Load buried deep in my hole from a hot 26yr old cub off doublelist. Handsome, hairy, thick beer can cock, round ass. Got him naked, sucked him till hard. Then climbed on top of his thick cock, slammed my ass up and down on his dick while holding his hands down. Didn't want him to cum yet. Flipped him over and ate the hell out of his sexy ass, he was squealing the whole time I was tongue fucking him. Ended with him throwing my legs in the air, pounding the fuck out of my hungry hole. Then heard those great words "I'm gonna cum" and blasted a 5 day load deep into my guts.

All the tops managed to breed each of the three pigs, though quite a few dropped out right after their third fuck, including Mr. Grumpy. Tops who dropped out had to leave the bullpen - but could either go to another room where they could watch the bottoms getting fucked, or simply change back into their street clothes and leave. The wolf-pup was almost as much fun as the musk-otter; no one had made him cum (and despite my best efforts, I didn't either) but his copious cockdrool had soaked his jock and added to the sloppy puddle on the floor under his sling... so he was clearly enjoying himself. When I approached him, he got a lewd grin on his face and said "Santa! You know just what kind of GIFT I want!" and made me laugh as I mounted his furry ass... and while I didn't know if I would be the one whose gift would take, I certainly did my best! The blond musk fan turned out to be called Gerry; as I wound up with Mr. College Jock last - who as I said, was handsome enough but just left me uninspired - Gerry's butt-munching is what helped get me up and drippin' to finish the trilogy. As it turned out, Logan was the last one to fuck the jock... and indeed, wound up knocking him out; he tapped out right after Logan's raging, cum-churning fuck. I was a little shocked to realize that half the tops were gone - we were down to two chaser pigs and 4 tops; myself, Logan, Gerry and a ginger-goateed fellow in a leather harness, chaps and boots who had a lovely thick uncut cock with a 0-gauge PA in the head. Logan and I were watching Gerry pounding the musk-otter and the leather dude reaming the wolf-pup when Nate announced that the top queue was being dropped; as long as SOME top was able to step up when there was an available pig, the party would continue. Logan leaned over to me and whispered "Hey, whichever one of us gets to the otter next, tell him to tap out when we're done - and then we'll see if we can get him to come back with us for more without all the damn rules." "I already told him he should come with us after the party, and he seemed to agree." Logan grinned at me. "Always thinking ahead - and I knew you'd love his hole and that hot musk of his!" Ginger goatee blew a nut into the wolf-pup and Logan was about to head in when the pup called it quits; the attendant brought him an impressive buttplug which vanished into his hole with seeming ease, then he dismounted the sling, grinned and blew a kiss into the camera and left. Ginger came back into the bullpen and said "Gentlemen, it's been fun - but that's all I can do." He glanced down, then said "I know, still hard - but I also know I can't cum again, so I'll bid you good night. And you, sir - " he said, addressing himself to Logan, "are one of the hottest fuckers I've ever seen breed a hole. I hope I get to share a sex party with you again sometime." Logan gave him a big bearhug, whispering something into his ear that made Ginger blush, then he headed out to the locker room. (I later found out that Logan had noticed the biohazard tat on Ginger's calf as he was changing at the beginning of the party before he pulled up a sock to cover it, and offered him a Truvada-resistant recharge if he wanted it.) Gerry howled as he shot into the musk-otter, pitching forward and rubbing his face in one of those ripe pits as he finished unloading. Logan prepared to go in for another round... but as Gerry headed toward the bullpen, the otter called it quits, rather to our surprise. When Gerry came in, he looked a bit confused and said "When I had my muzzle in his armpit, he whispered for me to 'tell them to wait for me'... I have no idea what that's about." Both Logan and I grinned and I said "C'mon, let's get dressed and I'll explain." A few minutes later we were standing out on the sidewalk and had just explained to Gerry our plan for an "after-party" - and invited him to join us - when the otter came bounding out of the party house with a grin on his face. "Glad y'all waited for me - and is it gonna be all three of you? Hot damn!" As it turned out that Gerry and Zeb ("Yeah, short for Zebediah; I'm redneck to the core") had gotten rides to the party like Logan and didn't have vehicles, we all piled into my car; I switched the vent system to "recirculate" because with 3 ripe men and one musk fan that had been wallowing in our stink in the car, it quickly turned into a manstink hotbox. Looking at the dash, it suddenly dawned on me that it was only 10 minutes to 11; I pointed that out and suggested we all go grab a bite at a late-night gay restaurant I knew that wouldn't blink at four men reeking of sweat and cum (Zeb had just let dry the load I'd fucked out of him) before going to my place to resume the play. That got enthusiastic agreement, with Zeb adding that his buttplug was "holding back the tide ... for now". I'd been thinking in terms of "quick snack" but given how much energy all of us had burned off, it turned into a full late-night meal... which had the additional advantage of giving Gerry and myself more time to recover. During the ride to my place, I went over a few things; it turned out Gerry didn't smoke, but had no objection to us smoking cigars. Zeb - pardon the pun - lit up when I mentioned that Logan and I were stogie-chompers and added that he liked a cigar now and then himself. It also turned out that Gerry was one of the tops at the party who wasn't poz, but obviously had no problem sharing a pig with poz breeders. Piss? Everyone on board and Gerry and Zeb glad to hear my playroom had a floor drain. "I have a request," Zeb said. "These two have mentioned what a great butt muncher you are, Gerry; if it's something you'd enjoy, I'd love to have you felch my sloppy hole so I can see that hot beard glazed with well churned cum." "I'm dead" Gerry said, and when we reacted he explained "I mean, I've clearly died and gone to Paradise. YES! I'd love to!" It wasn't long after that we were pulling into my driveway and it was time to put the ideas into action.

As luck would have it - he wound up being my first fuck too, and he grinned at my approach like he had at Logan. Given the cum dripping from his hole at that point, I simply plowed in balls deep, which got me a loud "Fuck YEAH, Papa Bear!" followed by a near whispered "Pound my faggot fuckhole full of your toxic seed, Bubba; make me one of your cumdumps!" His southern accent wasn't strong (and I'm no expert so I couldn't tell exactly where from), but it was in line with his redneck look. As I started plowing, I responded "Hell yes, you bug chasin' otter-pig; you're gonna get my biggest charged load of the night, and the men who breed you after me will keep churning my poison in your guts!" Though he was obviously sloppier than when Logan had mounted him, I immediately saw what he'd meant about this hole; it was easy to ram in balls-deep, and it was clearly slick 'n sloppy with multiple hot loads now... but it still somehow felt tight, gripping my thick shaft almost like I do when I jerk off. I caught motion in my peripheral vision and glanced over to see Logan about to mount the wolf-pup; despite having already taken a number of loads, he yelped a loud "Ay, papi!" as Logan plowed in to the pubes; that at least answered the ethnic question. I reached forward to grab the chains at the head of the sling, and as I did the otter grinned again and said "You smell as good as that furry biker, Papa Bear!" He'd had his arms at his sides, but now raised them to put his hands over mine... and the powerful musk from those hairy pits of his hit me. "DAMN, pig - you're one to talk about US smellin' good!" "Takes one to know one, I guess." He quickly moved his hands when I let go of the chains; I dipped my hands into those rank pits, then brought them to my face and inhaled deeply as I rubbed the sweat into my beard. As I reached for a second dose, one palm trailed across his nipple on that side and while he didn't gasp or make any kind of visible display, I could feel his fuckhole clenching and twitching around my cock... and I knew what had to happen. I motioned to one of the attendants and asked him to adjust the musk-otter's jock; his cock had gotten hard from the fucking, but it was trapped in what had to be an uncomfortable bend - and while he hadn't complained, I planned to make him nut and I didn't want any unnecessary impediments. (To insure neither the bottoms nor the tops were stroking a bottom off, only the attendants were allowed to make such adjustments. I thought that was a little weird, but I understood the idea.) That done, I started humping him harder, which tended to make him bounce away from me ... until I latched onto his nipples with a firm grip. That DID make him gasp and his hole clench down on my cock with surprising ferocity; I rolled them between my forefinger and thumb, increasing the pressure until his expression said it was edging into uncomfortable, then backing off a bit. Being held in place by his nipples, my pounding sent shock waves through his body - and when I glanced down, his cock was absolutely rock hard (and significantly bigger than I'd figured) with precum freely drooling through the mesh pouch of his classic style sports jock. (Personally, I prefer jocks with a cotton pouch; they stink/stain up so much better - but that's me.) "Fuck-ing-HELL, Papa Bear! Are those your hands or fucking vice-grips?!" "They're my paws - and along with this big bear cock, I'm gonna make you nut for me, faggot!" (That word also made his hole go berzerk on my cock.) "Yeah, fuckhole - I love the way torquing your tits makes your hole try to suck the toxic seed out of me!" "Breed me, Poz Bear! Knock me up with your demon seed!" "Not 'til you nut for me, faggot!" It seemed clear to me he didn't want to cum yet - I figured like many men, once he'd shot his load his hole would become especially sensitive or maybe he'd lose interest in further fucking - but he was obviously chasing hard, and wouldn't want to pass up more potentially charged loads... and the Evil Bear in me wanted to make him have to work for those loads through whatever kind of challenge cumming early on would be for him. Working his nipples had clearly brought him to the edge along with my jackhammer pounding his ass, but I needed something else to push him over the edge. Our gazes were locked, and impulsively I hawked and spat square in his face. "AAAAAUUGH!!!!" he bellowed, as a huge shot of jism blasted out of his cock, hit the jock mesh and turned into a spray of droplets that landed from his eyebrows on down. A second, even bigger volley sprayed all over him and the scent of his cum in addition to the sight of those impressive loads pushed me over the line - and I roared, rammed in as deep as I could and pumped my lethal seed even deeper into his bug-hungry hole. As he felt my hot scum filling him, that reinforced his own orgasm and several more hefty shots of otter cum spattered across his beard and torso. In all, I planted about 5 doses of contaminated cum in him, which I made sure to distribute well in his gut with some final thrusts. I leaned forward and he and I swapped spit for a few moments, and then I turned my head away from the camera so I could whisper "You won't regret coming with the biker and me later", to which he responded "Got it!" I hauled myself back to my feet and winked at him as I tasted some of his cum that had transfered to my pelt when I was face to face with him. I pulled out of him with a bit of a pop that made him twitch, and as I moved to the exit he signaled the attendants for a 10 minute break, and water. As it happened, the guy who'd remarked on Logan "showing off" was next up and seemed annoyed that he was going to have to wait a bit for either the musk-otter to recover or another hole to open up; too bad for him, and I made a mental note to remark on his bad attitude to Nate. On the other end of the attitude spectrum was the blonde bear who'd had the rimming session with Logan; he was grinning at me and said "Awesome fuck, man - love how you made that pig cum all over himself. And damn if you don't smell as good as that other furry beast!" "He and I are good friends with similar tastes that way... and since you like it...." I interlaced my fingers and stretched up, presenting both of my dripping pits, and he went for 'em like a hungry dog after a bone... and his own bone was soon dripping hard as he beard-buffed my pits... and despite having just blown my load, he started me on my way to my next hardon. "I'd love to get my face in that hairy ass of yours!" he said when he came up for air. "I'd love that too - but how about we save that for a little later, when I might need help gettin' ready to breed whichever pig comes up third for me? Just watching you and Logan in your butt-munchin' 69 earlier got me hot - I can only imagine that actually getting this beard in my crack and your tongue in my hole - and mine in yours! - will have me ready to breed butt in short order!" "It's a plan, then. I can't tell you how hot it is for me that there are TWO really musky men on the team; it's uncommon to find guys who smell so good." "Oh, just wait for your turn with the dude I just fucked! He stinks as good as Logan or I; you'll love it!" He grinned, and I went on "But I have to ask - for someone who likes manstink, why don't you have much yourself?" He groaned. "It's my job - I work with a bunch of prissy types and they'd throw a fit; one guy who used to work there actually got complaints made about him to HR because he let slip that didn't wear deodorant! Not that he actually smelled - it was entirely in their minds. Fortunately, I'm at a somewhat higher level so they're reluctant to bitch if there's no actual issue... but I still have to be muskless for work. But even when I go camping, say, and don't bathe for a week or more - I still don't really stink the way I'd like. Guess it's like so many other things - big beards, hairy bodies, thick dicks - some guys get it, some don't." "True enough, I suppose. I'm lucky enough to be self-employed so I can stink as much as I like most of the time. I'd be happy to have you wallow in my stink whenever you like - and for that matter, I could lend you a really ripe t-shirt when you'll have a chance to wear it for a few days straight and see if maybe we can pump up your musk." "That would be great! Hey, I'm getting close to my next fuck; can I get another turn in those pits?" I just grinned and raised my arms again....

Well at least you understood what I mean, I wasn't sure if my random attempts at description were even helping! For me this skill is essential because - it seems - I am a bit of a strange shape down there, or at least, I note that tops often fail to find my hole first time and usually aim just a bit above, which once inside me then they're kinda pointing in the wrong angle. A few pelvic floor clenches and a little tension wriggle or two usually sets him on the right track. I think as a bottom if he is going slightly the wrong way and you can't fix it on your own, you can say something, but if you're a submissive bottom like me, it has to be framed in a sense of service to the top. Sometimes I will say, 'hang on, let's change position a bit' and if he says something like no, i'm fine like this (subtext: i just want to fuck and i really don't care about you) i'll say 'you can get in me deeper this way'... they almost always change their mind and let me guide them to a deeper, harder, rougher and more enjoyable fuck.

After he arrived, Logan called and told me that Teddy had bit *HARD*; he'd started out with one of the hookup sites that allowed searching by location, figuring that was more plausible than saying Teddy's profile had "just happened" to pop up on one of the phone apps. The photos of his furry muscular body and the big suggestive bulge in the crotch of a pair of snug jeans and a speedo got him an enthusiastic response when he told Teddy he'd be visiting the area soon. Their chat had quickly gone to sex and after Logan provided a photo of his big dripping hardon, Teddy provided his hookup app accounts to make sure it was easy for them to connect. Logan had gotten himself a prime AirBnB setup - and when I came over he'd already set up his hidden cameras in the bedroom, because he planned to record every fuck and load he planted while he was there - "Especially the stealth caps I'm gonna pop in that furry slut's neg ass!" he said. "Forget him for the moment - I don't want this hot musk of yours to go to waste, and you promised me some of that PrEP-busting bug too!" I shoved one arm up and was thankful Logan always wore sleeveless muscle shirts as I ground my beard into his ripe, dripping pit fur. Logan had made the trip on his Harley and clearly hadn't showered for some time before that - much to my pleasure. "Fuck yeah, buddy - gonna cover you with my stink and recharge your poz ass with my strain! I love the idea of having you out there knocking up smug PrEP pigs with my resistant bugs!" I pulled back from his armpit and as I moved over to the other side, he stripped off the muscle shirt and started on his pants; after he dropped those, he maneuvered me so his free hand could dive down the back of my pants and start fingering my hole, which was pre-lubed and ready. I opened my pants, dropped 'em and kicked them to the side, then worked my way down through his sweaty chest fur to the main prize: his thick, hard, dripping, rank, uncut cum-cannon. I skinned it back and while he wasn't actually cheesy he was right on the edge, so I did a first pass with my beard to add that scent to his pit funk, then went to work spit-polishing his shaft from pisshole to root. I was all the way down on his meat, swabbing his balls with my now-raunchy beard when he said "I gotta breed! I've been thinking about that furry fuckhole of yours all day and I need to get this load of poison in you before I waste it!" I simply dropped to all fours and braced myself; uncharacteristically for him, he didn't even give my hole a pro-forma tongue swipe (normally, Logan religiously followed the maxim of "eat it before you fuck it") and slid his dripping cock into my hungry hole. Not a brutal ramming - but an irresistable steady push, until his bushy pubes were grinding against my hairy ass. "You want this, Max?" "Fuck yeah! I want your fucking killer cum blasted balls deep in my hole! I want that PrEP-busting bug so I can go to pig parties and leave men who think they're safe with a gift they'll never forget! I want a hot strain that both gift-givers and bugchasers will beg me to share with them! RECHARGE ME, FUCKER!" His furry bulk slammed down onto my back, knocking me down onto my chest and belly; he grabbed my shoulders and gave me a few more deep strokes, then rammed in as far as he could, howled and I felt his hot, thick jizz loaded with his vicious virus start spurting into me. He ground his hips against me as spurt after spurt of his infectious seed filled my hole. "FuuuUUUCK! I've been holding that back way too long!" he said. "Get up - let's get to the bed 'cause I have more bugs to blast up your hole, but I wanna see your face while I'm churning that first dirty load and gettin' ready to add to it!" He slowly pulled back, letting me feel his broad cockhead sliding out; next thing I knew I was on my back in bed, one of his ripe armpits covering my face while he plowed back into my ass. I turned my head to one side and said "Fucking DAMN you smell good, buddy! Better than I remember!" "Don't think I'd ever been in my raunchy leather jacket for days before you got to me... not to mention a lot of those days roasting in the sun riding here!" "Pity to waste it because of that little prick..." "Hey, I raunch up fast ...and I'll have my stinkin' pit shirt and the jacket to help once I'm done with him. Sorry that first load was so fast, but I haven't shot in almost three days." "I figured - besides, I know you can shoot over and over again - that's one of the reasons you're so popular at sex parties." "Just wonder how many I'm gonna be able to get into that dude ... I'm hoping I'm still one and done, but under the circumstances I'll breed him as many times as I can just to make sure." "I look forward to seeing him still walking funny days later!" Logan grinned. "One of my specialties!" and with that, he covered my face with his other armpit and picked up the pace until he blasted his second dose of anti-PrEP into my hungry hole. Over the next couple of days Logan bred me frequently - as he wasn't sure if a guy already poz would be easier or more difficult to convert to his strain. I explained that I had an acquaintance who studied the bug and liked getting samples from promiscuous barebackers to trace the variations. I suggested that after his attempt to knock up Teddy that we get a sample from him so I'd be able to tell if my strain changed to match his. "Great idea! More certain than just breeding every dude on PrEP you can and wondering - if any of 'em convert - if it was really you." "Well - breeding lots of guys sure sounds good to me, especially if your strain takes." Then the (for me) sad day arrived when Logan stopped breeding me; he'd decided he needed to not cum for a day to ensure a performance with Teddy that would pass as "horny biker who hasn't cum for days". I thought he was being a little overcautious - but on the other hand, I could see wanting to ensure he had a full-potency depth charge ready to plow into the target. I mentioned Logan's AirBnB setup - he was right near the local "bear bar" so it would make perfect sense to go there after meeting up with Teddy, and thus get the breeding on video... and of course anyone else he picked up to fuck after he was done with Teddy. It was surprising to me how much the weekend seemed to drag - no word from Logan, and I didn't see him out at the bear or the leather bar - I hoped that was a good sign. Finally, late Monday morning I got a text from him - "Lucky #13! Chat me up on Signal!" I pulled up the encrypted chat app and said "You got THIRTEEN loads in him?! How many on video?" "Finally got rid of him because he had to go to work - in rumpled clothes cause he never went back to his place. Yup, 13 - and 11 of 'em on video. He took me to some other bar a ways off Saturday night that had this sort of screened off area on their patio - lots of guys back there having sex and apparently he wanted people to see him getting bred by me. Then yesterday I took him for a ride on my Harley - surprisingly, he's not a bad passenger - and I decided to breed him in a dirty men's room after we stopped for gas; he wasn't too thrilled about that, but I love that shit. Rode him hard with barely any lube but my last load in his hole and I could feel him squirming every time I hit a bump on the way back." "Any problems with your B.O.?" "Fuck no! I'd already decided to let my musk come back on its own accord and just see what happened - don't know if I converted him in that way too or if he was just being prissy in his profiles but by the end he was sounding almost like you talking about how much he loved my 'hairy biker stink'... so I'm already back to being nearly as ripe as when I arrived. Got him raving about my stink in a couple of the last videos, not to mention me in the first one reminding him I'm poz and does he really want to take me raw, with him stating he's not worried because he's on PrEP... so if he gets pissy about it if I did knock him up, I've got proof he was MORE than willing. I already had that from the saved chat log, but better to have him on video." "Awesome! What now?" "I'm gonna take a day to recover, and we'll see; he's actually a pretty good fuck, but he can't suck a dick as thick as mine worth a shit and my cock is sore from his damn teeth. I kept trying to tell him I just wanted his fuckhole but he kept trying to suck me anyway. I'm going to spend some of that time putting together a "best of" video for ya; I normally don't share my fuck vids, but in this case you might need to have the proof he was willing on hand." "I understand you being cautious but I don't think it'll be necessary; remember, he's turned into a real PrEP slut and I doubt he'll be able to pick you out of the crowd as the one who knocked him up." "I like to be sure about this kind of thing, but you know him better than I do. Besides, even if you don't need it to defend my 'honor' - I owe you for setting this up, and I know you'll enjoy watching me bangin' my bugs up his ass!" "Damn right! I look forward to seeing it!" "I'll ping ya here when it's ready. I'm gonna go grab a late breakfast then get to it. Later, man!"

Thanks all. Real life has managed to get in the way of my plans at the moment. Hope to revisit this in late March, early April. Will keep you all posted.

I started sucking cock at 14 and started taking it up my ass at 15!

Yes, and once the bttm has pozzed up, keep taking as much raw poz loads as he can get! Fully vers, but once I got pozzed I craved for more dirty toxic HIV cum deep in my hole. Love begging for more toxic poz cum, if I bottomed only I'd hunt out toxic loads to push my HIV viral load high and my CD4 down.

recon now has a piss category

I would have been 13 or 14. I used to dream of sucking some of the boys off whilst we were getting changed for sports at school. All those cocks bulging in and out of underwear. Fuck, I just wanted to drop to my knees in the locker room and suck every one of them! I was always much more interested in sucking their dicks than having mine sucked. I did get luckily enough to swallow a few of those cocks after school during that time. Been addicted ever since.

PART 3: I saw him out of the corner of my eye, he was black as coal, a mountain of a man, wife beater shirt and sweat pants, he looked like he had just gotten out of a prison with the look on his face. I don't know how he got in the room or who let him in, he surly was not part of the support group. He walked up to the leader and they did the usual hand clasp and shake and hug, the leader then turned toward me and said "Tank" this is the faggot bitch who lied his way into our HIV group and we have Chemed him up and turned him into a cocksucking, cum dump faggot white bitch for our black snakes and poz seed. Tank? that was an underestimate; who grabbed me by my hair and pulled me right into his crotch asking if it was true; you like being a bitch to black meat now? I just looked up as best as possible and nodded "yes"! , they Tank asked if i was the married faggot who was taking their toxic seed home and planting into my wife? I told them that I was. Tanked looked at the leader and stated "this is one fucked up fag to be married, lying to get into a HIV support group to be a cocksucking faggot for black men", "then go home and fuck his ol lady" ; Hell maybe we should tell her and fuck her too!! those word hit like a sledge hammer as he pushed my face back into his crotch. Tank then told me to pull down his jogging pants and meet the cock that would ruin me! I slid my hands along his pants and pulled them down to meet a harding slab of meat that had a cut head and a PA through the head that looked like a bolt and nut! My eyes went wide and looked up at Tank who was just grinning at me and stated " yup, I am going to fuck you with that and make you my bitch to breed full of my toxic seed, if these guys haven't knocked you up yet, I will make sure your pregnant tonight"!! SERVICE ME FAG; NOW! I started to lick his shaft and head, tried to get the head of that cock in my mouth with the PA on the end, but it kept hitting my teeth. THATS IT FAGGOT, Get that black meat ready to breed you full and ruin you and make you a blubbering idiot for black cock and toxic cum! Tank then looked at the Leader and stated; "Get him ready for my cock"; one of the other guys in the room came up next to me and wrapped a rubber strap around my arm, then pulled out a syringe of a liquid; as i started to panic, Tank wrenched on my hair and told me to look at the job in front of me and get back to it. As i went back to licking and sucking this monster, i felt a poke in my arm, then got all wozzy and started to cough uncontrolably. someone then put a bottle of poppers under my nose and i was inhaling deep and was now working that cock like I was looking foward to that monster driving into my ass and breeding me like I now wanted to be. Tank pulled me to my feet and backed me up to the table, he reach down and twisted both my nipples to the point I loved it and wanted to cry in pain. Tank then put his hand on my throat and push back until I was laying on my back on the table with Tank pulling me up to him by his legs and putting them over his shoulders. one of the guys walked up and started to lather cream or Vaseline or lube on and into my hole. Tank looked at me and asked me what I wanted; I just spread my legs open farther and said for him to fuck my ass, YOU MEAN YOUR CUNT, PUSSY, it will not be an ass in a few, it will be my hole to breed, ruin, knock up and make you my little street whore! All I could do is say "Yes Sir" I want you to breed , fuck my cunt and for you to use it as you like!! Better, Tank said. I was given a bottle of poppers and propped up on my clothes; I want you to see yourself become my whore, and your going to need those poppers, so I would get to them, cause here comes my cock! As I felt the head of his cock pushing at my hole; Tank turned to the leader and told him to go and find the Faggots bitch and see what she thinks of being a bitch to black meat too. I was to far gone to register what he just said, as the first part of Tank's cock pushed into my hole and I let out a scream.

Part I We met through a craigslist posting. He was looking for a room for the summer on the cheap, and I was looking for a boy to breed. It seemed like a great match. He liked older guys, and I guess I am quickly becoming a daddy bear, almost 40, with a decently muscular rugby build. And I liked his 22yo south african ass. The thought of the pleasure-tortures I would concoct with a slave around made my dick twitch. He had a nice athletic body, tall, scraggly unkempt dark hair, and a fuzzy ass. He seemed very submissive and eager to try everything from our conversations. We Skype and stroked together a few times, and I was looking forward to finally meeting him to see how the chemistry was between us in person. We’d discussed limits. We’d discussed drugs. He’d tried coke before, but never xtc, or g, and definitely not tina. He wanted to fuck safe. He’d never been barebacked before. I knew immediately that I wanted his cherry ass. I wanted to get him spun and bump him so his young bare-virginal ass would take my dick n loads night after night. I knew once he took his first load, he’d never want to go back to condoms. Finally the day came. We decided to skip coffee by my flat in Berlin, and just meet at my place. He showed up with one of those enormous rucksacks and a big goofy grin on his face, and I knew things were going to be fun. I gave him the grand tour, and showed him which drawers would be his, and where he could keep his stuff, admiring his ass through his shorts as he knealt down and fiddled with his bags. He popped up grinning, waving a bag of weed, and suggested we roll a joint and kick back our first night. It was kind of crazy, having a mail-order slave from online, so I nodded, and got my papers, grinding and rolling up some joints for us to smoke, and getting a few beers. He asked if he could freshen up and grab a shower, which was fine. I saw a chance to spike the joints with a bit of crystal and up the ante on the first evening. I was glad he was freshening up, because I was looking forward to eating out his fuzzy hole tonight. He wandered back in a few minutes later in a pair of loose boxers, drying off his hair with a tiny towel, and plopped down on the sofa next to me, close enough to press his leg into mine and whisper, “So, how’s it coming?” We’d see that soon enough I guess. We lit our first joint, and shared it. I couldn’t help but eye his bulge, n see the tip of his cock poking out the leg of his boxers. “Nice weed,” I complimented, enjoying the mix of crystal and weed, and he seemed to be enjoying it too. Leaning back, he enjoyed another long toke, and I could see it was starting to relax him. We chatted, and I idly started playing with his nipple as we smoked a bit, his cock getting harder and starting to leak precum up against his leg. I could tell he was excited to be here as much as I was. My hand dropped from rubbing rings around his slightly hairy nipple, and landed on his inner thigh. He shuddered, my hand grabbing his stiffening member as it peeked out fully now. You can’t deny that first electric moment. But the weed helped us to relax, and i leaned over and we started kissing. My own dick was leaking precum in my jeans, i could feel it pooling in my foreskin, making a wet spot as I explored his lips. My right hand rubbed his cockhead, playing with his precum and slowly rubbing it around the head of his cut cock, feeling his dick pulse in my hand in excitement. That first night we had a good time, despite the bit of tina in the joints, we ended up fucking safe. I played with his hole, rubbing his own precum around his fresh pert hole and starting to massage my finder inside of him. We got up, stumbling a bit as he pulled off my shirt and I tried to pants him simultaneously. We cracked our heads together, just hard enough to smart, and fell back to the couch laughing about it. “Lean back.” I told him, and went down on him, licking the precum off the tip of his cock and tasting him. I took all of him in my mouth, my tongue massaging his cock and i breathed in the heady scent of his musky bush. He’d showered, but thank god he’d just rinsed off. His pubes scent drove me wild, as I gagged on his prick and then eased off, feeling him get excited. I moved his shaft out of the way, licking it as I went. He leaned back over the arm of the couch, shifting his pelvis to give me a bit more access, as i licked down his balls and could just flick my tongue at his taint. I lifted his legs a bit to get more of him. My tongue swirling around his boy hole, slowly rasping his fresh hole and driving him wild. My mouth clamped down on his cunt, munching and licking him. Working my way into him. He put his legs around the back of my neck, pulling me in towards him as I savored rimming him. It snapped me out of it when I looked up, feeling him panting, and he asked me for a condom. I knew it was a long game though, he’d be my slave all summer, and I was going to enjoy corrupting him into my chem sex puppy. I wrapped up and fucked him that first night, a testament to how much I enjoyed his sweet ass, since I stayed rock hard even with a filthy rubber blocking the raw energy between us. We snuggled after in bed, falling asleep comfortably together, his head resting on my chest, by boy curling his body around his dad.