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PART TWO I couldn't tell you if we'd been making out for 2 minutes or 20 minutes, but I did know that I was hard as a rock and that Rob was the same. I'd never even kissed a guy before, and now here I was making out with a total stranger down a back alley! One of Rob's hands slipped inside my jeans & stroked my cock while he undid my belt with the other. We were a long way down the alley so no-one would've seen us, but to be honest I was so far gone I didn't care. As my pants fell to my ankles, Rob started to sink to his knees. I heard him take 2 deep sniffs & then he pressed the bottle into my hand. I'd barely taken hold of it before I felt his mouth on my cock, it felt so amazing! I was groaning like crazy, I'm sure anyone walking past would've heard. He'd started deepthroating me without even warming up, I guess he'd had a fair bit of experience! I held the back of his bald head & he grunted his approval as my balls were resting on his chin. He took my hand with the poppers in it & pushed it up towards my head, it wasn't hard to guess what he was wanting me to do. I took a couple more hits & I was flying again. As I was sniffing, I felt his hands move around towards my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and one of his fingers started moving towards my hole. I'd never had anything near my arse before (though I'd wanted to get into my wife's many times!) but I couldn't help but wonder how good it would feel to have his finger in me. I let out a low groan as his finger pushed inside, it felt amazing! I wasn't sure if a cock would feel this good (or if I could take it) but I loved the sensation of him fingerfucking me as he sucked my cock. "Turn around", he said to me. He was sending me so wild, I'd have done anything he asked. As I turned around, I felt my cheeks spread further than I thought they could take and I felt his hot mouth on my hole. If him sucking my cock felt amazing, my arse being eaten out felt even better. I'd wondered how good it felt for my wife when I ate her pussy - I was getting a first hand demonstration now! I could feel my hole opening for him as his tongue worked further inside me, I'm sure it didn't taste great after a long day at a festival but Rob didn't seem to mind & I was in heaven! He asked me to take a couple more hits & as I did so, I could feel his tongue working deeper inside me, My head was pressed against the wall & I had my hands holding my cheeks, wanting as much of him as possible. He stopped eating me & my initial disappointment was soon fixed by him pushing two fingers into my arse. While fingerfucking me I could feel him shifting and I knew that he was no standing behind me. "You loved my tongue & fingers in your arse didn't you?" he asked, all I could do is moan in reply. "You're gonna love this even more." I turned around & I saw his bare cock at my hole. By this stage I didn't care that my wife was sleeping at home with our child, I needed a cock in my arse! I was pushing back towards his dick, desperate for him to be inside me. "Not here!" he laughed "Let's go back to my place." I guess he had a point but fuck, that walk was gonna feel like forever! We pulled our pants back up & started what felt like a marathon walk to his, holding hands & making out whenever we had to wait for traffic. I could barely contain myself when we eventually got back to his place, as soon as we were at his doorway we were kissing with animal passion. When we stepped inside, I peeled off his tshirt as I wanted to see his sexy chest and ran my hands all over it, making my way down to inside his pants to his still rock-hard cock. It was then I heard another voice from inside the apartment. "God, I can't even send you out for a simple job to get some amyl without bringing a guy home to play with!" I turned around in shock to see a guy similar to Rob grinning widely as he sat on a couch. END OF PART TWO

Chapter 2 When I got back to the Pub at eight the night was dark and the streetlights were on. There was a hum of music coming from the pub but the street was fairly quiet aside from the occasional passing car coming into or out of town. As I walked back down the side alley and through the door I was greeted by the same bunch of stares and smiles as I walked in and up to the bar. A few of the guys from earlier were still there propping up the bar, some looking a little more worse than before. The boss who had interviewed me before was working behind the bar this time, and he greeted me with a big cheer and shouted to all the patrons that I was the new starter tonight. “Be kind and lets break him in gently eh!”. The bar laughed as he lead me into the back. When I walked around the bar to follow him my eyes bulged slightly. Whilst still in the tight dirty white wifebeater, he had now stripped off his shorts and was wearing a tight red BIKE jock strap. Following behind him I could see (and smell) his chunky hairy arse. It was a big size on this tank of a man and was just as hairy as his chest with a thick sightly damp trail right down between cheeks. I was still staring as he turned around and I practically bumped straight into his chest. I apologized quickly as he looked down with his big devilish smile. “Right first let's get you changed,” and without pausing, and finding little resistance in me, for a second time he removed my t-shirt, tossing it onto a nearby beer barrel. “Those too,” he said pointing to my jeans as he watched me nervously peel them down my legs revealing the same jock I had been wearing earlier. “Right, that's a lovely jock, but don't get me wrong: it's a bit too fashion-and-fancy for tonight. So let's get you into this,” he said as he looked around and grabbed a yellow BIKE jock that had been throw on the dirty concrete floor. “This will be perfect for you tonight and should show you off nicely." I turned around and slowly peeled off my jock and placed it on top of my tshirt and pulled the yellow jock up. It was slightly moist and had a few stains in the front. I tried not to think about it as I tucked my dick and balls into the material and adjusted the straps around my arse. “Right lets have a look at you." I was spun round and his big shovel hands cradled my balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. He shook it about a bit and I moaned as I tried not to get aroused, but this was the first action I'd had in months. “Ah, ha. You are a sensitive lad aren't you?” he laughed, giving my hardening cock a playful tap. “Right, leave your clothes there. I'll show you around the place quick." He led me round the back and showed me where the barrels and pumps were, and where the boxes of snacks were. He walked me round the front of the bar where the customers cheered as I was paraded around and shown behind the bar, explaining what beers and ales were on draft, how the till worked and where and how to wash the glasses. Then he asked one of the older patrons to show me around the place while he served some customers. “Follow me lad, I'll show you the best bits,” said the frail looking man as he took my hand with a surprisingly firm grip and walked about. “This is the main area, obviously. This is whats open during the day and sometimes gets pretty busy. It depends who is working and whats on show,” he wheezed a brittle laugh as he kept walking me round. “Down here are the toilets and play rooms. These can get a bit busy in the evenings when they open. Lots of fun can be had in the dark," giving me a knowing wink. I felt uneasy but if he was a regular and clearly the boss liked him and I needed the job. I smiled back and feigned interest asking “What sort of play rooms are down there?” He continued to drag me down the corridor and we turned into a dark room. It smelt of stale piss. I could make out a few pieces of large equipment, such as a large wooden X propped against a wall, one of those old stocks which would mobilize one's head and arms in a specific manner, and a chair covered in leather straps to presumably hold someone in place. “Oh wow, I wasn't expecting anything like this” I said, eyes wide open. “I never would have guessed that a little pub would have stuff like this." “Ha” he wheezed back “Oh this isn't any ordinary pub. That's why a lot of us come down here This bar offers a chance to have some fun and enjoy ourselves. I reckon you'll fit in well, I hope.” With that his old frail hand moved down, and began squeezing my exposed butt. “You are such a smooth boy, aren't you?” he asked as his boney continued to explore between my cheeks, finding my hole in the process. “Erm, sorry this is a little much for me. This is my first night and I don't want to get into trouble,” I said as I tried to excuse myself but already his dry finger had found my hole and was probing its way in. His nails were sharp and brittle. “Ow fuck stop” I said as I tried to jump up but his other arm wrapped tight around my waist and pulled be back onto his finger as it pushed in deeper. “Fuck, please stop,” I whispered as he worked it down to the last knuckle and waggled it inside me. I couldn't figure out why I was whispering. I was essentially being raped by some old man in a pub. I should have be shouting, but then I needed the job and I didn't want any trouble. “Alright boy just give me a quick kiss, eh?" He closed his eyes and leaned in. His old skinny face loomed closer as I saw the dark circles under his eyes and his puckered lips leaning in. His finger still deep in me scratching at my insides. I leaned i n and tried to get away with a little peck but one hand wrapped around my neck as he promptly pulled his dry finger straight out my hole making me shout out in pain. He seized the opportunity and I felt his tongue invade my mouth as he held my head tight in place. I allowed him to tongue me, a man old enough to be my grandfather. There was a cough from the door and my Boss was standing there crossed arms. “You can have as much fun as you want later lad, but right now I need to teach you how to pull a pint, eh,” he chuckled. “Sorry Steve, the boy couldn't keep his hands off me what was I to do?” chuckled the old man as he slunk out and headed back to the bar. My boss, Steve, walked up to me as I tried to figure out what had just happened and how I felt about it. “Listen kid, you are more than welcome to make out with the customers to get some good tips. I ain't gonna kick off about that. Just make sure you keep an eye on the bar as well. This is a business after all." I started to offer some apologies, to explain how he had forced himself on me, but Steve quickly put a finger on my lips, chuckled and commented “Listen, you can say whatever you want, but this seems to be telling me all I need to know, eh?" With that Steve gently squeezed my cock, which was rock hard, although still contained by the jock. I hadn't noticed. Why was that a turn on? What was happening? I wondered. “Now come on let's finish training you the bar,” said Steve as he put a big hairy arm round my shoulders and began walking me back to the bar and the waiting crowd.

Party on Saturday night- lots of drinking and some guys having sex. The one bearded cub I wanted got drunk early and went to sleep in a bedroom. I gave him an hour before I went in, pulled his jeans down and ate his ass. He woke up confused, but I kept tonguing him in the darkness and finally told him to get on his knees, which he did. I fucked him fast and hard, and shot a big dirty load in him deep. He just rolled over and fell back to sleep. Not sure he'll even remember what happened....lol

Guy I had fucked before in cruising lay-by . Got a message on Grindr asking if I was around , replied Yep (am self employed tradesman so fucking at short notice always possible - just tell the client I'm working for that there is an "emergency " , and ill be back shortly). He replied Im 1 load up , just the encouragement I needed. I got to the cruising ground and saw his car , but also a car of another young top with a large cock. Went in to the bushes and saw the younger top doing the walk of shame , I went further in to the bushes and saw the bottom still with his pants round his ankles (Its that old joke "Why do bottoms out cruising wear pants - to keep there ankles warm") He said the he had now got 2 loads , the hot top had cum back for seconds. His hot white ass glistens and are slippery with cum , i got a couple of fingers in him , sloppy and warm. I stuck my ripe cock in his mouth till he gagged. The previous top was hot (We've wanked and sucked in a group thing) , i'd love to fuck him too , but he's all top. He has a thick cock and when I've seen him fuck , he dumps deep inside. Knowing this I pushed the bottom against a tree , always one around when fucking in the woods. His ass was oozing cum , you could see it was very fresh as it was still thick and white. I do love the taste of other guy cum , i pulled the bottoms cheeks apart so I could get in deep. At this point I'm super hard - like an iron bar. I take the position and gently push in to his soft wet ass , it's like velvet. I can feel the other guys load , still thick and warm. I push the bottom down so that he he my ideal hight for going deep and grinding in to him My cock is flying in and out , no need for any lube with all the spunk in him , I'm sniffing poppers which makes me even harder. Finally Im at the point of no return and I put all my body weight on him so that my load goes as deep as possible. I stand there plugging his ass , then pull out and roughly finger his ass , mixing all the loads together . We have shared great intarmercy , but i still don't know his name. I leave him fingering his ass waiting for the next guy.

Hey guys this is Chapter 1 of a new story I wanted to write. There's not much action in this first chapter but it builds the scene. Hope you like and don't worry it will get messy pretty quickly. Its also inspired by a real pub I worked in when I was 18. The Pub - Chapter 1 They say change can be a good thing, but when a lot happens at once it can be overwhelming. I had just recently turned 18, had just moved into the city to attend University. I was in student accommodation and I was out walking the streets looking for work. I needed a job to pay bills and have a decent student life, after all my loan would only go so far and my mum wouldn't be in much of a position to help me out. I discovered, however, most of the stores in town had already hired their student workers. It seemed as if the entire uni had hit the town weeks earlier and taken all the good jobs. As I was slowly walking out the end of town back towards my new room, I came across a dank little pub on the edge of a cross roads. The building looked fairly rundown with a front door that had “Entry in the rear” painted across it. In the window was a little rainbow flag, suggesting it was a gay bar or something and next to it was a fresh advertisement for a bar man job. The notice said it was varied shift work and paid a working wage. In fairness I wasn't in a place to look a gift horse in the mouth so I followed the instructions and wandered round the back. There was a dark closed off alley which looked like it continued down to where barrels were stored; however I turned to the right and pushed open the door and stepped inside. The pub was darkly lit and as I walked in the attention of a few of the patrons perked up and stared at me. It was mid afternoon by this point and so the clientele were all in their early sixties at best, some sat along the bar talking to the barman, some hunched over their pints. I approached the barman, trying to ignore all the stares and asked him about the job in the window. He looked to be in his late forties and looked me up and down making me slightly uncomfortable. “You're a damn looker. I think you'll be very popular. I'll just shout the boss and he can give you an interview”. This got a couple of the men chuckling as they started to engage in conversation with me. Whilst the barman headed out the back and up some stairs I did my best to smile and chat with some of the guys at the bar. They inquired about where I had come from, never having seen me around before and I explained I was new to the area and studying. That got a few comments about me being fresh meat and a few more laughs about keeping an eye out for some of the pervs that come in here. I laughed somewhat reluctantly, but they didn't seem all that bad, and I appreciated that whilst they weren't my type, it seemed obvious that they didn't get younger guys in here very often. The barman came back down and told me to head up and that the boss was waiting. The old man closest too me patted my arse giving it a good squeeze and told me to knock them dead and that they were rooting for me. As I got to the top of the stairs I heard a gruff voice beckoning me in to the room on the right. It looked like a fairly nice living space, although it wasn't exactly kept nice and clean. I could see a lot of dishes stacked up in the kitchen and as I turned into the living room the place was cluttered with all sorts of boxes and props and various clothing and fetish gear. There seemed to be a variety of rubber and leather gear strewn around the room. Nothing that shocked me. While I was certainly young, I wasn't naive. While the contents of the room might have been a bit off, it was, after all, merely the room in which I'd be interviewed. On the far side of this large living room was a big torn up leather couch and sat to one side with his legs stretched out was a large beast of a man. He looked to be early fifties, scruffy hair and a big beard. He had a tight wife beater on with a huge bush of chest hair bursting out of all sides and was wearing torn baggy shorts. He stood up and took a few steps towards me palm outstretched. We shook hands; or rather he shook most of my arm with his powerful shake and pointed me to the couch to sit. “So you're looking for some work eh?” he asked giving me a look up and down as I sat down. “You know this is a gay pub right?” I nodded and explained I understood and it wasn't a problem. I explained my situation, having just moved down for University, single mum at home and needed to support myself, no luck in town, etc. “Well I'd be happy to help you out,” he said as he made himself more comfortable lifting a leg up onto the sofa and leaning back getting a better look at me, "but you should know that we do all sorts of events here and you would need to follow a dress code every now and then." His baggy torn shorts slowly fell down his arched leg and I could see he wasn't wearing any underwear. In fact I could actually see he was circumcised and had a large floppy shaft nestling over some huge hairy balls. I tried to focus on his face and desperately tried to pay attention to what he said. “Erm yes that's fine, I'd be happy to wear whatever uniform you require." “Right stand up for me” he said as he adjusted his crotch and rose with me. “Arms up” he commanded and I obeyed without question as he grabbed my -shirt and lifted it up over my head with a quick motion. He gave a little whistle and ran a chubby thick finger down my chest and along my abs. “Damn kiddo you've got a killer body, do you work out a lot?" I blushed, both at the compliment and that I was suddenly topless in front of a stranger in a random house during a job interview. “Erm, yes, I work out a few times a week, but nothing over the top. I have played sports most of my life so I just have a good body, I guess." He was rubbing his hands up and down my abs now and then grabbed my hips and turned me around, his hands went back to my chest and began working my nipples. I couldn't control myself and moaned softly. He chuckled. “So you're a sensitive little scamp too eh? That's good to know. The patrons will love seeing that, right now the rest please," he remarked, his hands unbuttoning my jeans, allowing them to drop to the floor, leaving me standing in my lucky yellow jock bare arse practically pressed into his crotch. “Well hello! I guess this tells me what position you played in sports, eh?" he chuckled, giving my bare arse cheek a squeeze before running his finger between the cheeks, grazing my hole. “Well lad, you look perfect. Great body great attitude, That's the main thing.” Spinning me around, he took my hand, walking me back to sit back down with him on the couch. “Ideally I'd like you to start as soon as possible. There's a shift going tonight if you're keen. I can show you the ropes and if you do a good job and keep the customers entertained and drinking then I think we have a deal”. I spluttered my thanks back to him and shook his hand again. Okay, it wasn't exactly a conventional job interview but I had a trial shift and could start straight away. We both stood up and I bent over to grab my clothes. He had obviously tried to assist as he accidentally bumped into my back side as he clearly had stood too close to me. “Whoops sorry boy” he said as he took my hips in his hand and slowly pulled me up into him, chuckling “Daddy's got you, don't worry.” I laughed politely as I put on my jeans and t-shirt while he watched. I shook his hand one last time as he looked at me fondly and he told me to head back down to begin work at 8:00. “Go home, grab a shower and just come back in what you are wearing. You don't need to put in any effort." I thanked him again and headed back downstairs, and, in passing through the pub the guys at the counter asked how it went. I confirmed I had a trial shift that night at 8:00. “Oh lovely,” said the guy who had patted my bum. “I'll look forward to seeing you then” he winked. I left and walked out the pub heading home to get ready for my first shift, with no clue as to how a simple bar job would bring even more change to my life.

This just happened and I wanted to share Had a hot military/muscle top who was passing through my city hit me up on Grindr. Had been driving cross country and wanted to drop a load before getting back on the road. He asks me if I’m down to take a load and I give him my address. He gives me clear instructions on what he wants—ass up, hitting poppers, and my hole nice and sloppy with boy butter. I leave the door unlocked and follow his instructions. Fifteen minutes later I hear him come in and he walks into my room. Strips real quick and comes up to my head and has me gagging on his cock to get him lubed up. He then slides into my greased up hole and begins fucking my brains out. Pushing my face down into the pillow. About 10 minutes after he starts fucking me, I think I hear the door to my place open but don’t think anything off it. He starts calling me a slut and faggot. And asking me if I want his load. As I’m begging for his load, this ripped mid-20s stud walks into my room naked—cock dripping precum. At this point, I’m so confused but turned on. The guy fucking me tells me that he was driving cross country with a straight buddy and his friend was waiting in the car while he fucked me. Before he came into my place he told his friend if he got bored or horny he could come and join. He hadn’t told me any of this beforehand. His straight friend starts face fucking me as the top in my ass pounds away. As his friend gets close the straight guy starts egging him on and telling him to “breed that faggot.” At this point I’m so turned on. The guy fucking me picks up the pace and shoves me down on his friend’s cock as he blows a huge load in my ass. He quickly pulls out and his friend slides into my ass without asking. The first top grabs my phone and starts filming his buddy fucking his load into my ass. The straight guy fucks me for about two minutes and then blows his load in my ass. “Thanks for that faggot.” Currently sitting here with their loads running out of my ass and hitting poppers. Wasn’t planning on being a cumdump today but now I’m thinking about inviting some more guys over.

Recently I got an amazing opportunity through work, to travel to las vegas for a week for a variety of conferences. The schedule was fairly tight, but I had that thursday evening entirely to myself and wanted to have some fun. A bit of searching showed a few local spots, and I settled on a place called Entourage, which seemed to be the best spot to find guys. I paid for a locker, poppers, and some lube, and was able to select a towel to indicate I was a bottom, which was a nice touch I wish my local spots had. They had big condom dispensers with free condoms and I grabbed one before stripping and putting my things in a locker. I stepped into the facilities and was a bit disheartened at first. There were very few guys here, most of them seemed to be gathered in the sauna and hot tub areas, and after some searching I found the dark room and play areas were much smaller than what I was used to at the baths back home. I found my way to the sling and darkroom area, and sniffed my poppers waiting for someone to come. I didnt wait long, as a man in his 60s came in and took his towel off while standing in a corner. intent on being more aggressive, I reached out for his cock, and seconds later hit my knees to suck it. He had multiple peircings, which was very odd, but his cock was decent sized and I was enjoying sucking it. I only got to do so for about a minute, as he came very quickly and filled my mouth, practically running out of the room as he did. I saw several guys walk in, moving to a rubber curtain that sealed off the pitch black dark room. I followed into the darkness, reaching around me, and started jerking the first cock I found. I wasnt pushed away, so I began sucking the cock in the dark. Others came close and I found myself using my hands to jerk off men to the side as the cock in my mouth swelled. It was fairly thin but nice and long, probably around 8 inches. And once it was rock hard I opened my condom and slipped it on him. He didnt need any instruction, spinning me around and bending me over, and I felt his cock slip inside of me. Between the others in the room, the complete anonymity of it, and the size of him I came the second he bottomed out. I grunted and moaned as he fucked me good and deep, after several minutes pulling out and nutting all over my ass cheeks. Everyone left the room, and I took the opportunity to grab another condom, and put some more lube on my hole. Returning to the slingroom I saw a very heavyset black man, easily 6foot 5, with a bearded bear bottom trying to back onto his cock. His efforts seemed to fail, and he left, and the larger gent made his way to the dark room curtain, with me following. As I found his cock in the dark the problem was evident, it was short but very thick, and my mouth strained as I hit my knees. Once I knew it was hard I tried to put the condom on, but after multiple tries he ended up having to do it. Taking a huge hit of poppers I stood up and slowly backed onto his cock. I was horny, lubed, on poppers, and had just been fucked, so his cock just slid right to the hilt up my ass in one motion. He stood completely still as I fucked myself onto him. He came fairly quickly, and left as two other men came in. One of them rubbed my ass and felt the lube there. It for sure turned him on, as he pressed me up against the wall and fingered my ass while sucking on my neck. I writhed as he fingered my hole, incredibly turned on, and when he tried to spin me around I flung myself to the wall and presented my ass to him, and was rewarded with a nice big cock opening its way up me bareback. Id have prefered to grab another condom, but it felt awesome being fucked by a total stranger in the dark. I reached my hands to the sides and felt two other cocks in the dark, and struggled to jerk them both as I was being fucked against the wall. I heard whispers and then in a louder voice one of them said "Hey man can I cum real quick?" I didnt know who was speaking but it sounded like a gent at my side, so I said yes at the same time as my top. I realized what they meant as he pulled out, and the other dude slipped his cock into my raw ass and immediately started cumming. It was so fucking hot I was rock hard immediately, and when he left the previous cock made its way back inside me and busted his nut. I wiggled my ass for the third, but I guess he wasnt into it because he left with the others.... more to come.

I don’t know if I wouls say I get a high from ass-to-mouth, but it definitely has an effect on me. I think it has more to do with my submissive desire for humiliation - when a Top has defiled my slit with his organ and then pulls it out dripping white with the proof, holds it under my nose and says “This was just in your ass, you whore, now clean it with your tongue,” he’s reminding me that not only has he degraded my body, but also that my ass has another, non-sexual function, and only the lowest, most worthless man would allow that cock to enter his mouth. Then I open my mouth, wrap my tongue around his shaft, and taste his cum and my ass juices together, and I know exactly what I am. And once I’ve done it, it’s all over for me. There’s no way back from that. I will always know that I let another man dominate me like a bitch, leave his DNA deep inside me, and make me clean his cock that had just been deep inside the place where my dung comes out with my tongue. Once I’ve done it I don’t have any excuse to refuse, so this is just the beginning for me... and each Top who makes me will degrade me further than I was before, until... ? Is there even a bottom that can be reached? Is there any place I can go where men will look at me and say, “He can’t sink any lower”? Because then one of them could just fuck my ass and then fuck my mouth, and I’d go lower still. I don’t know if that counts as a high, but it ... motivates me...

Back when I was in college I used to get tucked bareback regularly by one of the residents at the university hospital. He was a hot, hairy Colombian doctor with a thick uncut cock that always needed attention. Since I lived a 5 minute walk from the hospital he used to call me whenever he was horny and had time (usually on the overnight shift) and I’d come and suck his cock and he’d fuck me and leave his load in my ass. We did it all over the hospital - on-call room, bathroooms, supply closets, the lab, wherever he was working. It was always the same: he’d call, I’d come, suck him hard and wet, he’d fuck me, seed my hole and that would be it until the next time he needed service. Never once did we use a condom. He was an arrogant, selfish asshole and I loved it. I was so infatuated with him I followed him around like a puppy dog and couldn’t get enough of him using me like that. We tried going on a couple of dates but we both realized the arrangement we already had was hotter and worked better for both of us. Years later I ran into him by total chance at another hospital in another city. He told me he was married now and had kids but still asked me if I wanted to suck has dick really quick for old time’s sake. And of course I did...

I’ve dated many addictions in my life, sex weed nicotine being the ones visited every day for a long, long, time. But, recently when the Mrs. was away for several days of travel I decided to go over the edge, and have my first date with Tina. I thought about it a lot and questioned whether I was finally headed down that last path, but the urge to be with men having sex, raw, unfiltered, unchained and fucking with Tina, simply became too much. About two weeks in advance of our first date I begin to cruise online in the usual places for local guys having parT’s, and hit upon a local slut and his pals, who were planning to date her, as it turned out, when the wife was away. I was typically indecisive about acting out and showing up for the first date, but as the week went on, and I chatted with Steve, the bottom slut, I got in my mind that it would be all right to just breathe and a couple clouds maybe take a hit just to see where it took me. Night after night when the Mrs. was asleep I turn on porn on my iPad, and watched guys play with, and high on her, as their cocks, mouths and asses drooled in her presence. When the big night came my mind was crazed, and so more than anything I needed to act out, and meet her. I went over to Steve’s house at about seven and was greeted by him and three other guys, barely dressed or undressed, the chemical sweet-sick smell of Tina’s perfume already present. Beyond his living room was his bedroom/ playpen and Steve suggested that i get naked and that the party continue there. The others got up and everyone started to move to the bedroom and I started to shed my clothes. My head was pounding and so was my cock , to which I had already strapped my silicon cock and ball stretchers firmly. I took a deep breath and smelled her, and took another and smelled her some more. Perhaps I got a faint buzz, perhaps not but all I could think of was getting back into that bedroom. I’m pretty sure I remember letting the other guys know that I was truly a novice, and this was my firsttime with Tina. Everyone was very cool and told me that I should feel free to try a line, take a hit of a cloud or a booty bump if I was into that. Everyone then got down to partying and playing with Tina but i held back. Cock sucking rimming, and preparing Steve and his hole for play was what I remember next. I was lost in the fascination as I took cock in my mouth and had my dick sucked as well, pulling, chewing nipples and beginning to play. As we were doing this, someone in the room with the pipe blew out the clouds of her rare perfume. The pipe was passed my way but I held up the palm of my hand as a way of saying I’ll pass, and it was handed to someone else. Plenty of bottles of poppers were around and so I grabbed a bottle and took a few blasts, then put down the bottle and took a few deep breath‘s of the air that surrounded me, loving and lusting for the effect At some point in time I found myself laying on my back, and Steve was straddled on top of me 69 style his ass looking over me, his cock and his balls in my mouth as I began to suck him off. Above me Steve’s hole was being worked open by hungry tongues and a booty bump greedily fingered inside of him. He groaned with pleasure and i sucked his thick drooping cock deep in my throat.. pulling him out, and coming up for air my mouth was foaming with phlem and i found another cock head dipping onto my mouth, and wiping my thick spit all over Steve’s asshole. As play continued I still thought about my first date with Tina, when it would be and how it would be, but I knew that it would be. A short time later, the pipe again passed my head, and to the side of me one of the guys whose fine dick i was sucking on, fired it up. - Now was the time, do it now I thought - and so I pulled his dick out of my mouth and told him to bend down and put his mouth on mine. He got the idea, bent down and shotgunned me as I inhaled Tina deeply in my lungs. He kept right on going and stuck his tongue down my throat and we passionately French kissed Tina still coming out of his mouth. He passed the pipe and another guy who did the same thing to me. Uncertain of what would happen, I just lay back and sucked on Steve’s balls while someone from above began to fuck his hole. Another cock was down my mouth and I continued in this manner for a few minutes wondering, and waiting for Tina to arrive. I have to say the sensation, was slow at first as I just tried to wrap my mind around what I had done, waiting for the rush, and at the same time laying in disbelief that the porn that I endlessly watched was happening before me, and with me. Heat spread through me, my heart pumping a bit faster, and my cock which Steve had been sucking, throbbing in anticipation. I guess you could say that the dam broke and my date with Tina was full on, as without warning I picked up my head, my mouth positioned directly onto Steve’s ass, and I sucked and rimmed him as deeply as I could, and for all I was worth. His asshole dripping with my spit, one of the guys easily slid his cock all the way inside and I began to lick on his balls and ass as he fucked Steve. This seemed to go on for a long time where I would endlessly suck on cock pulled out of Steve’s ass, Steve’s spit dripping down on my balls and ass. An hour or so later as i felched a load out of Steve’s ass, my beard all caked with cock, mouth and ass snot, i realized how hot my first date with Tina really was. Laying around, getting ready for my second date of the night, i was lost in deep dark anticipation....

After The Folsom Street Fair The Folsom Street Fair is held in San Francisco, on the last Sunday in September. About 8 blocks of Folsom Street are blocked off (no traffic allowed). No matter what your kink happens to be, you’ll likely see it represented here. You’ll see wall-to-wall men (and some women) sporting every kind of leather gear imaginable as well as some men wearing nothing at all. Plus, right there in broad daylight, you’ll see dick sucking, fucking, fisting, masturbation, bondage, and BDSM, not to mention booths selling leather goods and all manner of food and drink. From year to year the weather can be anywhere from sunny and hot to cold and foggy. So, be prepared for either one. When the fair ends at 6 o’clock, the men scatter to the various bars, or head back to their homes or hotels to prepare for a night out at the sex clubs. After getting cleaned up (inside and out), I got something to eat, then donned my standard outfit, consisting of boots, a leather vest, my bare ass leather chaps, and my leather motorcycle jacket. But, what fun is a sex club without some good hard drugs to super fuel your way through hours and hours of non stop fucking and sucking ? Crystal meth is my drug of choice. Before I leave the house, I like to get Spun-As-Fuck. I load up my bubbler pipe with good quality crystals, then I stand in front of the bathroom mirror so I can watch myself hitting the glass pipe. My favorite method is to suck my lungs full of meth smoke, then blow the smoke into a condom. Next, I suck the clouds out of the condom, then blow them back into the condom, repeating the process about 20 times. That way, instead of blowing the clouds out into the air, I get the full impact of those 20 hits penetrating my lungs. Now, the meth is coursing through my entire body, and my heart is beating fast. Holy Fuck it feels good ! It feels so good that I want to repeat the whole process, and I do, 3 more times, sucking the equivalent of about 60 additional hits into my lungs. That’s more like it. I can actually HEAR my heart beating ! I got to the sex club early enough to find a parking place. After signing in and paying the entry fee, I checked my jacket, and bought a bottle of water which I chugged down, immediately. Gotta stay hydrated. The place was fairly crowded, already, and the slings were all occupied. I stopped to watch the men moaning and groaning as they hit the poppers and got their holes pounded. I like watching almost as much as participating. Before long, I needed to to take a piss, so I wandered into the restroom area, and found an empty stall. Instead of using the toilet, I aimed the head of my dick at the mouth of my empty water bottle and filled it with my high octane chem piss. The bottle couldn’t hold all of it, so I took a few swallows, then refilled the bottle. Now, I had a good supply of meth to suck on and keep me spun throughout the night. Every once in a while I took a swig. Whenever the bottle was empty, I bought a new bottle of water, and I made regular trips back and forth from the restroom, refilling my empty bottle with my own chem piss. I happened by the slings just as a guy was leaving. I quickly claimed it before somebody else beat me to it. A steady stream of men wandered through the sling room, and, almost immediately, a beefy looking black guy had his hand on my ass. Since I didn’t protest, he started unbuckling his belt. His dick was cut and about average length, but it was extremely thick. More and more guys gathered around, wanting to see how well I could take something that size. The management of this club was kind of strict about using condoms, and this guy managed to get one of the cheap sex club condoms onto his fat dick, but as soon as he shoved into my hole, he said that the condom broke. No surprise. So, he put on a new condom. Same thing. After his fat dick destroyed a third condom, he gave up and just fucked me bareback, making me moan like a whore. His super thick cock really stretched my tweaking hole, and I was sure that my eyes were rolling back in my head. It wasn’t long before he started gasping, and his whole body jerked as he pumped his load into me. The next guy who stepped up was a white guy who was very tall, and he appeared to be at least 20 years older than I. The fat dicked black guy who had just fucked me, was standing by the sling, watching. He must have seen the older guy’s dick before because he handed me a bottle of poppers, and said, “Here. You’re gonna need these.” I was lucky that the black guy had already opened me up because this guy’s dick was thicker than average, and it had to have been at least 10 inches long. He took his time, entering me slowly, going a little deeper with each thrust, as I hit the poppers again and again. I let out a loud moan when his dick head hit my inner ring. FUCK, that was the first time I had ever felt anything like that ! I guess he didn’t want to cum yet because he fucked me a little while longer, then pulled out and walked away. Immediately, another black guy stepped up. He was of average height and weight, with an average size dick. Before I could get more than one hit of poppers, he shoved right into me and piston fucked me, his thighs slapping hard against my ass. When he shot his load, he grunted and groaned, holding his dick all the way in me, and I could actually feel the jets of cum splattering my insides. When his balls were drained, he slowly pulled his dick out of my ass, and I could feel this hot come oozing out of me. I took a big swig from my bottle of chem piss. A tall Jewish looking guy had been standing just inches away from the side of the sling. He had his dick out, and he was stroking it. I reached over and stroked it for him. He told me that he wanted to fuck me from behind, so I climbed out of the sling, and got on my hands and knees on a padded bench that was located on the opposite wall from the slings. His dick was bigger than average, but, with 2 loads of cum in me, it was easy for me to take him pounding my hole. When he finished pumping his load deep in my ass, he pulled his dick out, and I decided to take a break. By now, my water bottle of chem piss was empty, so I bought another bottle of plain water, and chugged it down, then hit the restroom again to refill it with my chem piss. Now, I could really feel the drugs (tweaking ?), and my total inhibitions led me into the watersports room. A big clawfoot bathtub sat in the middle of the room and, against the far wall was a long piss trough. Beside the trough, a guy was down on his knees, while another guy stood right in front of him, his dick in the guy’s mouth, feeding him a generous load of piss, right from the tap. Taking my cue from them, I decided to sit on the edge of the clawfoot tub, and wait for other guys to come in, to see what would happen. I didn’t have to wait long, at all. This super hot guy, decked out in black, white, and blue motocross leathers, walked in with the intention of using the piss trough …………….until he saw me. He stepped up to the far side of the tub and pulled out his dick. I immediately went down on my knees, in the tub, and took his dick in my mouth, guzzling his warm piss as fast as I could swallow. I must have done a good job because he came back numerous times to unload down my throat. Several other men fed my throat, as well. Now, my own bladder was full to bursting. Just as I was climbing out of the bathtub, ready to use the piss trough, a big, burly daddy bear in full leather walked in, leading a very young looking boy on a leash. I stood with my back against the wall, and I pulled out my dick, The daddy motioned for his boy to kneel in front of me, which he immediately did. I placed one hand on the back of the boy’s head, and as soon as soon as I stuck my dick in his mouth, I let loose with a huge load of chem piss. I could hear him gulping it down, managing to swallow almost all of it. I knew it would be no more than 15 or 20 minutes until the meth kicked in, turning him into an insatiable little fuck hole. I wandered around the club for a while, even though it was so crowded that it was sometimes hard just to make my way through. It was a relief to escape outside to the patio where I could get some fresh air. As I walked down the steps, I saw a very hot looking man leaning against the far wall, smoking a cigar. He was in full leather including a muir cap and codpiece pants, with a very large, bulging pouch. I walked over to where he was, and he simply pointed to the ground in front of him, indicating that he wanted me on my knees. I was happy to oblige. With one quick tug, he popped all the snaps on his leather pouch, letting his big helmet headed donkey dick burst out and flop around. Lucky me. When he pointed to his big dick, it didn’t take a genius to understand that he wanted me to suck it. I gladly took it in my mouth and went to work on it, feeling it growing ever bigger the more I sucked it. Suddenly, with both of his hands on the back of my head, he jammed his big donkey dick into the back of my throat, holding it there as I held my breath and struggled, until I thought I might pass out. Finally, he pulled his dick back and let me take a few breaths before he shoved his cock into my throat, again. All the while, a large group of men were watching, keeping a respectable distance, many of them stroking their cocks and huffing poppers. Next, he pulled his rock hard cock out of my mouth, and turned me around. Beside us, there was a bench, maybe 2 1/2 feet high. He grabbed my right leg and lifted it up, placing my foot on top of the bench, spreading my bare ass and exposing my tweaking hole. I was glad that he gave me a bottle of poppers and ordered me to huff them continuously, because it hurt like hell when his huge dong started pushing into me. After the big helmet head popped inside my hole, it was a lot easier to take, though I could feel his cock growing even bigger as he pushed deeper inside my hole, making me moan long and loud. Usually, I’m hungry to have a cock fucking me all night long, and I’ve been gang banged more than a few times, but this stud was so big that all I wanted was for him to hurry up and give me his load and pull out, which, of course, he finally did. I decided that that was enough for one night. I picked up my jacket and backpack from the coatcheck. I fumbled around in my backpack, found my favorite butt plug, and inserted it for the drive home.

Only from a perspective that places the value of the individual above the value of the society, or of the species. An eye for an eye eventually leaves everyone blind. A man learns he cannot always do whatever he wants when he is a child of three. To try to do so at all times inevitably brings conflict with others whose equal right to do what they want at all times is incompatible, and the only solution is homicide or warfare. Your fate is determined by a million factors every minute, most of which you are unaware. And one does not believe in science; one may place his trust in the scientific method, but science, by its very nature, can never offer up an absolute truth - it must always allow for the possibility that new data will disprove the prevailing theory. There are those points of human experience, however, that demand the certainty of concrete truth, and for those places beyond the reach of science we apply the antithesis of science: Faith. There is, after all, a reason why Laveyan-style s a t a n i s m never became a major world religion - It isn’t practical.

Had a good weekend with the new-ish boyfriend (open sexually). He bred me twice (after a couple weekends of having trouble making that happen - for various reason), and I sucked him off probably 4-5 times, mostly on the couch during a break in Netflix. Heading up to Chicago next weekend to celebrate my birthday with the bf and a couple other friends. We'll be doing Steamworks bear day on Saturday afternoon and then a couple bars that night. If you'll be in Chicago and around that day, let me know.

PART 3: Once my tennis buddy started college, he kept dating girls and joined a fraternity. He didn't respond to any of my communications, which was fine, I tried a few times and stopped bothering him. I suspected he had found a groove he was happy with or was simply trying to go deeper into the closet due to the pressures from the frat brothers. I went out to dinner, or rather, drinks mostly with a couple buddies one night and low and behold there was a large table of frat guys all sitting together loudly drinking and enjoying themselves and there he was amongst them. My little hispanic tennis player, Eric. I thought, well, I'll just text him so that if we do happen to run into each other inside the bar he wouldn't be caught off guard. I just simply texted,"Fair warning, I'm here in the bar and saw you at the big table with your frat bros." It took about 5 minutes before he responded with,"Dude! Don't come up to me or anything they don't know about that part of my life." I shot back a text,"I'm not going to out you, you dumbass. You were a good fuck, but that's it." I kept on having fun with my buddies and we decided to get the check and head out to the club. We were out dancing and I had switched to water as soon as I got to the club because I was driving. We danced for a few hours and about midnight or 1AM, my buddies became too sloppy drunk to continue, which was fine with me. It was time I got them back to their apartments. I dropped off my last buddy at his place and when I got back into the car I saw I had a voicemail. I opened it up and of course it was my tennis player. He was obviously drunk. He was apologizing for his earlier text at the bar and asked me where I was and to please call him. I went ahead and called him and he didn't answer so I assumed he passed out. But he called back a few seconds later. He was still drunk and said he was at his dad's house because he was out of town and wanted me to come by. I told him,"no, you're drunk and you'll regret it later." He started begging me and telling me he just wanted to say sorry, that he didn't want to do anything with me. Yeah right, I thought. I went ahead and went to his dad's house though and he met me at the door in his skinny jeans and no shirt. barely able to stand. I grabbed him and took him to his bedroom, he was slurring his words apologizing for not responding to my texts or emails and for his behavior at the bar. I kinda rolled my eyes and just kept saying everything was okay, it wasn't a big deal and I wasn't mad at him. He said he had to pee, but he fell into the wall as soon as he got up from the bed. I grabbed him before he hit the ground and drug his little 120 pound frame into the bathroom and quite easily pulled his pants down and held him and his uncut cock in place so he could piss. When he finished, I pulled his underwear back up but left his pants undone. I scooped him up and took him back to bed. I laid him down and pulled off his skinny jeans and socks and tucked him under the covers. I went to the kitchen and got him water and grabbed a little trashcan from the bathroom in case he needed to puke. This wasn't my first rodeo when it came to babysitting someone wasted. He was sound asleep and snoring when I got back to his room. I woke him up and kindof forced him to drink a cup of water. I told him that I had to leave but he wouldn't let me go. He was trying to kiss me and unbutton my pants. But he was too far gone. Based on our past history and how bad he wanted my cock I thought about just ripping his underwear off, fucking the hell out of him and leaving. But...maybe I had a little soft spot for the kiddo. I told him I'd get naked and get in bed with him to stay the night if he promised he wouldn't do anything except cuddle and go the fuck to sleep. He agreed, thinking I'd be weak and give in. He was partially correct. I shucked my clothes, got under the covers and yanked his underwear off. He and I both were sporting erections. He immediately went down on my cock and engulfed it with his small mouth. "eh, why not, I'll let him suck me for awhile since he'd never done that to me before," I went weak for it. I don't cum from blowjobs, they feel great but they don't make me cum, so after letting him suck me very enthusiastically for about 15 minutes, I could tell he was getting tired, so I pulled his head back up to the pillow and told him,"no more, you promised just cuddling, so go to sleep." He said,"please? just let me make you cum in my mouth?" I grabbed his naked ass and pulled his body into mine and put his face next to me and I kissed him. It was a very intimate kiss, and made me want to plow into his boyhole so so so badly but I didn't. I held him in place until he stopped fighting it and he immediately fell asleep. I stroked his naked body for an hour or more and rubbed his hole with my fingers and spit before I too fell asleep. That next morning, I woke up with him still tightly snuggled against me. I started stoking his body again, running my hands all over him from his ankles to his ears, I touched him everywhere. He woke up with a steel erection against my thigh. It took him a minute before everything from last night fully sank in. He was sober now, and not much hungover. He started apologizing again and asked if we had sex. I said,"no, but you sure wanted to." He started crying. I didn't know what to do really so I just held him and told him it was okay. He told me how he had been with his girlfriend since he started the fraternity and he loved her and loved fucking her, but it just wasn't the same, and he missed me. I asked him if he missed "me" or just missed me fucking him. He just looked at me for a minute and finally said,"I, I, I don't know." I kissed him and his body became putty in my hands. I asked him if he still wanted me now that he was sober and he moaned and said,"please? just do whatever you want to me." That was a green light for me. I laid him on his back and started kissing him again, and made my way down his body with my mouth until I got to his cock. His back arched and he groaned hard as he grabbed onto my head while I sucked him balls deep into my mouth. I got his cock wet enough that the spit dribbling down his balls was easily caught with my fingers and quickly transported to his tight hole where I slowly began working my fingers into his ass. I opened his hole up while I continued sucking his beautiful rock hard uncut cock, enjoying copious amounts of precum from him. Once I found his prostate his body began thrashing against me like waves on the edge of a cliff. I was unmoving as his body pushed and pulled against me. He was moaning and breathing hard and began telling me how good my fingers felt and he was getting close to cumming. I redoubled my efforts on his prostate and cock and true to his word he let out a loud and an uncontrollable," OH FUUUUCKKK!" as he began shooting ropes of cum into my mouth. I greedily swallowed all of it. He was panting and basically completely out of energy as he laid still while I kept my fingers buried in his little ass and my mouth never left his cock. His cock started to go soft, but as I kept stroking his prostate he got hard again in just a couple of minutes. I had added a third finger into his hole and decided I had enough spit down there, he was ready for my cock. I removed my fingers and kept sucking him while I grabbed his legs behind his knees and pushed his knees up to his chest exposing his wet hole. My cock was already at his entrance rubbing my mushroom head against his slick opening. I began to push forward while I held his legs against him and my cock head finally popped into his outter ring. He moaned hard and I began thrusting my thick head in and out of his hole. He was saying,"oh god, oh shit. fuck. oh fuck." He was definitely enjoying it so far. So I began to push my iron hard red bull can thick cock harder into him. I was hitting his inner ring and it wasn't opening up for me. He said,"wait wait wait, it hurts, you're too thick." I reminded him that he's taken my cock many times before and to just breath, and push out, that the pain will be worth it once I'm all the way up his hole. He did as instructed and grabbed onto my arms that were holding his legs in place. He began to push out and breath and my cock started pushing past his tight inner ring, it gave way and I pushed past it and kept going until my balls were smashed against his ass cheeks and I was buried deep inside him. He was squeezing my arms hard and saying,"oh god, you're so fucking thick. You're tearing me open." I held myself as deep in him as possible for a minute as I slowly started kissing his lips as he breathed hard into my mouth. He finally started to relax a bit and gently kissed me back. A few minutes longer and we were passionately making out. His hands were carassing my arms now and I started to pull my cock out an inch or two and push back into him. He was still very tight, and having just spit for lube the friction against my entire cock felt beyond good. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out for long. I was fucking in and out of his ass at a fairly good pace when I almost came in him. I immediately stopped and felt a little bit of cum pour out of my cock inside him. He stopped kissing me and asked if I came inside him. I said,"a little, but I'm not done." He said,"don't cum in me this time please? I don't want to give my girlfriend anything." I pulled my cock out of him and saw his hole clench up tight. He said,"wait, you can keep fucking me, just pull out when you cum." "Oh, I'm not done fucking your pussy yet," I said as I turned him over onto his belly and pulled his ass into the air. I started pushing my cock back into his hole and he moaned like a girl. I grabbed his thin hips and started plowing into him. He had one hand grabbing onto the headboard and the other hand stroking his cock. I was fucking his hole hard now and my hips were slapping against his ass, as my thick cock pounded in and out of him. I looked down at his small frame. His back was tight and lean, his muscles were taut as I continued my assault on his hole. His face was against the mattress with his mouth open groaning, it was too much. It was too fucking hot. I plowed into him so fast there was no turning back and I blew a massive load inside him, all the while pistoning my rod in and out of him. I don't think he noticed I came in him since I never slowed down. I quickly pulled out of him and flipped him onto his back. I hopped off the bed and within a few seconds yanked his limp smooth body to the edge of the mattress and rammed my cock up his ass. He gasped out loud and grabbed his cock and started to jerk off as I kept fucking him. In this position my thick mushroom head was beating his prostate repeatedly. He had a steady stream of precum leaking out onto his belly and he was looking directly into my eyes as his body was being rammed into. He was breathing so hard he could barely get the words out,"I'm fucking gonna cum dude." "FUCK man! Keep fucking me. Fuck my ass." "Oh shit,"he said,"fuck man, oh god, I'm cumming." "Blow your load boy!" I told him,"fucking shoot that cum all over yourself faggot." He started moaning a long deep,"ahhhhhhrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh" as he began spraying watery milky cum all over his smooth caramel skin. It was a massive amount, I couldn't believe it since it had just been maybe 30-40 minutes since I swallowed his first load. The sight was too overwhelming, I looked down at my huge cock pounding in and out of his tiny ass and all the cum he was shooting onto his body and I lost it. I barely had time to tell him,"I'm gonna cum!" He made no attempt to get away, he was still shooting small amounts of jizz out of his cock and looking directly into my eyes, I told him for the last time,"I'm cumming, I'm gonna cum! .... OH FUCK! I'm breeding your fucking hole man, oh shit! Fuck!" I was blowing load after load up his wrecked hole when I noticed his face as we kept eye contact, he was clenching his hole around my cock as I continued shooting inside him, I picked up the pace and was fucking in and out of his ass. His hole was incredibly slick from all my cum that my cock was sliding so fast in and out, in and out, in and out, watching my thick cock covered in cum going so quickly back and forth into his hole, it was a mere minute before I felt another load coming and that was it, I came again. I started blowing yet another load into him. This time, I didn't say anything, my body told him what was happening, my body was jerking and tensing as I loaded him a second time in a row. Making it the third time I bred his ass within the last hour. I collapsed onto him and pushed his body further up the bed so that I could get onto the mattress without pulling my cock out of him. We laid there completely worn out. I was still hard and inside him. I just laid down on top of his cum soaked body. It felt good. I wanted him cum on my skin, and I wanted to feel it between out bodies. He pulled his legs up with the little strength he had and locked his ankles around my waist as we laid there. He finally half said, half whispered,"I think I missed you...and your cock." He kept his girlfriend. And we became monogomous for a good year, monogomy in the sense that he was the only guy I fucked bareback and I was the only guy he let fuck and breed him.

So was it really rape if I loved it? Hey everyone, I'm new to this forum. I recently have been peeking on here without having an account but I need to share this story with y'all that happened to me 2 months ago. Excuse my grammar, English isn't my first language. Ok, so here we go... I'm a 24 year old cumdump slut from Holland, I started having sex when I was 15 and had lots of it. I must have taken over 300+ cocks already. I've done alot of crazy hardcore things but something that has never happened to me before happened 2 months ago and I can't stop thinking about it. So I went out to a club on friday in Amsterdam with 2 friends, I knew that I would end up at some guy's place on my knees with his cock down my throat and my ass up in the air for him, cause that's what always happens. We got there a little late and it was super crowded, one of my friends went to this club before but for me and my other friend it was our first time at this club. The moment I walked in I felt alot of eyes staring at me and I'm usually a shy kind of guy, so we went over to the bar and got ourselves some drinks so I could feel a little more comfortable. I was talking to a few guys when this older guy approached me and offered to buy me a drink, so I said yes. He came back with my drink and I already was kind of drunk. We started talking and he told me he thought I was sexy. He kind of wouldn't let me alone for the entire time wherever I went he just came after me. I asked him how old he was and he told me he had just turned 40. He introduced me to 3 of his friends that came with him. I sat down and talked to them they seemed like nice guys. About 30 minutes later I started feeling really really dizzy and felt like I was about to pass out. I tried to go find my friends but I was a total mess and felt like I could barely take care of myself and the guy that kept chasing me kept telling me to sit down and he would look out for me and told me I was gonna be fine. Next thing I know the guy told me he lived 10 minutes away from the club and told me I could crash at his place and sober up a little. As I said I could barely even take care of myself at this point and asked him to find my friends or call them and he said he informed them. So he took my hand and got us out of there. As we gotten outside I just felt worse and worse to the point I was about to have a panic attack, I asked him if he had drugged me and he told me no. He told me he was gonna help me and take care of me. So about some time later we arrived at his apartment and as I got in he put me on his bed, he offered me a glass of water and told me I was gonna be alright. Next thing I know I start falling asleep on his bed but I can hear him opening the door and hearing footsteps, his 3 friends walked into the bed room and started undressing. Now, I am the biggest cumdump slut I know but this situation completely freaked me out. I was hopeless and could barely even stand on my feet. The guy who owns the place walks in and starts undressing me and I felt terrified because I never had felt this way before. I was definitely drugged and super drunk. From there on I can't remember exactly what happened but I remember when the second guy got his way with me and started fucking me I started feeling really really happy and I realized I was drugged and getting raped and suddenly my feelings of fear and hopelessness turned into this feeling of happiness and excitement. I asked the guy to please fuck me harder and he started fucking me the hardest I've ever been fucked. I heard him say "We got a good one tonight" and I begged him to cum inside me. Then the other 2 guys took turns fucking me as I moaned and begged them for their cum. I could tell they didn't care about my feelings, they just saw me as slut cumdump, just a hole to dump their loads in. The 3 guys got out of the room after cumming in me and then the guy who owns the place started fucking me again (He didn't cum first time) so he layed me on my back and put my legs around his neck and started fucking me and degrading me telling me to open my mouth as he spit in it and told me to swallow. Then he dumped his load in me and left the room, I could hear him locking up the bedroom door and I was just laying there with 4 loads up my ass. So I tried to grab my phone while crawling on the floor but I couldn't find it and I think I passed out on the floor completely. Next day I woke up in his bed and he was laying next to me sleeping. I had the biggest hangover I've ever had so I went to the bathroom to drink some water, next thing I know he walks into the bathroom puts me on my knees and shoved his morning cock deep down my throat and even started pissing. After he came down my throat he went and got my phone and told me if I thought about going to the cops or tell anyone no one would believe it cause he basically faked a WhatsApp conversation between me and him and answered from my phone to his about how I wanted him to whore me out and he put us on a fake 20 minute phonecall. I told him I wasn't planning on going to the cops and I said I did want to be his whore. I told him I've never experienced anything like this, even though I had my fair share of crazy sex situations (I once got gangbanged by 12 guys but I was completely sober) He didn't really say anything and just asked me to go shower because he had to meet up with a friend for lunch. As I stood in the shower I was so confused and thinking everything through. I couldn't believe this happened to me. After I showered he gave me some sweatpants and a shirt and we got to his car. As we got in the car I felt like a shy little boy again. He asked me "Is this really what you want?" and I said "Yes, I was born to be a cumdump slut. I would have let all of you fuck me even without the drugs. You don't have to drug me to use me." He told me I was a good boy and dropped me off at the train station. He said I put my number in your phone my name's Jordan. I'll text you. When I got out of the car he told me to drop down my sweats cause he wanted to see my ass. So I did. It was super crowdy there but I dropped my pants and showed him my hole. When he drove away it was the first time since last night I actually was able to check my phone so I did, I had lots of messages from friends, that he texted back pretending to be me. Telling them how I was fine and at this guy's house and one of my friend even replied "You're such a slut!" I could go on and on about what happened after that that day but I was desperate for Jordan to text or call me, but he didn't. I called one of my friends and told him that I indeed was at a guy's house. It felt like it had never happened cause no one knew, no one was panicking about me cause he had everything set up. The next day he didn't text me either and I couldn't stop thinking about him, constantely checking my phone. I was like a high school boy falling in love for the first time. Yes, I felt in love with him. It felt crazy. I wanted to be with him and I wanted him to use me. He drugged me and took advantage of me and used me like I was nothing but a hole but I couldn't stop thinking about him. I felt crazy. On the 3rd day he texted me and I was so happy cause he asked me to hang out and get some sushi. So fast forward to today, we've been seeing each other reguarly, we went on 8 dates after all that happened and had sex several times. I still to this day haven't told my friends and I haven't told him about my true feelings either. I'm scared my friends will judge me and tell me I'm crazy for falling for someone who basically raped me. Am I? Am I sick for falling for someone who did that to me? I just can't make up my mind about it. I've been thinking about it for 2 months everyday and now at this point I actually want him to do it again. In those 2 months I had sex with a few other guys too but it didn't compare to what had happened and the sex I had with him. I think he knows I like him and he obviously likes me too cause we talk everyday ever since. I don't really want a relationship with him, I just want to feel owned by him. I want him to use me, take advantage of me and whore me out. Anyone else has had a similar experience or has tips for me? Am I crazy for feeling this way or have you felt like this too? Sadly I couldn't upload some pictures cause it said they were all too big and I have no idea how to change it. Thanks for reading my story guys!

After years of being exclusive condom user for the past one year, i have been venturing into bare back sex. Most times i start of with a condom and then quickly lose it and take bare cock up my arse. Most guys are delighted at this. I can feel them getting harder as they enter me bare.However i havent been game to get bred. Most guys are ok with it. However I have developed a liking to put the cock in my mouth as soon as they pull out. And i tend to take their load in my mouth which i swallow. This arse to mouth gives me a great high. For me it is only next to breeding. I love the taste of a cock that has been in me. It seems to have a different flavour once its been in my arse. Getting bred is my ultimate goal. But i dont think i will stop arse to mouth any time soon. Do others get the same high from this as Me.

PART ONE I was on my way home at around 11pm from a music festival which was thankfully in walking distance from my place. I was pretty drunk and horny as well (often happens when I've had a few!) I knew there was a sex shop near my place and I thought I'd stop by & have a look at some dvd covers for my wank bank before heading home to my sleeping wife & baby child. I made my way past all of the dildos and other "aids" as I headed towards where the dvd's were kept. I looked through and while what was there was alright, it wasn't really appealing to me (everyone's streaming stuff I guess!) I was a bit shocked at the number of gay dvd's they had there but I guess they wanted to appeal to everyone. I started to make my way out of the store when I heard a guy in conversation with the woman behind the counter: "Do you have any amyl?" "No, there is another bookstore about 10 minutes walk away that might have it though" "Cool, thanks" Given I had some time up my sleeve I thought it couldn't hurt to see what the other store had, I didn't know there was one! I hurried after the guy. "Hey, I heard you talking to the cashier. Mind if I come with you?" "Not at all!" He replied, with a smile. He looked like he'd be in his mid-40s, was just under 6ft and seemed to be in pretty good shape. I'm 41, 6ft7 with an average body. "What brings you out tonight?" "Oh, been at a festival and a bit drunk & horny." I replied. "Hahaha, you don't necessarily need to be drunk to be horny! I was just looking for something extra." "Why? What does amyl do to you?" "Oh, it really loosens you up." Wow, that sounds good - I'd have to try it on the wife. She'd barely touched me since the boy had been born! "I might pick some up too then" I replied. "Oh, you're gay too then?" "Oh god, no. I'm married" "Ah, that's a shame. You're a cute guy" I smiled at the compliment, he was pretty handsome too. I'd never wanted to do anything with a guy but he was a good-looking guy. We soon got to the store and wandered past the now-common dildos & aids towards the counter at the back of the store. I soon saw though looking at the dvd's that it was a gay bookstore rather than one for both gay & straight customers. "Two bottles please" my new friend asked the cashier. "You still want one don't you Lee?" "Oh...um....yeah" I replied. I started to fish some money out of my pocket. "My shout," Rob replied. He handed me my bottle as we left the store and we walked down the lane next to the store. "Did you wanna try it now?" "Sure, why not?" I replied. "What if I try yours & then you can have the second bottle if I don't want it." "Oh, you'll want it", he replied. He opened the bottle & took two deep hits & handed it over, looking at me expectantly. "Just do what I did" I did as he said and the rush was immediate. I dunno if it was the poppers, the alcohol, or both but it hit me like a truck. Before I knew it, Rob had me pressed against the brick wall, his tongue pressing against my mouth. I was too horny to resist and my mouth opened for him as his hands moved down my body, one hand stroking my cock through my jeans & the other rubbing my ass. I started rubbing his cock through his pants in return END OF PART ONE

Even hotter and nastier is for me to suck cocks which were fucking OTHER asses than mine before, that is REAL ass-to-mouth for me, and I like the little smell and taste of such bare cocks ?

my pussy got swollen and started growing some warts, so I definitely caught some bugs

Jock is best on a bottom. I like to grab the waistband really tight and pull the guy back onto my dick with it as I pound his hole.

Some people lack a sense of humor. Every time I read "Sarah Palin" I still chuckle. I think the metaphor is clever and creative. Some female more current would be just as funny. Thanks Mods.

Awesome, I am Ben....; )

Part of the joy of AIDS is to feel it change you. On one hand you have this power like a God because you can change a person's life with your cum but on the other hand you're a slave to this alien virus that's now part of you. You can feel the ultimate destruction and pleasure as you have complete freedom to release your inner darkest desires and have the type of sex that would make a Treasure Island Media pig blush but it's not enough. It's never enough. You need to go deeper and more twisted. You now know that you can't have pleasure without pain. The best apples are always the ones out of reach and now AIDS have given you a ladder to reach everyone. Why do I Stealth? Because a cute innocent neg lad has so much potential and I love being part of that destruction and seeing evil take hold of them. Sorry willing sluts but sometimes I love seeing the fight from a guy as he battles his conscious but ultimately sleaze always wins.

Part 13 All four of us went in the house, and I suddenly felt like I needed to get rid of the three huge loads of tina piss that were mellowing in my cunt. My ears were still ringing, and I felt amazing and greedy. Chuck had a large shower, big enough for four people, and Adam and I both stripped and he laid down on the floor. I relaxed and let go of all of the piss that was inside my cunt, all over Adam, especially in his mouth. It was mixed with globs of stranger cum, left by all of the men who’d bred me since I started at the mall. When was it? Yesterday? I really wasn’t sure, all I knew was that I wanted another cock inside me, NOW. Because I was a fucking whore who needed his cunt bred again. Chuck and Daddy were watching as Adam drank as much of the slam piss that came out of my ass as he could, the rest dripped all over his blonde beard and hairy chest. When I was done, and all the piss was gone from my cunt, Adam had probably drunk half the three loads of piss that were in my cumdump. He got a huge grin on his face, shook his had back and forth and said “FUCK. I love chem piss! Daddy! Will you breed my cunt? Please?” My Dad started to laugh and said, “Let’s rinse the top layer of scuzz off all of us,” and he turned the shower on high and hot. We all rinsed off while making out, me with Adam and Chuck with Daddy. When we were done, Chuck led us down the stairs into the basement. There was a back door to the house that led into it, and a well equipped dungeon. A large bed with rubber sheets on it was in the corner, and in the center of the room was a sling, with a bench next to that. Adam immediately hopped in the sling and we got him situated for a nice breeding from Daddy. “Please, sir, please breed my cunt! It needs more cum in it. Justin has so many more loads than I do. My cunt feels unloved.” Just as he said that, a dribble of jizz came out of his hole. He grinned and looked longingly at Daddy. I knew Daddy could never resist a boy begging for cock. Daddy walked over to Adam and spit in his face. “Dirty fucking cumdump. You want my cock, son? You want this cock raping your sexy little furry cunt?” “Fuck yes, sir! Please rape my furry cunt!” We all laughed and Daddy shoved his rock hard cock in Adam’s sloppy hole. Ramming it all the way home, Adam moaned when Daddy’s nuts hit his taint and Daddy started slowly pounding away at his cunt. "There, you filthy fucking faggot. Your cunt is full of my cock. Nasty little pig." “Thank you, sir, I fucking live for cock. Drinking all of that chem piss really got me fucked up again. I feel like such a dirty whore, sir!” “That’s because you’re a dirty little Navy whore, sailor,” Daddy said. We all laughed because we knew it was true. Daddy kept ramming the fat cock that made me, the cock that I loved so much which had taken my cumdump cherry so many years before) in and out of Adam’s furry hole, making him moan and beg for more. Daddy spit on him again, “you’re just a filthy little faggot. Do you deserve another load, sailor whore?” Daddy shove his fat cock in Adam’s cunt brutally and held it there. I knew exactly what that felt like. His huge fat throbbing cock had been inside me so many times, I knew it so well. Adam sucked in his breath and moaned loudly. “Fuck, YES, DADDY! Please rape another load into my fucking faggot sailor pussy!” I was taking a break, playing with my soft tina dick, watching Daddy fuck Adam while Chuck sat next to me on the sofa. He laughed and said “You OK, Justin? You want something up your cunt?” “Fuck yeah, Chuck! I want you to breed me again. But I also want you to keep whoring me out. Will you do that for me?” I looked up at him with my best puppy dog look and he laughed. “Already done, sport. There’s a bunch of other guys coming over to breed both of you. Your Dad and I can’t do it alone, can we?” I reached over and kissed him hard on the lips, and I could feel him reach down and push a shard of tina into my cunt. I relaxed so he could get it far inside me, and then he led me over to the fuck bench. I could feel the burn and felt even more spun as the huge shard melted inside me. Chuck laughed and said “don’t worry, there’s more where that came from, my housemate is a dealer. He’ll be along later and will want payment for the tina your dad and I got from him. We’re planning to offer your two cunts to partially cover the cost. I crouched down on the fuck bench with my furry ass in the air, and Chuck slid his cock home inside my pussy. Daddy was hard at work nailing Adam and telling him what a dirty little sailor faggot he was, and Chuck had just told me he was whoring my hole out for drugs. I smiled and knew I was in for the ride of my young life. I wondered if I would be able to get 50 loads of jizz in my hole. Only one way to find out.

I was lucky to attend the FSM twice Berlin and once the Meat Market party in Amsterdam (all in white hoods as I’m still too paranoid) i still remember the first time, waiting nervously far from the entrance since it was my first time with more than one partner When I decided it was time to stop and just go for it and go in, I got so excited and horny when they explained the rules at the entrance since I got in a bit late it was hard to find a good spot but I managed to find a spot downstairs and went for the bar to grab a couple of drinks to ease my nerves. when the helpers came and tied the hood on my head my heart was pounding and I couldn’t wait anymore so I lobbed my hole real good, when the music turned louder and the stallions got in I started with with the poppers, which only caused my hole to twitch in anticipation! it took a couple of minutes (time really runs differently when blinded) but when I first felt a finger up my hole I gasped, I think the stallion felt it cause I heard him say something to a guy standing next to him All this time I was high on poppers and a few moments later he removed his fingers and shoved his thick dick up my pussy and started fucking HARD (I was so happy I stretched my hole all day with my dildo and plugs while thoroughly cleaning up) i started moaning real loud and just got lost in the moment, i think it attracted some more stallions cause I felt hands touching me all over and feeling my stretched pussy while I was getting fucked. This went for a while till my stallion broke off, slapped my ass and told the rest I had a tight hole, this made me wiggle my ass and hit the poppers in anticipation for the next cock. Didnt have to wait much longer than a few seconds till I felt thick fingers stretching my more then shoving the entire length of the dick up my pussy for another rough fuck, this guy has a different style and he was making me moan louder like a bitch in heat, which caused more stallions to he’d over. I lost track on how many ended up fucking me (I guess it was 30-40 in total) but I made it till the end of the event, full of lube and cum from the stallions cumming all over me (front, back and I loved it when they sprayed my face causing the hoodie to be damp with cum and I got high on the smell!) with puffy ass lips I headed back to the hotel (Axel) and my pussy was buzzing! i was so horny and proud of myself achieving this I felt like I needed more so I hopped on Grindr and Romeo, found a couple in my hotel and they ended up spitroasting me and I even got DPd for the first time that night which made me cum hands free! After almost 2 hours, they both unloaded in my mouth and I went back to my room with a sore, sloppy pussy and slept like a baby

I've been sucking cock behind my girlfriends back for nearly thirty years ever since some dirty old man caught me looking at his big cock and told me to get on my knees and suck him off. I couldn't believe how much it turned me on to be used like some slut by an old man in public and he could see it and started calling me a filthy little cocksucking faggot. I was so turned on I shot my load all over the floor without even playing with myself and I stayed hard he laughed and said I think you're going to sucking lots and lots of cocks now your a cocksucker aren't you? Oh god no I like girls. Well you love cock more don't you? No. No you don't want to suck my cock then? I'm not sure. Ok no more for you. Ugh can't I carry on for a while. Not unless you ask me nicely. Ugh ok please let me carry on. If you want to suck my big cock tell me that you are a cocksucking little faggot that loves sucking dirty old men off in public. No I can't im not gay. No but now you've suck cock your a cocksucker for life. Oh god I can't believe how much i loved having your cock in my mouth your right I want to suck your cock please let me. Ok but if I let you suck my big cock I want your name and address ok? Ugh why? So you will be my cock slave anytime I need you or I will visit your parents and tell them that you have been sucking old men off in public toilets. No please don't just let me suck your cock this time only. Oh no no deal I'm going home. Oh no please don't leave. Well tell me your name and address and what you are. Oh ok my name is Steve Perry and I'm a filthy little faggot that love's sucking cock. Now that's better open your mouth and do what you're going to be doing for the rest of your life. Yes that's it good boy suck that big cock oh yes you will be coming back here every day looking for cock won't you cocksucker? I can't understand why but It turns me on so much I think your right I won't be able to resist coming here looking for men to suck. Yes that's right now you've suck a real man's cock your a cocksucker for life and you don't even care that you are on your knees in a filthy public toilet sucking an old man's dirty smelly old cock while being watched do you? Ugh what oh god no. Don't stop it's ok they can see your a cocksucker so carry on doing what you were born for I bet if you ask nicely they will let you suck their cocks as well. Oh god I've been caught sucking cock please don't tell anyone. Oh if you want us to keep quiet you will have to suck all of us off as well. Oh god ok. I can see your going to busy here tonight sucking cock after cock like a dirty cocksucking faggot look at how much you love sucking my big cock you love it don't you? Oh god yes it's turning me on sucking you off in front of other men god I want more cock. That's if good little cocksucker your going to make me cum oh god yes I'm cumming oh yes you like that don't you look at him this is the first time he's sucked cock and he's swallowed all my cum and sucking me clean I think he wants more don't you? Mmm yes please. I'm going home so enjoy yourself cocksucker I will be in touch. So there I was on my knees sucking old men off like some dirty little slut and I loved it I was now a cocksucker and I've sucked at least 500 cocks since then and I now want to fully submit to cock I want to be filmed sucking cock and have it posted online to expose me as the cocksucker I am.

My friend askec me last week if I was up for a breeding party. I said sure He arranaged for a number of guys to come over. Around 7 he asked me to shower and get ready. I cleaned out and went into the bedroom I layed on my stomach with ass in the air. He put his bottle of lube and poppers next to me It was not long before I heard the front doorbell ring. In a few minutes I felt fingers on my ass. He poured a little lube on my hole and then I felt him go in. He pounded away for a few minutes till I heard him groan and then felt his cum flooding me i the next three hours he had 15 guys fuck me . The best were two of I8 year old studs and who fucked me twice i fell asleep only to be at wakened by this huge Latin guy He just climbed on and dropped his huge load in me by the timen itb as over I had taken 17 loads and my ass was dripping with cum

I need males to have natural body hair. I like everything from thick shoulder/back hair to just cunt and front hair. Just leave it natural. I myself don't have nearly as much as I'd like. (Boys love hairy men.)

Never had it, but want it. Especially chempiss or poz piss. Maybe both together.

I also have two humanities degrees, and you are quite right that one fully immersed in the philosophies of LeVeyan sa tan ism realizes that it does advocate a middle-path style of living. It is unfortunate that many do not strive to understand it beyond its surface tenets, just as it’s unfortunate that so many ersatz “Christians” espouse the eye-for-an-eye doctrine, failing to realize that it runs counter to the message of the New Testament. I do not judge any person for his choice of belief; only for the actions of his heart toward his fellows. It is by men’s deeds that we know them. I really do have to remark, though, on the irony of people who rant about how foolish it is to believe in a mythical sky-god based on a book of fairy tales when that same person espouses a creed named for the mythical antagonist in the same book of fairy tales. In either case, what we’re really talking about is how contemporary humans choose to behave toward one another in a frightening world where we are not always in control… and where more often than not, we have no choice but to depend on each other.

Okay let’s get off the conspiracy train here.... As for PrEP, Sorry but the science is in, it works, and the safety of the drugs used in Truvada has been established in 20 years of studies and usage.

Nice, when I was in JR High 3 of the bigger black guys grabbed me in the back of the locker room and heals me down and feed me thier cock, it was sudden and scared me. Two had cum in my mouth and the third was about to fuck me when the coach came around the corner, I think he had been watching but stopped it when he saw I was about to be bred

Exactly! I love getting bred by dom tops but I would never let a random, or even a regular Fuck buddy breed me if Truvada didnt exist. Besides being a bareback slut, I care alot about my body, I eat healthy and exercise regularly, the last thing I would want is to be infected with an incurable disease . Your body=your temple You are no less of a good sub bottom boy if you take PrEP or not, in my eyes you are a better sub bottom and guys who are fit, healthy and take good care of themselves is a big turn on for me.

It takes a special mentality for a top to allow his partner to be the whore he wants to be. My ex loved it because he loved watching me get fucked and he always loved to be the last to ride the "silk trail." He even didn't mind after he had fucked me if I was still horny if I "went out" as he could sense when I was in that mood to get fucked five or six times. It worked well for him and it worked fabulously for me.

Last night for Valentine's day my partner and me decided to go to Steamworks Toronto for some fun. we have been together for 7 years he knows i'm a cum whore and loves to drop loads in me but has never had anyone blow in him. So last week he decided it was time to let his piggy side out and start letting guys blow in him, he also enjoys it when i have a load in me so he can fuck it deeper. Off to the baths we go and have a sauna to relax, go back to our room and starting playing with each other he is on top with me in a jock showing his ass. a guy comes and and started to play with us and everyone is enjoying it, My partner goes you want to fuck us and the guy goes yes gets behind my partner, lubes up and slides in. the guy is pounding my partner hard and he is loving it., he grabs my partners shoulders does a few hard shove continues then stops and leave. I going to myself ok someone just got a load for the first time, i say to my partner i'm pretty sure he blew in you. He goes you sure and i say yup, he checks and goes it smells like cum, then he goes fuck i wanted to the guy to be verbal when i took the load. needless to say all he wants is more cum in him and i'm going well remember I'm the original cum slut and you gotta fuck me when you have cum in your ass.

Stupid Question. Yes. Does a true human born before 1995 use the internet? That's an equivalent question. Not embracing societal advances is just dumb. PrEP allows a lot of cumdumps to act on their desires.

Hot! You should post a screenshot of his hole open and leaking all that cum

If you tie up my hands behind my back, then I wouldn't be able to touch myself.

It's baffling how under attack some people feel whenever a request is made to them to reflect on something and consider changing their behaviour, especially when it comes to racism. Even with a request as polite and succinct as the one which started the thread. Numerous great responses from different black posters have explained, in detail, why it is they dislike the term and why its usage can be accurately described as racist. Most didn't even ask that people stop using the term, just state their distaste for it. A Cuban poster also described how he too felt this way about how he is stereotyped sexually thanks to his race. Multiple POC saying similar things regarding their negative experiences regarding racial sexual stereotyping. To react to that by moaning about "PC culture", for some to even categorise themselves as the victim, it just doesn't make any sense to me. If you're standing on somebody's foot, they'll let you know, you'll step off. You were causing pain, simple action to stop causing pain, pain be gone. Why, when somebody explains that use of a particular word, or phrase, is hurtful, why is the reaction not the same? You stepped off a foot, why not stop using a hurtful term? Even if you think it's a stupid request and their reasoning bad, how does going along with it impact you negatively in any way? A big cock isn't going to feel less satisfying to you because you haven't said the magic words. By dropping the phrase other people's lives would improve, yours would be untouched. It's not just a case of why anybody refuse but why anybody would react as angrily as some have here, it just defies sense. Nobody is calling you racist for having used those terms before. Our understanding of racism and how we frame people and groups is constantly evolving and deepening, as such our behaviours change to keep pace. I've used quite a lot of racial sexual terms in the past, never in a maliciously derogatory manner and (outwardly at least) never taken badly. But now that I can see how usage of those terms can upset and belittle those it's aimed at, I won't again. We have to start listening when LGBT POC say there's a problem with racism in the LGBT Community. It's not being said for fun, for the drama of it all. This isn't being made up to try and control your life. People are being hurt. Step off their fucking foot already.

That's true. But I may ready to be bred and eventually take many loads.. However I want someone to breed me who will value that I haven't been bred for 12 years and hence it would mean a lot to me. If you notice I have put my profile pic up. The man I am sucking is an 8incher fuck buddy. He has been in me bare once. But I didn't let him breed me. He wants to breed me. He is married as well. However I don't feel that he will value breeding me. He fucks bare n breeds a lot of guys. I have a gay friend who is the sweetest guy and I may ask him to breed me. He is not as sexy but he will value breeding me.

In real life those grumpy gray headed Black men you see on the bus are the best lovers on the planet.

the more hair the better. Nothing like a studly hairy man

First, if it is what you want, okay. Second, there are a lot of different things going on here: 1. Bottom: Man who wants to get fucked. A bottom who demands condoms is no less a true bottom than any other. 2. Bareback bottom: Man who willingly takes loads. Can be choosy. Says nothing about prep. 3. Cumdump/cumslut: Many who takes any and all loads. Also says nothing about prep. 4. Bughaser: Man who seeks infection. Doesn't take prep. So, you can be a true bottom and never feel a bare cock. You can be a true bareback bottom and still say "no" to a cock. You can be a true cumdump/slut and still be on prep.

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.

Beware, this chapter contains some piss play. - - - - - Chapter 4: Jake's new friend There's not really very much worth reporting from my birthday trip. It was over pretty quickly, Drew and a few other of mine and Jake's mutual friends had joined us. We didn't really spend any time in the city, so as expected I didn't get to see Alex. As with the last visit it was only Sunday morning and with a bad hangover that I thought to open up the apps. "So you did return then!" Alex messaged... "Yeah, sorry am out in the forest with some friends for the weekend. Not sure I'll get a chance to meet up this time" I wrote back ... "Definitely next time. Take an extra day and spend it with me first/after" he replied. Now there was an idea I'd not thought of. I returned to London with the guys. About a month later, one Friday evening I decided to randomly message Alex and see how he was doing. He didn't reply back to me until the Sunday, "Sorry. I've been busy with a new friend"... "That's cool, hope you had fun"... "OH YES. Lots of fun" followed by a devil emoji... "Oh! That sort of friend" ... "Yeah that sort ... Maybe you know him, he's Irish but lived in London for a little bit". I read it, then read it again. My heart started pounding, what if it was Jake, or rather it was highly likely to be Jake. Besides his natural attractiveness, it was his soft and rhythmic Irish accent that really melted me the second we first me. I don't know what came over me but I lied, "I doubt it, there are a lot of guys that live in London"... "But I thought you had a friend move over here"... "Yeah, but he's American" the lie continued, hoping that Alex didn't really remember who I was with when he first spotted me that night in the bar. "Ahh, yeah, I guess you're right, there are a lot of guys in London. He wasn't there long either, just after university for a few years before moving here". Fuck. It was definitely Jake. I had to put my phone down. I needed to think rationally. I needed to stop this conversation. I should block Alex. But I didn't. My cock had started hardening. "So, tell me more about your new friend?" I asked. The description fit Jake to a tee. "What did you get up to?" I probed further. I didn't get a response particularly quickly, and when I was expecting him to text, he sent me a pic of his cock in what I presume was Jake's ass. Here I was, not only seeing Jake's ass, but seeing a guy fucking him. "You didn't fuck him raw then?" I replied, having noticed a condom. "No. He was worried about his boyfriend" ... "How do you mean worried?" ... "We started out raw, but as I started talking about my load, he said I needed to put a condom on". FUCK. I knew Jake and Drew fucked raw, but he'd always been fairly clear about their safe sex for random hook ups rule. "Ahh, yes, I guess that's sensible" I replied... "Yes, but I know really that he wanted it raw" ... "How?" ... "I pissfucked him". WOW. I was not expecting that. I'd always been intrigued by watersports but had never found that any of my hookups had been into it. And now I discover that my best mate is into it. Fuck. "Nice. I've always wanted to try that" I told him... "Yeah, he loved my piss" ... "How did you get to pissfuck him?" ... "We had a shower before we had sex, he said he needed to pee, so I told him to go in the shower. And then I started to piss on him. And this look in his eyes just told me he wanted it. I stopped the shower. I told him to get on his knees, pissed in his hair, on his furry chest, on his face, and he opened his mouth and swallowed some. Such a cute cub, drinking my piss, was very hot. Then before my stream was finished I told him to stand up and turn around. I rubbed my dick on his ass, let out a bit of piss to lube him up and then pushed in. He has a nice ass, very easily took my dick. Then I released the last of my piss inside him. And I started fucking him"... "HOT" was all I could reply, my dick now harder than anything. "When I would pull out he would reach down and feel my raw cock, wet with piss. He'd coat his hand in my pee and then take it up to his mouth and suck them. Eventually being in the shower was too cramped so we went to his bed and continued. The fuck was so hot that I was very close. I told him I was near cumming, which is when he said we needed to get a condom". "Fuck man. Bet you wanted to cum in him" I replied... "Yeah. But no problem. I'm sure I will one day. Anyways, I have to go now. Speak again soon, hope you're planning another visit too". About five minutes later I came, staring at Jake's last instagram selfie. Wondering if Alex was going to breed him. I know I shouldn't have done this, I shouldn't have let Alex continue, and I really shouldn't have wanked to what he had been telling me. I was lost in a whirlwind of thoughts for a while, and jolted out of it by the sound of my phone receiving a text, it was from Jake "Hey bud, what's up?". "Big raw German bear cock up your ass" I wanted to reply... "Not much. Just a lazy Sunday afternoon" I text back.

I probably should not be surprised but I overslept and when I woke it was 10 AM, I was four hours behind schedule and I started to rush around to get to school. I grabbed my phone and I had text after text. Zach was telling me he loved being with me and how beautiful and hot I am. Brian text asking what I was doing today and Steven text and said next time I come over I need to spend the night. He said he missed me. I felt over whelmed and had a cup of orange juice and a banana. Then Zach text asking me to come over. I showered and text him back with a simple Hi. I also had text from April and the girls asking where I was. I text back I was sick and would see them later. He shot back and said " Babe what are you doing." I liked that and I text him that I overslept and I was getting ready to head to class. "Don't bother, just go in tomorrow and come over and hang." I want to see you! Please? So much had happened and I really should have tried to go to school and all. I text him back and asked what he was up to and he said come over and lets watch a movie. Curl up on the couch and hang. I thought in my state that seemed to be what I needed and Zach was sweet and I really could not see Brian or Steven doing that. I text him and said "see you in a hour,I need to shower." He sent me an emoji with a smile, hands clapping and harts. I started the shower and thought why where these three guys so attractive, did I like them because they were bad. Do I have a bad boy fetish, is it all about sex and that is what I am really after or the drugs pot and T? The shower made me feel better and although I had no idea what it was I needed to go find out why each of them could get me to do things I would have thought crazy if you were to type out a challenge and ask me to take it. If someone had said I want you to let a ton of guys fuck you and cum inside you I would have said you are crazy, I would never do that. Besides I am not even on birth control. Panic stuck as I thought, what if I am pregnant. Who's would it be and how would I ever find out who's it was. What about college, I guess I could always have an abortion or give the baby up for adoption. No more bare sex and cumming inside me. I went to my dresser draw and pulled out some condoms to have just in case and put them in my purse as I got ready. Even though I did not plan on having sex I put on my pink lacy panties and purple bra. Pulled out some shorts and a take top that was a little too tight. I think it shrunk when my aunt put it in the dryer. I headed off to see Zach and I brought a larger water with me, I was really thirsty. I text Zach I was 10 minutes away and should I come around back again? He text back " No I will meet you on the front porch."

PART 3 Dean was focused on the laptop in front of him and quickly said “OK, there we go. Two more ads, one on Craig’s list, and one on BBRT. That should find us more more hot cocks to rape these two cumdumps. What do you say, faggots? You ready for some more randos to use your pussies? Here’s the ad: “Five guys, 18-30, partying together, three vers, two sloppy, loaded up bottom cumdumpsters, looking for other nasty pigs 18-40 to party some more, breed these dirty little fags, treat them like the whores they are. We’re into most nasty stuff, piss and fist to the head of the line. Send pics and come join us to get nasty.” Chris and I looked at each other and both got a shit-eating grin on our faces. I had four loads of sperm in my hole and Chris had 7. I needed to catch up. I needed to get more loads than Chris or at least catch up to him. I couldn’t let him outdo me when it came to getting my cunt loaded up. Dean posted the two ads on CL and BBRT but I also changed my Scruff and Growlr ads to show myself being more of a slut, debasing myself for loads. No load refused. I laid my phone on he bed next to me so I could respond to the messages quickly. I knew that my compact 18 year old hairy ass would quickly find some takers who wanted to breed me and once they were here they’d probably wanna breed Chris as well. Everyone wins. And I’d never tried piss before, so I wanted to see what that was about. As soon as the ads posted we started to get responses. Dean just smiled and I could tell he was just going to say yes and not give Chris or I any say in who came over to rape us. That was just fine with me. I’m a whore. I don’t get to pick and choose who shoves their cock in me. My cunt simply exists to let any cock use it and dump loads in it. The sooner that’s clear to the men fucking me, the better. I’m pretty sure Dean and Eric understood just how much of a whore I was. I know Chris did. He was lying on the bed next to me, sucking Eric’s cock lazily, trying to bring it back to life (I later found out they had all taken Cialis so they wouldn’t have a problem getting hard from the crystal). Eric was shoving his cock down Chris’ throat, making him deep throat it and moaning. “You nasty little faggot. You just want me to get hard again so I can rape you some more. Your fucking cunt is insatiable. I wonder if we can beat your record 22 loads in a weekend. You think, baby?” Chris looked up at Eric and smiled. “Whatever my Daddy wants, my Daddy gets. My cunt just lives to serve cock." Chris totally got me. Jose had gone into the other room, and Dean motioned me onto the floor. “Here, pig. Put this in your cunt so none of that sperm leaks out. You too, whore.” He handed me a fat buttplug and tossed an identical one to Chris. Eric grabbed it out of the air and made his lover turn around. He scooped up some of the cum that was leaking out of Chris’ ass and used it to lube up the plug and then shove it in with one push. Chris yelped. “FUCK, baby! That plug feels GOOD in my pussy. Don’t wanna waste any of that nice jizz.” Chris grabbed the plug out of my hand and motioned for me to turn around. Then he did the same thing, scooping up the jizz and lubing up the plug. “Here is comes, faggot.” With that he shoved the plug all the way inside me. My cunt was split open and it felt SO fucking good. I knew I was going to have to get some plugs of my own. This one was nice and fat and filled my cunt up, but only succeeded in making me more desperate for cock inside me. Dean grabbed his cock, which was half hard, and then my head and shoved it down my throat. His cock was nice and fat and fit down my throat really well, but I was hoping that he would get it hard enough to fuck me some more. My whole body was thinking about my need for cock in my ass. It was almost like I was just a hole. A receptacle for cocks. “That’s a good boy. Just nurse on my cock for a while so I can sort through these boys who wanna come over and pull a train on your fagdumps.” Eric got up and sat down next to Dean, and Chris followed him, kneeling on the floor in front of his boyfriend, so we could both suck on their cocks. “What do you think of this one,” Dean said. Eric smiled and said “fuck yeah, look at that cock. I wanna see him split them both open.” Dean laughed and said “not sure that will happen, they’re both pretty sloppy right now.” They both laughed. Jose came back into the room, holding a small bag. He said “I think we need to take this party to the next level. You ready, piggies?” They all laughed and said “fuck yeah!” Dean looked at me, pulled my mouth off his cock and said “you ever slammed before Justin? You ready for us to turn you into a HOLE?” I already felt like a total hole, so I wondered how much more I could feel, but I knew that I needed more cock, so I just grinned and said “fuck yeah. As long as it means more cum in my pussy, then I want it.” “Good,”Dean said. “We probably weren’t going to give you a choice anyway. But I had a feeling you wouldn’t say no. You’re a nasty little piggy. I can’t wait to teach you all about the depths of depravity." I still wasn’t entirely sure what they were talking about, but I didn’t care. I went back to sucking on Dean’s cock. Jose sat between Eric and Dean on the sofa, and I Chris and I took turns sucking on his cock as well. I was dying to get his load in my cunt as well instead of just in my mouth. Dean shut his laptop at the same time I heard my phone buzz. I grabbed it and saw a text from Daddy. “How you doing baby boy? You being a good whore for those boys?” I texted him back. “Fuck yes, Daddy! Thank you! I have five loads in me now and some more guys are coming over to breed me and the other bottom. They got me high and I feel amazing. I feel like a hole. Just a fucking cum hole. I hope you’re proud of me. I never said no” I waited a moment and the reply came “That’s my boy. Daddy raised you right. You enjoy those cocks and loads and when you come home, Daddy will have a surprise for you.” Dean looked over at me and said “who you chatting with, piggy?” “Just my Dad,” I said. “You should invite him over so he can watch his own son get gang raped by strangers. That’s what he wanted isn’t it?” Dean grinned and stroked his cock while he played with his hairy chest. “Really? I dunno if he’d wanna come over.” I turned back to the phone and texted him with the address. Then I saw that there were Growlr and Scruff messages and since I was just a cumdump, I handed the phone to Dean so he could answer them. “Here you answer the messages on my phone. I don’t get to choose who breeds me, all I know is I need cock inside me and I need it soon.” The rest of the boys laughed out loud and Eric grabbed the phone from Dean. “My turn.” He swiped quickly through the messages and showed a couple of the guys to Dean. After a few minutes I could feel my cunt throbbing from desire and the buttplug that was deep inside me, opening up my hole for the cock raping to come. Then I heard the doorbell ring. Dean smiled and kissed me and Chris in turn. “OK, piggies. It’s showtime. Dumpsters on the bed. Ass up, face down.” Eric went to answer the door and I could hear him talking to two men. All I heard was “Yeah, we both just need a cunt to unload in. Sounds like your tweaked out bottoms are pretty greedy.” Eric laughed and said “You have no idea.” Eric walked back into the bedroom with two new guys in tow who both quickly removed their clothes. Both of them were tall, muscled college age guys, kind of “bro” in their look but with a nasty, pierced, pervy edge. One them was covered in thick blonde hair and had a beard, the other one was more smooth and had a dark beard. Yum. They both sported nice fat cocks, which I knew were going to feel amazing raping my cumdump. They introduced themselves as Josh and Dan. They pulled out pipes and started smoking and Jose said “we were just about to slam when you got here…..” Both of them smiled and Dan said “fuck dude, go ahead. I love breeding a cumdump that’s slammed up and begging for dick like a whore. Can I put my cock inside his pussy before you slam him?” Jose laughed and said “sure, dude.” Then I pulled my legs over my shoulders and presented my cunt to the assembled cocks for raping. I gave a gentle push and the plug popped out of me and I could feel sperm dripping down my legs. Jose pulled out five syringes and told Chris and I to lie on our backs. He and Eric put straps around our arms while Dean began to do himself. “You’re going to feel a little prick,” Eric said to me. “For the last time tonight, judging by the cocks in this room,” Dean laughed. I felt the needle pierce my skin. Eric walked me through what was going to happen. “You’re going to feel a rush. Just ride it out. You may cough a lot. Just go with it. We’re here. You’ll be fine.” Josh put his pipe down (but not before giving me yet another shotgun) and started to jerk his hard cock. “You ready to get raped, faggot? I’m gonna fucking knock your cunt up.” He got on the bed and shoved his cock in my about to be slammed up cumdump. He held it there, and Dan leaned over to give Josh a shotgun, which he then passed to me. While I was taking the smoke in, I watched Eric pull the plunger back and it registered red, and then he pushed the clear, thick liquid into my vein. He reached up and removed the strap from my arm and I felt the rush. I was suddenly very hot and began to cough. I had never felt so horny before in my life. Dan reached over and passed me another shotgun and said “Let’s get this faggot SPUN and RAPED.” I laid back on the bed and caught my breath. “Guys I really need you all inside me. Maybe at the same time. I gotta get your loads. I need them. Please fucking fuck me! You can do whatever you want to me, just give me your fucking cocks!” Josh was already inside me and started to pound my pussy hard before I even stopped coughing. I knew I was in for a long night, and I couldn’t wait. If things worked out well, Daddy would come over and see me serving my true purpose. Being gang raped by complete strangers and loving every minute of it.

7. Damon The wife had left for the weekend, visiting her sister, and it was my chance to do everything that she didn't need to know about. I slammed back into the boy. Aiden had introduced him, but I couldn't remember his name. James, maybe. Jay, maybe. It didn't matter. All that mattered was my cock, and how all eleven inches was buried deep in his defenseless hole. "Give me that pipe," I said to the other boy. His name was Tucker. I had fucked him the last time Tanya had visited her sister. I remembered him because he had passed out when I forced the last inch of my cock into his hole. I didn't bother to stop. His hole had stretched open to accommodate and welcome my dick and I was not going to turn down such a pleasure. Besides, Edward had given Tucker a safe word. It was not my fault he had fainted before he had a chance to use it. "Yes, Sir," Tucker said. He handed me the pipe; it was still relatively full of crystal. After her sister, Tanya was going on a work trip. I had several days to enjoy myself, and I was going to do it properly. I took the pipe and torch, and started to heat it up. "Now we're really going to have some fun," I said. Well, at least I was going to have some fun. Tucker and the boy Jay, well, they were the toys that I was going to have so much fun playing with. Hopefully, I wouldn't break them. But, if I did, there were plenty more faggots where they came from, hungry for my thick, long, black cock. I stuck the pipe in my mouth, and inhaled. The drugs were clean and potent and I sucked in thick clouds, letting them fill my lungs. It had been a while since I had partied, but Edward's monthly event was the perfect place to indulge. It was a collection of horny men and eager boys, where the only goal was pleasure. The drugs were plentiful, and mercifully, the condoms were non-existent. "Oh yeah," I grunted, trying to hold as much of the hit in as possible. I pulled out, until just my dickhead was inside Jay's hole. My shaft was wet and glossy. Since I had used only the smallest amount of spit as lube, most of it was cum, relentlessly injected by other men at the party. "Fucking slut," I said, then slammed my cock back into his tight pink hole. His hole made a lovely squishing sound, as my dick rubbed the accumulated spooge into his hole. "Oh god," Jay moaned. It was hard to tell if it was pleasure or pain. It was harder to tell if I cared or not. "Take it, faggot," I grunted, finally exhaling the crystal cloud. "Take my hard fucking cock." "Another one, Sir?" Tucker asked. I had handed him the pipe, and he was offering it back to me. "Why not?" I said, and took it from him. "The night is young, and we are all just getting started." Once more, Tucker dutifully held the torch under the pipe as I sucked down the thick clouds. It felt good to be getting high again. My tolerance wasn't as high as at previous times, and even the few hits I had done had gotten me flying. Aiden had mentioned that Jay was a novice, but that was hardly my concern now. The drugs were flowing through my blood, concentrating in my hard cock, pushing me forward. Another hit was going to take me to the next level, and I hoped that Jay would be able to keep up. "Think he can take it?" Tucker asked me. I gave him a sharp look. "Sir?" Tucker added quickly. This is what I loved about these parties. I was the dominant man here, and the faggots did what I told them. Outside of the penthouse, I was just another black man, subject to all petty indignities and insults. But here, I was a god among men, my status in direct correlation with the size of my black cock and the wrath with which I used it. I didn't have to ask for anything; from the finest drugs, best alcohol, and tightest holes, it was provided to me as if I were born to it. And when I fucked, I could fuck the way I wanted: without mercy or compassion. It was not making love, it was fucking, and any pleasure the bottom got was a personal affront. My lungs were full, so I nodded almost imperceptibly to Tucker. He took the cue, and pulled the torch away. "Please?" he asked, and I nodded. He took the still-smoking pipe and inhaled deeply on it. As good as Jay's hole was, it was only enough to whet my appetite. Tucker was going to be my main course, and he would need to be flying if he wanted to take what my mind was plotting out for him. I slammed my cock back into Jay, as I exhaled my hit. The young man shuddered, but he quickly controlled it and let me take advantage of his hole. "Give him the hit," I told Tucker. Jay was the appetizer; I would get him ready for the next man, and he would get me ready for Tucker. I wanted to deliver Jay tweaked out, cummed up, and broken down. It would take him some time to learn his role as a faggot, a plaything for men, but the men he would meet tonight would be excellent teachers. I exhaled my hit. The thick white cloud engulfed the three of us, and I could barely see the glow of the torch through it. Tucker knew what was coming for him, and he was getting prepared the only way he knew how. "I'm sorry," Tucker whispered to Jay. I don't think he cared if I heard. Tucker pressed his lips against Jay's and exhaled the hit into the other boy's lungs. As the drug began to hit, I could feel Jay's hole relax and open up. Of course, it just allowed me to penetrate further into him. The two faggots made out, but I didn't care. The longer Tucker kissed Jay, the longer Jay had to hold the drugs in his lung and the higher he would get. He was already starting to shake a bit; he was a novice crystal addict. "Oh fuck," I moaned, as my dick slipped deeper into the boy. It seemed impossible that I could fit that much meat into Jay, but the boy had taken all of it. I pistoned it in and out of him, pushing myself closer to the eventual release. "I'm gonna breed your faggot hole," I grunted. That piqued Jay's attention. He broke off the kiss with Tucker, turned his head and stared at me. He was still wearing his glasses. It was a small thing, but made him seem even more naked than if he were without them. "But is it safe?" he asked, as he exhaled his hit. The cloud was dense, but not dense enough for my liking. "I dunno. Are you on the pill? I've gotten two girls pregnant already," I said. "And did I tell you to exhale?" I grabbed his arm, yanked him back up, and whispered in his ear. "You're gonna do three things for me, faggot. First, you're gonna do a proper hit from the pipe and hold it for as long as I want you to. Second, you're going to let me wreck this faggot hole the way I want to. And third, you're gonna thank me properly when I breed you. You got that faggot?" "Yes," Jay said, gasping for breath as I forced my shaft into him once more. I twisted him arm a bit more. Jay yelped in pain and my cock twitched in pleasure. "Yes what, faggot?" "Yes, sir," Jay said. This time it was my turn to shiver. There was Nothing like hearing a faggot call me "Sir" to get going. "But, maybe, can you not be quite so hard?" "Fuck, faggot," I said, and slammed into him as hard as I could. "Oh god," he grunted. No one around us even looked up. The noises of men dominating other men were often loud and agonizing. Many of us found them arousing. I twisted his arm a hair more. He was starting to sweat, but he still smelled like expensive hair products. Aiden had said it was his first time at the party, and I was glad I could make it memorable. "Sir is more than enough for me," I said. I released his arm; the faggot's ass clenched again as it flopped back to his side. I loved how it hurt more when I released it than when I held it in. "Now, do a hit, and see if you still want to ask me to go slow." "Yes, Sir," he said. A bit of swagger had left his voice. The job was not fully done; that, of course, would take weeks. But I had started the process. "Yes, Sir," he repeated. He was swinging his arm slowly, bringing sensation back and finding out how badly I had pulled the muscles. "This time, I want you to do it," I turned to Tucker. "Give him the pipe and torch." Tucker handed them to Jay. As Jay stuck the pipe in his mouth, I pushed my cock all the way into him and held it there. "Make it a good hit." Tucker was a dutiful faggot, and explained how to hit the pipe to Jay. "Hold it a little further away. Let it melt. Only when the bowl has filled do you inhale." I forced myself not to pull out and slam back into him, but it was difficult to restrain myself. Right in front of me, a boy was turning into faggot, and it was my dick that was doing the conversion. Jay was a good student, and it didn't take long before his lungs were just as full of crystal as his ass was with my cock. "Your turn," I said to Tucker. He smiled, and took the pipe from Tucker. As Tucker hit the pipe, I grabbed Jay's waist with one hand and wrapped my other hand around his mouth and nose. He started to struggle, but I held on tight. I pulled his head back, and rested my chin on his shoulder. "Listen, faggot," I whispered into his ear. He nodded. "You are here for men like me. Your mouth, to suck cock. Your ass, to take cock. Your lungs, filled with tina. Your little faggot dick, not my problem. I reached around and slapped his balls. I felt his ass tighten in pain. "Fuck yeah, faggot," I said. "That feels good. Fucking good. You wanna do that again?" He shook his head back and forth, but it was pointless. "Doesn't matter what you want. It's about what I want." I slapped his balls again, this time harder. His body jerked but it only served to impale him on my cock. "Fuck faggot. You want a real man's cock, don't you?" Jay nodded. There was no enthusiasm, nor any fear in his motions. The tina was clouding his mind, and I wasn't helping it with my hand over his mouth and nose. He was starting to shake a bit, but it was hard to tell if that was the crystal hitting him, or his body beginning to black out. Not that it mattered. His ass was tight and warm around my cock, and I could feel the other loads of semen squishing around inside of the boy. If I knew Aiden, by the end of the night, Jay was going to be dripping sperm. "You want my load, don't you?" I asked. Jay nodded again. It was weaker than even just a few seconds ago. He reached up and tried to pry my hand from his face. "Mmmlease?" he managed to get out, wasting a bit of precious air. "When it's time," I said. His body was now definitely shaking, and the clenching and relaxing of the muscles was not just limited to his legs and arms. His anus was one extended, exquisite muscle spasm. He was milking my load, and I was struggling not to erupt inside of him. "When it's time, you're gonna get it. Big, thick load of my sperm." My dick was throbbing, and it was all I could do to keep from cumming. But I wanted to prolong the pleasure. It wasn't time to seed his hole. Instead, I released my grip on Jay's mouth and toned down my intense pounding of his hole. I felt his desperate gasps for air, even as both he and Tucker both exhaled their thick clouds of crystal. I kept Only the head of my dick inside of him, waiting for the crystal rush to hit. "Not yet time for me, faggot. Gonna enjoy this hole a bit more," I said, slowly going in and out in short, careful strokes. I could do this all night. I would do this all night. All the things I couldn't do with women, with my wife, I could do to the hapless boys at Edward's party. Destroying a hot, tight asshole. Blowing giant clouds of crystal meth. Choking a boy until he passed out. Breeding a man with my seed. The night was young, and I had hardly begun. The slut took a deep breath in, and I felt his hole relax. The hit of crystal was finally taking effect. It began at the center of his body, his young, nearly virgin asshole, and radiated out across his wiry frame. But I didn't care about his body. It was his ass that I was focused on. I slammed my shaft into him. He gasped, exhaled, and whimpered. Deep in his guts, my dick trembled and some pre-cum leaked out. "Hand me that pipe," I told Tucker. It was going to be a fucking good night and it was time for another hit. The young man handed me the pipe. I held it up. Leo had packed it well, and there was still a nice pool of tina at the base of the bowl. I took the torch and began to melt it, carefully rotating the pipe to keep the drugs from burning. It didn't take long for the drugs to melt and the bowl to fill. I inhaled the thick clouds, letting them fill my body. The drugs would push me to a state of mind few had ever seen, one where the darkness took over, and I existed in a perfect balance between happiness and regret, pleasure and anger, love and hate. "That's a big one," Tucker said admiringly, as I continued to suck on the glass pipe. Jay craned his head back, trying to watch, but Tucker did his best to hold it in place. "He's doing it for you," he whispered to Jay. "I know," Jay said. My dick quivered again, and another drip of pre-cum landed in the boy's hole. I was going to have to do another hit after this. I only knew one way to enjoy this boy's hole, and it was full-out, balls-to-the-walls, no-holds-barred manfucking. If I was to do it properly, I needed to be totally fucked up. I held the hit for three deep strokes into Jay. It felt like hours, as each fat, hard inch plunged into the boy's hole. I could feel the cum he had already collected slip past my cockhead, lubricating it on its mission deep into the boy's body. My own cock was now dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into the boy, further marking him as the playthings of a true alpha. "Do another one," Tucker said. "Jay deserves it. You deserve it." I exhaled. "I think I will," I said. I had already decided. But with Tucker's urgings, the majesty and mystery of Jay's hole, and the perfection of my erection, I decided to make it a hit for the ages. I exhaled a few more times as I re-heated the bowl. I needed to make sure my lungs were as empty as possible. When the bowl began to smoke, I stuck it back in my mouth, and inhaled slowly. I wanted it to be only drugs, no oxygen. I wanted my brain to stop and my dick to take over my actions. As the air powered my body, the tina powered my dick. As I inhaled, my hips went on auto-pilot and started to thrust against Jay's ass. It forced my cock into his body, causing both of us to gasp, me in pleasure, the boy in surprise. I didn't care. I was in the zone, smoking some amazing crystal, and fucking tight, fresh hole. This was the life. The only care for me was pleasure, and I had all I could handle. It took a while, but my lungs filled with the thick cloud. Just before, I let the torch go out, and I sucked down the last few bits of cloud before the bowl also cooled. This time, I held the hit for six hits. It was twice as long for a hit that felt twice as good. It was enough to power me through the night and well in the next day. I just hoped that Edward and Aiden had found a few heavy-duty bottoms for me to enjoy next. Jay's gasps made it clear he wasn't used to the only kind of fuck I knew. "Take my cock, faggot," I said, slamming it into him a seventh time as I exhaled. The cloud engulfed the two bottoms. "How does it feel?" Tucker asked Jay, their two heads still lost in the clouds. "Like I'm being split in two," the other bottom responded. "That's how a fuck is supposed to feel," Tucker said. "Fucking hard as steel." Jay gasped as I pushed in a little deeper. But at the same time, he pressed his ass back against me. He was hungry. He had just discovered dick, and he had the hunger of man tasting happiness for the first time. "So fucking big, too." "But you're taking him," Tucker said. The cloud had cleared, and the two boys were holding on to each other, Tucker helping Jay take every forceful shove of my shaft. "You're taking every inch of him." "And he hasn't passed out yet," I said. "Unlike some boys." Tucker grimaced, remembering the last time we had played. He had begged me to stop, before he passed out. I stopped long enough to give him a booty bump. He woke up just as the drugs hit, and just as I slammed into him hard. I wondered if, in that drug-addled, sleep-high moment, if he thought he had woken up in heaven or hell. Another grunt from Jay ripped me back to the present. My balls were pressed against his ass and my dick was dripping. I was getting close. Almost closer than I wanted, because I wanted to leave a mark. In the morning, when Jay stumbled home, I wanted him aware of every millimeter of his ass. I wanted him to remember me as the one who really opened him up. "Feeling good?" Tucker asked me. He was holding Jay in his arms, the boy's head against his chest. I noticed the boy was still wearing his glasses. They gave him a slightly nerdish look, and I felt like the prototypical school yard bully. The feeling was pure power. There was no uncertainty if Jay was going to submit; he had already done it. There was no uncertainty if I was going to dominate; my dick was already in his ass. "Fuck yeah. Helping take this faggot's cherry." "He's gonna feel it in the morning." "That's what a faggot is for," I said, slamming my thick black dick into the young man's tight hole. The boy was sweating, but whether from the drugs or the fuck, I neither could tell nor cared to know. "To take a man's cock. And to take his cum." "That's the spirit," a new voice said. I turned, and Aiden had come up. He was standing, watching our little tableau. "That's what I hope from Jay. An eager cumwhore." Aiden ran his hand over Jay's back, his path traced out in the sweat on the boy's back. He ran his hand through the boy's curly brown hair. "How's my boy? Doing good, right?" Jay shook his head side to side. "No?" Aiden asked. "What's up?" "Head's spinning," Jay managed to stammer out. "Ass hurts." It wasn't clear he could keep a thought any longer than those four words. "And you?" Aiden asked, turning to me. "How's that hole?" "A little tight at first." "But now?" "Just right." "Good to hear. And he's been good?" "Fucking amazing. Didn't pass out like Tucker. Or, rather, hasn't passed out yet," I said. I smiled at Tucker. His expression was grim. He already knew that he was the backup plan. Although, with the way my cock was feeling, Jay was merely the appetizer before Tucker's hole turned into my main course. "Well, you can't have everything." "Nah. But it's all good." "Yeah. You gonna cum in his hole?" Aiden asked me. "Hell yeah," I said. I slammed my dick into him. Aiden's question had made me acutely aware of the tingle at the tip of my cock. It was my precum flowing into the boy. It was my dick throbbing in anticipation of release. It was me making sure Jay knew he was my bottom. "Fucking getting close," I grunted. "That's what I want to hear," Aiden said. "Let the animal take over." Unfortunately for Jay, the animal had already taken over. I was just watching, letting the primeval part of my brain do the basest act of fucking. "Give him your load." "You're going to get it," Tucker said. "Lucky," he mouthed. He had still not had the pleasure of my cum, since the last time, his punishment for passing out was that he didn't get the pleasure of my orgasm. I had jerked off, as he gingerly touched his hole while feverishly jerking his own dick. He had begged me for my load, but I made him watch as I ate it myself. "I know," Jay said, barely aware of the drama he was starting. "You want it?" Tucker asked Jay. He was talking to Jay, but he was staring right at me. The expression was very familiar. It was a look of hunger and need. He was distraught, that it was Jay who was getting fucked. He needed a dick slamming into his hole and filling him with cum. "Yeah," Jay said. It was only a single word, but he was just like Tucker. Released by the crystal he had done, his hunger for cock and cum had overwhelmed him, and he had no ability to hide his wanton desire. "Let Damon know it," Tucker said. "Beg him for it." If I didn't know how Tucker had begged for dick, I could almost hear a dominant top. "I fucking love that," I said. "Beg for my load, faggot." "Please, you gotta give it to me. Cum in me. Fucking give it to me." Aiden wrapped his arm around me. It was a little too familiar, but I couldn't bring myself to do anything about it. My cock was doing all of my thinking, and Aiden's touch only pushed me closer to the edge. "Cum in him," he whispered into my ear. "Cum in his ass." I remembered the first time another man had said that to me. I remembered how I was balls-deep in him. I remembered how it felt to be inside of him raw, to be dripping my pre-cum into him. Unlike so many women, he didn't tell me to pull out. "Oh fuck," I grunted, and slammed my cock into Jay. "Oh yeah," Aiden said. He had seen me cum enough times to know my tells. "Fucking load him up." "OH FUCK," I grunted again. My balls were tight against my body, and the barest move of my dick sent waves of pleasure up and down my shaft. "OH HELL YEAH." I didn't care that I was surrounded by many other men. My goal here was to get off, and I was going to get off the way I wanted. "GOD DAMN," I grunted, as my dick throbbed and pulsed. "TAKE IT," I roared, the spurt of cum shooting down the length of my shaft and directly into Jay's helpless ass. Before I could even get over the pleasure of the first spurt, another jet of white-hot semen inoculated the boy's hole. "FUCKING TAKE IT," I grunted. "Give it to him," Aiden said. I could barely understand the words, but I knew exactly what he was telling me to do. I pulled out my dick a few inches, then pressed it back in. Jay's hole was noticeably better lubricated from my sperm. That only served to milk out two more volleys of seed, further loading up the young man's tight hole. "Make his first night taking dick a night for him to remember." "Oh fuck yeah," I said. "Fucking filling him up with cum." My hips were still pushing in and out, even as my dick became incredibly sensitive to each movement. "He came in you," Tucker said. He wanted a load. The jealousy was painful to hear. I couldn't stand still carefully enough. Each tiny bit of movement brought the most agonizing pleasure. Even though I had just cum, my balls were still swollen. I wanted to shoot again, and I knew that Tucker was going to be the perfect victim for the drug-fueled, depraved second fuck of the night.

After placing pillows and beach towels on the bed, I went back to the living room. Tom was standing in bewilderment dressed in everything but his track pants which Clyde successfully pushed down past his sneakers. He wore a white t-shirt, his white jock strap that framed his neg jock ass (tonight’s target) well. His beautiful hairy muscular thighs were fully on display for us above white crew socks and blue sneakers. He looked amazing that way. I imagined how he’d look crouching down to catch a grounder looking like that; or stretching his legs to tag out a runner as he approached third base. My daydream was broken when I heard Clyde tell Tom to get on the bed, “On all fours.” I watched Tom’s ass as he walked slowly to the bedroom. I thought about how that that butt was now carrying Clyde’s poz cum, and how my own raw cock was about to penetrate that sweet hole. He got onto the bed on hands and knees like Clyde demanded. Clyde tucked a couple of pillows under Tom’s waist and asked him if he’s ever been fucked barebacked before tonight. Tom shook his head, his sweat-drenched brown hair now covering his eyes. “No, sir. I… Back in Wisconsin, my baseball coach would fuck me for a year before I moved here. But we always used condoms. Same with Eric, my boyfriend, who I broke up with last week.” Clyde opened the poppers and held them under the kid’s nose. “Spread your legs for John. He is going to fuck you bareback now, and you’re going to let him.” “Aw! Fuck,” Tom whined. He was loaded up with the fresh cum of an old man whom he barely knows. He doesn’t know that the load up his ass is poz. He might suspect? I don’t know. Tom must feel like he is being used by us. He must feel like we are taking advantage of his youth and inexperience. His legs widened for me, and his butt cheeks parted while framed by that bright white jock strap; I could now see the reddened pucker and some of the sperm that had escaped it. With plenty of precum on the end of my cock, I rubbed the head of my dick around Tom’s hole to gather the excess cum that had gotten away. I mixed it with mine, and I pressed it all against his hole. “Aw!” he moaned each time I teased that I was going in. Press; let up. Press; let up. I knew the poppers were getting to him when he rested his forearms on the bed, causing his ass to be raised up on the pillows. “Do it, John. He’s ready,” Clyde signaled. Tom could hear, I’m sure. But at this point, he already had one load up his butt. I could tell, and Clyde could too, that Tom was surrendering his ass to us. I plunged my raw cock into the boy’s hole. With Clyde’s cum, my precum and the Crisco we used as lube, it was easy going. Not so much for Tom, though. Apparently, my cock was splitting him open more than Clyde’s did. Tom was yelling out and grunting against the pain. Clyde coached him to open up for me. “Relax. Let the man fuck your tight hole open, Tom.” Tom’s hole was tight, warm and wet. Just what a couple of pervy old men long for. He gripped my cock with his ass whenever I tried to pull out. He relaxed when I pushed up and in. So I began speeding up the fucking. I wanted nothing more than to ram my boner up that third baseman’s butt. Finally we had him on our bed, submitting to the exact thing that we both wanted. His hole never let up. It was like it was trying to milk the cum from my balls. “Awww,” Tom moaned as I battered his hole with my rod. Clyde shoved his cock back into Tom’s mouth. I felt like my virus was boiling up in my semen, wanting release into this young, warm, neg hole. I reached under the kid to feel his cock through the ribbed material of the jock pouch. He was rock hard and his jock was soaked, slimed with his precum. So I grabbed a fist full of the jock’s waist band and rode that sweet ass home. I spoke to Tom. “I’m going to do it, jock boy. I’m gonna flood your neg hole with my sperm you fucking… AAAh!” My cum blasted into the jock’s hole as it gripped my cock once again. “Hell yes, fuckin’ knock this boy up, John. He’s taking it.” Tom moaned a protest with his mouth around Clyde’s cock. Clyde just pushed the boy’s head back onto his cock. I unloaded second fresh blast of sperm into Tom’s warm hole, and then a third. Both Clyde and I continued fucking Tom at both ends. I watched Clyde’s face as he fucked Tom’s throat, as I knew he was building up another load. Clyde pulled out of the kid’s mouth and told me to step aside. He hurried over as I pulled out of the kid’s hole. Two seconds later Clyde was up inside Tom’s hole blasting another poz load in there. He rode the boy’s ass, not caring how rough he got. I heard the jock strap rip as Clyde rammed him. Tom grunted and tried to push Clyde off. About a minute later, when Clyde finished bucking, he slid out of the kid’s butt. Tom, with tears on his face, jumped off the bed and walked into the living room, grabbed his track pants, hurriedly put them back on, and darted out the front door. I looked at Clyde. He smiled. “Let’s open the champagne.” ------------------------------------------------- Later on that year, on one rainy night in December, Tom rang our doorbell. He was standing on our door step rain-soaked and drunk from his santa hat to his toes, asking if he could come in and warm up. After standing him by the fireplace, it only took us a minute to push his jeans down far enough to enable Clyde's raw cock to once again slide into that third baseman.

First time I ever got it was a while back. My daddy was in a rush to leave but my mum was in the toilet. He had basically been irate all day because of something to do with work and had been arguing with her so she had shut herself in the toilet and ran a bath. I was keeping out of his way while he was shouting in the hallway to be let in and was totally getting ignored. I don't know if it was out of anger or vengeance but he shouted something at her about pissing on something she liked and then stormed about for a bit before coming into my room and demanding I pull my trousers down and get innthe doggy position on the bed. I didn't know what he wanted to do but like his commands so I did what he said. He jammed it in me like usual, calling me a good little bitch boy but then stopped moving, which was unusual. When I first realised he was pissing into me a started to squirm instinctively but he pinned my neck onto the bed with one hand and took an arm in the other so I couldn't move and told me to be good. I don't think I've ever been more surprised in my life but it was so warm and nice that I let him finish.he got off me, telling me to clench so that I wouldn't spill it and jerked out of me. Then he left the house, shouting something at my mum while he went. I was transfixed on the feeling inside me but couldn't keep it on for long and had to go to the toilet in a base which I hid and cleaned out later after my mum was done in the bathroom. He still does it occasionally. I think he likes it. I think I do too