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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.

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....

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.

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.

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.

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 ?

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 had secretly fantasized about getting charged up. I'm a bareback bottom , love to get fucked, and having a guy breed my hole. The idea of having a hot guy fuck me and blow his dirty seed in all in my ass had inspired many spank marathons. I'm sure that I have taken a poz load before not knowing the status of whoever was fucking me or really even caring for that matter. I had never knowingly let a guy that was pozfuck me. One night I was cruising all the slut sites looking for other bareback guys to play with when this really hot guy messaged me. He said that he had read in my profile that I liked to go bare and that I was a btm. He told me that he was looking for a hole to use for the evening. That got my attention I had never been submissive and must admit it had been another fantasy of mine to completely give up control. He asked me if I was into pnp and I told him that I do party sometimes. We chatted a little while with the standard Q&A, u know how big, what position, where to cum. Then I asked poz/neg? He responded with poz. I told him that I was neg. To which he responded "u want to get a charged load n u tonight?" I was shocked and very turned on, I asked him if he fucked neg guys bareback. He told me he did all the time and that he even hosted several conversion partys. I wasn't familiar with the term, he explained that a conversion party was were a group of poz tops get together and breed a neg guy. The sole reason purpose was to spread dirty seed, and infect the neg btm. Before I could answer he asked me if I liked to pnp. I told him that I did, but I didn't have any party supplies. He said that if I wanted I could come over to his place and get ass fucked and get high. He asked me if I had ever slammed, I told him that I had been slammed before but I was terrified of needles. "I'm very good at slamming others" he returned. Should I go? The thought of getting slammed and pounded was so tempting but was I ready to take that step towards becoming poz? "I might ass well" I responded. He gave me directions and I was on my way. When I got to his house we sat and talked a while. He told me that he was going to enjoy planting his dirty seed in me, then asked me if I liked groups. I told him yes and he said good that he would get us slammed then have a few of his top buddies stop by and load my ass. He told me that I was going be a cum dump for him and his friends. I asked him if the guys were poz or neg he told me that they were poz. This made my dick begin to grow. He got the slam ready and did me first. When he released the belt on my arm I could feel the rush hit me instantly. Then came the cough. It was very strong. He did himself and sat down on the bed next to me. I started sucking his dick while I was taking off my clothes. He stood up bent me over the side of the bed, lubed my hole up with some elbow grease that was laying on the bed, and shoved his dick all the way in. Normally this would have brought tears to my eyes and a fist to his face, but it didn't even really hurt, I guess I was so high that I couldn't feel it. It wasn't long before he started to pound really hard and said he was about to cum. He stopped and pulled out and made me tell him that I wanted his seed. Which I told him. He managed to get his dick back inside me, and with a few hard thrust he unloaded in my hole. He walked out of the room and told me to stay put. When he returned he had a collar and some restraints, which he fastened on my wrist, ankles, and neck. Then I followed him into another room, it was a play room, with a sling, TV playing porn, fuck bench, some toys and lube and a computer set up with a web cam. He helped me into the sling and hooked the restraints to the chain supports. Then started to cruise the sex sites for tops to come and try out my hole. In no time 15 or 20 mins. there were three guys in line to blow their load in tight hole, and five more on the way. I realized that I had just came to this guy's house let him drop a charged load n me and now was going to be a cum dump for whoever accepted his invitation, and I hadn't even gotten my benefactor's name. He walked over to the sling and let me know that the web cam was on and I was going to be used all weekend. There must have been ten or more guys that had charged my ass with dirty seed before the slam started to fade away. He could tell that I was beginning to come down and he mixed up a booty bump and told me to get on the floor face down with my ass in the air, as he unlocked the restraints. Once I was on the floor he inserted the booty bump and told me to squeeze my ass tight so that the booty bump and all the spunk wouldn't drip out. As I started to feel my stomach cramp up from the booty bump he dressed me and told me that we were going to the baths and that I was going to take all loads. He rented one of the sling rooms and told me to get into the sling as he mixed up another booty bump. I secured the restraints myself, all but one arm. He came over secured the last arm and started to insert another booty bump. I told him that I was okay for now. To this he responded by placing a ball gag n my mouth and continued with my booty bump. It had only been about twenty minutes since the last one. Now I was so high that I couldn't focus or see straight. He began to fuck me again, telling my how sloppy my hole was and that when he had fucked me the first time that he had ripped me. He said that he knew because when he pulled out there was blood all over his dick. He said that was a good thing, it would make it easier to ensure that my neg status was gone for good. Then he told me that he had used a .4 needle for my slam and that when he slammed me, there was still a good bit of his poison blood in it, and now it was running thru my veins. He must have been fucking me for at least an hour, not that I was complaining. My ass was so hungry from the booty bumps that the only thing I could think about was getting more dick. He shot another death load in me then opened the door and walked away. It was a few mins before the first guy walked in and began to get his dick hard so that he could fuck me. He was a much older man probably 55 or 60 but he had a huge cock. He came after about five mins of fucking, wiped his dick off and left. I didn't realize that there was a group of four guys waiting, they took turns one after the other all loading my eager ass. A while later my friend returned, closed the door and mixed up a huge booty bump. He squeezed it into my hole and for good measure he pushed a large rock of meth up my ass with his finger. He massaged it until it was completely dissolved. Then he removed the ball gag and asked me how I was doing. I was so high I couldn't hardly answer but I managed to say that I was feeling a little dizzy and hot. He gave me a bottle of water and told me to drink it all as he unlocked the restraints. I drank the water and instantly began to feel better. He said that he had to leave to do something but that he would be back. Then he told me that he had left a message on the all the dry erase boards saying there was a "eager ass in the sling room taking all loads POZ IS A PLUS" as he left. I knew that I should probably get up and leave but the meth was starting to take effect. So I waited. It wasn't long before a line began to form, I eagerly took every load that was offered. I'm not sure how long I was there in the sling room or how many guys filled my hole with their juice. When I finally started to come down from the meth climbed out of the sling, put on my clothes, and left the bath house. I felt so trashy when I walked into the day light, like everyone knew what I had just done. Not to mention that there was a wet place on the ass of my jeans where some of the spunk had slipped out of my now opened hole. It has been a few months since that happened so I'm not sure what my status is but I did feel like I had the flu about 2 or 3 weeks after it happened. [For the record - be really careful about drug use guys. Drug use can definitely kill you and while a few can manage their drug use, many others can't and you never know which camp you'll be in... Plus, real sluts don't need drugs to be slutty...]

This is erotic fiction written by me. I have more chapters to come. ________________________________________________________________________________ The Broken Jock by @ButtB4iGo Part 1 As a horny young man in his mid-20s, I had been raging for sex. But I was a good young gay and had mostly just adhered to the idea that "safer sex" with condoms with a few top men I knew and liked, was the only kind of sex a 21st century submissive boy could ever hope to experience. That all changed for me about four weeks ago. My name is Adam and I play shortstop for a gay softball team in San Francisco. While I'm a stocky kind of guy, I actually preferred sports that didn't utilize large builds as much. I mainly played baseball in high school and water polo in the fall instead of football, even though every year, the football coach would try to recruit me for my blocking potential. My senior year, my water polo coach yelled at him for that. Coach Pfeiffer needed my arm in the pool to make goals. Coach had a crush on me, too. I could tell. We never did anything—we couldn't—but he enjoyed being around me. He was good looking, gruff and sweet; he had a wife and family, too. But he lingered when looking at me. Once in the locker room, he stretched out a five-minute conversation with me to 15 just so that he could spend some time with me in my drying Speedos. And, while I was a virgin just trying to figure out how to exist in the closet, I loved having his advice, his attention, his adoration. While stocky, I have a naturally fit body. I am young, and have a good Germanic face with brown eyes and blonde hair. At 25, I have been feeling like I was at my prime and needed to start using my looks and my good body to get laid a lot more than I was. And, being a submissive bottom, I was yearning to take a few more risks than I have allowed for before. So, one Saturday evening, after a softball tournament, instead of going out to the Castro to celebrate with the team, I went directly to the darkest leather bar I knew of without changing out of my uniform. I hung out by the pinball machine with an ice cold beer. I played a couple games of pinball as men began crowding the bar for the evening. As I played, I occasionally felt hands on my ass, which got me hard immediately. I decided earlier that day to let assertive men take advantage of my submissiveness in the bar. These men seemed to already know that they could take liberties with me as a couple of them put a hand down the back of my uniform pants to give my hole a good goose, something my jock strap provided easy access for. After an anonymous man thrust his groin against my butt causing the pinball machine to tilt, I wasn't mad. I turned around to find a couple of grinning, cigar smoking older men in their 60s standing right behind me. Each had bulging erections in their jeans. The older one, Phil, bought me beer. For a couple hours, they both chatted me up and groped me through my softball uniform to see how I'd react. I just answered their questions, like how our team did in the tournament, as they took turns feeling me up. I loved the attention these much older me were showering on me. It reminded me of Coach Pfeiffer. How Coach probably wanted to interact with me in this way while talking to me and asking me questions while my ass and junk filled out those McKinley High red Speedos. After about thirty minutes of playing with me, the two men simultaneously put my hands over their crotches so that I could feel their hard cocks through the soft denim of their pants. The silver-haired daddy, Phil, who I learned was 72, then said something to his friend, Ron, that I couldn't hear. Ron smiled under his dark mustache, nodded and turned to invite me to Phil's apartment for drinks. I nodded and gulped down the rest of my beer. In the taxi, I sat between the two men in the back seat. Both had their hands on my thighs. The silver daddy leaned over to my ear and asked me if I liked getting fucked. Thinking of the condom-sheathed fuck I last had with a 30-year-old fuck buddy about three months ago, I told him yes. Then he told me that he was going to call his friend Hank to come over, too. I made no remark to that, and prepared myself to let go; submit myself to these men over twice my age, and whatever they had in mind. So far, I've only had two boyfriends and about five fuck buddies with the oldest being 32. It was an intense feeling, letting go—an electric energy that urged for more. The men worked fast. When we got to Phil's apartment and stepped just inside the door from the outer hallway, the two men grabbed me and pulled down my softball uniform pants and told me to bend over the railing just inside the entry way. I bent over and saw that the four condoms that I had put in my back pocket had fallen out and onto the floor when the men yanked my pants down. Without warning, Ron pushed his raw cock up my asshole while the older man, Phil, stepped around to my head and pushed his giant cock into my mouth as I struggled to keep my balance. He told me to breathe through my nose, and then pushed farther in, his large mushroom-shaped cock head knocking against the entrance to my throat. Both were loudly saying "Fuck yeah!" "Take it, boy!" and "Damn!" as they spit-roasted me, not even knowing that I have never before been fucked this way, and by strangers, and without using condoms. Previously, I had even made my two former boyfriends wear condoms when they fucked me. Neither mentioned the condoms on the floor, even though they saw them spill out from my pocket. Instead they began their bareback assault on me. After all the groping and prodding, the men just assumed they could take that liberty, too. Best as I could, I accommodated the two raw cocks that were now invading my body, submitting to unprotected sex for the first time. I heard moans and grunts coming from the two men. Ron kept pushing his cock into my tight hole and was roughly trying to fuck my ass as much as he could without lube. "You like raw cock, boy?" he grunted. I gagged on Phil's cock in my feeble attempt to answer, but I instinctively opened up my throat enough to take the large head into my throat. Phil moaned, "Ah, I just entered his throat, Ron." "It sure didn't take long for you to get in balls deep. I'm not having the same success on this end. This boy is super tight!" Frustrated that the dry fuck wasn't happening as easily as he had hoped, Ron pulled out and went to the kitchen for something. My hole was a little soar from Ron's dry assault, but Phil grabbed my hair and began deep fucking my throat. "Choke on it, boy. Come on. Breathe through your nose!" Ron came back a few minutes later and used his finger to lube my hole up better with Vaseline. "We're only using the best vintage lube on this boy hole." "Are you using my stuff, too?" Phil asked him as he bucked into my throat repeatedly. His cock got very rigid after asking that question, and I could feel the pulsing in my mouth that was making his dick bigger. "Yep," said Ron. "I just had a feeling this big jock boy was going to let one of us bareback him at some point tonight. I'm going to put it in now. Spread your legs boy! More!! Good thing we left it out to thaw." Soon I felt a small hard nub enter my sphincter, and then cool liquid being shot inside my hole, and I heard Phil say, "Is it all in?" "Almost..." said Ron. "Fuck yeah, boy!" Phil growled as Ron finished loading my hole with the fluid and then spanked me hard. I flinched and almost fell over. Phil went on to say, "That's a collection of three weeks of my sperm lining your hole right now. I keep my very own sperm bank just to lube up tight boy holes like yours. Damn, Ron! Hold him down. I need to be the one to fuck that shit in good." With Phil's collected loads now inside me, I was delirious with the thought of having my first breeding, and from an older man I just met at a bar. He's not even a boyfriend! I wasn't the "good gay boy" anymore. I was being irresponsible with my body, dangerous. But the feeling of having sperm in my ass for the first time made me feel owned… and free, and I surrendered fully. Phil, even without knowing that he was initiating me into whoredom, was doing everything he could to intensify this new experience for me. He pulled his cock out of my throat and got behind me. I was looking at the spilled unopened condoms on the floor when I felt his large cock head pop into my hole, and Phil pushed. With my hole lubed up with his thawed cum and the oil-based lube, it slid slowly in to my still tight hole, and he went all the way, balls deep. I was trying to take it all but it was a lot of dick. I flinched again and Ron got in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders to keep me in place. "Damn! You're all in! Fuckin' hot!" said Ron, who then grabbed a brown bottle and a rag from somewhere and told me to suck his dick. He pushed his cock into my mouth. Being the submissive boy, I sucked Ron's dick like a real cocksucker. The intensity of this sexual experience required my full submission: I needed to do whatever I could to please these men! Phil was still balls deep and coaching me to relax, "You've got a vice grip on my cock, boy! But I gotta to fuck my seed in." "This'll help." Ron all of a sudden pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed my head down into a handkerchief doused with a strong scented fume. "Breathe this in, you'll be alright," he coached. "Start fuckin' that boy hole, Phil. Open it up" Phil started fucking me hard as I inhaled my first ever hit of poppers. As the buzz of sex got stronger, I was able to allow my hole to be invaded more fully by Phil's cock. It hurt at first, but the buzz and Ron's coaching helped me relax my hole for Phil to take his boy's ass for good. "Take another, boy. We need that hole open," Ron urged. After my second hit, I was lit, and Ron shoved his cock back into my mouth. While Ron fucked my throat and made me suck his cock head off and on, Phil kept long dicking me for about 20 minutes, repeatedly telling me how he was nailing his seed into me, and how I needed his hot live load up in there, too. "Gonna fucking breed you full of swimmers, boy," I heard him grunt with each thrust as he worked to unload in me. "Here it is, boy. Fuuuuuuuck!" In the cold cum, I easily felt new warmth inside my once sperm-virgin hole as I took my first live cum load. After he finished breeding me, Phil tried fucking his load in more, but his cock was too sensitive after cumming. That's when I heard a voice behind us say, "Let me drill that hole for awhile." That must be Hank. "Do it, man," said Ron with his cock still lodged in my throat. "No condoms tonight. We somehow found this hot jock boy at the club, got our raw dicks inside him, poppered him up, and now he's taking multiple loads up his ass." Hank gave a hearty chuckle and reached between my open legs and put his hand inside the crotch of my jock strap and felt my hard dick and all the precum I had leaked in there. I heard Hank say, "I brought my old pal Charlie with me. He's into milking cum outta the boys I fuck. Come on over here, Charlie, and have seat under the boy. He's already got a jock full of precum for you." Charlie got under my legs. He was bald, and looked to be about 90, but he moved my jock pouch over and started sucking my cockhead, and milking my shaft with his hand. My precum pumped out onto his lapping tongue. And Charlie exclaimed, "Ah, boy, you've got a sweet tap on you! Give Ol' Chuck all that you've got." Charlie began to suck my dick in ways that encouraged my precum to ooze out for him. I was getting used fully by these old men. Fuck yes! As Hank teased my now open wet hole with what felt like a small hard metal object, Ron pushed the poppers under my nose again. "I'm gonna take this hole, boy," Hank taunted. Again, I inhaled Ron's poppers and my head spun as Hank pushed against my wet hole. "That's it, open up for my raw dick." I felt the hard thing enter my hole and then Hank's hard cock followed. "That's a big P.A. you got on you, Hank. Damn hot!" Ron's cock was in my throat again and he put down the poppers. Hank fucked slow at first. "Damn that's a good hole! How many loads are in 'em?" I felt Phil's cool cum running down my left leg as Hank pumped more cock inside. "Twelve. All mine!" Phil chuckled. "You used your stash. Damn, that's hot! So my load is going to make this an official gangbang breeding of a this hot jock cum whore by us granddads." Little do they know that Hank will only be the second man to ever shoot his sperm load into my hole at all. In my head, I acknowledge that I'm begging for it from a man I haven't even seen before. At that thought, I pumped a good amount of precum into Charlie's mouth and he mmmm'ed. This "faceless" man continued to fuck my hole with the encouragement of Phil and Ron for about 15 minutes. His P.A. was hitting my prostate perfectly and it made me moan and squirm. "I'm close," said Hank. "I'm glad this one's taking loads because there's no way I'm pulling out of this tight hole." Hank came with a yell and I felt the blast hit my gut and warm it. That's when Ron pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, "Ahhh, I'm going to come soon, but I want that hole." Hank finished unloading in my hole as Ron came around to my ass. Hank pulled his hard cock and P.A. out of my hole and Ron immediately replaced it with his. "Damn, I almost came in his mouth!" Ron lamented. "I need to breed willing young jock ass when I can get it." Ron fucked in and out hard, but then he slowed and I soon felt his cock throb and felt the warmth again. He didn't make any vocal noises. He's a stealther, I've heard. A younger guy pulled me aside at the bar warned me that he got stealthed by the man I was hanging with. He told me that a week prior, Ron had fucked him using one of the five condoms the guy had brought over to Ron’s place. But then Ron asked the guy to stay the night. Early in the morning while the guy was sleeping, Ron had rolled him over and entered him again. The young guy said that he knew that they had talked about using condoms and had done so earlier, so he just assumed Ron would have been a gentleman and put one on before waking him with a cock pushing into his gut. But, Ron had not put on a rubber before the early morning fuck. He just barebacked the guy without telling him and quietly unloaded inside him. I thanked the guy for warning me. But that story had me rock hard. And that is just like how Ron, the third man to ever bareback and breed me, came inside of me… stealthily without a sound. When Ron pulled out of me, Phil pushed his re-erected cock back inside me and asked Charlie if he was getting any cum out of me. He mumbled yes as he sucked and pumped my rock hard dick. As he worked his mouth and tongue on my young, sensitive circumcised cock head, it throbbed and pushed out more precum for him to swallow. While Charlie suckled me, Phil pulled me up to speak in my ear: "Feel my dick and all the sperm inside you, boy? You have four old men using up that sweet jock ass and cock. You like being used, don't you, boy." When he said those words, I felt Charlie suck harder to take more of my precum, I couldn't hold back any longer, I was close. "You let us all take what we want, boy. Let Charlie have your sweet young load." When he said that, I blew my load violently into Charlie's mouth, trembling with my chest once again against railing. My still shoed feet were lifted off the floor as Charlie's upper arms and face pushed my ass up to try get more of my cock in his mouth as he drained me of cum. Charlie kept sucking my sensitive cock head making me squirm while I was bent over, my ass still skewered on Phil's 72-year-old cock. As Charlie saw how I squirmed he only sucked more. As my sensitivity wained, I opened my eyes to see that a hand, probably Hank's, was jacking Charlie off. Phil fucked into my hole and said, "I'm not done with your hole yet, boy, stay put." Phil started to drill my hole again to breed another load into me. But Charlie was cumming now and Hank said, "Shoot your load in my hand, Chuck, and we'll see to it that your load gets inside the boy. That's it, Charlie, give this big beautiful jock boy a big load." Charlie did cum in a huge load that streamed easily into Hank's palm. A minute later, Charlie said he was done cumming and slipped out from under me. Phil pulled his cock out of my ass, and said "Massive load! We gotta get all that inside him." I closed my eyes and felt Charlie's seed being dumped on my hole while some fingers quickly pushed it all just inside my open sphincter. "Fuck yeah! Lube my cock up with it, too. That's it. Here you go, boy." Phil pushed his cock into my hole balls deep and the men cheered. "Fuck yeah! You ever get bred by a 89-year-old cocksucker before, boy? Damn that's good stuff." That made Charlie the fourth man to ever have his sperm up my ass. Phil proceeded to punch fuck my hole with his rigid mushroom-shaped cock head about 100 times and then slammed his full rod all the way into me to unload his second load of his "swimmers" into my hole. The other men left as Phil huffed and puffed over my spent body. After about 15 minutes, he pulled out, and I stood up. "Damn, boy, we fucked you up tonight! Such a sweet hairy, jock ass you're letting us all use here. Here's my number. Text me the next time you want men inside you. I nodded, "Yes, sir," as took the card and pulled up my pants. As I tucked in my jersey, I saw Phil pick up the unopened condoms off the floor. He stuffed them to my back pocket grinning, "Don't forget these, boy," and slapped my ass. My hole felt bruised, wet, and empty in my cab ride back to my place. I got hard thinking about what had just happened to me. Then I immediately got my phone out and texted Phil: Me: "Thanks for the fuck, Daddy. U guys got my bareback cherry back there. Only used condoms before tonight. It was hot! Thx. —Adam" Phil: "Nice! Hank, especially, will like hearing that. Was just on the phone with him. He went on and on about your hole! LOL. Maybe next time, you'll meet him. Anytime, boy. I'm happy to have you …and your bareback cherry."

I'd been talking to this Dude for months. He's POZ. Nice guy. We talked on the phone, exchanged emails, and met once or twice on neutral grounds, like coffee shops and restaurants. Till then we hadn't done anything. Fucking hot bod. A Daddy type. Perfect for me. I'm 28, brown eyes and hair, smooth, and boyish overall. He's in his late 40's, divorced, solidly built, hairy chest, salt and pepper, with a Cock to kill for. He hadn't done me bare, cause he's POZ. I wasn't. At last not yet. He barebacked, but only other POZ guys. He knew about me—that I was NEG and screwed around. I barebacked, too. Some call me promiscuous; and, yes, I'd done the whole nine yards—the Net, the Baths, Bookstores, and Adult Theaters. He didn't know how bad I needed it. At first he was reluctant cause of my Status, and he feared he'd weaken or give in. The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak—that kind of crap. But he knew himself. I give him credit. He insisted on staying fully clothed, so determined was he to do nothing to impair my health. But I turned him on enough that he wanted to see my Ass in action. He planned merely to finger me, stretch me, and use his Dildos on my Cunt. Of course I encouraged him, supposing what would lead to what. I can get any guy to fuck me. Case in point. When I showed up at his house, it was touch and go. He bent me over doggy style—to stretch me out. He started with two fingers, then up to his wrist. Shit, was he rough—twirling them inside my Pussy like my Ass Walls didn’t exist. I started making slopping noises. Maybe it was the Crisco—maybe my Ass Juices. But I was fairly sure a good portion of that SLOP was BLOOD. My head throbbed from the Poppers. I begged him to fuck me. How I prayed that god would fuck me, but he wouldn't do it. Instead he shoved a Dildo up my Ass. No Lube—except for the SLOP already in me. That stretched me even further. Again his fingers. I was getting finger-fucked and dildo-fucked at the same time. I was crazed with Lust. I wanted his Cock more than anything. I reached behind and grabbed his Crotch. When he slid the Dildo out, I turned and kissed him, twisting his Nips. I couldn't take it any longer. I had to shoot. He'd said he wanted to see me Cum. He pushed me to my knees, and the Dildo went back in. Or so I thought. FUCK! IT HURT SO GOOD! He crashed and burned. "I'm gonna fuckin' breed you. I'm gonna drill you with my POZ Cock. You want that, don't you, Fag. I'm gonna POZ you—make you mine." We could hold back no longer. Cum splashed everywhere—OUR Cum!. OUR Dicks pulsed on for minutes. OUR hair, faces, chests, guts, and Cocks were awash with Jizm—MY CUNT WITH HIS POZ CUM. And that's how POZ met NEG.

I got a text yesterday from a guy I've met a couple of times at fisting parties one of my buddies throws (so he can get lots of attention). Jeff's mid-40s, bearded ginger, kinda lumbersexual guy with the exaggerated upper body you see on some gym bears. I knew he was in a relationship because at these parties his rule is supposedly that he can fist but he can't put his dick in any holes. His hands are big and he's never fisted me but he has played with my hole while I have fisted my buddy or fucked someone else who's waiting to fist. So yesterday he wanted to know if I was interested in breeding--his word--his boyfriend who was feeling slutty. He said the had one or two other guys coming by maybe, and he sent me some pics of the bf. Guy looked darkish skinned--could have been middle eastern, maybe, or hispanic, nice body with a hairy ass. And I said I was down for it. A little later I got to their apartment and Jeff let me in. He was naked and I realized I'd never realized how hairy he was. Or that he had a thick bull dick, thicker than mine. It was standing straight out so I knew it wasn't as long, though. He gave me sloppy kiss that tasted like whisky, and led me to the bedroom. I could hear noises and for sure there was another guy there already, fucking the boyfriend. This was a really built black guy, maybe my age in his late 20s. I learned later that his name was Mark. The BF--turns out his name is Sam--on his knees on the bed and Mark the black guy is really nailing him while Sam is grunting. Jeff sticks his head down and peers at Sam's ass from the side, then he waves me over and says, "look at that sloppy cum hole. This stud is gonna load it up with his dirty cum and then you're gonna do it too." And that was pretty much the tone of what went on! I started getting out of my clothes while Jeff climbed on the bed and started slapping his BF's face with his cock, saying shit like, "fuckin' bitch, fuckin' dirty slut, filthy dick pig." The BF was moaning and Mark just kept saying, "fuck yeah, fuck yeah." Jeff had me get up on the bed next to him and we alternated feeding our cocks to Sam. Jeff worked a couple of fingers into my ass, feeling for my prostate, saying, "Gotta help you get a big charged load ready for this cum hole." Finally, Mark started whispering "close, I'm close." Jeff was chanting, "load him up, load him up," and it was damn hot. Mark shook like he was having a fit when he finally shot, and Sam was whimpering like some kind of happy dog. Mark almost fell backward off the bed after he came. I could see his long, thick dick--it had a huge foreskin and a bright pink head--come out all shiny. He reached for a towel but i waved him over and licked it clean for him. I heard Jeff say, "That's fuckin' nasty," in a voice that said he approved. So now it was my turn at Sam's hole. Mark got up on the bed next to Jeff in front of Sam. I didn't bother to lube up because Sam's hole was pretty slick and there was almost no resistance as I slid inside. Mark was slapping Sam's face with his dick, but Jeff was just looking right at me as I started to fuck. "Be sure to give him a big load," he said. "My little cum whore wants your dirty poz cum real bad. He wants to be a big a whore as you are." Now, I never talked about my status--unknown, for the record--with Jeff, but he had a game to play here so I went along. "I'll breed his ass with the dirtiest load he ever had," I said, and Sam started whimpering again. Jeff got a big grin on his face and got off the bed and came to stand behind me. "One whore fucking another," he said, putting a couple of fingers back in my ass. And so pretty soon he was fucking my hole as I fucked Sam. I really didn't have to do any work because Jeff's thrusts were so hard that I drove my dick into Sam's hole effortlessly. Mark was lazily jerking his dick while he watched us and Jeff was more verbal than ever. He was really ready to shoot, too, because it was only about five minutes before he pushed me down on top of Sam's back and said, "You're fucking bred, you filthy poz AIDS bitch. Take my dirty seed." He slammed into me one last time and I could feel him pumping inside me. I was raging hard now and completely revved up. I pulled out of Sam and made him turn over on his back and put his legs in the air. Jeff was kind of gasping for air still and I ignored him after his dick fell out my ass with a pop. Mark was grinning as I climbed on top of Sam and shoved my dick in his hole. I know that changing position after you've been fucked for a long time is a good way to freshen the fuck up. Pretty soon I was fucking Sam hard, staring into his eyes with an angry look in mine. It didn't take me long before I started to cum and then I collapsed on top of him. (I wanted to say something to try to keep the mood up, but I couldn't really beat what Jeff had been saying, and hey, it was his party, let him do that work.) After a little recovery time, Mark fucked Jeff while I fucked Sam again. We both dropped another load but the intensity of the buzz was gone and after that I headed home.

I like the twist. Keep it going.

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.

A really hot anonymous cocksucking video of a very hot sikh top. https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/my-first-sikh-cock-and-load-35192261 This Sikh guy wanted a blowjob. He was shy, nervous and quiet when I arranged this but as soon as we got started and his cock got hard he became more and more dominant and even a bit verbal. He was very horny and knew what he wanted. He used me the way he wanted and got off...

Totally agree. I m married myself and have been barebacking more and more. Literallt pulling to condom off and pushing the cock cock raw in me. I can feel them getting harder as I do it. I am not yet on prep. And most guys tell me that they are happy to pull out. But I know fully well that I may end up with an accidental load in me. Hence I am getting on prep as soon as possible. I know it's only time before a top comes in me. And honestly I would rather be fully aware that a guy comes in me .I will keep you updated

I need to experience this

Part 2: Becoming pregnant fuck meat I walked out into the hall and back up to the hotel bar. I look around. My friends had gone. The bar almost empty, just the barman cleaning up. He looked at me and smirked "I think your friends let honey" he said in a very camp voice and looked me up and down like he was undressing me. Behind me my skinhead appeared. He put his arms around me "c'mon up to my room and I'll call you a cab, you look wasted". I didnt resist, eveything was spinning. Before I knew it I was in his room, sitting on the edge of his hotel bed. He stood in front of me. "Well, whilst we wait for a cab you may as well finish sucking my cock". He pulled down his jeans and his hardening cock sprang out. I was immediately transfixed and began sucking on it like it was the most natural thing to do in the world. I was deep throating it like a pro, like I'd seen in the porn movies. I licked his balls and sucked them into my mouth. I was in heaven. He pulled my T-Shirt off, and pushed me back onto the bed. Then he pulled off my boots and jeans. Within seconds I was naked on my back. I have to go I said, I'm wasted... "Relax" he told me "I have you a little something to help you get into it, being your first time I thought you needed some help" "What do you mean, you gave me something..." I slurred "Just a little something I pushed up your cunt with my tongue" I started sucking my cock. I started moaning. I was in heaven. He replaced his mouth with his hand and moved to licking my arse. I was in heaven, moaning like a total slut. He began fingering me and working my cock at the same time, I'd never felt anything like it. Then he stopped and moved up my body, my legs pinned over his shoulders. He kissed me deeply, his tongue forcing it's way into my mouth. "are you ready, you are going to get fucked tonight, you know that dont you?" "Yes, sir, but please not without a condom..." "It's OK' he said "Dont worry, you are going to get barebacked at some point, it may as well be tonight, You want to lose your virginity properly dont you?" God yes, I moaned and uttered the words every bottom knows so well "Please fuck me, fuck me hard, cum in me, I want you to cum inside me" He pushed his cock into me. I dont even remember it hurting. All I remember is the fucking - him fucking me hard and me taking it like I was born to be bitch. On my back with a man inside me. I was groaning and taking on the role of a slut in ways I didnt think I was possible of - begging him to fuck me harder, to use my cunt. Hurt me, rape me, everything I could think of. My entire world was now about his amazing dick in my arse and for the first time I felt complete, loved and wanted. "I'm getting close" he said "Maybe if you are lucky we'll get you pregnant first time" That sounded kinky, being a girl I thought, pretending I could pregnant. My femboy side had awakened and I loved the idea of being the girl with a cunt. "Yes, please, cum in me, make me pregnant. Give me your babies, I want you to be my daddy, cum in me daddy please cum in me" And then he did it - he pushed down hard and pumped his load into me. Thats all I remember from that night, I must have passed out. I woke up the next morning, still in his bed, naked...

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.

Part 83 - The Ranger Mark slowly ground his hips against Eric’s ass, sliding his cock between the two tight mounds of muscle and flesh. His arm was already around Eric’s body and he tweaked Eric’s nipple which garnered a moan and a “Morning, stud. You looking for more after last night?” from Eric. “You know me, I love being inside you” Mark replied. There was a long pause and then he continued “Uh, I’ve been thinking though. Keep this weekend open. We need to get away and spend some time together other than a quick fuck after we get home from work and then fall asleep.” “Yeah, we have been working too much. What do you have planned?” Eric asked. “Not sure yet, but plan on leaving early Saturday morning” replied Mark. Saturday morning the alarm went off early and Mark and Eric got up and went through the shower. “What should I wear?” asked Eric. “We’re going for a long bike ride, so put your cycling shorts and jersey on. I put everything else in the truck after you crashed last night” Mark said. “Yeah, sorry about that” Eric said as he slid the tight spandex over his body. He put on a pair of tennis shoes, grabbed his cycling shoes and then looked over at Mark who was staring back at him. “Nice ass. I’m gonna be following you close all day” Mark said as they walked out to the kitchen. Mark put a few remaining things into the cooler and they headed down to the SUV. “Holy shit!” Eric exclaimed as he saw the SUV filled with camping gear and both bikes. “Yeah, I wasn’t sure it was all going to fit. But, I added some spit and shoved hard and it all popped in” Mark replied with a grin. They jumped in the SUV and drove a couple of hours and Mark pulled into a park. He put a parking pass on the dashboard of the SUV and got out. Mark and Eric got their gear together for a day ride and hopped on their bicycles and took off. Mark stayed in back, watching Eric’s ass most of the way and yelling out directions as they made a long loop. Mark had set up a lunch break and the two noshed on a half sandwich and salad before heading down the road back to the park. “You lead” said Eric as they left and Mark reluctantly pedaled away. Eric was enjoying watching Mark in front of him, his tight shorts showing off the muscles in his legs and his firm ass. It was almost 6pm when they made it back to the park. They swapped the camping equipment for their bikes in the SUV and found their assigned campsite. It only took a half hour and they had the tent up, the cooler open and the stove cooking dinner. It had been a warm sunny day and both Mark and Eric had pulled off their sweaty jerseys and cycling shorts and traded them for loose athletic shorts. They watched the sun set and chowed down on their gourmet camping dinner of steaks and veggies. Mark realized by the time they started eating dinner they had already killed off a six pack of beer and three joints. Mark and Eric sat on the ground next to their camping lantern with Eric between Mark’s legs and his back against Mark’s chest. “Too bad we can’t have a fire but I don’t want to be responsible for the next forest fire the state has to deal with” Eric said. “We can make our own fireworks tonight” Mark replied before laughing loudly. “Damn, you’re getting really corny in your old age” Eric replied. Mark groped and kissed Eric for a while and could feel his cock straining at his shorts. They saw a truck pull into the parking lot in the distance and it stood there for several minutes before it came down the trail towards their camp site. Eric moved next to Mark just as the truck stopped next to their campsite. It was obviously a forest ranger’s pickup and he got out and came over to the two of them. “Evening guys. I’m just checking on the campers and making sure they know that we’ve banned open fires this season” the ranger said. Mark was looking at the guy up and down, enjoying the bulge in his uniform that seemed to be even larger from his position on the ground. “Thanks. I saw the notice and we just used our camp stove and the battery powered lantern.” Mark replied. “Well, there are other ways to start a fire and I can smell that you guys have been smoking, so be careful. We haven’t gotten much rain this month and everything is dry.” the ranger replied. “Busted” said Eric quietly. “Yeah, I don’t mind as long as you don’t cause any trouble” the ranger said. Mark chuckled and said “We have some extra if you want a few hits.” Eric jabbed Mark in his ribs, surprised that he would suggest that the ranger stick around and get stoned with them. “Considering that you’re the last stop for me on this round, I think that’s a good idea” the ranger replied with a laugh. Mark grinned and said “Have a seat. Beers are in the cooler if you want one too.” He reached into his backpack and fished out another joint and the lighter and turned back just in time to watch the ranger pop open a beer can. The three laughed and Mark lit the joint, taking a big hit before handing it to the ranger. The ranger took his hit and passed the joint to Eric. “Fuck, thats some good shit” the ranger said after he exhaled. He took a swig of beer and licked his lips as he looked over Mark and Eric. They passed the joint around a couple more times until Mark finished it off and stubbed the remains out on a rock. “Pot always makes me horny” the ranger said staring back at Mark and Eric. “Who’s the bottom?” the ranger asked and then realized that he had said it out loud. Both Mark and Eric laughed and said, almost in unison, “We’re both vers.” Mark then asked “Is it that obvious we’re queer?” “Nah, I saw the window sticker on your truck when I checked out the permit. I just didn’t think the guys that would have a ‘unicorn farting rainbows’ sticker would be so fuckin hot. I expected some girly guys” the ranger said. “Sorry to disappoint you” Eric said with a grin. “Well, I was hoping to get a good blowjob when I saw the sticker but now I don’t know” the ranger said. “I do like to suck cock, but I also want to see what that ass looks like” Mark replied. The ranger stared back at them and then stood up. Neither Mark or Eric knew what was going to happen. Did Mark push it too far? They looked up at the ranger and he looked down at them for a moment and then he unzipped his pants and unbuckled his belt before pushing his pants and underwear down. The guys looked at seven inches of plump semi-hard cock. The ranger slowly turned around giving them a three hundred sixty degree view of his cock and ass. He unbuttoned his shirt and the guys could see a few tattoos poking through the lightly hairy pecs and stomach. “Fuck yeah” Mark muttered as he crawled over behind the ranger. Eric was right behind him and was kneeling in front of the ranger in seconds. Eric didn’t wait and lifted up the cock with his hand and guided it to his mouth. He licked around the tip of the cut cock and then took it into his mouth. Mark was pulling the two halves of the rangers ass apart and dove in tongue first. The ranger’s cock got hard almost immediately and he wasn’t sure which he liked more - Mark's tongue in his hole or Eric’s mouth wrapped around his cock. Both were giving him the attention that he had been craving for months. Almost thirty minutes of sucking and rimming had the ranger close to blowing his load, but Eric was sure to keep it from happening. He pulled off and tapped Mark on the leg before standing up. “I always wanted to do this…” he said as he grabbed the ranger by the hand and led him over to the ranger’s truck. Eric put both hands on the hood and spread his legs, leaving his now naked butt pushed out. The ranger took the hint and positioned himself behind Eric. Mark moved next to Eric and assumed the same position. The ranger laughed and spit on his fingers and lubed up Eric’s hole with it. The ranger moved closer and rubbed his spit covered cock around Eric’s hole and then pushed in. There hadn’t been any discussion about condoms and Eric was relieved - that talk always seemed to dampen the sexual energy. Eric felt the thick cock stretch his hole open and it kept pushing inside without letting him get used to it. He liked these kind of anonymous fucks where the top just uses him for his pleasure. Mark looked over and watched Eric take the ranger’s cock and the ranger pressing up tightly against Eric’s back. The ranger waited a few moments and then his hips began to drive in and out of Eric’s pussy. Mark had planned on spending the night swapping loads with Eric, but now he had a new plan. He watched the ranger fuck his boyfriend and when he seemed to be getting close he wiggled his butt and pulled it apart with his hands. The ranger laughed and pulled out of Eric and then spit on Mark’s hole before pushing into Mark. “Getting jealous that your buddy was getting all the dick?” the ranger asked. “Yeah, I don’t want him to have all the fun” Mark replied. The ranger started to fuck harder and the sound of their bodies slapping together filled the forest. “You better like it hard, cuz that’s the only way I fuck” the ranger said between grunts. Mark could feel his ass start to get slick and knew that the ranger was lubing his hole with a lot of precum. “God you got a great hole. Tight but knows how to take cock” the ranger said breathlessly. His bare chest was now pressed against Mark’s back, the open shirt occasionally brushing against Mark’s sides. Mark could feel the heavy breath next to his head and the stubble from the ranger’s face on his cheek. Mark would clamp down on the ranger’s cock every third or fourth stroke and could tell that it was getting the ranger closer to blowing his load. Eric was watching Mark get pounded and was wishing it was him. “At least his hole will be nice and lubed when I fuck him later” Eric thought. He moved closer and licked his finger before massaging the ranger’s fuck hole. It was already moist from Mark’s rimming and now from sweat. His finger pushed in easily and the ranger yelled out “Oh fuck!” Eric continued fingering the ranger’s hole, adding only a little extra movement to the ranger’s own. “Yeah, fuck my boyfriend’s ass. I hope you have a big load to dump inside him” Eric said. The ranger started groaning and Eric moved his finger around trying to find the hot-spot. He knew when he found it because the ranger started to whimper almost immediately. “Breed my ass” Mark yelled back to the ranger. The ranger responded with several short, fast thrusts and then he planted his cock deep in Mark’s ass. The ranger held Mark tight as his cock pulsed and shot his built up load into Mark’s hungry hole. Eric could feel the ranger’s hole squeeze around his finger with each spurt of cum. Mark was surprised at how much cum the ranger was pumping into him and almost thought that the guy was going to pass out from his quick breaths. As the last shots of cum and the jabs from the ranger’s cock ended, he pulled free from Mark’s hole. Eric turned the ranger around and pushed him back to the truck fender next to Mark. The ranger’s cock was still hard and the head still sensitive, but Eric opened his mouth and swallowed the shaft whole. He licked and sucked any cum he could find making the ranger shudder. With the cum gone, Eric pulled off and looked up at the ranger, grinning. “Ya, know… if you breed my boyfriend, then I should get to fuck you” Eric said. Mark quickly concurred and before the ranger could say anything, he was facing the truck. Eric spread the ranger’s legs a bit to get his hole lined up with his cock. He spit on his cock and rubbed it around the tense pucker before he pushed in. The ranger wasn’t ready to get fucked and his hole was clenched, preventing Eric from getting in. Mark leaned in and started to kiss the ranger and Eric paused a moment before he tried again. This time the head popped inside and he felt the ranger’s hole spasm from the intrusion for a few seconds. Eric waited and then started to work his cock in deeper with short thrusts from his hips. He was leaking like crazy inside the ranger’s hole and the lube got him ready for a quick shove and his cock plowed the rest of the way in. Mark pushed his tongue into the ranger’s mouth while Eric started to piston in and out of the ranger’s hole. The ranger pulled free from Mark’s mouth and said “Condom?” Mark chuckled and said “You just fucked us bare and came inside of me. I don’t think it’s fair to want us to wrap it up.” “Yeah, but my girlfriend is gonna get pissed if she finds out I got fucked raw” the ranger replied. “I doubt that this is the first time. I’m sure you can find a way to hide our seed” Mark said. Eric picked up the pace and was slamming into the ranger’s ass in a few minutes. He wasn’t planning on this being a long fuck and really needed to empty his balls. Mark was working the ranger’s nipples while he was kissing him. He knew Eric’s signals well and when Eric was about to cum, he put his hand behind the ranger’s head and pulled him in for a deep kiss. A second or two later, Eric shoved his cock in all the way and unleashed a flood of toxic sperm. His cock pulsed and Eric held the ranger tight until the last spurt had filled his hole. Both Eric and the ranger were shaking and Eric slowly pulled his cock out, letting a small stream of cum run down the ranger’s leg. Mark ended the kiss and whispered “now it’s my turn. I love a cummy hole.” Mark slid around the ranger until he was behind him. His cock was rock hard and ready to fuck. Mark grabbed both of the ranger’s shoulders and quickly drove in. The ranger gave a yelp as the thicker, pierced cock made its way inside. “Damn, that was a big load” Mark said to Eric, with a faint sound of disappointment that he didn’t get it. Mark pumped his cock in and out as Eric watched. He would shove in and grind his hips and then resume a constant piston motion. After a good ten minutes of drilling the ranger’s ass, Mark started on his way to breeding the ranger. The strokes got harder and near the end he was pulling out and thrusting back in until their balls slapped together. “Fuck!” Mark stifled his yell with his teeth gritted together, trying to stay as quiet as possible and not alert the other campers if they hadn’t already. Two more shoves and his cock throbbed with his virulent seed joining Eric’s inside the ranger’s cunt. His load wasn’t small either, since lots of exercise always seemed to make Mark shoot more cum. He pulled back and let his still hard cock exit the ranger’s gaping hole. He moved back a few feet while the ranger laid on the fender and hood of his pickup breathing heavily. Eric licked up the cum from Mark’s cock tasting the familiar coppery taste along with his and his partner’s cum. His cock clean, Mark walked over and picked up his shorts and put them on. Eric did the same as Mark tapped the ranger on the shoulder. “You ok?” Mark asked. “Yeah, I am. I had just forgotten how good it feels to have a guy fuck me. I think I am lying to myself when I say I’m straight” the ranger replied. Mark and Eric chuckled. “You’re not even close to straight, dude. Bi maybe, but not straight” Eric said. The ranger pulled up his pants and turned around. “Be careful and remember no fires or sparks. And don’t forget to secure your food items. Don’t put them in the tent” the ranger said as he walked over to get into the pickup. “Sure thing, Ranger Smith” Mark replied with a smile.

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.

Hot story mate. I love poppers, usually huff some every night.

If I am topping a man, he does not get to say "Don't cum in my ass". As we are getting naked, I ask him if he wants my highly charged load. If he says yes, we continue, and I ask him if he wants my highly charged again, with the head of my dick at his hole. After I have my dick inside him for about 2 minutes, I ask him one more time if he wants my highly charged load. If he says no any time, I stop and get dressed. Of the nearly 300 men I have asked this series of questions to, none have ever declined the first or second asking. There have been 6 who decided on the third asking to decline. All 6 came back for another round and none declined the third asking a second time. 296 conversions and counting...

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

She removes the blindfold. Im so fucking high I struggle to focus on her. She comes into focus and i notice her rock hard cock. She gives me the pipe holding it and lighting its contents. Almost in autopilot i take it in. Im so horny at this point my cock feels like its going to break itself off. She helps me sit up then. while standing over me she lowers her asshole to my mouth. It tastes incredible. She spreads her cheeks and i begin to lick inside. I can feel her anus in my mouth. Its been well used over the years and is now like kissing a soft mouth. She begins to kiss me again and i notice we are alone. She flips me over and pulls me back in an attempt to fuck me doggie style but at this point im barely functional. As i lay there face down on the bed i can feel her push her massive cock into my dry hole, she isnt soft. Lying on top of me she begins to thrust into me every now and then stopping to spit into my ever widing anal passage. She is huge and it feels amazing. She tells me i have a great ass and she wants me to be her slut,I nod. She tells me she wants to fuck me all night and I nod. Shes now filling my man pussy with ease. I can feel her meet gliding in and out, friction-less. She filled my ass with natural lube but continued to fuck me even after every last drip oozed deep into my pussy. Then she whispered to me "can my friend come in?" I nod. She grabs the pipe again and sees to her needs first. I manage to sit up. I can feel the spunk leave my hole and pool on the blanket under me. I draw in and hold, exhale. I repeat over and over. My head is spinning and i begin to finger myself. its soft and wet. My fingers slide in without any resistance. She puts her cock in my mouth. Its soft but tastes delicious. Her cock is amazing. As im sucking the cum off her cock she calls out something in a foreign language. She lies down and kisses me i begin to kiss her tits, down her stomach past her cock. I lift her legs to expose her pussy and I begin to devour it. Her friend enters the room. I dont move Im so horny and her ass tastes so greak I keep eating. Feeling his presense behind me i let my ass start to sway left to right. He begins to eat my ass and liche her cum out thrusting his tongue deep inside.When hes eaten his fill he slowly slides his cock into me inch by inch. I am surprised, it feels bigger than hers. I can feel my asshole reach its limit as he begins to pull back out. He begins to work me with his fingers. When hes satisfied he reaches for a large red sex toy on the chest of drawers. The toy looks like 10" + his cock is bigger. He smiles as he disappears back behind me. As he begins to push the toy into my ever widening hole she is getting hard again. She feeds me her cock as I struggle to breath. He tries again to push inside me. Once again i feel like im reaching my limit. I worry my anus might rip but i keep sucking as he beginf to fuck me. How can a regular sized guy have such a massive cock. Hes in me but hes different. He is fucking me hard making every thrust crash off by ass cheeks. Shes kissing me again he is pulling all the way out and thrusting all the way in. She is stroking my cock as i kiss her and stroke her. I begin to lose control in ecstasy as he fucks me harder. He pulls me up to my knees kissing my neck as he fills me with his cum. He pushed me flat on the bed and pulls out his cock. He compliments me on being a great bottom. By now Im functioning again and as i suck his cock i notice the biohazzard tattoo. I can feel her fingering my ass then shes inside me again. She switches between her throbbing cock and the large dildo which by now fits snugly and feels incredible. Her friend leaves the room and we are alone again. She is an incredible kisser. She asks if Im happy. I say I am, Unable to finish she leads me out of the bedroom and into the living room. There is some extreme gay porn playing on the tv. I tell them ive never watched it before. I sit on the sofa watching the porn with the shemale. We kiss and play with other while he sits on his phone and laptop.I tell her she has an amazing body and cock as we look on at monster cock porn. We talk about the sex, we begin to chit chat between the 3 of us. Discuss fantasies. Every now and then the pipe makes a round but we are running low. I offer to pay for more and after initially saying no they accept but buy their own. As we wait for a delivery we finish smoking the remnants and her friend starts showing me profiles of his friends. He has bbrt open on his laptop whatsapp, squirt and grinder open on his phone. Iknow what they are but Iask anyway, He tells me they are meet up apps.. Most of his friends have huge cocks...all seemed to be brazilian. He calls me to the bedroom. He says he wants to fuck me. I do what he wants. On the bed he fucks me in different positions. He lasts a long time. Iask about the tattoo and he tells me he just liked the design. I know better and am more turned on. The party fun arrives and we stop fucking. She sorts everything in the hall and comes back with 3 bags of T 1 bottle of G and some pills. Time has ceased to exist there is only the party, the porn and the sex. By now I have a feeling ive never had before. I can feel my anus throbbing like its signaling that it wants cock. I feel incredible and my asshole feels even better.

Gee, it must be so difficult to have to be considerate of other people’s feelings. I’m so sorry for you. Seriously, though, the way people use the term BBC has always made me super uncomfortable. I think one of the worst examples I noticed recently was how Tim Tales was titling their video previews. They’d have a video of a threeway with two black guys fucking a white guy, and they’d title it something like “Two BBCs for Cody” or something like that. The black guys didn’t even get fake porn names...just “BBC,” as if they were an object like a dildo. I stopped going to the site because it was so awkward and dehumanizing.

Basically the same, been to both actually I’ll probably be at the next meat market in Amsterdam having my bf pimping my hole for strangers to fuck

"I arrived and I text Zach, he ran out to great me. He is so cute, he held out his hand and grabbed mine. He lead me to the sofa and turned a movie on. We watched for about five minutes and then in walked Brian. He was home and I not even thought about the possibility of running into him. I sheepishly said "Hi." He winked at me and sat down and pulled a joint out and light it. He leaned over and I instinctively opened my mouth for him to gunshot me. He did it three more times and then handed the joint to Zach and he feed me three gunshots and they did this three times so I now has 18 gunshots and I was floating. Brian leaned in and kissed me and I turned to Zach to see if he was upset and he leaned in and kissed me. Then they came right in front of me and kissed each other. I was really confused. Brian grabbed the joint and started it all over again but this time only going in two rounds so now I had another 12 gunshots. I was tingling all over and I was feeling great again. Here I sat in the middle of two hot guys under blanket and I felt Zach's hands on my breast and then he unclasped my bras and slide it out of my shirt. Brian on the other side was sliding his fingers up my shorts and he started to finger my pussy. I moaned a little and he smiled. This went on for a few minutes and then my shorts were unsnapped and pulled off leaving me in my panties and a t-shirt. Brian slipped my panties off and started to finger me with two fingers and I was really getting wet and I came and leaned my head back and arched my back. When I stopped moaning and could relax Zach said lets get this shirt off, Brian pulled the blanket off and Zach lifted my t-shirt over my head. There I sat naked in front of the two guys I liked. Two out of the the three. Zach fondled my breast and Brian went down on me and eat me out for a long time and then I came again. I love cumming, it is so hot. Then he started fucking me and he felt a lot better this time after I had taken lots of dick the other night. Yes last night as I remember. Zach kissed me and played with my nipples and then leaned over and kissed Brian on the lips and they made out for a long time and then Brian came inside me. Zach broke the kiss and Brian fucked a little long and then pulled out and presented Zach his dick. Zach sucked him and cleaned up his cum and my pussy juice and then when Brian was satisfied he was clean and his dick was getting soft he got dressed and said he was late for work and then Zach eat my cummy pussy and cleaned up after Brian. It felt great but I was put off my the kissing guys and Zach sucking Brian's Dick. It was kinda gross but I did love him eating me out. Zach made me cum two more times as I had my elbows on the back of the sofa and my knees on the cushions. Then I felt his dick rubbing against my pussy and heard him whisper in my ear. I have a surprise for you. He got up and walked around the sofa and presented me his thick dick. I sucked his head and licked it but then thought if I am sucking his dick who is fucking me. This went on for ten minutes and he could see the puzzled look on my face so he held my head and kept me in place and then I heard the guy behind me shove in deep and cum. I did not recognize his voice or grunts and groans. Then he pulled out and Zach said stay just like this and slipped a blindfold on me and he went behind me I felt his hand on my ass and he must of cleaned up that dudes dick because I herd him say if Zach kept it up he was going to have to put another load in me. Zach said you are welcome to fuck my girl anytime. Now I was his Girl. How did that happen, I did not care I liked that. Few seconds later Zach was eating my cummy pussy and sucking on my lips and then came back to feeding me his dick and another guy rubbed his dick on my pussy and slowly slid in me. he was big bigger than Zach and he fucked bud did not say anything and he seemed be stretching me by moving his dick side to side as he slammed into it and this went on for 5 minutes and I could feel him making room and then he really started fucking and enentually he shoved in me and without a word shot in me. He kept it there and Zach went around and then he pulled out and Zach took his time and once the guy started to move away I heard him say get in there and eat that Nigger cum. He just let a black guy fuck me and he was eating what felt like a huge load out of my pussy. He let three more black guys fuck me before he was done and then after eating all that cum she shoved in me and fucked me till he shot. He took the blindfold off and had me turn around and eat me from the other direction and then pulled the cover up and we cuddled and watched the movie naked till I fell asleep in his arms.

Sunday and I got a text at 10 AM from Brian the cutest one and his text read " Still on for 11?" I text back "yes" There was a long pause and then he text an address "meet me at 1238 Farmington Street." I text back "Okay" Here I was meeting a guy at some address I did not know but he was really hot and I liked him and he made me feel so good. I text April : do you remember those guys at the mall?" Then another text " You said they were bad news, what did you mean?" She test "can't really tell you but stay away from them, why are you asking" Never mind, just curious. TTYL. That was weird but nothing bad was going to happen we were just going to talk. I left around 10:30 and road my mike and when I got to the address he was out front on the porch smoking weed. Wow, right out in the open and he had me come up to the porch and asked if I ever tried anything like that? I said no and he passed it to me and he coached me through inhaling and then when to blow and he had me do it three times and it felt really good. I sat back in the chair and hummed. He broke my humming with a kiss. I had never been kissed like that. I kissed him back and he handed me the joint again and he had me take three big hits again and then he kissed me again. He went through this one more time and by then I was on cloud nine, I am not sure I could even walk but Brian grabbed my hand and pulled me up and guided me into the house. It was a small house with not a lot of furniture. He guided me to the sofa and went to the kitchen to get some drinks and he brought me back a soda. I drink it, I was so thirsty and tingly all over and he leaned in and kissed me and his hand was on my hip and then it slowly went to my left breast and he squeezed it and then to my face and he cupped my head and kissed me even harder. He leaned me forward and unsnapped my bra and fished it out from my blouse and I could have told him to stop but I didn't. This all felt great and I wanted more. He went back to fondling my breast and then he slipped off my blouse and started to suck on my nipples and grab my breast tight and it felt amazing and then he kissed me again. Next he slipped off his t-shirt and unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to the ground and stepped out in his boxer and socks was all he was wearing and he had some tattoos on his stomach, chest and when he turned around his back. He asked me if I liked his tats and then he rubbed his hand on the one at his belt line it was a scorpion. He then guided my hand to this symbol I saw in biology and thought that was odd but maybe he loved biology. He asked me which one of those did I like the most and I told him the Scorpion. He sat back down and lit another joint and had me hit three more times and now I was so buzzed I had to lay my head back and he took that opportunity to slip my skirt off and now I was in my panties and he was in boxers and socks. He went back to my breast and he lightly bit and sucked them, the right first and then the left and as he kissed my neck his left hand found my panties and he pushed them aside and started to rub my clit and finger me lightly and I moaned. He encouraged me and said that's it baby ever sense the first time I met you I wanted to be with you. I told him me too. He slide his finger in me and I moaned loader and looked at him and the said " I knew you would like this." Oh did I. He then put his other hand on my arm and held me as he guided down and I was laying sideways on the sofa with my legs hanging off the side and he grabbed one and lifted it up over his head without dislodging his finger and with my legs now spread he went down and started to lick around his finger and gently finger fuck me. I was really moaning and I kept pushing my head back against the sofa cushion. He kept it up and then it happened I came. I had never had an orgasm before. My legs shook and I really thought something was wrong but it feel so good and I turned my head side to side as I made this sound I new he would hate. Why did do that and he pulled off but left his finger in me and said "Now that was hot," "You make really hot sex sounds! " He then pulled his finger out and pulled my panties down and his boxers off and wow, laying my head to the left I could see his dick or most of it and he looked HUGE, not that I had seen many in my life but I knew it was big. He shook it left to right and hit flopped back and forth but it was hard and staying mostly in a straight line to the right and the left side and then he went back to licking my pussy and he came up and said I tasted so goo and told me I should taste how good and he came and put his lips on mine and french kissed me and as he was doing that the head of his dick was rubbing on my pussy lips and clit. It felt slick and ever now and then he would guide it in a slightly different direction while he was kissing me. I had studies safe sex in health class and I planed on telling him to put a condom on once he stopped kissing me but for now his member was leaking precum all over my pussy and rubbing on me making me even hornier. He came up for air and this was my chance and before I knew it he was kissing me and his dick started to press into me and it hurt. I screamed in his mouth and he held his mouth tight against my mouth and then suddenly it was like I had no voice. I meant to scream loader but nothing came out. It hurt even worse and then he stopped. He must have realized he was hurting me and he came up and my mouth was still open and he moved his dick a little and pulled out and then slow sunk back into me. I had a little whimper and then he did it again and again each like moving a little more and then after what seemed like forever he was fucking me and I started to moan. The pain subsided and now I was tingly all over again and this went on for a long time and I came again. Loader than the first time and he put his hand over my mouth to muffle it and he just kept fucking me and he shot in me and I thought fuck I am not on birth control and he just shot in me. He stayed in me and his dick stayed hard and then he started again and fucked me for 20 more minutes and shot again and then pulled out and said we need a smoke and he lit up a joint and had me take three big hits again and then he smoked one and had me hit it three times. He said lets take a shower and we went to the shower and cleaned up and he finished first and stopped out of the shower and I looked down and my labia was extended and cum was dripping out of me, I washed it off and got out and went to the living room and my phone buzzed. It was Zach and text "how are you?" still on for today? I wanted to tell him no but I text back yes and he text "meet me at 1238 Farmingotn Street" I was puzzled but I text "Okay." Brian was dressed and he said, babe "I have to get to work. I will text you later okay?" You can finish getting dressed but you probably wan to go before my roommate gets back. He leaned in and kissed me and then ran out the door. I dressed and left and thought why did I say yes. I went around the corner to the little diner and ordered a soda and a piece of cake and sat there thinking about what just happened and thinking he must really like me a lot. I know I like him. I watched the clock and waiting for it to be about 10 till one so I could go meet Zach. I was still feeling a little buzzed and hungry.

My husband and I shared a ‘boy’ for years. Spitroasting is a talent we have, and we work like a team doing it. On vacation recently, we fucked a number of younger men. It always includes stuffing them with cock at both ends. Many bottom dudes get ‘dickmatized’ doing it. That is they get this faraway look like the sensations of both the dick in their ass and their throat push them to a point of overload like all they exist for is to take dick. Often my husband provides the mouth dick while I go behind to start fucking. First, I don’t like getting blown as a precursor to fucking especially. Mouths are brutally rough on a dick compared to an ass, and I want ALL my sensation intact. Second, I am far hornier, so he gets more foreplay time while I am driving the train towards the orgasm station. What I REALLY love about spitroasting a bottom I recently realized is that it distracts the bottom. With his focus going back and forth on the dick in his mouth . . . no, the dick in his ass . . .no the dick in his mouth . . .he is not looking at me, not micro reading my every stroke, not trying to keep ongoing feedback to me, and especially not trying to encourage my journey to insemination. I can fuck like I want , and he is too busy sucking dick to focus all on me. I like the focus shifted off me. When I am going towards cumming, I often get in my own head, I think of what I am doing. I think of having a naked dude literally wriggling for my raw cock to be inside him. I think of the tight ass ring and what it must look like stretched around my cock, and I think of my dick swelling up hard an red going to spit semen deep inside . . . FUCK! I think of all the hotness of the moment, and with a dick in his mouth, the bottom isnt looking at me, or worse TALKING to me. One of those thoughts when I am fucking a spitroasted man is how much the bottom wants dick to be taking it at both ends. Dirty man with a dick in his mouth and his ass . . . takes me that much closer to breeding that ass as deep and as hard and as cum-filled as I can make it. FUCK! Oh and every good bottom no matter how cute, handsome, or even ugly looks damn sexy crammed full of dick. It’s like an aura.

6. Jay I was empty. Rod had pulled his cock out of me. I had barely kept it together when he had been fucking me, and I was learning that the alternative, not being fucked, was even worse. The only thing that made it bearable was that Rod had cum in me. In the heat and passion of getting fucked, I hadn't even noticed him cum. But as I took my first hesitant steps, I could feel his seed slosh within me. It felt good, to have a man like Rod fuck me. It felt even better to have his load inside of me. "I'm sure you can get more," Rod said. "You've got a great ass." "Thanks," I said, a bit embarrassed. I had played around a bit with girls, but somehow, it had never felt quite right. But this, now, this was totally different. It felt natural to have another man's cock in my ass. It felt right. Now that Rod had pulled out of me, I was empty. All I could think about was how to get him back inside of me. It didn't even have to be Rod. I wanted a dick in my hole. Any dick. "It felt good. Really good." "I'm sure it did," Rod said. "You want to join the party?" He motioned to the balcony door. The lights in the hotel room were dim now, but I could make out some of the men inside. There seemed to be more men, some on the couches, some still standing. All of them were wearing less clothes than before. "Sure," I said. I went to where my clothes were piled up. "Don't worry about those," Rod said. "You won't need them. Besides, you look better naked." I blushed, and followed Rod to the door. He hadn't bothered with clothes either. There was an economy of motion with him; no motion was superfluous. It had been the same when he had been fucking me. Every movement had been done with his pleasure in mind; now, in walking, every movement was done with intention. He paused for a moment at the door. "Ready?" he asked. "Of course." Even this close, it was still hard to make out exactly what was happening in the hotel room. Men were standing as to obscure what seemed like important activities going on in the room. "Should I not be?" "No," Rod said. He reached out and grabbed my ass. "You're more than prepared for this." He opened the door. There was a slight rush of air out, and I could feel the warmth against my skin. I inhaled; it was the scent of sweat and masculinity and a new scent, one that I immediately knew as sex and passion. It was like a locker room, crossed with an orgy. My dick responded immediately. "Welcome back," a man said. It took me a moment to recognize him as Aiden. "You're just in time." My head was still swimming in the electrifying scent of the room. I took a moment to survey the room. The lights were dim, and there was a haze in the room. I could smell a bit of weed, but not enough to account for the cloudiness. It made me think of an opium den; there was something dark occurring here, but I didn't know what it was. "Would hate to be late for this party," Rod said. Aiden had crossed over and was standing by me. He took my arm, and guided me deeper into the room. "I want you to meet someone," Aiden said, as he propelled me into the dark room. "He's been working for me for a while now. I think the two of you would get along well." Even if I didn't know where I was going in the dim room, Aiden did. We headed towards one of the far corners of the room. As we walked, looked around. On one of the couches, two of the men I had seen earlier were now naked, their legs spread wide. Two of the younger men were kneeling, their lips wrapped around the older men's cocks, giving them head. As we passed, one of the older men flicked a lighter. The intense blue flame barely illuminated his face as he heated up a glass bowl. But before I could see what happened next, Aiden gently pushed me along. "You'll find out soon enough," he said, in reference to the glass pipe I had seen. It was a little lighter in the corner than the rest of the room. There was a candle sitting on a table there, and it provided enough light to see the two men standing around it. One was a younger man, maybe just a bit older than me, and right about my height. He was wearing little more than underwear and a pair of sneakers. The other was a hulking black man. He was maybe only an inch taller, but he was far more muscular, and between the muscle and a pair of black leather boots, he seemed far bigger. He had on a pair of boxers. "This is Tucker," Aiden said, indicating the smaller white boy. "And this is Jay." "Nice to meet you, Jay," Tucker said. "And this is Damon." "Hey," Damon grunted. "Tucker, Jay is new here. He's just had a chance to get acquainted with Rod." "Heh," Damon snorted. "Acquainted." He knew exactly what Rod and I had done on the patio, and didn't care for Aiden's polite euphemism for our man-on-man fucking. "Maybe you can help him get to know Tina, and then see where she takes you?" "Hell yeah," Damon grunted again. It was hard not to stare at his perfect, dark body. There was hardly an ounce of body fat on him, and every muscle was visible under his taut skin. I glanced down quickly, but it was hard to tell what he was packing with the loose boxer briefs. I remembered my middle school days, where the rumor among the boys had been how hung the black boys at the school across town had been. I wondered if Damon would re-enforce the stereotype. "I can do that," Tucker said. He reached out and ran a hand down my back, coming to rest on one of my ass cheeks. He paused, just enough to remind me who was in control here. "It's gonna be fun," he continued. "Jay is gonna love it so much." I nodded in agreement. "Right on. I'll be back in a bit. Time for me to find some of my own trouble," Aiden said, and soon disappeared into the stand of men in the center of the room. It might have been my imagination, but more of them seemed naked than just a few seconds ago. I tried hard not to stare, but the thoughts of the hard cocks just a glance away were hard to resist. "This is your first time here?" Tucker asked me. I nodded, not wanting to admit just how naive I was. "That's cool. First time for everything. You partied before?" "Party?" I asked. It seemed like a strange to ask. "You know, Tina." He held up a glass pipe with a round bowl at one end. It was filled with small white crystals. It was the same kind of pipe I had seen the guy heat up earlier. "You'll love it," Tucker continued. He held a torch under the bowl; the crystals quickly melted and the bowl filled with a white vapor. "Just inhale, like you would a cigarette or a joint." He demonstrated it, draining the bowl several times. "Shotgun it," Damon said. He moved behind me, pressing his body against mine. His skin was hot, with just enough sweat for it to slide against me. Chills ran down my spine, directly to my dick. "Yeah," Tucker said. He pressed his lips against mine. "Inhale," Damon whispered into my ear. I did and as I did, Tucker exhaled his hit into my lungs. "Hold it," he said. Tucker made sure that I couldn't exhale by keeping his lips against mine. Tucker's tongue probed my mouth, as the shotgun turned into a long kiss. "Hold it," Damon continued. His dick was growing, pressing against my ass, and it felt massive. It was a rush of sensations, as I tried to hold my breath, even as I was desperate to exhale. "Feel it?" Damon asked. I nodded. "Good. Exhale." Tucker released his lips, and I exhaled. It was a thick white cloud that momentarily obscured his face. As I exhaled, I really started to feel it. It was a feeling of freedom and possibility, of happiness and potential. Barriers that I had erected for myself came down, and anything was possible. "Oh fuck," I moaned, and pressed back against Damon. I wanted to feel his dick, regardless of how big it was. I wanted his dick inside me, filling me up, and challenging the limits of my anatomy. "Yeah, you're feeling it," Damon said. "Another one?" I nodded. "Of course he wants more," Tucker said. "It's your turn now." He put the pipe in my mouth. "Let's do this one right," Damon said, and pushed down his boxers. I felt his dick nestle in my ass crack. It was a perfect home for it. "Make it a big one." I was scared of what I was getting myself into. Whatever the drug was in that pipe, it was powerful and quick-acting. I felt the warmth from it fill my entire body and infiltrate my brain. Even as I worried about the effects of the drug, my ass rubbed up against Damon's thick black cock, to get him as stiff as possible. I exhaled the last of the previous hit, to get my lungs as empty as possible for the next one. "Of course it's going to be a big one," Tucker said. "Just wait for the bowl to fill, then inhale slowly. He held the torch under the bowl. This close, it was easy to see the bowl fill with a thick white cloud. I waited, then Tucker nodded. I began to slowly inhale. I expected the smoke to be harsher, more like weed or cigarette smoke. But it was smooth and easy. "Not so fast. Give it time. Savor it," Tucker said. "Lots of time to have fun tonight," Damon said. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me tight. "I want you flying tonight." I kept my eye on the bowl, draining it on a regular basis. Finally, my lungs were full, and I nodded that I was satisfied. "Just a little more," Damon said. I thought my lungs were going to burst, but I did what Damon told me, inhaling two more gulps of the cloud. "Fucking hot," Tucker said. He took the pipe from my mouth and stuck it in his, sucking down on the thick clouds. "Now, hold it," Damon said. One arm was still wrapped around me, holding me. With his other, he put his hand over my mouth, and pinched my nose closed. "Hold it until I tell you." At first, it felt almost safe, to be under the control of a strong black man. But it didn't take long for my body to demand, selfishly, the right to breathe. I tried, but found such a simple thing was being denied. "You can breathe when I want you to," Damon said. "Come on," Tucker said. He exhaled his cloud in my face, taunting me with his ability to breath at his pleasure. "He's new at this." "I know," Damon said. "That's why I'm doing this." I was starting to get frantic, trying to breath, and was squirming in an effort to escape. But Damon's arm held me tight and his hand was unyielding. He leaned in and whispered to me. "Just think what it's going to be like when my cock is inside you." I shivered. His dick was now a steel shaft against my ass. It was hard to tell if he was leaking pre-cum, or if Rod's cum was starting to leak out of me. Either way, his dick was sliding up and down, pressing against my hole, and demanding entrance. The night had suddenly taken a brutally serious turn. Even worse, whatever I was smoking was keeping me from being scared. The shiver was less from fear and more from hungry anticipation. I was struggling, helplessly, for breath, and my cock was throbbing. "Fuck, this is going to be good," Damon whispered, as he finally released his grip on my face. I exhaled, and gasped for breath. "You want another hit?" Tucker asked me. I hadn't yet caught my breath but I wasn't in control of my body any longer. "Yeah," I said, my mouth answering for me. "I do." "Damn boy," Damon said. "You're a natural at this. We're gonna have to play a lot more." He reached down and stroked my dick. I thought I was going to explode as the sensations ricocheted across my body. "Give him what he needs." We repeated the process, every step of it. Tucker inserted the pipe into my mouth and held the torch. I inhaled big gulps of the white cloud, and then Damon put his hand back over my mouth and nose. Even though I knew it was coming and how it would feel, it was still impossible for me to suppress my instincts to fight back against Damon's actions. "Just relax," Damon said. "We're only just beginning." I tried my best, but whatever was in the pipe was making it hard for me to concentrate. My mind was constantly flitting in all sorts of directions, thinking about my throbbing cock, before turning to my hungry, needy hole, and then skittering off back to my dick. The only constant was Damon's strong hand cupped over my mouth and nose, the band around his ring finger pressed against my lip. As black spots started to cloud my vision, Damon relented. "My turn," he said to Tucker, and released his hold on me. I gasped for breath, as Damon took the pipe and torch from Tucker. He made no effort to move away from me; the flame was close enough that I could feel the heat against my cheek, and could hear him inhale the thick drug. "Big clouds, huh," Tucker said. Damon just nodded, focused on the pipe. He handed the pipe back to Tucker; the young man stuck the still-warm stem in his mouth and inhaled as he re-lit the torch. Damon held his hit for a long time before grabbing my jaw, twisting my head around, and exhaling his hit into my mouth. "Hold it, boy," he said. This time, at least, he let me decide when I had had too much. Still, I tried to hold it as long as I could, before exhaling. Damon was still pressed up against me, his dick still nestled in my crack. I found myself involuntarily grinding my ass against him, eager for him to put his penis into my ass. "Yeah, boy, I know you want it now." His body was warm against me, and for a brief moment, I was at peace. But then, his dick twitched and grew, and my hunger for cock returned. "But first, I think you need another chance to suck on the glass pipe As soon as he spoke, Tucker stuck the pipe back in my mouth and held the torch under it. It was still warm, and it didn't take long before it was smoking again. "Make it a big one," Damon said. He continued, somewhat ominously, "You're going to need it." "He can take it," Tucker said. Nevertheless, I did as I was told, and inhaled deeply from the pipe. I was starting to get the hang of it, and this time, I could feel the thick clouds collecting in my lungs. "Fuck, look at him. He's a fucking natural." "I know," Damon said. "You should feel how his hole is trying to gobble up my dick. He's a hungry little faggot." I tensed at the word "Faggot." It had always been the worst of the schoolyard taunts. I had managed to escape it for so long. But now, it was hardly calling me a name. I had kissed another man. I had let him fuck me up the ass. Now, barely ten minutes later, I was all but begging a totally different man to fuck me. It was hard to deny that "faggot" now fit me. He rubbed his cheek against my neck and ear. The stubble on his face was rough, like sandpaper. It was not the soft skin of a woman, but the bristly whiskers of a man, and despite how much had grown in on his cheeks, I knew if I asked, he would say he had shaven that morning. It reminded me how I just barely had scruff on my face, despite not shaving for nearly four weeks now. He was more of a man that I would ever be, and it was an honor to be his faggot. "Big hit for me, faggot boy," Damon said, as I started to slow down on the pipe. "Get your head up in the clouds." I nodded. I wanted to make him happy, and if that entailed sucking down more of this drug, I was more than willing to do it. Even though I thought I had filled my lungs full, I drained the bowl a few more times. "That's good, Damon said, just as my lungs reached their ultimate capacity. "This is going to be really good." "His first time is going to be one to remember," Tucker said. He took the pipe out of my mouth, and Damon immediately put his hand back over my mouth and nose. This time, his ring pressed against my lips. As the hit of the drugs started to wrap its influence around my brain, my mind once more jumped to wild thoughts and conclusions. I wondered if he was married, and if he was married, whether it was to a man or a woman. Damon must have been reading my mind. "Yeah," he said. "Feel that against your lips?" I nodded. "Yeah, that's my wedding ring. But you know why I come here?" I shook my head. I barely knew what "here" was. much less why these men had come together. "Love my wife. She's amazing. But you know, she isn't into all the things I like." I nodded; it was hard to follow the exact words, the air I needed to think had been displaced by the drugs. "And boys like you, well, boys like you let me do anything I fucking want." "Umpph," I managed to grunt, but only the slightest but of the cloud escaped. I had no prayer of getting more air, and I felt my strength gently sap away. Nevertheless, I wasted valuable energy rubbing my ass up against his cock. Damon's dick was thick and hard, warm with the blood flowing through it. I wanted to feel it inside me. I wanted to milk it dry, and get his load. "Oh yeah," Tucker said. He had just done his own hit, and his words were formed from clouds. "Stop teasing him and fuck him." "Ready for it?" Damon asked. He nodded my head up and down for me. "I knew you were." Tucker was fading out of my vision as I struggled against his grip. I didn't know what I wanted: to give in to the faggot that had been hiding deep inside me all those years? or to escape, and pretend that I hadn't seen who I really was. It was good that Damon was making these decisions for me. He could give me what I needed. "Of course he is," Tucker said. A part of me knew he was standing right in front of me, but I couldn't see him. I couldn't see anything beyond a few blurs, as the drugs took over. Damon's cockhead was now pressed against my hole. "Give it to him." Damon pressed into me. His hand over my mouth was perfect for the leverage he needed to press his manhood into my hole. I was glad that Rod had fucked me earlier; if Rod was just merely large, Damon's shaft was massive; at least an inch thicker around, and several inches longer. Damon didn't give me any chance to adjust, and just pressed himself all the way into me. "Oh fuck, faggot," Damon grunted. "That's the raw hole I need. Fuck you good, and give you my babies." I was impaled on his cock. He slammed in and out of me, each stroke reminding me how I was little more than a fuck-toy for the black man. He still had his hand over my mouth, and it was getting far harder to concentrate. I had already closed my eyes; looking just felt too hard. All that I focused on was Damon's dick, forcing its way into me. "Oh damn! You've got a load up there. Fucking nasty boy." "You better let the boy breathe," Tucker said. In the drug-filled haze, I wondered what would happen if Damon refused. Consciousness was already draining away from me and I didn't know how long I would be able to hold out. But, Damon had one small mercy, and released his grip on my nose. I exhaled as quickly as I could, the thick cloud enveloping my head. I quickly inhaled, terrified that Damon would take away the small privilege of breath away from me again. "Awww. But it feels so good. The way the faggot relaxes his hole. No resistance. Just pleasure." "For you," Tucker said. "What?" Damon sneered. "You think I'm worried about the whore? That's what he's here for. For me to use." "You don't want to break him." "I dunno. You remember last time." Tucker winced. He was remembering something, something he didn't want to remember. I wondered what that memory was. "I do. And I told you can't do it again." "To you," Damon said. His cock was sliding, long, agonizing strokes in and out of me. I was glad that Rod had cum in me; the lubrication from the cum was desperately needed. "I didn't say anything about our tweaker whore here." With that, he slapped my ass. It stung; the last time I had been spanked was when I was six, over twelve years ago. But this time, it wasn't about being a bad boy. It was about being a good boy. About making Damon feel good. Making him feel like a man. Making him feel like he could do anything he wanted. I wanted him to feel good, because that was the way I was going to get his load. Tucker leaned in towards me. "I know that face," he said, as he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue pressed into my mouth. It was far too easy to respond to his kiss. I relaxed. Damon had the experience to know what was coming next, and pushed his steel shaft even further into my body. "You head is way in the clouds," Tucker said. "It's a dangerous place to be." "It's the only place for him," Damon said. "I want to see the two of you share another hit." "Of course." Tucker said. He produced the now-familiar glass pipe, but this time he stuck it in his mouth. It was my first chance to watch him up close, and I stared at the solid blue flame as it heated the bowl. It wasn't long before the thick white clouds started to form. Tucker took long slow hits from the pipe, never letting the bowl completely empty. "That's how a boy hits the pipe," Damon said. "Watch and learn." I didn't have to be told. I was mesmerized by the sight. I wanted to see Tucker get high, just like me. I wanted to know how far he would go and if what his limits were. As I stared, Damon pushed his dick deep in me. He was forcing Rod's cum deeper into me, where it could burrow into my body and become a permanent part of me. I could hardly resist such an idea, and pushed back against Damon. His dick only got deeper in me. "That's it," Damon said. "Your turn," Tucker said, as he finally pulled the pipe out of his mouth. The pipe was hot and still smoking. Thick tendrils of the white cloud sunk down, taking seeming minutes before they dissipated, like the contrails of a high-flying jetliner. He leaned in again, and pressed his lips against mine. I knew what to expect, and had already emptied my lungs. Tucker paused. He closed his eyes and savored the sensation of the drug flooding into his body and taking over. When he opened his eyes, I could tell it was no longer quite the same person as before. He was hungry; he needed something that he didn't have. I understood his desire. I had Damon's cock in my ass. It was enough to take the edge off, but knew what he was feeling. "That's the Tucker I want," Damon said, seeing the same need in the young man's face. Tucker leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled and filled my lungs with the thick clouds. As he did, Damon pressed even more of his cock into my hole. "All the way in," he said. I gasped; this was more than just filling me up like Rod's cock. This was practically splitting me in two, and I struggled to get comfortable. Unfortunately, my struggles only meant I sucked more of the cloud out of Tucker's lungs. "It's OK," Damon said. "I know it's a big one. But don't worry. You're doing better than Tucker did the first time." Tucker suddenly froze at the memory. "Yeah," Damon said. "First time I fucked him, he passed out when I stuck it all in. Didn't you, Tucker-boy?" Tucker only nodded. He kept his mouth against mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, and prevented me from exhaling the hit. Damon pulled out, leaving just his fat cockhead in my hole. Tucker released his lip-lock on me at the same time, and involuntarily, I exhaled the hit. I shivered. I couldn't tell if it was from the drugs, from being suddenly empty of dick, or from fear of getting Damon's cock all the way back into me. "I'm sorry," Tucker said. "Your cock. It's big." "Oh, don't worry. I know it's big. It's OK. You just need more practice." Damon pushed his cock back into me. I gasped, but forced myself to take it. I didn't want to disappoint or demean Damon by rejecting his cock. He must have noticed, because he continued. "But Jay here, he's taking it like a faggot should." "Did you really pass out?" I asked. "Yeah," Tucker said. "And?" "And what?" Damon asked. "I continued fucking him. He's a faggot. That's what he's here for." Tucker nodded in silent agreement. "He did. When I came to, he was pounding my hole." He put the pipe in his mouth again. It was still smoking, but nevertheless he held the torch under it. As soon as the bowl started to smoke, he inhaled, pulling in deep gulps of the thick cloud. I wondered if he was trying to remember or trying to forget. However, I didn't have much of a chance to wonder. Damon had started slamming his dick in me, each stroke seemingly deeper and harder than the one before. I understood why Tucker had passed out; Damon was a machine, fucking me harder than I had even seen in porn. It didn't seem possible that I could withstand it and I silently prayed that he would let up. However, the prayers were for naught. After each stroke, he slammed back in, harder and more intense than before.

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.

PART 7 About five more old men fucked me and thoroughly bred my ass that early morning after Hank unloaded inside me. When everyone was gone, I slept for a couple of hours, cum covering and leaking out my hole; my white jock torn and drenched. I took a shower in that motel room and marveled at the ache in my hole as I stood under the water. I’ve lost count of how many loads I’ve taken up my ass. After getting dressed, I walked out the motel door. My hole felt bruised, but I was reminded with every step of the many cocks and cum loads my hole took the night before. It’s been a week since that night and Hank hasn’t texted, and neither has Phil. So I took down my profile from the safe-sex website, and logged on to BarebackFuckers.com when I could, to see if there were any men wanting to fuck me. Many of the men who fucked me in the motel “buddied” me with messages like, “Your ass still sore, boy?” and “Can I bare fuck that perfect jock butt of yours again?” Knowing that I’d want these men again, I kept my replies short and sweet: “Yep. Still sore. Thanks” and “Yes, sir. Let’s schedule a time.” I publicly buddied these men back with the relationship designated as “Fuckbuddies” on every one. With that, it seemed, many of their top friends wanted in on breaking in my butt. Leon wrote me a message. “It’s game day, jock boy. Are you going to get in my car after your game? I’ll take you to my place where I’ll undo your pants and bend you over and bareback your hole through your jockstrap again. Leave you with another of my loads deep inside. I can drive you to your team’s bar afterwards. $1,000. You’ll have a load up your butt and wad in your pocket.” I laughed and answered the message. “Sure thing, Leon. I’m all in. $1,000. I’ll meet you at your car after the game. The coach usually gives a pep talk afterward, but it shouldn’t take too long.” It was almost 12:30 when I met up with Leon at his car. We had won, and I was eager to celebrate with Leon’s large raw cock up my butt. He unlocked the passenger’s side door and I got in. The old man immediately perved over me in my uniform. He put his hand over my crotch and felt the mound of my protective cup. He knocked on it and smiled, hearing the thud of hard plastic, before reaching into my pants to pull the cup out and throw it to the floor. As we drove, he rubbed my hard cock through the polyester/lycra baseball pants. My precum, having saturated my jock pouch, created a wet spot on the the front of my white pants. When we pulled into Leon’s garage, he closed the door and immediate put his face in my crotch. He put the wet spot on my baseball pants into his mouth and began sucking. My cockhead felt the heat of Leon’s mouth through the fabric and my cock only pushed harder against the fabric to feel Leon’s mouth. As my hardon strained against the fabric, I forced more precum into the jock pouch and pants, wanting Leon to feed off of my young sperm. But, ultimately, it wasn’t my cock that Leon wanted. “Get out and lean against the hood,” he demanded. My pants were already unsnapped and unzipped. So, I got out and leaned over the hood of the car on the passenger’s side. Leon walked around the car and positioned himself behind me. His hands explored my ass through the uniform. “Fuck, I can’t believe I get to have this ass again.” I felt Leon pull down my pants slide a finger up my hole. He pulled the finger out and heard him open a canister behind me. He inserted two fingers into my hole with something cool and slick. “That’s Crisco I’m lubing you with. That’s what we used to use in the olden days.” He worked his fingers inside me for about a minute before withdrawing. “Your butt looks amazing in a jock. And that hole—that perfect, pink hole of yours. I’ll bet it’s pink, tight and happy because it’s still neg. But, you want my cock bad, don’t you, boy?” Leon put a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to breathe in. As I did, Leon talked some more. “Yeah, that’s right my MVP shortstop. You want nothing more than for old Leon to fuck his poz pole into your neg jock hole, don’t you?” The poppers might be something special because I was flying in no time. “Yes, sir.” “Say you want my poz cock.” “I want it. I want your poz cock inside me.” He held the poppers under my nose longer. “Do you want me to put on a rubber? That could be fun.” I thought: But, the Crisco would break the condom. Ohhhh! Leon wants to “stealth” me. Flying on poppers, I managed to say, “Fuck my hole, Leon! Make sure to put on a condom. I’m neg!” “That’s what I like to hear. Hot neg jock boys who want poz daddies to lube them up and put on condoms.” I could hear a condom being taken out of its package. A few seconds later, I could feel Leon’s latex sheathed cock rubbing my hole. He took my hand and forced me to fell the rubber on his cock. “See! All safe.” He slammed it against my hole a few times then entered it, roughly. He pushed all the way into me to bottom out in my guts. “Ahhhhh!” I yelled. Leon once again pushed my head down onto the hood of the car as he mounted my hole. “FUUUUCK that’s big!” “Just wait a bit, Adam, you’ll loosen up for me.” Leon then started long-dicking me with his massive meat. “Stay still and let daddy fuck up that cute boy hole. Hit the poppers again if you need to. I’m taking this hole.” “Fuck!” I grabbed the brown bottle again and hit off it until my whole body tingled with warmth. I could feel Leon ram fucking my ass with his giant cock, but it didn’t hurt so much now. He fucked me like that for 10 minutes, deep drilling me, pushing my legs farther apart to the point that I heard my uniform pants zipper stretch and rip between my knees. Fuck this is hot! Leon pulled out a few times to punch my hole with his cockhead as he reentered me, grunting. He kept his hand on the back of my neck as he fucked me. “Stay still, boy, while I fuck you. I want to bruise up that pink hole of yours so that you’ll feel me all week.” He continued using his cockhead to bust my hole open roughly. I could sense Leon getting close as his grip on the nape of my neck tightened. I used my ass muscles to try to get more of his cock inside me. I heard a snap. “Adam. You’re neg, right?” “Yes, sir” Leon pulled out for a few seconds, doing something with the rubber and pushed back in with a grunt. “Okay, I’m close.” Leon began fucking me hard and fast. “But the condom fucking broke, kid. Sorry, but you gave me this sweet jock ass to use! I’m fucking you raw now. No rubber between us. No safety. You feel my bare cock inside you, Adam? You like it, don’t you!” “Fuck!” “So fuckin hot! I’m gonna fucking charge your hole, Adam.” I struggled under his strong arm but not a lot. I continued to milk his cock with my ass muscles trying to get him to unload. “I’m gonna fucking unload my poz nut up your neg butt, jock boy! BE STILL!” Leon bucked hard into my ass and I soon felt his cock swell and a powerful burst of hot fluid flood me. “MMMnd! Yeah, boy! Take that poz load up that sweet pink hole.” Again more volleys of Leon’s poz cum shot deep inside my rectum. Leon had my head pushed down hard again the hood as he finished off and slipped out of my hole. “Fuck yeah, boy! You took my load like a pro. Get in the car.” I turned around and saw Leon’s major piece of daddy meat covered in Crisco and cum. The broken condom was just a rolled ring of latex at the bottom Leon’s shaft. I pulled up my pants, tucked in my jersey and rebelted my softball uniform and got back into the passenger’s seat. Without cleaning up or removing the condom, Leon pulled up his pants, tucked and buckled, and got into the driver’s seat. Leon gave me one thousand dollars in an envelope and dropped me off at the bar where my team celebrates their wins. “Till next time, boy?” he asked while checking out some of my drunk teammates. “Any time, sir.”

Part 6 The sperm that now filled my rectum needed to make room for my new anonymous invader. His cock was big, and I could feel more jizz streaming down my ball sac as the man’s cock rammed into me. Poz9in continued his oral assault on my dick while pushing my right leg higher off the bed to make both my dick shaft more accessible to him, and my open hole more assessable to the rest of the old men in the room. I was still flying on the poppers Poz9in made me hit as I thought about my journey going from safe-only condom sex to a bareback poz cum dump in only a matter of 20 days. I have lost count now of how many men have bred me in the past three weeks, with more than half of those loads coming from unknown sources. As the large cocked man pummeled my hole, he whispered in my ear: “I giving you my precum right now. If you only knew how badly I’ve been wanting to bareback your jock bubble butt, my little shortstop tease. Leave my load way up inside.” Then I felt his cock harden even more up my rectum. Hearing that deep voice and dirty talk made me precum, too. And I jerked as Poz9in lapped it off my sensitive dickhead. “God you taste sweet, boy!” I thought again about what my past boyfriends would think if they knew what I was doing right now. They were all neg, and even so, I never let them bareback me—I thought I was being good and responsible by taking that precaution. But I’m young and hot looking. And I now know that I need men to use me while I am fresh, young and hot. The man topping me was fucking me harder now, his hand had a fistful of my hair and he was pushing my head against the bed. He whispered, “I’m gonna flood that hole good, boy. Here it comes.” The man pushed harder on my head as he pushed into my hole all the way. I was clinching my hole trying to help him get farther inside me when I felt his cock erupt in my guts, about 7 warm volleys of sperm. After he finished unloading, he furiously fucked me hard. His cock was sensitive after cumming, so he was loudly grunting and yelling that he wanted to fuck his baby batter into me good. When he was finished, he told me that he wants to start fucking and breeding me after my games while I was still in my uniform. “You can still meet up with the team at the bar after, but you’ll be loaded up with my cum.” I nodded in compliance. He told me that his name was Leon and that he’d leave his number in my jeans pocket. “I’ll even pay you for the use of that nice hole.” I nodded and said, “yes.” When he pulled his cock and got off the bed, I looked up at him. He was that large, bald older man, about mid-60s, that the team always saw lusting in the stands at our games. He had a kind of odd face, not handsome but masculine with a short dark beard and a glass eye. But now that I have felt his large meat inside me, I know I will give up my hole to him again after the ball games—especially for cash! Poz9in was listening as he used his tongue and lips on my cock, trying to coax more of my young sweet cum out it. I felt cool air hit my shaft as he pulled off and offered his help if the man was interested in double teaming my hole. Leon said “Maybe,” and that they could chat more about that on the bareback website. Poz9in went back to sucking my dick and pushing my legs apart to show the other old men my exposed hole, open for use. I wondered if Hank knew what he had gotten me into tonight… if he intended for so many men to use my hole in this motel room. I then felt someone place a small cylinder just inside my hole, like the lube shooter Phil liked to use on me to fill me with his collected sperm. “Look at my good little cumdump.” It was Hank's voice. “I got some special donations from the bar after I told the men there what I was doing with you tonight. They all want to meet you at the bathhouse when I take you there for the first time. Hank pushed on the plunger and I felt as more anonymous sperm entered my rectum. “That’s about 10 loads right there.” “Fuck! Yeah!” The other men in the room loved that. As I felt my hole flood, I ejaculated hard into Poz9in’s mouth. Poz9in mumbled something and then positioned his mouth on the tip of my dick while milking my shaft with his hand. More of my sperm spilled onto his tongue. I could hear him swallow. “Damn that’s good!” he said, my cock still hard in his mouth. I then felt Hank’s cold PA rub up and down on my hole. “You been taking more poz dick tonight, Adam?” “Yes, sir,” I replied jumpily, as Poz9in continued to work his mouth on my sensitive dick head. Poz9in pulled off of my dick and reported to Hank, “Just like we talked about, Hank. He’s been taking all loads up the ass tonight. According to the site’s party page, about half the tops here tonight were poz. Were you here to see the boy get double penetrated by that poz couple. They troll the safe-only site to find hot guys to stealth fuck. They came here specifically to poz up their dream boy. That was HOT!” I heard Hank chuckle as he pushed his PA directly against my hole and push. “So fuckin’ hot.”

Part 2 About two weeks later, I couldn't get that silver daddy, Phil, out of my mind. His cock was perfect, and his words made me feel like he was in control. So I texted him: Me: "Hey, sir. This is Adam. My hole is feeling pretty empty today. Think you could fill it up?" Phil: "You bet, boy. Get your butt over here around 4. I'm going to invite Hank over, too. I promised him. When I told him you had never barebacked before that night, his one-word response was: 'Jackpot!'" Me: Sounds cool. See you at 4. As I took the bus over to Phil’s place, the idea that I had given my hole up to these older men had my head a in spin. My dick got hard as I was distracted in my thoughts. Today was a warm day, so I wore a tank top and my shiny blue work out shorts, material so thin that a hard on cannot hide. When I came out of trance, a younger gay kid across the aisle had a big grin on his face. He nodded a hello, and I turned red and half smiled back. Underneath, I wore a clean white jock. I was hoping that I'd spend the night with Phil, and get more of his cock and sperm up my ass. As I stood in the apartment building hall, Phil answered the door in a robe. "Get that ass in here, boy." I walked in and he closed the door behind us. He then pulled me against his body from behind and I felt his hard cock push against the crack of my ass. His hands groped my crotch and dick through the thin satiny fabric of my shorts. "Strip down to your jock and get on all fours on my bed." I did as Phil demanded and felt a bit cold and exposed this way on Phil's bed. Phil soon entered the room with a jar of Vaseline and a lube shooter that I guessed was full of his sperm again. Phil told me to spread my legs more, and then proceeded to finger my hole with the petroleum jelly. "I can't believe you let us just bareback you like that last time. Were you sore?" "Just for a few days," I answered. "I am not using my sperm to lube you up just yet. It needs to thaw for a bit, and Hank wants to try fucking without all the cum this time. He's on his way over now, and I promised him your hole this afternoon. I'll just be out doing some errands while he's using you." "Yes, sir," I complied as Phil's finger finished lubing my hole. "He's completely turned on by your lack of experience being barebacked, and wants his load in your tight hole as often as possible. Oh, he wants you blindfolded, too." Phil then covered my eyes with a dark cloth and tied a knot at the back of my head. "I'll be taking that asshole of yours all night, don't worry." I heard the door to the apartment open. "He's here. Do what he wants, okay, boy?" "Yes, sir." I heard Phil leave the room and tell Hank to have a good time. The bedroom door opened and I heard Hank close it and lock it. "Hey, boy. Am I glad to see you again!" As he moved to the bed, I could hear the unmistakable swoosh and squeak sound of leather. And I could smell the smoky musk of it, too. Hank got on the bed and mounted himself over me. He bit my ear as a soft leather mound brushed against my jock-strapped ass. "Have Charlie and I got a surprise for you!" I closed my eyes under the blindfold as Hank, whose face is still a mystery to me, taunted me with a new proposition. "When Phil texted me that you were coming over, I sent Charlie to the bathhouse to collect some random loads this afternoon. Charlie scored six used condoms, tied them off, and gave them to me. Those six condoms are right here in my pocket, boy!" Hank roughly bucked his leather covered mound against my hole. "And I've got a pair of scissors in my other pocket, boy. Let's get started." Hank then put some sort of leather gag on my mouth and whispered, "By the way, Phil claims you as his, but he doesn't need to know about these random loads. Now put that big chest of yours down against the bed; but keep that newbie cum hole up in the air." I did, my hole completely vulnerable to Hank. I heard more leather rustling and then a metallic snip of the scissors. I then felt the anonymous sperm of someone's bathhouse condom pour onto my hole. "So fucking hot, boy. Phil told me you're new to barebacking?" I nodded. "Good answer. I love nothing more than loading up a new young hole." Oh, god! I thought to myself: I'm gonna get some anonymous guys' cum loads pushed into my hole! A second snip of the scissors, and I felt a second load as it coated my hole. These would be the fifth and sixth men, total strangers from a bathhouse, breeding my hole. "Okay, let's start with these." Hank then unsnapped what I think was his soft leather cod piece, because the next thing I felt was his P.A. teasing my hole. "Did you bring any condoms this time, boy?" I swallowed hard and shook my head. "Well, lucky me. I brought my own." He laughed, "Always wear protection, boy," he mocked. I then heard him open a wrapper. A condom—now?, I thought to myself. "You never know about these random loads.” He is teasing me. "A rough top like me can't risk catching something." I then heard him roll on the condom over his hard cock and the P.A. that so expertly worked my prostate last time. He teased my hole with the latex-covered metal and then pushed in. "Here goes, boy." The two bathhouse loads and the petroleum jelly lube made entry easy for Hank's condom-sheathed cock. "Fuck, fuck!" he kept exclaiming, as he pushed deeper into my hole. "Your hole is absolute perfection, boy. I can't believe I get to violate you like this. Just take it, boy. Take these anonymous loads for me up that nice bubble butt of yours." Hank got balls deep in my hole and began a hard bucking just short in-and-out fucks. "Damn! Take it, boy. Take these loads Daddy Hank is giving you." I felt Hank pull out just enough to leave his cock head inside me, and I heard more snipping of the scissors, and felt warm sperm dripping onto my penetrated hole. "Fresh anonymous load number three, boy." Hank then put a bottle of poppers under my nose, and holding one of my nostrils closed. "Take a hit!" I did. "Now the other side." On the second intake of poppers, I was fully up. And Hank knew he could begin longdicking me in earnest, making sure all three loads got fucked in good. As Hank fucked me, I savored the sensation of being poppered up and surrendering to whatever Hank wanted. I was here to be used by Phil, but it seems like he wants to share me, too. I wondered if he was pimping me out to Hank for money. I didn't care. All I wanted in that moment was Hank's cock and the all the sperm surrounding it. I thought about Coach Pfeiffer again, too: How he should have been the first man to load me up; How he probably wanted to fuck me every time he spoke to me; How naïve I was; How I would have fallen for him fully and how that would have ruined his life when someone found out about us; how things were different then; how things are different now. Hank rode my hole for a good half hour before I heard him say that the condom broke. “Ha! Phil must have lubed you with Vaseline before I got here. Shit! The rubber's already halfway down my cock! Well, the damage is done. Let’s get you knock you up, boy. You want my load don't you?" I nodded and yelled yes as best I could through the gag. "Yeah, boy, you want ol' Hank’s load." He continued fucking me. With the condom broken, the metal of Hank's P.A. was now free to knock on my prostate like it did two weeks ago. It was like scratching an itch, and I relished it. As the P.A. and Hank's cock head hit my spot, I writhed in ecstatic submission to it. Hank got me in a bear hug and whispered, "Fuck Phil! I want this hole for myself, boy. Let me have your hole, boy. Nod if you understand that I'm stealing your hole away from Phil." I nodded furiously, just wanting Hank to keep slamming against my prostate and for him to shoot his soothing seed all over it. Hank, a man whose face I've never seen is now staking a claim on my hole for himself. "Phil just wants a young boyfriend he can bareback and breed whenever he wants." Hank taunted me in a hushed tone at my ear. "I just want to violate and use your beautiful solid young body and nice tight hole—fuckin’ turn you into my personal slut boy." I gave my ass fully to Hank. In my head I was begging to feel his hot load shoot off inside me, taking me. "I'm close, boy." He was pounding my ass, still locking me in a tight bear hug as I squirmed. Anonymous cum was leaking down the inside of leg. "Uh, uh, uhhhhhnnn… fuck yeah… loading up my boy's hole for good. Damn, feel that load, boy? This load is making you mine." I felt about four shots of warmth enter deep in my gut. I was euphoric. I was Hank's. Hank continued to fuck in and out slowly and reached down to feel my hard cock head loading precum into my white jock strap pouch. He used his thumb to tease my cock head through the material, and I pumped out a good amount of precum. "I like how my boy leaks." Hank pulled out of my ass and I felt him put his head between my legs. I soon felt the wet warmth of his mouth as he put my dick and balls-packed jock pouch into his mouth and try to suck on it. As he did this, I felt two of his fingers enter my hole. "Sweet pre-jizz, boy. I wanna taste all that you gave Charlie." With that he used the scissors to cut open my jock pouch, right under the waist band until the pouch material fell between my legs. Hank used his hand and mouth then to milk my hard young cock. Over the next five minutes, I let go of a lot of precum into Hank's mouth. He started jacking my cock vigorously with my cock head against his lips and his tongue tip. And that set me off. I yelled behind the gag as I unloaded into Hank's mouth. Hank sucked me dry and then pushed me over onto my back on the bed. "That was a sweet load, boy. How young are you?" He took the gag out and I cleared my throat before answering, "25, sir." “Mm.” Still blindfolded, I listened as Hank walked across the room and snapped up his leather cod piece. Then he laid back on the bed and bear hugged me from behind. In a hushed voice, he said "Tell me your number, boy." I recited it. "And your name is Adam?" I nodded. "Good. When I text you, you answer me. Okay?" I nodded again. "Phil intends to have you spend the night here with him, and I know he'll be fucking you off and on all night. I'm okay with that. Let him think he owns you; that you are his—I don't care. You know that you belong to me now, right boy?" I nodded and said, "Yes, sir." "Good boy." Hank tussled my hair and let go of me. I heard him cross the room and pick up something from a table or dresser. "I'm going to spike Phil's lube shooter here with these here other three bathhouse loads," he said. I listened as the scissors went to work on the three remaining condoms. "You cannot tell him, boy. He'll fuck you thinking only my load and his will be lining your hole. Not these six anonymous ones from the bathhouse. He's got a huge cock. Let him pound all those loads in good for me." My eyes closed in the powerful realization that Phil's gigantic cock will be aiding in Hank's violation of my hole using the loads of six unknown men. "I'll be in touch sometime this week. Good night, boy." "Good night, sir." Hank left the bedroom and shut the door. Exhausted, I stripped out of the blindfold and my broken jock strap (I'll have to wear my old jock for next Saturday's game). I got under the bed covers and fell fast asleep with a small ache deep in my ass. -- Phil woke me by telling me to roll over and spread my legs. He put the lube shooter on my hole and pushed the nub just inside. I felt the liquid sperm enter me and my eyes closed as I thought about the three new anonymous loads adding to Hank's violation of my newly bred hole. These are the sperm loads of man #8, #9 and #10—and all of these men unknown to me. When I think about how hard my second boyfriend tried to convince me to let him bareback me, and how I refused to allow it, I smiled at the thought that I was saving myself for this moment. These men are getting off on my inexperience—the taking of a hole that, until a few weeks ago, had never had a raw dick or even single live sperm inside it. "Okay, boy. You're fully loaded now with my stash load. I made that batch while thinking of how I took your bareback cherry two weeks ago. I'm going to be nailing that and Hank's load in all night. You ready?" "Yes, sir." "Turn over, on your back." I flipped over. I tried to keep the loads inside as best I could. Phil climbed up on my chest. He was wearing black silk boxers. I could see the mushroom head of his cock as it strained against the thin material. He grabbed his dick through the boxers and rubbed it across my lips. "Let's get this in your throat first." Phil unbuttoned the fly on the boxers and pulled out his very large cock. His aimed his cock at my mouth and I opened up. He went directly to the back of my throat and I gagged. "It's alright, boy, breathe through your nose. It's okay to choke on it a little, too. I like that." I looked at the brown bottle Phil had placed on the night stand as I choked and gagged on the invading old man's cock head. "No, not right now. I'll get you poppered up good just before I go to town on that tight young hole of yours." Phil grabbed my hair and fucked my throat in earnest. "Yeah! Let me have that throat, boy!" I opened up my throat and let Phil abuse it. He went for ten minutes and had to pull out to keep from coming. "Almost loaded up your throat, boy. One day I'll give you a load there, but right now I want that great hole of yours wrapped around my dick when I cum." Phil moved back and pushed my muscular thighs up and grabbed hold of my ankles to position his dick at my hole. He grabbed the poppers and told me to open them and take about four good hits, two up each nostril. On the third hit I was already feeling the buzz, but I followed Phil's orders and even took an extra long drag on the fourth hit. I wanted Phil's massive cock inside me fast. My body tingled with warmth as I watched Phil's face, his mouth open as his big cock filled up my chute. I watched his white-bearded face and blue eyes as he told me that he needed to fuck in all that seed into my boy hole. "Fucking prime cherry jock ass, just letting us old men nail our loads in. Jesus Christ, boy!" He pumped harder and harder for about five minutes. The whole time I was thinking about the six anonymous loads that Hank had made sure got inside me. And I thought about how Phil did not know about these anonymous bathhouse loads that he was now pounding into me. "I got a nice fuckin' hole right here, huh boy. So fucking hot! Only condom fucking until you met us. I've got a big load brewing up for you, boy. No more condoms for this hole.” It seems Phil liked to talk during sex. "I'm gonna fill this hole up whenever you need my cock, Adam. You just let me know. I'll keep that hole of yours loaded up. Damn, I'm close!" Phil fucked me harder with the full girth of his massive cock. I wanted it. I started grunting with every thrust he made up my ass. "Do it, Phil, sir. Fucking give me your fresh swimmer load!" I urged him on. "I need it inside me, sir. Breed that newbie hole, Phil." "Fuck, here it is… take it up the ass, Adam!" He came loudly and I felt the flood of warm sperm rushing in. I watched his face contort as he came inside me. "Yes, sir, I feel your load. I feel it. Fuck!" He opened his eyes and looked into mine. "I'm gonna work that in for a few minutes. Make sure you get every drop." Phil continued fucking me with short rough bucks. "Damn that's a nice hole." I fell back to sleep after Phil pulled out. It was nighttime when he mounted my ass again—from behind this time, as I slept on my stomach. He didn't say anything. I think he wanted me to stay asleep. He just used his legs to kick mine apart, then he easily speared my open hole with his massive raw cock. For the rest of the night, we remained connected like that: Phil slowly pumping his cock in and out of me while we drifted in and out of sleep.

They depend on how many posts you've made (minus infractions you've received)... You start out a virgin, then get to "curious" after 10 posts, then you become a "barebacker" after 25 posts, then a "sex addict" after 100 posts, then a "slut" after 500 posts, and then the pinnacle of success is to become a "whore" after 1,000 posts. If you think in terms of taking loads it all makes sense