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Spent the last few weeks befriending my exes current boyfriend without him knowing exactly who I am and last night I got the pig chemmed out of his thick skull. Filmed him being knocked up and begging for it and being loaded with 5 rounds of my toxic loads. Just finished editing videos and sending it to my ex. Congratulations on dating a freshly poz fag bro!

After the Folsom Street Fair (part 2) When I arrived home from the sex club, I was still feeling a little spun, but hungry for more, more Tina and more dick. I took hits off my favorite bubbler pipe while I checked out my favorite hookup site. I didn’t find anything very interesting, so I posted my own ad, saying that I was a good looking, muscular, masculine bottom guy, up in the clouds, and looking to stay there. I said that I was out of party favors, but that I would be happy to pay for my share. I knew that a lot of tops never posted ads because it attracted too many flakes. The tops were more likely to peruse the ads, and contact the guys who fit the type they were looking for. Although it was the wee hours of the morning, I got a response, almost immediately, requesting a pic, which I sent. Then, he sent a pic of himself, and asked for another pic of me, which I sent. He was an Asian top who was much younger than I was, and didn't appear to be my type at all (other than being a party top). But, it was late, I wanted to keep on partying, and I wanted to get fucked, so I took a chance. He asked for my phone number, he called me, and I agreed to meet him at his house in about 30 minutes. I took a quick shower, cleaned out, then drove to his house where I was lucky to find a parking place, nearby. Where he lived turned out to be a 3 story house with 3 bedrooms rented out. It appeared that he pretty much hung out only there in his own bedroom, I was impressed by how he had used the available space. I couldn’t help but notice that he had hung mirrors on 3 walls, strategically placed for watching the action from any angle. He was quite a bit shorter than I, and had big brown eyes. He also had huge black pupils, so I knew that he’d started the parTy early. He was partied up but not a mess, not a mess at all. He was wearing only a pair of shorts, that showed off a hot gym body. This was looking good. After ordering me out of my clothes, he wasted no time shoving a bubbler pipe in my mouth, applying the flame, and telling me to take hit after hit after hit. I asked him how much I owed him for my share of the drugs, and, to my surprise (and delight), he said, “50 bucks !” It was obvious right from the start that he liked being in control, telling me what to do, what position to get in, and always pushing the pipe into my mouth. I wouldn't call it programming, but it was definitely mind control, because I was perfectly willing and happy to do whatever he wanted me to do. He liked to party hard, and he pushed me to keep right up with him. Plus, he had to have been on Cialis, because he had no problem getting and staying hard, fucking me on and off for 2 full days and nights. It always surprises me to see a big dick on a smaller guy, but there it was.We started with me on my stomach, my legs spread, and him using his fingers to massage Gun Oil into my hungry hole. It felt fucking great, and made his dick rock hard. After wiping the Gun Oil off his hands, he lined up his dick head with my hole, then pushed into me, making me groan with ecstasy. With his dick buried in my ass, he told me to raise my head and look into the mirror that was right in front of me. He wanted me to see him lying on top of me, and he wanted me to watch as he hit the glass pipe and blew out several big clouds before shoving the pipe into my mouth. I took a big hit, and he told me to hold it in my lungs while he pumped his big hard dick in and out of my ass. So fucking hot as we did it again and again. Most of the time, he liked to have me on my back, and pulling my legs up to my chest, so he could watch my face as he fucked me and fed me the glass pipe. The Tina made the nerve endings around my hole extremely sensitive, and he got off on administering a kind of pleasure / torture, driving just his big helmet head in and out of my opening. Frequently, he told me to look over, into one of the mirrors, so I could see his dick in my ass. He wanted me to know that he was using it and owning it. After a while he asked me if I had ever done a booty bump. I said that I had but it had been a long time ago. He told me not to worry, and that he would fix me right up. He fixed me up, alright, with 0.3, shot deep in my hole, using his dick to fuck it a lot farther into my guts. At first, it burned a little, and I was just enjoying having his dick in me. Maybe 5 or 6 minutes later, WHAM ! A strong sensation shot up through my body, all the way to my brain. My heart was slamming, I was breathing really hard, and my hole was wide open ! He had a big grin on his face as he slowly pulled his cock out of me, then made me beg to have it in me again. More pleasure / torture that drove me absolutely fucking wild. He kept alternating between teasing his dick head in and out of my opening and full on pounding the hell out of my ass. I completely lost track of time. I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things, but it looked like it was now light out, and it turned out that it was. He suggested that we get cleaned up then take a nap. A NAP ?! But, he was in charge, so we brushed our teeth, showered, and I cleaned out again. Back on his bed, he told me to lie on my stomach, and he laid on top of me, my wide, muscular back supporting him as he drifted off to sleep, almost immediately. I couldn’t believe it. My heart was still slamming, and there was no way I was going to be able to sleep. Besides, he had positioned himself on top of me so that his dick head was right at my hole. Was he really asleep, or was he playing games ? I had no idea, but, any time I moved at all, I felt his dick head rubbing on my hole. And, the more that happened, the more I wanted it in me. I tried to stay still, wanting to let him sleep, if he really was asleep, but, before long, I couldn’t stand it any longer, and I started bucking my hips, slowly at first, then more aggressively, going crazy at the intense sensation of his cock head on my hungry hole. When he finally came to, he used a towel to wipe off a big puddle of sweat from my back and his chest, acting like nothing had happened. I lost track of how many bottles of water I drank, but I was well aware that I needed to stay hydrated. After our break, he casually asked me if I did G. I told him I did, but that my stomach couldn’t handle it unless I had already done a lot of T. He handed me the bubbler pipe, and told me to hit it hard. While he was mixing up a couple doses of G and Gatorade, I took continuous hits on the pipe, blowing out one cloud after another, even though I probably had plenty of T already in my system. We clicked out plastic cups together and gulped it down. The feeling was hard to describe. Light headed ? Floating ? Out of body ? He was fucking me. It felt incredible, and we were both staring into the mirrors, almost like we were watching a porn video. It seemed like he fucked me for hours. He stopped only long enough to refill the bubbler pipe, then pass it back and forth. Again, it seemed as if there had been a time lapse, because it was now dark, again. The G was wearing off. A vial of coke suddenly appeared, and he told me I had to do the obligatory line of coke off his dick. No argument from me. He used a credit card to crush it into a fine powder, then laid out a fat line along his hard cock. I plugged one nostril snd used a short plastic straw to snort it deep into my sinuses. He asked me how it felt, and I said that it was mild but good, a nice little rush. He said that more was better, and with that, he had me rub some spit all over the head of his dick. Then, he rolled his spit coated dick back and forth in the left over coke that he had just crushed. At the same time, he told me to get on my hands and knees, on the edge of the bed, and use both of my hands to pull my hole open as wide as possible. With him standing behind me, he leaned in and shoved his coke covered cock head deep into my hole, and held it there. Now, I could really feel it buzzing in my brain. He slowly fucked my hole, keeping at least 3/4 of his dick in me, wanting to be sure that all the coke was completely dissolved. He gradually picked up speed, then grabbed my hips and pounded me good and hard, ordering me to “Look in the mirror ! Look in the mirror !” Again, I was surprised how hot it was to watch myself acting out live porn. It was late at night, and he had to work in the morning, so we both took a shower, he changed the bed, and we both climbed in.

Chapter 3 The next few hours began to fly by. Steve taught me the basics of pint pulling making comments about how good I must be at giving head considering how much I seemed to enjoy giving a pint one; but after a few terrible attempts I began to get better. Steve seems to use it as an excuse to get his body nice and close to mine, pressing into me from behind as his hand would grip mine over the faucet and control the flow and motion. I knew this was a gay bar and everyone was a horny fucker, but I was surely imagining my new Boss seemingly grinding his hardening cock against my arse. Steve kept on pouring us drinks, explaining it was part of the perks of working the bar. I tried to turn down the first time, but he insisted, saying that as long as I didn't get drunk on shift it would be fine. I tried to convince him that I was quite a light weight, but he just laughed and said he would keep an eye on me, but after the third vodka and redbull I was feeling a lot more happier with being practically naked, and didn't seem to care as much that I was getting felt up more and more whenever I was clearing glasses. At one point, whilst bending over to wipe clean one of the tables, the same old man from earlier spread my butt and gave my hole a lick to the cheer of the crowd. Steve barked at him telling him to watch himself and that this was my first shift, but I smiled it off and laughed, although I did quickly return to the safety behind the bar. Steve lifted his arm and encouraged me under in a mocking, yet somehow fatherly way, so I jokingly snuggled into his chest finding his wet sweaty aroma deeply comforting. Before long Steve was ringing the bells and calling last orders and for the next 20 minutes I thanked the various punters for a good night and encouraged them out. I got a few pecks on the cheek and the odd butt squeeze, but they were all well behaved really and just seemed to be enjoying their night. And, given the mood I was in, I certainly had no reason to be a downer. In truth, I'd had a great time. Steve went and shut the front door and turned down the lights, pulled out a bottle of tequila and lined up a row of shots with lemon and salt and encouraged me over to take a bar stool and sit. “So tell me boy, how did you find your first night?” “I can honestly say it isn't exactly what I expected, but still I had a lot of fun. Everyone seems really nice and it seems like you have a great place here,” I answered, feeling rather drunk. In any event, I was definitely not trying to impress my new Boss. I really did like the place. “Well, tonight was pretty tame as its mid-week. You'll see that the weekends can be a little more wet and wild, but I'm sure you'll fit in nicely,” Steve responded as he poured salt over his hand, licked the salt, and then knocked back a shot of tequila and sucked a lemon wedge. “Fuck that stuffs good,” he exhaled. “Your turn." I laughed and repeated the process. In my semi-drunken state, however, I couldn't get the salt to stay on my hand. Steve watched and laughed saying “Here,” as he took my hand in his palm nd took a big long lick across it. I giggled as I watched him, and he stared intently into my eyes as he took the salt and poured it across the wet hand. “Lick the salt, boy, and take a shot.” I nodded and licked my palm, tasting salt and the taste of nicotine and ash from the numerous cigs he'd had smoked that night. I knocked back the shot and stuck my tongue out gasping, when Steve grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my head close, forcing the lemon between my lips and squeezing. "That's good, my boy." “So tell me then boy, did you like Ron feeling you up earlier. Your dick was hard so i'm guessing you like the older guys, eh?” Steve asked as he pulled his wife beater over his head, revealing his bushy pits, his impressive hairy chest, and his twin, huge meaty nipples. The heat of the alcohol was getting to be a bit and I felt a bit off guard, but I mumbled back It was different. I wouldn't say he's my type ha, but I like it when men just go for it. I wish I could be so confident and just take what I want." Steve chuckled as he took my hand licked it and lined up another shot of salt. He licked it up took a shot and grabbed a lemon wedge sucking it dry. “Well people like Ron are confident cause they are real men, whereas you are a boy. A little bottom bitch, I reckon." I blushed, this felt a little like a dig. I began to felt exposed and self conscious, but Steve saw this and quickly reacted. “No, no, don't get me wrong boy, That's by no means a bad thing. See, there are Alphas in this world who take, and then there are the boys who get taken. That's their role. They are naturally submissive, and take order, its in their nature." Steve put an arm round me and held me close reassuring me, licked his hand and salted it. “Lick,” he commanded. I complied, whereupon Steve took the tequila shot, held it to my throat and knocked it back. He held the lemon in front of my mouth asking “What do you say? Please?” I responded. He chuckled and pressed it into my mouth and squeezed the juice down. The drink was now really taking effect, but what he was saying seemed to be making sense. I thought I was a man now I'd turned 18, but maybe I was just a boy. Steve picked me up and lifted me into his lap, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled my body into his big hairy belly and chest. “Don't you worry lad, you're a good boy and I've got you. I'll make sure you get what you need, eh." His hands freely caressed my smooth abs and occasionally tweaked my nipples. I was slowly groaning and grinding my body against his, feeling the comfort of his hairy body against mine. His hands worked down and found my rock solid cock. Again he chuckled, whispering "Looks like the boy really loves his Daddy, doesn't he?" I groaned by way of a response. “Stand up, boy,” Steve whispered. I did so and Steve rose with me. He took my hands and placed them on the edge of the Bar, and pulled down my jockstrap so I was now standing in just the trainers I had worked in with white socks in a pub that I had just worked a trial shift in. It didn't seem right, but then Steve was just so hypnotic. His big hands worked up and down my legs spreading them further and he encouraged me to bend forward. I could feel my cheeks parting and my hole opening up “Fuck now look at my boy's hole. That makes a Daddy proud." Kneeling, Steve pressed his big bearded face press between my cheeks, lappiing at my hole. I knew I was tight - not since, sseveral months earlier my old partner and I had split-up, but I could feel my hole loosen and spread with every lick as Steve pushed in deeper and deeper. I could feel him working his spit into me and it felt like my hole was trying to suck his tongue in deeper. Steve rose and I heard the shuffle of his jock being discarded. I knew what was coming, I wanted it. IT was wrong, but right now who cared. I wanted his Daddy dick. No I wanted MY Daddy's dick. I felt this monster thick slab rest against my cheeks and Steve wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. “I think my boy needs this, doesn't he?" “Ye, Daddy.” “Boy wants his Daddy in him." “Yes Daddy." Steve positioned his cock head against my hole. 'God this is gonna hurt', I thought, as Steve murmured “You want Daddy's babies in your ass. Tell me that's what you want, boy." “I do Daddy please, I want your babies in me”, I pushed back and then gasped at the shock of pain as the head began to force my hole open. I tried to pull forward but Steve held tight. “Ssssssh ssssssh sssssssh” he said with comfort as he held me in position. “I'm going to push in slowly, and your're going to push out as I do so. Let's do this together champ, on the count of three." It was agony but inch by inch Steve slowly worked his thick nine inches deep inside my arse. He never removed his shaft, but did pause now and then to afford me time to adjust and rest. Still, after a few minutes I was impaled balls-deep and his big hairy chest and belly were pressing me against the bar counter. I was a sweaty mess from the tension and alcohol, panting away as Steve began to slowly withdraw and push back in. Slowly but surely building up the tempo. I moaned and groaned as the pain became a dark pleasure, as I thrust back against him harder and harder. The slapping flesh sounds being replaced by guttural moans and groan. “That's it you dirty little pig boy, tell me how much you want my cock,” shouted Steve. “Fuck Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your son!” “Daddy's going to knock you up, give his dirty boy some dirty babies! You want that boy? Tell me you want me dirty babies.” “Fuck yes Daddy! Fuck! Shoot those dirty babies in me, Make me pregnant. I'm your dirty boy!” Steve picked me up and slammed me onto a nearby table so I was waist height he began pile driving my arse slam fucking me against across the table, making me delirious. I kept crying out between sobs “I want your dirty babies, daddy,” until Steve bellowed and pulled me back so hard it felt like he was tearing my arse open as I could his cock pulse inside me shooting load after load deep into my guts. He semi-collapsed onto top me, raining down sweat across my body and leaving me soaked underneath. We both started laughing as he slowly pulled out and a little gush of cum trickled out. “Whoops let's keep those where they can do the job,” he said as he scooped it up and pushed his finger back in side my fucked hole. He walked out the back as I stumbled to my feet. My cock was still rock hard despite the pummeling my prostate had just had. Steve came back and threw my jeans and t-shirt at me, saying “You're going to be perfect for this place, I can tell. So, the next shift I want you for will be this Friday night. It's a little later and a lot raunchier, but from what I just saw I think you'll love it.” I smiled back feeling a little confused as I didn't just do that sort of thing with anyone, but maybe he just meant I was obviously sexually open. I was clearly overthinking it. “Anyway” said Steve, “this is for you. Good work, tonight,” handing me £150. “This is crazy. I can't possibly earn this much for a night's work,” I said confused. "Don't you worry. You did great with the punters, and besides you were worth every penny,” Steve replied with a genuine smile. Thanking Steve, I dressed and walked out the door. The walk back to the Uni rooms was fairly long, and the entire trip back I strove to keep my hole clenched tightly shut so I didn't wet my jeans with Steve's load. Little did I realize that, as I walked home, Steve was creating his own little movie from the pub CCTV footage.

I havent been back to Ohio to visit in years. I recently made a trip for the holidays to visit my family. My cousin who is about 10 years older than me, and who recently got out of prison was also in town and we hung out. He really hit the gym hard and came out looking pretty damn good. I had only recently been open with my family and was a bit nervous hanging out with him since before he never knew I was gay. At first nothing seemed off other than me randomly catching myself staring at him, which i felt guilty about since we are related. He caught me checking him out and at first didnt do much. Well the night progressed and everyone else either went home or passed out and it ended up just being my cousin and myself alone in the living room. He had already had a few beers and out of the blue he asked me "so I heard you are a faggot". It caught off guard one being called a faggot and two him just bring it up randomly. I didnt know how to respond and just turned to look at him. "so are you or arnt you a faggot" he asked again this time getting off the couch and coming towards me. I didnt know what to say and just nodded my head. I was about to say that it offended me being called a faggot but my words stopped in my throat when I heard and saw what he did next. He grabbed his crotch and came up straight to my face "im not going to lie, I got used to fucking some faggots. Felt great being able to bust in them without having to worry about getting a bitch pregnant. I got enough kids as it is" His hand is holding his crotch and he is looming over me as i sit on the couch. I cant take my eyes off his growing bulge in his pants and he gives me a smirk. "I saw you checking me out all day, I know you want this, you cant deny it." I just nod my head cant believing what is happening. I felt guilty because we are related but he had gotten really hot and his dick was very noticeably hard and my inner pig starts to come out. I cant keep my eyes off his crotch as i bite my lip wanting to taste it. He laughs and walks away, at first i thought he was teasing me and I felt my stomach drop, but then he asked "well arnt you going to come to my room with me, cant have anyone walk in on us. I aint no faggot i just like fucking a nice hole and dont want anyone to think otherwise". Im off the couch and following him to his room before I know it. I follow him into his room and he just lays on his bed and motions me over. "Come suck on my dick get it nice and wet faggot". I obediently does what he says and walk over. I slowly pull his sweat pants off and expose his throbbing cock. It had to be about 7 1/2 inches and pretty thick. I cant resist at this point and immediately take his dick into my mouth. His dick is oozing precum and it has a slight bitter taste from all the booze he had been drinking. He is leaning back his arms behind his head with his eyes closed. "suck that dick faggot, get it nice and wet". I first start off slow just tasting his cock but then I feel his big rough hands on the back of my head and he shoves my head down on his cock. I gag at first and try to pull back but he holds my head down. "lets get that saliva going, yeah gag on my big dick faggot." my eyes are watering but i relax my throat and deep throat it his fat cock. "fuck yeah you faggots really know how to work a cock" he starts to thrust into my mouth and im doing everything i can to swallow it. Suddenly he pulls my head off his cock and grabs me throwing me on the bed. He practically rips my pants off me and pushs my body down exposing my ass to him. "mmm look at that hole" he says and spits on it. He then rubs his cock on my hole and then shoves in. I try to relax but I was not prepared for it and my body tenses up. He just pushs all his weight on top of me pinning me down as he keeps his dick inside me. His hand had found its way to my mouth as he holds it to keep me from making any noise. "fuck yeah faggot, take that dick, fuck your ass is so tight not like those other loose holes." he whispers into my ear as he pushes deeper in me. At first im in pain and im trying not to whimper and relax, he just continues to thrust into me. I dont know if it was because he was man handling me or if it was because I was very tight but it didnt really take him long before i felt his body start to tense up and he starts grunting in my ear. I can feel his dick throbbing deep inside me as he unloads his seed into me. He leaves his dick in me and just continues to lay on top of me. At this point it is really dawning on me I just got fucked by a relative, by my hot ex convict cousin. He finally pulls out and slaps my ass. "yep you have a nice tight hole and im going to make you mine"

Chapter I. When my boy and I realized how hot it is getting him fucked by new cock, we were nervous about playing raw. We always went bare with each other, but wanted to start out only playing safe. We know how that goes… I knew he wanted to take another man's load and I secretly wanted to push his boundaries to do it. The first guy was a stranger I met online, a handsome squat black guy. He came over and we took turns fucking my boy, him wearing a condom, me bare. I had made sure he was NEG for everything. My boy was holding back as he took the guy's sheathed cock, as if he was nervous to show me how much he liked it. He kept his eyes clenched tight the whole time we both fucked him. The guy came in the condom deep in my boy's ass. He pulled out without spilling and cum and I bred my boy as the guy jerked his impressive cock to a second load. He shot that load on my boys ass. I took a few pics of our cum on his ass, mine leaking out of his hole and the other guys streaking across his cheeks. The next guy was an older burly stud from a hookup app. He told me that he was POZ, but undetectable and only fucked safe. I told my boy this and he gamely agreed to take the guy's cock as long as they played safe. The guy came over and we took turns plowing my boy. This guy had a really long cock so the condom only came halfway down. It looked so good when he was deep in my boy's guts with the whole condom inside my boy. It looked like they were fucking raw until he pulled out far enough to see it. I took a few pics that really looked like they were going bareback. I came first and lubed up my boy's hole for the other guy to finish. When he was about to cum, he pulled out and whipped the condom off, shooting his load all over my boy's crack. I took pics as his undetectable seed drooled down onto my boy's hole. He left and my boy and I had a chat about maybe going further with the next guy if the mood was right. The third guy we brought home was a buddy from work who had always flirted with my boy at office parties and company picnics. My boy always flirted back. What my boy didn't know was that Tom is POZ. When I asked him to fuck my boy with me, safely, he eagerly agreed. Tom is tall and slim with a tuft of blond fuzz peeking out of his shirt collar. On the agreed night, I got my boy to drive me to work and Tom drove me back to our place. When we walked in the door, there was my boy's shirt on the floor in the living room, and his jeans on the stairs. I gestured for Tom to lead the way and following him upstairs as he peeled off his own clothes. There was a t-shirt in the hall, two socks further down, and my boy's jockstrap on the handle of the bedroom door. I helped Tom pull his briefs down. Out popped a beautiful thick cock with a tuft of ginger fur and low-hanging hairy balls and opened the door for him. My boy was on the bed on all fours with his ass towards us and a tube of lube and some wrapped condoms on the bed. Tom smacked my boy's ass and knelt down to eat his hole. I stripped my clothes off and spread my boy's cheeks open for Tom to go deeper. Before long I was opening up my boy with my fingers so Tom's tongue could go deeper. I stripped too, already drooling precum. My boy was moaning into the pillows and I positioned myself underneath him so I could suck his cock. I lapped at my boy's dick and balls, letting my tongue go back to his hole, darting it against Tom's lips. My boy swallowed my dick and moaned as he deep-throated me. Tom stood up and slapped his bare cock on my boy's ass. I grabbed his dick and squeezed out a pearl of precum. I took that pearl and smeared it on my boy's hole. I aimed Tom's cock at my boy's ass and he thrust forward so the head of his dick was pushing gently into my boy's hole. My boy pulled off my cock and asked, 'Aren't you going to wear a condom?' Tom stopped and pulled back a bit. 'Yeah. If I have to…' Tom thrust forward again easing more of his bare cock into my boy. 'Baaaaaby,' my boy groaned. I wasn't sure if he meant me or the POZ man rawfucking my boy. 'Please… condom…' I couldn't tell if he was asking permission to go bare or for Tom to put one on. Tom erred on the side of caution and pulled out. Tom unwrapped a condom and slid it over his glistening cock. He liberally lubed it up and aimed it back at my boy's ass. Tom slid that huge POZ cock into my boy, sheathed in rubber. When he was fully inside, I lapped at his hairy balls. Tom slid back and forth and after savoring his balls smacking my forehead, I scooted out from underneath. I grabbed my phone from my pants and started taking a few photos. I had the sound on so they could hear when I was shooting photos. Tom grinned at me and gave me a thumbs up. I leaned down next to my boy and showed him a pic of Tom's cock halfway inside him, wrapped in the condom. He responded by pushing back so he was fucking himself on Tom's thick cock. 'Baby,' I whispered to him, 'Tom's POZ. Did you know that?' His eyes got big, but he only pushed back harder on that cock. 'His dick looks so good stretching you out…' My boy kissed me hard. I reached back to his ass and wrapped my hand around Tom's cock, half-buried in my boy. I took the base of the condom and rolled it up a bit. I pulled away from my boy's mouth and took a pic of his cock, now more exposed so the ring of the rubber was just outside of my boy's ass. I snapped a pic and showed it to my boy. He groaned and pushed back harder. Every time Tom pulled out a good ways, I rolled that condom up a bit more. Then he'd stab his dick back into my boy. After a few minutes, only his head was still wrapped. I took another pic and showed it to my boy. 'Baby, that dick would look even better raw… right?' My boy nodded and clenched his ass. Tom winked at me and pulled out. 'This is some good pussy, bud. Thanks for sharing it with me. I need a break or I'm gonna cum!' He pulled the condom off of his cock head and gestured for me to take a turn. I slid right into my boy's lubey open hole. It felt so good fucking his once-tight openness. Tom slowly jerked his cock and squeezed out a dollop of precum. I scooped it off with my fingers and brought it to my lips. Then I stopped; instead of eating it, I smeared it on my dick and sunk in into my boy's ass. Tom grinned. He picked up his discarded condom. I knew what he was thinking and pulled back so my cock was just barely still inside my boy. He oozed his juice out of the condom and onto my dick. I slid back in my boy letting Tom's toxic precum seep into my boy with each thrust of my dick. Knowing that I was putting that POZ juice in my boy got me so hot. I hammered my boy's ass as Tom slowly jerked off. I could feel my boy's hard cock and balls bouncing around and I grabbed his dick as he fucked himself on my cock and started to cum all over the sheets. I shot my load, breeding my boy's ass as Tom egged me on. I pulled out leaving my boy's ass a sopping mess, his hairy hole matted with my seed. My boy collapsed onto the bed, pulling at his cheeks and showing us his cummy ass. I took a few photos and showed them to my boy. 'Wouldn't that ass look better with two loads?' My boy eagerly nodded. Tom swirled his tongue on my dick and kept jerking himself. He climbed behind my boy and smacked his ass with his meaty cock. He raised his eyebrows at me saying, 'You want me to cum on his ass?' I shook my head no. 'You want me to cum IN his ass?' I nodded saying, 'Yes. Please beed my boy.' My boy moaned approval. Tom slid his thick POZ cock in my boy's ass raw. I took pics of my boy taking his first raw POZ cock. Instead of quietly moaning like he had whenever taking my dick, my boy started talking dirty. 'You taking that ass? Fucking me raw?! Fucking me with that big POZ cock?!' Tom got into the act too talking back, 'Yeah, pussy boy. Taking my POZ cock like a filthy little slut? You like taking POZ cock, yeah!?' Tom pounded my boy into the mattress as they worked up a sweat. I was still totally hard and now jerking my own cock. Tom pulled back and took my dick in his hand. He jerked me hard and aimed my cock at his own pistoning cock. I usually can't cum twice, but sharing my boy with this POZ stud got me so worked up. I shot my second load onto his throbbing dick and Tom fucked it into my boy's ass. 'Gonna cum! Gonna breed your boy! Gonna POZ your boy!!!' I shouted, 'Fuck yeah! Give IT to him! POZ that little slut!!!' Tom quickened his fuckpace and slammed his dick as deep as it would go. His face twisted up and he came deep in my boy's ass. I grabbed my phone and took a pic of their sweaty bodies still connected. Tom pulled back slowly and I kept shooting pics. Every inch he pulled back I snapped another photo. My boy pulled his cheeks apart as soon as Tom's cock plopped out, working his hole open with his fingers and toying with the three fresh loads dribbling out. Tom laid down beside him and they kissed. Watching them kiss was somehow more intimate than watching them fuck. Tom held my boy's face and asked him,'you like taking that POZ seed, boy?' 'Fuck yeah!' 'Want some more of that POZ cum?' 'YES!' 'Same time next week?,' he asked me. I nodded. My boy frowned at me. 'Do I have to wait a whole week?' I couldn't say no to him… Tom smiled at me and grinned. 'Tomorrow night?' My boy and I both nodded. 'How many POZ loads you want tomorrow night, slut?' Without a second of hesitation, my boy replied, 'As many as you can give me.' 'What if I brought a few friends over?' My boy didn't answer, he just kissed Tom hard and grabbed his gooey cock. They made out as my boy worked Tom's cock back to fully hard. Naturally, I took pics. My boy pushed Tom onto his back and squatted on his raw POZ cock. He rode Tom looking right into my eyes. 'You like watching your boy take dick? Watching him take POZ dick?' I honestly replied, 'FUCK YEAH!' Tom bred my boy again that night and we made plans for the following evening. To be continued...

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 am just leaving my new fuck bud, pussy fully stretched thanks to his horse hung cock and loaded with 2 loads after he royally fucked me for nearly 2 hours non stop! on my way back home to my BF and all the guests he invited for me to be used and bred by over the weekend and I hope its gonna turn into one of our nonstop fuckathon for the next couple of days of me taking cock after cock (and more than one at a time) yours truly, A very happy cumdump ? oink x

CHAPTER THREE Through the eyes of Scotty: I lay here, beside my dad, having just taken his cock and load in my ass for the first time. My heart pounding, ass throbbing and body shaking, it was simply amazing and being here now with dad spooning me, his hard cock rubbing at the entrance to my puffy hole, oh I don’t ever want to lose this feeling. I break the silence asking dad when he knew I had been spying on him, and said that I honestly believed he had no idea. He told me he’s known for about a year, and that he loved putting on a show for me, knowing that I was outside the bathroom jerking off. He then revealed he’d actually secretly been filming me spy on him, so he could wank to it later. I loved hearing that, it affirmed the feelings were mutual. As dad continued to spoon me, with his arm around me gently stroking my chest, I asked dad if he was willing to share a little of his past experiences with men and what he meant by all the things he was saying during our fuck session in the shower. The tattoo, owning me and what he meant by charged up and poz. His response scared me a little, but I found my cock getting even harder instantly, for some reason knowing that it turned my dad on, made it all sound very normal. I was able to compare the things he was saying to images flashing through my mind of all my favourite porn scenes I’ve watched over the years. Instantly I found myself less scared, realising that we had so much more in common and I couldn’t wait to show my dad I was ready, ready for everything he was talking about. As he said, he owns me now and damn, if my future is only a fraction of what he just said to me, fucking bring it, I want the future to be right now. I needed to make sure dad knew I was ready and that I wanted what he wants for me, from me, of me; so I started moving my ass cheeks, rubbing his hard cock head with my firm adolescent buns, he started moaning. While continuing to stimulate his glands I told him I wanted his HIV positive load inside me again. Not just wanted it, I needed it, I had to have that special bond between us. I know that these words would never have left my lips if it were any other man, but this was my father, my dad, this was hotter than I could ever have imagined and this connection will be the foundation of our future exploits. I pushed back on dad’s massive toxic cock, feeling my puffy ass lips wrap around it. I didn’t add any lube, it wasn’t needed, as my ass was already wet with dad’s poz juices still simmering in my ass from the shower fuck. It was hot as hell. Dad started thrusting into my fuck chute, fucking his first poz load deeper into my ass, massaging his DNA into my walls. While doing so he kept moaning, telling me he was so happy our relationship has taken a new and exciting path. But he reminded me as he slammed his cock into my ass of the rules and expectations he has of me. I howled as he slammed into my battered ass, partly in pain and also because I was trying to get the words out, to tell him I wanted nothing more than to live up to his expectations, but his thrusting was just so hard, so deep, so fucking amazing that I could hardly speak. So I stopped trying and just focused on the joy of having dad’s massive poisonous cock leaking in my ass. As soon as I allowed my mind to wonder I kept repeating some words in my head, like a playlist on repeat. With my eyes closed, dads cock thrusting in and out of me, words on flashcards appearing in my mind over and over – poz, HIV, toxic, owned, breed, positive, dad, son – I couldn’t hold back, without touching myself I lost my load all over the bed linen, my ass muscles clamping down on dads cock. This triggered dad’s orgasm, his pace increasing till he came to a halt, panting behind me, I couldn’t escape the feeling of his cock throbbing in my wrecked hole. I threw my arms behind us both, grabbing dads sweaty back as best I could, pulling him deeper into me as he was shooting his toxic seed within me. Without realising, I was yelling at the top of my lungs, fucking breed me dad, knock me up, and put that poisonous load in me. ################################################################################ Through the eyes of Dean: I lay here, processing my thoughts following the fuck I just gave my son Scotty in the shower. I gently caress his chest, feeling him melt into my body as we lay in bed. I’d been planning to fuck my dirty load into him on his 18th birthday and I’m so pleased the plan came together like clockwork. He asked me to open up to him, share someone my dating history and he also wanted some clarification on things I had said, that so far he couldn’t quite decipher. I first started talking about my past, explaining that I’d always been bisexual and when his mother passed away I decided not to sleep with woman anymore. Opening up to him was so refreshing, I’d spent so many years hiding my perverted dirty cum-dump past. It was important to me that I be open and honest with him, if we’re to have the future I’m hoping for its imperative that he knows from day one where he stands with good ole dad. I explained that I’ve never had a steady boyfriend and that for a long time I’ve been leaving the house late at night while he’s sleeping, going to saunas and public toilets, fucking and getting fucked by hundreds of men over the years. My appetite for men and cum was insatiable. Scotty was hard as a rock listening to me explain my history. He wanted to know what I meant by what I had said in the shower so I explained that one particular experience I had was with group of 12 guys, where we basically fucked for an entire 3 day public holiday weekend in a no hole barred fuck-fest. With most of the guys admitting they were HIV positive and un-medicated before the fun began. I further explained to Scotty that I made a decision that night to accept whatever happened and not to be a prude and leave. Shortly after that Queens Birthday public holiday weekend I got sick and subsequently tested HIV positive. As soon as those words left my lips Scotty gave an audible squeal and firmly pushed his ass cheeks into my groin, as if a sign of approval of what I was saying. Scotty instantly said the exact year this happened – knowing that he’d stayed at an aunt and uncles holiday house one particular Queens Birthday holiday weekend. He said he’d have much preferred to have spent the weekend partaking in what I was doing instead. I chuckled when he said that. This led me to talking to Scotty about what I expected of him. I made sure he understood that I’ve already fucked an un-medicated HIV positive load in his ass and that I will continue to do so, until he gets sick and tests positive also. I also told him that regardless his feelings for anyone he meets outside of our household, he wasn’t to fuck, get fucked, take or give a load to or from anyone, until he tests positive as a result of my loads getting fucked in him. After that he was free to fuck or be fucked by as many people as he wanted. With an emphasis on the more the merrier. I reminded him that I own him, for eternity, he will always be my property. If I tell him to breed someone, he breeds them. If I give permission to some random guy to fuck and breed him, then he’ll do exactly as he’s told and eagerly present his ripe ass for the taking. Irrespective of his physical attraction to the person I’d chosen to fuck him. I let him know he must be willing to go to any event or party I say we’re going to, or hosting at our house. He’s forbidden to take PrEP or PEP to prevent me converting him or anti-viral meds once HIV positive and if he or I test positive to any STI’s we’re not allowed to start treatment until three weeks have passed and we’ve had the opportunity to incubate and spread it. And finally I told him he won’t be fucking me until he tests positive. I paused for a moment and heard him very quietly say to himself fuck I want all of that, followed by Scotty teasing my cock with his hole and eventually backing up on my cock and taking his second HIV positive load from his dad.

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.

It was last Thursday night at LA Slamers. I was just there late night, like 11 pm. Sort of a weak crowd so I thought I would try something new. Went in dark room fuck bench, stood and just bent over to lay on my stomach, blindfolded myself with sleep mask, pulled my jeans/underwear down to my ankles, spread my legs as far as I could and just held on to the hand holds. It took over 15 minutes or so, but once the first guy “got the scent” and bred me, it was one after the other. I had 8 cocks in me and I believe 6 bred me. The final guy, after midnight, just kept going and going in my ass. I was about to stand up as my legs had all but cramped up, but he was like, “let me finish, let me finish!” So a a good cum dump I would never interrupt my top. He took another 5 minutes before he exploded in me! He was thanking me say how hot it was with all the cum inside me. I started to get up and took off my blindfold. He was chatting with me as he pulled up his pants. OMG he had 2 biohazard tattoos and was scrawny skinny and later found out he was 71 yo. I immediately dropped to my knees and asked to clean his cock off. He said sure! I got to Taft all the cum in his foreskin and my ass juices! He even let me rim his ass! Once I was done he thanked me and left.

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

my brother was 13 years older than me, he was a faggot before it was a popular sub culture. i was with him as he died of AID's in '84. he was 6'2" and weighed 89 pounds. He had beginning dementia, Kaposis sarcoma, pneumonia, and intestinal parasitic infections that gave him continuous diarrhea. At first, he refused to go to the hospital, to get treatment, then the last few months of his life he wanted to live. AZT was a new and experimental drug, it was all probably too late for him. his dying and death were not fun or exciting for him or anyone else, and he was a very kinky guy. i'm a critical care nurse, i take care of critically ill patients all the time. i have yet to meet a person who enjoys the realities of being sick and debilitated. Feeling rotten is just that, feeling rotten... and that comes with all the opportunistic illnesses that accompany untreated HIV. One can fantasize and romanticize about being POZ all they want, how many of you who are advocating in that way are in full blown AID's? i'm not talking HIV poz, but the eventual result of AIDs, two very different conditions. Are medications perfect and free of side effects? No. If one is worried about the effects that meds can have on their body, why aren't they worried about the effects that come with HIV (they're worse). PreP and HIV suppression are about containment and prevention. Think about it. If every gay guy who was HIV poz was on meds and suppressed, we wouldn't need PreP. Eventually, the infection rate would reverse and it would be harder to get. i suspect that there are very, very few who actually want to die a tortuous death from AID's or who want to inflict that on another. i'm sure they exist, just like Ted Bundy or Jeffrey Dahmer, but i doubt there are many like that. Otherwise, i think the desire to be poz is ultimately an expression of self loathing, that it's homophobic. We're talking sickness and death here. There is no more final expression of self loathing than to kill your self. please don't do it.

My partner and i had a beefy bear over on Tuesday night. really nice 8 inch cock and he ate my partners ass for a long time then started sliding in with only spit as lube. My partner is mostly top and dosent get fucked much and took him balls deep. he was loving it and i said to him what would you like and he goes to be bred. the bear fucking goes you want me to breed him and i say oh yeah. eventually he blows a really big load in him (his second load bare) and when he pulls out my partners ass is really sloppy with cum i put my fingers in and then got my partner to get in me and give his cum to me. I love a guy with a cummy ass fucking me. afterwards he gave me another load and now he wants more and next time i eat it out and also take the guys guys

CHAPTER TWO Through the eyes of Dean: Time to set the plan in motion, today is Scotty’s 18th birthday and he decided he didn’t want a party with his friends. So it’s time to test the waters and see what exactly young Scotty is into and wants from life. I woke early and knocked on Scotty’s door to wish him a happy birthday. I got no response to begin with and figured he was still asleep, knock knock again and got a cautious hello from Scotty. Its dad mate, can I come in? Umm sure, one second. I waited for his okay and entered the room. Scotty was flushed, his laptop on his desk chair beside the bed, and he greeted me as I walked in. Happy birthday mate, I said and gave him a big hug, he wrapped his arms around me, but something was odd, he didn’t touch me with his hands. That said though his hug went for some time, almost as though he didn’t want it to end. I told him the day was his to enjoy and I’d take him anywhere he wanted, then said I’d go and have a shower and see him when he’s up and out of bed, to which he thanked me and said okay. I then went to my bedroom, stripped naked and turned the shower on, I then walked out of the bathroom and closed the bathroom door, something I’ve never done. Now time to hide and see how long it takes him to come and spy on me. I found my place, behind the bedroom door so he wouldn’t see me when he walked in and I didn’t have to wait long. In he came, buck naked, athletic, smooth and tight in every way possible. He cautiously approached the closed bathroom door, and once he saw that it was closed he let out a sigh, saying ‘damn dad, why’d you have to close the door, why today, okay let’s see how quietly I can open it’. He stood at the bathroom door and his left hand went right to his asshole, then I noticed it, his hands were shiny with lube already, he must have been playing with his ass and cock when I went to wish him a happy birthday. That explains the hug. He didn’t wait long, one two three fingers shoved deep in his ass, this kid was a pro already, slamming his fingers in his ass while raising his right hand to the bathroom door handle to attempt to open the door and spy on me. Now was my moment, I stood out from behind the bedroom door and walked quietly behind him, Scotty was just about to pull on the door handle when I reached out and ran my hand down his back. He jumped so high, I actually scared the hell out of him. His shock turned to delight as he turned, controlled his fright and saw me standing there, naked, hard as a rock with my massive drooling cock within reach. Scotty blushed, I leaned in and kissed him right on the lips, he didn’t flinch, he just went with it instantly while melting into my arms as we kissed for quite some time. I broke the kiss, wished him a very happy birthday and asked if he wanted to finally join me in the shower, his response was an emphatic yes dad, I’d really love that. Through the eyes of Scotty: I had a look at the time when I woke up, 06:17am and it didn’t take long till I remembered today was my 18th birthday, quickly followed by realising my cock was throbbing and leaking precum. I needed to take care of it, and quick smart – I wanted to feel the release of my first adult load. I turned on my laptop, put on some Treasure Island Media porn, my favourite, gets my juices flowing instantly and grabbed by hard cock and started playing with my hole once I lubed it up. I’m a virgin, but have been playing with my ass since I was 16 years old, I can’t get enough. Love inserting more and more fingers in my ass and cannot wait till I get a real cock up there, and cum as well. I’m so turned on by unprotected sex. At school it was drummed into us that this is wrong, but I don’t care, you like what you like. I had been watching porn for about 10 minutes, I had 3 fingers in my hole, digging them around and feeling amazing, when I heard a tap at the door. I froze instantly not knowing whether to reply or not. I heard a few more taps and dad calling for me, damn I have to reply. Eventually I’d manage to look respectable again and turned the porn off and called for dad to enter. He wished me well for my birthday and gave me a hug, I carefully hugged him being mindful not to get lube on him from my play session. We spoke quickly about some plans for the day. But the best bit was him saying he was about to go for a shower. Okay dad I replied. I was hard instantly knowing I was about to see him naked again. I waited a minute or so, and once I heard the water running, I walked right into dad’s bedroom. I was surprised this time though as dad had closed the bathroom door, something he’s never done. I quietly made my way to the door, buck naked, hard as a rock and given I had been playing with my ass in my bedroom I immediately inserted 3 fingers up my ass while I reached for the bathroom doorhandle. Next minute, something brushed my back and I jumped, scared half to death. I turned to see dad there in all his glory, his massive cock almost brushing my leg. He leaned in and planted a kiss right on my lips, I was in heaven, I didn’t want it to end, he then invited me to shower with him and I jumped at the idea, following dad into the shower. We immediately started kissing again, while rubbing ourselves together and exploring each other’s bodies with our hands. My dad turned the water off and pushed me to my knees in front of him, rubbing the head of his cock over my lips, glazing my lips with his precum. I admired his cock and waistline while licking the tip of his cock. I glanced over and noticed the tattoo on his hip, I had seen a tattoo there while spying on him showering, but wasn’t ever able to make out what it was. I see it’s a biohazard symbol, one which was familiar to me, from some of the porn I watch, but I don’t know its significance. Dad saw me looking at the tattoo, and asked if I like it, hell yeah I do, tattoos are hot I told him. He told me to have a good look at it, really focus on it and then told me to lick and kiss the tattoo. While I did, he said that I’d learn to love this symbol and appreciate its full power. I wasn’t quite sure what he meant but I was so turned on by being so close to his dick, I couldn’t help myself, I needed to move things along, I sucked his cock for a little bit, getting it nice and wet. I stood up and kissed dad again, before turning my back to him and lined up his cock with my hole. He called me a hot little slut and this only egged me on even more, I wanted to make dad happy and I needed to be fucked for the first time. I pushed back, feeling dads cock start to penetrate me, a sharp burn was felt but it subsided pretty quickly and I felt dad grab my hips and push balls deep into me. I wasn’t expecting that, but fuck it felt amazing, I finally had his massive cock inside me, drooling precum and making my ass wet inside. I was living for this moment, he fucked me so hard, breathing heavily on the back of my neck. It wasn’t long until dad made me beg for his load, he demanded that I tell him to cum deep inside me. But that’s exactly what I wanted, I wouldn’t have had it any other way, I wanted to be like those guys in the porn I watch, wet and dripping cum. Dad leaned down to me, his mouth to my ear, whispering that he was so glad I wanted his loads inside me and that he’d wanted to flood my guts for a very long time. He went on to say today was the day, the day that I give myself to him completely. He told me he owns me, from this day onwards. This was a massive turn on for me, something I wanted also. He pulled my ass into his groin, I felt him go that little bit deeper, feeling his full 9 fat inches inside me. My dad saying - Keep begging for my load Scotty, my toxic load, you’ll be charged up once you take my load, and it’s not your choice bitch, its mine, I own you don’t ever forget that. My reply was simple, cum in me dad, I need it, I’ve wanted it for as long as I can remember, you own my ass, do it, cum in me. That was all he needed to hear, still pulling me into him he growled take my poz load Scotty, my little boy, take my dirty load as I felt his cock throbbing deep within me. I was dripping, worn out, exhausted, satisfied and in love. Everything I had ever wanted from my first sexual experience. I turned to my dad and thanked him, before we cleaned up, dried off and went to his bed. Cuddling while enjoying the afterglow of what had just happened.

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.

CHAPTER ONE Please be kind in your reviews and I really hope you enjoy it. The tags in the story will give you an idea of where I plan on taking it. Through the eyes of Scotty: I hear it again, the faint sound of the shower running, my heart skips a beat. Some people say they feel butterflies in life’s tender moments, for me that was the sensation I felt every time I heard my father’s shower running; knowing I’d be able to sneak a glimpse of him, water cascading down his amazing well defined body. I’d been spying of Dean, my father since I was 16 when I first came to terms with my feelings towards other men and realising I’m gay. Jerking off, while watching him shower and knowing he was totally unaware of me doing so made it so much hotter! My mum and dad married and started a family very young, Dean is only 37, to my 17 years. They had my brother Beau one year before me and I think I’m blessed to have a young Dad and Brother. Unfortunately I lost my mother when I was 12, she passed in a car accident on her way to work. Since then it’s just been us boys with dad doing an amazing job of raising us. Beau is already at university studying, so it’s just dad and I living together and Beau visits some weekends and during term breaks from University. Our living arrangements make it easy for me to secretly watch my dad and get my fix, so to speak. And he doesn’t disappoint, as I watch him now, his back is resting against the shower wall, water flowing down his delicious smooth abs, his fat 9 inch cock in his right hand, being stroked casually, his left hand slowly caressing his ass cheek while he strokes himself, moaning in pleasure. I never get tired of this view, peaking through the gap in the door from dads bedroom and his ensuite bathroom, my briefs to my knees, stroking my boyish 8 inch cock, my eyes feasting on the vision of my dad wanking, I know I won’t last too long and hearing my dad’s moans increase, I’m propelled to my orgasm even faster. I see my father, through the steam in the bathroom, abs contracting, grunting, shooting ropes of cum from his massive tool, onto the glass of the shower. Wishing his cum was being sprayed over me, or better yet inside me. It was all too much , I started shooting my load into my left hand, still staring at dad in the shower as he milks the last of his load out. Ugh, I’m in heaven, but quickly snapped back to reality as I hear the shower turn off and the shower door open and close. With my left hand full of cum, I quickly lift my briefs with my right hand and run to my room, so as not to get caught. I make it back to my room and lay on my bed, another successful trip spying on dad, with my heart still racing, my cock only just starting to deflate, I rub my load all over my quivering asshole, wishing, hoping that one day it’ll be a load on and in my ass, delivered by my hot dad Dean himself. A boy can only dream right? ################################################################################# Through the eyes of Dean: Startled, I wake to my alarm blaring at 6am, with my morning wood throbbing, aching to take a piss, I lay there thankful its Friday with the weekend just around the corner. I hear music coming from my son’s room, so I know Scotty is already awake and no need to go and annoy him. He’s a good kid, great grades, excellent attitude and such a caring young man. He lost his mother early in life and he misses her dearly. He has applied himself at school to ensure he succeeds to honor his mother’s memory. He and I are more alike than he realises, you see I used to consider myself bisexual, however since the unexpected passing of my wife, I couldn’t bring myself to be intimate with another woman. So I started dating men exclusively and have never looked back. I’m actually somewhat of a perverted dick pig, versatile, with a thick poisonous 9 inch cock that makes guys go crazy and a hole that can take a damn good pounding, the harder the better, bareback of course, you see I’m a massive cum pig. I haven’t ever used a condom and that will never change. I say he and I have more in common than he realises because he’s been spying on me in the shower, I think for about a year or so. The first time I realised he was watching me he was 16 years old. He’s an amazing looking young man, six pack, smooth, cute as fuck and I think gay, or at least bisexual. I couldn’t believe I was the object of his adolescent desires, but be damned if I’m not going to get some enjoyment out of it and corrupt him in the process, like I said; I’m perverted. I’ve been putting on shows for him for a long time now, knowing he’s been watching me while I shower. I even set up a gopro camera in my room to film him watching me, so that I can focus on putting on a show and not taking a casual glance towards the door to see if he’s there. And to be fair, he was there pretty much every time I showered, stroking his hot cock, rubbing his abs while staring at me getting off. I always positioned myself in the shower so that my biohazard tattoo on my hip was clearly visible from his vantage point. I wonder if he’s put two and two together. He always blew what looked like a great load before sneaking back to his room after I’d climaxed and given him what he wanted to see. His 18th birthday is fast approaching and it’s something I’ve been looking forward to for a very long time.

I'm a bi vers. Love fucking dudes and chicks and getting fucked by dudes. I'm terrified of HIV because I live a hetero life fucking multiple chicks all the time and I just can't get infected. However a buddy of mine had a good deal for me. He can't afford his prep meds and just wanted a break. I have no interest in formal prep with all the fucking labs and doctor visits. He said he would sell me three months worth so I could try the load lifestyle safely. So one month gearing up, one month taking and giving as many loads as possible, then one month post loads. Then back to 99% chick fucking. So I'm two days into my load adventure. Yesterday at the glory holes I swallowed two loads, got fucked twice and took one load through the hole. That was my 7th raw cum load deep in my ass in my life. I can't feel the shot in my guts but I absolutely love the feeling of fingering the cum in and out of my hole afterwards. I then drove over to the closest club. I love to strip immediately and roam around naked. I actually wanted to lift some weights so went to the bench press area in this "gym" and did my thing. One guy came in and was eyeing me hard and grabbing his cock. I was in bench press position with hands on the bar. I then put my feet onto the bar so that I was totally spread and showing off my hungry wet hole. He immediately came over, sat on the bench fingered my cum slick hole, and slid right in. He fucked me hard like this and it was so hot! I could tell he was sensitive and trying not to cum. But I wanted it in me and not wasted in another hole. He stopped fucking to cool off with his cock deep in my hole. Without thinking my pig came out and I took over fucking his cock with my hole. I maneuvered myself on my legs and backed him up against the wall. I kept grinding and bucking and arching my back and sure enough I tipped him over the edge. He slammed me hard for several thrusts and unloaded a massive load deep inside my hungry now gaping cunt. God damn it was fucking hot. I was running late for other shit to do that day and walked around for a hole to unload in. Only two other guys were there so I found the one in best shape. We were talking and he kept grabbing my hole to feel the leaking cum. He seemed more a top but I just needed to unload. I told him to bend over so I could see his hole. He did what I said so I spat on his hole and pumped him full of cum in just about thirty seconds. I just couldn't hold out any longer. I got dressed and went back home. I could barely concentrate on the road between fingering my hole and fantasizing what's next. Ahh the bareback pig life! For now.

i'm a fit white hung married jock in Houston. I have a big black cock addiction for a while. I'm pretty careful who I meet up with. This weekend I met up with a guy with a nice big 9 inch cock and he told me he would use a rubber. i sucked him and got him nice and hard. He bent me over and I put lube on. He took a condom out and was pushing the head of his cock without the rubber on my hole. He put the condom on and slowly started pushing inside of me. Once he was in he asked me if i really wanted it bare. i lied and said no, i wanted a rubber but it's like he saw through it. He choked me, and slapped me and asked again. I said no. he took his cock out pulled the rubber off and shoved it back while he choked me. he pumped a few times and filled my ass up. He kicked me off the bed and told me to get out.

I always leave a bruise on your throat cunt.remember when I choked you unconscious then woke you up with a punch in the face that gave you a black eye? thats only a sample of what I wanna do to you slut.

Part 84 - Open Up Joe and the guys headed up to Boystown that evening drinking, dancing and groping their way through a few bars and clubs. They lost Patrick, Micah and Evan after the first bar. Raphi and Ken had decided to see who could suck the most cocks that night and were able to both score loads at every place they stopped at. Ken broke the tie in an alley with a college jock who kept calling him “faggot” the entire time. With a belly full of jock seed, Ken stood up and said “I’m not sure who the bigger fag is, me for sucking you off or you for liking guys give you head” before he walked away. They headed back to the hotel, following a long parade of other guys and finally stumbled into their rooms after 3:30am. Joe looked at his phone and saw a message from Patrick - “meet 4 brkfst in lobby at 10.” Joe, Kyle, Chad and Jaime all squeezed into the king sized bed and were asleep in minutes. Raphi and Ken went for another round in their room, each dumping what cum they could into the other before passing out. The alarm went off in Joe and Kyle’s room and the two groggily went into the shower. After dressing, they left Jaime and Chad snoring in the bed and went down to the lobby. Slowly the group formed up, some looking more rested than others. They headed out for breakfast and part way through, the conversation turned to Skyler and Trevor. “You guys act like some old straight couple” Joe said. “What? Because we don’t fuck around with any cock we find? We have all the sex we need and never have to worry about what STD the other picked up” Trevor replied. “You’re really young to be trapped in a monogamous relationship. Trust me, I know. All it took was one crazy project at work and my ex was out looking for dick and ass since I wasn’t there to fuck him every day” Patrick said. “You need to trust your partner to not get emotionally attached to his hookups. It’s just sex with the other people. Hell, sometimes you find out some new stuff to do from the good ones” Joe said. Kyle nodded before saying “I think it’s hot when I see Joe with another guy. And if we’re both in the mood to top, then either we flip or find a bottom.” “You really don’t think he’s gonna find someone that fucks better than you?” Trevor asked. “He probably has. But our relationship is more than sex. We’ve gone through a lot and supported each other when things got bad and enjoyed the good times. Sex is only part of our relationship” Joe replied and Kyle added “A big part, but only part.” The discussion went on for a while until everyone was finished with their food and drinks and it was time to head back to the hotel. “There’s a party a friend of mine is holding at his house up on the north side of the city tomorrow afternoon. Everyone is welcome to go, but it is a sex party and no voyeurs are allowed” Patrick said. “Sounds like fun but we have to head back first thing tomorrow morning. I have a cli…. project I have to work on” Joe said, almost telling everyone about his side-job. “That’s too bad. I think you would fit right in with that crowd and I know there was at least one person that was interested in meeting you” Patrick replied, winking at Joe. As the guys walked to the elevators, Trevor and Skyler were talking between themselves intensely. When the elevator arrived, Trevor tapped Joe on the shoulder and said “Can you come to our room. We’d like to talk to you guys a bit.” Joe and Kyle followed Trevor and Skyler to their room. Once inside Trevor now seemed nervous. The confident, almost cocky attitude was gone and he was almost trembling. “Yyyyou guys really don’t have a problem letting your boyfriend fuck with other guys?” he asked. “Hell no. Its hot knowing other guys want to fuck with him. It’s not like he’s going out on a date with the guy, it’s just sex. Suck, fuck, do whatever to get their rocks off and then go home” Joe said. “How long have you been together?” Trever asked, a little more at ease. “Just over three years” Kyle replied. “And you’ve been fucking other people the whole time?” Skyler asked, finally breaking his silence. Joe and Kyle laughed. “Well… Kinda. At first we were just fuck buddies. Then we started hanging out and it became ‘friends with benefits’. We were fucking each other a lot more and less with other guys until we decided that we were dating, hehe. We tried doing the monogamous thing until that first three way…” Kyle said. Joe laughed and added “Yeah, that lasted a few weeks and that guy was awesome. Then there was that stupid project you had where you were living in the lab for a couple weeks and I had to sneak into the bathroom on campus to even get a blow job from you.” “Yeah, then you were gone on those wrestling competitions grabbing at sweaty guys all the time while I got nothing” Kyle responded. “I was a good boy. I wrestled and never fucked. ‘Course I was still in the closet then as far as the team was concerned. That’s when we decided that we were too horny to try and satisfy each other with our crazy schedules. I told Kyle he should go hookup with someone if he needed to fuck. We found out that even when we fucked other guys, we still wanted to be together and to fuck each other. That’s when we moved in together. The rest is history” Joe said. “But I just don’t think I’d like it if I knew he was getting fucked by someone else. And what happens if he falls for the other guy?” Trevor said with a concerned tone in his voice. “Is he your slave? That’s the only way you can really keep him to yourself. Otherwise, don’t you think he’s going to look at or want other guys? Do you satisfy EVERY one of his desires?” Kyle asked. Skyler rolled his eyes but stayed silent. “How about you? Does he do everything you want? Unless you guys are the perfect gay couple where one is a total top AND the other a total bottom AND your sex drive is identical AND your kinks perfectly match AND neither wants to try something new you’ll be ok, but that seems unlikely” Joe added. “Well...” Trevor started to say before Skyler cut him off. “He wants me to fuck him sometimes and I’m just not into that” Skyler blurted out. “You ready to never feel another dick in your ass, Trevor?” Joe asked. “Uhhh, I’ve been using a dildo when he’s not around” was Trevor’s solemn response. “Some people think that’s cheating too. At least you could have Skyler use the dildo on you…” Kyle said with a smirk on his face. “How about this? I fuck Skyler right now while you watch and Joe fucks you. You get some dick while you watch someone who just wants to fuck, nail your boyfriend” Kyle asked. A big smile came over Skyler’s face. Trevor stood there as he tried to find an argument against what Kyle had said. If he had been sober instead of having an alcohol and THC clouded mind, he could have come up with a dozen good ones but right now his dick and ass were more in control. “Uh… I guess that would be ok. But if you try to steal my boyfriend, I’m gonna fuck you up good” Trevor said. “It’s just gonna be a quick fuck, we gotta get back to our friends that are crashed in our room” Kyle said. Before he knew it, Skyler was naked and bending over at the head of the bed. He grabbed a couple pillows and stuffed them under his chest and turned his head saying “Lube is in the drawer next to the bed.” Joe led Trevor to the opposite corner of the bed and reached around, unbuckling his belt and then unbuttoning his jeans. Trevor unzipped and then pushed his jeans down to his knees. Joe kneeled behind Trevor and pulled his ass apart. Knowing that Trevor had no idea he would be bottoming, Joe hoped that his ass was reasonably clean. The first few licks contained nothing other than sweat so Joe dug his tongue in deeper. Kyle unbuttoned his pants and grabbed the lube. He pushed his jeans down past his knees and then knelt behind Skyler. Sticking his tongue in he tasted the familiar taste of fresh cum. Skyler and Trevor had gone to the bathroom together during breakfast and apparently it wasn’t just to piss. He licked and tongue fucked knowing that he really wasn’t going to need much lube. He stood up and rubbed his cock around Skyler’s hole. “Hey, you gonna use a condom?” Trevor yelled out while Joe was sliding a finger into his anxious hole. “Uh, I never use em but if you want…” Kyle said disappointed. “I don’t have any. We always fuck raw. You got any?” Trevor said. “Nope, as I said, we never use them either. Oh well…” Kyle said, setting the lube on the table and pulling up his jeans. “No, no, it’s good. just pull out to cum, OK?” begged Skyler. “Oh fuck… Uh… yeah, don’t cum inside him… I mean us” Trevor said, flustered. Joe pushed his spit covered finger into Trevor’s hole. “I’ll try, but you know what it’s like” Kyle said, pushing his jeans back down. His cock was even harder than before as he traced around Skyler’s pucker with his PA. Skyler felt the steel on his hole and gasped before rocking his ass back. Kyle could tell that Skyler was eager to finally feel a different cock inside of him after over a year of only being used by Trevor. Aided by the cum, spit and lube, Kyle easily entered Skyler’s hole. He paused with the piercing and the head just past Skyler’s ring waiting for a response from Trevor seeing his boyfriend being penetrated raw by a relative stranger. The whimper that came from Trevor surprised Joe and Kyle. Was it really that traumatic to see someone else use Skyler or was it the fact that he finally had some flesh inside of his ass instead of silicone? Joe pulled his finger out and Trevor stopped. Joe stood up and bent Trevor over, making sure that he kept eye contact with his boyfriend. Skyler was definitely looking back at him as Joe rubbed his cock along Trevor’s ass crack. Trevor moaned and reached back to pull his ass apart. Joe chuckled as he realized how desperate Trevor was to feel a real cock inside him again. Kyle started to rock his hips, pushing deeper and deeper inside Skyler’s warm, slick chute. Skyler was moaning and would turn his head to look back at Kyle, a wide grin on his face. It didn’t take long and his body was bouncing off Skyler’s bubble butt and then ramming back in. Skyler kept encouraging him to fuck harder and Kyle didn’t want to disappoint. He had no idea how Trevor fucked him, but he was going to give Skyler as rough a fuck as he could take. Kyle reached over Skyler’s back and grabbed his shoulders with both hands, pulling himself harder and deeper into the blond’s hole. Joe whispered into Trevor’s ear “You like watching my boyfriend fuck yours?” “Yeah, pound my boy” Trevor grunted as Joe tried to plow his cock into Trevor’s tight chute. He could feel Trevor try and clench his hole, but he didn’t say anything. He grabbed Trevor’s hips and forced his way just inside before pulling back out, adding a little spit to his already flowing precum. With a puddle of charged precum and spit sitting in Trevor’s pucker, he pushed in again and this time found his hole more accommodating. Trevor groaned as Joe opened up his hole with a few firm thrusts. Joe wanted to make sure that Trevor kept watching Skyler get fucked and get used to the idea so he didn’t fuck Trevor as hard as he normally would. Kyle drilled Skyler’s hole and a ring of froth was forming around the base of his cock from Trevor’s load. The longer he fucked the more he wanted to add another load into Skyler. He was wondering if he could silently breed him, but he was usually pretty vocal when he shot and wasn’t sure that he could keep quiet. Kyle slowed his pace down but Skyler quickly started to slam back onto Kyle’s cock. Kyle rammed back in, grinding his hips against Skyler’s butt. His balls began to boil and Kyle knew he was getting really close. He was now ramming Skyler hard and then slowly pulling back, grunting each time. Joe had settled on a mid-paced fuck. Soft enough to not distract Trevor from watching Skyler and Kyle but hard enough that Trevor felt properly fucked. He looked at Kyle and knew he was getting close and wondered if he would be able to pull out before shooting his spunk. He couldn’t remember the last time that Kyle hadn’t dumped his load inside the guy he was fucking. He started to fuck faster and knew with the grip that Trevor had on his cock, he was going to have the same issue. “Fuck this is so hot” Trevor said feeling Joe’s raw shaft drive in and out of his hole and watching his boyfriend get pounded at the same time. Trevor had been stroking his own cock in time with Joe’s thrusts. He could sense Joe getting close and knew that Kyle was probably there too, based on his motion and grunts. “Oh god, yeah… fuck that hole” he said, no one knowing who it was directed to. “Fuck… that feels so good, man” he yelled out as his breathing got ragged. Joe felt Trevor’s hole clench his cock as Trevor’s orgasm started to build. He shoved in hard and enjoyed a couple squeezes before pulling back and shoving back in again. “Fuck! I’m almost there” Kyle yelled out as he hammered Skyler’s hole. Several groans came from Trevor and Kyle could see Trevor’s eyes glued on him. Just before Kyle was going to pull out Trevor screamed out “Breed his ass!” The words triggered Kyle’s orgasm immediately and he buried his cock in deep and let the cum fly. “FUCK!” yelled Kyle as his body flexed and his cock pulsed, shooting a thick creamy load of poz seed into Skyler’s sloppy hole. Skyler let out a loud moan as he felt the cum shoot inside him. Hearing Trevor remove the ‘pull out to cum’ restriction got Joe drilling Trevor faster. He was close and knew it would only be a few more strokes before he would be shooting a toxic load into Trevor. It ended up being only one thrust before Trevor shot his cum all over the bed and the spasms from Trevor’s hole milked the cum out of Joe’s balls. “AAAAHHHH” screamed Joe as his cum pumped and coated every crevice inside Trevor’s chute. The four of them stood there, gasping for air as the spurts slowed and the bodies stopped shaking. Joe pulled out first and slapped Trevor’s ass. “That was a hot fuck” he said before walking into the bathroom and getting a towel. Kyle stood up and coated a finger with the cum mixture dripping out of Skyler’s hole. He leaned forward again and fed it to Skyler who eagerly sucked his finger clean. Trevor had collapsed on the bed and felt his hole throb. Joe threw a towel at Kyle who wiped up his cock and pulled up his jeans, wondering if either Skyler or Trevor had seen the tattoo. Joe had cleaned his cock off and was buttoning his jeans as he said “I hope both of you enjoyed that. I fuckin’ did. We should leave you guys alone to figure out what you guys want - monogamous or open. I think I know the answer, though.” Joe and Kyle let the door close behind them and walked down the hall to their room just in time to see Jaime shoot another load of cum into Chad.

A buddy hit me up yesterday and wanted to use my hole. He’s 6’3” 260 9 thick. I cleaned myself up and went over to his place. He's an amazing kisser, so we frenched for some time, and went on to work over each other’s pits, as well as sucking each other. After this foreplay he flipped me over, prepared my ass with spit and lube, and slid into my tight hole. I hit the poppers. He fucked me hard, used my hole., flipped me over and put my legs on his shoulders and slid back in, asking if I wanted his load. Naturally I begged for it. He punched my legs back and got in me deep and bred me hard, his cock remaining lodged in my ass as we kissed. Eventually he got soft and slid out of my hole, so we lay there, making out. Once again I buried my face in his pit, and enjoyed it when he started fingering my ass. Then we moved to 69ing each other where he gagged me with his cock. I moved to eat his hairy ass, enjoying his hole for several minutes until he stood-up, stepped behind me, and again slid into my ass, quickly busting a second load in my ass as I shot my load all over my chest and face.

It’s like winning a lottery ticket! Being the only bottom in the room.

Similar experience. 15 by a football coach. Fell in love with him. As we continued he would share me with certain family members and friends of his.

Just finished with a regular fb. He fucks me so good and tonight was no exception. We hadn't seen each other in 3 weeks and we were both damn horny. He came in me about 25 minutes after we started fucking. So good. Then we cuddled for about 20 minutes and he lined up his hard dick with my hole a 2nd time and fucked me about 10 minutes and blasted his 2nd load into my ass. That never happens to me. Was so nice to get that 2nd load. My hole was sore after the 1st load. Heaven to get a 2nd one so soon after the 1st. Hope that becomes a habit going forward. I need more practice ? taking multiple loads.

@Oldercumslut - Why fear? Go in there like you own the place. Confidence is sexy, even if you have to pretend you’re confident. And you might end up convincing yourself. Plus: “Blackout” = nobody’s going to be too damn picky. If a hand touches your ass, guide it straight to your hole. If your hand finds a cock, go to work on it like it’s the last cock in existence. Make him forget all those other fuckers. I am an anti-Adonis - I’ve never been one of the “pretty” ones, and I’m about as “hott” as a fire hydrant. I know what league I’m in and what league I’m light-years out of… and I don’t care, because there’s nothing I can do about it. Instead, I strip myself buck naked aside from a cock ring and a smile, throw myself into the herd, and take what comes. Usually, something comes, in the form of a cock. Or two. Or twelve. You never know unless you try, but the first step is to take that fear and just say, “Fuck it, I’m goin’ in.” If you’re the kind of guy who also says, “Hold my beer,” you can do that, too. Not my thing, but it seems to work for some people.

Haven’t been updating here regularly but today I managed to get 4 loads from 2 couples I know, I had a nice long session for a couple of hours during lunch, they were waiting for me so I immediately stripped and started blowing them and in 10 minutes I felt the first cock probing my hole (already had my bf load from the morning as lube) this began a little fuck fest and my pussy and throat were constantly occupied by cocks ? i love being used like that by our friends and I got back home with a pussy full of cum for my bf to munch on ? happy slut here

My assumption when I am fucking a bottom is they want my cum. You can role play if you like but the result tends not to differ, my cum deep in their arse. It’s even better if you are the 2nd or 3rd load as it makes things nice and sloppy ??. I have had a few guys who do the ‘don’t cum in me’ routine, frankly I cum in them anyway - never had any complaints.

EEK! Just got a notice that the film I shot over Mr Chicago Leather weekend will be dropping on the AlternaDudes website this weekend. Leatherpunk has returned to the world of gay porn. Do watch this space for a link to the video and trailer. (If that's not permitted, I want one of the mods here to say so.)

I’m at a hotel near LAX getting ready to fly out to Atlantis Tahiti this PM. I bred a muscle otter staying at a nearby hotel. Despite being load #8, he was struggling to take my cock. I bred him deep and wished him safe travels

Part 23 - Falling Head First Ben ran in to the washroom just off the hallway and locked the door pulling his pants down abruptly and in doing so it moved the tightness of his underwear allowing a trickle of his cum to slide down his leg. Quickly he grabbed some tissue and began to clean up the huge mess that laid in his underwear, he was flustered and still coming down from his orgasm breathing hard and making more of a mess as he tried to clean it up. Mark knocked on the door "Ben are you okay?". Ben leant back against the wall "I'm sorry please leave me alone" he stumbled trying to find the words. "Ben come on open the door please, I know what happened don't be embarrassed" Mark rested his head against the door. Ben wiped his forehead with his arm as he reached towards the lock "Okay". Mark slipped inside "It is nothing to be ashamed about Ben" he said locking the door. Ben turned to face away "We shouldn't have kissed" he said grabbing more tissue. Mark chuckled "No your wrong Ben, maybe this was meant to be and fate has brought us together". Ben stopped what he was doing and looked curiously at him "You really think that?". "Hell knows Ben, I just took one look at you and knew" Mark watched Ben intently. Ben disposed of the soiled tissue and reached for more "Sorry I don't know what came over me". Mark stroked Ben's head and hair "I think you liked it or me, maybe even both". Ben looked down wiping his leg "What did you do to me?" he asked looking up at Mark with a fleeting smile. Mark leant down and kissed his forehead "You made a hell of a mess" he said laughing. Ben stood up red faced and washed his hands "I can't put these back on they are wet" he held his underwear up. "So, go commando" Mark offered in suggestion. Ben put the underwear on the sink and did his trousers up "Feels weird, what are you doing?". Mark put Ben's underwear in his pocket "A reminder of this evening, if you want them back you will have to see me again". "What do you mean by that?" Ben asked looking slightly shocked. "Are you that naïve Ben that you can't see what is going on here?" Mark asked seeking if he felt the same. Ben stopped what he was doing and looked at him "What do you want from me?". Mark smiled "I want to take you out on a date" he said holding Ben's hand. Ben looked at his hand in Mark's "A date, you mean you like me?" he blushed. Mark leaned in and kissed Ben on the mouth "Ben can you not tell that I do?". Ban just stared at him "This is all happening very quick" he shook his head unable to make any sense of it. Ethan excused himself and headed towards the kitchen to find Adam and Tony talking with Angelo's sister Maria. He asked if they had seen Ben but they all shook their head saying no. Ethan walked across to the hallway and stood there, he picked up some muffled voices coming from the washroom and listened carefully at the door. He smiled recognising Mark and Ben talking and from the sound of it more than just a normal conversation, quickly he went back to the lounge and grabbed Angelo to tell him what he thought he was hearing. Angelo laughed and put his arm around Ethan telling him to leave them alone for the moment. Ben unlocked the bathroom door and looked at Mark "I just need time to figure this all out". Mark nodded "I meant what I said" he gave him a quick kiss as they left. Angelo spotted Mark and Ben coming back in to the lounge and shook his head, he could clearly see Ben was no longer wearing any underwear and he looked a little flushed. He noticed how Ben and Mark stood close to each other whilst chatting but it was unmistakable the glances Mark was giving Ben. He turned back to a couple of his friends inwardly he was smiling hoping that Mark had found a guy he really did like instead of the disastrous trail of girls he had dated. Mark put his arm on Ben's shoulder "You know I've never been intimate with another man" he said. "How come?" Ben replied and looked at him unperturbed by the hand on his shoulder. "No one has ever turned my head like you have" Mark moved his arm so it was now around him. Ben smiled and leaned his head against Mark's neck "Maybe we could meet up but I am not promising anything". Mark kissed his head and smiled "Just let yourself get to know me". Ben excused himself spotting Ethan and walked over to him "I should call my mother get her to pick me up" he said. "Why?" Ethan responded "You can stay here if you want there are spare bedrooms" he said as Angelo joined him. Angelo nodded "Ben please you are welcome to stay over and it is Sunday tomorrow so no college". Ben shook his head slightly "I don't know" he said looking uncomfortable. "Your staying Ben and that's final" Ethan said with an authoritive voice and took Ben off to the kitchen for food. Mark walked up to Angelo "What's the matter with Ethan's friend?" he asked trying to pretend nothing happened. Angelo laughed "Cut the pretence out Mark, do you like him?". "Yes but he is very weary of me. Actually I like him a lot" Mark said looking towards the kitchen. Angelo put his arm around Mark "He has just come out so tread carefully. So is this you officially going gay now?". Mark laughed "I think we both knew it was just a matter of time, place and the right person". "You know Ben is not wearing any underwear now it was quite obvious" Angelo gave Mark a you know what I mean look. Mark chuckled and patted his pocket "I have it, told him he would have to see me if he wants it back". Angelo laughed shaking his head "Stay over tonight, Ben, Adam and Tony are staying". "Thanks Elo, I will do" Mark replied hugging him. Angelo kissed him on the cheek "Stop calling me Elo in public!" he patted Mark's ass. Mark slipped away from Angelo then turned and mouthed 'Elo' causing Angelo to smile shaking his head. Through all the years he had known Mark there was only one time he confessed to actually liking men. Angelo had often spoke to Mark about it but he was adamant if he felt the right thing with a man he would happily date one, but they were either to butch, to camp or not pretty enough. Mark was very much more akin to a neutral balance in a guy, one that would have you question them but never really know. But one thing happened for sure this evening that the right balance had appeared on a plate in the form of Ben. Ben hung up his phone and told Ethan he mother was happy about him staying over, Ethan and Ben grabbed a plate and filled it with nibbles. Ben sat down at the counter with Ethan "I guess you know what happened earlier?" he said looking towards Ethan. Ethan stopped and looked up "I heard you both in the washroom but other than that nothing". "He, well he kissed me" Ben said looking down at his plate. Ethan pushed Ben's glass of wine towards him "Was that all that happened?". Ben blushed still embarrassed about his situation "He kissed me again and you know I... ejaculated" he said quietly. "Oh right, I did the first few times with Angelo, still do actually" Ethan said staring in the distance mulling it over. "Without you touching yourself?" Ben asked in an interested manner. Ethan smiled "Yes plus he is amazing in bed. You know I have never masturbated but cum every time we have sex". Ben looked down at his plate "I don't know if I can do this Ethan it still scares me". Ethan looked at Ben "I guess we are not talking about ejaculating, Ben let yourself go if you like him". "Easy for you to say with Angelo by your side I guess" Ben said wringing his hands under the counter. Ethan smiled at Ben "Take things slowly with Mark there is no rush, get to know him after all he is dam hot". Ben looked at him and smiled for the first time "He is pretty sexy". Ethan nodded "I know and he is a great guy". "Who is a great guy?" Adam asked as he sauntered in to the kitchen for food. Adam was sensing something going on as he kissed Ethan on the mouth, Ben looked on shocked and Adam laughed and walked round to where Ben sat asking if he felt left out but didn't wait for Ben to answer before he smacked Ben with a kiss. For the second time that night Ben found himself in the clutches of another man kissing him, Adam kissed him several more times before letting Ben go, he grabbed some food and sat down next to Ethan as if nothing had happened. Tony, Angelo and Mark were sat on the sofa in the lounge chatting alone since the other guests had now departed. They left Ethan, Ben and Adam to eat as none of them had eaten during the party and were hungry. "Do you always do that?" Ben asked still looking a little shocked and flustered. Adam looked at Ben and Ethan and laughed "What kiss?, yes". Ben looked on confused and Ethan explained "We kiss but no sex, it is how our friendship as a group evolved". "What about your boyfriends?" Ben asked wanting to hear more. Adam laughed "We are very comfortable and close in our friendship, kissing Angelo is divine though". Ben's eyes were open wide "I think I would combust if he kissed me. Must be nice having that sort of bond". Ethan smiled "You and I have that deep down Ben, I am sure we will kiss at some point" he winked at Ben. Ben looked at him with greedy eyes "Now?". Ethan smiled and stood up and went around to Ben "Are you sure?" he asked. Angelo walked in and sat next to Adam "Awe how sweet" he said as Ben's face went red again. Ethan leaned in and touched his lips to Ben's and kissed him softly at first, gradually he increased the pressure until Ben's mouth parted and Ethan slipped his tongue in and kissed Ben full on. Angelo put his arm around Adam smiling and saying how hot the two of them look. Ethan finished his kiss and looked at Ben who still had his eyes closed and mouth open. Ben had never realised how turned on and hot it would be kissing Ethan, it was as though all his childhood dreams just came true in one fleeting moment. Adam smiled "I think you should kiss him as well Angelo" nodding in Ben's direction. Angelo looked at Ben and stood to walk round to where he sat "Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable. But Ben just watched the tall muscular figure of Angelo looming towards him, his heart skipped feeling the strong hands holding his face as Angelo tenderly kissed Ben lightly then, he felt the tongue flickering in and out of his mouth until his tongue touched Angelo's and they kissed deeply. When he finished he sat down beside Ben who now had a big smile on his face. Ethan laughed watching Ben "Do you feel better now Ben?" Ben nodded "Wow, you were all good but not as good as my first kiss". "Well that's good to know" Mark said as he and Tony stood at the door to the kitchen laughing. Tony sat down next to Ethan and Mark wondered over to Ben's other side taking the seat talking to the others across the table. Ben's arms tingled as he felt Mark's hand moving towards his own where he held it firmly. Ben turned and looked at Mark who continued chatting to Ethan across the counter and just holding his hand in a casual but meaningful manner. The more Ben looked at him the more he was growing to like Mark and enjoyed his touch and being next to him. He gently squeezed Mark's hand in an attempt to show he was okay with him holding his hand, Mark glanced smiling at him and moved in to give Ben a quick kiss and rubbed their foreheads together briefly before Mark carried on his conversation with Ethan. It was gone 11pm when they finally decided to hit the sack, each went their separate ways to their bedrooms and Mark stopped and looked across towards Ben who was disappearing inside and closing the door firmly behind him. He heaved a sigh of relief not expecting Mark to be staying over and avoiding an embarrassing situation. He undressed and took a shower, drying himself off he realised he had no underwear to put on, that settles it looks like sleeping naked he thought to himself. Climbing into bed he pulled the duvet up and rested his head on the pillow turning off the bedside light. Outside the moon was shining brightly providing a night light in the strange bedroom as he tried to fall asleep, Ben's mind was racing going over everything that had happened earlier. He laid with a smile on his face thinking of Mark and realising that he really did fancy him. Secretly he hoped that Mark would come to his room but he was not expecting that to happen. Mark sat on the bed in his underwear looking at his phone and the sneaky picture he took of Ben when he wasn't watching, in his other hand was Ben's underwear. Happy that at least the age gap was minor but more importantly he felt that Ben liked him as well but was holding back. He laid back and listened intently at the quietness prevailing throughout the house as he closed his eyes, sleep would not come and he leaned over to look at his phone seeing it was nearly midnight. Mark got out of bed standing there for a moment looking at the door, quietly he opened it and proceeded down the hallway to the Ben's door. Should he knock he wondered, no, doing that might wake everyone else up, gently he turned the knob and pushed the door which silently opened. He nearly burst out laughing remembering how Angelo would go around in the office oiling the doors as he hated them squeaking. Just as quietly he closed the door turning the knob so it wouldn't bang against the lock until the door was recessed back in it's frame. "I wondered if you would come" Ben was starring at Mark framed by the silvery glow from the moon. Mark walked across the room "Really, are you happy that I did?" he stopped at the foot of the bed. "Yes" Ben replied sitting up. Mark climbed on to the bed and sat beside him "I can't sleep, your in my head". Ben turned to look at Mark "Same here, but please don't take this the wrong way" he said. "What do you mean?" Mark asked laying back. Ben laid back next to him "Like it's not me saying sex, I'm just glad you came". Mark turned to face Ben as his hand stroked around Ben's neck and chest "Can we sleep together tonight?". Ben smiled and stoked Mark's chest "I would like that, you can kiss me as well if you want". Mark giggled "Of course I am going to kiss you. I bet you have nothing on underneath here" he lifted the duvet. Ben clamped his arms down across the duvet laughing quietly "Yes I'm naked". Mark smiled and began taking his underwear off in front of Ben, he felt slightly awkward and clasped his hands behind his head laying back and staring up at the ceiling. He felt the duvet move and the immediate warmth of Mark's body as he slipped in beside him, Mark glanced and copied Ben by placing his hands behind his head. "What are you thinking?" Mark asked Ben fixing his gaze on the ceiling. Ben looked over at him "How strange this is being in bed with you" he said coyly. "You can touch me if you like" Mark said looking over at him. Ben smiled "No your alright". Mark tapped his elbow against Ben's "Was that you brushing me off?". Ben tapped Mark's elbow back "No" he replied turning his head to face Mark who was looking at him. "Good" Mark smiled and turned his head back to stare at the ceiling "How old are you Ben?". Ben smiled "Just turned 19, what about you?". "Me, I'm 22 nearly 23, couple of years younger than Angelo and couple more older than you" Mark replied. Ben unclasped his hand and ran it across Mark's chest "What else should I know about you?" Mark glanced at Ben with a serious look on his face "I must be honest with you, I am hiv positive". "Oh" Ben startled by this revelation stared up at the ceiling remaining quiet. Ben waited a moment "Never a good sign, you hate me know don't you?" he sat up in bed and looked at Ben. "I know a bit about it, but no, I don't hate you" Ben stroked Mark's back "Are you being treated?". Mark shook his head "Not yet. And before you ask I got it during a threesome with a man and woman who were poz". "I'm sorry Mark" Ben spoke with a tinge of sadness in his voice. Mark sighed "I never knew or suspected they were poz, it was stupid drunken behaviour". Ben strangely did not feel any different towards Mark and had read about people living with hiv and how for many of them it freed them up to enjoy more sensual and intimate sex with other men. He also knew about bug chasing which he personally thought was a stupid crude thing for people to do, but he also read about how much more apart of someone you become. He didn't feel scared or concerned, if anything he kind of made him like him more for being so honest, he watched as Mark laid back down. "Do you want me to leave, I will understand you know?" Mark spoke softly. Ben turned to lay on his stomach looking at Mark "I want to kiss you?". "Why?" Mark replied with an even bigger smile on his face. Ben leaned closed to within inches of Mark's face "Because I want to". He felt Mark's arm caress his own arm before slipping round to his back where Mark began stroking it in slow purposeful strokes, Ben made a very erotic sound from the stroking like he was orgasming and causing his body to move closer to Mark's. Ben took the lead for the first time in his life and touched his lips to Mark, they parted seamlessly as if willing him on. His tongue slipped in to Mark's mouth and instantly Ben's cock sprouted up from a semi dormant state to full erection. They kissed and danced with their tongues for several minutes until Mark pulled Ben forward until he was virtually laying on top and Mark rolled on to his side facing him. Their arms around each others bodies caressing and feeling as they slowly explored each other. Ben broke the kiss "Wow" was all he said as he cuddled up to Mark. "Indeed" Mark whispered "I am pretty tired, mind if we sleep?". Ben shook his head "Not at all, I've had enough excitement today" rolling on to his back in reply. "Turn on your other side so I can cuddle up to you" Ben whispered again kissing Ben's chest and nipple. Ben turned and felt Mark cuddling up behind him, his left arm slipping under him and his right arm holding him from the other side. He also felt Mark's cock resting in between his ass cheeks, Ben moved his hand to hold onto Mark's arm, Mark could sense the slight trembling of nerves in Ben's arm. "Don't be no nervous Ben, we are just sleeping together in the same bed" he whispered gently in Ben's ear. Ben felt Mark's breath on his neck as the arms hugged around his body tightly, at last Ben was beginning to feel at ease and smiled to himself. They were both awake for a good half an hour in silence before in almost unison they succumbed to their tiredness and slept holding each other.

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

This is a re-write of an earlier story a few months back as I felt I didn't do it justice. Hope you like this one. Part 1 - Legal & Ready That Saturday afternoon he sat naked with just the towel covering his modesty, the silence in the steam room was frequently interrupted by the vent of lightly scented steam being released, a few seconds later it shrouded his young body in a mythical mist as droplets of sweat ran from his neck and across his chest. Ethan placed the palm of his hands on his smooth chest and rubbed it in, he guessed that was what you was suppose to do after all it was his first time in a bathhouse. Deep within the mist shuffling could be heard which signalled that he was not alone, but the dense mist made it impossible to make anything out, he rested his head back and closed his eyes savouring the light floral scent in the steam, his thoughts on what to do if someone made a move on him. He had never had a sexual encounter with a man before and he desperately needed something to happen, but for now he relaxed and enjoyed the heat in the steam room. Ethan would be celebrating his 18th birthday on Saturday and as a present to himself decided that he would finally venture out of his conservative family surroundings and in to the gay world. He lived with his parents in Sterling Ridge part of Harrison in Westchester County. His father Jack was a successful business lawyer and his mother Ellie, well if they had a series called Housewives of Westchester then she would be the starring role. His sister was the apple in the eye and could do nothing wrong. Ethan though was ruled over like an iron fist, throughout his child hood his movements and actions were carefully planned maximising his education, his father had already decided that Ethan would be taking the legal route. To be fair he was actually pretty good at it, smart and passing all his exams with flying colours. Albeit he was a frustrated closeted teenager, he was only allowed to attend specific parties with other families who lived in Sterling Ridge, but as he hit 16 he had a little more freedom but still kept by the rules, he was able meet up with his small circle of college friends. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that Ethan was a catch and his mother was lining up local girls that he should become acquainted with, mostly to elevate the families social standing in the community. Ethan stood an average five feet eight inches, perfectly built with a natural muscle tone for his age, his blond hair and blue eyes gave an almost Hollywood appeal. The best part was that he looked much younger for his age and packed a nifty seven and half inches in his underwear. It had been a long week at college and finally Friday was here, he sat in the sunshine with his two closest friends Ben and Javier who were all planning their weekend activities and keen to find out what Ethan was doing to celebrate his birthday. He told them they would celebrate the following week as he had plans with his family already. Three older guys walked past and said hello, one of the guys Adam was in many of Ethan's classes and he only knew him to say hello to and nothing else. Ethan made eye contact with Adam who smiled and walked off quickly chatting to the two other lads. Adam turned to his friends commenting "I do wonder about Ethan and if he is sitting on the fence." Tony glanced back at Ethan and then to Adam "Dude I could so trash his ass" the three laughed. "Not until I have had him" Adam lightly punched Tony as they continued on their way. Tony ruffled Adam's hair remarking "I don't think he is even legal yet." The three laughed out loud and Adam glanced back at Ethan which didn't go unnoticed by him and his friends. Ben shook his head "What was that all about?" "My brother has told me some stories about those three" Javier replied. Ethan looked at Javier "What do you mean?" looking curiously at him. Javier laughed "Better watch your back Ethan don't bend over in the shower or you might get a surprise." Ben laughed loudly "Seriously, I heard the same thing" he said looking at Javier who nodded. "How come I never find out these things? Anyway Adam is on the baseball team he is to straight to be gay," Ethan replied. Javier laughed "It's not baseball balls he likes to play with." Ethan sat there and wondered if they knew, no how could they, was he giving off some invisible gaydar signal. He brushed it off thinking that there was no way Adam would know, but then he wouldn't mind if he did as Adam was one of his fantasy encounters. Classes over for the week Ethan said his farewells to Ben and Javier and walked the 20 minutes home, he wanted to get his assignments done as they were due Monday morning so he headed to the study to make a start. He was halfway through when his mother walked in. "Ethan have you decided what you want to do this weekend?" she sat opposite him. He looked up "If you don't mind I would like to go out with my college friends." putting his pencil down. She looked at him and smiled "Well if your sure, we are going to beach house at the Hamptons if you want to join us." Ethan smiled, he did love it there but he replied "I'd love to, Mom, but I have too many assignments I need to get finished." She stood up "Of course, dinner will be ready in an hour" she replied standing up and turning to leave the study. Ethan went to his room early and got his laptop out, he had already done some research on the web and found a bathhouse that was easy to reach from Harrison and just on the outskirts of the Bronx, best part was that it was reachable by train. Ethan would watch a lot of gay sex clips on pornhub, usually whilst enjoying a little masturbation at the same time, he would pay particular attention to the act of penetration and how they seemed to enjoy it. Ethan was lulled in to a false sense of understanding that taking a cock would glide seamlessly in, something he would later find out to be untrue in many ways. He was looking at the bathhouse website, the place looked pretty clean and welcoming and he now knew the route to the building from the train station off by heart and that it would only take 10 minutes to walk. His anticipation and excitement was growing, he would be far enough away from Harrison but still close enough for regular visits if it goes well. He hit the back button on his browser and scrolled down the search engine results and found a page that had reviews for the bathhouse so he clicked on the link to see what people said about the place. The first few reviews were pretty standard 'Great place to chill out, clean and friendly' and 'Busy place and notorious breeding ground', he thought for a moment before realising it must mean plenty of sex going on. He continued reading some other reviews until he hit a rather peculiar one 'Nailed by the Angel of Death, holy fuck was it good, tried for a second round but refused access to the cock', he read it again thinking it was a rather strange review but then read the next one 'Great mix of hot guys but way to many tops vying for bottoms to breed'. He sat there looking at the screen, hindsight would have been a great thing at the time but when sensibility, adrenaline and lust clash, sensibility had no chance of winning and so it was with Ethan as his cock was pointing up ready to hoist a flag on. Above all his naivety he had learnt a bit about men and the dangers of the gay community, more specifically around biohazard and scorpion tattoos and what they signified. Angelo closed the lid of his laptop and headed out of Manhattan back to Larchmont after the business meeting. At 25 he was a successful software designer who put himself through education and developed one of the most sought after business to business software products, so much so that he only licensed it to companies he liked in order to keep it relatively exclusive so the could leverage a premium on licensing. Companies paid top dollar for it making Angelo a little money so he had moved himself out of the Bronx to the exclusive Larchmont coastal suburb. An extremely attractive guy who stood six foot and of Puerto Rican descent, on the outside he was professional, pleasant and simply looked like sex on legs. Underneath he was powerfully built with amazing biceps and six pack you could grate carrots on, he worked out in his home gym every day. Both arms adorned with tattoo sleeves and across his back a fallen Angelo holding two biohazard signs. Angelo had been poz since he was 17, at first he bottomed for many Latino men in the Bronx but by 19 he was topping and breeding unsuspecting guys, he found he liked nothing more than sharing his gift. He kept a close eye on his viral load which was bordering just under 700k, for some strange reason his CD4 count had only lowered by 100 keeping him pretty healthy. His eight inch cock was quite thick and of ample proportion, his balls hung low enough to get a good slapping sound going when fucking hard and deep, plus they were built to deliver copious amounts of toxic seed, some guys referred to him as the 'Tap' due to the amount that would fire repeatedly from his cock. For him his life was almost complete but the one thing that alluded him was a lover, men just wanted him for his reputation and could not see past the outside to the real Angelo. As he walked in the front door his mobile phone rang, the company he just met with wanted to sign the contracts tomorrow and asked if he could make it in to town for 10am, of course he was going to as this would be his biggest customer yet and would make sure he was set up for life. He placed his mobile down on the dining room table and smiled thinking that as a celebration he would head to the Bronx bathhouse in the afternoon on the way back to see if there was any new ass to breed. Saturday morning was awash with bright sunshine and the early June temperatures were set to rise to 25c, Ethan seriously considered changing his mind and going to their house in the Hamptons for some beach time. As he wandered downstairs the rest of the family were all set to leave but they were waiting for Ethan so that they could give him his birthday cards and presents. He stood outside the house waving the family off as they drove along the tree lined driveway on to the main road, Ethan turned and walked back inside closing the door behind him. He smiled to himself thinking that not only am I 18 today but I am also officially gay. He quickly finished the last of his assignments and headed out for the short 20 minute walk to Harrison station, it was a hot walk so he was glad to be in the air-conditioned carriage of the train as it rattled out of Harrison towards NYC and the Bronx. The short 25 minute journey gave Ethan time to think over how he play this afternoon out, he had read one of the reviews which advised if you don't want sex then keep your towel over your cock. He also remembered to look out for biohazard and scorpion symbols which were to be avoided at all cost, believing he was well prepared for his adventure he sat back and enjoyed the train ride. Before long the sprawling Bronx suburb was passing the windows as the train began to slow down coming to the station. Angelo shook hands with the CIO of the company as the memorandum of understanding was signed, he had done his due diligence by making sure that the company supported the community in specific areas so was happy with his decision. Angelo was a very complex character, on his business side he would only work with companies who gave back to the community and they had diversity policy especially with LGBT and racial equality. As he parted the CIO informed Angelo that he would get all the legal documents in place in a few weeks to be officially signed with legal representatives from both sides. Angelo walked towards the metro his mind on sex, his sexual side may be notorious, but his personal level was never shown to anyone outside of his own family or close friends. Angelo slipped beneath the streets of Manhattan to the subway and boarded the train towards the Bronx, he sat down smiling to himself about the deal, he chuckled every time he thought about the money involved but also shook his head in disbelief, one thing for certain he was going to buy his family a new house and move them to Larchmont as he had promised many times to his mother and father. Ethan turned the corner of the block and stood outside the front door of the bathhouse, he got a little jittery and watched for several minutes as a hot guy walked past and went inside consumed by the dark window less door. He told himself now or never Ethan, gingerly he took a few steps forward and reached his arm out to open the door. The warm air hit his face as he stepped inside only to be faced by a second door with a camera over the top and a button to the left. He tried the door but it was shut solid, he pushed the button and heard the lock on the door click. It was a heavy door that required some effort to push it open, as he stepped inside he found himself to be in a small reception room with a clerk standing behind the counter his name badge showing him as Brad, he was in his late 20's, tattooed and buffed with a blond pony tail and dazzling green eyes. "What can I do for you bud?" Brad asked looking Ethan up and down. Ethan had no idea what to say "Urrmm, bathhouse." Brad laughed "I need to see two forms of ID buddy to make sure your old enough." Ethan fumbled around and handed over his student and drivers cards "Here, actually I turn 18 today." Brad took the ID and was silent for a moment "Are you sure you want to be here?" Ethan looked stunned "Oh, what do you mean?" he asked. "Do you think you can handle yourself with all the men down there?" Brad asked looking Ethan in the eye. Ethan nervously laughed "I don't know, but I can keep my towel around my waist." Brad laughed again "Okay, I hope you know what your doing, here you need to sign this disclaimer." Ethan looked down "What does it mean?" "It just waivers our responsibility for anything you may get down there" Brad replied handing the pen to Ethan who sighed "Lawyers," as he signed the release, returning it and the pen back to Brad, asking "Do I pay now?" Brad smiled "$20 bud, then I let you in." "Here you go," Ethan handed over the bill and the door to his left clicked open. "Come through" Brad told Ethan. Ethan pushed open another heavy door and found himself inside a bar lounge area that was warm and pretty cosy. In the corner drinking sat a group of five men who gave Ethan furtive glances and watched as Brad handed Ethan two towels and a locker key and escorted him to the changing room. Brad pointed out the steam, sauna and private rooms on the lower floor along with the showers. Brad patted Ethan on the ass and told him to enjoy himself before turning to resume his duty at the bar and reception. Ethan looked around at the empty locker room and very shyly got undressed and placed his possessions in the locker along with the spare towel, carefully he secured the other towel around his waist and walked back in to the lounge area and handed Brad his locker key. "You all set bud?" Brad asked checking out Ethan. Ethan noticing this blushed "Yes" he looked Brad in the eye who gave him a smile and a wink. Brad watched Ethan make his way to the steps leading to the lower floor, his gaze utterly fixed on Ethan's ass through the towel, only to be interrupted by the door buzzer going off. Brad turned and headed back to attend to the new visitor. Brad grinned at seeing Angelo standing there "Angelo nice to see you, how are you?" Brad enquired smiling at him. "Good man, just closed some business and thought I would stop off on the way home" Angelo replied. "Just had a cute 18 year old arrive Angelo, first time and I think a virgin" Brad winked at Angelo. Angelo smirked and handed over his $20 bill and Brad let him through, he still had the biggest crush on Angelo and usually fumbled around whenever he was in the bathhouse. Brad leaned over the counter top and his thoughts floating away at the thought of being fucked by Angelo in a sweaty long passionate love making scene with him. He snapped back to reality, like most he knew Angelo was a one time fuck only, he never really could understand why he was like that. Brad smiled to himself thinking he was probably to scared of commitment or getting hurt. Angelo returned and handed Brad his locker key as he began to fumble around seeing this nearly naked fine specimen of a body stood in front of him. Angelo winked and smiled at Brad as he headed off towards to the steam room.

About three years ago, my nephew confided to my husband and I that he thought he was gay. He was 15 at the time, not exactly the family genius, but decent looking. We gave him our best advice, him living in the deep South, that keeping quiet about it would work well, and maybe explore more in college. A bit about us, we are both very conservative acting, straight laced guys. He is a college professor and I am an attorney. Both of us in our early 40s and been together for damn near 15 years. Both of us have been off and on stacks of anabolics since we were in our early 30s and we are built like brick shithouses. That said, we love our pig sex and slamming from time to time. Both of us have seen guys go down the rabbit hole with Ms. Tina, and we want nothing to do with that. So it stays a rare thing for us. We gave him the best advice that we could based on our own life experiences, but sometimes my nephew can be an idiot and not do as advised. It took some time, but holy shit, that boy could fuck up an anvil with a god damn banana. When he turned 18, right after Thanksgiving to be precise, he got caught sexting with another dude. My brother, his Dad, was livid and demanded that Derek move out of his house. This boy adored his father, but his Dad rejected him completely. I have always been at a loss as to why, since he has no issue with me being gay at all. Maybe its that I am his older brother, or maybe that I am just plain bigger than he is to this day... Who knows? I had planned a trip home to see my aging parents at Christmas, as I always do. On Christmas Day, Jake and I (Cheyenne) piled into my truck and headed south. It took about 13 hours, but we arrived and crashed at my folks' place. It was the first time they had seen me in a year, so the usual celebrations ensued, and finally Jake and I had pounded some Jack Daniels and were off to bed. The next day, Derek pulled us aside, explained what he did, and what happened. We were both pissed, but not much that we could do about it. I agreed to talk to my brother. I knew that wasn't going anywhere, so finally we agreed that Derek could head back with us to Chicago, where we would enroll him in the local public high school so that he could at least finish school. He returned with us, and our houseboy Mark very quickly became friends with him. Now, with a six figure house hold income, neither of us had planned on raising a kid, but now damnit, we apparently had one. It became tighter than we had planned. The food bill for a teen, plus the hidden Copenhagen habit of mine really added up. Pretty soon, my husband was asking about receipts and what was happening to our money. "What the fuck is going on? We are spending way too much?" Jake screamed... " We have a hungry teen boy and a 20 something houseboy" I replied... Then one Friday night we planned a slam session. I was tottally cleaned out as usual, but Dereck required some training. It finally worked out and he got it all taken care of. He was clearly quite nervous. Downstairs to the basement we went. He crawled up in our sling without command, as if he knew what awaited him. It was obvious that Derrk knew what a sling was. Painfully obvious. Crawling right in, he laid back and relaxed. "'Baby boy, you know what is gonna happen to ya?" Jake aked No Sir, but its gonna be good Sir." he responded stay tuned for more?..

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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

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.

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

Married guys like I act like they don’t want it bare but they do. Had a married guy want ass up annoyomous with a condom. So I opened the condom, put a hole in the tip and layed it on the night stand. After he shot his load I made sure to clench my hole as he pulled out and sure enough the condom was empty when I check it after he left. ???

I give my loads this night to a student, I meet him in a gay bar, we drink a lot and talk a lot, I fuck him at home, it was his first raw fuck and he enjoyed it really much..

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

I'm in a similar situation. I have a top daddy breeder that recently was diagnosed poz. We have been having sex for about 15 yrs. Always bareback. He was always neg. Recently he tested poz amd I'm like u. I wamt it but then I chicken out. My top daddy told me to face my fears. So tomorrow we are supposed to have a date and I asked him to poz me and he said yes. So hopefully after tomorrow I'll have his DNA

Good recommendation. I went last week Saturday night, very friendly. There were 26 guys there and I would say half of them naked with others wearing underwear. It was like going to someone’s front room, with sex in the basement. No attitude, no loud music or porn. If you don’t mind older men give this place a try. Such a refreshing alternative to the bars and clues in Schoneberg. Definitely an older crowd (all over 40) but no attitude, just friendly BB sex. I’ll be going again next time I’m in Berlin. J

Chapter III Our game of strip poker had each of us down to just a pair of jeans on when Steve suggested making the game last a little longer by givine the loser of each hand the option of taking off their jeans and ending the game or taking penalty instead to make the game go on some more. I wasn't really all that tired yet so I agreed and asked what penalties and he said whatever came to mind from the winner. He also said that if we started that we both had to agree to do whatever the penalty was from the winner or we might just as well go to bed. I again asked what kind of penalties we were talking about and he said from mild to the wildest possible to make it really interesting. I could not think of much that could be done here in a motel room so I said ok and we shook hands on it and he had a smile a mile wide then. It turned out then that he won the very next hand and I waited to hear the penalty. He thought for a minute and told me that he would start mild and told me I had to stand up in the window and drop my pants to my knees for a count of 30 seconds. I was a little taken aback at that but said ok and proceeded to drop my pants to my knees in front of the window. He laughed at my discomfort but it was a nice laugh. I pulled them up quick when the time was up and sat down to hopefully get even with him for that, but again he won the next hand also. I held my breath waiting for this one and he told me I had to drop my pants again and walk into the hall and back in and had to just open the door and walk out without looking or anything. I was a little freaked out by that but I had agreed so we went to the door and I dropped my pants down and he opened the door and I stepped out into the hall. Was just there for a second and looking both ways and got lucky as nobody in sight. I hopped back inside in a hurry though and almost ran over Steve and down we went in a tangle with him landing on top of me. The door went closed on its own and we both were laughing so hard it took me a moment to start to get up when I realized my damn cock had started to come up again from the excitement and I could actually feel his cock against mine and it seemed to be somewhat up also. I quickly got up and pulled my pants up in a hurry. Steve must have noticed though as when he got up he kind of rubbed the front of his pants and then said the excitement must be getting to both of us as he always seemed to get hard when he was in a wild situation. He went on to say it had felt to him like I was like that too. I kind of mumbled that it was unusual for me. He kind of then asked me about my wife and before long I told him we hadn't had sex in several months now. He said then that my dick acting like it was was probably because of that and the added excitement of possibly being caught doing something not considered to be the thing to do. He then laughed and told me I better watch out he might make me run around the room naked as hell with the windows open next time. My dick actually twitched when he said that. What the hell? We sat down to play the next hand and finally I won one. He grinned and teased me some by saying what could I have him do that would be as wild as what I had done. I thought a minute and then told him I was going to use his idea on him. He had to take his pants off long enough to run around the room with the curtains open on the window for a full two minutes. He just grinned and told me I would have to come up with a much harder one than that to stump him. He jumped up and opened the curtains and dropped his pants and started to just walk back and forth in front of the window. Sitting down put me at almost eye level to his cock as he came back towards me and his ass going away. I could not seem to help myself as I stared at his cock as it came towards me and looked at the ceiling as he walked away telling myself I would not look next time back, but as he turned towards me again my eyes just dropped and stared anyway. About the fourth or fifth time towards me it dawned on me that his cock was edging up more and more and by about the tenth turn as he came towards me it was really sticking almost straight to the ceiling and had to be all of a good twelve inches long and as thick as my wrist. My mouth dropped open and I almost drooled and then caught myself and started to look away and looked up and he was grinning like crazy and knew I had been looking. Again my own cock was coming up on its own and I realized also that it was almost all the way up now. As the time ran out Steve pulled his pants back up and with difficulty got his cock tucked in. He was grinning like crazy as he sat down again. He asked what I thought of his parade? I could hardly answer as I told him it was pretty wild to do that. He said he noticed I had enjoyed the show and laughed and said he hoped he won the next hand. Sure enough he did too. I thought about ending the game and just telling him I was taking my pants off and going to bed but then for some reason decided to see what he had up his sleeve. He didn't make me wait long either and told me he wanted me to drop my pants and let him stroke my cock with his hand for about 50 strokes. I started to say no way when he started to laugh and told me, hey, I can tell you are going to chicken out now aren't you. That hit me in the male ego of course and I immediately stood up dropped my pants and stepped in front of him. He looked me right in the eyes as he reached out and took ahold of my, still up, cock in his hand. He said it sure was a nice looking cock and too bad my wife wasn't using it. He then started to stroke me and count. He was doing slow long strokes and I could hardly believe the feeling. As he approached the 50 he quickened the pace and he kept eye contact as he went right on by the 50 and I could not stop him as it felt too good. I was slightly moaning now and then before I knew what he was doing he leaned forward and keeping eye contact with me, enveloped my cock head with his mouth. I was startled and started to back away when his free hand reached behind me and grabbed my ass and held me still and then his other hand joined it on my other cheek and my whole cock slid into his mouth till my balls were on his chin and the head of my cock was in his throat. I couldn't move then and he started to slowly suck me and I moaned loud now. WOW I had really needed that, but from a guy? Oh, hell it felt too good to stop him now.

Anytime, man, glad you liked it!

Although I knew the bar wouldn't likely shift, I was trying not to move too much as I was so horny that I could see myself shaking down the house in my determination to back-up on that cock. The cock felt great and the poppers kept me high and the adrenaline of the situation kept me going. There was so much wrong with this but I didn’t care at that point. Frank and Steve called to Patrick from the kitchen. “Sorry, they need me. When Andy gets back tell him it will be about fifteen minutes till dinner is ready then you guys can come eat. I’ll leave you alone till then. I hope he isn’t too long” I heard my boyfriend say, as, ever the gracious host him got up from the bar. I had to keep from screaming when Nick pulled his monster out of ass, partly because it hurt and partly because it left me feeling so…vacant. I grabbed the bottle of poppers to see if there was any still in it, which thankfully there was, although not very much and slid out from my position under the bar. It’s funny that you never notice how uncomfortable a position really is until you try to leave it. Once out from under the bar I hit the floor, bottle under my nose, ass in the air, turned around looked at Nick begged him to fuck me again. He didn’t take much begging but it was a big turn on to do so. In no time at all he had that monster back inside me and was fucking me as hard and fast as he could with his full length. And I thought the previous fucking was good, man could this guy move. Drunk, poppered, and getting plowed by a poz stud with a huge cock, one load in me and another on the way all while my boyfriend and his Dad and Uncle were in the next room. I moaned in pleasure. “You like this big dick fucking you?” “Yes sir, I sure do, please don’t stop.” “You heard I’m poz?” I took another deep breath from the poppers, “Yes,” was all I could moan in response. He pushed me hard into the floor driving his cock as deep into me as he could grabbing my hair and pulling my head back as far as he could. “You want another poz load in that hole?” Again I moaned yes. “Yeah I know you do. I’m working on it baby. I’m gonna fuck so much cum into you. Does your boyfriend know you’re a bottom cum slut? That’s what you are now, a dirty poz cum slut?” He whispered harshly into my hear while driving that cock in and out of my ass. “You want this load? You want me to breed you? You want me to infect that ass don’t you?” The only answer the pleasure and the poppers would allow me to answer was yes. Yes. YES! God, I wanted him to blow another load into me and keep on fucking. I never wanted his dick to leave my hole. It seemed so perfect, his god-like body fucking me with that beautiful cock forever. The intoxication of the moment was almost too much. His poz load would fill my guts until I too was infected and he would just keep fucking me. The virus would ravage my body and all the while he would be fucking me. When our bodies were old and dead the sexual momentum we has spent the time building would carry on for eternity and he would always be spilling his precious seed into me. Yes I wanted him to fill me again. And just like that I was cumming. I opened my mouth to scream the climax was so intense but it was instantly covered by his rough hand. “You asked for it baby, here it comes.” His body slammed into me again and again as he climaxed and came dumping shot after shot of cum into my hole. I was shaking from the chill, from the orgasm, from the poppers I’d been sniffing for entirely too long, from knowing I had just begged a poz man to fill me with his load, from know that I enjoyed it way too much. He lay on top of me. I could still feel every inch of him in me. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and I could feel his cock throbbing with every heartbeat. What a fuck! After a moment he got up and ordered me to clean his dick off, which I did happily. I put his dick in my mouth and sucked off the cum and ass juice. His cock tasted like fuckin' heaven. Once satisfied that it was clean he put it away and picked up his drink and left to go to the kitchen to join the other guys. I took a few deep breaths and staggered upstairs to the bathroom to clean up. I had cum on my stomach from shooting my load and I would need to clean out my ass. Remembering the cum I starting fingering it into my mouth on my way up the stairs, thinking god I love the taste of cum. Having eaten all my cum on the way, when I got to the bathroom I grabbed a rag to wet and wipe the stickiness from my stomach and was about to use the bathroom when Patrick popped his head in asking "You okay?" "Yes, I'm fine, I just need to freshen up." He entered the bathroom, closed the door, kissed me, and proceeded to help me with my disheveled hair. “No more drinks for you until after dinner” he said, giving me that ‘what am I going to do with you look’. He kissed me again, grabbed my hand and led me down stairs to the dining room for dinner. Nick was grinning from ear-to-ear as I sat down, oh so slowly. It wasn’t until I was actually seated that I realized that since Patrick decided to visit me in the bathroom I never got a chance to clean out my ass. I was so nervous about keeping his cum inside me. What kind of person wants poz cum inside his ass? That’s just wrong. It was the poppers and the alcohol. But it did feel good having it in there. Then, amid the chatter of the guys, I heard Patrick say to me “Oh, after we eat me, Dad and Uncle Steve want to go see the new Harry Potter movie at the theater. Since I know you have no interest in that stuff, and Nick doesn’t either, I thought the two of you could keep each other company.”