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Part 12 I think it might have been finally hitting him what he's been exposed to through this new found freedom and desire for cock as cum. He wasn’t going to ask or say a word to Steven. The second he sit the door to the car I saw the strange look on his face. Played dumb asking, “What was this all about?” Tyson told me, “Steven says he owns my ass and of I don’t want the video getting out and everyone finding out that I’m a Tina whore who takes it up the ass I’m to do as he tell me without question.” Ty went on to explain, “He told me that last night was only the start to my writing for him and that he had some work lined up for me. Steven told me he knew I’d never be able to deny the need in me for cock and cum along with my addiction to Tina.” Ty sat there in silence as we drove back home when he suddenly asked me, “Why didn’t he try to blackmail you?” I took a could deep breaths while I formulated a answer before responding, “He probably knows that j doing care who knows I’m gay or that I like to party-n-play. He really does have any leverage on me. He must have done sound research on you to know that being an athlete puts you I a compromising position.” The idea of how I you a straight laced, innocent, jock boy and turned him into a cock craving, cum hungry, Tina addicted, whore had me eager to get Tyson’s high ass home so I could breed his (soon to be poz) ass. He sat there without saying a word for most of the ride home before asking me, “Did you give me HIV? I vaguely remember Steven talking about knocking my neg ass opp with his poz babies yesterday, and last night I kept hearing it mentioned about pozzing the neg ass.” I knew eventually my brother was going to ask me this question. I already had an answer with a couple questions for him. I simply says to him, “Fist of all, I am in meds (I lied, I stopped taking my here to elevate my viral load) so according yup the CDC, the risk of my giving you HIV or very, very low. Second, you never asked about condoms or asked anyone who you had sex with what their status was. Third, you practically begged for someone to put their cock inside your hungry ass and then begged the guy fucking you to breed your ass. Finally you never asked anyone for a condom or to fuck safely. All things considered, you seemed to be aware of your actions.” We had pulled into the driveway when I looked over at Tyson who looked like he was deep in thought on what I had just said to him as he got out of the car as went inside. I followed him in and once we were in the house Tyson turned and looked at me, which was the first time he had looked me I the eye summed he met with Steven, and said “Fuck and breed me! I cannot imagine ever getting fucked any other way than bareback. I guess it doesn’t really matter anymore about using a condom so fuck me and to my ass with your sperm. I kissed him deep as our tongues darted until each other’s mouths. We headed directly to his bedroom where we made out some more before I said to him, “I’m going top fix up a slam for myself so I can join you I your high.” Tyson asked, “Her bro, will you show me how to make up and administer a slam?” Tyson had come a long way in a short time as I sped him how to prepare and administer a slam. He copied what I was preparing for myself and prepared his own slam. This was no where near as big as the one Steven had given him, but it was a significant size. He tied off his own arm and hit his vein as instructed, register the flash of red and slowly injected the contents. When be released the tourniquet he coughed out hard before stripping away his clothes while I administered my own slam and joined him naked. He quickly took my cock in his mouth and sucked me hard. Steven was correct that Ty’s oral skills were very good as he easily took my 8” down to the root as I sucked his limp Tina dick which still caused him to moan in pleasure. I then moved in to eat his hungry hole which still had sure remnants of Steven’s cum inside. This caused my little brother to moan louder as he tried to keep sucking my hard as steel cock was ready to fuck & breed his cum soaked, hungry ass. We moved around so that Tyson was in his back and I got between his legs and quickly plunged all 8” deep into his ass in one thrust. He moaned and pushed his ass to meet my penetration taking my entire length. I quickly set any fucking him hard which elicited moans and grunts from deep within him with each thrust. When he finally spoke he had no reservations about his actions, “Fuck me hard. Breed me. Give me your load.” I fucked him for a nearly an hour before I finally unloaded inside his ass. After I had cum inside Tyson, we laid there in his bed for 5 minutes (or so) when my little brother dove down on my spent dick and sucked me hard again. I pumped another 2 loads into him when his cell phone went off. He received a text from Steven giving him instructions to be at the Hilton hotel downtown, room 617 at 9 pm. He had his first client. Dear Readers, This will be the last part of this story. I plan to continue Tyson's experiences as one of Steven’s whores on his own story. Look for ‘Straight Jock to Tina Whore’ coming soon.

Part 26 - The Chase Mark had moved to Larchmont a few blocks away from Angelo and Ethan and this weekend would be the first time Ben would get to see Mark in his new home, Ben also promised to help him get things straight in preparation for his house warming party on Saturday night. They both kept their business private not telling anyone they were officially dating as a couple just yet but for Mark the change in him was pretty evident as Angelo watched him closely that week and asking Ethan to probe Ben for more information. Angelo stopped typing and looked at Mark "So are you going to spill the beans?". "About what" Mark replied looking up and over at him. Angelo smiled and shook his head "Ben". Mark shrugged his shoulders "Have you finished the two job adverts yet?". "Avoiding the subject now are we, yes I have you can post them on line now. Well?" Angelo was not giving up. Mark smiled "I like him a lot, I thought that was evident" he replied. "Does he feel the same?" Angelo said but he knew the answer to that one already. Mark clicked on his mouse "Jobs are up on line. Yeah he seems to". Angelo looked at his phone "Come on it's 5pm lets call it a day". "Thank god it's Friday tomorrow finally get the house straight" Mark said collecting his things. Ben was coming up to his qualifications and cramming in extra study work at college, the week just seemed to be plodding alone with no purpose and all he could think about was Friday and seeing Mark again. He had got part of his qualification down as a software designer and was preparing for his exam next week in software development, he kept a close eye on the job market on line but most of them seemed to be quite far away or right in the city. He knew that his classmates were also now actively looking for jobs as he had received a couple of thank you but no responses, closing his laptop he packed it away and headed home. Friday afternoon Ben arrived home early and went up to his room to finish an assignment before he was due to meet Mark. He didn't want to bore Mark about geek talk and have to do college work in front of him as he might get bored very easily and didn't want to get labelled as a nerd. Quickly he finished off the assignment and had a look round for jobs, there was one that caught his interest and it was based on the outskirts of Larchmont towards Westchester with a company he had not heard of before but it did appear to have some big companies in it's client base. They salary was pretty good and the job seemed to fit what he was looking for he did however notice that the job opening was only a week, it would be a long shot as they were asking for experience but then they all did, quickly he uploaded his c.v. and a short cover note to the website and signing off his note as 'Benjamin Midler-Warren'. One thing he hated about his name was that all through school he was nicknamed 'BMW', he laughed a little wondering if the people at the company would see it as well. Hs he was meeting Mark in an hour so stripped and showered then put on Mark's briefs and retrieved his journal from the wardrobe wearing "So Friday turned out just like any other day with college but have applied for a job close to Westchester, fingers crossed on this one as it is close to where I want to be. Josh is funny and has a great friendly attitude and is definitely coming out of his shell a lot more with us. He will be coming to the party on Saturday evening along with the rest of the gang, not sure who else will be there but Franco said he will come. To be honest he still scares me a little but I know he is okay, it is just so strange having him as a friend as he is quite a brute on the outside and not someone you want to mess with but he is a real softy underneath when you get to know him. Hopefully it is going to be a great weekend spending it with my boyfriend, it is strange writing that word down but I get a fuzzy nice feeling when I do. I never thought I would be seeing myself in this situation, my biggest concern is how I will tell my family and I need to do it sooner rather than later. I can only hope they will see past any prejudice they may have, but right now it weighs heavily on me and I need to rid myself of this one burden but figuring out how to tell them is a whole other thing. It is the one thing that really is holding me back from freedom, I love my mother so much and I don't want to break her heart but I hope she understands and accepts me as who I really am and not the pretend me that has been hidden for the last few years. I am sure she will like my boyfriend, he has the kindest soul and completely engaging. But I drone on to much about him but I have to express it somehow.". Ben suddenly looked and realised he only had 10 minutes to meet Mark, quickly he changed and grabbed his toothbrush and ran out of his bedroom and said goodbye to the family as he headed out almost running up the road, as he turned the corner he saw Mark's car pulling up. He jumped in the passenger seat almost out of breath. "You okay Ben?" Mark said as Ben sat down. Ben leaned over and kissed him "Yes, nearly late I lost track of time". Mark laughed "What was you up then to be nearly late?" his hand slipped down to Ben's crotch. Ben laughed "Not that if that is what you are thinking". Mark turned the car around and drove off "I'm so looking forward to spending the weekend with you". Ben smiled "Me to, I miss being with you". It was pitch black by the time they arrived in Larchmont having quickly caught up with their respective weeks. Ben loved the house from the outside and even more so inside as it was spacious and very modern. Most of the heavy removals was done and just boxes to unpack for the kitchen remained strewn across the lounge. Ben followed Mark in to the kitchen "I read the book you brought me, twice actually as I loved it" he said. "Good I am glad you enjoyed it, you should have brought it with you to read to me" Mark suggested. Ben smiled "I would have if I had known but it's by my bed" his voice trailed off as he suddenly froze. In his rush to leave he had placed his journal on top of the book by his bed, he felt sick as the fear coursed through his body. If his mother went in to his bedroom no doubt she would see it and wonder what it was, her uncanny inquisitive nature would propel her to open it and have a look. "Ben, Ben, what is the matter?" Mark asked putting his arm on his shoulder. Ben looked at Mark with utter fear on his face "I've been so stupid Mark". "What Ben, tell me?" Mark put his arms around him "Is it me?". Ben shook his head "I have a journal and I left it by my bed in my rush to meet you". Mark had a gut feeling what was inside "Did you write things in there about us?" he asked. Ben nodded "Quite a bit and... and a fair bit of detail. I know my mother will read it if she sees it". Mark hugged him tighter "Ben don't worry or beat yourself up about it. I'm flattered you wrote about me". Ben looked up at him "I have no idea what is going to happen if she does find it". "We will deal with it together, you and I Ben" Mark said comforting him "One thing I know is I don't want to loose you". Ben smiled "That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me" he looked Mark in the eye. Mark kissed him on the mouth "You and me Ben that's all that matters". They got busy with Mark trying to take Ben's mind off things as he helped unpack the last few boxes and decided with Mark where best to store things. With the final box unpacked and sorted it started to resemble a home that was lived in, Ben sat down on the sofa his mind wandering off thinking of the journal on his bedside table. Mark was finishing off and came wandering in to the lounge with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses. "Like a glass wine now we have finished?" he asked Ben so glanced up as he walked in. "Sorry?" Ben looked confused "Oh, yes sure, why not after all we are celebrating you moving in". Mark sat down next to him and poured him half a glass "Don't want you drunk and disorderly" he laughed. Ben smiled "I am not a virgin at drinking wine". Mark laughed and topped his glass up "Okay you can have a glass, you still a virgin at other things?". Ben sat down on the sofa and just looked at Mark "Is it obvious?" he laughed. Mark sat down next to him "Not obvious and you certainly didn't need much teaching last weekend on how to top". Ben laughed again and raised his glass to Mark, the thought of food completely forgotten about as they sat talking drinking until just after 10pm. Mark stretched and slumped back into the sofa, wine on an empty stomach had got him pretty merry and Ben faired no better in the same state, Mark stood and stumbled a little laughing as he held out his hand for Ben telling him they should get some sleep. As Ben stood he fell back down not realising how tipsy he was, Mark hauled him off the sofa and dragged him up the stairs whilst he was still giggling and protesting that he wanted more wine. Ben collapsed on the bed "I do you know, I love you, I do love you" all the time smiling trying to undress. Mark helped him get undress then collapsed besides him "Me to, love me that is" he laughed "and you". Ben threw his arms around Mark and kissed him "Make love to me and show me you do". "You want me to take you baby" Mark replied as he finished taking his clothes off. "Yes Mark" Ben replied looking seriously at him. Mark leaned over Ben and kissed him urgently holding Ben's flaying arms down above his head as he kissed him harder and erratically 'Do you want me Ben, all of me?' he asked in between kisses, Ben moaned in to Mark's mouth his legs clasped around Mark's hips wriggling his ass in heightened anticipation. Mark pushed Ben's legs over his head and dived down to his ass causing Ben to wriggle on the bed 'oh fuck, oh yes, oh, oh Mark' he didn't know what to make of the sensation as Mark ate and lubed his hole with spit, the little cries of joy and moaning echoing through the house. The noises eventually replaced by small sounds of pleasure escaping Ben's mouth. he felt Mark's tongue sucking at his balls moving slowly upwards over his cock and along his body until they came mouth to mouth again. Ben subdued by his drunken haze relished in their passionate kiss he could feel the cock rubbing against his wet hole teasing until he gasped and released a sharp agonising cry. Mark stabbed his cock in to Ben's hole in a quick jab, his body caught off guard and his instinct told him to fight against the invasion, the tears running from the corner of his eyes as he looked up at Mark but he was smiling as the pain subsided into a burning dull ache 'You sure you want me to be a part of you forever?' he said looking at Ben who nodded 'God yes' he replied followed by more sharp pain as Mark pushed his cock deeper in to Ben all the time his eyes looking deep in to Ben's. Ben thrashed his head side to side and from no where he began begging Mark to fuck him until his mouth was covered by Mark's as he kissed him with intense passion stifling his words, he only managed the occasional moan in to Mark's mouth as he felt the cock delving deeper in to his body until he held all of it in his ass. The drink masking the real pain he was feeling and unable to make sense if it was pain or just pleasure he knew and understood from them this was real sexual enjoyment, Mark raised his head and looked at Ben who smiled lovingly back at him. Mark kissed him on the neck whispering 'payback from Saturday' he chuckled just as Ben grabbed Mark around the neck and shoulders holding him as close as he physically could 'I want you Mark' he told him. Mark saw love and desire in the eyes below him through his own mildly blurred drunken view. His back arched as Mark began grinding his hips in to Ben and performing slow deep strokes accentuating each one in a show of love for him. His cries were a cross of eternal agonising pleasure the warmth in his body providing a cuddling sensation as it flowed through his veins taking the final steps with Mark. It was a surreal out of body experience probably caused much in turn by the wine and his personal desire, the kisses, the hands touching him and the feeling of the Mark's cock inside seem to be a chorus of divine angels singing harmoniously. Ben cried and moaned louder as Mark began to fuck faster he stared again deep in to Ben's eyes before he lurched forward to snog him again. He felt a weird sensation as if the cock inside him had changed, it was now harder and pulsing as Mark pushed his hips up close whilst his hands grabbed Ben's shoulders to stop him moving away. He cried out 'Oh Ben' diving his head back to kiss Ben as he began to ejaculate, he could feel the toxic seed flowing rapidly up through his cock as it began to pulse and pump the payload in to Ben's virgin body. Ben's arms gripped hard around Mark's shoulder his back arched higher feeling Mark's hips slamming up hard against his ass, the cock pulsing against his anal wall as he felt the spasms and contractions as Mark jettisoned his poisoned load deep in to Ben's virgin ass. Ben moaned and wriggled underneath Mark as his cock began coating his stomach with his own seed. Ben closed his eyes and held on to Mark as the orgasm seemed to go on with no sign of abating, in reality neither of them wanted it to end until Mark collapsed on top of Ben kissing him spent and exhausted. They did not speak as they laid in each others arms, hot and sweaty covered in Ben's cum but happy to be with each other. The room had finally stopped spinning and Ben could feel Mark's hot breath against his neck, the hypnotic feeling of warm air flowing around his neck soon had Ben's eyes closing as he fell asleep, Mark slowly extracted his cock and fell asleep partly laying on top of Ben. Ben shifted in bed and woke from the pain in his head, quickly he sat up and rushed to the bathroom making it in time to stick his head over the toilet vomiting bile, doing so his ass muscle spasmed forcing a painful cry as he felt a burning pain. Mark turned over in bed wondering what the sound was a realised Ben was in the bathroom, he rushed out of bed rubbing his head from the wine hangover entering the bathroom. Ben eventually stopped retching and sat down on the floor leaning his head again the coolness of the tiles on the wall for comfort, his eyes caught the pale cream drops on the floor. "You okay Ben?" he asked sitting down besides him. "I think so, I feel bad" Ben nestled his head against Mark's chest. Mark stroked his head "To much wine last night and no food" and got some tissue to clean the mess on the floor. Ben watched "What is it?". "We need to get you to the clinic get some prep before it's to late" he said heading out to get his phone. Ben looked at him as he came back in the bathroom "I begged you to fuck me didn't I?". Mark nodded "I'm sorry it was careless of me to do that but I was so desperate to finally have you". "Does the pain stop?" Ben asked him as Mark was seeking the clinic's number. "What?" Mark looked up "Oh, yes it will go, so it really was the first time you ever got fucked then?". Ben nodded "Yeah, and I am happy it was with you, sit down by me" he said tapping the floor. Mark sat and put his arm around him "I'm so so sorry Ben, I can't think straight to find the number". Ben ran his hand down Mark's chest "Why are you sorry?". "I fucked you without a condom" Mark said finding the number. Ben grabbed the phone "Oh" he said and smiled up at Mark "is that why you are so worried?". Mark looked at him "Ben you must realise what this means" he looked anxious again. "You have to marry me now?" Ben chuckled. Mark lifted Ben's chin "Slow down cowboy and yes that hopefully is on the cards. But I put you at risk". Ben looked in to Mark's eyes "So it wasn't how I thought it would happen, but I don't regret it". Mark put his phone down "Are you sure Ben, after all it may well lead to a life of taking treatment?". "Yes" Ben said stroking Mark's chest. Mark smiled "I thought it would be a few months before you asked me again to gift you". Ben sat up "Just do it carefully next time until I am use to it". Mark laughed and Ben kissed but Mark pushed him away "Yuck sick taste, go wash your mouth out". "Sorry" he said standing up "Can we go back to bed" he asked cleaning his teeth. Mark leaned his head back "Of course, it's what I like most being in bed with you". Ben smiled at Mark with toothpaste dribbling down his chin, Mark laughed and stood up slapping him on ass waiting for him to finish before going back to bed and sleeping for a couple of more hours. He definitely felt a lot better waking up just after 9am with the now familiar feeling of Mark's cock resting against his hole and his arms wrapped around his body spooning together. There was no doubt at all in Ben's mind that he had fallen for Mark and craved for the time when they were in bed together, their bodies just seemed matched to perfection as they laid there and indeed he could lay there all day. He felt Mark kissing his neck his hand went to Mark's squeezing it hard. "Morning again". Ben said pushing his ass back feeling the morning wood nearly prising his hole open. Mark murmured "Morning sexy, feeling better?". "Yes, ouch, still hurts down there" Ben whispered kissing Mark's hand. Mark giggled "I loved fucking you last night you were so full of yourself until I got you good". Ben turned over to face him "I remember you holding my arms down and looking at me" he replied smiling. Mark cuddled Ben closer "Yeah your mine" he said kissing him. Ben laughed "Happy to be yours" he replied with his arms caressing Mark's body. They laid there for a few more minutes as Mark gently stroked Ben's back, there was nothing he didn't like about Ben and already he felt so close and secure with him. They spent the rest of the day getting ready for the house warming party and were all set with just an hour to spare. Mark went up stairs to shower, Ben wandered up and heard the water running, he stripped off and walked up behind Mark in the shower, he jumped and turned around 'This is a nice surprise' Mark said leaning forward to kiss Ben who was running his hands down Marks body, slowly his kisses moved to the neck and chest going lower and lower. Mark put his hand against the wall of the shower as he felt the warmth of Ben's tongue caressing his cock as it grew in anticipation. The lips running across his cock head sent tingles up his spine, his hand as if by auto pilot grabbed hold of Ben's head and pushed him further on his cock. Ben began making stifled moans with a mouth full of cock began sucking and teasing Mark's now fully erect cock. His own desire for Ben pent up through the day released quickly, moaning he grabbed Ben's head with both hands holding him steady and deep on his cock. Ben continued to suck and swallow and could have stayed there pleasuring his lover for ages. Mark leaned back against the wall letting the water flow over his head and cascading down his body over Ben, his eyes closed a big smile on his face whilst Ben continued sucking on his erection. Suddenly aware of time getting away he pulled Ben up to his feet and kissed him deeply 'Naughty boy, get showered'. Ben smiled and soaped his and Mark's bodies as he continued kissing him. Mark was still getting dressed when they hear Angelo calling from downstairs, Ben who was dressed and ready went downstairs and found Angelo, Ethan and Franco coming through the back door, Angelo smiled and gave Ben a big hug. "Where is he?" Angelo said letting Ben go. "Still drying off we lost track of time" Ben replied without thinking about what he said. Ethan slapped Ben's ass "You dirty little fuckers, what were you up to?" he smiled at Ben. Ben blushed "Oh, fuck it, we took a shower together and I pleasured him". Ethan was taken back "Blimey Ben, did you swallow?". "Ethan" Angelo called him out "Don't be so nosey" he said. "Well?" Franco interjected "did you or not?". Ben moved close to Franco being brave "Wanna taste and see for yourself?" he moved in as if he was going to kiss him. Franco grabbed hold of Ben and spun him around and held him tightly "You wish Benny boy" he laughed. Mark came down stairs hair still wet "Mark help me" Ben cried out holding his arms up to Mark. "Silly boy, never mess with the Camacho family" Mark said sauntering off to the kitchen. Franco finally let go of Ben and the guys got ready for the party. Not long after 4pm Josh, Adam and Tony arrived along with some of Mark's family including his mother and father. Introductions were done all around with Ben introduced as a friend who went to college with Ethan, Adam, Franco and Josh. Mark and Ben went through to the kitchen to pour some wine for the guests. "Your ma and pa seem really nice, do they know about this side of you?" Ben stood next to Mark. Mark smiled glancing at him "Yes I don't keep anything from them, my father is European and very open minded". Ben turned and leaned back against the counter "That must be nice to have". Mark kissed Ben "Glasses bitch now" he said then kissed him again "Please". "I don't think I will be having any tonight" Ben said putting the glasses down next to Mark. Mark laughed "Yes best not to I don't want to end up with a drunk boyfriend on my hands". "HaHa" Ben said sarcastically "So do they know about us?". Mark shook his head "No, but I will give them half an hour or less to work it out". "What do you mean?" Ben's replied as his curiosity piqued. Mark laughed "My parents can read me like a book Ben" they stood in silence as Mark poured the wine. "Are you doing all white or red as well?" Ben asked picking up the red wine. "Red for me Ben please" Ben turned to see Mark's mother walking in to the kitchen. "Mother only drinks red Ben" Mark said giving his mother a kiss on the cheek "Happy you both made it". "Well it was touch and go but our travel plans changed last minute" Maddy said taking the glass from Ben. "Are you heading off somewhere nice?" Ben asked out of interest. Maddy sized him up a second "Yes, we go Spain every year, Mark's father has family there". "Really, wow that sounds great, I would love to see Europe and heard so much about Spain and England" Ben sighed. Mark smiled "Yeah nice trip to Spain and England" he stopped mid sentence and looked up and Ben. "So darling no train wrecks this evening?" Maddy said quickly glancing at Ben then back to Mark. Mark looked at Ben's weird face he was pulling "No mother but I've actually met someone". Maddy noticed the glance at Ben he did before answering "I thought as much you are quite different this evening". Mark looked at his mother "Love at first sight" he said watching his mother nodding and seeing a smile on Ben's face. "About time" she said then looking at Ben "You must both come to dinner and you can tell us about it" and walked out. Mark looked at Ben's expression of being gobsmacked "So that was 10 minutes" he said laughing. Ben look at him "Is she okay about it?" he asked. Mark laughed "Yes, she always said I would be better off with a man and she has invited you to dinner". "And did you mean what you said to her?" Ben asked walking over to Mark. Mark just looked him in the eye nodding, Ben threw his arms around him and kissed him so passionately they lost their balance and fell to the floor unable to let go of each other. Something just clicked with Ben and Mark and instantly they both knew their love for each other was far beyond words. It took for Angelo and Mark's father David to come in to the kitchen to find out where the drinks had got to before they stopped kissing. "Mark you was not brought up like that" David said laughing with Angelo. Mark stood up and left Ben on the floor "Sorry dad, he just does that to me" he held out his hand to Ben helping him up. "Looks very serious whatever you two have going on" David stood smiling his arm around Angelo's shoulder. Ben stood up looking at Angelo's smirk "So what is the story here then?" Angelo said looking at both of them. Mark put his arm around Ben "Okay might as well make it official, we are seeing each other". David nodded and looked at Ben's embarrassed face "Good finally someone made sense of you". Angelo gave Ben a hug "Thank you, you have no idea what this means" he whispered to him. Ben also got a hug from Mark's father something he hadn't ever expected to have been so warmly received by Mark's parents. David and Angelo picked up several glass and walked back in to the lounge. Ben was still a bit dazed but something was bothering him that he had to know "How close is you family to Angelo?". Mark stopped pouring wine "Hmm, so tell me why you are asking that?" he replied. "Don't know something about the way your father had his arm around Angelo" Ben said then he looked at him. Mark shook his head smiling "You will need to keep up when I tell you this as it sort of gets complicated". Ben had a worried looked on his face "Oh I see". Mark smiled "My uncles wife's sister is married to Angelo's uncle, Franco's father". Ben stood confused but it was gradually sinking in "So is that how you are so close with Angelo?". "No, I knew Angelo well before we found that out" Mark said handing glasses of wine to Ben. They returned to the lounge joining the rest of the party where Ben was immediately swept away by Ethan to join the college group. Franco was talking with Adam and Josh all of whom had wine, Ben and Ethan were the only ones not drinking out of their own choice. Ben kept glancing over his shoulder to look at Mark. "You have got it badly haven't you?" Ethan said nudging Ben. "Got what?" Ben said not listening to Ethan until he nodded towards Mark "Oh, yeah, very badly" he voice trailing off. Ethan looked at him "And?" he asked as the others sat and waited. Ben looked at all their face looking at him "Yeah we are dating officially, well he did take my virginity last night". Ethan smiled "Hurts doesn't it the first time" he remembered fondly. Ben nodded "Yeah, we did it bareback as well" he told him in a quiet voice not to be overheard. Ethan looked him in the eye "You got gifted last night?". "Yeah, well sort of, we were both a little drunk. But I am okay with it" Ben said before Ethan could open his mouth. Ethan gave him a hug and they both circulated around the party, as the evening wore on people were heading off until only the Larchmont residents remained. Josh was slightly drunk as Franco had been plying him with wine and they were slumped on the sofa laughing together. Angelo came over and shook his head telling Franco he would have to stay at his otherwise his mother would kill him for letting him drink. Franco waved his cousin off laughing and Josh telling him he had to get moving but on the other hand he was having so much fun with Franco. Josh stood up 'Come on you Angelo is waiting' he held his hand out to help Franco up. It happened very quickly that only Mark saw what happened as he watched Josh struggling to pull Franco up to his feet, Franco grabbed Josh by his other hand and pulled him back down where he fell on top of Franco. Josh panicked slightly but Franco grabbed Josh around the neck with his arm pulling Josh's head forward, he had no time to react as he felt Franco's tongue pushing in to his mouth kissing him. There was no doubt that Franco was strong and he kept hold of Josh giving him a deep kiss, Josh managed to pull free of him climbing to his feet he ran out of the house quick as a flash and sat on the front doorstep tears rolling down his face. Mark put his hand up to the others to stay put whilst he went outside and sat next to Josh. "Josh what happened?" Mark said putting his arm around him. Josh sniffed "Sorry I am being dramatic and he is drunk". Mark nodded "I shouldn't worry about it Josh, sometimes people do crazy things when they drink". Josh put his head down "Yeah but they fuck with your head when they do". "Josh don't waste your time thinking about something that won't happen" Mark said. Josh nodded "We were having such a great night as friends then he did that to me". They could hear raised voices coming from the house and Mark detected Angelo tearing at his cousin in a big way. Franco came storming out of the house stumbling as he did so followed by Angelo who apologised to Mark and Josh and carried on after Franco. Ethan came out shortly after carrying Angelo's coat. "Sorry Josh, Angelo is mad as hell with Franco and taking him home" he said looking at Mark and Josh. Josh looked up "It's okay Ethan, really it is". "Well see you tomorrow for lunch" Ethan said as he rushed down the driveway to catch them up. Mark patted Josh on the shoulder "Want to go inside, stay here tonight Josh". Josh hugged Mark "Thank you". Adam and Tony left leaving just the three of them in the house as they cleaned up. Ben chatted away to Josh as they put the glasses away, he still didn't fully know what had happened and sensed that Josh wasn't up to talking about it. Mark came back in to the kitchen and called time on the clean up operation and showed Josh up to the bedroom. Ben showered and came out seeing Mark sitting on the bed obviously thinking about something. "Josh on your mind?" Ben said drying himself off. Mark nodded "Franco forced himself on Josh, I know he was drunk but still family don't act like that". "Crap yeah, I keep forgetting that your all related" Ben looked mildly amused. Mark looked at him "You think it's funny do you?" reaching out and pulling Ben on the bed laughing. Ben looked in to Mark's eyes "Fuck I love you so much". Mark pinned Ben on the bed and licked Ben's lips 'Show me how much' he whispered as they kissed slowly, Ben pushed Mark on to his back and began kissing down along his body, his tongue licked along the shaft of Mark's cock up to the tip and letting his lips take over surrounding it from all sides slowly and seductively working their magic.

"Now, tell me who you are and why you're here." Ed was the kind of man that made you glad you liked men. He stood 6'3", was in his 60's, broad shoulders, golden tan, and he had strong, callused hands. Ed worked on the rail road in Lincoln, NE. and it showed. He dressed in what I call 'cowboy at church' style. Brand new jeans, button up dress shirt, wide cowboy hat and properly trimmed mustache. Cowboys boots His voice was deep but soft. The kind of man you can get lost in. Being the dominant, on our first date he took me out to eat and treated me like a lady - definitely a plus!. He opened the car door for me, held my chair for me, ordered food for me. He was unashamed that we were a male couple, and so was I. People stared at us, but it was like his aura protected us. We were so into each other that I could hide in his masculinity. Unlike most men I date, he didn't pressure me for sex, he wanted to draw that out. Like I said, the kind of man you can loose yourself in. For our 5th date he *made* dinner at his place - chicken Alfredo to be exact. He pour two glasses of wine and we talked about he and I as a couple and what a future might hold. I was quickly falling in love with Ed, and I think he was taking a shine to me as well. He took my hand in his and said, "I'm HIV positive." I sat stunned for a moment while I absorbed his words. Unsure of what else to do, I sipped my wine while he explained that was the reason he hadn't fucked me yet, that he did want a future with me but I had a right to know. Part of me wanted to run - and I'm sure he gets that a lot. The other part of me was getting hard under the dinner table, my cock throbbing like it never had in my life. I did what neither of us expected me to do. I slide under the table and slid his cock into my mouth. Later, as we lay next to his fireplace, my head on his chest and him running his fingers through my hair, he told me what it was like to be HIV positive. A few weeks later I was in his living room, confessing that I wanted to become HIV positive as well. That's when he broke out the camera and put it on the mantle. I told the recording device my name. "Now tell me why you're here, my pet." He said knowing what I'd say. "I'm here to get pozzed." I said flatly. "And what does that mean?" He asked because he wanted to make me explain it. "It means that as of right now, I'm HIV negative. You're HIV positive. I want you to make me HIV positive. " I said with a smile on my face starting to grow much like the cock in my pants. "And why is that? Do you know what you're getting into here, honey?" He asked concerned. I nodded a single time. "Yes, I do my homework. I know what lays ahead." "And how do you plan to get pozzed, my pet?" He asked smiling. "Being ex-military, I'm going with a two pronged approach. First I brought along a syringe. I'm going to draw some blood from you and inject it into me - if done right, it will give me the virus 90% of the time. My second is that you're going to fuck me raw the rest of the night - right here in front of your camera. There is ZERO chance of me being negative by morning." Everything we did, we recorded it. Never before had I done anal and let me tell you, Ed's dick felt a lot lot larger in my ass than my mouth! I love it, the pain was exquisite, but it hurt like hell. Still, I'd never before reached that level of pleasure. He was controlling but gentle. We both knew it by the time the sun had risen - I was positive. I left his place that next morning with cum dripping out of my ass and a smile on my face that the rest of the world would never understand. About a week later Ed and I were on his couch watching TV when I started having flu symptoms. It hit me like a brick wall. We looked at each other and smiled, knowing it was the fuck flu. A trip to the doctor a few days later confirmed it. About a week later, I was moving in to become his 'wife'. Like I said, he was the kind of man you can get lost in.

Sorry about the delay, been too busy and a bit sick. Here's the next part: I'm shocked at Bobby’s appearance in the light of the booth. In the darkroom it's easy to fuck with guys who you wouldn't look twice at in daylight. I recall that I had recoiled when I'd first felt his wasted, bony body, but his cock, probably sustained by Viagra, had been the attraction in there. But now I can see the man. I see how severely wasted he is, the skin is sagging from his arms, the muscle loss from his legs is plain to see, and his torso is just ribs with a loose covering of flesh. There are lesions, too many to count, and they are spread across his body. And then there are patches of rash, around his groin, on his legs, up his stomach. But his cock is hard, engorged with his infected blood, almost as if the virus that has ravaged his body is supporting the means by which it can spread! His bulging cock head and veined shaft glistens with precum, AIDS infected precum that is running from the slit in his glans as I watch. He smiles at me. ‘I've got another load here for you if you want it' he tells me as he slowly wanks his cock. I'm actually repulsed by his sight, but also fascinated by this man. My arse is sore, aching from the treatment that it has received tonight. I feel that I should go to get showered, make my way to A&E to request a course of PEP. It may be futile but I could tell myself I did all I could. Devon’s warm body comes up being me, his arms wrap around me. He holds me with one arm and puts the brown bottle into my hand. I feel myself open the bottle, a little hiss and the scent of the Amyl. I lift the bottle to my nose, close one nostril and take a deep snort through the other. I hold it in, then breathe out. Then another breath in from the bottle. I repeat this, each long slow breath inhaling more of the chemical. I relax into Devon's arms, all thoughts of leaving are forgotten. Once again the poppers course through my head. I put the lid back on the bottle and let Devon guide me to the bench. Without hesitation I lean over and take Bobby’s cock into my mouth. His precum is sweet but bitter, I squeeze up the thick tube beneath his cock and am rewarded with a mouthful of the toxic nectar. His taste spreads through my mouth as the fluid covers my tongue. I continue to suck him, more precum enters my mouth, different flavours as it rubs into my throat, around my gums, beneath my tongue. I feel Devon’s fingers spreading lube between my arse cheeks and into my stretched hole. The cool lube is soothing. ‘Get up and sit on Bobby's cock mate’ he whispers into my ear. I climb onto the bench, lift my leg to sit astride Bobby's stomach. His skin is like paper, his body so much cooler than Devon's. I reach behind me and lift Bobby's heavy cock up. Devon takes hold of it for me and I feel him press it to my opening. All I need to do is press back and he will be inside my body again. I hesitate, should I put a stop to this? I know the answer is yes but I open the bottle again. More poppers relax the butterflies in my stomach and I lean back, I feel his cock head breach my sphincter. I sit back and relish the feeling of this poison rod sliding into my sore arse. Bobby smiles up at me, he pulls me to him and we kiss, tongues dueling, he probably tastes his precum in my mouth. His arms feel fragile as they hold my torso to his. His saliva is yet another of his bodily fluids that I'm absorbing. He starts sliding his cock in and out of my hole, his breathing ragged with the effort. I sit up and match his movements, allowing his cock to slide it's full length in and out. I feel Devon climb onto the bench, he is kneeling behind me. He pushes me down and Bobby wraps his wasted arms around me, his bony fingers grab my arse cheeks and pulls them apart to give Devon the fullest access. Then I feel it, Devon holding his cock head to my arse hole. He lifts my hips and I feel Bobby's cock leave my hole, then lowering me back down and I feel Devon's bulbous cock head press into my hole. Despite the stretching that I've already received his cock still doesn't make the initial entry easily and my hole protests at the further intrusion. But then it's through, the rim behind his glans is inside my muscles. Then Bobby is holding his cock head tightly to the underside of Devon's cock. As Devon pulls outward I feel my ring being stretched open, it's as if they have planned as they both push hard into my tortured hole. I gasp at the pain of the two cocks stretching my anal muscles open. Surely I can't stretch that far? I need to stop this, these are two of the biggest cocks that I've ever encountered and I realise that together they are going to tear my hole open. I cry out as the pain reaches another level. I tell them to stop but Devon's arms, strong, muscular, hold me in place. I know I'm trapped. 'Your'e going nowhere’ he growls into my ear, ‘sniff your poppers if you need, but you're getting us both in your arse whatever happens’. Is this rape, I wonder, but know I put myself into this position. Somehow I manage to get the poppers bottle under my nose, I inhale, my head spins but still pain radiates from my hole. I feel a slight relief, think it's the effect of the poppers but then realise they have both eased off, have they realised they are too big? But no, the relief is short lived as they both ram their cocks back into my arse. I feel something give way and the pain is intense. They stop, each cock now through my hole. I worry that something is torn. ‘I knew you could do it’ Devon whispers, 'just relax and you'll love it.’ The pain eases off, or maybe my arse is numbing. The open poppers bottle is still under my nose and I'm inhaling the vapours with every breath. I nod, tell them it's feeling better. Devon pulls out a little, leaving Bobby's cock inside me, then he drives deeper in again. Bobby does the same, gasping for breath. The feeling is painful but the intensity is awesome, my prostate is being crushed and my colon is being filled to capacity by these men. They start fucking me, sometimes driving in together, sometimes one pulls out as the other drives in. I find that I'm loving the sensations of pleasure and pain, and I start moving my arse to try to match their movements. I start to feel them both hitting the back of my colon, I know I've got them both fully embedded inside me, the thickest parts of their cocks opening my sphincter wider than ever. The sensations of these two cocks takes me to the point of orgasm, but it's so different to the usual cum. My arse cannot squeeze shut and I feel a continuous pleasure and realise that my muscles are trying to ejaculate but nothing is coming out, a continuous orgasm that just adds to the pleasure pain cycle. Bobby's breathing is more laboured, I feel his finger nails biting, scratching my arse cheeks as he drives into me. Devon is holding my hair, his other hand over my face, his thumb pressing into my mouth. I'm being used like a rag doll by these guys. 'Take it, you whore,’ cries Bobby, 'take my AIDs, I'm cumming in your dirty hole.’ I don't feel the semen but I feel his cock throb in my ring as he fired jet after jet of infected cum into my torn and scratched rectum. He falls back sated, but there's no relief as his Viagra erection remains stiff within my arse. My hole feels wet and I know that Bobby's semen is coating the inside of my arse, his virus fighting it's way into my blood stream., Devon is still pounding and pulls my body back against his. His savage thrusts suddenly find the entrance to my inner bowels again through my already tortured second sphincter. Each thrust penetrates my core as he drags my head back to his, his cock dragging against Bobby's, as it drives through my arse. Someone grabs my exposed cock, I hadn't realised I was still hard, I hadn't realised how many guys were watching us. They roughl yank my foreskin up and down, too hard, too painful, but it has the effect of bringing me to another painful orgasm, my muscles trying to contract against the two cocks still inside me. As I cum Devon bellows, driving into me, delivering his poz semen deep into my intestines, five, six, more thrusts, I think his cum must be reaching my stomach. Devon falls forward onto me, I'm crushed between him and Bobby. I have to roll to one side to be able to breathe, both cocks are dragged from my hole followed by a torrent of fluid. I reach to my still open hole to gather some of the liquid, it's mostly white but tinged with red, at least I'm not bleeding too badly I realise. The little booth is full of men, maybe 8 or 9. A cock is pushed at my face, uncut and smelly, but I open my mouth to suck it. It tastes of piss but also arse, I wonder where it's been but dutifully clean it, swallowing the foul mess from under the foreskin. My body is dragged around to the edge of the bench. A cock enters my arse, I hardly feel it I'm so stretched, but I feel the legs against mine, pubic hair sctraching my arse cheeks. I want to complain, to say no, but the fat guy with his cock in my mouth is holding my head as he fucks deep into my throat. Devon is there at my ear again. 'You've turned them on mate, you better let them use you. It's the busy time now, they are queueing out there, it's a bit of a frenzy.’ Do I try to stop it or go with the flow? At least I still have my poppers...

Chapter IV. Tom, Ray, and Will had split up to tell everyone there that some new guys were here taking loads. Tom led us to a florescent-lit garage with two benches in the middle of the room. There were maybe six guys there, mostly naked and mostly hard. Tom led us to the benches and positioned me and my boy facing each other on our bellies, with our asses up and ready for the men's use. He tossed us both a bottle of poppers and we took a few deep hits. Tom led a stranger up to my boy's ass and the guy slipped right in. I watched my boy seethe with lust. Someone came up to me from behind and entered me. I somehow resisted the urge to see what he looked like. He fucked me for a few minutes and came in me. The guy fucking my boy finished too. One after another, every person in the room fucked one or both of us. We were both out of breath and dripping with sweat and seed. Tom scooped up my boy and Will and Ray helped me to a steam room. There were a few guys playing in the steam, but it was too thick to see the action. The sound of fucking reverberated off of the walls. The fat old man from the locker room was there and he pulled me to him. He placed me on his lap but I was too worn out to ride him. I slumped over his fat chest and held on while he pumped me. Tom got my boy to his knees and worked his fingers into his ass. I watched as the old man pumped at my ass as Tom got four fingers and his thumb in my boy's ruined cunt. My boy moaned as he went farther. I watched him take Tom's whole hand to the wrist. His eyes were glazed over and he moaned as he was fisted for the first time. The fat man under me jiggled his hips signaling that he was cumming in me. I thanked him for his load and eased off of him. Tom took my hand and pulled his fist out of my boy. He smeared the cum and ass juice all over mine and formed my fingers into the right shape. I was shocked at how easily my whole hand slipped inside my boy's cummy hole. It felt so silky and so hot. Tom got behind me and stood me, leaning back into his sexy furry chest. He eased my hand in and out of my boy who laid there nearly passed out. Tom told me to grab my cock. I did and he shook his head saying, 'No with your other hand…' I pulled my hand out of my boy's slackened hole and grabbed my dick. 'Fuck him…' I didn't so much as slide into my boy's ass as I scooped it in. There was no friction. 'No. Fuck him with your hand on your dick.' I pulled out and grasped my cock and inserted my whole hand and my cock into him. My boy groaned into the tile bench. I would never have though my boy's hole could be so open. Tom slid into my own loose hole and pounded my body into my boy. He was fucking both of us. Will and Ray appeared out of the mist and jerked each other off watching the three of us rutting. Tom told me he was going to cum in me, and I begged him to fill me up with his POZ seed. When he started firing inside me, I could only feel wetness sloshing around. That filthy sensation made me cum, I jerked myself off with my hand and dick planted inside my boy. Tom backed out of me and I backed out of my boy. It felt like his ass was turning inside out as I withdrew. Ray and Will approached his gaping rosebud and shot their loads into my boy. We went to a heated pool area and I saw a creamy puddle rise to the top of the water oozing out of our asses. My boy and I were so exhausted. The guys helped us pull ourselves together and poured us into the car. We both fell asleep as Tom drove us home. The guys got us tucked into bed and cleaned up the living room. The next morning, my boy and I took turns fucking each other before we got out of bed. On the coffee table in the living room was a note from Tom: Hey guys. Welcome to the brotherhood. Between the two of you, you took over twenty loads last night. Take some time to process the world you've joined. Take care of each other. See you again soon. -Tom Clipped to the note were two annual membership cards to the fuck club. We knew we'd be back soon.

Happened to me this weekend. Had a great Arab guy hit me up on Scruff. He was visiting New Orleans for Mardi Gras and I live right next to a few hotels so I often get lucky. He was a straight man. Hairy beast in his mid forties, huge 8” dick, 6’4” and 300lbs, built like a beast. My perfect type. Invited me over to his room. I go in and he opens the door buck naked in a pair of black socks. He is hotter than his pics. I go in and he locks the door behind me. Inside I see two other Arab men similar age, one of them a thinner leaner guy about 6’1” and another more chubby guy about 5’11”. They’re both sitting there on the couch in their smelly socks and stroking their cocks. The chubby guy with a nice curved 7” cock and the thinner guy has the thickest beer can thick 9” cock. I turn around and look at the top I was talking to. He smiles and shrugs, “Three men is better than one, no?” I had no idea what do do. I quickly just got down on my knees and started to gulp down on the skinny guy’s cock while playing with the chubby guy. Spent the next half hour deep throating them and choking on their cocks before they took turns plowing my hole. Tall top went first and pushed in without using any lube except my spit. All the while I had the other two’s cocks interchangably in my mouth. He went on for about a good fifteen minutes before he loudly started to grunt and inseminated me. The chubby guy went next. His curve definitely rearranged my internal organs. He was faster and came in less than five minutes. The thin man went last, and even though I had just been fucked by two guys, it really hurt bad and I screamed. I tried to push him out but the other two held me down. He kept forcing his donkey dick in me. And went on for what seemed like forever but was probably about twenty minutes while his friends laughed and made fun of me calling me a dirty slut and whore. And just before he came he looked straight into my eyes and said, “iinaa amtalakak” (I own you!). And spit in my mouth and then groaned loudly as he spasmed inside me. Once he was done he slapped my face and the other two let go of me. From that point on, they literally just ignored me and pretended I didn’t exist. I quickly grabbed my clothes and thanked them. They still refused to acknowledge me and continued to laugh and joke in Arabic. They didn’t know I understood Arabic in bits. I gathered they were talking about how my “pussy” was tighter than their wives but that it no longer was gonna be tight anymore. I smiled. Then quietly left with three loads and a fucking hot memory for life....

The anonymous cock in my arse pulls out and I feel a gush of cum follow it, running down my arse crack. I feel for my hole, it feels wide open and semen is dripping out. I collect some on my fingers and taste it, it's a devine taste of cum and my arse juices. A thought flits through my head, I don't know his status and he filled my hole with his seed, then I think but I know I've taken two HVL loads this evening, it hardly matters if he's poz! Devon is still lying next to me. ‘My mate wants a piece of your arse he tells me, ‘his cock is quite special though…’ Mate of Devon's? ‘Is he Poz?’ I ask. ‘Oh yeah, very’ Devon replies, ‘but the special bit is that his cock has a few piercings. I'm sure you could take them, but they can be too much for some guys….’ Shit, I think, if he's asking me first it must be special. I wonder what the piercings might do to my already abraded hole, and he's sure to dump another ‘very poz’ load of semen inside my body. But I've always enjoyed a bit of pain, and I feel totally out-of-it at the moment with the poppers, adrenaline, and the intensity of what I'm doing. ‘Yeah, mate’ I hear myself whisper, ‘I'll do anything tonight.’ I feel Devon’s mouth cover mine and we kiss. I reach for his wondrous cock and find it hard, I think that I need to have him again later. There's a guy the other side of me, he's been running his hands over my chest, squeezing my nipples, working my cock that is still so hard it feels almost ready to split! He is feeling between my arse cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘This is Shaun’ Devon tells me, ‘My mate..’ I sit up and reach for Shaun’s cock. Devon’s monster may have made me gasp but Shaun’s almost made me run! His cock was equally as long as Devon’s, and it was thick and veiny. But the metalwork that i encountered was something else! I expected a PA, maybe a ring or a barbell. I could feel that Shaun was circumcised, and I felt three thick bars passing through his cock head, each with a polished ball on each end. These were at different angles, creating a star of stainless steel - I could only guess what this would feel like travelling in and out of my arse. Then, as I explored further, I found a series of rings through the skin along the underside of his cock. Thick rings, each with a ball in it, fuck knows how they were put in. The first is about an inch down his shaft from his cock head and there must have been eight of them finishing just before his balls. And to add to this he had barbell piercings along the top of the shaft, I counted six or seven, all with balls on each end! My head was spinning, I wondered what this cock would feel like inside me. And I couldn't imagine what those piercings on the top and bottom of his shaft would feel like passing through my sphincter. I almost decided I couldn't do it, the cock itself would be a stretch, but the piercings, what would they do to my hole? But before I could say no Shaun grabbed me and turned me onto my front, my bare feet on the sticky floor. He pushed me down onto the bench, I found myself laying on my stomach with my arse exposed. ‘Get some poppers mate,’ he told me, ‘you know you want to try it!’ I got the little brown bottle under my nose, closed one nostril and breathed. Deep. Long. Four or five breaths in through one nostril, then the same through the other. My heart raced, my head spun, my cock raged, stiff, trapped under me, my blood coursed through me in excitement. Shit, I knew I was going to let him! Shaun’s cock head was resting in the cleft of my arse, I could feel the cold steel bars between my buttocks. I pressed back against him, the poppers starting to work. I could feel my hole start to stretch. Then I felt his fingers starting to work the bars that cross his cock head through my muscle. One was inside me, then two, then the third. I realised they were so long that they seemed to trap just inside my inner hole, before his engorged bulbus cock head burst through into me. It wasn't really painful as I had been stretched so much earlier, and the three loads of cum were lubing my passage, but it was a weird feeling of the cold steel and the hot meat forcing my muscle to widen as they enter. And, I thought, the hot meat inside my body was a very poz cock. He then started to press more of his cock into me. First I felt the star of steel pushing, pressing, working through my rectum. Hard smooth bars, round steel balls, opening me up so differently than the cocks that went before. I know there are no pain receptors in the rectum, so if it feels uncomfortable what the fuck is that thing doing inside me? But then the first of the rings underneath his cock starts pressing through my sphincter. His thick cock shaft is stretching my muscle to capacity anyway, so this new intrusion stretches my ring, pulls it inward, before the steel ring drags past the muscle, through into my arse. But before the ring is fully in one of the barbell piercings on the top of his cock starts forcing my hole open, reaming past my stretched hole which is forced to open to allow it's passage. And then the next ring piercing scrapes through into me. And so it continues, one at a time the piercings would pull, stretch skin and muscle, force muscle against its will and then pop through. One by one, top then bottom. All of these sensations are driving me wild, and this is just him entering my arse. Slowly his cock head reams its path through my guts - he is taller than me and his cock is smashed against my prostate, the rings rubbing against the sensitive gland. My arse started to feel full again, familiar feelings, Shaun’s cock is filling me to capacity. He reaches the end, I knew that the steel piercings of his cock head were now pressing against the rear of my rectal void, I wondered if it could push through into my intestines the way Devon’s cock head had, but before I could try to move to allow it Shaun began to withdraw. As his shaft moved through my hole all of his shaft piercings pulled out through my sphincters again. I groaned at this sensation, he pulled outside more quickly than he had entered making the feelings more intense. But then, before I could process this, he was pushing back in again! My hole was pummelled, my prostate pounded as he started to fuck in and out of me, the fucking quickly created sensations that were so extreme, they were painful but so erotic. As I snorted more poppers I felt my arse muscles start to spasm. My body was unable to control the stretching being imposed by Shaun's cock and my muscles were struggling to adjust. This, along with the continual massage that my prostate was receiving, rapidly took me toward another orgasm But the anal stimulation being caused by Shaun's fucking prevented me reaching the point of release, thiis was such an intense feeling. My balls were boiling and I wanted to cum so badly but could only concentrate on Shaun's murderous cock head doing its worst inside my rectum, his piercings sawing in and out through my tortured hole, and my muscles trying but failing to clench his thick cock shaft. I tried to reach my cock to wank it but Shaun took hold of my hand and twisted my arm behind my back. His other hand was on my shoulder pinning me to the bench. ‘Just enjoy the fuck, bitch’ he snarled, ‘you don't cum til I let you.’ My cock was trapped, rubbing between my stomach and the edge of the bench, but the rubbing wasn't enough to make me cum. His fucking was now faster, one second my colon felt so full with his cock head bars ramming into my arse wall, then I was empty and my hole felt like it was being turned inside out. His cock was running the full depth of my arse, his shaft piercings being wrenched in and out of my hole, again and again, my prostate being mashed by his meaty pierced shaft. He drove in and out of me, faster, deeper, shagging my hole, grating my ring. Then he reared up, both hands on my buttocks pulling himself higher, his cock driving deeper into me. I felt the familiar feeling deep inside as his cock head hit the same point that Devon had, but the bars through Shaun’s glans made the passage around into my colon more difficult. The deep intrusion hurt, but when I tried to pull against it this caused his cock to travel even deeper. Then the out stroke pulled the metalwork back out, through my colon, the shaft piercings dragging my sphincter out, the rings under his shaft dragging, one at a time, past my prostate. He fucked into my inner opening again and again. Finally I started to cum, but this made my arse clench against the tortuous cock, doubling the sensations that his piercings were producing, causing me to cry out in ecstasy and pain. I tried to stop my arse clenching but that made it worse. He kept fucking, I kept cumming, an intense orgasm that just seemed to open the passage from my balls, cum pouring out of my cock as my arse tried to clench onto his. My cum seemed to last an eternity, and throughout the unrelenting fucking continued. ‘I'm gonna breed you!’ he finally cried, ramming deep into me again. In my head I saw his thick toxic semen spraying into my hole, I imagined the pressure building behind the star of steel before forcing past as a jet of poison, spraying against the soft, mashed and abraded tissues of my intestines. He rammed deep, four, five, six, more, until he eventually collapsed, falling forward onto my back. Spent. I hoped he'd not caused any damage inside my arse, but then thought about the massive load of ‘very poz’ cum that he had just deposited. I'm definitely damaged I thought to myself. He slowly extracted his cock from my arse. He had softened but was still long and thick, I felt every lump and bulge as they left my hole. Once he was out I moved round and leant over to worship his weapon, taking his cock into my mouth, managing to get the pierced head and part of his shaft past my teeth. As I leant over I felt another pair of legs move up to my arse and a long cock slid up my back. Looking behind me I recognised the shape as being Devon. I shook my head but his fingers were in my hole. I stood up. ‘No more, mate’ I tell him, leaning back to kiss him. ‘I'm fucked.’ ‘Come with me’ he replies. Taking my hand he leads me from the darkroom, along the corridor into one of the private booths. On the bench is Bobby, lying on his back, his cock hard in his hand. He looks worse in the light of the booth, his cheeks are sunken, his stomach distended, lesions on his arms, legs, stomach. But his cock is hard as he slowly slides the foreskin back and forth over the head, precum glistening as it drips onto his bony fist. ‘Do you think you could take us both?’ asked Devon. The idea scared me, I'd never been DPd before. Bobby isn't massive, but Devon is. AIDS cock and high viral POZ cock inside me together? Devon hands me my poppers. ‘Have a few breaths of this before you decide…’

My eyes had now become more accustomed to the darkness in the room but I still could really only just make out shapes. I could tell that the guy now standing by the fuck bench was much darker skinned than Bobby, the AIDS ridden man who had just filled my arse with his toxic load. But it wasn’t until this new guy leant forward to speak to me that I realised he was West Indian. ‘Hey, I’m Devon’ he told me, ‘You liked Bobby’s cock then?’ he asked as his fingers entered my hole. ‘His cum feels hot in your arse, ready for another load?’ Sitting up I reached out to this big black guy, I found that he was much less skinny than Bobby. He had a mat of short curly hair on his chest and his arms were strong and muscled. But it was when I reached his cock that I found his greatest attribute. I gasped and he chuckled. ‘Think you can handle it?’ he asked. ‘How big is it?’ I asked, astonished by how thick and long it was. It seemed to pulse in my hand and I found that my fingers didn’t reach around the shaft which started thick but widened even more at the centre before tapering off toward his balls. But it was the head on it that was so amazing, it felt like an apple under a thick foreskin, it must have been twice as wide as his shaft. ’Near 11 inches’ he drawled, ‘and not many guys manage to get the head through their ring first time, well not easily’ he laughed. I had to taste him, I leant forward and tried to take that enormous knob into my mouth. I slid his foreskin back and nursed on his glans, he tasted strong, manly, his pre-cum was metallic as it coated my tongue. It felt enormous in my mouth, I wondered if it really was too big for my arse. He pushed me away. ‘I’ll stretch your throat open later if you think you can take it, but it’s your arse I want first. I want to sink my cock into Bobby’s cum and make sure it’s massaged nice and deep inside you.’ He knelt down, lifting my legs so that he could rim my hole, cleaning away Bobby’s cum that had leaked from me. Then he stood and we kissed, him sharing the cum and arse juices that he had just collected. I could taste my arse, Bobby’s cum, Devon’s mouth, our tongues duelling as we devour each other. ‘I love Bobby’s aids cum’ he tells me, as he collects more on his fingers and feeds it to me. ‘I’m high VL too, not been on meds for months, but not nearly as high as Bobby is.’ My stomach tightens again, what the fuck am I doing here? Should I get out now? But my cock was as hard as I have ever felt, the eroticism of the scene, my arse still tingling from being comprehensively bugged just a few minutes before and the anticipation of trying to take this monster inside me. Once more the brown bottle comes out, I take a couple of draws on the bottle before offering it to Devon, thoughts of making my escape gone. ‘I want to fuck you without for now’ he tells me, ‘the poppers will make me cum too quickly. But you keep them to hand, you’re gonna need them mate.’ He roughly lifts my legs back up, making me fall back on the bed. I manage to open my lube bottle and slather some onto his cock, but then he’s over me. I feel his bulbous cock head against my ring, starting to stretch me open. He presses harder, I feel my hole stretching to the maximum, but I’m not open enough to let him in yet. It starts to hurt like fuck, it feels like my ring will tear apart if he goes any deeper. ‘Take some deep breaths of your poppers mate’ he tells me, ‘then let me know when you are ready for me to try again.’ I take deep breaths from the poppers bottle, feeling the chemicals course through my lungs into my blood stream, reaching my brain, I try to will my arse to relax. ‘I’m about ready…..’ I start, but am stopped as Devon pulls back before viciously ramming forward. It feels like a cricket ball is rammed through my muscle, I actually scream with the pain, I wonder if he’s torn me. My ring clamps back behind his cock head, I feel my arse muscles twitching around the shaft itself, that alone being bigger than any I’ve ever received before. He pauses with his massive cock head just inside me. ‘Fuck, you bastard’ I cry through my tears, ‘I wasn’t fucking ready!’ He laughs. A deep sinister sound. ‘You’d never have taken it if I’d not made you, mate, and remember, it’s gonna hurt just as much when I pull it out!’ My head spins with the sensations, I start to wish I’d not come here tonight. But I realise that this is what I really do need, what I’m meant to do. I’ve always known I will get knocked up sometime, I’ve barebacked for years, so what better way than this? And I can always go to hospital in the morning to get PEP if I want, but I know already that I’m lying to myself. Devon presses forward and drives more of his shaft through my obscenely stretched arse. I think that no cock will feel the same after this. It feels like a mini fist is travelling through my rectum, that enormous cock head pushing past the fragile tissue of my arse, forcing a path to open up around it. I’ve never felt anything like this before, I’ve never been fisted and never done it to anyone else, afraid of the damage that it seems to do the guys who do. After this I reckon I could take a fist if the hand was small enough Devon starts working my hole with his awesome cock, he would push a couple of inches in, then draw back out. Then harder in again, then out until his cock head was pulling my sphincter out. Then that ride back through me, pushing even deeper into my guts. He reaches a stop. I feel him press against the rear of my rectum causing a dull pain, surely he can’t try to get more in? He pulls out, then aims his cock to one side, pressing hard against the wall again. And again he drives and again it stops, he tries again, battering, bruising, it fucking hurts. ‘Woah, no more’ I tell him, ‘that’s as far in as I can take.’ I push against his chest, try to stop him pounding my guts. I realise now that he’s stronger than I thought, so much stronger than I am. I’m truly at his mercy, I have no way to stop this big guy raping my hole. I hear him chuckle again, coldly, determined. No words, he just continues to pound the wall of my intestines, I worry he’s going to rupture something inside me. His strong arms are holding my legs against his chest as he rams again. And again. Trying different angles. I consider shouting out, shouting rape, would anyone stop his brutal assault? Suddenly his cock finds an opening, I feel a deep, different ache as his cock head forces through a restriction inside me, I know he has passed my second opening. I’d heard of guys doing this but hardly even believed it was possible. But I know for sure that this is what is happening, that his cock head is forcing its way into my intestines, stretching me internally. It still hurts but it’s different, a stretching sensation that I’ve never felt before, more like it’s something that shouldn’t happen, but not really painful. His cock head is managing to straighten my intestines, allowing him to slide in deeper. Then I feel it, his scratchy pubes pressing against my tender arse ring, I know I’ve taken him all. He rests a moment, his cock cooking inside my hot bowels. I realise that there are shadows all around us, there must be eight or ten guys watching. I reach out, feel a leg, a cock is put in my hand. I draw it to my mouth and suck it, it tastes of arse, of lube, I know I’m sucking a cock that has not long been inside another guys hole, its uncut and I lick under the foreskin, cleaning fuck knows what from around this anonymous guys cock head, his balls smell of fucking and sweat and cum, this is the sleaze that I love about this place. Other hands are massaging my nipples, I feel a hand trying to reach under Devon to feel my stretched hole, squeezing his balls. Someone is trying to suck my cock. Devon pulls his cock head out of my deepest ring, I feel a short relief but immediately he pushes back in. He repeats this, the sensation making me buck against him, relief and then pain, again and again, I know he is stretching me open, I feel him loosening me up. Then he starts to fuck me. His strokes get longer and longer, each time he bottoms out inside me, soon he is pulling all 11 inches out to the maximum, then making long slow strokes back into my intestines, undoubtedly driving Bobby’s toxic seed deeper and deeper into my body. His cock head repeatedly drives past my prostate, then back into me, then out to my arse ring to stretch the muscle outward. He is driving me to distraction with the mixture of pleasure and pain, the overriding sensation is pain, it hurts but I fucking love the hurt, my bowels being churned, tissues being bruised, muscles forced to open against the natural control of my body. The hands continue to caress my body, my nipples are twisted and squeezed, another cock is driven into my throat, balls against my lips, hands feel Devon’s cock, as he slides in and out. I hear one guy say ‘the whore is taking it bareback.’ Another guy tuts, sounds disgusted. My legs are free, sometimes I squeeze them around Devon’s body, sometimes he grabs them, I am wet with my sweat, I feel Devon’s sweat drip onto me. He starts to get faster, I don’t know how long he has been fucking me, his cock is driving now like a big piston, his cock head driving through me, he is groaning, someone is wanking my cock, then they squeeze my balls, a shot of different pain, but the cock in my mouth stops me complaining. It’s a long thin cock, the guy pushes it into my throat and holds it there, cutting off my oxygen, before pulling back out. My whole world is these cocks, these anonymous men using my body, nothing else matters. Devon takes a slightly different angle and his cock head smashes into my prostate, my cock jerks as I shoot off volley after volley of cum, my hole unable to clamp down means that my orgasm is intense and seems unending. The pressure of my hole around Devon’s shaft makes him slow, then he rams deeper than ever, if that is possible, he bellows as he shoots his seed, toxic waves of semen, I don’t feel it but I know that his cock head is again deep inside my intestines. Surely his cock head must be blocking the semen from returning, so it can only travel deeper into my body. I remember him telling me about his high viral load, I realise that there is no stopping the virus that is being injected into the deepest recesses of my body. Absorbing through the walls of my intestines, into god know how many tears, cuts, abrasions that these two guys have caused inside me as they pounded my guts. I black out. I guess the mixture of Viagra and Poppers, the lack of oxygen from the cock in my throat, the intensity of my orgasm. I come to, my hole is empty but within seconds a cock is pushing in, smaller, not so long, I realise its another man A voice at my ear, Devon’s. ‘Never fucked a guy that deep the first time he’s been with me before, mate. Think my cum must be up in your stomach! These guys are queueing up to have a go, that ok with you?’ I think that I’ve really had enough. The cock in my arse isn’t doing it for me to be honest and I think about rolling away from him. But I feel him ram deep into me and cry out as he has already reached his climax. I snort more poppers, the thought that I’ve taken three loads of strangers cum and there were more waiting made my cock harden again with excitement. Fuck it, I think. I nod. ‘Yeh, I tell him, I want everything they can give me.’

Last week I had an early meeting in Edinburgh. I couldn't get a train early enough to get me to Edinburgh in time for the meeting and so I travelled up on the afternoon before, booking an AirBnB apartment for the night. Some years ago I spent quite a bit of time in Fife and spent many evenings in Edinburgh, enjoying the gay scene, including No 18 sauna. It's neither the biggest or most up to date sauna, but I loved the slightly seediness of both the sauna and some of its clientele! When I booked the apartment I made sure the one I chose was in walking distance of No 18, thinking I'd spend the evening there. I'd read that the building that housed the sauna was to be sold shortly, and it's still not sure whether the new owner will keep the venue open, so I thought I'd have an evening there for old times sake! Over the years I've started barebacking more and more, although my local sauna in the Midlands always seem to have far too many bottoms and I'd not been fucked in probably a couple of years. So, despite taking raw seed for many years, and fucking guys bareback, I've remained neg, probably more by luck than judgement! I'd considered getting PrEP a few times, but the small-town GUM clinic at our local hospital didn't seem to believe in the benefit of it and haven't been forthcoming in providing it. Not wanting the expense of buying it out of pocket, I was therefore still unprotected unless I used the dreaded condoms - that I detest. Condoms had also become less available in my local saunas - another excuse I know, I'm not really a chaser but the risk was also pretty exhilarating! After showering, freshly shaving everywhere, cleaning out and popping a Viagra, I took the short walk in the rain to Albert Place, glad of the heat when I entered the familiar entrance. I got the impression the facilities hadn't seen much attention in the years since I was last there, but it was warm and seemed clean. The guy on reception was quite cute and welcoming. I've always find the Scots to be very hospitable, and much more generous than their stereotype suggests. After stripping and putting my things into my locker I took a quick shower, having found doing so leaves my towel more secure. I found more guys in the sauna than I had dared to expect, particularly as on more than one occasion in the past I had found that sauna rather dead. I remembered in the past the place was pretty dead some nights. I returned to my locker and picked up my poppers and a small tube of lube, then I headed downstairs to the area where I expected to find the cubicles and dark room. An older, very skinny guy passed me on the stairs and took the opportunity to squeeze my cock through my towel, his touch and the V making my cock lurch. "Nice," he grinned, ‘I'll come and find you later." As I reached the darkroom my V induced hard-on was causing my towel to tent, and so I took my towel off and draped it around my neck as I waited for my eyes to become accustomed to the dark. A hand took hold of my hard cock, then a Scottish voice with a raspy, breathless element stated, rather than asked "You ready for some action." As he stroked my cock, he squeezed my left nipple with his other hand. Now, I have incredibly sensitive nipples that seem to be wired directly to my cock!, so I was not complaining. He moved me further into the pitch-black room where my legs found the edge of the padded bench on which I remembered having been fucked on earlier trips to the sauna. "Yeah," I answered, "but I really want to get fucked - at least the first time." His mouth was on mine. He had the stubble of at least a couple of days, and the taste of cigarettes was barely masked peppermint. As we kissed I ran my hands over his body. He too was skinny, his stomach paunched, with no real muscular definition. He had some lumps on his arms and back. I found his cock. It was hard, long, perhaps as much as eight or eight and a half inches. It wasn't too thick but was very veiny. I found the reason: he was wearing a tight cock ring behind his balls, balls that were large and as stubbly as his face. His cock head was hooded in a loose foreskin, the opening was wet with viscous precum. His fingers were at my hole. The lube I had used on myself before leaving the flat had dried a but, but fortunately the Vaseline I'd added was still slippery. "Will I be your first today?" he asked, pressing a finger inside me. "Yeah, if we fuck you'll be my first today." Then I felt another hand on my balls. Although I could see nothing and no one, someone else was apparently there as my Scot with a raspy voice was fully occupied simultaneously stroking my cock and working my ass. "‘I'm ready to fuck a tight hole," he breathed into my ear. "Your's feels perfect. I'll prepare you for the other guys." "Shit," I thought, "his finger nails are sharp inside my arse. He's gonna leave me sore," I thought. The second and third fingers he slipped into my ass quickly induced my hole to open-up properly, although the pain his rough, dry fingers was causing was considerable. A mouth found my cock, which left me thinking three guys were working on me. Next thing I knew I was turned around and pushed down to sit on the bench. Hands pushed me onto my back and other hands pulled my legs up, my ankles rested on the wasted guy's bony shoulders, his cock head seeking out my arse. "I've got lube," I tell him. "My precum is all I want," he gasped in reply, his cock making contact with my hole. He pressed forward. I could feel his foreskin roll back as his cock head passed through my stretched sphincter. It hurt, but it was a familiar hurt. It would pass. The guy gasped and thrust deeper into my arse, my my hole stretching and pulling around his cock shaft. Idly I thought "Damn, I hope his cock doesn't rip me open." He leaned all the way over, bringing his mouth to my ear, which had the effect of pushing his stiff shaft further into my arse. "Fuck mate, my bare cock feels good in your cunt," he announced, adding "I'm gonna fuck you hard." For a second I wonder what I was doing. The man was quite obviously not well. I hoped he was on PrEP. I grasped my bottle of poppers and took two long draws, one through each nostril. The chemical reached my brain and all the anxiety evaporated. He pressed his bony hands against my chest to push himself into an upright position. With another gasp, he withdrew his cock, and then drove himself back in - hard. Reaching down, I was able to gauge his dry shaft still has a few inches before he was fully buried in my hole. Spitting in my hand, I managed to lube my hole a bit in an interval between his thrusts. This time, aided by my spit, his inward stroke allowed the thickest portion of his cock to pass through my sphincter. His pubes were now grazing against my balls. He commenced a slow, steady fucking, sometimes using short thrusts, other times pulling back until his foreskin was the only bit still inside my ass. I was fortunate my my arse tends to produce it's own lube, as the pain of getting fucked was short-lived, allowing me to enjoy the sensation of his cock massaging my prostate. I snorted more poppers, my head spun. Taking hold of his bony arms, I clutched him as his sweat dripped from his head, onto my chest, onto my face, into my mouth, and, even in my eyes. My hands migrated to his shaved head where I explored his skull. He slid a couple of fingers into my mouth. I sucked with pleasure. I wanted all of this man inside my body. Again he leaned forward, but this time he asked "Are" gasp "you" gasp "on" gasp "PrEP?" I didn't reply. Obviously I knew I wasn't. The question was "What should I infer from his question?" My head shakes side to side, not really saying no, rather just reacting to the ferocity of his fucking. It was dark,. I could barely make out the shape of his body. Again his lips were at my ear. "Hope your fucking PrEP is working mate," the commented, taking a slight break from fucking, his cock deep inside my hole. "‘I'm full blown AIDS mate, viral load off the fucking scale. And guess what? That pulsation you feel in your hole is my seven day load pumping into your fucking bowels!" I feel between his buttocks. Sure enough - his arse cheeks were clenching as his body pumped wave after wave of toxic semen into me. I opened my poppers again. One, two, three, four breaths of the chemical and my head spun, my heart pumped. I pressec my arse against his pulsating cock, clenching tightly to hold him in my arse, trying to fuck back against him. But he was spent, his sweaty chest rests on mine as his body fights for oxygen. After a moment his cock, now limp after having delivered it's payload, slipped from my hole. Pressing himself up, he gave me a kiss. His drool oozed into my mouth. "Thanks mate," he whispered. "Can my buddy have a go now?" I nod. "Yeah," I told him. "I'm ready for more." As he pushes away from my he slaps my arse. I feel another body move between my legs, lifting them to rest my ankles on two more bony shoulders. My anxiety returns, soon to be quelled by more poppers...

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No load refused means no load refused!! Though I will say when as a cumdump bottom u first make the decision to go “no load refused” its exciting and takes determination. My first time when I said I would take any cock, it was difficult when I was face down and ass exposed to everyone. The first few guys that I thought “no way I want them mounting me and breeding me” I just closed my eyes and let it happen! The second guy was very obese and I did not want him in me but I let it happen. I needed this to slap the arrogance out of my old self and came to find it exciting when men I used to turn down, now today, I take EVERY SINGLE COCK NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE OR WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE! That’s my role to pleasure my top no matter who they are, no matter what! I luv my attitude, i like myself more as a humble cum dump, and I love the cocks and cum I get. I’m a better cum dump bottom because I refuse no loads and no man that wants to breed me!

Wow you beat me I was 11 and my buddys dad was mid thirtys

This place was called Oscar's and was in a backstreet near the old thameslink station. As I commuted from there, I often got away early to visit the cinema on my way home. It was the sleaziest, dirtiest rough place with most guys real trolls who went for the afternoon in the hope of getting off any way they could. It wasn't exactly romantic! It was really exciting to go from my office in my suit, pay my money and descend into this sleaze pit. It smelt, it was hot, the floor was slippery and it was dark apart from the light from the screen. I'd head to the back where most guys stood and wait for some action. The first couple of times I was nervous and then I realised you had to be really obvious, so I'd drop my trousers and pants and bend over the seats in the back row. The trolls couldn't believe their luck and it wouldn't be long before I was being fucked with a queue of men waiting their turn. If only my co-workers knew I was breeding like a pig only a few hundred yards from the office!

Having a bit of a fucking power trip. Found out my exes boyfriend who I fucked has the fuck flu. It's true what they say giving is better than recieving haha. I am one fucked up beast!!!

Awesome account! I’ve been hoping to find another guy who has had experience with his brother too. I’m 27 year old guy in UK. I have been in a relationship with my younger brother for just over a year now and wondering what other guys out there have had similar experiences. I’m out and not living at home or in my home town but my bro is only recently 18 and still at home. He is able to visit at my place no probs, so it’s not under our parents noses. It’s not a city I live in & there are only two gay bars, so when we do go out we always bump into my gay mates and oeoole I know. My mates all love my bro and as he’s been pretty much a constant in my life for a year now and been coming out socialising with me they’re starting to ask questions. My closest mate knows the score - he saw us making out one night as bro and I were walking home to my place (I didn’t know my mate had left shortly after us as we’d left him chatting up a bloke) but he’s not said anything to our other friends. He wasn’t shocked - just surprised when he got close to the two Male figures wrapped around each other in the alley to discover it was us! Question is, what do we do about our now very curious other friends who are bombarding us with telling questions when we’re out together?!?!

I am a whore. I’ve always been a whore. I live for sucking cock and taking then raw up my ass. I live for cock and everything that comes out of cock. I was born for cock. I’ve been this way since I was a teenager. My dad caught me shoving things up my ass and decided he needed another hole to fuck besides Mom. I begged for his cock. Mom caught us fucking and freaked out. She divorced him so it was just the two of us. I didn’t care. I just wanted his cock as much as I could get it.
 
 I loved going to school with his loads inside me. I knew I was a hole. There was nothing I liked better than realizing his cum was dripping out of my hole midway through the morning. I didn’t care if anyone saw the wet spot on the ass of my pants. I wanted them to see it so they would know how much of a cum slut I was. Men realized that I was a cumdump at that point. A couple of times men smelled the cum on me and pulled me into stalls in bathrooms and bred another load into my cunt. In the mall, at school, in the park. But I didn’t care. I always wanted another load in my hole.I knew I could never say no to cock in my pussy. The only words I knew were “harder” and “breed me.” Dad loved it when I would come home with more cum in my hole than I’d left the house with.
 
 One day I came home from the mall with two extra loads in my pussy that weren’t there when I left (horny, fat dicked DILFs taking a break from their wives by breeding me in the bathroom) and Daddy showed me the profiles he had created on Scruff and Grindr for me. He told me that he was arranging for new men to use my pussy. I think he really got off on whoring out his own son, and I certainly wasn’t going to argue. More cock meant more cum in my cumdump. It just showed how much Daddy loved me and knew what I wanted. Daddy loaded the apps onto my phone so I could respond directly to the men who wanted to breed me.
 
 The handle was DaddysCumdumpWhore. He sure knew just how to describe me. 
 
 I was standing there naked in my room and saw his fat cock in his shorts. I leaned down and unbuttoned them and the cock that made me sprang and slapped me on the face. “You always want my cock in your pussy son?,” he leered at me, knowing I couldn’t say no. “First, better lick up the stranger cum that’s leaking out all over the floor. Don’t make a mess, you fucking whore.” I leaned down and, sure enough, drops of precious cum were leaking out of my ass. I licked them up off the tile, and immediately hopped on the bed and stuck my ass in the air. “Please Daddy?”
 
 Daddy leaned down and I could feel his beard on my cunt. He started licking my cummy hole and making me moan and push my ass back onto his sexy, bearded face. 
 
 “How many loads did you get at the mall, baby boy?” 
 
 “Just two daddy, one of them was really hairy, and had a really fat cock. I thought we were going to get caught, I was moaning so loud and begging him for his cum. Lucky that one bathroom where you fucked me the first time has a lock and only one toilet.”
 
 “I taught you well how to be a slut, son. Fuck baby, it tastes like he shot a two week load of sperm inside you.”
 
 Daddy leaned up and kissed me, giving me a nice thick load of sperm that, moments before had been inside my well bred cumdumpster. This was what I lived for. Daddy spit some of the cum out onto his hand and rubbed it over the head of his fat uncut dick and shoved it all the way inside me with one push. I moaned loudly and said “thank you Daddy! Fuck I love it when you ram it into me hard. Now breed me hard, use those strangers’ cum to lube up my cunt. I always need a hard fuck from you Daddy!”
 
 He was still ramming his dick up my ass when, 15 minutes later, the first guy responded to one of my online profiles,. Daddy stopped fucking me with his cock shoved all the way inside my cunt. I was in love with Daddy’s cock. He grabbed my phone off the bedside table and looked at it. “Fuck yeah, that will do.” He handed me the phone and there was a picture of a sexy boy my age, leering at the camera. He had a buzz cut, and a beard and his chest was really hairy for a 20 year old.
 
 I touched the button for the messages and read his:
 
 “Hey piggy, you look like you would be fun to breed. When can we get together so I can shove my cock up your ass?”
 
 Well. That was direct. Daddy read the message over my shoulder and laughed. “He doesn’t beat around the bush, does he son? Tell him you’re available in 15 minutes when your Dad finishes breeding your cunt.” He tossed the phone on the bed and started to ram my cunt really hard, heading for the finish line, while I begged him for his load. “Please cum in my pussy, Daddy! It needs your cum so badly. Fuck I love you Daddy! I need your load so much!!”
 
 “Fuck I love having such a whore for a son. Here you go piggy,” and with that he rammed his cock all the way inside me, hard, and I could feel his cock throbbing, squirting a huge load of the sperm that made me, up into my cunt.
 
 As soon as my Dad came in my ass, he collapsed on top of me and we spooned for a minute, but then he reminded me that I needed to respond to the hot hairy boy who wanted to breed me. I grabbed my phone and told the guy that my Dad has just freshly fucked a load into my ass and he could be next. All he had to do was send me his address.
 
 “Fuck dude! Your Dad fucked your hole? REALLY? SO fucking hot. Be here in 15 minutes!” He gave me his address. I shoved a buttplug up my ass, pulled on my jock and shorts, gave Daddy a kiss and jumped on my bike to head out.
 
 I got to the apartment building where Dean said he lived, locked up my bike and knocked on the door. The door opened and there he was. 20 years old, tall and lean and covered in body hair. He was wearing just a baseball cap and shorts and clearly no underwear. He grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. 
 
 “You party, pig? I’m already kinda high. Let’s get you spun and see what happens.”
 
 “I’ve never done that before. What’s it like?”
 
 “Oh baby, we’re gonna get you fucked UP. Hey boys, the pig hasn’t partied before!"
 
 As we walked into the living room, I could see that he was talking to three other guys, all in their early 20s. All of them were sitting watching porn, stroking New Whore Story.pdf

I just found out that a fuck bud whom I used to swap loads with in Dallas during the early years of AIDS has died. I don't know what the cause was, but it reminded me of a story I wrote about another fuck bud who died of AIDS-related pneumonia some years ago. I'm reposting here, with apologies to anyone who has already read it or a plagiarized version on other bb sites. "Obituaries" DAMN! My dick gets rock hard whenever I see a fuck bud’s face staring back at me in the obituary pages! Although I know for a fact that hundreds of pigs I’ve fucked or who fucked me over the past two decades are long gone, some have been prominent enough to merit an obit in the local paper. I always pay my respects by shooting off at least a couple of loads as I recall how hot they were. The most recent was last week. The obit said “Joe” died of pneumonia at age 51, but everyone who knew him knew that he had AIDS. He’d been full-blown for at least five years, although he managed to hang on because he had been a bodybuilder and always took great care of himself. He was a successful salesman at the company where I worked, and he retired during a period when the bug hit him really hard and he couldn’t work. Although we knew each other at work, we didn’t fuck until a couple of years ago. I’d never been interested in Joe before because breeding overly muscled guys is sometimes like trying to fuck a brick wall. But knowing Joe had AIDS flowing through his veins and muscles made him irresistible to me, and I jumped when we connected in a chat room one night and he invited me over. I was shocked to see how sunken his eyes and cheeks had become, but that only made me want to breed him more. His body still looked good (great, actually; more normal and less freakish like most bodybuilders), and I couldn’t wait to inject my death strains into his guts and boost the disease eating away at him. Like most bodybuilders I’ve fucked, he was such a hungry bottom. I’m also in great shape from regular workouts, and I easily pinned him like a slab of beef to the bed. I fucked him first on his back like a whore, ripping his muscle cunt with my fat cock and calling him my bitch while I planted my toxic loads in his decaying guts. I shoved my tongue down his throat in a deep passionate kiss, simulating the loss of breath he would feel as death finally came to take him. After a while I flipped him on to his hands and knees and fucked him like a dog, pumping my death stick past the raw, swollen lips of his rosebud and breeding him with demon seed. The bedroom was warm on a typical summer night, and the air was filled with the stench of our ripe pits as our sweat drenched his expensive satin sheets. By the time we were done, I dumped six loads of toxic juice deep inside his guts. Joe got off on being manhandled, and I got off on adding my toxic DNA to his system and feeding the AIDS that eventually would take him to the afterlife. Some of my seed began dribbling out of his ripped cunt, which I bathed and soothed with my tongue while slurping the virus infected juice to feed down his throat. His shrunken balls shot a couple of loads of his own AIDS bugs all over the bed, which I also quickly scooped up with my tongue and swallowed, savoring his diseased DNA as I added it to my own. I straddled his chest and fed my cock into his mouth, and he slobbered and licked the mixture of my hot sperm and his bloody ass juices liked the condemned man he was. To the surprise of both of us, I finally let go with a load of hot piss down his throat. At first he tried to pull away but he was hopelessly pinned like a drowning animal, and he chugged down the toxic stream until he began gagging as it leaked from his sloppy mouth. I offered my own version of last rites and baptized Joe in my evil piss from head to toe, knowing I probably would not see him again until we have both descended into the abyss of scorching lust and eternal depravity that awaits unrepentant poz pigs like us. Finally, I hugged him tightly, kissed my AIDS lover deeply and wrapped us both in the sex-soaked sheets like a shroud as we drifted off to sleep. I never saw Joe again but chatted with him online a couple of months later. He told me he’d taken another turn for the worse a little over a week after we fucked but he was feeling much better. He had more ups and downs after that, finally surrendering to the inevitability of AIDS last week. My only regret is that I wasn’t there to pump a final load into his guts as he took his last breath. I can only hope an AIDS bro will do the same for me when it’s my turn to go.

Your country is beautiful and the men are handsome and sexy

I think this is the biggest reason for the decline of these venues. In my city, we've gone from three bathhouses down to one. And even it has switched from being open 24/7 down to 14 hours/day M-F, and 24 hours on weekends. I think there's a negative feedback loop at play here. Because guys have more options available to them than in the past, fewer guys need to go to bathhouses in order to find sex. And because the baths aren't as busy as they used to be, for those of us who still want to go to the baths, it's sometimes more difficult to find what we're looking for. And after you've spent $31 to wander a deserted bathhouse a few times, you start to become more selective about when and how often you go. So then there's even fewer guys attending on a regular basis. Perhaps it would be too unwieldy to implement, but I've been wondering if a graduated pricing system might be a partial solution. This is just a rough idea, but I'm envisioning something like this: below 10% capacity, $5 rooms 11-20% capacity, $10 rooms 21-30% capacity $15 rooms 31-40% capacity $25 rooms 41-80% capacity $35 rooms 81-100% capacity $45 rooms For context, I'm basing my suggested rates off the current rate at my local bathhouse, which is $31 for a 6-hour room. In other cities, those rates might be too high or too low, but I think the overall idea would still apply. I feel like the three lowest tiers offer enough incentive to ensure that the bathhouse would rarely - if ever - be empty. The next two tiers straddle the current rate, which should allow management to stay close to current profit margins. As for the upper tier... while I would balk at paying $45 for a room under normal circumstances, I wouldn't mind paying that much at all if I knew the club was nearly at capacity. That higher rate would help offset the club's loses from the $5-10 rooms. I haven't given much thought into how to work lockers into the equation, but I'm sure something comparable could be done. I recognize that the $5 tier might be too low to prevent people from using it as a cheap way to access showers and a bed for a few hours. That one might not be tenable in the real world, but I do like having it as a way practically guaranteeing there will always be at least a few guys there. I also recognize that my proposal would make things more complicated for staff, having to be so mindful of exactly how many patrons were there at any given time. It would also require patrons to have a certain amount of trust that the club was being honest about the numbers, although there's probably a way of addressing that with technology. Anyway, I'd be really curious to hear what others - especially those with a background in the business - think of my idea. I love bathhouses. They've played an important role in my life, and they've played an important role in our communities' histories. I want to ensure they continue to survive long into the 21st century.

LUVVV foreskin. Love to nibble on it, gently tug on it with teeth. Favorite thing to is pull it back, put my tongue on the guy’s glans, then push the foreskin forward, making a kind of funnel. I then roll my tongue all around inside it. Drives them (and me) crazy!

this could all be coincidence, unlikely as it seems. or it could be a result of more places gays can meet. perhaps concern with alcoholism is part of it. also, owners often raise the rent like a gazillion % b/c they feel they can get a higher rent (though not that high probably) with a less...problematical tenant. I think it is a combo of things. would like to hear from guys in each of these places who have some info.

My god you are so fucking hot!

There’s a gay sauna in the West Midlands with a dungeon. The fuck benches are dark enough and I have taken plenty of cock there, but turn a corner and you’re in the darkest dark room you have ever been in. No light at all. The amount of loads I have taken in that dark room is tremendous

Used to go to the darkest corners of the bath house and just put my ass up and take any cock that wanted me. Not knowing what he looked like or if his cock had any noticeable STDs, all I knew is that I was getting loaded. And of course I'd lick his cock clean after he bred me. Tasting his cum, my ass, and all the other loads is something that can't be likened to most other things.

I love being bent over in a dark room, taking whatever comes my way, no question asked even better when my bf puts me in position and announces that it’s free for all a special favorite is being presented by a cock to suck and you can taster strangers ass juices and cum on it ?

That's almost as bad as saying "Frisco"

Please. Don’t ever say “San Fran.” Under any circumstances.

Technically not my last load - that happened when a sleazy vers regular fucked his cum into me whilst we played in nothing but boots and I shot my load onto the floor as I sucked his cock clean after - but... I wanted to give a salute to the tiny sauna in Bournemouth that I went to a couple of weeks ago. In the not-quite-dark-room, a young skater looking lad (shaved head, scruffy facial hair, scattershot of tats across his soft muscular body) huffed his poppers then got down on his knees to suck my cock. As he was down there, doing a bang up job of deepthroating me, another young lad (lean, skinny body, sort of innocent looking...) came in and sat beside me, offering what turned out to be a thick wedge of a cock to the skater lad, who began alternating between my cock and the lean lad's. A few other guys came into the not-quite-dark-room, but it was mainly a merry-go-round of cocksucking and kissing between the skater lad, the lean lad and myself. The skater lad was clearly wanting his arse fucked - the lean lad had at one point taken a break from all the sucking to rim him, and I'd slid a couple of fingers in him as well - and the skater lad tried to manoeuvre my bare cock into his hole. But I was being over cautious and shifted my cock out of the way, thinking that bare fucking the skater lad might scare off the innocent looking lean lad and I didn't want to ruin this hot little scene that had popped up. I needn't have worried... A few moments later, with the skater lad sitting down, the not-so-innocent lean lad backed his tight little arse onto the skater's lad bare cock. I stood in front of him and he bent forward to take my cock down his throat. I made some very intense eye contact with the skater lad across the lean lad's back as we spitroasted him and that sort of opened the barebacking flood gates... The lean lad flipped round and sucked the skater lad's cock as I slid into his arse... The skater lad stood with one foot on the seating and I stood behind him, fucking him standing as he kissed the lean lad... The lean lad slid his thick wedge of a cock up the skater lad as the skater lad sucked me... Until finally, with the skater lad on his back on the seating, getting fucked by the lean lad, I slid into the lean lad's arse, creating a horny little daisy chain fuck. A few minutes of that and I couldn't hold back any longer, I announced, twice, I was going to cum - first, out of a sort of politeness, a sort of residual concern about the lean lad's 'innocence', then a more definite second announcement, "I'm going to cum inside you", and I did and it was fucking great. At the same time, the skater lad was cumming onto himself, wanking and getting his load fucked out of him onto his stomach. The lean lad pulled out of the skater lad's arse, began wanking himself - I held his hips, kept my bare cock and my load lodged inside him, until he came, adding his load to the load on the skater lad's stomach. I let my wet cock slip out of his arse and we went our separate ways.

I have never had a doctor or nurse EVER want to use a condom with me. In all of my VAST experience in healthcare, NOT ONCE has a healthcare provider brought up a condom.

Got fucked by a “play together only” couple this weekend. The guy who set it up was a daddy who had fucked me a few times by himself and is infatuated with my tight ass. He asked me to pretend I hadn’t ever seen him. When I go over to their place, turns out his hubby is a discrete daddy that’s been breeding me for two years. Lmao. I played along. It was an amazing fuck session with each of them dropping two loads in my ass. They’re amazing tops and even better together!

I can travel to reading

Part 10 After all the men fucked my brother, and the couple that had fucked me, were done my brother and I are given another slam each before we were led out to the main party. Steven led us both out of the bedroom telling me, “Your bro is going to make me some good money. He’s already made me $3500 for that little private party. Each guy there paid me $500. Ty has his first booking next weekend with a couple of the men who just fucked him.” As Steven was letting go of my arm telling me, “Have a good time. You’ve definitely earned the money your brothers going to make getting fucked.” I kept any eye on Tyson as I looked around the room. I saw several guys I knew from working previous parties Joe has thrown. I made my way and was grabbed from behind. Looking over my shoulder to see Robert pulling me towards him and his amazing 8” cock. “Jason, I’m surprised to find you here. I didn’t think you were one of Steven’s boys.” “I’m not, I’m hungry thing a friend a favor.” Looking Duran at his semi hard cock I dropped to my knees and continued, “Let me get this hard for you.” I took the hardening cock into my mouth as it hardened my throat. Out of the corner of my eye I watched as Steven introduced Tyson to Alec. Alec kissed Ty before leading him closer towers where Robert had his stiff, rock hard cock lodged in my throat. Alec kissed my bro once more before he spun him around, dropped to his knees and began to eat my brother's cum filled ass teaching a brief moment to comment on how cummy his ass was before resuming the rim job. Robert pulled his cock from my throat, pulled me to my feet and kissed me before telling me, “Now it’s time for you to get fucked.” He turned me so that I was facing my brother as Alec seemed to be finishing up his work on eating the cum out of his ass. I felt Robert lining his cock I’ll with my hole as I watched Alec stand up, turn my brother to face him and kissed him again. I knew that Tyson was been fed a good amount of cum that Alec had just eaten from his ass at the same moment I felt Robert’s cock penetrate my ass. I met Robert's penetration as I pushed back to get his entire length inside me in one thrust. I was surprised to watch Tyson willing swallow what Alec feed to him. Robert made quick use of my ass as I then watched Alec quickly turn my brother to face me as he then mounted his ass and began to pound my brother’s ass. As I stared into my brother's eyes I could tell there was a definite change in him. I would find out after we got home exactly what those changes are in him. He was more verbal as he was getting fucked by Alec. I wasn’t sure if he understood what he was actually saying, it may have been him just repeating what he was hearing just minutes before from the group of men that fucked him in the bedroom of the suite. He’s started to say, “On yeah, fuck me….fuck me good. Breed that hole.” Then he started in with, “Fuck yeah, knock me up. Impregnate me. Give me your gift.” I wasn’t going to be out done by my brother as I could tell Robert was getting close. I stated to ask “Fuck me hard. Bred my ass. I need you to cum in me. Give me your hot, charged load.” I could tell that Alec was turned on by the talk as he suggested to Robert that they should switch after they each breed there bottom. I think the thought of this turned both on to the point where Robert was sitting into my hole. Shortly after he was done Alec filled Tyson's ass with his cum. Quickly they traded as Robert fuck my brother and Alec fucked me. This fucked lasted longer then round one. I was certainly enjoying Alec’s cock phoning in and out of my ass. Looking at Tyson I couldn't tell if he was enjoying getting fucked or couldn’t wait until Robert finally finished up with breeding his ass. Like when Alec was fucking him he began to ask Robert, “Fuck med, fuck me hard. Breed me, give me your cum.” The best off as when he says, “Impregnate me. Knock me up.” At that same moment Alec began to rabbit fuck me as I felt his cock thicken inside me then pulse as he unloaded his dirt cum inside my hole. I thanked Alec for the great fuck and especially for his cumming inside me. Robert began to really pound into my brother’s ass as he said, “You want to get knocked up? You want to be impregnated? Then take my charged load.” Tyson shouted out, “Yes, yes, knock me up. I feel you cumming inside me.” Steven rejoined us as Robert was pulling his cock from Tyson as I was ready to move on to another guy to service. Steven took Tyson to introduce him to the next guy who would fuck and breed him. I turned around to see Steven introducing my brother to Max. Max was known for his big dick and lasting a longtime when he partied. I was taken by Allen who started by eating my ass. I could tell he was eating the cum from my hole and I knew he looked feeding it to the guy the was about to fuck. When he came up to kiss me and feed me the cum from my ass. I eagerly swallowed everything he fed me. Next he quickly mounted my ass and fucked his load into me before moving on to one of the other working boys. As I moved on I saw my brother telling Allen’s fucking. I could hear my brother, with prompting from Steven, asking for Allen to cum inside him. Allen shook with all the signs of a strong orgasm . As he was breeding my brother exclaiming, “Take my dirty load.” Allen kept on fucking Tyson with that huge cock of his letting Tyson know he was going to get another lost from him. As Tyson kept taking loads from Allen I was taking by other guests to Joe’s party. I was fucked by 4 guys (Jack, Ethan, Ron and Todd) I the time that Allen fucked Tyson. Tyson was fucked by 15 guys, including the 7 that fuck him in the bedroom, while I got fucked by closer to 2 dozen guys. I could tell Tyson was ready to crash as I was starting to feel the Tina fade I my system. When we got home I took a quick shower and fell into bed. Just as iI dozed off to sleep I felt Tyson join me.

Neuk Alors, m8!

This made me shoot about a foot. Not normally into twinks but watching Austin Wolf take him past his limits and use him for his own pleasure was HOT.

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/young-slut-berlin-37776311 mau0018 Met this young 24yr old bottom in Jaxx Berlin. He already has 2 loads. His ass was so creamy and we open the doors and let the guys in the cruising watching us

Thanks guys!!! I finally tried this...I’m a total slut cum dump chaser and always go bare!! Guys who want safe, I say “no.” So after reading the above “reverse stealth” tactics I thought I would try it sometime and it happened last night. I was home and had a bbrt and adam4adam ad up for guys to stop by and breed me. Nothing major, just looking for a few loads on a Friday night. I had one cum load in me and I get a response from a very young guy on A4A that wanted to fuck me, but only safe as he had a girlfriend! That’s when I remembered this thread and told him, “sure.” Then he asks all the stuff about, “am I clean?” “am I sure?” “When did I last test?” After all that, then he asks me, “u have condoms and lube, right?” UGH, but we good bottoms do almost anything for our tops. I told him what he wanted to hear and he pissed me off so I really wanted to stealth him. He was 30 min away, so I’m going through drawers looking for condoms. I never use them so had to find one. I found one that who knows how old it was. Then my task was how do I do this so he won’t notice. I finally opened it, careful not to unroll it. I got a pin, and all I could think to do was puncture it all over with the pin. U guys have to picture me, naked, a little cum dripping down my leg, running around the house trying to find a condom, then at the table trying to figure out how to sabatoge it. Funny! He arrives, I’m naked, ass up on living room floor, condom and vasiline on floor near my ass. I took a quick look as he was undressing; cute, very tall 6’1” or 6’2”, lean, 20 something, no body hair except big, huge black bush of pubic hair, uncut, long skinny dick, but unusually thick and already hard! He fingers my ass, then says, “it’s wet, u been fucked unsafe?” I say, “no, just lubed myself up for you.” He says, “nice!” I hear him working the rubber on his thick dick. Then his fingers with a big glob of Vaseline. Then he goes in me, so nice and thick, he lays on my back, but weird with the condom, sort of cold. He starts pumping me back and forth slowly, in/out, hard and deep, he fucks a good 3 or 4 minutes faster. Then he starts pulling all the way out and and I can tell he is fussing with the rubber, but he keeps fucking me. Then all the way out again, more fussing with his cock. I swear I can feel his skin in me, then he fucks faster and faster, deep, then he explodes and yells like he dog, OMG was he loud! I can feel his cock throbbing in me releasing his sperm in me! I’m really enjoying it on my knees. Then like in 5 seconds he pulls out of me, says he needs flush the condom. He goes in bathroom, flushes, comes out quickly dresses and is gone in less that 1 minute after pulling out of me! I’ve never seen any top leave that fast. the results- he left a huge load dripping in me. I mean I’m wet all over. I tasted it and it was good cum. I went into bathroom and the condom was still floating in there; completely ragged and broken. HA! It worked. Safe boy when he was hard and horny and in my beautiful ass (if I do say so) he could not stop. I stealthed him! 20 or 30 minutes later he sends me a note on A4A, “you’re sure u r clean right?” I just responded, “Why are u asking again?”

Sorry guys I've noticed a few grammatical errors in my posts. Hopefully it doesn't affect the flow or your enjoyment of the story.

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.

Teach me your ways sir

Part 5: The Fall I was being spit roasted by two men almost double my age. Each of them intent on breeding and pozing me. And I was giving no resistance. I could feel myself embracing my new life. I could feel my daddy working open my boyhole. As he started going in deeper and hitting my inner ring. I started to flex and pull on his huge man cock. I let myself embrace the animal I was. I was a boyhole, not a man, just a boyhole. And I knew this was how my life was supposed to be. “Fuck, do you feel that boyhole opening up for me. Do you feel that boyhole accepting me. Soon my poz loaf will be deep inside you. The perfect lube to help you realize what you truly are.” Raising his leg on the mattress daddy started to pound at a different angle. I could feel the head piercing my boyclit and I knew this is what I wanted. I knew this is who I was. That life I lived outside this moment was a lie. The car. The house. The job. It was all a lie I wore so that I could thrive in this dank filthy world where I was a boyhole who wanted to please men. In that moment I realized daddy could show up to work and demand my boyhole and I would give it. My boss could walk by my desk and I would be totally willing to throw everything away if it meant getting daddy’s cock in me. Greg was stroking my hair as I slurped on his long thin Daddy cock. I knew he was next in my hole. I could see his heavy balls filled with poz cum ready to charge me up. He kept telling me what a good boyhole I was. How lucky I was that I found a daddy who cared enough to poz me and make sure I was who I was supposed to be. The poppers were placed under my nose and I was told to take three big hits each nostril. The rush hit me like a ton of bricks. My hole began to spasm as I started to spew my load. I could feel my boyhole spasm around Daddy’s cock as he started to swell and increase his pounding. “Oh Fuck Yes boyhole. Spew your last neg load. Feel me poz your boyhole.” Daddy wastes no time in pulling out of me. My went and ruined hole leaking out poz seed tinted pink from the rough breeding I had just taken. Greg ripped his cock from my mouth. “Wait no,” I begged. “Don’t worry boyhole I’m going right into you. You won’t have to wait long.” Greg said moving behind me. Daddy came around the front and offered his slimy cock to me to clean up. “Such a good boyhole.” He said while I started to clean his cock. Tasting my ass and that familiar copper taste of blood. “Taste that poz load boyhole. It’s in you now. There’s nothing to save you now. You’re a boyhole only good for one thing.” Daddy’s cock fell from my mouth. I was sweaty and dizzy from poppers and the whole atmosphere. “Poz loads daddy,” I said. Eyes going wide as Greg’s long dad cock pushed into me. Just then I looked to my right at the door that been left ajar. Several men were standing there. A gathering of disgusting men “Take a good look boyhole” He said tossing my hair, Greg grunting begins me as he fucked me. “They’re all getting a turn. They’re all here to help you embrace the new you. My wonderful poz boyhole.” The poppers were placed under my nose and I submitted willing to take everything.

Lately, I've really been turned on my Sketchy Sex vids. It's my kind of scene - trashed apartment with lots of guys coming & going, drinking, lighting up, maybe some harder drugs to get it all moving and bent over the couch is one guy (me) getting repeatedly pounded & taking loads while also sucking and swallowing loads over and over and over. Mobile phones moving all around recording the whole thing, guys verbally trash talking me, calling me a bitch, a whore, a slut - holding me down and making me take it again and again and again. I'm hard as a rock just thinking about it (but in the vid my cock wouldn't be touched at all - I'd just be some fuck holes for anyone's use). This is the same role I've played in theaters and booths for decades. so fucking hot.

Part 2: we Meet there was a smell to the air. Sterile and clean, with subtle traces of the depravity that happened here lingering somewhere behind the smell of the cleaning products. The old man working the door was nice enough. He asked for my ID and money. I bought lube and poppers while I was there. 60$ poorer I was buzzed in and received my towel. I made my way up to my room. Disrobed and out my towel around my waist. I checked my phone for messages. Nothing that Grindr was blowing up. Something to keep in mind for later I though. Right now I was meeting daddy. He sent me a text room 18 don’t keep me waiting. My heart skipped a beat. Key in hand. Lube applies to my hole and a quick sniff for bravery I walked out and headed to room 18. It was hot in the building, the cheap old carpet was faded and the little amount of light that filled the halls was just enough to see the shilouttes of people without giving actual details. I got to room 18 and gently knocked, the door opened and a deep voice told me to get in. The rooms weren’t large. Just enough for a few unique positions. Cheap bed and pillow and a mirror on the wall to see what I was about to do. He stood in front of me. A little shorter than me. But oh so handsome. His beard pure white and his figure a little more emmaciated than his pictures led me to originally believe. A small belly that was firm and covered in white hair as well. “ So today’s the day he said.” Hand around my waist, gently rubbing just above my towel. “I’m finally gonna breed this boyhole.” He said as he pulled my towel away and tossed it on the floor. I never considered myself ugly but I also never considered myself overly handsome. Although based on the sounds this man was making I figured I’d met his satisfaction. I could his hands caressing my ass. He guided me to the bed and then dropped his own towel revealing that which I wanted all this time. His cock was long and thick. At least 8 inches with a bulbous head. His balls were hefty, everything squeezed through his cock ring which just made everything appear larger. I looked up at him. Lust and love in my eyes as my mouth moved closer to him. “That’s it boyhole, give in.” He said while stroking my hair. My tongue crept out and gave the head a quick lick just to try the taste. As soon as that taste registered with my brain I knew I was hooked. This is what daddy tastes like and he tasted fucking delicious. My mouth opened wide and I started sucking him with abandon. All my desires were coming in full force. Here I was on a sleazy bed in a filthy bathhouse sucking the cock of a man more than twice my age and I was loving every minute. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of poppers I had just bought and opened them up. Taking two decent hits himself. Placing the bottle under my nostrils he proceeded to make me inhale sever long drags. I could feel my inner slut winning out and I starting slurping on that daddy cock enjoying the taste of the sick act of being such a slutty bottom popper pig. “Good job boyhole, get me good and wet so I can slide into your boyhole and give you what you’ve been craving.” The bottle was replaced under my nose again and I took several more hits. I could that itch in my hole getting stronger I knew what I wanted. I wanted this delicious daddy cock in my mouth to be in my ass breeding me. “What do you think boyhole? Are you ready to get bred? Are you ready for my load yet?” He said with a wicked grin as the bottle was once again under my nostrils flooding me with such a rush. “Yes Sir. I want your daddy cock in me so bad. “ I said saddened that I was no longer sucking that tasty old dick but much more excited at the prospect of getting my hole filled. “Are going to let me breed you?” He asked. “Are you going to finally become the pig boyhole we both know you were meant to be?” I just boded. Poppered up and so horny I couldn’t talk anymore. I only wanted one thing. To become the boyhole I was meant to be. “Get on the bed boyhole. It’s time.” He said I got on my hands and knees my ass up and my head down as I awaited my daddy to mount me. I took a few more hits on the poppers and felt that familiar feeling as his cock was right at my hole. Poised to plunge into me. And I wanted it to. I wanted it so bad.

1. Bring your own “special” condoms that will break on use. The top will almost never stop. Personally had several never even tell me the condom broke. ? 2. Lube your hole with Vaseline or another oil based lube before he arrives. It’ll damage the rubber. Mixed with step one and you have a sure fire method.

Wow, that was more popular than I expected. Sorry I've been slow to get back, been busy as fuck with work. That being said, I got more for you guys. Enjoy. +++ I was still in a bit of a daze, trying to process everything that had just happened in the short span of a few minutes. Even now, with my dad's HIV-positive cum dripping out of my hole, I couldn't believe it, almost as if I was in the middle of a dream. My dad's hand slapping across my thigh jerked me out of it promptly enough, though, and I shakily turned over onto all fours, my limbs feeling weak under me. His hand came and hooked under my hips, tugging me backward toward him until I was a bit higher, my sore hole presented to him. He licked his lips, reaching for his phone and grabbing it. Under me, I could see my shadow suddenly pronounced, the light of his camera brightly illuminating behind me. I could feel his cock at my hole again, the head teasingly prodding at my abused pucker, then the sound of the camera snapping. Chuckling, he sent the photo off, then tossed the phone aside. Both hands went back to my hips, and with a sigh, he tugged me backward against him, his shaft sinking into my hole with a burning ache. "That's it, slide down on it, Mason," he growled, his hands gripping my midsection tightly as his hips thrust forward. The base of his cock was thick and throbbed hard as he pressed it into me, those hairy, heavy balls pressed hard against my hole. Still pressing in deep, he began to turn his hips around ever so slightly, grinding his cock around in me and pushing at the walls of my ass in every direction. Sliding back out, I could feel my hole being pulled out with him, every veiny inch tugging at my ring and making me shudder. He was no easy fuck by any measure, but at least now with a load in, it seemed to have an easier time than it did before. That wasn't to say it didn't hurt, though; I could still feel the sting with every thrust as his cum worked into my beat up hole. "Now that your cunt is nice and wet, I can take my time, enjoy it..." he groaned, slowly working his cock in and out. I could feel it, every inch of it, sliding in to me, a sick wet noise coming out every time his hips mashed up against my ass again. One hand went up from my waist to my neck, pushing it down and angling me so that my ass was up in the air, the perfect angle for him to drill in deep. One leg came up beside me, his foot planted not far from my head as he began to really, really rut me. The weight of him seemed to be pushing right into my ass, slapping roughly. His breath was heavy, clearly working to ram as hard as he could into me. The entire bed shook along with it, roughly battering against the wall. I couldn't help the small grunts that left me with his thrusts, his size making it impossible to stay quiet. Mitch had never been this rough with me, not to mention as big. It was no doubt too much for me, but my dad didn't care much. As my head was sideways on the bed, I could see him on top of me, a smiled spread wide across his face. Sweat was coating his body in a sheen, dripping through the hair and filling the room with his pungent, musky smell. My eyes were inevitably drawn to the tattoo again, watching it shift as his abs flexed with his movements. He looked down and saw me eying it, then chuckled to himself. "Like it, boy?" he said, grinning wider when he saw me look away. "Maybe we'll get you one, too... Put it right on your cunt, that way everyone knows what it's for," he said, closing his eyes and relishing the idea. As he did it, I could feel the head of his cock grinding over my prostate, my entire body twitching in response to it. He leered at me as he did it, then began to grind it over and over, watching me squirm under him. Even with the burning, I could feel my cock drooling down onto the bed. "Something tells me you're gonna love it, slut," he jeered at me as he jabbed forward over and over, pummeling my prostate until I couldn't help but cry and whimper out in time with it. "There you go, let it out. Daddy's got more to give you..." He stopped talking then, instead focusing on my fucking me literally senseless. It was too big, filling me up beyond what I could handle, but he didn't care, instead mashing my prostate repeatedly with frenzied strokes. His breaths came out in grunts and snarls, and before I knew what was going on, his foot was down on my face, pushing it into the bed as he snarled, ramming in as deep as he could. I thought he was going to cum soon, but he seemed to have other plans, sustaining the brutal rutting for a few minutes, his sweat dripping down onto my back and shoulders, his scent covering me outside like his load covered me within. Some of his cum dripped down my balls, a good bit of it squelching about and coating my ass and the hair around his groin. In the midst of the lewd, wet noises, I could hear his phone buzzing, and finally, he slowed down for a brief moment to reach down over and pick his phone up. His foot left my face then, and I got a chance to breathe for a bit while he paid attention to his phone. He put it up to his ear, only slowing down his thrusts as he said, "You're here? Yeah. No, go on ahead. The door's unlocked. We're upstairs." He hung up, and soon after, heavy footfalls began to make their way up the stairs. When they reached my room, the door opened to reveal what I could only guess was a trucker, from the look of it. He was a big bear of a man, his belly big and round unlike my dad's more muscular, dense tone. He was dressed in a leather jacket, an oil-stained pair of jeans, and a confederate flag cap. He stood a good foot taller than my dad, and as he came in, I could feel my heart race at the knowledge of what he was here for. Even now, I could see the sizable swell of his bulge in the front of his jeans. "This your new cunt?" "Sure is. This is Mason... I think I told you about him," he said with a devious grin. For his part, the newcomer seemed surprised. "Mason, say hello to my buddy Jack. Y'all are gonna get to know each other real well," he said, not missing a beat as he continued to thrust away. Jack seemed the opposite; clearly, my dad hadn't told him who it was that he'd found to stick his cock into. "Jesus, Connor, you're pozzing your own son?" for a moment, I took his incredulity to be disapproval, but he then whistled, shaking his head and reaching down to rub at his bulge. "Sure am. Caught him with his legs up like a whore, so..." he trailed off, chuckling. Jack grinned back, shaking his head. He was loving it, standing there and watching as my dad fucked away. The intensity picked back up and soon I was grunting again, my hands grasping at the sheets while I slammed forward over and over again. Jack came forward to the bed, his denim-covered groin right in front of me. He smelled of tobacco and sweat, the outline of his cock visible through the jeans. It was monstrous, even bigger than my dad's. "You know, we call Jack here Jack the Ripper, on account of his cock having a knack for tearing up a cunt when he uses it," my dad said, and I had no trouble believing him. If my dad was a tough fit, it was impossible to imagine that massive thing entering me. He began to undo his belt, the buckle loosening around his midsection and the jeans sliding down. His belly hung down over some, but even then, I could see the fat, uncut cock hanging down from it, a piercing peeking out from the foreskin. It wasn't fully hard yet, but it looked to be at least 7 inches already. "Get your mouth on it, boy." Jack was all too happy to help, reaching down with a hand to run his fingers through my hair, gripping it some and bringing my face to the base of his cock. His scent was strong there, like salt and maleness, and I could feel his cock throb against my face, grinding against it as my mouth got a taste of his balls. He held me there, forcibly burying my face in his dense pubic hair against him. After a few moments, he pulled me up, giving me only a moment to pause before the tip was at my lips, the piercing pressing in between them and making its way in as his shaft stretched my jaws open. It was a cramped fit, and the sensation of that piercing rubbing into the back of my throat wasn't helping. Jack wasn't one to care, though; every time I tried to pull back off of his cock, his hand would hold me steady, forcing me further back down instead of letting me up for air. I could feel tears in my eyes as I fought not to retch, barely keeping my stomach down before that glistening length was popped out, dripping with spittle and precum and positively huge. At full length, he was about eleven inches, the base of it looking about as thick as my wrist. Behind me, I heard my dad laugh. "I felt that... You're tightening up your cunt just thinking about it, aren't you?" It was impossible not to, and I suddenly found myself glad that my dad was still fucking me, ironically enough. The longer he fucked me, the longer I had before Jack had his turn. Almost as if reading my mind, my dad began to pick up the pace, snarling as he pounded away. "Stuff his throat again, Jack. I want him to squeeze it out..." Jack nodded, grabbing my head in his massive paw of a hand and pushing me down on his cock again, my face soon buried under his belly as his cock fucked deep into my throat, the front of my neck bulging out obscenely with it. I tugged away, desperate for air, and I could feel my hole clench around my dad's cock, a hiss coming from between his teeth as he hunched over me, his sweaty belly on my back, chest on my shoulders, breath hot on my ear. With a low grunt, he slammed in deep, his cock flexing and spewing another load into me. His weight went slack, relaxing as pulse after pulse of cum was deposited inside me. Jack finally let me off of his cock, thick strands of spittle connecting from my lips to it. "Turn 'im around,'" he grunted, and after a moment, my dad picked himself up off of me, my back wet with his sweat, then pulled his cock out of me with a tug. His cock popped out of me and I gasped, feeling the warm cum leaking out of me and the emptiness left without his cock inside me. I didn't have much time to ponder or savor it, though, as they both maneuvered me around roughly, making me turn around onto my back so that my hole was at the edge of the bed. At that point, I could see Jack above me, a cigar between his lips. He brought a lighter to the tip, holding it there till it was well-lit and glowing orange. Putting the lighter away, he stepped forward, one hand pulling his cock up then letting it slap down against mine on the bed. It was almost comical how his cock dwarfed mine, and I could tell already that it was going to be a painful fit given how heavily it lay against me. That was all the reprieve I got, though. Jack soon pulled his hips back some, that cock sliding down my balls until the piercing was pressed up into my crack. I could feel the metal pressing against my open pucker, and as I began to fidget, my dad's hands came down on my arms, pinning them down and holding me in place. "Now, now, boy, don't be rude." "Dad, please, he's too big, there's no way he's gonna fit," I begged, too terrified of that cock to worry about the fact that I was being disobedient. "Aw, hell, boy, that's what they all say," Jack said, chuckling to himself as he pushed his cock into me, no warning or preparation. I simply felt the metal pushing past my pucker, then the fat head soon following. Given how my dad had been fucking me, it wasn't too terrible of an entry, but his cock soon filled out, and I could feel my hole being stretched once more. The burn returned, soon replaced by the sharp pain of my hole being opened beyond what it was supposed to. It relentlessly pushed forward even as my hole desperately tried to push it out. "There you go... I can feel your pussy milking me, baby... Gonna knock you up with my strain too...." he said, sighing and letting smoke stream out. He wasn't even fully into me, but I already felt like I was being split in two. Before long, he seemed to hit a wall, my hole stubbornly refusing to give despite his rough jabs. He seemed annoyed by this, then reached into one of his pockets. "Sniff." He held a bottle of poppers to my nose. I knew what they were of course and I gladly obeyed, bringing my head forward a bit to put my nose at the edge and inhaled deeply. They were new and strong, and I immediately felt the rush going through me and the pain in my hole lessen. "Again." Another few hits, each time getting me more giddy than before. By the time he was done, I felt weak, the burn in my hole almost feeling distant. Jack seemed satisfied, and with a rough thrust, I felt him break in deep, his shaft sliding in the remaining few inches with relatively little difficulty. I couldn't believe the fact that he was in me... Entirely in me. I looked down, almost expecting to see a bulge in my stomach where I could feel his cock pulsing in me, as if deep in my core. I let head fall back then, almost delirious. This couldn't be happening, could it? My dad seemed to take advantage of the opportunity to straddle my face then, covering up my view of Jack. "How about you clean off daddy's cock, hm?" He said, pushing his shaft in between my lips and sliding the cum-slick length down into it. It didn't taste too bad, though I could still taste a hint of metal in it from the way he'd torn me up. No doubt Jack was only making it worse, especially as he began to pull his shaft out of me. I could feel his piercing dragging out inside of me, the sensation making me groan around my dad's cock as it hauled back and forth in me. I felt like I was being punched in the gut over and over, being stuffed so utterly again and again. "Fuck, I ain't gonna last long at this rate," Jack said to himself with a chuckle, and I could see my dad grinning above me. If I wasn't mistaken, I'd almost say he looked proud. "Yeah, I really scored with this one, didn't I?"

Here's part 2, guys. Hope you like it. My body was tingling all over from the drugs and I was so turned on by the four guys who were all there to breed my ass. My Dad had arranged it and now here I was feeling like I just wanted their cum loads, I needed them. Deep inside me. I didn’t care about anything else, except their hard cocks shoved inside me.

 Eric was the first to make a move. “Get up on the bed, faggot,” he said. I jumped up and got on the huge bed with my ass in the air. Eric shoved his hairy face up against my boy twat and started to eat my ass.

 I moaned in pleasure. Dean walked over and started to kiss me and then gave me another shotgun of T, like I needed to get any higher. He pulled away and said “we’re gonna get you fucked up, faggot, then rape you.” I just moaned. This guy knew exactly what I wanted.

Jose and Chris were making out with each other and passing shotguns back and forth.

Eric came up for air and I turned around to look at him. His beard was covered in cum that he had sucked out of my cumdump. Dean looked up and said “FUCK that’s hot.” He leaned over my back (not hard to do since I”m 5’5” tall) and licked the loads from my dad and the two Mall DILFs out of Eric’s beard. Then he leaned down to share them with me. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I could taste the salty jizz that I love so much. We passed the loads back and forth until they were gone and then I felt Eric stand up.

Dean got up and Jose moved over on the bed to shove his fat, uncut 8” dick into my mouth. Eric pushed my head down onto Jose’s dick, and then my back down so my ass was higher in the air. 

 Then in one fell swoop, he plunged his cock (which was even bigger than Jose’s, maybe 9.5” also uncut) into my sloppy pussy.

I pulled up off Jose’s cock so I could moan loudly. 

“FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE. PLEASE BREED ME!”

All three of them laughed. Chris said “Fuck guys, I never though this guy would be both hot and such a dirty little faggot. Only 18 too. Must’ve had some early training.” He knew full well by whom.

I looked up at him and grinned, and then went back to sucking Jose’s fat cock without saying a word. Gotta have a secret or two and, besides, cocksuckers need to be dedicated to getting hard cocks ready to breed greedy cunts.

Eric had plunged his cock all the way inside my dumpster. He was almost as big as my Dad. 

“Guys, this kid……hey faggot, what’s your name kid? Besides whore, cocksucker and cumdump?"

I pulled my mouth off Jose’s cock long enough to say “Justin.”

Eric laughed and continued “well Justin here has a well used hole. My cock is pretty long and fat and it just slid right in with no resistance. Pretty sure he’s never said no to a cock in his whole life.”

“Nope,” I said, briefly pulling my mouth off Jose’s short, fat cock. It was so fat I could barely get my lips around it. I couldn’t wait to get it up my boy cunt. I hope they had all seen my profile that said “all loads up my fagdump. No load refused.” Behind me, Eric started to slide slowly in and out of my ass, making me moan with pleasure whenever his huge cock pulled all the way out and then plunged back inside me. Every time he pushed all the way inside me, my face was pushed all the way down Jose’s cock, and into my throat. Daddy always told me I was a great deep throater. Jose’s loud moans and muttering “filthy cocksucker,” seemed to agree.

I looked over and Dean had turned Chris around so we were side by side on the bed with our boy twats in the air. Chris was tall, and had a thin, muscular body with lots of body hair. His ass was big and round and begged to be bred.

“Come on Dean, give me another load. My hole is begging for it.”

Dean laughed and said “your hole is always begging for a load, dude.” 

Dean stood up and walked around behind Chris, and I could hear him slide his cock up Chris’ hole. As soon as he bottomed out, he pulled back and I could hear a squishing sound. Chris was clearly loaded up, too.

“Fuck man, I love your cock inside me,” Chris said. Those four guys who were here earlier really bred me good. Dean laughed and shoved his cock back in Chris’ hole which elicited more loud moaning.

“They sure did. Your cunt is really loose and sloppy. Just like I like it.”

Chris moaned and said “yeah, when one of them was pissing on me, he said they’d been partying for a while, but none of them had cum yet. I’m glad all four of them shot loads in my cunt. Two of them twice! Six loads enough to lube up your cock baby?”

 I looked over at Chris, who’s eyes were closed and his face contorted with the same feeling I had. I was serving my purpose. I was getting high and taking a strange man’s cock up my ass, and it felt great.

Chris opened his eyes and looked over at me, then he scooted over so we could make out while we were getting fucked.

He shoved his tongue in my mouth and we kissed passionately and he whispered “you have to let Dean fuck you. His cock is amazing.” 

“Eric’s feels fucking awesome,” I said, and Chris told me that Eric was his husband and they’d been breeding each other’s holes for 4 years. “Lucky you, you get that fat stick to breed you all the time!” He just smiled and laughed and then moaned as Dean bottomed out in his hole again.

 We both lay there moaning while getting our cunts pounded by two long, thick uncut cocks. I was in heaven since I also had Jose’s fat cock buried all the way inside my faggot throat. Just where Daddy wanted me to be. I wished he could be watching me get used like a whore.

Eric and Dean were making out while they were fucking us whores, and decided to switch. Chris and I both turned over and held our legs in the air while the boys spat on their cocks and slid them into the new cunt.

Chris was right, Dean’s cock was slightly fatter than Eric’s and was really splitting me open, assisted by my swirling brain which was incredibly high. Jose decided we were not high enough and pulled out the pipe and gave me a shotgun which I shared with Chris. We laid there with the two tops switching off (with Jose occasionally taking a dip in one cumdump or the other)for a while. We were both in cumdump heaven with our holes wide open, being raped full of big fat cocks. Dean, in particular, loved calling us both “whore,” “fag,” “rapehole,” and other nasty words. I loved it. It just made my cunt feel more appreciated. My normally fat, 8” uncut dick had turned into a cocklet, completely shriveled up and I couldn’t care less. My purpose was serving cocks with my hole. I was letting complete strangers shove their cocks up my ass and just for good measure, I had one shoved all the way down my throat.

We stayed like that for a while, with Dean and Eric trading off between Chris’ cunt and mine. Jose seemed to prefer having me suck his rock hard cock (I later learned he loved blow jobs more than fucking ass). Good thing, since the only thing I love more than a cock in my pussy is one shoved in my mouth. Dean was plowing my cunt and spinning out a long list of dirty words when he slowed down and said “you want my load whore? You dirty little faggot. You need my cum in your pussy?”

I pulled my mouth off Jose’s cock and moaned “yesssss…..please give me your load. I need your cum inside me."

Dean laughed, “Like you ever had a choice. Like I would waste this load of jizz anywhere but inside your filthy cumdump. Nasty little fag, whored out by your own Dad.”

With that, Dean sped up. I could feel the sweat dripping off his body onto my back, while he pounded my ass so hard I couldn’t keep Jose’s cock in my mouth. I couldn’t stop moaning, and begging. “Please, Dean, fucking give me your cum. Knock me up with your fucking babies. My pussy is made for cum. It needs cum.” Dean laughed again and said “I think that’s the only thing your cunt is for, taking loads."

With that he pounded me a few more times, and roared. “I’m FUCKING CUMMING, FAGGOT! TAKE MY LOAD YOU NASTY FUCKING WHORE.”

All I could do was keep moaning and saying “thank you, thank you, thank you…breed me! breed me! breed me!” Eric and Chris had stopped fucking with Eric’s fat cock shoved all the way inside his boyfriend’s cunt so they could watch Dean’s epic raping of my pussy.

Once Dean collapsed on my furry back, panting, with his fat cock still jammed up my gaping cunt. Eric started to speed up again, and this time it was Chris’ turn to start moaning and begging for a load. “Fuck, baby, I need your load. Knock me up. I gotta have your cum in my pussy. You know how much I love it…”

Eric laughed and said “fuck, I sure did marry a dirty little whore. You want my load baby? Tell me what you want, fag boy!”

“Yes, baby, I gotta have it. Give it to me, prove that I’m your dirty little cumdump property. Knock me up!” 

“Here it comes baby boy. Daddy’s gonna give you his jizz. You ready? BEG FOR IT WHORE!” “FUCK YEAH! BREED ME BABY! I gotta have your cum”

Then Eric slammed into Chris’ ass one last time and you could see his nuts throbbing and a huge load of jizz going into Chris’ greedy hole. 

Chris moaned and kept repeating “fuck, yeah, give me that load baby. Give your boy your load. I need it so bad.”

This time it was Eric’s turn to collapse. He rolled over on the huge bed and his cock slowly slid out of Chris’ cumdumpster with a SLURRRRP sound. His cunt was well used and he was a happy little whore with jizz slowly beginning to drip down his ass crack and onto his leg.

 Finally, Jose said “FUCK that was hot! You guys are all so fucking sexy! MY TURN! Then he shoved his cock back in my mouth and started fucking my face. He only took a few strokes before he unloaded a huge load of spunk inside me. I held his load in my mouth, and then leaned over and snowballed it to Chris. 

He moaned loudly and then passed it to Eric, who moaned as well and then sat up. Chris was still on his hands and knees when Eric leaned down and shoved his face in Chris’ gaping cunt. He pushed some of Jose’s load into Chris’ ass and then moved over, pushed Dean aside and gave me the rest of it in my cunt.

I moaned “FUCK YEAH! Thank you baby! Give me that jizz!”

We all collapsed, laughing, in a heap. Dean pulled out a pipe and said “which one of you dirty fags wants more?”

All four of us said “ME!” Dean took a huge hit off the pipe and shotgunned it to me. Then he said “let’s find some more pigs to rape these two cunts. What do you say?” I was passing the shotgun to Chris and both of us moaned at the prospect of more men coming over to use us like the dirty fags we are.

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Don't want him for his face. I want his cock.

Cellar is good but often dead [no crowd]. At spa xcess or SW, I write "BB top" on chalkboard with my room number and always get a willing, hungry hole.

His slut The next time we met he wanted me to be naked when he arrived. “And I have a surprise for you” he said. “Just wear your cockring and your boots. Lay down on your bed”. I let the door to my flat ajar and heard him entering my flat. I was indeed surprised when I heard David chatting and understood it was someone with him. My two guests entered my bedroom and David introduced me to Tom. He was a goodlooking guy and had a camera. David said he would take some pics and take part in the play. “Don’t worry” he said, “no faces will be visible”. David had told his friend Tom about me and he wanted to watch us play. David had brought a red and black harness that he put on me. “It will look good on the photos” he said. David handed me an e and some water and I swallowed dutifully. I had also taken a Viagra before he arrived to ensure I stayed hard for the entire session. They both undressed and we started to kiss and I soon sucked both of them. Soon David wanted to fuck me and Tom started to take pics. I was a bit dizzy and at the same time extremely horny both from being watched and also by the fact that I was the object of a camera. David fucked me hard and Tom encouraged him and told him to fuck his slut well. Tom took some breaks from the photographing and made me suck him. I was in heaven. One cock in each hole. Toms’s cock was bigger than David’s. It was at least 20 cm and quite thick. He pushed it into my mouth and soon tears was streaming from my eyes as I was gagging on it. He just urged me to keep sucking and slapped my cheeks. David withdrew, left the room and came back with a glass with some water. “Here is something new for you” he said. I asked what it was and he said “G” I was dizzy from the extacy and just drank it. He smiled and said “this will be fun”. I continued to suck for a while and suddenly I felt even hornier. Tom found a condom and said he wanted to fuck me. David asked him if he had any diseases? Tom said “no” and David turned to me: “Don’t you want it bare? It would be pity to wrap up such a nice cock” I just smiled and said sure. Tom threw the condom on the floor and laid down on the bed. He made me sit on his big cock and kissed me. Oh my god. It was big. I started to ride him slowly and after a moment my hole adjusted. I enjoyed it and started to moan as I road him faster. Suddenly David got closer and I understood what he aimed then I felt his cock starting to press in next to Tom’s. I asked for some poppers, but David just said he wanted me to truly feel that they were both inside me. I bent down and kissed Tom as David pressed on. It hurt. I screamed out and the two tops laughed. “I think he enjoys it” Tom said. “At least he soon will. I know my slut” said Daivd. Tom showed some more poppers under my nose and I inhaled. I relaxed and soon David’s cock was in me down to his balls. As David had predicted, I enjoyed the feeling of two hard cocks in my ass. David withdrew and urged Tom to fuck me harder. David and took some pics of Tom’s bare cock in my ass and I was riding him faster and faster. I felt him tensing and he cried out as he shot a load deep inside me. From a safe-sex only guy I had now taken loads from two men in a short while. I was indeed a slut. Meanwhile David found a gloved and said it was time for fisting. Tom had never seen anyone being fisted before and was very eager to take pics and follow every step. The G and the e together made me more receptive, more slutty and more open than ever. David put in three and soon four fingers and suddenly pushed in his fist. I screamed for the second time that night. A scream of pain that soon was turned into pleasure. “Take it slut” he said. Tom looked impressed. David withdrew and pushed it in again several times before starting to punch me. I came with some screams and other grunts of pleasure. He fisted me again and again and gave me more G after a while before continuing. David fucked me again, shot in my ass and before he fisted me again. “My cum is now deeper in your ass than ever before” David said. Tom got hard again and pushed his cock in my ass. David gave me poppers and pushed his fist in next to Tom’s big cock. I screamed out, but than resigned and just took it. Tom withdrew and I felt David pushing in some fingers next to his arm. Tom went wild with the camera as I screamed in real pain as David managed to push in both his hands in my ass. I had never managed this before, but my ass seemed to adjust well. I couldn’t wait to see the pics of this. David pulled out one hand and the second. I felt open. Very open. He kissed me and said I did very well. I would get a reward. He got around and pushed his cock into my mouth again. “Are you thirsty” he said? I understood what he was aiming at and started to panic. This was too much. I wasn’t ready to drink piss. But at the same time the e and the g made me slutty and I couldn’t really protest. I felt some drops of pee in my mouth and it was soon a steady stream. It tasted salty and strange, but I had to focus on swallowing. He stopped and turned me around and pushed his cock in my ass and let the flow start again. A warm feeling spread inside me. He seemed to be turned on by his own effort and got rock hard again. He fucked me and shot a second time. I had to run to the toiled to let out a shower of piss and cum. David said he was proud of me and that I was doing very well. I had crossed another line.