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This is the next chapter to "Serendipity on the road". On our way 'back east' Jake swung by Denver and dropped off the chickens. Before picking up a load of pigs, he spent 24 hours just fucking me. Yes, a whole 24 hours of just fucking!! Sometimes I was face down, sometimes I was cowgirl on top, sometimes I was reverse cowgirl, and sometimes he took me on all 4's. To be honest, he wasn't always the person initiating but he did make it clear that we weren't doing anything else for 24 hours. No food. No water. After every couple rounds, I'd fall asleep in his arms with him running his fingers through my hair. Not that it mattered, once or twice I woke up to him fucking my ass. Not that I minded. Before we left Denver we hit the tattoo shop. He had, "Bitch #29" tattooed on my back right shoulder blade in calligraphy letters. We were a few days out of Denver. I was sitting naked in his passenger side seat eating those peanut butter crackers with a color orange not found in nature, looking out the window at the passing landscape when I started to get lightheaded and felt like I was somehow running a high fever and freezing at the same time. I laid back in my seat, my whole world starting to spin. "Jake, I don't feel so well. We might want to pull over." He looked at me for half a second then shook his head. "You're fine, bitch. You're just dehydrated." I put my hand on my forehead and I was burning up, so I poured a bottle of water over my head. "I think I have the flu." He reached over and felt my forehead. "No, you stupid cunt - you're HIV+ now. How the fuck did that happen?" I looked at him blankly. "I'm not doctor, I don't even play one on TV, but it could be because you came in my ass about a dozen times and slammed a vial of your blood into me." I like it when Jake smacks me on the back of the head. It's hot. "No, I mean - how the fuck did it happen so quickly?! I've turned dozens of bitches and I've never seen one this fast!" He asked getting his eyes back on the road. "As I said, you put a vial of poz blood into me, and about a dozen of your loads - that and it was my first time doing anal. If i had to add anything it would be that I really, REALLY wanted to get pozzed so maybe my immune system didn't fight it as hard. Or maybe I already had a cold and my immune system was worn down. Does it really matter?" I asked as I laid my seat back as much as I could. He chuckled. "No, I guess it doesn't. bitch." "I don't want meds, Jake." I said with a moment of clarity. He shook his head. "No one in our network uses them - it's part of being a member. If you need it, there's a case of water under your seat, and some over the counter stuff in the glove box, bitch." Since I've known Jake, he's never used the birth name I gave him at the truck stop. He made it clear that I was a new person now and wasn't allowed to have a name hence the tattoo. He also calls me 'Cunt', 'Whore', or 'Bimbo'. He's so romantic. In response, I chugged a bottle in just a few swallows. "I thought you didn't care about me, Jake." He shook his head. "Believe me, I don't. You're a fucking cum dump to me . I look at you the same way I look at the livestock I haul - but you're no good to me dead, bitch....and no good to anyone else either. You're the 29th bitch I've turned since I got involved in this life." I stared up at the ceiling of the truck, which was spinning. "How long do I have?" He kept his eyes on the road. "It depends. Without meds, some only make it a few years - others can make it past 10. Whatever happens, you're just a fucking AIDS infected cock whore to us." I nodded. "And that's what I wanted, Jake. It's why I didn't get out the first day I woke up. You were right about me...this isn't the life I chose but it's the life I want, and there's no going back." I say as I reach out and take his cock in my left hand, trying to get him hard. "Do you have a wife and kids back in Atlanta, Jake?" I said casually. He shifted in his seat slightly to give me a better angle. "Yes, I do." He was growing slightly in my hand. "Do they know you're in an underground 'whore snatching, infecting with HIV+, passing the bitch off to the next driver' network?" "Of course not, bitch." He said laughing. "Does it turn you on? Knowing that you've infected me...knowing that I'm a worthless cock whore? That I'll be passed around from trucker to trucker for the rest of my life - unless I'm sold overseas? To know that ALL of that turns me on?" He tried to keep his eyes on the road but he wasn't doing a good job. His cock was harder than it had been since I met him. I moved over into his lap, facing him, and slide his cock into me while kissing him on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. "I'm saying thank you, Jake. Thank you for giving me the life I wanted but didn't have the balls to take on my own. For keeping me naked, where I'll spend the rest of my life being passed around like a deck of playing cards to horny truckers that don't give a shit about me. For making me fuck meat. For giving me HIV." I looked out the drivers side window and into traffic. I young man and woman were passing us, I smiled at them as I bounced up and down on Jake's cock, unashamed of who and what I was. Happy for the first time in my life and not giving a damn who else knew it.

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

Part 2 John had just unloaded inside me. I felt his cock throb as his sperm fleet me up. I felt his jizz as it hit the walls of my ass. For a briefs moment I forgot how much I enjoyed the feeling of getting fucked and bred, or maybe it was the slam. Most likely both I missed. John’s cock remained hard as he continued to fuck me letting me know the dominance he held overt me. He paid Steven for the right to use me as his fuck toy to breed for a couple hours. He kept fucking me, this time he slowed down and made it apparent that he was enjoying his time with my ass. He kissed me several times as he slowly worked his cock pig and out of my ass. I couldn’t believe how long John lasted as he spoke for the first time since he unloaded inside my ass, “You have a very fine ass jock boy. I could fuck your ass all week long.” I could tell John was getting close to cumming a second time. His breathing changed and I felt his cock thicken. I was hungry for a second load as I tightened my ass around his cock. The expression on John’s face along with the change in the way he we fucking me told me that it was pure pleasure for him as he thrusted into me hard and deep. With a grunt John said, “For a quarterback you certainly know how to play a tight end.” I felt the familiar warmth deep inside me as his cock painted my ass with his cum. His second load was even better than the first load he gave me. I killed his cock for every drop n as he slowly withdrew his cock from my hungry hole. He kissed me one last time before saying, “Damn jock boy, you have one hungry hole. I how you use to travel, cause I’m going to arrange to fly you in to spend a few days with me. I have a couple friends that would love to meet you.” I wasn’t sure what to say except to tell him, “I guess you’ll have to talk to Steven about that.” I really wasn’t sure if Steven would send me in a trip to see John. After he had fired 2 loads into my ass I wouldn’t mind seeing him again and meeting him fuck my ‘tweaked up, jock ass’ again. John got up of the bed and as I got dressed in just my shorts and t-shirt I was able to able his athletic body as I knew he admired mine. I had just finished putting in my shoes when he handed me a $100 bill telling me, “I paid Steven for your services, this is a tip for you.” I wasn’t sure if I should accept this or not, but knew not to insult then client by refusing the offer and said, “Thank you for this and than you for your cum.” John kissed me one last time, “I can’t wait to fuck you again. I promise a lot more cum the next time we meet. You are better teen Steven told me you would be.” I left the hotel and sat in my car as I texted Steven that I was done with my work at the Hilton. I also told him about the $100 tip I received from John. Steven’s reply kind of surprised me when he texted back, ‘for a jock you’re showing some smarts by taking me about your tip. All his need to be reported till me and I’ll know how much you get so don’t ever try to hide it. that’s nice John gave you a tip, you can keep that one’ I knew to rely ‘thank you’ Steven then texted me ‘I know you did good by him when he texted me asking if he can fly you in to spend a few days with him and a few of his friends. I’ll work out the details with him and will let you know the dates. I have another client for you to visit you'll be going to his home to spend the rest of the move with him” Steven texted me the address and I drove over to his home. This guy lived in a upscale part of town. It was a gated community where I knew the homes to go for a over a million dollars. I pulled up to the gate and the guard approached my car, looked at me, quickly opened the gate and waved me through. It didn't take long after I drove through the gate to find the house I Steven gave me where the client lives. I was told to park in the driveway and go to the gate to the back yard. I found a note for me on the gate telling me I was to strip leaving my clothes neatly folded outside before entering the gate and then I was to make my way to the pool where I would find a blindfold along with 4 leather wrist and ankle cuffs on one of the lounge chairs. I was to put the blindfold fold on (until the client removed the blindfold) along with the wrist and ankle cuffs and wait. I was a little nervous about doing as the note instructed, but then I remembered the Steven told me to always do exactly follow the client instructions. The client will not harm me for far of what Steven will do to them if they did. Steven assured that he will protect me from the client. So there I sat there naked waiting for someone to approach me. I didn’t have to wait long when I sensed someone approach me. I felt them secure my wrists above my head and my ankle were secured to the foot of the chair. I was immobilized which in some way turned me on causing my limp, Tina dick to twitch. I then felt a tourniquet applied to my upper arm and then the coolness of alcohol on my son. There was a pause that had me wishing I could see this mysterious person administering the slam. Then I felt the familiar needle stick and began to wonder how big is a slam was this guy giving me when he removed the needle, applied pressure to the injection site, raised my arm over head and removed the tourniquet. I coughed so hard as the rush hit me hard. I’m sure this was the strongest slam I'd ever done as I heard a ringing in my ears. The guy push my head into his from where I quickly opened my mouth and took his considerable sized cock deep into my throat. I guess he then administered his own slam as I heard him cough and felt his cock begin to leak a steady stream of pre cum. The guy grabbed my head between his hands and began to face fuck me and every so often he’d bury his cock deep in my throat and hold it there and I would feel it pulse as he dripped his pre cum directly into my stomach. This went on for a good 15-20 min until I heard his breathing change asking with his deep thrusts. He finally spoke to me asking, “I’m gong to shoot most of this load directly in your stomach” as he thrusted one last time pushing his cock far into my throat. I felt his cock expand and pulse as he delivered his load directly to my stomach. He pulled out as he fired off his last could spurts of cum onto my tongue giving me a taste of his seed. I had become just as hungry to eat sperm as I was to have it shot directly into my ass. With the Tina flowing through my body gave me a strong craving for cock and cum. After he finished giving me his load and I swallowed everything he had fed me he removed my blindfold. I recognized him from Friday night's party. He released my arms and legs been helped me to my feet. I was then led over near the edge of the pool. I noticed something in the pool deck. In the concrete opt the pool deck were a couple fasteners which my ankle restraints were attached too sharing my legs wide. This was a spot close to the house that allowed him to suspend a rope from it that he arched to my wrists. This forced me to lean slightly forward giving him total access to my ass. He left me exposed like this for what felt like an eternity. I sensed him behind me which increased my desire, my need to be touched. After what felt like hours (but I reality was only minutes) I felt him grab my ass as he moved in to eat my already cum filled ass. He stopped for a brief moment to say, “Nice, just how I like my boys, full of cum.” He went back to licking my ass for a couple more minutes before stopping again. This time when he stopped I felt him push a small rough object into my ass and said, “Not only does cum make the best lube it’s great for dissolving a nice shard of Tina.” I suddenly felt a burn in my ass as he pushed the piece of Tina as deep as he could into my ass. I felt my high grow as the Tina dissolved as I experienced my first booty bump. I felt my client stand up behind me in this restrained positron position as my hole screamed out to be filled. He teased me with the tip of his cock causing me to try and push back in a attempt to get him inside me, but the position he had me in made that impossible. He had total control over my getting fucked. His teasing me drove me crazy to point I begged him, “Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Breed me, I need your cum.” I repeated this several this several times and when I thought I wasn’t going to get fucked I felt him grab me by my hips and gave me exactly what I needed when he thrusted his cock balls deep. I then got the fucking I asked for as he pounded me hard. He fucked me for a good hour I felt his cock thicken as his place quickened and his breathing changed and he pushed I deep. As his cock throbbed inside me delivering a fresh load of cum he spoke, “What a great ass you have. I knew the first time I fucked you that if I had you to myself you’d get fucked all night long.” He wasn’t lying as he fucked another 2 loads into my ass before he pulled out and put a butt plug in my ass. He then left me I this precarious position. I want sure how long I was left like this when he returned. He gave me either slam just as strong as the first one me gave me. I coughed out hard as I felt him pull the butt plug from my ass, grab my hips and penetrate my hungry ass. It felt like he was fucking me harder then he had before. He gave me 4 more loads before he was done fucking me. He released my ankles followed by my wrists, and in the position I was in when he released my wrists I couldn’t help from falling into the pool. The water felt great as I heard him say, “Great ass you have Jock Boy.”

PART 2: Marcus and I continued to see each other, as friends, at parties and bars with our mutual buddies. Most of the time he'd have his girlfriend, Chloe, with him. Our relationship changed subtly. We acted more relaxed around each other and he would touch me in a "bro" way, much more often than he did before we had sex. We were definitely closer and sort-of intimate in a bromance kind of way. This went on for a few weeks, without either of us ever mentioning the night he finally came inside someone (me), which was the first time I'd ever taken a poz load. This Friday night we pre-partied at our buddy's apartment and Chloe, his girlfriend, was there again. She was very pretty, and I really liked her. We had even begun to get closer. It was her idea to go out to the club, she wanted to dance. Nobody wanted to go though, but Marcus was obligated as the good boyfriend to take her dancing. Chloe tried really hard to convince other people to come along, but everybody wanted a more chill night in. She particularly put her efforts into persuading me to go with her and Marcus to the club. She was dancing up on me, and said,"Marcus can't dance, come on, you have to come so I can have a dancing partner. Pleassse?" I looked at Marcus and he just gave a shrug and a smile. I caved to peer pressure and decided I would tag along and go dancing with them. Marcus had booked an Uber and it didn't take long before we were piling in the back seat together. The Uber driver asked,"Where to?" Chloe immediately responded,"Majesty!" I looked at Marcus questioningly because while it was the biggest and best dance club in the city, it was also predominantly gay. Chloe saw the look on my face and me looking at Marcus and said to me,"Come on, it's the best club for dancing, and you don't have to play like you're straight around me anymore." We all laughed and Marcus just shrugged and smiled again, "She calls the shots bro." We got to the club about midnight and surprisingly the line was out the door already. We got in quickly, and first order was Chloe going to the bathroom, while Marcus and I got everybody drinks. While he and I were at the upstairs bar getting all the drinks he said,"Thanks for coming out tonight man. I know you didn't really want to. Just so you know, I didn't tell Chloe you were gay, she's actually the one that told me the night before...you and I...well in the sauna... Chloe found out from her co-worker, I think you would call him a twink. haha. Anyways, you apparently fuck him on the regular." I gulped a big swig of my drink. Damn, my throat got dry all of a sudden, and I was beginning to sweat. ---So he found out I was gay the night before he fucked me? Hmmm. Chloe popped up between the two of us, grabbing a drink from Marcus with one hand and grabbed my hand with her other, dragging me out to the dance floor,"Come on! Let's dance!" she yelled. I actually really enjoy dancing, and she and I lit the floor up. We were on the dance floor for a solid hour, thoroughly soaked in sweat. Marcus would watch us from the sidelines, refreshing our drinks and had a small table ready for us with bottled water for when, or if, we ever took a break. We had an amazing time. I started to get a little tired, and she had to pee, so we finally made it to Marcus' table. She said she was ready to go home, so Marcus ordered an Uber and while we waited she was still dancing next to the table in between Marcus and myself. He was behind her as she ground her ass against his crotch, his mouth was on her sweaty neck, and his hands held her tiny hips tightly. His strong hands. Chloe moved my hands to her hips too, then moved them on top of Marcus' hands. He was still kissing Chloe's neck, but he was looking straight into my eyes. It was the first time Marcus and I had touched intimately since the night he came in me. We got to their apartment, and Chloe insisted I come in for a beer and to wind down. Chloe was drunk and very horny, she was all over Marcus. I wasn't jealous, it was nice to see. But it was getting me horny! I was watching music videos on the TV when she drug Marcus to their bedroom, for obvious reasons. I resigned myself to the couch and laid down. I vaguely heard Chloe cumming, she wasn't quiet, and it sounded like she really got off. It wasn't ten minutes later when Marcus came out of the bedroom in just gym shorts. I immediately noticed he wasn't wearing underwear and was still somewhat hard. Marcus went to the fridge and asked if I wanted another beer. I said,"sure, but shouldn't you have some water? I heard Chloe in there, and it sounded like you probably need to rehydrate." Marcus laughed as he handed me my beer. He was standing in front of me, his still semi hard cock about a foot from my face under a thin layer of mesh gym shorts material. I could smell the sex from him and it made my face flush and my dick harden. Marcus said,"I"m surprised you heard us over the tv, these walls are pretty well insulated. And you know I don't gotta hydrate, you know the way it is with me and my girlfriends. I can't cum with a condom and they won't let me fuck them without one." He put his hand on the side of my face and lifted it up looking down at me,"nobody's ever let me cum in them, except you." I couldn't even look at him now, because his cock was fully erect in his shorts right in front of my face and I couldn't control myself one second longer. I grabbed his cock and gave it a squeeze. He put his beer on the table and dropped his shorts, put his hand behind my neck and used his other hand to aim his thick uncut cock at my mouth. I eagerly sucked his throbbing monster into my mouth. I could taste the condom residue and when I deep throated him I could smell Chloe's pussy on his pubes. It excited me so much, that I undid my pants and pulled my dick out and started stroking as I vigorously sucked his cock. I was bouncing up and down on it as he told me to,"suck that dick. I know you want it. You want this load don't you? You want my cum inside you, don't you? Tell me.." I came off his cock and said,"yes. I've missed your cock, and I want your cum inside me. Wherever you want to put it." He quickly yanked me up from the couch and grabbed my pants and underwear and jerked them down, pulling my feet out of them. He kissed me hard on the mouth and slipped his tongue inside me. I moaned into his mouth and felt his hands on my ass. He pulled his mouth back for a second and stuck two fingers inside my mouth and I sucked them as he moved them in and out. He pulled them free from my mouth and spit on his two wet fingers, reaching around and began to push them into my asshole as he grabbed my head with his free hand and kissed me hard again. He got his fingers up inside me to the knuckle and again, I moaned into his mouth. Marcus was being aggressive and I loved it. He turned me around and pulled off my shirt, he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me against him. His muscular pecs and stomach were against my back and his cock was snugly in my ass crack. He spat into his free hand and I could tell he was lubing up his cock, seconds later I felt his cockhead pushing against my hole. It breached my opening and I sighed in pain and pleasure while he kissed my neck and forced more of his stiff cock inside my ass. He moved forward, causing me to have to put my knees up on the couch, he pushed my head forward so I was bent over now in doggy style. I felt his hand firmly grasp my hips, he started fucking his big cock in and out of my hole. My asshole felt so good as he longdicked me. Feeling his slick cock sliding all the way in and out of me had me leaking precum and I grabbed my swollen cock to jerk off while he pounded my ass. "Oh god, Marcus, fuck me. Shit that feels so good. I can't wait for you to finish off inside me," I said. Marcus responded,"You like this big black cock? You want my poz load up that pussy?" I told him to please cum in me, fill me up good. We were making quite a bit of noise at this point, but I didn't care if Chloe woke up and saw us even, it felt so good, I wasn't going to let him stop until he unloaded in me. I could tell he was getting close too, he was fucking me so hard, my ass was getting plowed into at such a fast rate, I was glad he had lube on his cock from the condom that he used to fuck Chloe not too long ago. Just thinking of that made me hornier, and I wanted his cum even more knowing that his girlfriend never took it. Marcus began moaning and saying,"oh fuck, here it comes. I'm about to blow. Ah shit, ah shit, ah shiiitttt." He slammed into me deep and I felt his cock swell and thicken stretching my hole out more as he pumped me full of his poz cum. He kept himself buried deep inside me as I continued to jerk off and I was getting close. I guess he could tell I was about to blast his couch with my cum because he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Wait, please?" I said, "please let me cum with you still inside me." He slowly pulled out of me, grabbed me and turned me around face to face. His lips met mine with force and his tongue snaked into my mouth to wrestle with mine. His hands moved up to my shoulders and pushed me down firmly so that I was seated on the edge of the couch. I briefly watched a few seconds of the music video playing as hot shirtless guys danced around a diva. He dropped to his knees and grabbed my legs, and spread them wide. I felt so open and powerless. He looked down and aimed his rigid cock at my wet hole, while his hands held my ankles wide and high I felt his cockhead on my hole right before he slammed fully into me. I gasped, my mouth was in a permanent "O" because that thick dickhead just punched my prostate and he held it there applying pressure to it, squeezing the cum out of it, making it escape through my cock onto my stomach. He immediately began fucking me at breakneck speeds, and it brought me back to the first time we fucked. He was able to blow a second load within minutes of the first one last time, and this was how he did it. I hoped it was happening again, remembering it last time was enough to bring me off, my body went stiff and I began shooting cum into my open mouth and all over myself as he rammed my prostate. I was drenched in my own cum as I watched him build up to his second orgasm, he moved his hands to my hips and thrust himself as deeply as he could and I felt his cock swell yet again pumping his load into me. I think we were both exhausted at this point. He pulled out, and he lifted my limp legs to slide my underwear back onto me. He laid my motionless body down on the couch, put his gym shorts on, and crawled up next to me, pulling the couch blanket over us. We both blacked out. The morning sun shined brightly through the living room window curtains. Music videos were still playing on the tv. I was disoriented for a minute while my mind processed where I was, and why I was there and what had happened. Marcus was still snuggled up to me under the blanket on the couch. His arm was around me, and I felt his erection against my ass. I was worried, Chloe would wake up and catch us like this. I shook him and told him to hurry and get up before his girlfriend woke up. He yawned and stretched a little. He said,"Don't worry, she sleeps like a zombie til late. Last night was amazing man. Watching you and Chloe dance last night had me hard half the time I was at the club." I was like,"what? You were sitting at the table in the club with a boner watching your girlfriend and I dance? You fuckin' pervert. No wonder you're hard right now." Marcus said,"You call me the pervert, but you let me fuck you like a cum hungry slut and you've taken four of my poz loads in your ass and acted like it was a gift from heaven." My mouth hung open in disbelief, but he had a point. I was a total cumslut when it came to him fucking me. I mean, he's fucking hot, straight, hung, and cums gallons and not just once. I laughed and said,"okay, okay, that's me in the moment, yes. I kinda separate those moments from you and me, as buddies. Right now, we're blurring the lines and it has me freaking a little." Marcus, ran his hand down my side and grabbed my underwear to yank them down. He brought his hand up to his mouth and spit in it, moved it to my mouth and said,"spit." I did as he commanded and spit in his hand. He reached under the blanket and lubed up his rock hard cock. He pushed into my hole with relative ease, but I could feel the friction. I groaned, and just let him do what he wanted to me. Marcus smiled and said,"see? you don't even try to stop me from fucking you when a minute ago you were worried about Chloe waking up? You're a whore for me." He was right, I couldn't help it either, his thick bare cock filling my hole up deeply was irresistible. I went from worrying about his girlfriend waking up to not caring if his grandma walked in on us as soon as his cock began to push into me. He firmly held my hip as he fucked slowly in and out of my hole. His massive loads from last night were enough that he didn't need any lube besides our spit to enter me. It wasn't as slick as last night, but he was going so slowly that it didn't need to be. He propped his head up on his hand while he rested his elbow on the pillow looking down at me. He looked so casual...from the waist up. I again warned him,"we better stop before Chloe gets u...." Just then the bedroom door opened and Chloe walked out in just a t-shirt, her tight pert tits were clearly bra-less and she wore a thong, her ass cheeks bounced as she went straight for the kitchen. Meanwhile Marcus simply moved his eyes from me, to the tv and began watching the music video. Marcus said,"Good morning babe. You feel okay? I came in here after you passed out to keep my homie company and we kinda blacked out here." Chloe turned around looking disheveled but glowing, she smiled and said,"I actually feel really good. I think all that dancing and then a good orgasm was what I needed last night. You guys look so cute, do you two want some coffee?" I was dumbfounded, as all of this unfolded before me, Marcus' cock was STILL deep inside me and he was still slowly fucking me. Marcus looked down at me and said,"you want some?" with a big smile. I knew he meant, did I want his cum, but he was trying to shake me loose to answer Chloe about the coffee. I stammered, "Uhmmm, yeah. Sure, yeah I want it...I mean, some. Some coffee, yes, please." Chloe responded, "great! two coffees coming up!" Marcus laughed, "yup, coming up!" as he continued to fuck my hole, picking up a little speed. Chloe had her back to us working on the coffee, and Marcus looked down at me, kissed me hard on the lips and whispered,"you ready for it? you want me to cum up in that hole?" I said,"yes, breed me again..." He tensed up and I felt him blasting inside me again as his girlfriend finished up our coffees. She brought them over to us and handed each of us our own cups while Marcus was still inside me. Chloe said, "I gotta put some pants on, it's freezing in here," as she bounced to the bedroom. Marcus pulled out of my asshole, and pulled up his shorts and sat up. He winked at me as he brought his cup to his mouth. I just shook my head and said, "whatever Marcus, it's your funeral." and rolled my eyes. He laughed into his mug.

It started with an email. I'd been looking to get pozzed for over a year and had come up empty (no pun intended) when, out of the blue, I got an email. He saw my ads on social media. He said he was a trucker and wanted to meet me at the local truck stop for drinks. I walked in and spotted him right away - we made eye contact and I just *knew* he was the guy that emailed me. He was no taller than me, had a bit of a pot belly, but strong muscles and hands. He wore a red and white checkered shirt and blue jeans that he filled out quite nicely!. I extended my hand in a manner to be kissed and he obliged. He had a couple buttons open on his shirt and it was hard to keep my eyes on anything but his chest. His eyes were dreamy but still.... He introduced himself as Jake and we talked about what it was like to be HIV+, how that made life more difficult, my time in the Navy, his life on the road as a livestock trucker, how serious I was about getting pozzed and what that would mean for me, what he wanted from a partner, and so forth. After I returned from the bathroom we talked some more, we shook hands and went our different ways, promising to meet again next time he was in town. And that's when I woke up naked, buckled into his passenger side seat. "Good morning, bitch. How did you sleep?" He asked keeping his eyes on the road. Watching where you're going is *very* important as a livestock trucker. Otherwise you end up with chickens all over the road, and a very entertaining police report. "Where are we and why am I naked in your passenger seat?" I asked just starting to grasp what happened. "Well, we're headed to Omaha and I decided I wanted you as my bitch so I took you." He said slowing the rig down a little to stay under the speed limit. I have my head a good shake. "I don't remember that." "You ordered soda but they must have given you alcohol. You were pretty tipsy when we left the truck stop last night." He explained calmly. "Where are my clothes?" I asked puzzled. "Back in Casper, I think. I got rid of them pretty quickly. For the record, you look fabulous naked." He said changing lanes. "Did you and I....." I began the question but leaving it hang like a male stripper. He shook his head. "No, you were out cold - I don't do that. You ask a lot of questions for a naked man." I shrugged. "Well, in my defense I've never naked in the front seat of an 18 wheeler going 85 MPH. I'd ask for a little leeway. So, what's your plan here, Jake?" He passed some old lady going 30 on the highway. "I told you, you're my bitch. It's your job to be naked and in this cab. You can go from the seat to the cabin behind us but you are to stay naked and you're my fuck meat." *I tried to hide a smile* "Jake, while that's an enticing fantasy, I have a home, a job and a life back where we met." He shook his head. "No, you don't. Not anymore." "Jake, this is kidnapping." I said calmly. He got his truck back in the appropriate lane after passing the old lady. "No it's abduction, not kidnapping. Look bitch, I got the impression last night that your life needed a change. That you were tired of the way things were. That you wanted to be pozzed and wanted to be in a relationship of some kind. It kinda felt like you wanted to do something drastic but didn't have the guts to pull the trigger on it, so I did it for you. Your old life doesn't matter now...who you were, what you did, it's all gone. New start. Your job is to be fucked by me. I'll feed you and take care of you. You're my bitch now. If you really want out, I'll let you out at the next truck stop." I stared out the window at the passing road signs as he continued. "I'm offering you the life you've always dreamed of, bitch. This is it....this is the THE watershed moment that everyone eventually has - the one that defines you, that's a catalyst for everything that comes after." He said getting back up to speed. "Is this love, Jake? Is that what you're looking for?" I asked honestly. He chuckled. "No, of course not. Let me be clear bitch - you're fuck meat to me., nothing more A means to keep my balls drained until we get back to the east coast. Between here and there I can promise I WILL poz you and otherwise take care of you." "And when we get back east? What then?" I asked honestly. For the first time he looked over at me. "Then I pass you along to another trucker so you can do the same for him. It's a lot more common than regular people know. You'll just keep going from trucker to trucker, crossing the country...back and forth, east to west, north to south - maybe even heading overseas to serve men there. But be honest, do you really care?" He put his eyes back on the road while I stared back out the window. "Bitch, this may not be the life you chose but it's the life you want." He said smiling. I looked up at the road just in time to see there was a mile left to the next truck stop. By the time he arrived, I was naked in the cabin, face down, ready for Jake - who did not disappoint me.

You can find more details about what happened before this story begins here. Part 1 Here I am at the downtown Hilton about to knock on the door of room 617 to meet my first ‘client’. Up until just over a week ago I was chasing pussy and the only partying I knew about involved getting drunk. As the starting quarterback for my high school's football team I am a very popular and can pretty much hey any girl to swing on my rod. So, how did I go from a straight jock to a Tina whore? I’m guessing that it started a couple years ago when I was invited over to a teammate house. I arrived to find my older brother, Jason, getting fucked. Every player there took a turn at my brother including me. After that night I regularly used my brother when I couldn’t find a girl. Jason and his friends used me as I had used him. I’m not completely sure why, but I didn't resist what they were doing to me, actually my body seemed to betray me add I recalled I enjoyed every moment as they fucked me and had me sucking dick. They were giving something they called Tina, forcing me to for from a glass pipe, but when they injected it directly into my vein is when I got hooked on cock and cum. It’s when I met Steven on a gay hookup site that my life spun out of control. Unknowingly to me he recorded video of my getting slammed and fucked by multiple men. He sent me a clip of the video forcing me to meet with him where he gave me a slam and fucked me while forcing me to watch the complete video of me doing drugs b and getting fucked by a number of men. If I didn’t want the video getting out to my family and friends I was to go to work for him as a prostitute. He would have me service selected men. I was to do as the men asked and let them fuck me and thank them for the honor of being their cum dump after they either deposited their cum in my ass or had me swallow their load. The guy in room 617 was to be my first ever client. Steven texted me the information along with instructions to was wear gym clothes and pick up a kit before I met the client. The kit contained an adequate amount of Tina for myself as the client, a glass pipe and the necessary items to self administer a slam. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard footsteps, the door opened a little and the man inside said, “Who's there?” As instructed I replied, “I’m the workout partner you requested Sir.” The door opened and I quickly entered the room. I recognize the man as a very well known professional athlete. I don’t let on I know his real name as he introduced himself, “I’m John and you must by Tyson.” I shook my head and answered, “Yes sir.” John then said, “Perfect. Why don’t you get out of those clothes and get tweeked for me. I like my boys flying while we fuck. I want you see you blow clouds, better yet if you can I’d love to watch you slam yourself if you can.” I took off my sweats to reveal my well formed jock body as I opened my kit. I pulled out my pipe and a rig and began to make you a slam as I blew clouds for John. As I began to load the rig with Tina, John said, “I want you to make that slam as strong as you can take.” I acknowledge his instructions with a “Yes sir.” I continued to blow clouds as I finished prepping my slam. John took his clothes off and watched as I applied the tourniquet to my upper arm, found a big vein, swabbed it with alcohol and slid the needle in my arm. I pulled back just a little as Jason had taught me to show I was in the vein and emptied the contents. I was glad John asked me to slam, I really needed this bad. I pulled the tourniquet off and began to cough hard as John moved in to kiss me hard. I was really flying when John and I got in the bed where he got on his back and pulled me in top of him so I could suck his cock while he ate my ass. His tongue licked and probed my ass causing me to moan as I took his cock into my throat. He had a great cock that semi hard was a decent 7” It continued to get hard as I held it deep in my throat. I felt my ass getting slick with his spit as he informed me, “Make sure you get as much spit on my cock as you can cause that’s all the lube you're gong to get until I breed your jock ass.” I worked up as much spit as I could and slicked up John’s 8½” cock. When he finally stopped rimming me I felt the wetness he created in my ass. He flipped me around as he pushed my legs back and without fanfare sobbed the full length of his cock balls deep in my ass. The penetration was painful at first but quickly subsided as he made good use of my ass. John pistoned in and out of my ass bringing me to moan. After a good 20 to 30 minutes he began to really pound away at my ass, his breathing began to get faster as I felt his cock thicken and grow harder before he grunted and I felt him throb as he filed me his sperm. With his hard cock still working in and out of my seeded hole John kissed me and said, “That just load number one. I haven’t fucked a jock line you before. It’s nice to have a high school quarterback tweaked out on meth to fucking breed."

Part 86 - The Cummy Hole Bruce held Joe’s hands down on the bed as his cock hammered the muscled ass. Joe was pinned face down, his legs spread wide as Bruce fucked him. Bruce growled and shook as his cock shot spurt after spurt of cum into Joe’s hole. He gave a few more slams saying “Take that neg seed you fuckin’ poz slut.” He fell down on top of Joe’s sweaty back and rested a moment before rolling off on to the bed. After he recovered he looked over at Joe and asked “If you’re such a sleazy cumwhore, how come every time I fuck you your ass is sparkling clean? Don’t you usually walk around with some dude’s cum in you?” Joe chuckled “Nah, I’m not always loaded with cum. Besides, most guys that hire me want a freshly cleaned hole, so it’s habit I guess.” “Next time, I want that hole swimming with cum. Not just one guy’s load either, ok?” Bruce said. “Sure, you’re the customer. But… it’s gonna cost extra” Joe said. Bruce sighed. “Yeah, OK.” “I gotta find some guys right before our meeting and get take some loads. I suppose I could just save up some of my seed and pump it in, but fresh cum is always better, right?” Joe said with a wicked grin. “Yeah, it is. Besides, fuckin you right after a couple other guys would be damn hot” Bruce replied. Joe figured it would be like usual, Bruce would call him the next time he was in town on business in a couple weeks or a month and he could set it up. “OK, let me know next time you’re in town. Just give me a day or two notice” Joe said. This had been a good fuck, but he wasn’t really happy leaving Chicago early Monday morning to get back to meet Bruce that night. The money, though, would make up for some of the leather purchases he made during the fuck fest in the windy city. “How about tomorrow night? I got meetings until six. Maybe meet at eight?” Bruce asked. Joe grabbed his phone and popped up the calendar. “Uh, how about nine. I have a school thing tomorrow afternoon and then I’ll need to collect those loads. I can guarantee one but I should be able to get a few more” Joe suggested. “That works and I'd prefer more than one” Bruce replied. Joe got dressed and collected his stuff and said “I guess I’ll see ya tomorrow.” He headed home and found Kyle studying. “How was the gig?” Kyle asked. “Good, but it got really interesting at the end. I’m gonna need some help tomorrow” Joe replied. Kyle looked back at Joe and said “Uh, I told you. No more escorting jobs for me. I just feel weird about doing it.” “Nah, you get to fuck me before I go. He wants a cum loaded hole. So save your seed until tomorrow night” answered Joe. “God, I love it when you’re slutty. Only one load?” Kyle asked while rubbing his crotch. Joe laughed and said “I’m gonna try and get three or four. I'll send out a few messages and see who I can find as donors.” He picked up his regular phone off the table and sent some texts out. One by one he got answers and had four guys that would fill him with their charged cum. Kyle looked up over his laptop and asked “Does this guy guy know what he’s gonna be sticking his dick into?” “Well, he seems to get off on fucking my poz ass and gets pretty verbal about it. He thinks its demeaning to me but it’s just the opposite. Anyway, he should expect that the cum in my ass is gonna be poz too” Joe said. The following day, Joe got back from classes and cleaned up. The knock on the door at eight PM was just on schedule. Joe opened the door and gave Aaron a hug. “Thanks for helping me out, dude” Joe said before he looked around the living room and asked “Ready?” to Kyle and Steven. The three guys followed Joe back to the bedroom, stripping along the way. “Just getting three loads, Joe?” asked Aaron. “Dennis had to work, so I’m stopping over at the hotel and getting one from him before I meet the client” Joe said with a grin. Joe was wearing a red jockstrap and socks and kneeled on the edge of the bed, his bare ass hanging over. “Who’s first?” he asked. The three guys looked at each other and finally Kyle pushed Aaron towards Joe. Aaron pushed his sweat pants off and kneeled down, licking Joe’s hole and then tongue fucking it. He spit on his hand and stroked his already rigid cock. He was eager to fuck Joe since he had been Nick’s bitch for the past few weeks and his cock hand been neglected. He stood up and spit once more on Joe’s hole before pushing the head of his cock inside. Both Joe and Aaron moaned as Aaron plowed his cock in deeper. Aaron would have liked to fuck Joe for a long time but he also badly needed to shoot five days worth of cum. Aaron plowed for several minutes until Joe started to milk Aaron’s cock. Aaron fucked harder and then grabbed Joe’s hips, slammed in and then yelled out as his cock flooded Joe’s pussy. He slowly pulled his still hard cock out of Joe and stuffed his finger in all the way, feeling the warm jizz coat his finger. He took his finger out and gave it a quick lick before feeding it to Joe. Steven looked at Kyle and winked before pushing Aaron out of the way. With one firm shove, he was in balls deep. Steven let out a loud sigh as he felt Joe’s warm, slick chute wrapped tightly around his cock. He didn’t want to fuck too long since he wanted to make sure Joe kept as much poisonous cum in his ass when he went to the client. He gave long, slow strokes and started to speed up. He kept pumping into Joe for few minutes and then Kyle moved in behind him. Kyle started to work his fingers over Steven’s nips and watched his ass start to clench with each pinch. Kyle’s cock was riding up and down Steven’s ass crack as Steven fucked, leaking precum all over Steven’s ass. He reached around and twisted both of Steven’s nips at the same time and got exactly what he wanted. Steven thrust his cock in and pumped more toxins into Joe’s greedy hole. With the last drops deposited, Steven moved back pushing Kyle out of the way. Kyle bent over and licked Joe’s hole, tasting the cum mixture. He stood up and rubbed his pierced cock over Joe’s hole and then pushed in a few inches. It was a shallow fuck, with barely more than the tip getting inside but the friction on his head and the tugging on the piercing got Kyle worked up. Kyle fucked a little harder and went a little deeper, but only a third of his cock penetrating his partner was enough to get his balls readying their payload. When he felt the first pulse, he froze and let each shot pump into Joe’s cumhole. He leaned over Joe and kissed the back of his neck before reaching for the butt plug. Kyle pulled out slowly, forcing as much cum back inside as he could and then inserted the stainless steel plug into Joe’s recharged ass. “There ya go, bud. Almost full” Kyle said to Joe. “Thanks, guys. Saturday dinner is on me” Joe said as he put his jeans on and pulled a tee shirt over his head. Aaron followed Joe out the door and headed back to his apartment as Joe drove over to meet Dennis. Joe walked into the hotel manager’s office and said “Ready?” “Yeah, it’s gotta be quick. I need to do rounds in a few minutes” Dennis replied. He closed the door to the office and when he turned around, Joe already had his jeans off and was bent over the desk. Dennis chuckled and opened his pants and let them drop to his knees. He saw the plug in Joe’s ass and gave it a tug. He looked it over and gave a few licks before handing it to Joe. “Suck on that” he said, chuckling. Dennis’s cock was already hard and he spit on it and gave a couple strokes before resting the tip on Joe’s hole. Joe braced himself and Dennis slid his cock into the cummy hole. Deep inside Joe, he paused a moment to enjoy the feeling. Dennis knew he couldn’t pound Joe like normal since much of the cum inside of Joe would get forced out. He rode Joe’s ass with an almost gentle motion. While Dennis was hard and was enjoying the fuck, he knew he wasn’t going to cum like this very quickly. Dennis started pulling almost all the way out to get some friction over his glans and this seemed to work better and soon his balls started to tighten. He started to drill faster and the cum started to flow. Dennis let out a loud moan that he tried to stifle in case anyone was at the hotel’s front desk. His cock still in Joe’s ass, he reached around and took the plug out of Joe’s mouth and swapped his cock for the plug. Joe turned around and dropped to his knees, cleaning the end of Dennis’s cock of any cum he could find. Joe stood and pulled his jeans up while Dennis did the same with his pants. “Thanks, I appreciate it. Don’t forget dinner on Saturday” Joe said as he opened the office door. The two went out into the lobby and Joe headed over to Bruce’s hotel. Joe looked at his phone and saw he timed everything just about right. He had 10 minutes to get to Bruce’s room. He knocked on the door two minutes early and Bruce opened the door dressed only in a pair of boxers. “Prompt as usual. You got what I asked for?” Bruce asked. “Four loads in the last hour. I hope you like it sloppy” Joe said and grinned. “Fuck yeah! Get over to the bed you poz slut” Bruce commanded. Joe pushed off his shoes and dropped his jeans by the door. He climbed on the bed and Bruce pushed him down on his stomach. Bruce spread Joe’s legs and leaned in, looking at Joe’s hole. There was a bit of sweat and cum still inside his crack and Bruce spotted the plug right away. “Holding all that seed inside you, huh?” Bruce asked. Joe replied “Oh yeah” and wondered if Bruce really knew or cared how toxic the pool of cum inside him was. Bruce gave the plug a yank and Joe groaned as the plug squeezed its way out. Bruce looked the steel plug over and then rubbed it over Joe’s lips and pushed it into his mouth. Joe sucked it the rest of the way in and felt Bruce start to lick his cummy hole. Joe’s body shivered with Bruce eating his hole and then tongue fucking it. After a few minutes of eating Joe’s ass, Bruce stood up and stroked his dick. Feeling empty, Joe spun around and sucked on Bruce’s stiff cock. He could taste the precum already start to drip from Bruce’s dick and sucked hard on the cockhead trying to get more. Slowly he swallowed the whole shaft and had his nose surrounded by pubic hair. Joe flexed his throat a few times and pulled back, lightly grazing his teeth across Bruce’s meaty shaft. He heard Bruce moan so he decided to do it again. The moan was louder that time, so he sunk back down and then scraped his teeth along the shaft a little harder. “Oh my god, that is wild” Bruce said. Joe chuckled to himself and did it two more times. He looked up and Bruce had his eyes closed and kept moaning. Joe slurped his way back down and clamped his throat around the tip of Bruce’s cock before he then slowly pulled all the way off, his teeth scraping even harder this time and continuing over the head. Bruce’s moan had become a groan and he knew Bruce wouldn’t let him do this again. He looked down and saw a few red marks on Bruce’s cock and a red line down the top of the head. Joe turned around again and wiggled his ass and felt Bruce slide a finger inside. “No need for lube” Bruce said before Joe could feel him move closer. Joe felt the cock at his hole and he pushed back about the same time Bruce pushed forward. All six and a half inches of thick, cut cock was planted inside his hole, bathed in a mix of four guy's charged cum. Bruce laid on Joe’s back and stayed there few minutes. “God, this feels even better than I thought it would” Bruce said. Slowly he started rocking his hips and they could hear the cum get churned inside Joe’s ass. Bruce built up both speed and length of each stroke until he was standing on his feet, crouched down and pounding Joe’s hole. This fuck had more energy than Joe had remembered any he had gotten from Bruce. He loved a sloppy fuck and apparently Bruce did too. Bruce pulled out and watched some cum drip down Joe’s balls and then slammed back in and kept drilling. Joe began squeezing Bruce’s cock with his ass muscles and that was all that Bruce needed. He drove in deep and fell onto Joe’s back, forcing them down on the bed. Joe could feel Bruce’s body squirm and buck as he shot his load deep into Joe’s guts. Joe gripped the shaft hard, trying to keep all of the cum inside. Bruce laid there on top of Joe for a few minutes and then pulled out and rolled over on the bed. Joe turned and started to suck on Bruce’s softening cock, licking all of the cum off of it. Bruce squirmed a bit, obviously feeling some discomfort from Joe’s spit on the scraped, raw cock. Once the cock was licked clean, Joe moved to Bruce’s balls and sucked on them. When Joe tried to move a little lower towards Bruce’s ass, Bruce pushed him off “No one goes there, Dave” Bruce said sternly. Joe went back and started stroking and licking Bruce’s cock and soon it started to respond. Once it was fully hard, Joe crawled up Bruce’s body before sliding his hole back over Bruce’s dick. There was a whimper from Bruce as once again his cock was all the way inside Joe’s fuck chute. Joe ground his butt against Bruce’s hips and then started to ride him. He was careful not to pull up too high and let Bruce’s cock slip out of him, since he knew in this position he would lose a lot of cum. Joe played with Bruce’s nips as he bounced on his cock. Joe rode Bruce’s cock for almost ten minutes until Bruce’s moaning got louder and suddenly Bruce reached up and pulled Joe down hard on his cock. Bruce bucked up once and then his cock started to throb. The spurts of cum pumped in and mixed with all of the seed already inside Joe. Joe tried to squeeze Bruce’s shaft, but his muscles were tired and he only gave a light massage to it. Joe looked down and watched Bruce’s chest heave a few more times as he came down from the orgasmic rush. When Bruce opened his eyes, Joe asked “Is that what you were looking for?” Bruce nodded as Joe reached over for the butt plug. He rolled off and put it back in before laying back and resting a moment. “Thanks, that really was hot” Bruce said a few minutes later. “Glad you liked it” Joe said as he got off the bed and reached for his jeans. He slid them back on and pulled the t-shirt over his head and smiled back at Bruce. “See you again sometime?” Joe asked. “Oh yeah” Bruce replied. Joe walked over and grabbed his envelope and walked out the door.

I had moved to a new city about 6 months ago and moved into an apartment with a guy who advertised his spare room on roommates.com. Like me, he was gay, single and had a busy work schedule, so we didn’t see too much of each other around the apartment. His name was Eddie, he was 28 years old, and he was about 5”11, Latino and muscled from a combination of his job as a tradesman and working out at the gym. Both his arms were covered in some of the most beautiful, intricate tattoo sleeves I had ever seen. Also, I was pretty sure he was poz, as I saw some of his medications lying around in the shared bathroom a few times. However, I didn’t give this much thought, as shortly after arriving in my new city I got a boyfriend, and we entered into an intense relationship. I had really loved my boyfriend, Rob, but after about 6 months of dating and practically living together at my place, Rob suddenly broke up with me. With no other explanation other than that “things weren’t fun any more” he packed up his belongings that were at my place, and left. I was devastated, as even though we had only been together a short time, I had genuinely thought that Rob and I would be together for ever. Late the next morning after Rob had left, I finally left my room. Wearing just the jockstrap (which is all I usually sleep in), I walked to the kitchen, where Eddie was standing at the sink, washing some dishes, and I headed straight to the freezer, took out a tub of ice cream, grabbed a clean spoon and started eating. ”Hey man! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? That’s my ice cream!” Eddie cried ”Look, I’m sorry man, I’ve had a bad day...” I started to reply ”You always do this, dude! You take my food without asking, you don’t help with the washing up, and you’re practically naked!” I found this a bit rich, as Eddie wasn’t wearing much more than me - he had on very tight briefs and a singlet. “And I’ll work on that...” I started, but Eddie was on a roll. ”And to top it all off, Rob is over here ALL the time, I should charge him rent too” ”Well, about that, Rob broke up with me last night, so that’s one problem sorted” ”Oh shit, I’m so sorry Joe! I didn’t realise,” Eddie’s tone of voice changed to sympathy, and he grabbed me in a hug. ”I honestly thought we were going to be together forever,” I said dejectedly, as his arms gave me a squeeze, my head on his shoulders and my arms reciprocating his hug. “And he hasn’t given any reason, other than that ‘things weren’t fun anymore’!” ”The guy was a cunt anyway,” Eddie said. “He hit on me a few times when he was over here and you were out, but I didn’t want to say anything” ”Oh man!” I cried out. Eddie’s hug intensified, and as it did, I felt his hands slowly work their way down my back, until they were over my ass cheeks, where he gave a little grab. ”Dude! I JUST broke up with my boyfriend!” I said, though I didn’t break the hug. ”The best way to get over a guy, is to get under another...” he said, looking at me intensely. I returned his look. Eddie was so handsome, I couldn’t help myself, and if I was honest, I had always had a bit of a crush on him. I leaned in to kiss him at the same time as he leaned in. Our lips found each other’s, and we started to explore each other’s mouths. With increasing intensity, we probed each other’s mouths with our tongues, barely coming up for air between each long, deep kiss. We became more and more animated, until I was pushed back into the fridge, which we used to steady ourselves as we made out more. After a few minutes, we broke apart, and I ripped his singlet off him, pulling it over his head, fully revealing his barely covered torso, and only just now noticed that his left nipple had a barbell sticking through it. My mouth immediately went for it, and I latched on to his nipple, sucking it and licking it, while he moaned in pleasure. My left hand moved to his other nipple and started playing with it, my attention to them making them become erect. I broke away from his nipple to kiss him again, and he moved down to my neck, kissing it and biting it a little - I knew I would have hickies to explain when I went back to work on Monday. Fuck! This was hot! I wondered why we had never done this before, and then my new hatred of Rob intensified as I realised that the time I’d spent with him had potentially stopped me from having fun with Eddie. After a few more minutes of exploring each other’s bodies I knew I had to have Eddie’s cock in my mouth. I reached down to his briefs and pulled them down, revealing a beautiful, hard cock that was 8” long and nicely thick, so that I could just get may hand fully around it. At the same time, I pulled down my jockstrap, releasing my own straining cock. Both our cocks were liberally leaking precum. I couldn’t waste any more time, and got on my knees and started to suck his dick. Starting by licking around the big head, and sucking up all of the delicious precum, I started taking his cock into my mouth. Taking my time, I worked his cock into my mouth, gagging a little, but determined to take it all the way so that his pubes and my goatee met. ”Fuuuuuuuuck...!” He moaned. “That’s fucking hot, man! I can’t believe you managed to get all the way down in one go - not many guys can do that” i just moaned in response, my mouth being full of his juicy, thick cock. I started to move his cock in and out of my mouth, taking in air through my nose every time just his cockhead was in my mouth, before going back to deepthroat him. I was (justifiably) proud of my blowjob skills, and I wanted to give Eddie the full benefit of them. It wasn’t long before he started matching the rhythm of my moving in and out, until he was just straight up face fucking me as he held his hands behind my head to keep me in place. I loved every second of it, and reached down to my own cock, to feel the enormous erection I was sporting, and feeling the constant stream of precum that was leaking from my slit. I started to slowly jerk myself as he face fucked me, until he abruptly pulled out. ”Fuck man, I’m going to cum if we keep this up, but I really want to fuck you properly” ”Let’s go to your room then, and do this properly,” I said, standing up, and playing with his nipples as I did so. I playfully grabbed the nipple with the piercing in it and started to lead him to his room. He had no choice but to follow me! When we reached his room, I turned around to face him, started kissing him and fell backwards onto his bed, bringing him with me, so that he fell on top of me. I drew my legs up to encircle him. ”I want you inside of me” I whispered into his ear. “I want you to fuck me, and I want you to cum inside of me. I’ve never been fucked raw, and I want to feel it. I want you to be the first” ”Joe, you know I’m poz though, don’t you?” ”Yeah, but you’re on meds, though, right? You can’t pass it on if you’re undetectable” ”You don’t understand, I’m on a medication break at the moment. The meds were interfering with my liver function a bit, so the doctor took me off them about two months ago, so I’m going to be toxic right now” This gave me pause for thought, but only for a second. ”I don’t care. If I poz, I poz, and I can’t think of a better person to gift it to me than you. All I know is that right now I need you to fuck me, and I need you to cum inside of me” ”You sure?” ”I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life” ”Then let’s do this properly” With that, Eddie went down on me, licking and probing my ass hole with his tongue. He got it wet, and gave me sensations I had never felt from someone eating my ass before. I could feel it puckering up in pleasure with each lick and slight nibble, and then he started pushing his tongue into my hole which sent me wild! ”Oh fuck! Don’t stop! That feels so good!” I screamed. He kept going, getting deeper and deeper with each probe of his tongue. I was in heaven! But suddenly he pulled out, leaving me feel empty. However, I wasn’t empty for long as he started to replace his tongue with his middle finger, gently getting further and further in. One finger became two, as he added his index finger, and two became three as his ring finger went into my hole. He worked his fingers in and out, before finally adding in his pinkie, to make sure that my hole was loose enough to take his thick cock. ”All you’re getting for lube is my spit and precum,” he said as he pulled his fingers out, spat on his cock, and slowly started to push his raw cock into my hole. ”Oh fuck, that feels so good! Give me your poz cock!” ”Yeah? You want my toxic seed filling you up?” He asked, as he slowly pushed further into me. ””Fuck yeah, fucking poz me up! Make me your poz whore!” ”Oh hell yeah!” He said as with one final push, he entered me all the way, and I could feel his cockhead pushing on my second ring. “I’m going to fill you with so much fucking poz seed it’s going to be leaking down your legs for a week!” Now he was all the way in, he started to draw back and pound me, fucking me with all abandon, so that my head was hitting up against the wall. It was like he turned into an animal, lost in the lust of the moment, and the pleasure of pozzing up a neg hole. Holding onto my legs, so they were up in the air, he fucked and pounded me, slapping me every now and then and other times reaching down to kiss me. The sheer animal fury of it took over me as well, as I kept begging for his toxic cum, telling him to poz me up and share his gift with me. This went on for half an hour, and i don’t know where we got the stamina for it, but it was the most passionate fuck of my life. But after half an hour, I could feel his strokes change, and he slowed down, as he growled “I hope you’re ready to become poz because you’re fucking getting my load man!” Then I felt his cock spasm inside of me as he unleashed torrent after torrent of poz cum into my gut. I could feel it warming up my inside, for spurt after spurt. This had to be the biggest load of cum ever! ”Fuck man, give it to me! Give me your poz load!” At the same time, I started my own orgasm, without touching myself. My ass clamped down on Eddie’s cock, milking him for all it was worth, while my dick spewed what was possibly the last neg load I would ever produce all over my chest and face. When he was done, Eddie collapsed on top of me, panting and lazily kissing me on the lips. He slowly pulled out of me, his cock still, incredibly, hard. I could feel some of his cum leak out of my abused hole and onto the bed spread, despite my trying to keep it in. Eddie offered his cock to me, and I noticed a slight pink tinge to the cum before I took it into my mouth to clean off. ”Fuck, that was incredible!” I said once I had licked off the last of the cum from his dick. ”I’m glad you enjoyed it, but we aren’t done yet” Eddie said with a smirk. “I need to make sure my gift takes hold...” And for the rest of the weekend we fucked like rabbits. I must have taken at least 10 loads from him that weekend, and we must have fucked on every surface in the apartment. After that, I never bothered sleeping in my room again, as Eddie and I started dating properly. And six weeks after that initial fuck, I came down with a pretty bad ‘flu. Looks like I got what I wanted...

Part 4 - POLLUTION Coach Foley could feel his dick stiffen to attention as his thoughts drifted back to Kelvin’s moaning and grunting as coach’s finger had milked the boy’s prostate and thick milky fluid had steadily flowed and dripped from the metal cage encasing his restrained and impotent prick. Coach knew that the whole thing had fucked with Kelvin. That was the whole point, right? He needed Kelvin to get so fucking turned around and unsure of himself that Coach Foley could just point him in the right direction and Kelvin, willingly, would give up his virgin ass and take load after load of Coach’s toxic spunk. He hadn’t been sleeping well lately, since he’d been off his meds for a while. The virus was again coursing through his veins and he could feel it once again taking control. The night sweats and random fevers were back and Coach was frequently needing to switch out pillows during the night or having to change shirts midday. It was a good sign and meant his viral load was surging and his loads were full of virus seeking to spread and convert another host. He reached down and shifted his hardon to the side, lowering the tent that had formed in his shorts. He could feel a wet and sticky slick of precum which had leaked through his shorts during his reminiscing. Now he would just have to wait and see if Kelvin showed this afternoon. There was always the chance that Kelvin would take a step back and call everything off – that was always part of the challenge. Kelvin had the right to say “no” to anything Coach could dream up, but once a “yes” passed his lips, he surrendered that right and Coach could use him as he saw fit. It was, of course, actually an illusion of choice that Coach Foley had sold Kelvin at the beginning of everything. Coach had stacked the deck by plying Kelvin with a few drugs and feeding his lust with sexual pleasure while at the same time, Coach Foley had firmly cemented his dominance and relegated Kelvin to the role of follower, his eyes full of eagerness to please Coach Foley. Coach Foley glanced at the clock – 1:00pm. In just a couple hours he’d find out if his conditioning had pushed Kelvin even closer to becoming the cum dump Foley was sure was in there. Once again shifting his cock and feeling again the familiar leak of pre-cum Coach got up to check out his supplies. Opening the fridge, Coach pulled out the container of amber liquid that Zack had so thoughtfully prepared for him while getting slammed and fucked in the sling. A smile passed his lips at the memory and he couldn’t help but appreciate that one of his previous successes was going to help Coach recruit another bottom whore. Zach had provided him with about a liter of slam piss which Coach had divided into two. About 1/3 of it he had left as it was. Coach had been dosing Kelvin with about a shot of the unconcentrated liquid at a time and he could tell his boy was feeling it – and the fact that Kelvin was now chugging the Gatorade before each workout was evidence, whether he knew it or not, that he was craving the high and reveling in the sexual intensity and loss of inhibition. The other portion of Zack’s offering, Coach had carefully evaporated more and more of the piss until the liquid was a dark amber color. Liquid gold, concentrated, and just enough to fill Kelvin’s lower guts nicely. Coach popped open the container and its pungent odor, a not so subtle sign of its potency, once again made Coach’s dick stiffened and throb in anticipation. Coach grabbed a small rubber water bottle, one that could be screwed on to one end of a douche hose, and carefully poured the Tina-slam fortified liquid into the bottle. Best to have everything ready to go so that there wouldn’t be time for second thoughts or reconsiderations. He carefully set the bottle and its payload in his office shower with the douche hose to let it get to at least room temperature. Just before Kelvin’s work out, he’d be sure to set it in some warm water so when it was flushed into Kelvin’s guts there would be little chance of causing cramping which would allow the liquid gold could do its work. Now all he needed was his soon-to-be bottom slut... At a few minutes after 3 o’clock Coach heard the gym door swing open and heard the familiar cadence he come to know over the last month. The boy was back! Coach smiled as his dick stiffened and jumped in his shorts. Evidently, it seems Kelvin enjoyed his prostate massage enough to at least come back. Coach rearranged his raging boner and turned to the office door. “Hey, Coach! Are we, um, still working out today?” asked Kelvin. “Why wouldn’t we?” Coach Foley responded matter-of-factly. “Now grab your Gatorade and get prepped for your workout. Today we’re going to see how far we can push you.” Kelvin headed to the locker room and Coach Foley headed to his shower to make sure the Amber Liquid was made nice and warm. Kelvin strained under the workout, sweat pouring from him matting his chest hair and sending rivulets down his abs soaking his already damp jock strap. Coach Foley seemed merciless with today’s workout. Kelvin was actually glad for it as he didn’t have much time to think about what had happened yesterday and what might happen today. Kelvin had been sure about coming back today, wasn’t sure about what might happen, but couldn’t bear to think what wouldn’t happen if he didn’t show. Fortunately, Coach was pushing his ass so hard, he hadn’t much time to think about what might happen next. All last night he had dreams of Coach Foley riding his ass and plowing load after load into him while Coach Foley whispered, “Mine” into Kelvin’s ear with each spurt of cum he released, bathing Kelvin’s insides. Each time, Kelvin woke still finding his dick locked in metal. It’d seemed forever since he had cum or since his cock had even strained against the cage. It was almost as if it were admitting defeat, especially after Coach’s finger had milked his prostate of fluid while completely flaccid. What good was a hardon when you couldn’t cum? His mind snapped quickly back to reality as Coach’s hand applied steady pressure to the weights already straining his muscles. “Push, boy! I wanna see another set of reps out of you before I take my hand off. You need to focus and stop jerking off here,” Coach Foley taunted. Kelvin focused on the weights and pushed out another set of reps despite the pain along his arms and chest. “Yeah, fuck Kelvin, that’s the way I want my boy to pump it out,” Coach growled. Kelvin couldn’t help the smile he gave at the words of praise and he felt like he could go another round of reps, but he wasn’t about to tell Coach that. With the weights secured above and behind his head he turned forward to find Coach Foley still straddling him, hardon raging in his shorts and a slick spot spreading out from the head. “Good job, Kelvin. Time for a little reward,” said coach as he slipped his cock from under his shorts and danced it in front of Kelvin’s mouth. Whether it was the high from the workout or just Kelvin’s latest horny thoughts, the whole length of Coach Foley’s dick disappeared into Kelvin hungry gullet in one smooth stroke resting comfortably in the depths of his throat. Kelvin quickly began working his muscles along the shaft and Kelvin could hear Coach’s moan of pleasure which just encouraged Kelvin to redouble his efforts. “Damn, I need to push you harder more often,” Coach sighed between strokes. “You really have gotten to be quite the cocksucker, boy. That throat work of yours is impressive.” Kelvin smiled inwardly at compliment and worked Coach’s cock like a dog with a bone. After a few minutes Coach Foley could feel his balls begin to tighten in anticipation. “This boy is fucking good. Nearly made me shoot my load before the main event,” he thought as he pulled out of Kelvin’s throat. Looking down he grabbed Kelvin’s chin turned it up to look him straight in the eyes. “Ready for your reward?” he asked. Kelvin gave him a stupid grin mixed with confusion. Getting Coach’s load had always been his reward and Coach Foley’s hinted at some change in the boundaries. “Follow me,” Coach ordered as he walked to his office. He didn’t even bother to look behind him because he knew Kelvin would be there. It was inevitable. In the office, Coach Foley threw Kelvin a towel and pointed to the shower. “Head on in there, Kelvin. There’s something you need to learn,” said Coach Foley. Kelvin obeyed but he could feel his nervousness rising as he stepped into the shower. “That hose there,” started Coach Foley, “it’s for cleaning things up. You’re a big boy so you know what I mean and after that bit of a mess yesterday I also know you understand why.” Kelvin reddened at his memory of the incident. “Don’t sweat it,” Coach soothed, “soon you’ll be a pro at cleaning out.” Coach Foley could see the nervous tension building in the boy and quickly added, “Of course just because you get cleaned out doesn’t mean anything is going to happen. I was just thinking how much you seemed to enjoy yesterday and should it happen again, you wouldn’t have to worry.” Coach flashed a disarming smile and Kelvin’s tension, while not completing resolving, visibly lessened. Coach spent the next few minutes explaining how to use the hose, adjusting the temperature, how long to leave it in place, and when to know everything was good. Coach could see Kelvin relax again when Coach said he would step out and let Kelvin get ready. Grabbing the rubber water bottle, Coach left Kelvin to some private time to try things out. Besides, Coach Foley had to set a few things up. As he left the office, Coach grabbed the rubber water bottle full of amber liquid and smiled. Liquid Slut might be a good name for the concoction if everything went as planned. He also grabbed a bag and bottle of poppers from the fridge and headed out into the gym area. He checked the table vault and it was still set up from yesterday. He placed the poppers at one end and moved to the other end and set up the douche, attaching the Liquid Slut to the top of the frame on a nearby weight machine. He reached into the bag and pulled out the length of hose. Grabbing one end he screwed it onto the suspended water bottle in the fitting below the stopcock. He grabbed the other end and rummaged inside the bag for a minute until he found just what he was looking for. He pulled out a small metal butt plug with a hole running down its center and a place in the base to screw in the end of the hose. Once inserted, a nice flow of Liquid Slut would pass through the plug to fill Kelvin’s (nearly) virginal ass with the first, of hopefully many, life changing payloads. The plug had its own small stopcock on it so once the juice had infiltrated its way deep into Kelvin’s guts, Coach could shut it off and get rid of the hose. Smiling at the set-up he carried the bag to the other end where he had set the poppers. He pulled out a modified plastic oxygen mask, one he had snagged from a first aid kit, and reviewed his handiwork. At the end where the oxygen tube would normally attach, he had added a small piece of plastic and a flexible rubber tube. The tube stretched and fit over the top of the bottle of poppers rather nicely. No need for Kelvin to try and hold a bottle during his first fucking. The holes in the mask would keep him from passing out, but he’d still be getting a good hit of poppers with each breath he took. As he was attaching the poppers, Kelvin came into the room. He had a dumb smile on his face until he saw the setup around the table vault. Coach could see his eyes widen and the smile falter a bit. Kelvin had followed Coach Foley’s on how to use the shower douche and once he relaxed a bit, it ended up being pretty simple. At first it was a strange feeling and a bit gross to see everything coming out, but within a few minutes all the water that he was pushing out was clear of debris. He grabbed his towel and dried off, putting his sweaty jock on again before heading out to the gym. Coach was busy at the table vault they had used yesterday and Kelvin smiled at the memory of Coach’s fingers rolling across his prostate and could swear he felt a bit of precum leak out onto his jock. Then Kelvin caught site of what looked like an 8-foot hose attached to one of those rubber hot water bottles and his smiled waned. Not wanting to seem like he was scared, Kelvin continued walking steadily toward Coach even as his eyes would furtively glance at the jury-rigged douche set. “How’d it go, Kelvin?” asked coach. “Is that butt of yours all nice and clean?” Kelvin’s only response was a deep flushing of his face and a small nod. “Good. Climb up on here like the other day. We need to finish your clean-out.” Coach Foley could see his confusion and quickly added, “Oh, yeah, that first part was just to get you rinsed you out. Now that you’re cleared out, this magic liquid will make sure everything is nice and clean. Kind of like Liquid Plumber for your ass. It’s Coach’s own little recipe and it’ll leave you nice and clean,” Coach laughed. Kelvin relaxed a bit and moved over to the vault to position himself like he did yesterday. “So, just remember, you’re in control here,” Coach lied. “You want to stop just give me the thumbs down sign and we’ll stop before we get started. Once there’s a green flag though and you agree to continue, we’re both committed.” Coach reached out and swatted at Kelvin’s caged cock, “Remember, just like this, you’ll be committed.” Coach looked him straight in the eyes and Kelvin stared back and eventually slowly nodded. “Cool. I’ve got it,” Kelvin responded and moved to place himself on the vault, head at one end and ass at the other. His heart was jumping and he was feeling a little nauseous but he lowered himself into position. Coach went and grabbed the hose and moved toward Kelvin’s ass. “Ok, so some things to know, about what to expect,” he started. “One, you may notice a bit of warming or burning at first. Don’t freak out it’s normal. Two, once the liquid’s all inside, I’ll disconnect the tubing. It’ll need to stay inside you for at least 10 minutes to make sure it works properly. Three, I know it might be hard to keep it in that long so the end that goes in your ass will be attached to a small plug that will help you keep it in, so try and relax when this puppy slides into you. You can always pretend it’s just a couple of my fingers and you should do fine. Four, I expect that as we wait for it to work its magic, that you’ll give me a Class A blow job. Any questions?” Kelvin took a deep breath and shook his head. Coach looked at him earnestly, “Not good enough, this time around. I need you to tell me you understand.” “I’ve got it Coach. Relax. Some burning. Keep inside. Suck cock,” Kelvin said as casually as he could despite his rapidly pounding pulse. Coach smiled and reached for the plug and some lube. Carefully, Coach rested the cool metal tip of the plug against his hole and told him, “Push out a bit.” Kelvin could feel the buildup in pressure and a moment of panic as he pushed against the plug which seemed huge. Before he could panic any further, he felt his ass give way and felt the plug slide in smoothly and settle into place snugly in his ass. It was a weird sensation. The plug had widened at first but once past that place it tapered off quickly allowing his hole to close, locking the plug in place. Coach heard Kelvin’s sigh as the plug landed inside his virgin hole and smiled. “Ok, so I’m opening up the tube here, you should feel the liquid almost immediately since I primed it to make sure too much air didn’t get pushed in,” Coach explained. Kelvin felt Coach’s had moving the plug in his ass and then suddenly the liquid was there and he could feel it filling his ass. “Keep relaxed boy, we want to make sure it gets good and deep so it works really well.” Coach watched the fluid in the tube race out into Kelvin’s ass. After the initial rush, it’d be a minute or two for the rest of the Liquid Slut to work deeper and leave the water bottle and tube empty of fluid. “How you doing, Kelvin?” After the initial flood of fluid filled his insides, Kelvin noticed that he could feel small amounts of the liquid slowly moving deeper into his gut. The warming had started almost immediately and was building in intensity but still easily bearable. Within a minute or two, Coach was once again moving the plug and Kelvin heard the hose being disconnected. “Get sucking, cock whore!” sneered Coach he moved around to Kelvin’s face. Kelvin quickly swallowed the cock and started working it down his throat. Coach smiled as Kelvin began to work his throat on Coach’s fuck stick eagerly working his muscles along the shaft. After a few minutes Kelvin’s sucking became more energetic and he could feel Kelvin both speeding up and also trying to swallow Coach’s dick even farther. After about 5 minutes, Coach knew it was time to check things out. “Look up here at me. I want to see in your eyes how badly you want Coach’s load today,” Coach ordered. Kelvin looked up to see Coach with a shit-eating grin staring down at him. Coach used his hand to help hold Kelvin’s head up so he could look into his eyes. Kelvin’s eyes had a wild look too them and Coach could tell the Slut Juice has started to take hold. Rivulets of sweat were sliding down Kelvin’s forehead leaving patches of wet slickness. Coach looked across Kelvin’s back torso and saw similar pools of glistening sweat forming along his back, especially in the dip just above Kelvin’s ass crack. He reached over and applied steady pressure to Kelvin’s ass with his hand causing Kelvin to lower his hind quarters and allowing the small pool of sweat to trickle down his ass crack and around the plug which was still firmly in place. “Break time’s over, boy. Time to get that load out of Coach...if you can.” Kelvin’s mouth quickly enveloped Coach’s shaft and once again it was buried deep in his gullet and Coach could feel Kelvin’s muscles working frantically on his shaft like a man dying of thirst trying to suck life out of spigot. Over the next few minutes Kelvin’s sucking once again changed, becoming less hectic and forceful and more rhythmic and intentional. His throat muscles had noticeably relaxed and Coach’s hardened shaft had sunk deeper than it ever had before. Kelvin’s throat muscles were steady and strong as they worked the cock lodged in his throat with waves of pleasure. Coach nearly lost it once or twice but the thought of what could come next helped him hold off on his load, although he was sure that the steady stream of pre-cum was helping Kelvin to move so seductively over his cock. Kelvin’s body continued to glisten as sweat covered him. Although Kelvin had become less frenetic in his sucking, his body had continued to absorb the payload of chem piss still Once again, after another five minutes, Coach reached down and pulled Kelvin away from his focus, earning a disappointed sigh from his sex toy. “Let’s see those baby blues of yours, Kelvin. Coach needs to see that you’re still eager for my load.” Coach smiled as he saw Kelvin’s pupils, blown as wide as saucers, and knew the Slut Juice was swimming inside him and taking over, tweaking his pleasure centers and forever linking the chem piss high with deep sexual pleasure and servicing the Coach. Coach pushed Kelvin’s head back down and immediately Kelvin swallowed down every last inch and continued his pleasurable assault on the hardened shaft, with pleasure-filled groans as he continued his mission. “Almost there, buddy. Just a few more minutes and we’ll get you taken care of,” smiled Coach. Kelvin’s sucking continued to deepen and steady over the new few minutes. His throat was on autopilot and working its best to coax a load from Coach’s balls. Coach smiled as he watched the sweat continue to build along the furry crack of Kelvin’s ass and trickle down past his sweet plugged up hole. Coach could feel his dick stiffen as he first noticed that Kelvin’s ass had started squeezing the plug, pulling it in tighter. At first the movement seemed tentative, almost as if Kelvin was unsure of what he was feeling, but slowly the squeezing became steadier and more insistent. Each pulse was longer and stronger than the previous one. The bitch’s ass was in heat! Coach reached over and rubbed it gently feeling the heat and feeling confident that soon he’d be marking his territory and claiming a new prize. Kelvin had been working on Coach’s shaft for almost 15 minutes. It’d never taken him this long to get a load out of Coach before. While partly confused he was also sucking deeper and stronger than ever before. His whole body as gotten steadily warmer with sweat beginning to form small rivulets all along his torso. He could feel the dampness slide by the plug in his ass and it seemed like all his senses were on fire. His whole being was focused on the shaft in throat and the steady working of his muscles. Nothing became more important than getting that load. As his ass continued to slicken, he noted the plug felt as if it may be starting to slip. In a panic he tightened his muscles and pulled the plug back into him and was rewarded with a rush of pleasure as the fullness of the plug once again slide into his ass. Momentarily distracted from sucking by the previous wave of pleasure, Kelvin once again flexed his ass and once again the plug slid deeper into his ass sending signals which rewarded him with another dose of chemical pleasure. Hesitantly, at first, Kelvin began working the muscles of his ass. Coach Foley smiled as he watched Kelvin’s ass start to flex and pull the plug in deeper. At first the flexing was awkward and disjointed as Kelvin’s ass was teaching his brain what to do. After a few minutes, however, his ass was steadily working the plug as his ass muscles and his throat began to work in tandem. Coach let him go another couple of minutes until the thought of Kelvin’s flexing ass and his throat work brought Coach to the edge. Pulling Kelvin smoothly from his shaft he raised Kelvin’s head. “Look at me boy,” he ordered. Kelvin’s eyes slowly focused on Coach’s face. Coach grinned to see Kelvin’s pupils still the size of small moons looking up at him. This time, though, Coach could see that familiar glassy look and that far away, unfocused look that meant the Slut Juice had done its work. Those eyes were the eyes of a boy about to offer his Coach anything he wanted or commanded. “Looks like everything’s worked nicely, and you should be nice and clean by now. Let’s get you to the shower and have you finish cleaning up. You still have a job to finish since Coach hasn’t cum yet.” Kelvin stood slowly and walked toward the showers, still flexing, almost unconsciously, the plug which continued to steadily move in and out of Kelvin’s ass with each clamping and release of his ass muscles. Watching Kelvin’s ass working the plug, Coach’s balls began to ache and pull up as his dick stiffened at the knowledge that Kelvin would soon be begging for the shaft to be buried deep inside him. And with that new found pleasure would come another gift, from the depth of Coach’s balls load after toxic load would be injected into Kelvin, assaulting his virgin walls with legions of malefic DNA eager to transform its target. An insidious insemination resulting, hopefully, in impregnating Kelvin with Coach’s virus forever and completing the bond between Sire and Sired, Coach and Boy.

Being a pig…for me. When I first started having sex I did the basics…I got sucked and sucked dick. I fucked, occasionally. I remember some men thinking I was a “dirty” guy for I swallowed cum and I rimmed ass before I fucked. Now I do a lot more… On my blog I once called bringing my cock out of a man’s ass to his mouth The Pig Test. I think it’s a good starting point for me. It’s a freeing of having ‘respectable’ sex. And if you’ve cleaned out properly, the lube your ass produces is delicious. I love the juices men make. I love the taste of them and the feel. I don’t think it’s about uncleanliness. I don’t want pits to reek of not having been washed for 4 days. Sweat only smells bad when it has been on the body for a time and becomes full of bacteria—I want you to start freshly showered and we will make the sweat by having vigorous sex. Then I will be licking those pits every chance I get. They are full of pheromones—the very thing that gets our cocks hard. And I hope you would want to taste the desire on my tongue. Piss is different than urine. Watersports pigs dilute the urine by drinking water or beer or fruit juice so it is almost clear piss. And it’s about sensation. I love to fuck a man on my bench, pull out and coat his ass with my piss. For him, it is suddenly warm and wet. And it causes me to rim him all over again. Piss in the mouth – it’s about what is coming out of a dick—this never ending cumshot of fluid pouring into you. Not to mention the head rush of serving the man delivering it completely. And then there is felching. I was sure I would never do that. Larry Kramer made it sound so disgusting in Faggots. And then it happened to me by chance in a bathhouse. A man I was rimming pushed the load he’d just taken into my mouth. I came on the spot. And was hooked… My chosen screenname sums up the sexual adventurer I have become embracing the pigginess that fuels my sex drive.

As I reached the top step and turned towards my top floor condo, a paper on my neighbors’ door caught my eye. I smiled as I read the eviction notice. For the past 18 plus months, the couple in condo 314 had made enemies of every tenant on the floor, not to mention anyone who met them in the laundry room, mail room or had the distinct bad luck of living below them. So it was no great shock that in the 36 hours I had been out of town on business, they had been booted for noise, delayed payment, suspicious activity, and about a dozen other violations of the co-op agreement. It wasn’t until a few days later, while I was collecting a package, that I discovered that management had reached the end of their patience when a maintenance man witnessed the female in the couple, brandishing a knife, chasing the half-naked male across the lawn in front of the rental office. It puzzled me as to why this tussle was different from the similar arguments I’d seen a handful of times, when they explained that the half-naked male was naked on his bottom half. My laughter continued all the way back to my stairway, only stopped by the image of a sweaty shirtless 6 foot tall teen hunk coming down and walking off towards a moving van. Taking the steps two at a time, I managed to position myself in a chair at the perfect angle out my living room window to watch as the shirtless guy and some equally hunky buds made their way to and from the truck, over and over again. Upon review, I could tell the first guy I’d witnessed was closer to 25 than 18, but only when his chest hair caught some sunlight, revealing a tattoo of a crucifix on his right pectoral. His small beer gut also hinted towards adulthood, as it was probably acquired from one too many frat parties, or perhaps a habit of drinking everyday after the whistle blew at some blue collar job. Otherwise his youthful smile, round cheeks and tight bubble butt would have had me convinced he was a freshman at the university up the road. Tempting as it was to offer a hand, a glass of lemonade or a ride on my 9 inches of thick circumcised cock meat, I knew I was better to watch from the shadows and collect jerk material for later. No reason I couldn’t enjoy a bowl though, as long as I didn’t light the torch where it would reveal my voyeuristic perch. Once the bowl was finished, the Tina kicked in, and I was aching to find some hot young ass to spew full of some chemmed-up seed, driving me to leave the window and move to my computer screen. The timing was probably perfect anyway, as the sun was setting quickly and I could hear the moving truck driving away no more than 15 minutes later. Less than an hour after that, I found a 19 year old bio major sucking white smoke from the business end of my pipe, while taking all nine inches into his sweet smooth ass. It was easy to get the curious college boys to come over once they saw the photos of my 6’3” tall frame, 46” chest, 15” arms, 32” waist and previously mentioned dick. This naive twink had originally begged me to go slow, use a condom, let him suck me off instead, yadda yadda yadda; but I just kept loading more shards into the pipe and stuffing more laced lube in his pooper until he was too fucked up to say anything other than “Fuck me! Faster! Harder!” I did as he commanded, blowing not one, not two, but three heavy loads into his innocent hole before kicking his ass to the curb a few hours after his arrival. His wide eyes kept looking into mine as I threw him his clothes, slid on some basketball shorts and told him to get the fuck out, shocked that I had so quickly transformed from a passionate cum-dispensing power top to cool-headed unconcerned asshole. I watched from my doorway as his head slid down the stairwell and out of sight, looking up just in time to see my new neighbor open the door and pull the same move on some equally innocent blonde bimbo. She ran down the steps in tears when she realized someone was watching her walk of shame. I had to admire my new neighbor’s nonchalant attitude towards her used pussy and I wondered briefly if she was running fast enough to pass my own discarded boy-toy. My neighbor might have had the same thought as he smiled too, making us both laugh, and step into the hall to introduce ourselves. “Hey man, nice to meet ya, I’m Pete.” I was elated that he was in fact, the same young stud I had first spotted downstairs, and he looked just as good the second time around, if not better. He smelled of axe body spray, cum, and lube; and was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as well as brown fuzzy hair on his head, chest and legs. Bright green eyes, a straight nose and boyish smile made him look like a 15-year-old from the neck up, but his work-built chest and arms, the black and red crucifix tattoo and a packed pair of white CK boxer-briefs made him all man from the neck down. My gaze lingered a second too long on the spot of precum forming at the head of his semi-hard dick, causing him to retreat into his apartment for a pair of shorts, inviting me to join him. He didn’t close the door to his bedroom as he stripped away the white fabric, connected to his dick by a string of semen. I had to tuck my own re-hardening cock into the waist of my jockstrap when he bent over to put on a pair of board shorts with nothing under them, granting me a glimpse of his tight fuzzy hole. As he turned to come back into the living room, I pretending to be checking out his balcony view before plopping unceremoniously on his couch. Another smile crossed my face when I realized the pillow I’d sat next to was hiding a pipe like my own, as well as a sack of goodies. His face went pale when he turned to sit too and noticed my discovery, and my raised eyebrow. The perverted asshole in me knew from the look of fear on his face that I could have blackmailed him into all sorts of dirty deeds at that moment, but I laughed, grabbed the lighter, and torched the bowl, taking a HUGE hit. He exhaled at the same time I did, relieved that he was not going to get evicted or have the cops called on him. “I wondered if you were a partier, especially when I heard you going to town on some pussy for hours. That’s why I called Sheila. My dick was so hard hearing your bitch scream I decided to torch up with my fuck buddy and see if I could compete!” He took a hit as big as mine, but coughed as it came out, obviously new to partying, but hoping to seem as cool as me. “Hate to burst your bubble Pete, but my pussy was a dude. Sweet little 19 year old fuck who thought he was coming over for romance and cuddling, before I raped him, that is,” I took another hit, while Peter went from wide-eyed to laughing. “Shit dude! That is fucking hilarious! Sheila, that blonde piece of trash with the cum running down her legs, was expecting the same thing, but I told her after my second load,” He bragged. “‘I smoked you out, and filled you up, what more do you want,’ and you should have seen how she pouted and bitched on her way out of here!” “I could tell dude! And if you’d been out two minutes earlier, you would have seen what’s-his-name leaking THREE of my loads while doing the same walk of shame,” both of us laughed at our shared experience of using a high bitch on a Saturday night. We passed the pipe around for a few hours and chatted about a bunch of shit, before he decided to call it a night, and I decided to call another unsuspecting jizz bag I’d met at a club. As I used the laced lube to pound a load into a medical student who was too high and mighty to smoke my favors, I thought about Peter, and wondered if he could hear the squeals coming from the blond gym bunny I was breeding. I only came out of my fantasy of Pete joining us and eventually becoming my steady cum-dumpster, when the drugged pre-med gym boy asked me to pull out before coming. Just for that I made sure to rape him especially hard when I pumped his ass full for the second time. His pupils were the size of his anus when I shoved him into the hallway, and I swear I heard my new neighbor chuckle when pre-med asked if we could do it again. For the next three months, life went on, with me splitting days at the office and the gym, and Pete splitting them between classes to get his business grad degree and working as a stock boy for best buy. We both lived for the weekends when almost every Saturday night we sat on his or my couch, rehashing our last twelve hours of fucking. Thank God Pete had grown up with a gay uncle and seemed totally unfazed by my talk of using the local college boys, and didn’t seem to mind that I got hard whenever he told me about his latest co-ed conquest. This also gave me a chance to find out all about him, discovering his background growing up with a single mother, working construction at 14 to make cash to buy a car and save up for school, putting himself through undergrad, and eventually discovering the joys of partying when he started dating a girl who dealt. It wasn’t until one night in fall that things began to change. Pete had been laid-off by the box store for a failed UA, which meant no money for drugs once his school bills, rent and expenses were paid. I was happy to provide a random bowl to the boy now and then, but we both realized he was too comfortable when he walked in on my dick balls deep in some ass. I would have been more upset but the interruption turned on the football stud I was fucking, causing his ass to tighten. My load shot in him right as Pete’s jaw dropped. Normally you’d think a straight guy would run for the hills, but football boy lit up the pipe and motioned for Pete to take a hit, which seemed to be all the invitation he needed to stick around and smoke. I knew some of Pete’s regular pussy had dried up when he could no longer afford Tina, but it had never occurred to me he might be so hard up as to try some dude ass. Sadly, I think the football stud was too butch, so Pete only stayed to smoke the rest of the bowl, before I went back to the ass at hand, and he went back to his apartment. The rest of my fuck session, the wheels were turning in my head, wondering how I could turn all these factors to my advantage. Once I kicked the linebacker out, Pete came over and apologized profusely, at which point I made it clear that I was not a dealer, and would no longer be loading bowls for him. I waited until he looked defeated before pretending to take pity on him by saying he could always still join me for a bowl when I was loading it for a hook-up. Sure enough, my plan worked like a charm. Although all the boys I hooked up with were muscular, I knew I’d need to find a smooth one, who was more on the swimmer’s build side if I was going to keep Pete from running away as soon as the pants came off. The next weekend I invited over a slightly effeminate teenager I’d met when he and some high school friends finished swimming at my gym’s pool When he arrived, I warned him that my “hot, straight neighbor” might be joining us for some partying before he got fucked. He said that was fine, since he wasn’t even sure he was in the mood to get fucked (yeah right), and was only looking to try partying. As soon as the smooth sweet boy crossed my threshold around lunchtime, Pete was knockin’ at my door. He seemed nervous with my young guest eyeing him, until the first hit crossed his lips, becoming loose and happy. Before the first bowl was through, the prudish teen was sliding his hand down my shorts and whispering how badly he needed to see my monster dick. I loaded fat bowl number two and asked Pete if he minded us getting started. His mouth wanted to say for us to stop, but the pipe in my hands made him say “no problem.” Pete tried to keep his eyes on the bi-bareback porn on my 55” plasma, and away from the slowly undressing teen boy only three feet away, but it was no use. I could tell he was enthralled when the boy slid off his jeans and briefs, uncovering a peaches and cream colored butt. I made sure to keep the boys ass facing Pete as he sank to his knees and unzipped my shorts. Usually nothing can distract me from the first moment a new boy takes my cock into his mouth, but instead I watched Pete’s shock while the teenager popped out my beast. I tried to be discrete while I watched Pete’s reaction to me getting an inexperienced blow/hand job, but his eyes were so locked into my big throbbing cock that fire works could have been going off and he’d never have noticed. I cleared my throat, making him jump, before my eyes motioned to the pipe he’d been holding, and not smoking ever since my cock appeared. He took a hit before shakily handing me the pipe. I shot gunned into the boy’s mouth before pushing his head back down onto my cock, and then slid my other hand down his back and worked a spit-covered digit three knuckles deep up his hole. He tried to cough up my cock and wriggle away from my second finger, but I just pushed his head down further. Pete’s hand was now down his pants, stroking what seemed to be a good seven or eight inch cock, as far as his carpenter’s jeans would reveal. Reaching to the side table, I grabbed my laced lube and slathered some over my fingers before returning to the teenage hole. It must have burned when the mix of tina, lube and my three fingers pierced his hole, but he stopped complaining once the stuff kicked in. I was in hog heaven, with a blond twink swallowing most of my prick, backing his ass up, trying to swallow my hand, while Pete seemed a second away from whipping out his cock and beating it right there. I needed to push him over the edge, so I got his attention and told him to load another bowl. While he grabbed my sack and loaded bowl number three, I pulled blondie to standing, kicked his legs apart and had him straddle my waist. He thought it was time to make out, but no way was I going to miss the show across the coffee table. I pulled the boys head to the side and chewed on his neck, while I lined my cock up to his hole. Pete took a gigantic hit and almost choked to death exhaling it, but never closed his eyes as my cock forced its way into the hole perched above it. The teen cried out and tried to back off of it, but I reached out and grabbed the pipe from Pete’s hand just in time to pass it to the boy, distracting him. Pete muttered something that sounded like “fuck yeah,” as the boy took a big hit and shot gunned it to me. Once the boy set down the pipe, I gripped both of his small hands behind his back in my right hand, grabbed him by the neck with my left and punched most of my cock into his ass. I covered his mouth with mine just in time to catch his scream, which was the deciding moment for Peter. In a flash, Pete’s jeans and boxer briefs were at his knees and his right hand began to pound away at a respectable 7 and a half inch cock. I pounded the teen’s ass in rhythm with Pete, as I took in the awesome sight. Shining with sweat like the rest of him, his hard on was not too thick, cut, with a slight bend in it, topped by a perfect fat head, surrounded by trimmed pubes, except for his big sagging balls, which he had shaved smooth. Pity, I thought, once I seduced and trained him, I’d make sure he didn’t trim so I’d have something to tug on when he is bad. I thought I could have been eternally satisfied just from this glancing moment of masturbation, until he hocked a loogey into his other hand, slicked it around his middle finger, and sank it up his hole, pounding it in and out in sync with me. I locked eyes with him briefly, and mouthed “one more finger,” and like a good hypnotized slave, he added another. His face tensed up and I worried momentarily that I’d pushed too far, too fast, until I recognized that face, and glanced down just in time to see a week’s worth of cum start shooting all over his chest, neck, chin and even a drop on his lips. His fingers popped from his hole making a squish sound, while his lungs worked over time to recover from his massive release. With sweat dripping from his brown hair all the way down his pecs and mingling with his cum load, he looked exactly as I’d pictured him, only real. One drop of sweat from his nose hit his lip next to the cum, and, without thinking, his tongue snaked out and lapped up both. Upon seeing him unknowingly swallow his sperm, my balls jumped, and I pushed the teen all the way down on my dick, having briefly forgot that he was not as slutty as the football stud or some of my other regulars. He cried out loudly as he hopped off my cock, turning around and revealing his hard on to Peter. As if the spell had been broken, Peter’s eyes focused on the boy’s 5 inch almost hairless penis and revealed panic. The teenager began to bitch about it hurting and needing a break as he took a hit and smiled at Peter, who was already dressed and using the boy’s tee shirt to wipe off his cum. Stammering about homework, Peter took one last horrified look before tossing the shirt back in the room and making his escape. “That was weird, where’d he have to go?” The twink’s question made me furious, mostly because I somehow blamed him for scaring Pete away. I threw the boy over my shoulder and carried him into my bedroom, tossing him on the bed. I told him to shut his eyes, and like a fool he did so, just long enough for me to handcuff him to the headboard. I fucked his hole for four hours, all while envisioning Pete’s cum shot. I’ve never used a new hole the way I used his that afternoon, but I didn’t regret a moment of it, even when he screamed so loud I had to back hand him or when he left in tears. (He called me two days later to see if I’d do it again, so I’m pretty sure he didn’t regret it either.) I was about to jump in the shower, when I heard a knock at my door. Oh great, I thought, blondie is back to cry some more. Nothing ever surprised me more or made me happier than finding a shirtless, smiling Pete. Part 2 “So is the blond bitch gone?” Pete said, walking past me into the living room, picking up my pipe and taking a hit. “Yeah, just kicked his ass out. Figured five loads was enough in one teenager today.” I snatched up my sack and offered to load a fresh bowl. “Five? Nice! Sorry I couldn’t stick around, just had to peace-out after that.” Pete said, watching me start the fresh bowl, and licking his lips, reminding me of the cum he’d eaten off of them earlier. “No worries, just figured you freaked getting off while I fucked a dude and you fingered yourself” I tried to gauge from his smoke intake whether or not this would send him back into the awkward guilty phase he’d been in earlier, but his smooth exhale revealed nothing. “Nah man, I’ve had plenty of fingers up my ass before.” This time I coughed, choking more on his words than my smoke. “HA! I figured that’d blow your mind man. I never told you cause I figured you’d try and pull some gay shit on me, but I’ve been fingering my ass since a friend showed me a book that mentioned it when I was 14, man! And you know there is nothing better than having some bitch fiddling with your hole when you cum in her twat…or, well I guess you don’t know. But seriously, I just got weirded out cause I forgot you were fucking a dude till right that second. I’m expecting him to turn around with tits and twat, and instead I get abs and cock, it threw me.” I laughed, and suddenly all was right in the world again. Pete began coming over whenever I had company, unless the guy wasn’t into partying or something, in which case I’d tell him I was busy and he’d wait for the dude to leave. Mostly, he’d smoke a bowl, and leave as the action got started or just ignore it until we moved to the bedroom and he’d disappear across the hall. Sometimes, if the guy was feminine enough or could really suck and ride my cock, Pete would stick around, although it took months for him to get comfortable enough to start jerking in front of me again. One Friday night a top buddy of mine and I went club hopping and brought back a sweet young freshman. Smooth from his eyebrows down for swim team, and only about 5’5”, he was begging to lose his innocence with his black curly hair, full lips, and crystal blue eyes. He kept the hair in a masculine style, and dressed very manly, but it did little to hide how pretty he was. Once we got him back, my buddy admitted to slipping some g in the boy’s drink, which explained why he had gone from uptight and against everything to care-free, and into anything. Soon enough he was stripped down, and putting on a thong with the superman logo on the crotch that he found in my underwear drawer. We immediately called him Superboy, which made him giggle and start in on some story, so we kept his mouth busy with the pipe and our cocks. Usually Pete was out trolling for tail on Fridays, but around 30 mins after we got home, I received a text from him, asking if he could stop by and smoke. I figured this wouldn’t be his scene, until I looked up and realized that, in his thong, superboy looked very fem, especially with my cock in his mouth, purring around my cock as my buddy ate his pink hairless hole. I texted okay. Two minutes later, after a slight pause when he realized I wasn’t alone, Peter was perched in an arm chair, hands in his ball shorts, growing a sizable puddle of precum and sucking at the pipe. My buddy tried to get him to join us when Superboy went to use the bathroom, at which point Pete explained he was only there to look, not touch. My buddy laughed and asked him if he wanted any G then. Pete looked stumped till I explained what it was. He probably would have answered no, but my buddy knew Pete’s type, and mentioned that the three of us has had double what we’d give him. Truthfully, between Superboy, my buddy and me, we had taken double the amount Peter would get, we just didn’t specify that most of it had been unknowingly taken by Superboy. Pete, true to form, replied "Okay, I'm sure I can handle a small dose." Superboy got back just in time to see Pete make a face as he swallowed a cap full of G. At this point I’d had enough of prepping Superboy’s ass, and decided it was ready for dick. Without removing his super thong, I pulled him into my lap, pushed aside the thong strap and shoved my lubed fingers into his hole. Luckily his mouth was full of my buddy, so he couldn’t scream if he wanted to. Working quickly from two to three to four digits, I whipped them all out, before replacing them with about eight inches of my cock. Superboy flailed and tried to escape, but my buddy would have none of it, holding his arms while I began to thrust up and down, in and out of the hairless pink hole. From Pete’s angle in the arm chair, I was sure it looked exactly the same as if two 30 year old straight guys were pounding a short-haired high school girl. The illusion was further perfected by Superboy’s nipples pointing straight out from our twists and pulls, not to mention the fact his small pecs could be interchangeable with a young girl’s breasts. I wondered if I could get Pete to join in if I’d had a bra or a wig on super boy, but was surprised to glance over and find Pete fully nude, fingers in his ass, pounding away on his dick. My buddy had his back to Pete, which was probably the only thing saving Pete’s ass from getting raped. This didn’t stop Superboy’s ass from a raping though, as I was now standing upright, pounding away at his hole, all the way in and out each time. My buddy couldn’t stand it, and decided to pull Superboy off his cock just long enough to flip him around. My moan of disappointment was matched only by Superboy’s whimper, until my buddy shoved his extremely fat 7 inch dick into his hole. Superboy babbled something unintelligible just long enough for me to tell him to shut up before I had my cock deep in his unwilling throat. My eyes dared not linger on Pete, since I didn’t know if I should draw any attention to his frantic, passionate hand job, but I could see enough to know he seemed frustrated that he hadn’t shot yet. He once told me he couldn’t cum when he’d tried weed and tina together, and I figured the gina/tina combo was having the same effect. This didn’t stop his dick from pouring buckets of precum out over his fist, to the point where he was scooping it up in his other hand and using it as anal lube, which gave my balls a tingle. Now the main reason I didn’t often join my buddy in threesomes was his stamina. When I party, I like to fuck for hours, sometimes even a whole day. He was more the type to get the hottest ass he could, and fuck it savagely till he dropped his load, then bail. And that’s precisely what happened. Instead of watching for warning signs and suggesting he pull out or take a break, I was trying to discreetly watch Pete while choking Superboy till he was red in the face. So when I heard my buddy yell ‘I’m gonna fuckin cum!’ I knew I was too late. Superboy pulled away just long enough to try mumble something. “Don’t in me, no cum, Don’t cum in me!” Too late I thought as my buddy’s fingers gripped tightly into Superboy’s hips. He was balls deep shooting a thick juicy load where no man had shot before. Superboy whimpered but I shoved him back on my cock as my buddy finished cumming and slowly pulled out. Pete was suddenly aware of how naked he was, and pulled his underwear up over his leaking dick. I groaned a little when I saw that unlike his usual CK boxer briefs, he was wearing a pair of silky tighty-whiteys. The material bulged conspicuously around his hard on, but didn’t let his precum seep through as I expected. “Well boys, I’ve lubed him up for you, so get some man hole while the getting’s good.” My buddy slid on his jacket as the final layer of clothing, picked up some Tina from the table, and pushed it deep into Superboy’s ass. He reached down to get the G, before noticing Pete, who still couldn’t keep his hands off of his brief-encased stiffy. “I’m gonna leave the Gina for you boys, just in case.” He winked at me as he said this, and headed out the door. I released Superboy from my dick finally, which allowed him to slip his button down shirt over his exposed shoulders, buttoning a single button near his pectoral muscles and was surprised that he still seemed eager to keep going. “Lets smoke another bowl, but can we do it in the bedroom? It’s not comfortable getting fucked standing up.” He smiled and grabbed my dick. Pete looked worried, since the bedroom was usually his cue to leave. “You’re welcome to join us for some more,” I said, indicating the pipe and baggy I was collecting for the journey. “I dunno, if you guys want your privacy-” Pete stood nervously, while still palming his hard on. “Not even a little bit man,” Superboy knelt and began dividing the remaining Tina on the coffee table into two lines. “I’m down for whatever, whoever, whemever, I mean whenever. Fuck this stuff has my head flying.” “You guys finish those lines and I’ll get us some drinks and we’ll all meet in the bedroom.” I walked into the kitchen with the Gina, Tina, pipe and torch, quickly mixing some rum and cokes, both Pete’s and Superboy’s with a little extra Gina. I looked out into the living room as I balanced all the goodies and drinks on a tray, and witnessed Superboy refusing to move to let Pete do his line. “if you want this line, you’ll have to come get it.” Pete moved in behind Superboy, laying his full front, woody and all, against Superboy’s ass and back. I heard Pete’s loud sniff, but watched as he continued to press his weight against the tight smooth buns below him. “I’m straight dude,” Pete said, almost too quietly for me to overhear. “That’s cool, just think of me as your high-school sweat heart until I’m done with this bump.” Superboy sniffed his line, while pulling one of Pete’s hands around him, under his shirt and onto his girlish nipple. They both swayed slightly as Superboy finished the line and leaned back till they were upright and moaning quietly. Pete’s other hand dropped between them and I wondered where it was headed until I heard Superboy’s moans. “Uhhhh, yeah, finger my pussy.” Superboy and Pete held that position for a minute, making my dick throb and produce a nice thick drop of semen, which I caught in Pete’s glass before it could sag to the counter. Superboy’s hands were now working their way behind him, probably all over Pete’s cock. Finally I coughed and walked with the tray and goodies into the bedroom. As if they’d been caught robbing a bank, both boys shot to standing and began to walk in behind me, although Pete’s hand remained between Superboy’s cheeks. “Pete, can you grab the torch from in there when you come,” I said, causing Pete to finally pull out his cummy finger, and turn around, searching for a torch he wouldn’t find. Superboy joined me in the bedroom, and, as planned, I took this moment to push my plans further. “You are so fucking sexy, you are making me so hard, and I really want to see my friend Pete fuck you, would you like that?” I whispered into his ear while undoing his shirt button, and tying the shirt tales into a loose knot. This gave a hint of shadow on Superboy’s chest, which looked more and more like ladies cleavage, especially with his hard nips poking out under the material. "Fuck yes," he replied, "but he said he was straight,” whispered Superboy as I ran my fingers through his curls, making a few ringlets fall over his brow. “Don’t worry about that, just make sure you don’t hold back on screams and moans when I’m fucking you. And if you get the chance, suck his dick, but don’t let him cum, okay?” He nodded okay and climbed onto the big bed, taking the pipe and hitting it. “Oh here it is Pete, never mind.” I shouted to him, while putting in a bi porn on the 48” tv in my room, one which featured two bigger dudes fucking a slim, smooth teenage girl who looked similar to Superboy (except for Superboy’s thong-covered Tina dick). Pete came in right as the film started, stroking his cock through his tight briefs. I handed Pete the pipe and his drink, and then slid onto the bed between Superboy’s legs. I began kissing his sweet chest and pulled the shirt aside just enough to suck on one nipple. Superboy moaned, ignoring the pipe Pete was trying to hand to him. I grabbed it instead and shot gunned a huge hit to Superboy. “Why do you do that?” I looked at Peter when he asked the question? He was sitting on the bed next to me and Superboy, stroking his hard on and fingering his tight hole. I shoved a few fingers in Superboy’s ass and handed him the pipe while I answered. “It is like getting a second hit. You inhale what the other person exhales and get twice as high.” Peter looked skeptical. “If you wanna try it and see, take a shot gun from Superboy here.” Superboy was about to light up, giggled at his nickname, and smiled at Pete. Pete, looking conflicted, downed most of his rum and coke (and g) and nodded in agreement. He leaned down to Superboy’s soft lips and took the shot gun. His lips floated a half inch from Superboy’s, until I “accidentally” pushed his head down so they kissed while it happened. Pete didn’t stop kissing Superboy as he re-exhaled the smoked from his nose. Meanwhile, I had slipped Superboy’s legs over my shoulders, and began to fuck his ass. I pulled Superboy to the end of the bed with my dick still in his ass, breaking his kiss with Pete. Flipping Superboy on this stomach, with my dick still in him, I began fucking him harder while taking a big hit. To my shock, Pete sat up, finished his drink, and leaned in to shot gun with me. This time, he went in fully and our lips met as I exhaled into his sucking mouth. He exhaled back into mine while I held his head close and continued to make out with him. At this angle, Pete’s dick was close enough to Superboy’s mouth, that he easily began to suck his dick. Pete moaned as we continued to kiss, and I played with his nipples and chest hair while I fucked Superboy’s ass. Pete reached behind himself and began to finger his hole with three fingers, which gave Superboy an idea. He grabbed my hand that was on Pete’s chest, put it on Pete’s cock, and then slid his head beneath Pete’s open legs and began rimming and fingering his hole, all of which I could see in the dresser mirror behind them. This was far too hot for me, and suddenly I could feel my load surging into my urethra and out into Superboy’s ass. “Fuck I’m cumming inside him,” I said, pulling away from the kiss. Pete’s eyes widened as he looked down and grabbed my balls, feeling them pulse into Superboy’s ass. His hand on my nether regions made me cum even harder, and I pulled him back into a kiss as I stroked his cock. Finally his squeezing and Superboy’s ass was too much, so I pulled out and excused my self into the bathroom. Splashing cold water on my face, I could hear rearranging in the bedroom and I was afraid Pete might be trying to leave. I peeked-out the door and smirked as I saw Superboy forcing Pete onto his back, straddling his hard cock, and sinking it into his hole. “No, I’m straight man, we can’t do…” He trailed off, the G obviously impairing his thought process. His hips involuntarily began thrusting up into Superboy, and I walked out to join them. Pete was so high he barely noticed me taking a few big hits off the pipe in a row and shot gunning them into his mouth. He repeatedly sucked on my tongue and made out with me after each hit, becoming more and more open to my ministrations. I moved down between his legs and inserted a large crystal as far up his ass as my fingers could go, happy to see that his butt was thoroughly cleaned out, probably from his Friday night ritual of fuck prep, in case some girl fingered him. I worked my thick fingers into his hole while Superboy worked his ass up and down over the hard on. The frustration was beginning to show on Pete’s face when four of my fingers were inside him and he was still no closer to cumming. Time for the pièce de résistance in my brilliant plan. Earlier in the evening Superboy said he had an early swim practice the next morning and absolutely had to leave by 3:00 A.M. I pulled out of Pete’s ass and walked into the living room and began to collect Superboy’s clothes into a neat pile by the bathroom door, while writing a text. Returning to the bedroom, I pulled my strategically placed briefs off my clock radio, revealing that it was almost 4:00. “Hey boy, didn’t you need to leave by 4:00?” I reminded Superboy while taking a big hit and shot-gunning it into Pete’s mouth. “Fuck it. I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” Reluctantly I pulled away from Pete’s sweet lips. The little shit was going to ruin my plan. “Are you sure? I texted my buddy and he said he’d be happy to come back and give you a ride to the dorms, he lives only a few minutes away, so he should be here any minute.” The idea he might get a free ride seemed to pause his drug-filled mind. Right on time my doorbell rang, and sure enough, it was my buddy. Just like I figured, he’d had enough time away to get hard again, and seeing Pete fuck Superboy had him naked in no time. Superboy screamed a little as my buddy’s cock slid in to Superboy’s ass next to Pete’s cock, but it only took a moment for him to get used to it before he begged for more. I knew he’d be sore and ripped apart tomorrow, but if anything that only made me happier, especially seeing how hard his previously tiny cock had gotten. I focused all my attention on my buddy for the next five minutes, rimming his hole and pinching his nips. Finally he grunted and began to shoot into Superboy again, fucking him so hard he fell forward, and Pete’s cock slipped out into the cool air. Superboy kissed Pete and jerked his own cock, before spewing a small load onto Pete’s belly, which hardly fazed Peter. My buddy, as habit would predict, was ready to go. It was a good thing Superboy’s clothes were neatly stacked, otherwise he wouldn’t have been dressed in time to get the ride I promised. Before Pete could even sit up, Superboy and my Buddy were gone, supposedly to drop him off, but more likely ending up with Superboy chained to my buddy’s headboard for another load. Pete groggily sat up and sucked at the pipe I was lighting for him, eagerly exhaling into my mouth before kissing me deeply. “Damn man, I rurly wunted to cum in thet cunt, but my dick wudn’t shooooot.” Pete was the perfect mix of high and g-drunk, stroking his cock and fingering his hole as best he could in that state. “Well I might be able to get you off if you’ll let me try something Pete.” I said, before taking another hit and shot gunning it into his mouth. He wrapped an arm around my neck causing our chests to rub together. Giving in, I rolled around with him on the bed for a few moments, before repeating my offer. “Hmmm? Zure, goferit.” Pete said before kissing me again. He seemed to be really into making out now. He’d told me once it was his favorite thing to do when he was drunk and about to fuck some girl, and although I usually didn’t enjoy it very much, I was hard as a rock knowing I was one of two guys who had kissed him, and would be the first to make him cum while doing it. He whined a little as I pushed him back onto the bed, and spread his legs. I easily worked four fingers into his hole, and every time I pressed one against his prostate, it elicited a moan and some precum, which I used to lube my cock. Neither his dick or mine had ever been as large as they were now, at least to my knowledge, so I prayed I wouldn’t have to work too hard to force my fat dick inside him. Luckily, the booty bump I’d given him, combined with his g-state worked like a charm. “Oh fuck.” Was all he could mutter while I slid my entire cock, inch by inch, into his tiny hole, his knees bent over my forearms. His eyes were screwed shut, but he didn’t seem to be in any pain that I could see. His cock throbbed and leaked more precum than before, and I only paused for a quick hit and shot gun before beginning my assault. He clawed at my shoulders and made out with me like a starving whore while I worked my way from sweet gentle love making to hardcore ass breeding. I wouldn’t allow his hands near his cock, since I could feel his prostate pulsing with each thrust. Sweat began to pour off of me in buckets as I pounded away, covering us both in a sweet smelling sheen. “Open your eyes Peter, and look at the cum dump you’ve become.” I sat up, hooked Pete’s ankles over my shoulders and began my nastiest, rough fuck while Pete’s eyes locked onto my root disappearing under his balls with each stroke. He looked away, presumably in shock or disgust, only to catch a better view in the dresser mirror. “Oh fuck, yer all thuh way in.” He slurred, reaching up and jacking his dick. I glanced up and witnessed the same thing, and knew it would only take a moment for my balls to empty. Silently, I prayed I’d get him off too, but honestly, I was getting mine in the ass I’d coveted for months, so what did I care? So I sped up, and lifted my self further onto him , so he was now bent in half, getting fucked deeper than almost any boy in the bed before him, and jerking his cock only a few inches from his own mouth. “Oh shit, Erm Comma!” His indiscernible moaning meant little to me, until I felt his hole spasm, and looked down in time to catch one, two, three…in total eight streams of white jizz paint his pecs, neck, chin, lips and tongue. This started my own orgasm and I barely remained conscious while pumping my biggest (at least it felt like my biggest) load ever into his previously virgin hole. I collapsed next to him, with his legs splayed awkwardly, one under me, the other on my legs. Smiling, Peter licked the cum from his lips, and I quickly scooped more up, rubbing it on my own face. He leaned in and we made out some more, while I made him suck up every drop of cum he’d spilled. “Derit agen.” He said, half asleep a few minutes after we’d stopped kissing, now spooned with my hard on against his ass. “Excuse me jizzrag, did you say something?” I said, while jerking his dick back to hardness. His eyes lazily opened, he grabbed my cock, and sloppily tried to insert it back into his hole. “Do it Uhgen. Pleeeeeez.” Aha, do it again please. I smirked, lined up my dick with his hole and forced it back in. He whimpered and tried to roll out from under me, possibly regretting this request, but I was going to “derit agen” now, one way or another. I rolled on top of him and used his hole some more, first doggie style, then on his stomach, and finally with him bent over the side of the bed. I came twice more inside him before rolling him on to the bed and discovering a small jizz slick where he’d cum from rubbing against the bedspread while I pounded his pussy. I made him lick it up, and upon seeing his ass in the air and tongue slurping up his load, I couldn’t help fucking him full of a fourth final load as the sun rose outside my window. I smoked another bowl with him while trying to understand what he was mumbling about. “Thet wuz duh best fuck ever bruh.” He was sober enough now to stand and slide his briefs back on, before stumbling out to the living room to find the rest of his clothes. “Best ever huh? You think you want to try it again?” I said, shot gunning more smoke into his mouth. Now he pulled away once the smoke had cleared from his mouth, telling me he was aware enough to avoid kissing. “Yez, I wanna cum in that lul smooth super guy necks time ok?” He was fully dressed now, and taking a hit. I turned his mouth towards me for a shot gun, but he turned away and exhaled. The spell was broken. “I needs to get sum sleep, k? See ya lates.” He stumbled across the hall into his apartment, which he’s apparently left unlocked for the whole time. I was too wired to sleep, so instead I went into my bedroom and pulled a remote from behind the headboard. A few buttons pushed, and suddenly I was watching the view from my hidden camera, beginning when Superboy came into the bedroom. I laid back and began to jerk, loaded another bowl, and puffed while chatting with some cum-sluts online until I passed out around 9am. Chapter 3 I woke up around 1pm, blinded by the sunlight coming in my bathroom window. I got up and took a piss, showered and ate some food before I realized my tv was on and still showing the fucking from the night before. So it really had happened, I thought, when I watched as I fucked Pete’s ass for the fourth time before he got dressed and left. I rewound until right before the first time I entered his hole, and zoomed in on his hole. Thank god I’d fucked him at the angle I did that first time, because I had an almost perfect shot of his tight ass as I slid inside him. My cock jumped and some precum shot out into my jockstrap under my shorts. Suddenly it occurred to me that this video might be the only thing I’d have left of my friendship with Pete, and that was okay. I knew I’d seeded his ass and there’d be no way he could forget it with how much cum he’d be leaking today. Plus, if he decided to cry rape, I’d show him the video where he asked for it numerous times and smoked illegal substances, and I’d be off scott free. Still, the semi-decent human being inside me made wonder if he’d be okay, so I went across the hall to check. I knocked lightly, in case he was asleep, but the still unlocked door swung open slightly. Good sign he’s still passed out or unaware of what happened, I thought, until I heard moaning coming from his bedroom. Quietly I walked to his bedroom door, and peered inside. My dick jumped again when I saw Pete laying on his mattress on the floor, jerking his dick as hard as he could, with something resembling a cucumber going in and out of his ass. Another dick jump occurred when I looked at his laptop screen and saw the video he was watching: a young guy, much like Pete, balls deep in a tranny, while a 30-something body builder, somewhat like me, was balls deep in the young guy. Right as the body builder pulled out and shot on the young guys hole, before shoving his cock back in, Pete started to moan and use both hands to pound away at his dick. Nothing happened, to my disappointment, and Pete’s too. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, why can’t I fucking cum now?!?!?” He tossed the laptop on to the bed next to him and stormed across the room to his desk chair, sitting down and forcing the cucumber all the way in. He continued to pound his pud and moan for a few more minutes before his moans turned into words. “Damn it fuck my pussy-ass you son of a bitch, cum up my cunt so I can cum.” I had heard enough. Tip-toeing back to the front door, I knocked loudly before banging it open. “Hello, Pete? It’s me man, you left your door open.” I loudly walked towards his bedroom, as I heard him scramble to catch the door before I got there. “Pete? You okay man?” “Don’t come in here man! I’m, uh, I’m not dressed.” The door slammed and a lock clicked into place. I smiled and sat down, imagining him sliding the cucumber out and hiding it, along with his laptop, hunting for shorts, sweating bullets that I was this close to catching him begging for me or some imaginary faggot to breed his hole. He emerged a few minutes later to find me shirtless, smoking a fresh bowl and watching his TV. “Sup Pete? Thought you might need a bowl after all the shit that went down last night?” I smiled and handed him the bowl, which he reluctantly took. I was obvious in checking out his stiff dick through his shorts, before winking at him. He blushed and took a huge rip off the pipe. “About last night –” He inhaled again, but I moved in quickly and forced him to shot gun it into my mouth, while I palmed his dick. He froze, moaning, and puffing back into my mouth before coming to his senses and pushing me off. “Stop it dude! I wanted to tell you, last night was a mistake man. I don’t know what I was thinking, but it can’t happen again, you get me?” “That’s bullshit and you know it Pete,” I said while sliding my hand up his shorts and teasing his asshole with my finger. “You enjoyed that shit as much as anyone else there, hell you begged for me to fuck you more. So be a fucking man and at least admit you wanted it. Otherwise your slutty ass can find a new sugar daddy to support your partying.” He sat, silent and stunned while I continued to finger his hole. I held the pipe out with my other hand, offering him the opportunity to admit he wanted more of the Tina and my cock without needing to say it. Torn, he closed his eyes and reached out. Smiling, I handed him the bowl, and slid off his shorts while he took another hit. So almost nine months after we first met, bonding over our shared experiences of filling slutty holes with our cum loads, here we were. Me, reaffirmed as the best fucker in the building. Him, torn down and transformed into a cum-loving cunt, happiest when getting high and used as a cum dumpster. The rest of that day I spent using his holes all over that apartment, and by nightfall, he was finally learning how to deep-throat and take my cock balls deep without complaining. He avoided me for a couple weeks while his hole healed up, but soon enough he was spending every other night bouncing on my rod. Eventually I began letting him join me in fucking some of my regulars and even showed him how to pick up dudes in bars and online. He’d invite over some of his exes or some bitch from work or school, and fuck her till she was sore, but I had him trained well, so he’d only cum with me inside him. Once the year was up, he cancelled his lease and moved into my second bedroom, only spending time in there to study, change clothes, and sleep one off. The rest of the time we were in my room, building our reputation as the hottest top couple in the area. Every time some new college boy comes over, we use him till he needs crutches, kick him to the curb, and spend the rest of the night with my cock in his ass. I might grow tired of him at some point, but he recently introduced me to our new neighbor, a law student who’s fiancé lives across the country and doesn’t know how much he’s begun to enjoy partying and watching porn with the dudes across the hall. Tonight he’ll be joining us and Superboy for some Tina, porn and drinks. Pete told him to clean up and out in case we find some bitch to fuck who likes to eat ass. Lawyer boy loves that idea. I hope he loves getting bred too…

Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."

Well I know this is an old thread but I thought I would give you an update. I finally went through with trying gay sex for the first time. I decided to hire an escort a few months ago as I thought it would be the easiest and most discrete way to experiment. I absolutely loved sucking cock and getting fucked. The feeling of a real cock in my arse was amazing and so much better than toys. It’s so warm and hard but also more forgiving than a toy. My arse was gaping at the end of it because the size of the cock. It really hurt to begin with but after a few minutes I really got into it. I felt so empty when he pulled out having finished. It was with a condom so I have no idea what it really feels like to be bred but I could feel him inside the condom in my arse and it felt great. I had no interest in kissing or being affectionate but I loved bottoming and getting fucked. It made me realise I am straight but I keep finding myself thinking of cock inside me and how much I want it again. I have a feeling I will probably do it again at some point but I think I will stick with escorts so I can get exactly what I want.

Sucked off married regular in rainstorm. He was incredibly horny and very vocal, didn't care about the rain. Fed me 3 nice loads of steamy cum quickly. I'm not usually for cum and go's, but he always delivers 2 to 3 loads every time. Can't wait till summer, he works outside all day. Has the best tasting sweaty musky raunchy ass at the end of the day. Got him to piss down my throat once.

I was 12. He was 14. Happened after we went skinnydipping and his family was gone for the afternoon. A couple weeks later his dad fucked and bred me too.

I love getting fucked in dark rooms. Just to be free of all baggage, and know I’m gonna get some cock without any hassle. The person could be anyone, and I prefer not to know. Makes it seem more sleepy, naughty but in a controlled manner. I normally goto Lab in Berlin, and get on all fours in the dark area behind the main bar. It’s not fully dark, just enough light to see shapes/outlines ... although when kneeling on the platforms I see nothing and just wait for a cock to enter me. At Folsom last Sep I took 17 cocks (no idea how many loads, but it was dripping down my legs) inside me over 5 hours. Variety of cocks, thick/thin long/short all in me. At about 5am I was about to leave as the crowd was thinning out and my knees were sore (those mattresses aren’t thick) when some guy good down and started rimming me. For the next 30mins, he proceeded to eat my ass, and whatever cum was in me, out. Absolute bliss. Perfect to a slutty evening. Looking forward to my return to Lab for Easter Berlin (as well as Fickstutenmarkt)

Here is the last chapter: The club We were chatting a lot over the next days. He sent me the pics Tom had taken as well as a short film. I got hard from seeing my ass being opened and fucked and fisted. I couldn’t believe that the gaping hole with two fists inside was mine. I told David I had loved the session. He said he had a fantasy of seeing me gangbanged. Would I join him to one of the local sex club and try that out? I was very nervous about this, but as usual David repeated the suggestion and after a while it turned me on and I also wanted to do it to please him. One day David told me it was a fist weekend in a club in town next weekend. Would I be free to join him? I was. Cleaning out very well as always, dressing up in a pair of new slutty shorts with a sipper all the way around and boots, I was ready when I met him outside the club at 10 in the evening. We paid our entrance, and started to explore the place. None of us had been there before but we soon got acquainted to the various rooms and levels. It wasn’t very crowded, but it started to fill up and I got horny just from seeing all this more or less undressed sexy guys walking around. Some of them touched my dick through the shorts when the passed. I did not mind at all. We found a sling in a quite open space where people would have to pass by and David said he wanted this to be my place for the night. He made me lay down in the sling and gave me an e he had hidden in his pocket and also a sip of water which tasted G. Soon my head was spinning and I knew I would be very slutty once again. We had brought poppers, lube, condoms and gloves, but David would of course fuck me bare. He entered me with his usual determination. I was ready for it, but I screamed as he entered me. He laughed as always and said he knew his slut liked it. He fucked me hard and merciless. The action in the sling soon attracted some audience and David pointed at one of the younger guys watching. Dressed in leather pants with a big bulge and a harness that showed his hairy belly, he was very sexy. “Do you want to assist?” The guy nodded eagerly and David told him to pull my nipples, feed me poppers and make me suck his cock. The guy seemed very happy with his tasks that gave him a good viewpoint of what was happening. He took out his cock and showed it into my mouth. It was 18 thick cm and tasted of pee. He made sure I took it all the way before removing slightly and told me to lick him slowly. David pulled out his cock and proceeded to fist me. Opening me with two, three and four fingers, he suddenly told the young guy to give me more poppers and then showed his fist all the way in. I screamed again, but I was a happy boy and realised the sling was perfect for fisting. It ensured my legs were out of the way and David could go really deep. I felt myself open up and I was very much welcoming his gloved hand deep inside me. Strangely, other people just watched but they urged him to fist me harder and deeper. Once in a while David would tell the young guy to feed me poppers or pull my nipples again. I was in heaven. It felt so great and I was turned on by the circle of guys wanking and watching. After a while David asked if the young guy wanted to fuck me. He was more than willing and put on a condom on his 18 cm and fucked me. He didn’t last long after having been stimulated in my mouth for such a long time. I felt him shoot and withdraw with a condom full of his cum. David asked if I missed the feeling of cum being shot directly in my ass? I said yes. He smirked and said: “at least you should taste it!” He told the young guy to feed me the contents of the condom. I lipped like a kitten and swallowed it all. This winded up the entire crowd and I heard wispers about this slut that was new to the scene. An older man with a huge cock asked David if I could suck him. I just realised he was asking David and not me as if I was just an object. David of course gave him permission and he gave me his dick. The cock was shorter than the former one, but he was more brutal and I gagged as he hold my head and facefucked me. Meanwhile David urged one of the others to fuck me. He was also wrapped up when entering me. I was sucking and being deepthroted and soon I could enjoy a new load in my mouth. The older man slapped my face and said: “thanks slut”. In my ass the cock fucking me was withdrawn and soon replaced with David’s fist before another man fisted me. He had a much more brutal style than David and I screamed. The stranger laughed and said: “can we give him something more? This is a bit too much noise”. David gave me another sip of G and a new E and soon I was urging the man to fist me more. To him and the others he said that everybody that fisted me for at least ten minutes could fuck me. “And if my slut protest, tell you to take out the fist out before 10 minutes has passed or are not able to take your fist, you can fuck him without a condom”. I was in a dreamy state, my mind floating and I didn’t protest. I was able to take this guys fisting for more than ten minutes and he wrapped up before fucking me. A second and third guy also fisted and then fucked me with condoms. Then a big bear was approaching. Everything was big with him. His beard, his belly, his cock and not least his fist. He started to finger me and I tensed up when I realised how big his fist really was. He tried to push in, I clenched my hole and he didn’t managed to get it in. I looked at David and asked for more poppers, but David said: “You have to handle this without any poppers”. The bear laughed and said he wasn’t sure if he wanted to try more with his fist – the idea of barebacking me was more tempting. He did actually try to lube up my hole and get his fist in once more, but my mind was blocked and I simply couldn’t relax. So, the guy gave me a wicked smile and said: “guess it is my lucky day. I love to bareback a slutty ass”. He wanked his monster cock to full erection and then showed it into my ass. It was the biggest cock so far that evening and I was moaning loud as I felt his balls slap towards my ass. He told one of his buddies to facefuck me to keep me quiet. “I can concentrate if the slut is moaning and screaming”, he said. Not that it seemed to be a big problem for him – he fucked fast and intense and soon I felt him shoot in my ass. He withdrew and told me to lick his cock clean. He gave me a kiss on the mouth before disappeared in the crowd. I didn’t have much time to miss him, because as soon as the big guy disappeared another guy stepped forward. He was shockingly familiar. He smirked and said “Hello Simon”. I realized it was Hugo, one of my colleagues. I knew he was gay, but had no idea he would visit such a place. He said “So you are a cum and fist slut? That is indeed very interesting. I volunteer to fist you if I get a chance to fuck your ass afterwards.” He said to David that I deserved some more poppers and started to fist me. He was soon punching my ass and went deep and after seemed like an eternity he proceeded to fuck me as he was promised. His cock was maybe 16 cm and quite thick. He produced a condom and wrapped it on. He slapped my ass and said “use your muscles to make you ass tight for me”. He fucked me hard, and it seemed like he had been really turned big time by his own merciless fisting. Within a very short time he yelled out and came. When he pulled out I noticed his condom was broken and was rolled up by the root of his cock. He noticed my reaction and said: “I seems like I took one of my fixed condoms. I always keep some in case I come across sluts like you. I guess you don’t mind”. David interrupted and said: “Sure not, he loves it”. And David continued: “Be a good slut and clean off his cock”. Hugo said to David: “Do you mind me using him in the office if I need a relief there?” David said: “of course not”. I was too dizzy to protest, but understood our collegial relationship would maybe have changed. Over the next two hours I was fisted and fucked by another 4 or 5 guy – I kind of lost track. David seemed to have forgotten the condoms and several of the men shot in my ass. Some of the guys watching the scene wanked and shot in my mouth or face. David was renewing the chems a couple of times, ensuring I was continuously high and not protesting. When the line of men was finished he pushed his fist in me a last time and kissed me. “You are a now true slut just as I wanted you to be. I love you”, he said.

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

What a fucked up week! It started out pretty much normal with the exception of my partner Brian being on a rare business trip. I am self-employed so my schedule is pretty flexible. I usually go to the downtown YMCA late afternoons but on Wednesday I went mid morning so I could do some chores as well. The Y was pretty empty so I relaxed in the sauna after my workout. I could see from the sauna door a muscular stud prowling from the shower who put on a bit of a show toweling himself off before entering the steam room. I am not a prude so I followed him. Two guys were in there when I entered. It was extremely steamy inside and I could barely make them out until I was quite close. I sat across from them so I could see what they were doing and if perhaps there might be a little action going on. While I am “monogomish” with Brian, I certainly feel free to jack off with others if it is discreet and occasionally will suck a bit as well. One of them ducked out pretty fast and that left the muscular stud alone with me. “How’s Brian?” he asked. That got my attention! “Ummmm, he is fine, thanks” was my reply. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Well, it WAS steamy and I didn’t have my glasses on. He scooted closer. “I’m Vince.” he explained. He offered me his hand and held mine a bit longer than necessary while I told him that my name is Mike. “We met once at a party” Vince continued. After a pause, he gave me the key I needed. “I used to date Brian.” “Oh! That Vince!” I winced as that was supposed to be my private reaction. Vince chucked “Yes, I suppose you could say that. Has Brian said much about me?” I replied "Not really" and that was the truth. I was under the impression it was just a short-term thing and I had never pressed Brian about it. Vince confirmed they hadn’t dated too long, but after a moment he said that Brian had a fabulous ass. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, as I stammered "Why, yes he does." Vince had turned towards me and I couldn’t help to see his ample junk flopping in plain view. “I really enjoyed using his hole and I was sorry that there wasn’t the chemistry to make it work as a relationship.” This seemed like an honest declaration; although my ears and dick perked up at his way of saying he had fucked Brian. “I was the first man to fuck Brian with a PA” Vince not so discreetly grabbed his crotch as he continued. “Brian was really tight and I had to use a lot of lube on his hole as I stretched him with my fingers and also used lots of lube on my rubbers.” Vince was clearly getting hard and between seeing his sizable tool and hearing his talk, I was rock hard very quickly. I could see the thick gauged PA accenting his big head and it looked hot as hell. “Brian sucked well, although he had a hard time deep throating me.” Vince pointed his very erect dick at me and pondered “I wonder how you would do?” I was really horny as I had not cum in a few days, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with Vince due to his previous relationship with Brian. That didn’t seem particularly discreet. Vince seemed to pick up on my discomfort. “Look, it was many years ago when I had Brian and I never kiss and tell. Just grab and feel it.” Damn was it meaty and big! What the fuck—grabbing it couldn’t get me in trouble. Grabbing it, however, proved to be insufficient. Vince was pinching my nips (a hot spot for me) and feeling me up all over. “Come on, just taste it…try it, you’ll like it.” We both laughed at that so I figured what the hell. I got it about half way down before it became a challenge. Vince with over 8” long—and I mean REAL inches and way thicker than most. “Are you a better cock sucker than Brian? Show me how you suck, Mike!” He grabbed my head and started to face-fuck me. Someone came in at that point so I quickly sat down next to Vince. As the mystery guy was obscured in the steam, Vince kept touching me. As he rubbed my ass cheek I couldn’t help raising my hip to give him access to my hole. It was exciting to play while another man was nearby but unaware. When we were alone again Vince had me face away from him and then he knelt down and latched his mouth on my sweaty hole. FUCK that is a turn on for me! He stood up and rubbed his dick against my hole as he reached around to my nips and chewed on my neck and ear. “I wanna fuck your hole” he growled. I literally had chills run down my spine. I wasn’t going to take him raw so I turned around and said it wasn’t private here and I didn’t have any rubbers with me. “Brian always made me wear a rubber, too” Vince admitted. “I have some special ones in my gym bag and lube, too” he offered. I asked how they were special and he said that they were extra large and fit his big dick the way rubbers should fit a man. “Brian always loved how I fucked him and you will, too!” My resistance was low and my libido was high. Vince was pushing to seal the deal. He didn’t have a place available, but he was open to suggestions. I admitted Brian was out of town, but I had never brought anyone home with me. Vince was pawing me and playing me to the point of surrender. “Come on” he sighed “You are going to love it!” I did want it, but I told him that only Brian had fucked me for the last 6 years. This seemed to make his eyes gleam. “Look, here is the truth: I am moving out of state this weekend and this is the only time I’ll ever be able to be with you. I want my last memory of here to be with you.” He kissed me and his tongue plunged in. After a few minutes of serious tongue dueling and his hands possessing me I told him to meet me in the locker room and I’d give him my address. I just about chickened out while throwing my clothes on, but Vince showed up with his towel wrapped around his waist with an almost obscene bulge erasing my doubts: I gave him my address and said give me 20 minutes to get ready at home as I wanted to be prepped and squeaky clean for the fuck-session. Vince was prompt and started deep kissing as soon as he entered the door. He appreciated my jock strap and said it was perfect. I suggested the couch but he just said “uh uh. I want you on you and Brian’s bed.” In for a penny in for a pound flashed through my head as I led the way. “I can’t wait to fuck you like I fucked Brian so long ago!” Brian and I fucked protected for six months before we got our second negative HIV test and went to bare sex. As much as I prefer getting fucked ‘skin to skin’, I wasn’t going to take any chances with Vince even though he said he only tops. I am versatile, but if I am honest, I get off on fantasies of being fucked by a stud like Vince. I was glad that Vince brought his special condoms so I could get fucked just like Brian did. I could imagine that smaller condoms would be way too restrictive. Vince didn’t just ‘slide and ride’. He made me suck him hard and wet, lick his nuts and when I saw his hairy ass my tongue couldn’t resist. “Awwwwwww! Yeah, fucking worship me and you will get the fuck of your lifetime!” He promised. He also encouraged me by saying the more turned on he was, the harder he fucked and the bigger load he shot. What could be better? Still, after a good 20 minutes of foreplay I was getting crazy to get filled. Vince started his prep with eating my hole and rather harshly finger fucking me. It sort of hurt, but I was so damned horny I just moaned and relaxed to give him better access. The sooner I was open, the sooner he could breed my hole he promised. He told me he was good for two loads so if I was only good for one, I should wait until he was giving me load number two. “Fuck yes” I agreed. He wanted me on all fours for the first fuck. I saw him open the package and slide the rubber on, pinching the tip to make sure there would be room for his load. I assumed the position as he added his lube that he said looked and felt just like cum. I had heard of it, but had never tried it. The push in was slow but constant. The PA felt awesome rubbing against my prostate and I moaned as he filled me up. It was my first time being fucked with a PA, just like Vince was Brian’s first. Vince started out slow and told me how much he liked to see his dick slide in and out. After a few minutes I was relaxed enough for him to pull out and shove back in. “If only you could see what my dick looks like now” he groaned. I wanted to know a few things. “You like my ass? How does it feel for you? How do I compare to Brian?” Hey, a little praise goes a long way for me! “Needy, aren’t you!” Vince chuckled. “Mmmmmmm your ass is fine. It is tight, warm and you have great muscle control. I love how it is hungry for what I am giving you. I’d say I am happier being inside your hole than Brian’s. It fucking turns me on that you are cheating on him and giving me your hole to use just like I used him. My load will be your reward!” This talk was going to both of my heads. I get off on dirty talk. “Fuck me, Vince! I want it bad!” His thick dick was pleasing me and hurting me at the same time. The combination was making me groan and beg please. Vince started to pound harder and my response was instant. I squirmed and groaned while he started his end run. “Fuck yes, Mike! I am so loving this! I am going to fucking own your ass and claim it as mine. You want that, don’t you? You want me to do that? You want my dick?” “Please Vince!” I cried. “You want me to use your hole just like I used Brian’s, right?” YES “You don’t care that you are cheating on your partner?” Just use me, Vince, please! “That is exactly what I am doing. I am going to reward you for your bad behavior…damn, I am so close!” Fuck me Vince! Use me! Make my ass yours! Despite the condom, I swore I could feel the heat of his load pulsing inside me as he screamed and shoved his dick as far as it could go. “There! I am giving you what you deserve, Mike! Arrrrrr! I fucking own your cheating ass!" The stimulation was just too much! I exploded on the sheets and cried out. “That’s it! Cum on my dick and milk every drop out! Vince hissed. His weight pushed me flat on my stomach and I enjoyed the afterglow of his still hard dick twitching as my ass rhythmically clenched and relaxed. Brian always says that turns him on and Vince seemed quite content to let me keep working on him. About five minutes later, after we had each recovered our breath, Vince pulled out, while still pressing me down into the mattress and pulled his condom off to toss in his open gym bag. “It’s my souvenir” he snickered as he nibbled my ear. Vince turned me over and got in a 69 position with his semi-hard dick pointing at my mouth. “Clean me up!” he commanded. I gladly sucked his dick as he sucked on my sensitive dick and nuts. After a while he grabbed my thighs and exposed my ass to his probing fingers, sighing at the same time, “Damn does your ass look fine." His dick gradually went from spongy to rock hard. He re-positioned himself between my legs and reached over to grab another condom. He told me I was lubed inside and out from his first fuck as he suited up. He told me to grab his dick and place it where I needed it. His eyes closed in pleasure and he just said “ahhhhhhhh” as he pushed deep into me. “The first fuck was just a warm up. I want you to watch me, hold on to me with your hands and totally experience what I am doing to you. You are going to always remember this fuck.” I was putty in his hands and I just whimpered a little as my hands wrapped around his strong back. “That’s it. Give yourself to me. After today you’ll always associated getting fucked with what I am doing right now.” Usually doggy is my favorite position for being fucked, but Vince was right—this was a special experience. I couldn’t remember feeling so possessed by another man. Vince locked his hands on my body throughout the fuck: either on my legs, my nipples or holding on to my shoulders. His eyes rarely left mine and while it didn’t feel romantic, there was something so primal about this fuck. I told Vince that and he said “That’s right. I am fucking you the way a man should fuck another man.” I confessed that the only thing that would be better would be to have him fuck me raw, but I quickly added that I couldn’t do that. Vince smiled and said condom or not, I was being fucked the way it should be. I was surprised how hard I was. Vince knew how to keep me stimulated from within and without. Nevertheless, after about 30 minutes I was getting rather sore from the relentless fucking and PA clad head rubbing inside me. Vince said there was no need to stop and add lube as he was getting close again. “Fuck yes” I moaned. “I want it bad.” “What do you want?” Vince asked. “What do you want from me, Mike? You want me to use you like I used Brian? You want to be claimed as mine?” I was moaning yes and please almost like a chant. “You want this connection? You want to be bred by me? By now I was almost babbling as Vince was going in for the kill. I kept begging for him to have his way with me, to use me, to breed me. Despite his condom I could pretend that he was going to breed my torn up ass with his seed. “Yes, fucker! Here comes the breeding you have always wanted. The fuck you will always remember; I…FUCKING…OWN…YOU!!!” Each word was accentuated with full penetration. He went still on the last word and flexed and throbbed like crazy. “You’ve got it…you are fucking bred…ahhhhhhh…” A few quick strokes with my hand and I was shooting clear on my chest. I was way louder than I usually am. There was something so satisfying about that fuck. We were both sweating as we came off our fuck-high. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you, Mike.” It was almost tender. “I’ll always remember fucking you.” He added. It wasn’t lip service when I told him that the pleasure had been mine. Vince slowly pulled out and tossed his second condom in his bag. We both took a short shower together with Vince massaged my hole saying “Just so I'll always remember your ass.” I laughed and was in a great mood. Vince kissed me deeply and told me that he really enjoyed fucking me…just like he had fucked Brian he added. I confessed I couldn’t believe Brian was willing to let go of his fuck tool. “Well, I am just glad I could have you today…in a way, I feel like I fucked Brian as well by fucking you.” Later that afternoon I emptied a huge amount of lube out of my ass. Fingering my hole and smelling the goo I had to agree that Vince’s lube was the closest thing to cum that I had ever had. Brian got back late Friday and we fucked like bunnies. I enjoyed fucking him bare and pretended that Vince was me. I mentioned I had seen Vince at the Y in conversation late Saturday and that he was moving out of state. Brian seemed to be in a pensive mood and I asked what he was thinking about. Brian explained that even though Vince was hot sex, he was glad he was with me. I smiled at that and asked why he hadn’t stayed with Vince. “Well, we weren’t dating too long and I guess I was a bit naive.” I asked what about. “I always seemed to be full of lube after Vince fucked me and I checked and saw that his stash of rubbers were all carefully slit at the tip and put back in the package.” My heart lurched. “It’s just as well he is moving, I guess. I heard he is poz now and I’d hate to think that anyone I know might get bred like I was…”

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

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

Date Rape I wasn't really looking for a hole, he just happened on me. I was in the Eagle as usual, sitting at the bar drinking my beer and smoking my cigar. He'd been sitting on the stool to the right of me, talking to the guy on his right side and pretty much ignoring me. I knew that cause I'd been watching him in the mirror, and he was really interested in the other guy, and not too excited about me. But his interest in the fellow on the other side wasn't enough to keep the guy there, when a better looking guy came up and started chatting with him. Those two had left together, and then when it was just the two of us, he began to talk to me. I'd had enough drinks that I was a little more loose of tongue than usual, so I kept up with him, and the raunchier he talked, the more I talked. He was a pretty good looking fellow, I'd guess mid to late 30's, light beard, sandy brown hair, dark eyes, kinda sad looking. He wasn't too heavy, but could stand to work out. Of course, who am I to talk, I'm a real bear of a man, hairy all over, with saltnpepper hair and beard that show my age. Basically he sort of gave me the condensed version of his life story, how he'd had a lover but was now alone. He'd been using safe sex even with the lover, but after that was over, he'd hooked up with a guy one night that was into raw, bareback sex. He said he'd never had a guy shoot his load up his ass before, but that one night changed his life. He told me it was the most incredible sexual experience he had ever had. Now you understand, I'm a Poz bareback top, so he was really preaching to the choir, but I wanted to hear his side of it, so I didn't say anything, I just listened and asked enough questions to keep him talking and find out more. Luckily this guy had been at the bar quite a while, so he had inhaled enough beer to make his tongue very loose, and he was telling me a lot more than he would or should have. His name was Tom, he'd lived in the area all his life, in fact he lived in an apartment building not too far from the bar. I didn't tell him I lived just a few blocks further away, I let him do the talking. Anyway, the guy he had been talking to earlier he had met online, and they had agreed to meet tonight at the bar, to see if they liked each other. The reason Tom had picked this particular guy was that he was Poz. Tom wanted this guy to be the one to plant the bug in his ass, so that he could get over the hump and have bareback sex without the constant worry. But he was so uptight about it that he wanted whoever gave him the bug to also give him the "date rape" drug, so that he wouldn't be able to resist. He was afraid that he might chicken out at the very end and kick the cock out of his ass before it delivered the dirty load. When Tom had told the guy he had met tonight what he wanted, it had turned the guy off. He just wanted to fuck raw, he didn't want to have to rape his date. So now Tom was crying into his beer, confessing his warped desire to a stranger at a bar. Now what Tom didn't know was that I was feeling like the luckiest man in the world. I had been over to visit a friend just before I hit the bar. The point of my visit was to pick up a little of the above-mentioned drug. It has to be refrigerated, so I had it all wrapped up in a padded freezer container, like you see on TV, and it was in my coat pocket. So I began to wonder how I could make the dreams of two men cum true. I had been looking for a guy to use it on, and I thought I had one lined up a few days from now. But when life deals you a card like this, you play it. I was so excited I was having trouble concealing it. I was beginning to get drunk, so I concentrated more on smoking and less on drinking so I could stay ahead of Tom. He was very loose now, so I'd have to stay ahead of him and keep him at the bar, otherwise he'd realize how drunk he was and go home to sleep it off. So I did my best counseling, putting my arm around his shoulder, telling him he wasn't crazy or weird, he had normal urges like everyone else, don't worry about it, relax, you're an OK guy, the things you say to a guy you want to get in your bed. All the time I was doing this I was very carefully peeling open the wrapper in my coat pocket, as my coat was over the back of the barstool I was sitting on. I was able to get my left hand into the coat pocket while working Tom's shoulder with my right arm. Every time I was about to move or make a noise with the wrapper, I'd squeeze his shoulder or hug him tight so he wouldn't notice. And soon I had a very cold bottle stuck between my legs. I had to do some fancy work to keep Tom looking over at the pretty boys that just came into the bar and not at what I was doing, trying to push down and turn the cap and get the damn thing open. And then I had to spin him around to look at the hot man playing the pinball machine while I leaned over to tap the ash off my cigar, when I actually had the bottle in the same hand, and poured just enough into the beer he had left in front of him. Then I closed the bottle and eased it back into the wrapper, while urging Tom to tell me more about what he wanted out of his rape scene. Tom was almost running off at the mouth now, so glad to finally have someone he could talk to about what he wanted. He was describing a scene that had my cock so stiff and dripping precum that I was sure I had a big wet spot in my pants, but the cold bottle against my balls had cut some of that back. I finally got the bottle put away just as Tom was finishing up the beer. I knew I had to act quick, so I advised Tom that he needed to go home and get some rest, he'd had too much to drink, etc. It worked, he was so drunk he couldn't think straight, and the drug was beginning to take effect. I had to help him put on his coat and help him count the money out to the bartender as he paid his bill. The bartender gave me that look that said "You are gonna see that this drunk gets out of here safely, aren't you?" I was all smiles and helped Tom to the door, as he was in that listing stage that is just before the staggers. I knew exactly what was happening, he didn't. When we got out in the night air it sort of sobered Tom up a little, he began to search for his keys and try to remember where he parked his car. This was the time to tell him that I lived just a little beyond him, and offer to drive him home, as he was in no condition to be driving, as drunk as he was. Did he want to risk a ticket or an accident? No, sir, I could take him home safely, and he could easily come back in the morning to get his car. The fog was settling in, I could see it in his eyes. Tom could do little but agree, and I led him to my van. My van is basically a rolling bedroom. Two seats up front, and then a huge empty back with nothing but packing pads. No windows. Curtain between the front and the back, so no one can see what's going on. I opened the back and helped Tom in, and I told him to lay down and rest till we got home. He was having trouble keeping his eyes open, so he just climbed in, laid down, and flopped like a wet washrag. He was out, gone. I had timed it perfectly. Wonderful! I locked up the back and got in the front and got my cell phone and called my buddy Rudy that had given me the drug. I told him "I got a live one, Rudy, I've already used the drug, but I need some help getting this guy into my apartment." Luckily Rudy was about as far from the bar in the other direction, so I didn't take him long to get there, just long enough for me to get to my place, open it all up and get it ready, and have a smoke. When Rudy pulled up, he helped me get Tom out of the back and into my place. I have a first floor place with a door on street level, so it wasn't too obvious what was going on, just two friends helping a drunk friend home. While I got Tom stripped and into my bed, Rudy set up the video equipment and the digital camera. We were going to document this for Tom, so he had some proof of what was going on. I made a pot of coffee, as I needed to be up and sober, and Rudy had some, though he spiked his with a little whiskey. Rudy would be the photographer, I would be the rapist, and Tom would be the victim. I figured with all the beer and the drug, we had a good two hours before he came around. I sucked Tom's Dick to be sure he was out, and there was no response, so he was gone. Rudy connected the video cam to the TV on the chest of drawers opposite the bed, so I could watch what he was taping and be sure we got it all set up correctly. He put the video camera on the tripod and used the digital cam to get several shots of Tom passed out on the bed, naked, face down. After we had all the preliminary stuff, then Rudy got the video cam aimed at me as I stripped, taking a few flash pix as well, of me getting naked and working my cock up good and stiff. You know how sometimes it's hard getting your cock into a guy when he's tight. Well, try it sometime when he's passed out and dead to the world. There was no telling him to lift his ass a little, I just had to keep lubing up the hole and probing it. Once I had the cockhead in, I just eased down and in, and I as I did I began the narration of the event, facing into the camera and addressing it mainly to Tom, to show him what had happened. We got some excellent shots of my cock popping his ass open, me sliding in, and finally of me fucking his ass, and of course we got the whole thing on tape. As I was fucking him and getting close to the point of cumming in his ass I stopped to tell the camera that this was it, the moment of conversion. Rudy got an excellent shot of my ass muscles puckering up when I fired the first shots. And I didn't realize how much I was talking till I saw the video, I was really telling him what was happening, that I was shooting my dirty load up his hot hole, etc. Soon there was sweat dripping off my nose on his back, and we got a beautiful shot of a cummy cock pulling out of his hole, and the cum oozing out of his open asshole. He never moved during the whole fuck, it was like fucking a dead man. Then Rudy and I shut off the video cam and had a smoke break. Rudy had his cock out jacking it while I was cumming, and I asked him if he wanted to add his load, but he said he wanted to wait and see what the guy thought, if he wanted it, cause he was always up for a hot fuck in another guy's cum. I had some coffee while I smoked and thought about what we should do next. It had been over an hour, I had given him a light dose, he should be coming to soon. I was jacking my cock, trying to get it up, and Rudy was kind enough to give me a light blow job to get me started. I was about to start undressing him, so I could return the favor, when he stopped and got up and turned the camera and TV on again, so it was time for act two. We had flipped Tom over on his back, and he was spread all across the bed, arms out, legs spread, ass still drooling a little of that first load. I got on the bed, and it really took a lot of work to get into him that way, I had to put his legs on my shoulders and try to hold them there while I raised his ass enough to get my cock in. He was nice and juicy with my cumload, and I had lubed up, so once I got the angle right, I could get in, but getting there was difficult. His legs kept falling off my shoulders, and it was rather funny when we watched the tape later, but not then. I finally got him all wadded up, holding his ass up with my knees and his legs over my shoulders, so I could fuck hard enough to get a cumshot without any assistance from the bottom. I was working into the fuck, getting up steam, when Tom began to moan and move a little. I held my head right against his ear, and I told him "Tom, you need to wake up now, Lover, can you hear me?" He opened his eyes and blinked a couple times and looked at me. I rose up a little so he could see me through the fog in his brain. I kept fuckin him, I was getting close, and I wanted to be right at the edge. "Tom, remember me? Jerry? From the bar? Remember how you told me you wanted to be fucked poz?" He wiped his face and eyes and seemed to become aware of what was going on. His ass tightened up real hard around my cock. Then he looked at me, and I could tell he was feeling the fuck and beginning to understand what was happening. "Jerry, what's going on?" His legs began to straighten a little, I had to hold him tight to keep my cock in his ass. "You told me you wanted a poz load up your ass, Tom, and if you just relax, feel it now when I cum in your ass. You're getting that poz load you wanted so bad." I started fucking him hard again, and as I got to the edge and began to go over it, I stopped and held real still, so he could feel my cock spasm in his ass. "Oh, God!" His legs went straight up over his head. "Do it man, I can feel it! Oh, God! Fuck me Poz man, fuck my ass!" I started fucking him hard again, as my cock unloaded the second dirty load into his fuckhole. He grabbed me with his legs, his heels in my ass cheeks, forcing my cock in even deeper. I pumped that load in as deep and hard as I could, and I kissed him hard. He had his tongue in my mouth and his hands were all over me, hugging me, messing up my hair. He was in a fuck frenzy, doing everything a bottom does when he wants that load deep, and I was doing everything a top does to plant it deep and heavy, he was really spurring me on. It took a long time for us to wind down from that, but finally my cock deflated and I fell out of his ass. I gave him one last kiss as I climbed off him, and I sucked his cock clean of the strings of precum that had dribbled out during the fuck. That was when he finally noticed Rudy with the video camera and saw the TV showing us the scene. I could see him realizing exactly what was going on. Rudy shoved his cock back in his pants and zipped up, then he turned his attention to the equipment as I explained to Tom what had happened and that we had the whole scene on tape. I introduced Rudy to Tom, and Tom was both embarrassed and excited. He wanted to see, so we had to rewind the tape and show him the whole first rape scene, and then the second, and he kept saying "Oh, God, it was just what I wanted, man, it was just what I wanted!" Watching the tape had gotten Tom's cock stiff as a poker, and Rudy had gotten his cock out and was stroking it up, so when the tape ran out, I leaned over and began to suck Tom's cock, and Rudy came over and offered his cock to Tom, and he took it in his mouth greedily, so excited by what had happened that he had seen on the tape. After a minute I asked Tom if he wanted to guarantee his conversion. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Let's put a different strain in on top of the two loads you just got. Rudy's poz too, and a great fucker." Rudy smiled at Tom, and Tom said sure, and spread out on the middle of the bed, as I got out of the way and Rudy quickly stripped off his clothes. Rudy is tall, about 6' 1" or so, and thin. He's got a nice long cock with a big head on it. He's not as thick as I am, but longer. He's got black hair and isn't too hairy, just a little bush around the crotch, but nice hairy juicy balls that hang down low and slap a bottoms ass while he fucks. Rudy had Tom suck him up stiff and juicy again, and I got the video camera and TV going again, so we could get this fuck on tape, too. When Rudy was ready, he pulled Tom up, and Tom was a little shorter than him. They kissed, Tom working Rudy's cock and Rudy feeling up that juicy ass he was after. Then Rudy turned Tom around and centered his cock on Tom's hole, and held him tight against him and thrust in. Now Rudy is not as thick as me, like I said, so he slid in easy on my loads, but he hit bottom and it took a little work to get that long fuckpole of his past Tom's second sphincter. There was a lot of moaning and Tom had to bend over a little and work his ass with a lot of wiggling, to get that meat all the way in, and I got it all on tape. It is one of the most exciting sequences. Then they moved as a team, joined together, onto the bed, where Rudy stood on the floor and Tom got on hands and knees, so Rudy could fuck him doggie style. I moved the tripod around to the side, to get all the action. Rudy's cock is so long you could easily see it pistoning in and out, and his balls flapping against Tom's ass. Once I had it set, I was just standing there naked, jacking my cock, watching as Rudy held Tom's ass and centered that pistoning fuckrod. Tom looked over at me and smiled and said "Join us!", so I went over to the other side and let Tom suck me up while he got fucked. Rudy fucks long and hard before he shoots, so I knew it would take a while to get him off in Tom's juicy ass. After Tom had sucked me up stiff, I reached under and found Tom's stiff cock dribbling precum and about ready to blow. So I pulled my cock out of Tom's mouth, laid down on the bed on my back, and crept under Tom, slowly getting in 69 position. As soon as Tom realized what I was doing, he raised up let me get in position, and then lowered his cock into my waiting mouth, and took my stiff member in his mouth. It was difficult to suck Tom with Rudy slamming into him so hard, but I moved down so that the force of Rudy's fuckstrokes would shove Tom's stiff cock into my mouth. Tom was really going to town on me. I didn't have much cum left, if any, so he was sucking my shaved balls and licking me all over, just having a wonderful time with that long rod up his ass and a hungry man sucking him off. Rudy said he was getting close, and Tom tried to say something, but he had my cock back in his mouth and it was just a muffled grunt. Rudy then began to fuck him furiously, I knew he was shooting his load into Tom's ass. Then I suddenly got the biggest mouthful of cum I think I've ever had, and it took me a long time to be able to swallow it all, with that stiff cock constantly being pounded down my throat. I thought I was gonna gag from it. Rudy made one final hard thrust and stayed in deep, and hugged Tom real tight. On the video you can see the sweat all over him, dripping from his chest onto Tom's back. Tom was sucking my cock, hoping to get something, but there was nothing there. His cock was deflating in my mouth, finally, and I was sucking the last strings of heavy gooey fluid out, it had obviously been a long time since he'd had a cumshot. It tasted wonderful, salty and spermy, with little pustules of dried up cum in it. Rudy finally pulled out, and there was a string of his cum from Tom's ass to his cockhead that shows up beautifully on the tape. He gave Tom's ass a parting slap, which knocked Tom's cock out of my mouth, and Tom gave up on my cock and we began to disentangle. We all had to have a cigarette and watch the tape, and it was just great, Tom kept telling me how wonderful it felt to feel Rudy cum in his ass just as he was shooting in my mouth. You can't see much of Tom cumming in my mouth, by the time he climbed off I had swallowed it and licked his cockhead clean. Rudy got dressed and packed up his equipment, leaving the video tape for me to duplicate on my machine. Tom was on the bed, spread-eagled, trying to recover from what had happened. After Rudy left we sat on the bed and talked for what seemed a long time. I offered to get dressed and take Tom back to his car, but he said he was too tired, if I didn't mind he'd just spend the rest of the night with me. I didn't mind, we had a good time just talking. Tom just couldn't get over that it had happened, it was just what he wanted, in fact even better, he had two poz tops seed his ass with dirty sperm, so he was really high. I'd had so much coffee that it took me a while to run down, but eventually we ended up kissing, and that led to the final fuck of the night. This one wasn't the fireworks kind, it was a long lover's fuck. After we had started doggie and then kissed facing as we fucked for a long time, we got on our sides, and my third load oozed up his ass very slowly, though he said he could still feel it when I shot, even with his ass as worn out as it was. We fell asleep with my cock inside him, and when I woke up very late the next morning, I was able to fuck him awake and give him a small load to start the day. About four weeks later he called me. He'd had a cold and gone to the doctor, and gotten tested. He invited me come over and spend the night with him again, to celebrate. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@AOL.com 3/31/00

Hooked up with an older ginger married bud while his wife was out of town. It’s been a while since we last got together, and he is showing his age. Bred him for the first time on the last meet. He let me in bare and I decided not to pull out. I wanted to fuck him again. I was in bed and left the door open for him. I pretended to be sleeping, he gently pulled down the covers while still dressed, and began sucking my hard cock and fingering my as. He came up to make out, and that’s when I ‘woke up’ lol. Deep tongue kissing, he got undressed and came back to the bed. Sucked me more as I slapped his ass hard. He climbed on top, rubbing my cock on his crack. I grabbed his hips and brought his cock up to my mouth for a taste, pinching his nips hard. He got on his side and was sucking me while i slapped his ass some more and fingered his hole with spit. I could feel a firm one inside, but I decided I didn’t care/ I was gonna fuck him anyway. He rolled onto his back and I spat on his crack- got my cock inside without too much resistance. At this point, he was looking smaller and much older than he did when we first met years ago. He was the total ‘coach’ type guy- firm and masculine. I had to shake that out of my head, and just concentrate on loading up his man pussy now. There was a faint familiar smell from hitting the log, but I knew I was close enough to finish before it turned me off. Pulled out for a sec to stroke some lube onto my cock, reentered and fucked a minute more before my load filled his old man guts. He seemed a little panicked when he asked if I really just came inside him. Then I laid next to him pinching his nips as he tried to stroke back to a hardon. He must have been turned on about the breeding as he shot his load while still soft. Then he was on his way home with my cum in his hole ‘before the neighbors start talking’ about his absence lol ?

Neg Bottom here. Not on PrEP and never will take it. Of Course I would start a LTR with a poz guy. It doesn´t matter, if he is undetectable or toxic. The only Thing which counts is the guy, who I get to know. And if it happens to me to become infected, I will deal with it very well after all the years of bareback fucking. I always knew About the risks. But what will be, will be.

Quick Connect guy from yesterday returned today, since I'm home alone. Fucked me good and deep. Really nice guy with a nice cock and says he really likes my hole. Who's next?

I was 19 yo so to it has been 19 years ago now. I don’t remember it being any worse than the traditional flu. Aches, headache, graver, chills, etc. I was home from College at the time and my mom is a nurse. She asked me if I had been having unprotected sex. I told her yes and she suggested I get tested. I had been working on conversion from my boyfriend at the time so I was not shocked. I didn’t get tested for a couple of months after. The flu lasted around 7 to 10 days.

Yes, that’s basically the point of the thread - to work out what “pig” means to different people, because it’s used so commonly here. It’s kind of an attempt at disambiguation - it always helps communication if everyone has read the same dictionary.

So it’s a hot debate. I honestly thought new and quantity over quality was the way to go. In the past two weeks I think I hooked up with 48 guys (I was keeping a tally), most of whom were visitors to New Orleans. But then after my two weeks of whoredom were over and I had to get back to work, this sexy construction top I mentioned in one of the threads this week fucked me. He has fucked me before and I honestly realized I’d take that fuck over the 48 guys and 66 loads I got over the two weeks. So I’d say sometimes quality matters, even if it’s old. ?

Same here. My smoking fetish also long predates anything else that I'm now into, and goes back as far as I can remember. I started smoking at 12 and was intent on becoming addicted which happened pretty quickly. These days I smoke between 1-1.5ppd Marlboro reds and have never attempted to quit nor do I have any plans to do so. I still get really turned on seeing a hot guy smoking and although I don't get to do it often enough, I love smokefucking, smokey blow jobs, swapping/shotgunning smoke, and kissing smokers, etc..

Please keep on going.

One of my FB's shot 5 times in me recently. Really felt good! Love a guy who can shoot more than once and fill my cunt with his man juice.

Actually I'm a multiple cummer. Back in High School and College I could fuck and cum for 12-plus times in a row never going soft or taking a break. I can still go 2,3,4,5,6,7 times depending on the circumstances. I may shoot nothing out around the 5th or 6th time, but the next load I've got it back again.

I won’t go into details cause I’m a bit busy, but yesterday I got 5(!) loads from my fuck bud who royally fucked me rough and hard ? plus 3 more from my bf. happy slut x

I’m sure there is credence to what you say, however I would suggest that it is not a “cut and dried” answer. For some it is possible especially those who are not “out” or come from a repressive background. If you have been raised with even a smattering of belief that it is wrong then that could sway your behaviors certainly. I didn’t actively chase, but I was ambivalent about it. I prefer barebacking. It feels better and I never asked status from a top. Not because I hate myself but because I love raw sex. Others genuinely see pozzing and being pozzed as belonging to a community. Its not self-loathing as much as it is about acceptance. An interesting topic to discuss for sure. I look forward to seeing other takes on this.

In Sydney 80's '90s on. Anytime in a bathhouse, it was, get naked then submit to the darkness. A whole bunch of emotions fears uncertainty and a hunger to be used, powered by deep desire and hell fired lust, All together had my body chemistry firing about as fast as it could get.. Though I'm not as active today. That hunger still comes on. So an adequate darkroom is all I need

This is my hole...

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....

I love a hairy ass , particularly when my cum is leaking out after a fuck and gets caught caught in the ass hair. fresh white cum glistening in ass hair = hot

Very vivid writing, makes you feel like the reader is part of the action.

13, it was with my step dad who was in his mid 40s or so. At that point I had already been sucking his dick for a while so when the opportunity came he popped my cherry

was 16, by a guy in public toliet

I was 13 with my tennis teacher 22 yold

I love piss in my hole, especially chem piss.

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

We discuss likes and dislikes. I remind him ive never done anything like this before. I think he sees this as a chance to mold be to something of a plaything. He asks if I like black cock. I tell him I dont mind. We start to smoke. This time I am smoking as I please having my own supply and a share of G. He asks me if i want to try a booty bump. I know what he means but ask him anyway. After explaining he starts to make some up. I can see the ladyboy is tired and she has detached herself from our trio. We bump and I feel weird with my ankles behing my back and a pretty heavily dosed syringe of ice being shot into my spunk lined asshole. He asks me to come with me to a friends apartment to retrieve something. I dress in a girls sweatpants and ill fitting girls teeshirt. It was in the same apartment complex and we cut through the underground carpark. It was daytime much to my surprise. People are starting . Am I paranoid? I realiise I dont care. We arrive at the other apartment. It took about 5 to 10 minutes I cant tell. We are still carrying our bumps and its kicking in nicely. He explains its a friends place. Some older guy he hooks up with. No one is home when we arrive. I start looking around a little. The older guy has a full on sling room with all kinds of rubber, latex, porn and sex toys scattered around. My brazilian friend switches on the light. The bulb is red and he has some kind of disco ball spinning. Added to the chems it looks like disneyland for grown ups. I tell him im going to the bathroom. He is fully naked at this point. I remember how scarily big his cock is and stare at it as he smiles. I drop my bump in the shower. I feel my ass. Its open and moist inside. I shower off and start playing with my ass in the shower finfering it. My cock is roch hard and my ass feels like its got a separate high going all by itself. After a few minutes I dry myself off and we chat for a few minutes. He has a small bag of powder and asks if i want to try. Fuck yes, it could be anything from crack to rat poison but i need it. He crushed it up and makes up 2 lines. He hands me a metal tube and says "one in each side" I gobble them up sniffing as hard as i can. Im hit with a horrible taste at the back of my throat. I cant figure out if its bitter or something else. He makes up another 2 lines which i assume are for him. Go again he says. I dont hesitate. This tastes just as bad. I feel no different but suddenly i start sucking his cock.I cang get half way down without nearly gagging. We sit for a few minutes. Hes on and off his phone messaging. I start to feel a little weird after a while and without hesitating he moves me to the other room and puts me in the sling. He binds my hands and feet to the sling so i cant get up and pulls me forward for a bit so my ass is hanging over the sling. I feel him starting to switch between eating my asshole and fingering. Im gyrating. It feels incredible. He starts to push his cock into me and slowly starts fucking me as i start seeing myself drift down into the earth and part lizzard people doing scientific experiments. I keep going down the dimensions. One of the lizard men sees me. He looks surprised that ive floated into his dimension. I keep drifting down into the earths core. I see lava but i dont feel the heat. After what appeared to be 5 minutes i begin to drift out. I look up to see the red light on and disco lights spinning. Ive no idea where i am. I see someone fucking me but i barely feel it. Hes hammering me as hard as he can like hes trying to shred the inside of my asshole. I notice 2 other figures in the room but cant make out who they are. On of them is putting a needle into my shoulder its my brazilian friend, i look back at the figure fucking me but cant make it out. I start to gyrate again the guy fucking me begins to slow and starts playing with my cock. Then shapes moving. Triangles like a kaleidoscope. After the shapes disappear i begin to open my eyes. Nobody is with me.My hands and feet are undone and the lights are on. I sit there for a while until i can pull myself up. My brazilian friend is in his clothes. He helps me up and into the sitting room. I can feel cum dribbling down my the inside of my legs as he hels me to the kitchen table. He gets me a glass of water and asks how i am. I say horny and he smiles

If I let a Daddy fuck my mouth or ass, it's up to him to use my holes as he sees fit. So if he feels like I should have my throat raped, that's probably exactly what I need. Daddy is always right! That's why I love to get mouthfucked with my hands cuffed behind my back. With my wrists immobilized like that, the question of "will you let him..." no longer arises...

Love taking piss up my kunt. I got into this a few years back when, after reading about it somewhere, I asked a fuckbuddy if he'd be interested in pissing into me after he was done breeding me. He was excited as it was something that he also wanted to do but had not previously had the opportunity. I was on all 4's for the fucking (one of my favorite positions). After he came, we both agreed that I would hold still as the need to piss built up in him. After a moment or two, I could feel the faintest of trickles. I kept absolutely still as to not causing him to cut off the stream. Within a short bit, the trickle grew into a full stream and he sighed with the relief of pissing. When he was done, he pulled out, and I relished the thought of his toxic piss filling my guts. I asked if he would plug me, which he did. Love this scene a lot. The only problem is finding guys who are into it and can do it.

I was in Vegas about a month ago and finally hooked with a Dom top guy I have been wanting to be with for a couple of years. We both live in Oregon, about 60 miles apart, and I figured he had lost interest, so I didn't want to stalk him, so I just let it go. Then then when I was in Vegas, he contacted me and asked me if I wanted his cock. I have no idea what he was doing in Vegas or whether he may live there and that's why we never hooked, but I gave him my hotel room number and left the door ajar for him. He's pretty muscled and I'm kinda tall and skinny. He was pretty rough with me, did a lot of face fucking, sort of pulling my hair to direct my mouth and head on his cock. I really wanted him to breed me, but he decided to ram his cock down my throat until I felt him shoot his sweet load at the back of my throat, which of course made me happy. After a few, he got up to leave and started to walk to his clothes and turned and told me to "get up and spread your pussy" (I was on the floor on all fours from face fucking him while he say in a chair. He was still semi erect and I was pretty excited at the prospect of getting bred, so I stood up and bent over the bed, reaching behind to spread my hole open for him. he pushed his semi erect cock balls deep into me and just held my hips, his big balls bouncing against my taint and just held me that way and announced: "you're not getting another load, but I will fill your pussy with piss" and I felt it streaming into my gut. He asked: "you like being a urinal, don't you?" and though kind of embarrassed, I answered "yes" because I really did love it. When he was done he pulled out and then gave my ass a couple of sharp spanks saying: "don't lose a drop of this if you want me happy, I don't give just any cunt my piss" and he shoved me face down onto the bed, dressed and left. I pushed a couple of pillows under my pelvis to elevate my ass so I could keep his piss in my gut and fell asleep. I woke up some time later having to piss myself and went into the bathroom, my pee had a really strong smell and I knew it was because I had absorbed a lot of what he gave me, it was so fucking hot. I put my finger over my hole just incase there was still some in my ass, i didn't want to lose it.

Glad y'all are liking it. Forgot to mention that while my buddy's kink was fucking straight guys mine was to be treated like a tina whore. So a win-win ya know...

i was fucked by a homeless guy once, in a park where i had met some random guy from craigslist who wanted to pound my hole in public, it was night time & i was so caught up in enjoying the dick i was riding i didnt notice to guy walk up on us. he asked if wanted to take another dick & the guy fucking me then told him my cunt was all his after he finished. a few minutes later he was busting his nut inside me & as soon as he pulled out of my hole the homeless guy shoved his bare dick inside me, he smelled pretty bad but i was so turned on by the situation i just let him fuck my ass too. he ended up only lasted a few minutes but he was jackhammering into my cunt hard & fast & combined with how much of a slut i felt like, i ended up cumming myself from just his dick pounding my ass... always wanted to do it again ever since, the sheer sluttiness of letting a homeless man breed my ass turns me on so much...