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Looking back, I wish I had never heard about Craigslist. Or thAt Craigslist had policed their personal ads better. Or done away with them much, much earlier than they did. But They didn’t, and now I have to live with the consequences, however long that may be. There was a time when I didn’t really know about Craigslist personals. I used manhunt and adam4adam like a regular, horny gay guy. I also used scruff and Grindr, but those only ever seemed to work if I was out of town. But manhunt and A4A were iffy at best at producing a decent lay, and getting worse. That’s when I heard people talking about Craigslist. It started off as people laughing and talking about “sleazy Craigslist hookups”— like it was a joke. Only the dirtiest of people would post ads and connect that way. People talked about posts they had seen (or heard about) where guys were looking for really off the beaten path kink stuff. Like scat, or diaper play, or rape scenes. It was like the “dirty bookstore” of gay hookups, guys may do it, but didn’t want to be caught using it. Anyway, the seed had been planted (pun intended) and I found myself thinking about it more and more often. Especially as my one regular now had a boyfriend and was not available. And as I said before, manhunt and A4A seemed to be full of flakes. So one weekend night I found myself opening up the personal section and scrolling through to see what kind of trouble was out there. What I discovered was that most of the ads were pretty benign. Just guys looking for a quick hookup. Usually something anonymous with no strings. Which all sounded just fine to me. Now I did find a couple ads looking for stuff I considered beyond the pale, which I quickly skipped over. And then I discovered one ad that caught my eye. I really should have skipped it too, but I was intrigued. This is how the ad read: “PREGNANCY BY THE SPERMINATOR: Is your biological clock ticking? Are you looking to get knocked up? If so, my dick will get the job done. 100% pregnancy track record, usually on the first try. My baby batter is planted so deep, my DNA is guaranteed to take. Serious inquiries only. And no, I ain’t sending a pic of my cuntwrecker- just know it is Guinness Record big and will be the biggest you’ll ever take. Hit me up with a pic and digits in the first email.” There was only one pic with the ad. It was a gritty picture of an egg with sperm surrounding it, like you would see in a textbook or in a biology film. Only superimposed over the egg was the biohazard symbol. Now I wasn’t dumb, I’d been around enough to know the biohazard thing meant HIV positive. And the ad was in the gay men section of the ads so there wasn’t much mistaking what the ad was for. The guy was advertising converting guys into being HIV positive. On purpose. The ad disgusted me. Who would deliberately infect someone? But even worse, his ad was asking for guys who were actively seeking HIV infection? Who does that? Surely there weren’t guys out there that did this, were there? I skipped the ad that night and ended up emailing a top guy who was looking for a dark room pump n dump. He responded, saying he wanted to just walk in and find me on all fours ready to take cock. No talking. 30 minutes later, I was taking a 7” or raw dick, with only the flicker of porn to illuminate the room. I never saw the guys face. Only his nutload the next morning. After my first success, I went back to the Craigslist well again the next day. As I was perusing the ads, I found myself looking for the Sperminator ad. I couldn’t find it- it had probably been reported and removed. I’m not sure why I was fixated on this ad- the concept was revolting. But it also made my dick twinge a little, and I wasn’t sure why. Perhaps I was just intrigued by the description of the guy’s cock. Who knows? Even if the Sperminator ad wasn’t there, there were plenty of others. And that next day I found a couple other ads that sounded good and hit them up. That night I managed to get two more loads, one from a married DL guy and one from a hung, uncut hispanic just getting off work. Craigslist was really working for me! Over the next few months, I would find myself going to Craigslist when I was horny, and I’d usually find some cock. I was noticing a lot of similar and/or repeat ads with the same cock pics. A couple even from guys who had fucked me- and I’d often get repeat cumloads that way. It was in this way I stumbled on the Sperminator ad again. Same heading. Same text. Same pic. And again I was upset by it— and oddly turned on. But sure as hell I wasn’t gonna hit up the ad as I wasn’t one of those, twisted, fucked up “bug chasers”. Fuck that. Although as I scrolled through the ads looking for my next fuck, I started taking stock of whAt I was doing. I was having anonymous, Craigslist hookups and letting these random men fuck me unprotected and cum inside me. And to be honest, what did I know about these guys, really? I was negative but I never really asked about the status of the guys fucking me. Some of them could be positive and just not telling me. But guys wouldn’t do that, would they? Thoughts like this would inevitably quench my sex drive for awhile, until my ass would get the itch again and I’d jump back on good ol Craigslist and hunt down a load or three. About this time I started dabbling with posting my own ads. I had a killer ass pic that seemed to attract the tops. This ad helped me pull in a LOT of cock. But, as all good things do, Craigslist started becoming more hit and miss for me- more often than not a miss. And I started going longer and longer between fucks, and it was driving me crazy. And as we all know, horny and desperate leads to bad decision making. After one particularly crazy month of no sex due to family drama, work, and other extracurricular activities, I finally had a free weekend and I was climbing the walls. I needed sex in the worst way and goddamn it, I was gonna find some. So I jumped on Craigslist and started scrolling... and that’s when I saw it. The Sperminator as was back up. And I opened it found myself reading and rereading it. Why was I even entertaining the thought of this? And why was my dick straining against my sweats at the thought of a cuntwrecker of world record size? I closed the ad and kept scrolling. I found about 8 other ads that intrigued me enough that I sent them messages. After an hour And a half I had zero responses. And it was getting late. Fuck. I needed Dick in me or I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I was literally going out of my mind. Which is my only explanation for why I scrolled back to the Sperminator ad... and answered it. I sent him two pics— a face pic and my ass pic that seemed to get me laid. And I sent my phone number as requested. After I hit send my stomach was in knots. What did I just do? I rationalized it to myself by telling myself that he probably wouldn’t even message me. And even if he did I was under no obligation to respond. I could even block his number if I wanted. All of which would be moot because I was sure he wouldn’t... My phone chimed at me. I had a text. I opened the text window. Random local number text. All it said was “sup”. Fuck, what do I do now? I could ignore. But my stomach had that anxious feeling and my cock was throbbing in anticipation. What to do what to do?? I took a breath and texted back. Me: my ass. For cock Him: I see that. Nice ass. seen ur ads before. Thought about hittin it 4 awhile Me: glad you like. I’m kinda nervous tho. You sound huge Him: it is huge. U gon walk funny 4 days Me: lol that’s what scares me Him: u hit me up, u must want a baby Me: that also scared me Him: u wastin my time? U saw my ad. I knock bitches like u up for fun. U never forget this Dick. Him: U want or no? I waited and debated. And in the end, I texted back. Me: yes. Him: addy? I typed in my address, parking and entry instructions. And I hit send. Him: coo. See you in 20. Have that ass deep cleaned My god. What the fuck did I just do? What was I thinking? And hell, I better fucking check my prep work to make sure I am fully cleaned out. The next 20 minutes went by in a blur. My ass was fully prepped. I prelubed the hell out of my hole and I cracked open some fresh poppers. Just as I was dimming lights and getting the porn on, my phone buzzed. He was at my building entrance— and I was freaking out. I buzzed him in anyway. There were 30 tense seconds, and then there was a knock at my door. And there I was, at the rubicon. Was I going to do this— like for real do this? I opened the door and invited him in. The Sperminator was tall. Really tall. Like pro basketball tall. Probably 6’8”? And he was black. And he was handsome. Scruffy beard. Short dreads with blonde tips. A visible neck tattoo peaking out the top of his shirt. Biggest feet I’ve ever seen on a human— the Nike’s were enormous. I locked the door and led him to the living room. He took off his jacket and sat down. I asked if he needed anything to drink. He asked if I had beer— I did. I got two and joined him in the couch. “You’re really nervous,” he said. “Well yeah. I’m honestly not sure why I answered the ad, and I’m second guessing everything.” “Something about it must have got your juices flowing. You must secretly want that ass knocked up,” he smirked. “I don’t think I do— at least I never thought about it that way. I mean, I get off on taking raw cock and cum, but never thought about it much beyond that,” I confided. “Then why am I here dude? You know what I do and you answered my ad.” He stood up to leave. “Cuz I’m a whore for big cock and I think I’ll go crazy if I don’t get fucked and bred tonight!” I stated. “Well, I got big cock,” he said, and he swished his hips back and forth. He was wearing grey sweats and what swung back and forth below the fabric looked positively monstrous. “He sniffin our that pussy and he getting excited,” he said. And his rising cock started pressing into the leg fabric. I set my beer down and got on my knees in front of him. “Can I see it?” I asked. He nodded and I reached up and slowly pulled down his sweatpants. I had to pull his sweats almost down to his knees before his cock sprang free. Yes, you read that right. His cock nearly stretched to his knee! When it popped free, I just sat back on my heels and marveled. It was simply fucking huge. “Told ya,” he said. “You like? That pussy quiverin?” “Hoh. Lee. Fuck.” I finally breathed. “It is easily the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Porn or real life”. For my own edification, I cupped his balls and laid his cock along my arm. It went past my goddamn elbow. And it was torpedo shaped. The middle of it was fat— fat like my forearm fat. I mean, the whole thing was fat, but the middle was ridiculous. And I don’t think he was even fully hard yet. “Now that he up, he ain’t satisfied til he breed a pussy,” he told me. “So I hope you’re ready.” I sucked the the tip and as much of him into my mouth. Bottomed out in my mouth, i wasn’t even 1/3 of the way down his dick. Just feeling his head flex in my mouth and feeling that massive, heavy member was making my own dick leak. I tried sucking him a bit longer before I gave up and pulled off him. “Since I can’t even begin to suck this thing, let’s hope my ass is ready for this cuntwrecker. My ass was definitely not ready. We went to my bedroom and got naked. He laid down on my bed. “Here, imma do you a favor and let you sit on it. Normally I just take the pussy, but tonight I’m feeling generous.” So I lubed him liberally, straddled him, positioned his head at my hole, and hit the poppers hard. I still could have stopped. Said no. Made him leave. But that massive cock was beckoning me. I needed to try it, if anything just to say I did it. I wanted the story. And I wanted to know what that much cock felt like inside my body. So without another thought (and with a good popper rush going) I started to sink down onto his dick. I did not make it far. I got hung up at that thick middle portion. My ass was feeling full and I wasn’t even halfway onto him. I slow bounced up and down to try to get that thick portion in, but no dice. I pulled off and relubed us both, took more poppers, and tried again. And again I got stuck halfway at the thick part. He must have been at least 7” in diameter there. Or more. My fingers never came close to touching around it. “I don’t know if I can get you in,” I panted. “Sure you can, that pussy good and deep,” he said. I felt his hands move to my hips and then he sharply thrust up into me while pulling down on my hips. I howled in pain. I’m sure my neighbors thought I was being murdered, and I guess technically speaking, I was. He just tore my sphincter in one thrust and I nearly blacked out. My vision fuzzed our to blackness and I saw stars. And the pain made me feel nauseous. “There you go, baby,” he said. “Told you I’d fit— and make you walk funny for days.” And the irony was he wasn’t even fully in yet. His thick part was, but there was probably still 3 or 4 more inches of him to go. Thankfully he stayed still while my ass did it’s best to adjust to his massive size. I gulped great quantities of air in order to relax. And I hit the poppers again. Slowly I up and downed onto his cock and I could feel his head at my second ring. And then popped through and was beyond my second ring— and still going. And that’s when my eyes rolled back in my head. I’d never felt anything like it before. The biggest cock I’d previous had was probably a true 8.5”. It was enough to smash into my second ring and hurt. And eventually with some maneuvering his head went in. But it was uncomfortable. This cock was closer to 13”. And was sublime. The pleasure created by his cock rearranging my intestines and slipping well into my second ring was mind blowing. It was making me forget the pain at my hole. I hit the poppers and started to ride him in earnest as I could NOT get enough of that feeling. I rode him and worked myself into a lather. I was sweating bullets from the effort of taking something so massive into my body. And my dick was rock hard and leaking Precum onto his belly. I was in heaven. Or so I thought. “Ok, that’s enough of a free ride. Time for me to deep dick this pussy right,” he informed me. He lifted up on my hips and I slowly extricated his cock from my ass. It felt like it took a minute to fully pull out of me. The tug outward on my ass as the thick part pulled out was intense as hell. And thankfully I had indeed prepped adequately. He commented on this and was impressed. He got me on all fours at the edge of the bed (thankfully my bed was tall) and he stood up behind me. I asked him to put a bit more lube on (he did) and I took a good snootful of poppers. He positioned himself at my hole and said, “Get ready- cuz we ain’t stoppin til I put a baby in you.” And then he shoved in. The pleasure pain of it was exquisite. The thick part still hurt like fuck going in, but not like before. And he buried himself in me in one stroke and ache as he went into my second ring took my breath away. I screwed the poppers to my nose and prepared for his onslaught. It was borderline brutal. Once he was in, he set up to pistoning my guts with shorter deep thrusts. Making my second ring jack his head and shaft. And then every so often he’d do a long, slow, pullout— pause— then shove back in hard until his pelvis slapped my ass. I moaned and grunted with every hard thrust. The short strokes made me keen in delight. At some point my body gave in to his cock and he sensed it. It was like my ass stopped fighting and finally relaxed. When that happened, it was like I was transported to a different dimension. The pleasure. The deep deep pleasure was transcendent. It was like my whole body was on the edge of a sneeze and vibrating. When we reached this point, he started pulling his cock all the way out of me and then slamming it back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. I think I was either moaning or saying “oh fuck” with every thrust. I honestly don’t recall exactly. My vision was red from the poppers and I was almost having an out of body experience. “You ready to get pregnant, bitch?” He asked? “Fuck yes!! Knock me up deep!” I cried. He buried himself deep and did a series of quick, short thrusts. And then he grabbed my hips hard (enough to leave finger shaped bruises) and did one final wickedly hard thrust that he kept buried as deep as he could. I felt his massive member throb deep inside me. Deeper inside me than any man had ever been. It throbbed again. And again. And again. Six seven eight times. Or more. We stayed welded together until he stopped spurting and his dick started softening. Part of me was glad the fuck was over. My ass needed a break from the pain aspect. But the full feeling in my ass was so nice I didn’t want him to pull out. But eventually he did, but not before telling me to tighten my hole and squeegee every drop of seed out of his cock. I collapsed onto the bed and into a huge wet spot. Apparently he’d fucked the cum out of me, but I was so out of it, I didn’t realize when I had cum. As he cleaned himself up in my bathroom he complimented me on my ass and my ability to take his cock. “Most guys cry,” he said matter of factly. As I walked him to the door he said, “Now you read my ad, right? 100% pregnancy guarantee. If you don’t get it this time, I’ll come back til you do. I got a rep to protect. You just let me know.” He had to come back two more times before my pregnancy test came back positive.

31 Fuck Matty is just gorgeous. He is basically the younger version of Dave: thickly built everywhere. His traps practically starts from the base of his neck, his chest big and round, and a flat solid stomach. Once he grab my face and started kissing me, I got him out of his cloths in a hot second and we are making out on the bed in front of Daddy Dave. He keeps whispering in my ear about turning me into his piggy little brother and I am in fucking heaven. "get on your back baby" Matty said, and I dad as told. He kissed me and worked his way down my body, sucking on my swollen tits, kissing my gut, and licked my belly button, which made me giggle. He passed my dick completely, licking my swollen sac, then pushed my legs up and start playing with the plug that is still lodged in my hole. "Relax baby" Matty cooed as he pulled the plug out of my hole. Its wide open and i cant stop leaking all the loads from the night before. "Aww baby bro its so full" Matty sounds so excited before diving right in with his tongue, first licking my twitching hole and then sticking his tongue right in there. "Oh fuck oh god eat my pussy" 32 I watch Matty eating the pig's hole like it's the last meal on earth. I know he is always hot for a hole filled with cum and this is like heaven for my boy. Cory is moaning like a pig in heat as Matty probe his tongue deep and lap out all that cum that was planted in that piggy cunt all night. Sitting here stroking my 9 inch fuckstick, I watch the hot scene play out: life action porn at its finest. 33 Matty came up for air after eating my hole out for fuck knows how long. We kissed and shared the toxic loads inside me as he tweaked my nipples. I can feel his cock, rock hard, pressing against my cunt. "Please fuck me..." Matty stared into me with his brown eyes and asked "You want it baby brother?" "yeah put your dick in me please"..... i begged as he pushed his fat dick inside my cunt. "Oh fuck it feels so good...." Matty was a gentle fucker. It feels so good when he thrust his dick slowly in and out of my hole, while his hands keep teasing and rubbing my dick. I was so hard i feel like its gonna burst. "Oh i am gonna cum if you keep it up".... i moaned as he started pounding me harder "Go for it bro cum for me, i am gonna bust my load into you" Matty said and I can't hold it anymore. "Oh fuck oh fuck fuck me hard breed me breed me make me cum UGHHHHHH" Ropes and ropes of my pent up cum blasted out of my dick, the first one landing square on my face. Meanwhile i can feel my ass clenching on Matty's dick and feel his load shooting deep inside me. "Oh fuck here it comes bro oh fuck fuck FUCK" he shouted as his hands keep milking my dick, squeezing every spurt out of me. At the same time, Daddy Dave walk over, stroking his 9 inch tool. Matty pulled out and let Dave push in my hole. It feels so hot and hard as he thrust right in. "Fucking pig take my fucking load" He grunts as he thrusted away while Matty jumped to my side and suck on my tit. "Oh fuck daddy breed me please yeah shoot you load in me oh fuck" "Fuck fuck FUCK" Daddy pushed all his 9 inches inside and I can feel it pulse as he unloaded. We collapsed into a heap of sweaty cummy muscle on the bed, both Matt and Daddy above me. We shared a kiss and I promptly pass out. 34 (Epilogue - Cory) Its been 2 months since i went to Arkansas to get transformed into a fuckpig by Dave. My hole is finally returning to somewhat normal, but I constantly crave cock and cum in it now. At least i can sit on a hard chair without wincing. After the threesome with Dave and Matt, i stayed another day, mostly to rest. Dave has to work, so he left Matty and I to our own devices. He fucked me a couple more times, but mostly we just talked about everything except Sex. Apparently there is a sweet guy wrapped under that raunchy nasty sex pig, and we ended up sleeping together, him spooning me, his cock pressing against my hole, before i have to go back to the city. Dave and i are still chatting online and on apps. We sometimes have phone sex while I ride the dildo, making me cum multiple times while he tells me about all the toxic loads that i took. Matty and I are chatting too, but our conversations are less raunchy and more sweet. Somehow, i went to become and pig and came home with a long distance relationship. Meanwhile, that weekend has changed my life in the city too. I go to sex clubs now, where i would gladly take loads of cum and piss from strangers. I hookup with guys to explore other fetishes. Some i like, some i don't. After a month, I went to the clinic to check for STDs, but despite me taking a bunch of poz loads in my hole that weekend, i managed to not get it, although i did need to take other antibiotics (LOL). After my clinic visit, i called Matty. He told me he is planning to move into the city with me, and i shared my clinic news with him. He chuckled and said "Well, i guess i have to cum to fix that" Fuck, i came all over myself again.

21 Fuck Sean is so fucking hot to watch. His entire body seem to flex as he pounds the bitch with no mercy. That dragon tatt that is all over his body looks like its fucking alive and moving as he pounds away. Sean looks so good and tempting that i cannot help myself. So i go over to the bed, got on my knees behind him, and start eating his jock ass like a fucking sandwich. "Oh fuck yeah, lick that ass" Sean growled as i rim his hole. I can see his balls pulling up and it wont be long before he breed that pig cunt, so i slip my finger into his ass and fucked his hole hard. "FUCK i am gonna cum...." Sean grunted as i fingerfuck him. He pushed hard on the cunt and both collapse on the bed, his body lying on top of the pig as I watch his nutsac pull tight as he thrusts away. I push my finger into Sean's ass one more time as his dick pulses and unloads into the cunt below, holding it there and feeling my buddy's hole clench against my finger as he empty his balls. Eventually i pulled out and Sean pulled his cock out of the cunt. He came so fucking much that a stream of his nut came flowing out of it. Then he went to the other side of the bed, grabbed the cunt's head and make him clean his nut off with it's mouth. The pig is so fucking turned on it grinds itself on the bed while Sean facefucked him for the second time. "Fuck i needed that" Sean said as he put his clothes back on. The pig is writing on its back on the bed, moaning, pinching its tits. "You need a ride back?" "Nah i am good. My place is around the corner and my guy would bring the truck there" Sean said as he walked out the door, just in time to keep it open for Bubba. Bubba walked into the room with nothing but his overalls and his boots. If he were Japanese he would have been a sumo wrestler. He is fucking huge dude, fat everywhere, with a big solid gut that sticks out, but also strong as a bull. Other than the chinstrap beard on his face and the crewcut on his head, he is smooth all over. "Bubba! How's it going dude" I ask as he closed the door behind him "I am good, just horny as fuck" He flashed a grin at me as he starts to unbutton his overall straps. A frequent guest at the county jail, his smooth body is decorated with multiple crude tats, including a Aryan gang logo on his chest and a nice biohazard symbol on his stomach. His fat fucking pink tits hang heavy over his belly, one of them pierced with a ring. "You like that?" Bubba asked, pointing to his new nipple ring "Sweet bro" As he undressed, the pig sit back up on the bed, it's face still covered with Sean's cockslime. 22 "Fuck. The dude who just got here is ENORMOUS." I thought as he approached me. A bear would probably look small next to him. He is just so fucking thick everywhere: his arms, his chest, his big belly, his ass, even his dick, which is sticking out from his belly like a snake peeking out from a boulder. "Hey pig, get to work" Dave/hickdad commanded in the background as Bubba stands before me, staring. "Yes sir" I scrambled out of bed and stood up, my face staring at Bubba's enormous chest. I instinctively went for the pierced nipple, licking the sweaty tit and sucking on the metal ring. Bubba sighed and push my face into it with his large hands. "Oh yeah boy, suck that shit, work on my tits, nurse on them" Bubba moaned as I suck on his nipple while using my hand to play with the other. He moved my head to the other nipple while tweaking my with his other hand. I can feel my entire body shaking as he pinched my swollen tit, my cock throbbing in my jock. "Get on your knees" I did as i was told in the middle of the room. Kneeling in front of him i can see he has a nice thick cock, cut and half hard. he tilted my head up to look at me "Are you a good piggy?" i nod "You want some piss?" i nod harder "answer me faggot" "Yes sir I want your piss sir. Please let me take your piss" i answer in a lusty moan A warm blast hit my face. I opened my mouth and let it fill up with Bubba's warm and salty piss. It dribbled down my face and all over myself. I puff out my chest and rub my pig tits and moaned as his piss cover me and the carpet. "Suck my dick boy" Bubba growled as he push my open mouth onto his dick, mid stream. I sucked on his half hard dick as he piss in my mouth, forcing me to swallow it all. His dick grew thicker and longer in my mouth as the piss stopped and he is getting hard. I can taste the slimy texture of precum as he keep fucking my throat. "Fuck yeah suck on my dick boy show me what a good faggot pig you are..." Bubba rambled as he holds my head in both hands and thrust his dick deep into my throat. I can barely breathe as he push my nose deep into his musky crotch. I gently cup his ginormous ballsac as i try to accomodate. Just as i am close to throwing up all over his dick, he pushed my head off his dick. and climbed onto the bed. The springs squeaked in protest. "Get up here and ride daddy's dick" 23 The pig climbed onto the bed as told and sat on Bubba's fat dick. He moaned like a fucking bitch as he impaled himself on that cock. I pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and chained his wrists to Bubba's for better leverage. "Fuck yeah ride that cock, comon boy" Bubba growled as he grab the pig on each side and move him up and down his cock. The pig is moaning hard and with his hands cuffed to Bubba's, can't touch his cock in the jockstrap that he desperately wants to. "Oh yes daddy fuck me...." the pig moaned as he leaned back and leveraged the handcuffs to push himself deeper. Then Bubba yanked on the cuffs to force the pig to sprawl all over his big belly as he thrust his hips into it's cunt while the pig chews on Bubba's fat tits. "Oh fuck that cunt feels so fucking good boy.. fuck daddy is gonna knock you up. You want my toxic juice?" "Oh fuck yes Daddy fucking breed me with your toxic cum please oh god" the pig moaned as Bubba plow him deep. "Fuck here it comes oh fuck FUCK FUCK" Bubba growled as he flexed his hips, grabbing the pig with both arms by the waist and pushing his dick deep into the cunt. I watch the root of his dick pulse once, twice, three times, shooting his load into the cunt. "Oh daddy oh god daddy yes fucking breed me fuck me fuck me" the pig screamed as he took Babba's hot juice. his hole is twitching hard around my buddy's cock as the Bubba forced the pig to juice it's balls. 24 I clamped my mouth onto Bubba's tit as he wrap my waist with his arms, pulling my wrist behind my back with the cuffs as he push his toxic load in me. My jock pouch is sandwiched between our bellies, the rough fabric rubbing against my rock hard and sensitive cock. Between the friction in my jock and Bubba's dick punching my prostate, i lost it. "Oh daddy oh god daddy yes fucking breed me fuck me fuck me" i screamed as i feel my cum flooding my jockstrap. My mouth latched onto Bubba's tit as he keep pounding me, making my ass clench on his dick as he milked my prostate. It feels so fucking good i thought i was gonna pass out. 25 I unlocked the cuffs and the pig is still lying on Bubba, his arms wrapped around him and his mouth nursing one of his tits. "Oh god" the pig moaned repeatedly as it's body shakes and spasm. Slowly, Bubba's cock wilted and slip out of the pig cunt and it can roll over. The pig's jock is completely soaked with his cum, some landed on Bubba's belly. By now he is well trained enough to lick his own nut off Bubba's belly and then crawl down to nurse on Bubba's soft cock. Bubba moaned in appreciation. Then i decided it would be a good time to get that pig cunt gang banged. I grabbed pig boy into a bear hug and whisper in hie ear. "Good piggy boy, who's my good faggot pig boy?" "I am daddy" He whisper hoarsely. as i fondle his still-hard clit inside the jockstrap "Get that jockstrap off and go to the bathroom. wait for me there." It did as told. Bubba got himself dressed and is halfway out the door. "Fuck that was great. Finally got my nut out. See you next time" He said as the door closes behind him. Back in the bathroom, i handed the pig his bottle of water. "Get hydrated" It gulped down the boner-pilled laced water and soon the thing is completely empty "Put your hands above your head by the shower" I said. He did as told and i looped the handcuff over the shower curtain rod and cuffed his wrists. In that position, he barely has enough room to pop his big muscled ass outward. Then i pulled out the pig's phone, connected them to his headphones and pulled out the audio file i told him to download. Soon the sounds of people fucking, cumming and every perversion is piped into his ears. Then i put a blindfold on him and tied a popper soaked rag on his face. As i watch, the pig started grunting and thrusting into the air, its clit rock solid hard and dripping. Now he is ready Meanwhile i pulled out my phone and start some arrangements. I sent this message to all the gay hookup apps and web sites "Pimping out a hungry pig that needs to be bred. Poz friendly. Aries Motel room 203. door unlocked." 26 Within 10 minutes the first guy walked in. He is tall, lanky, and young. I pointed him to the bathroom where the pig is waiting, ass out. He turned around and asked "lube?" and i said "He got 5 loads in him, he is lubed already" "Excellent" the kid grinned as he pulled down his pants and his uncut 6 inches sprung out. Grabbing ahold of the pig's hips he drove it right in and started pounding hard. He barely lasted a minute before grunting and grinding deep into the cunt with his pent up load. He pulled up his pants and left without another word. Then three latin guys show up. They took off their clothes and left them on a pile in the bed. They are local construction dudes that i have seen working on the site down the street. No clue they are into fucking pig boys but who knows. Thanks to their work though they are good looking, with lean toned tatted bodies and thick legs. One of them has a cut cock, the other two uncut, all are about 8 inches, not that size matters. One tried to start filming with his phone, but i told him no recordings allowed. All three went inside the bathroom while i watch sitting on the toilet. They wasted no time pushing their cocks one after another into the pig. Meanwhile the pig is just moaning under the popper rag and sticking its cunt out to accommodate. The first one fucked fast and hard and when his buddies start nursing on his delicious looking brown tits he lost it and blasted his load. Then the guy with the cut cock took his place and push his hardon right inside without any fanfare. He lasted a good long while, even when the guy who just nutted got on his knees and start eating his ass out. He even grabbed the pig's rock hard boner and start stroking him, but careful enough not to let it nut. Eventually he start mumbling in spanish and in one push slammed his fuckmeat deep and unloaded. The third latin guy took over the cunt and started fucking. This guy must be a tit man because all he did as he pounded away was tweaking the pig's tits, which made him moan so loud in the shower i am sure our neighbors heard it. After a while, the first guy got hard again and stuck his boner into his brown ass while he fucked the pig. That did the trick as the first guy pounded the load out of the third, who blasted it directly into the pig's hole. I watch the pig's cock twitch and throb, a stream of precum dripping as the third guy pulled out. They left shortly afterwards, one of them giving me their number. That's nice of them. Next come a succession of gay boys i know and sometimes fucked in the area. We lounged in the hotel room smoking and drinking while they fucked the pig one after another. Some of them are so turned on about fucking a blinded pig they don't last more than a minute before cumming. A couple started fucking on the bed, and when it come time to nut they went to the shower and pushed their loads into the pig. Timmy came over just as the last of the boys are fucked out and leaving. By now it is almost 3 in the morning. Timmy used to be a cop, but he got drummed out when the chief found out he like to fuck dudes. He still look like a cop though with his crew cut, his big muscles, and his attitude. We bro-hugged. "Hey bro, haven't seen you in a while, how's things" "Good, good. Got a job in a security place couple hours away. Just got off work actually. I know it was you when i saw the ad on my phone so i got to come over" Timmy chuckled as he start to take off his clothes. He must have been busy in the tattoo parlor, because aside from his full sleeve of tribal on his right arm, he got a new giant scorpion tatt on his left pec, the tail wrapped around the side to his lower back. The pincers of the scorpion perfectly frames his left nipple. Between his football-player thighs dangles almost 9 inches of thick toxic goodness. I locked the motel door and followed him into the bathroom. The pig is there, blindfolded and still listening to the audio loop. I took his popper rag off his face. His cock is wilted a bit, but still more than half hard, a drop of precum dangling from the head. "please sir please fuck me....." the pig moaned as Timmy stick a finger into the cum-filled hole 27 I have no idea how many people fucked me at this point. After hickdad put me in the bathroom with the blindfold and headphones, i can only guess by the feeling in my ass how many have pushed their dicks into my cunt. All i can hear is the endless audio loop, overlaid with sounds of men fucking and cumming and laced with hypnotic beats... "You are a cum dump, you are a faggot, you are a cunt, you are a faggot, your only purpose in life is getting fucked., you are a faggot, your dick is worthless, your dick is a clit, you are a faggot, you love piss, you love cum, you are a faggot, you ...." I can feel dicks entering my ass, fucking me. Some are gentle. Some are rough. Some are fat and long, some are small. I feel fingers twisting my nipples, which made me rock hard. I felt someone stroking my dick, but they let go when i am close and i never get to cum. But most of all i can feel them pulsing inside me, putting more loads inside. I am so horny and i want more.... 28 "Damn how many dicks did this pig get? Its literally flooding" Timmy said as he fingers the pig cunt. His cock is already rock hard and ready. "I think at least 15 or 18, maybe more" I said as Timmy start pushing his fuckstick into the pig, who is moaning like crazy and backing his meaty ass onto Timmy's fuck rod. "Fuck yeah, fuck yourself with my dick, bitch" Timmy said as he grab the pig's hips and push it back and forth. The churning must be feeling good, cause the pig practiacally squeals in pleasure, and the pig clit is throbbing like its about to fall off. "oh god oh god oh god fuck me oh fuckkkkk" the pig moaned. Suddenly mid pounding the pig lost it and piss all over himself, spurts of pig piss arcing out of his throbbing hardon all over the shower as Timmy keeps on pounding. "Fucking A" Timmy said, grinning as he keep fucking the literal piss out of the pig. "Damn it feels so fucking good" "Here give him this" I handed him the popper rag, now soaked in fresh poppers. He promptly shoved it under the pigs nose, which make him buck harder against Timmy's fuckstick, taking him over the edge. "Fuck I am gonna nut. Take. IT. ALL." Timmy pound each word into the cunt before snapping tight and pouringing his toxic juice into the pig, who kept spurting piss and fucking itself on his fuckstick. As Timmy pulled out i quickly pushed a butt plug into the cunt, keeping all the cum inside. The pig is completely exhausted and so am I. After Timmy left, i uncuffed the pig from the shower, took off the blindfold and headphones, and moved it to the bed. I gently wiped it down with a hot wet towel and by the time i returned from the bathroom its already half asleep. I got into the bed myself and the pig turned toward me and put its head on my chest, right on the biohazard tattoo. I wrapped my arm around it as it falls asleep. 29 I woke up finding myself on hickdad's beefy chest. I am sore all over but still horny as hell. My dick is half hard and dripping a little precum, and i noticed Dave also has a severe case of morning wood. I got up, moved myself to the edge of the bed, and start sucking his cock. He is still fast asleep but his cock felt it, because i can feel him unconsciously pump his cock into my mouth. In no time at all i can feel his whole body twitch and his load spurting into my mouth. I swallowed it all before getting up and showering. 30 I woke up to find the pig missing from the bed. I started to worry but then i heard the shower running. I had a dream where i was getting head and i looked down to find traces of my cum on my pubes and I knew the pig blew me when i was sleeping. Suddenly there is a knock on the door. I opened the door to find Matty standing there. Out of all the pigs i trained and converted, Matty is one of the few who stayed in the area. He is built like me, big and beefy, but without all the fur. He is so slutty and piggy that he would do almost anything to get off, and he probably has. We share a house together outside of town and he works in a construction company. We are not a couple, but we fuck a lot, with or without strangers. I sometimes call him my son, and he loves it. He got my load years ago, and now he is poz and on meds. "Hey daddy" "Hey boy comon in" I closed the door behind him "So how's the new pig?" "He is good. Probably sore this morning" We traded small talk just as the bathroom door opened and piggy came out, naked, hard and plugged. "Hi I am Matty, Dave is my daddy" he said, gesturing to me. "I am Cory, nice meeting you" the pig said. I didn't even know his name until now. Cory and Matty ended up on the bed while i resumed my seat in the chair. We chatted about our history together, and how Matty was trained and turned, and Matty is hungrily looking at Cory the whole time. He moved closer and closer to Cory, and suddenly the two started kissing. Cory practically tore Matty's clothes off abd before long the two pigs are naked and rubbing their rock hard clits together. "Cory you want to be my pig brother for Daddy Dave?" "Yes please..." Cory worked his way down to Matty's chest, sucking on his gyno tits like its breakfast. Meanwhile, Matty is gently rubbing his hands down Cory's back.

The making of a pig boy (Disclaimer: All characters are fictional, including the narrators. All resemblance of anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story originated as a hobby for me to get over the writer's hump, so i guessed it worked. It is told from alternating perspectives: the narrator and the Daddy. Mild offensive themes and way too much expletives. and I hope you enjoy and maybe i will write more about this pig and his adventures.) Oh there will be typos. Lots and lots of typos. 1. I have been driving for two hours on a narrow 2 lane road somewhere in rural Arkansas, deep in hill country. The only light on the road are the dim headlights of my battered car. Occasionally i would be blinded by the light of trucks passing me, wheels jacked high and confederate flags flying from the back. An hour later, I finally arrived at the one-stoplight town of Creek. Although it is barely 11pm, the streets are almost completely deserted, save for the entrance of the bar where several men gathered, standing around in loose jeans and tank tops, sipping their beers and smoking in the night air. Across the street from the bar, i found the only motel in town. I paid the tired looking old woman behind the counter and walked across the cracked pavement to my dark and damp room. I pulled my phone and launched the secure messaging app. me: hey hickdad: you made it? me: yes hickdad: ok, do what i tell you to and i will be there in an hour me: ok, see you then. I logged off and unpacked my stuff: some clothes, some toys, lube, a blindfold, and a bottle of poppers. As i cleaned out and showered, i thought about how i ended up in a dingy hotel room in the middle of nowhere. Several months ago, i started chatting to a man named hickdad online. He claimed to be a rough top who love to breed young men like me. As we keep chatting, i found he shared my dirtiest and most perverted fantasies. I spent countless nights chatting with him, only calling him "sir" as he tells me how he would round up a bunch of his hick friends and turn me into a cum dump pig whore. Cyber chatting turned to phone calls and i would have deep, almost violent orgasms as he told me, in his gruff, deep voice, how he would turn me into a cum whore for himself and his redneck friends. Sitting on the dildo he made me order, i would tell him my fantasy of being turned into a sub human cum dump, not a man, just a pig to shoot cum into. I would jerk off constantly to our conversations and chat logs, hypnotized by his voice and his domination over me. As time goes on, hickdad would teach me to train myself on poppers and toys, pushing me to rough neck gyms to build my body, and sending me links to videos of unimaginable perversion. I shot load after load watching dirty pigs like me drinking piss, get bred by anonymous dicks, and begging for poz loads from fat toxic cocks. In a few months, by forcing me to work out hickdad added pounds of muscle to my body. Finally one day a package arrived at my door. It contains a jockstrap, a large buttplug, a large stash of steroids and a letter from hickdad telling me it is time to make my fantasy into reality. That night, over the phone, he instructed me to wear nothing but the jockstrap as my underwear for the next 8 weeks, washing it only when absolutely necessary. Next, I am to use the steroids as instructed to make my body bigger and thicker. I am to use that buttplug daily, stretching my hole and keeping it in for 4 hours every day, especially during my workout at the gym. Finally, in his stern masculine voice, i am ordered not to touch myself at all until we meet. He left me with the address of the motel and ordered me to drive there with my laptop and some clothes in 2 month's time. So here i am, waiting for hickdad in a dirty motel room. Thanks to the steroids he sent, i having put on 30 pounds of muscle, i can scarcely recognize myself. My neck is now as wide as my head, my legs barely fitting into my jeans. My pecs, swollen and thick, are crowned by massive wide nipples that are so sensitive that would make me spring a boner just touching them. True to his instructions, i have only washed the jockstrap twice during the entire time i was wearing it. The original white fabric is now yellowed with piss, sweat and the copious precum my cock spew out during the month of chastity and gym work. After thoroughly cleaned out, i inserted the butt plug into my ass and my cock got hard instantly. I started one of the raunchy videos hickdad sent me on my computer and took a deep huff of poppers while watching. My cock is rock hard inside my jock and i can barely stop myself from jacking off when i hear the sound of a diesel pickup truck parking outside the motel room door. A hairy stocky man in his 40s enter. Wearing nothing but a sweaty cut off t shirt and dirty jeans, hickdad is as masculine and rugged as his pictures suggested. Closing the door behind him, he inspected me from head to toe while i kneel on the carpet in front of him as instructed as he strips off his tshirt, revealing his powerful pecs, massive biceps, and a ton of tats all over his body, including a giant blue black biohazard symbol over his right pec and an intricate scorpion on his left torso. "Hello pig boy" Hickdad said while undoing the top button of his jeans, showing off the waistband of his yellow jockstrap. "hello sir" i replied. "you ready to be used boy?" "yes sir" "yes sir what?" "Yes sir, i am ready to be used sir" "Good boy, get on the bed, on your hands and knees boy" hickdad growled and i jumped to comply. Face down on the dirty sheets on my knees, my ass sticking out. I can feel his rough hands inspecting my ass and the buttplug he ordered me to wear. Firmly and steadily, he pulled on the plug until it dislodges from my hole. I feel empty and desperate to get it filled. "get on your knees faggot" hickdad commanded , and i scrambled off the bed and get on my knees. He is standing right in front of me, the bulge in his jeans inches away from my face.hickdad must have noticed that i am staring at his manhood, because without a word he pulled down his jeans and took them off, leaving his heavy work boots on. I can smell the sweat and piss emanating from the jockstrap. It was all i can do without burying my face into his crotch. "You want this dont you faggot" "yes sir, please sir" Reaching behind him into my bag, he pull out a thick 10 inch dildo and my bottle of extra strength poppers. I watched silently as he spit on the dildo to slick it up. Then he planted it on the wooden chair by the window. "come here and show me what you learned, faggot" I got off my knees and moved over to the chair as hickdad watches. After taking a deep huffs of the poppers, i sit myself onto the large rubber cock. I pinch my swollen nipples as the slick rubber stretches my hole, pushing deep into my rectum, moaning in a animalistic voice and keeping eye contact with my master. When i reach the botttom i rocked back and forth, the rubber cock stirring my insides, while huffing deep snorts of poppers every minute as hickdad trained me to do. By now my jockstrap is soaked through with precum and sweat, and the smell of poppers and my own sex juices and sending me flying. Hickdad got up from the bed and stand in front of me. "Good boy" he intoned as he push my face into his jockstrap. My nose is instantly overwhelmed with its odors, and i hungrily licked and sucked on the fabric, tasting the sweat, piss and cum that has been deposited there for god knows how long while riding the dildo deep inside me. I can feel hickdad's thick manhood stirring behind the thin fabric. Inn no time it become hard and bulging, and i am slobbering all over the pouch like it is my last meal on earth before he pulled away and push my head back. "You like this shit boy?" "Yes sir, thank you sir" "Open wide" I opened my mouth wide just in time for hickdad to hock a big glob of spit into it. I moaned in gratitude, grinding harder onto the rubber cock as he pull his cock out of the jock pouch, and shove the thick and veiny cock down my open throat. 2. "Fuck, that feels good, suck my cock faggot" I grabbed the faggot's head and start raping his pretty little mouth. He is pretty good at it for such a young punk, and his tongue is doing something that makes my cock feel good, better than any of those bitches i fucked when i was locked up. I pulled out of his mouth after choking him for a good 5 minutes. He reached for his poppers and took deep huffs while i sat down on the dirty motel bed. Those roids i sent him did a nice job on him, making him look more like a muscle pig that he wants to be. It was expensive, but i am sure i can make that money back tonight. "get that faggot ass up and bend the fuck over the bed" I said, and the fag did as he was told. I started rubbing the rim of his slicked up hole with my fingertips, and his ass lips start spasming like a pig in heat. "you need my dick up in that faggot cunt don't you" "Yes sir please i need it bad" "Your ass is mine isnt it" "Yes sir my ass is yours sir" "Flip over and put your legs up like i taught you" The faggot flipped over and pulled his legs up, his eyes staring hungrily at me. I pulled my jock down and my 9 inch fat cock sprang up, harder than a rock and already leaking. Without saying a word, i shove my fat cock inside that pig cunt in one stroke. 3. I feel hickdad's fat cock inside me all at once, and it hurts like hell. I screamed, but his rough hand covered my mouth and my voice is muffled as he forcefully raped my hole with his fat cock, pulling out almost completely before pushing it in again. He sneered at me, enjoying the pain he brought to my entire being, after a while i cannot help myself but moan as his cock pounds my ass, making my own dick rock hard, twitching with my heartbeat. He smirked at me as i moaned, his fingers pinching my fat gyno tits and my entire sensation concentrated on my dripping dick, desperate to cum. The pleasure is too much. I am bucking and arching my back, trying to keep his dick pounding inside me. I screamed into the poppered rag he shoved into my face, my cunt overwhelmed by the sensation of his thick meat deep inside me. 4. I pound away at the faggot's cunt, I pulled his fag clit out of the jock and it is fat and swollen, slapping against his stomach as i pound my cock deep inside him. I reached towards the poppers, poured some onto a rag and shove it into the fag's face. As he breathe it in his entire body starting to twist around, the fag monaing like a fucking demon possessed. Suddenly his hole is clenching tight on my fuckstick and that hole just feels so god damn incredible. *mmmm MMMMMM* the faggot screamed into the rag as his ass clamped on my rod like a vice. I am pinching its gyno tits and its eyes 4 rolled into the back of his head. "Fuck yeah boy, take it, take my dick" I growled at the fag as he bucks and squirms under me. His eyes are glazed over, his hole is all he knows now. I leaned in, his clit rock hard against my belly, right on my scorpion tat, my face inches from his. "Take my fucking cock you fucking fag pig" I whispered to him before i spit on its pretty face as i pound away. "I can last for a long ass time in a smooth pig hole like yours. By the way did i mention i am poz boy? You are getting some toxic cum tonight." The pig is staring at me now, a mix of fear and pleasure in its eyes. 5. I stared into Hickdad's eyes as he pound away at my ass. He just told me i am getting pozzed. Suddenly all the pozzing videos i watch flood into my head and all my nastiest, dirtiest fantasies are coming true. "Fuck yes daddy, fuck me with that fat poz cock. I want your toxic cum in my ass pleaseeeee" I begged as his fat dick pounds me hard. My cock is so hard its painful, sandwiched between my gut and his tattooed stomach, my cockhead gettiing rubbed by a intricate scorpion tat. The thought of getting my cunt filled with toxic seeed by a hot redneck daddy is too much. With his fat cock deep into my hole and his fingers twisting my gyno tits my entire body tensed up and I am fucking cumming oh my god... 6. The pig is begging for it now. its hole is gripping my dick like a fucking vice while the stupid pig is begging for my toxic load. Its clit is rock solid hard and the pig's eyes is just wide staring at me. It looks like he is gonna lose its fucking mind when i bite his roid up tit and shove my dick in him one more time. he is clamping tight on my pole like a fucking milking machine and the pig start cumming. Globs of nut juice just come gushing out of that clit all over its tummy as he thrashes under me like a fucking demon moaning oh my god like a bitch. I can feel my load churning inside my balls, ready to knock that bitch up. "fuck yeah bitch, cum for me you fucking pig. you want my poz load dont you? fuck yeah here that nut for you FUCK" The pig is barely listening. its eyes are rolling into the back of its head as my dick keep pumping in and out of its pulsating cunt, spraying my poz load deep inside that hole. I pinned down its arms so he cant play with its clit and it is still ozzing ball juice. 7. His cock feels so fucking good deep inside my ass, just thrusting in my cunt, and my brain cannot think of anything else. My cock has never been harder, but Hickdad was holding my arms down and i cannot jerk myself off. I am moaning like a bitch, staring into his blue eyes and going crazy when suddenly he thrusted one more time, deeper than anything has ever been inside my ass, and he bent down and bite my gyno tits. I screamed when i feel my load come blasting out of my dick. I feel like i am having one of those out of body experience, I cant feel anything except my dick, and all i can do is to lie there and cum, shooting spurt after spurt of my nut while Hickdad shoots his load inside me. I can feel the hot poz cum flooding my cunt and I cant stop myself nutting even more. Pig daddy finished blasting his nut, but his dick is still rock hard in my ass, thrusting and punching that spot that makes me want to cum over and over and that is all i can feel when i pass out. 8. FUCK. That fucking pig cunt was fucking good, milking that load out of my dick. The fucking cunt actually passed out on me, but his fucking hole is still twtiching. Un fucking believable. I pulled out of that tight cunt and wiped myself down with the pig's tshirt. Damn i sweat a whole fucking lot. The cunt is sprawled on its back, a thick load covering his stomach, my load swimming inside that young hot hole. I will let him rest a bit. He isn't done yet for tonight. Not by a long shot. Once i took a breather with a beer and a smoke, I got back to work. The pig is pretty heavy, but I lifted heavier shit than him, so moving him to the middle of the bed and tying his hands to the bed posts is a piece of cake. Next i pulled out the magic marker and wrote CUNT right on his stomach. Then i pulled out my phone and started scheduling dates for the pig. 9. My buddy Joe is the first to arrive. The dude marched into the room wearing his mechanic jumpsuit. Built like a brick shithouse, Joe is my roid dealer and my mechanic, and he spend his entire life lifting, working on cars, and pound every hole he can find. "Yo wassup big guy" "Yo. You got some new meat?" "See for yourself" I said as I point in the pig's direction. By the time i closed the door and turn around, Joe is already stripping off his jumpsuit. The motherfucker is even bigger than i saw him last, he must be really overdoing on the juice. His neck is thicker than his head, and his body is just a giant mass of muscle, like a cartoon drawing of a pro wrestler. In no time, the fucker is on the bed, lifting the pig's leg's up, and teasing it's tight cunt hole just as the pig is waking up. 10. I must have passed out when daddy shot his load in me, because when i woke up my hands are tied to the bed posts and there is something poking at my sore hole. I opened my eyes and there is a massive man in front of me, his bright blue eyes staring at me. He is the skinhead muscle beast of my dreams, just a giant sweaty mass of hot muscle covered in creamy white skin streaked with what i thought is motor oil. His pecs are super huge, hanging over his roid gut, his nipples pink and fat and pointing straight forward. I can barely moan in lust before he start entering me. His dick is not as long as hick dad's but it is thick as hell, and it stretched my hole something serious. Hickdad helpfully shove a popper soaked rag under my nose as the stud pounds into me, alternating between slow deep strokes and fast ones. "Fuck you are so fucking huge..." i moaned, "Fuck yeah thats a fucking tight faggot pussy right here", the man growled towards hickdad, who is sitting on the other bed, smoking and smirking while his dick pounded away inside my hole. In no time i am rock hard again, my arms struggling against the cuffs.

My hubby is a total power top and I’m vers. We have an open relationship and agree we don’t need to tell each other about our escapades. But it’s hot to me when he lies, sneaks, or hides his hookups. And I love it even more when I catch him or find evidence. The first (and one of the hottest) times I witnessed him cheating was at Halloween in Castro several years ago. We met up with our mutual college friend Dan & his new boyfriend Caleb in San Francisco. We were younger and didn’t have much money back then so we decided to split a hotel room in the city with the plan to crash there after the night of partying. The only room available had just one queen bed, so we figured we’d all just share. We had a blast out in the Castro that night and got drunk and very high from pot brownies. Back at the hotel, in a stupor all four of us stripped down to our underwear and fell asleep pretty quickly on the bed together. I woke up a little later to someone snoring. But then I also noticed the soft sounds of kissing. I was on the edge of the bed with my hubby next to me, and I knew Caleb was next to him and Dan on the far edge of the bed. I quickly realized Dan was the one asleep and snoring, while my hubby and Caleb were making out in the middle of the bed. I got instantly hard. As far as I understood, Dan & Caleb were monogamous. So my hubby was definitely cheating here and risking Dan’s friendship. Listening to them was making me very horny, so I decided to stay still and pretend I was asleep, and just let them go at it. Since we were all squished together in the bed, I was pressed up against my hubby as he was making out with Caleb. In fact, I could feel Caleb’s hands caressing my hubby up and down and they kissed passionately. They pulled off each other’s underwear and started rubbing each other’s cocks together. Soon I heard Caleb start moaning quietly and I knew my hubby must have a finger up Caleb’s butt. I heard Caleb whisper to my hubby asking him if I was still for sure asleep. My hubby said yeah, he’s totally passed out. Meanwhile Dan was still snoring on the other side of the bed. After some more whispering, they shifted positions so that Caleb was on his back and my hubby was on top of him, facing each other. I heard my hubby spit a few times and Caleb began moaning a little louder. I knew my hubby’s cock was inside Caleb’s ass. My hubby began slowly fucking Caleb and now both their bodies were rubbing up against me. They continued kissing passionately and my hubby increased the intensity of his rhythmic pounding. In a whisper he said to Caleb I’m gonna cum, and with a few more deep thrusts he groaned as he shot his raw load right up Caleb’s ass. Caleb jerked his cock with my hubby still inside him and finally came too, spraying an enormous load all over the bed and onto my face, shoulder, and arm. I was so turned on, but I was trying not to breath too heavily in order to avoid giving myself away. They kept kissing for a while and eventually got out of bed to clean off together in the bathroom. As soon as they had gone, I licked up all Caleb’s cum droplets and jerked myself off to a huge orgasm. All the while, Dan was still sound asleep and snoring, Next morning, the four of us woke up to terrible hangovers. My hubby and Caleb acted like nothing happened. All of us claimed not to remember much of the night before, because we had been so drunk and high. Dan & Caleb made the long drive back to their home later that day. Even now, I don’t know if my hubby remembers what he did that night or if he’s just hiding it from me.

Part 2 - Pants down in the park Living in West London close to a major airport and so many hotels has provided me with a huge number of hook up opportunities over the years and I have taken full advantage of this. I've fucked (and been fucked by) guys travelling on business, flight attendants and airport workers and quite a few lads who have been staying near the airport for the night before travelling the following day. A few years ago I was on line one Friday evening and I began chatting to a lad from Scotland, who told me his name was Jamie and said he was staying in one of the airport hotels with his partner for a couple of nights before they flew out of the country on holiday. I was tired as I had been working hard all week and had not had much time for anything else. I was also very horny and in fact had not cum for over a week. I enjoyed chatting with him but did not think anything was going to come of it as he was with his partner. He was very good looking, dark haired with a really nice smile . As our conversation became more explicit he told me he was horny to be sucked off and asked me if I was up for it. He then sent me some pictures of his cock. He was a really good looking guy and I was definitely up for sucking his cock. I asked about his partner and he said his partner was cool with it and might even join in. He said that we couldn't do anything other than kissing and sucking and I said that would be fine. I really liked him and thought that sucking him off in front of his partner might be quite horny. I arrived at their hotel about half an hour later and Jamie met me in the lobby. He was even better looking than his pictures suggested - he was quite small, slim and dark, dressed in trackie bottoms and a T shirt and as I approached him he grinned. He led me up to his room and when I got there he introduced me to his partner who nodded at me but didn't seem particularly interested that I was there. Jamie pulled me towards him and began to kiss me as his partner went and sat down, looking at this phone and not paying much attention to us. As I kissed him, I pushed my hand down the front of his pants and began to play with his cock. Soon his trackies and pants were down at his knees and I was sucking his big cock. He moaned and his partner looked up briefly before returning to his phone. I sucked Jamie's cock for a while and then motioned to him to turn round. He shook his head and looked briefly in the direction of his partner. I was disappointed not to get to lick his arse but I enjoyed sucking his cock. A few minutes later the partner got up and came over and joined us. He pulled his cock out and began playing with it as he watched me sucking Jamie. After a while Jamie pulled his cock out of my mouth and indicated that I should go down on his partner. I took the partner's cock into my mouth and began to suck him but he never really got fully hard and after a while he pulled out and stuffed his cock back into his pants. Without a word he went and sat back down and seemed to be completely absorbed with his phone again. I started sucking Jamie again and I could tell that he was getting close. His partner was not paying any attention to us so I began to move my finger up and down Jamie's arse crack as I sucked him and after a while my finger was pushing against his arsehole. He glanced over at this partner but didn't stop me and he spread his legs as I wet my finger and began to push it up his arse. I kept sucking him as I fingered his arse and after a while he moaned and shot a big load of cum into my mouth. When he had finished cumming he told his partner he was going to see me back down to the lobby. His partner nodded without looking up. In the lift on the way down to the lobby Jamie said he was sorry that his partner hadn't really been into it. "Not to worry" I said, "maybe I'm not his type." Jamie grinned and said "Well, you're definitely my type." I smiled. As we reached the ground floor Jamie said he would come out with me and get some air. He asked me if I lived locally and I said I did. He then said that he would be out jogging early the following morning and asked me if I fancied meeting up. I said I would love to. He grinned again and said maybe we could do a bit more. I said I would be well up for that and we arranged to meet in a nearby park at 7am the following morning. I had no idea if he would turn up the next morning but I liked him a lot was really hoping he would. I was also hoping to get a shot at his fit arse. I was fairly sure that kissing and sucking only was his partner's policy rather than his and I really wanted to see how far he was willing to go. I got up early, showered and made my way to the park, enjoying the warm autumn sunshine. There was no sign of him at first but after a short time he jogged towards me and grinned. He looked even fitter in his dark blue shorts and white T shirt and soon we were in the bushes. I pulled him towards me and we began to kiss and soon we both had our cocks out wanking as I fingered his arse. We kissed for a while and then he went down on my cock. He sucked me really well and before long I was getting close so I pulled my cock out of his mouth and went down on him. I enjoyed every minute of sucking his cock and this time when I indicated to him to turn round he didn't resist. He pulled his shorts and pants right down and bent over. He had a really fit arse and I couldn't wait to get my tongue up him. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right into his hole. His arse was smooth but his hole was quite hairy and I enjoyed every minute of licking it. After a while I stood up and began to rub the head of my cock over his arsehole. "I want to fuck you." I said He stood up and turned round. "Did you bring a condom?" he asked. "No." I said, "Did you?" He shook his head. "So what do we do now?" he said, grinning as he looked straight at me. I didn't say anything. I produced a small sachet of lube from my pocket, turned him round and bent him over. He didn't object when I began to finger some lube into his arse or when I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and began to push it slowly right up his unprotected arse. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him bareback. He grunted and then moaned "Fuck me!" He was holding on to a tree with his right hand and wanking himself off with his left, his shorts and pants at his ankles, and his T shirt pushed up his back as I fucked him hard and fast, enjoying every minute of fucking this fit lad. I asked him if he let other guys fuck him behind his partner's back and he nodded and moaned. "Do you let them fuck you bareback?" I asked as I began to fuck him even harder. "Yes!" he groaned. I kept fucking him until I felt myself getting really close and then I told him I was going to cum in his arse. "Yeah," he moaned "Do it...fucking do it!" I began to shoot what felt like a massive load right into his arse and as I started cumming in him he moaned and shot his load out in front of him. I felt as if I was never going to stop cumming as I pumped more and more cum into his arse. We were both out of breath as I pulled out his arse and he pulled up his shorts and pants. "I'd better go." he said. He pulled me towards him, kissed me and then grinned at me as he jogged off back to his partner, his arse full of cum. A few months later I was spending a long weekend in Hamburg and on the Friday evening I had arranged to meet a friend for dinner in a restaurant in the heart of the gay area, Once again I was feeling horny and as it was quite a mild night, I decided to check out the Stadtpark before meeting my friend. I had had a few horny experiences cruising the Stadtpark early in the evening in winter. It could be hit and miss but quite often there would be guys cruising on the way home from work and when I got to the cruising area this time I found quite a few guys cruising around. I ended up sucking a tall, thin guy who came in my mouth quite quickly and then I went further into the park. I came across a group guys with their pants down wanking and I joined them. The centre of attraction was a blond lad who looked to be in his late twenties. He was wearing a puffer jacket, a smart white shirt and dark trousers and had obviously come from work. One of the guys was down sucking him off and when he stood up the blond lad went down on him. The blond lad took a turn sucking on all of us and at one point he was bent forward with his arse in the air. An older guy unzipped the blond lad's trousers and pulled them down along with his white underpants. The older guy began to play with the blond lad's arse and he didn't resist as another guy joined in and began to finger his arse. He pulled away when the guy began to rub his cock against his arse and it was clear he wasn't up for being fucked. He kept sucking any cock that was presented to him but when another guy tried to fuck him he pushed him away. I had moved away a little now and was sucking a fit skin head guy who looked to be in his mid 30s and had a massive cock. I sucked him for a while and then we were joined by another guy who presented his cock to me. I began to suck him and the skin head wandered away. After a while the guy I was sucking told me he was going to cum. I kept sucking him and he pumped a nice big load of cum into my mouth and then wandered off. As I was getting up I heard a loud groan and I looked around. The blond lad was bent over against a tree, his trousers and pants down and the skinhead guy with the big thick cock was fucking him hard up the arse. A crowd of guys were watching and wanking as the skinhead fucked him and I soon had my cock out wanking as I watched them fuck. I had a great view of the skinhead's big thick cock thrusting up the blond lad's arse and I was fairly sure that he wasn't using a condom. Just then the skinhead pulled his cock right back and then slammed it up the blond lad even harder. As I had thought, he was fucking the blond lad bareback. The blond lad was groaning as the skinhead fucked him and after a while the skinhead grunted and began to cum deep in the blond lad's arse. A few of the other guys shot their loads as the skinhead pushed his cock right up the blond lad and held it there as he pumped him full of cum. The skinhead pulled his cock out, stuffed it back in his pants and wandered off. The blond guy suddenly seemed to realise he was standing with his pants down in the middle of a crowd of wanking guys who had just watched him being fucked bareback. He couldn't get away quick enough. Half an hour later I was sitting in the restaurant catching up with my friend Oliver. A nerdy lad with glasses was sitting at the table opposite us, looking at his watch occasionally and obviously waiting for someone. A few minutes later he was joined by the blond guy I had just watched being fucked in the Stadtpark. The blond lad kissed him and sat down, apologising for being a bit late. From the way they interacted, it was clear they were a couple. I was fairly sure that the blond lad had not intended to let anyone fuck him and had probably got caught up in the moment and gone further than he intended to. I was quite turned on by the fact that no one else in the restaurant, including his boyfriend, had any idea that he had just taken a load of cum up his arse in the park. The nerdy guy looked a bit like a guy I fucked more recently. I was online one night and chatting to a guy I had chatted to a couple of times before but had never managed to hook up with. I had more or less given up on him but when he messaged me this evening he said he was up for meeting and horny to be fucked. He said we would have to meet outside as his boyfriend was asleep in the house. He gave me the address and told me to meet him at the end of a row of garages behind the houses. I was very horny and as it was a beautiful warm summer's night and he wasn't very far away I decided to go for it. I got there and parked up by the garages. Nothing happened for a while and I thought maybe he wasn't going to show but a few minutes later he appeared. He was a fit lad, small, slim and quite nerdy looking with glasses - a look I really go for. He led me round behind the garages and I got my cock out. He sucked me for a while and I was getting close to blowing my load in his mouth when he stood up, pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over. I fingered his arse and found that he was already lubed up. I slid my cock up him and fucked him bareback, shooting what felt like a massive load up his cheating arse after just ten or twelve thrusts. I pulled out and he stood up. "Cheers, mate." he said as he pulled his pants up and headed back to his partner. Part 3 to follow

11. I watch as Joe pounding away at the pussy boy while i smoke. Despite his massive size, Joe is a great fucker and it is a pleasure to watch his big ass flexing as he fucked the fag hole, alternating between deep strokes and brutally fast pounding, his giant nut sac slapping the pig's ass as it sways. Meanwhile the pig is moaning like a whore, begging for more of that roid up monster's cock. Its clit is hard again, slapping on its own gut and leaking, but thanks to the cuffs keeping his hand to the bed it cannot rub itself. Joe leans forward and the pig lurches for his fat roided tits, sucking on it like its looking for milk. "Fuck yeah suck that fucking tit. get that real muscle milk you faggot" Joe grunted as he pound harder and harder. It didn't take the motherfucker long to tense up, and with a guttural roar that sound more like a bear than human, Joe nutted inside the boy. 12. He is so fucking hot, literally. He feels like a furnace when he lean forward, his dick pounding my insides. His giant pecs and fat pink nipple are in my face, so i push my face forward and start sucking on that juicy nipple. I guess he must have liked it because he started fucking faster and harder and suddenly his entire body flexed and I can feel his load flooding inside me. I keep sucking on his nipple as he dump his load. 13. Joe pulled out of the pig hole and stood up. His fat dick is still hard and he is panting, covered in sweat. He look so good i considered getting on my knees and suck that dick dry again, but i got guests coming and the pig need to get fucked. So i watched him put on his jumpsuit, tying the sleeves around his roid gut, and march out of the room. The pig is a sweaty mess on the bed. His legs are spread apart and his pig cock is still hard. Joe never bothered to touch it and the pig is staring at me with a pleading look. I fished a blindfold from its bag and blindfolded the cunt. Just then there is a knock on the door. Scum entered the room. He is a welder who works on my construction crew when he is not in jail for assault or dealing. By the time i closed the door, he already peeled his shirt off. He is a fucking hot bastard, short, fucking built like a twink who worked out too much. Most people just thought he is a fucking pushover because of his height, until they see the multiple scars and prison tats all over him. "Hey man, hows it going?" "Good man. Got some new meat in town and figured that you want some. How have you been?" "Just got out of county after 6 months. Fucking pigs try to nail me, but my lawyer beat that" "Nice. You got new Ink?" "Yeah, got it in jail. How does it look?" He pointed to the Celtic cross that is inked over his smooth gut. It sits alongside a giant bio hazard sign on his right pec, just over his nipple. "Fantastic bro." "So this is your new bitch?" He said, his mouth break into a cap-toothed grin as he pulled off his pants and rubbing his dick. "Yeah just breaking him in. You know the drill" I grinned "Fuck yeah i gotta pound out my fucking rage tonight" 14. I can smell him before i could hear him. As the new guy and hickdad shoot the shit, I am here blindfolded and waiting. As he approach i can smell him even more, a mix of sweat, testosterone, and cheap deodorant. "Fucking nice." he growled as he rubs his rough hands all over me. He pinched my tits and i moaned. "Fuck yeah, spread your legs, boy" he commanded, and i did. I can feel something circling my filled cunt, and soon enough he is fingering it, without bothering to lube it. "Fuck that's such a fucking tight cunt" the man said as he lift my legs up and i can feel his cockhead rubbing against my hole. In one push he filled it, using the cum fucked into me as lube. I moaned and screamed as he fucked me like an animal, roughly and without mercy. Without sight, i can only feel his dick pounding my hole. My dick is hard again, and as his dick ravage my prostate i can feel wave and wave of pressure and pleasure concentrated on my cock and balls. I was constantly on the edge of explosion as if someone is edging my cock from my insides. "Fuck that shit is so tight i am gonna nut" I can hear the man growling at hickdad "Go for it, fill it with your ball juice" "Fuck i am close" i heard, then he leaned in to my face. I can smell his breath, filled with cigarettes and a hint of beer. "I am gonna give you my fucking toxic nut, you want it bitch" The idea of getting another toxic load from someone i cant even see stirred my lust filled imagination "Fuck yes please fucking shoot it in me please please please" and just like that he tense up and i can feel spurts of his toxic cum blasting into my ass as he pound me hard like a jackrabbit. At the same time I can feel my balls pull up and blasts of cum squirts out of my dick and all over myself. 15. I watch Scum breeding the pig with his toxic balljuice just as the pig get fucked into another orgasm. The pig is screaming hard as i pull my popper rag and shove it under its nose, which just make him writhe harder against the cuffs, milking Scums dick dry. Scum's dick slid out of the pig's cunt as he finish, a final splash of nut coating the pig's heavy balls. The pig is just moaning and thrusting hios hips, trying to get some friction to finish his nut. "OH FUCKING HELL" Scum yelled at no one in particular, "that's fucking hot". And then there is a knock on the door. In comes Jack, a regular n'er-do-well redneck around these parts and a part time clerk at the motel we are in. I texted him to come over before he started his shift to take a load off. "Yo Jack, wassup" "Yo Dave how's it going" he said as we shared a hug. Jack is muscular and wiry, his 6 foot frame supporting barely 175 pounds of lean muscle. But the thing that is most impressive about him is his dick, which is the largest i have ever seen on a white boi: 10 inches and thick as a beer can. Jack wasted no time to get naked, his chest covered in tattoos and a thick layer of hair. He stared at the pig cunt, still moaning and grunting from Scum's fucking, and get hard immediately. I motioned Scum to move over and Jack lifted the pig's legs and rubbed his massive rod against the pig's distended hole, leaking Scum's load on the bed. 16. I can feel two man approaching the bed, despite my blindfold. One slip onto the bed beside me and one is lifting my legs and rubbing a finger against my leaking hole Dave started rubbing his hands all over my oversensitive tits. It feels like my tits are electrified and I am moaning as he whisper in my ear. "Thats three loads, you are about to get four. Relax" His gentle rubbing of my body got me to calm down a little, alongside a fresh popper soaked rag for me to breathe in. As Dave caress my body, I can feel something hard and large pushing into my hole. "Oh fuck its huge" I moaned, and Dave chuckled in my ear "Its gonna be the biggest you ever had pig..." as the dick keep pushing into my hole. It hurts so much, but the poppers and Dave's gentle rubbing helps, and soon I can feel the guy pulling out and pushing it in again. Its so long i thought it is going right into my guts, and its so thick i thought it would split my hole all the way to my nuts. The guy who is doing the dicking was gentle enough in the beginning, and by the time i am used to his size he started to fuck me harder and harder, pushing deep inside before pulling almost all the way out and slam it in. All the pounding is making me hard all over again, and just as I feel the big cock stiffen, Dave pinched both my tits hard and every bit of my consciousness focused on my ass and cock. "Fuck yeah pig, clamp down on my buddy's cock, milk that shit out" Dave said as he stroke my still rock hard clit, edging the fuck out of me 17. Jack was gentle with the pig at first. He knows he is huge and i don't want the pig's night to end with just 4 loads. He slowly pushed it in while i sweet talk the pig into relaxing, rubbing his smooth skin and playing with his tits to distract it. Soon enough the pig is comfortable for some pounding from Jack, and he ram his tool into its cunt lubed by the three loads already inside. The pig is moaning into the popper rag while i work on those delicious tits, and in no time it's clit is rock hard again and dripping. "Oh god daddy please let me cum please" the pig is begging for me to finish him off, but i got more fun ahead so i just let it throb on his belly while Jack pound harder at the cunt. "Fuck that's a fucking good pussy its gonna make me nut" Jack panted in between thrusts "Go for it buddy, breed the pig" I said as he thrust hard into the pig's cunt, pounding it into a blubbering moaning mess. I tweaked its tits hard and it tense up completely, its clit throbs like its gonna rocket off. "FUCK YEAH" Jack screamed as he deposited his load into the pig. Pulling out i can see the pig's hole is wide open, a trail of cum dripping out. I grabbed the butt plug and shoved it into the pig, who just moaned when i shoved the rubber plug inside. I uncuffed its hands from the bed and removed the blindfold, letting it sit up and rest a little. 18 "Don't even think of rubbing your clit" Dave/hickdad commanded as he removed the cuffs and pulled off the blindfold. He threw me a wet towel and told me to clean up a bit, and handed me a bottle of water. "Rest up, you got the rest of the night ahead of you. Smoke is on the table if you need them. I will be back in 15 minutes." He said, and then he left the room. I got up, drank some water, and lit up a Marlboro as i look at myself in the mirror. I am covered with sweat and cum. My nipples are red and swollen. My hole is sore but the buttplug is firmly lodged in. My cock is still half hard, and covered with my spent juice. I look like a real cum pig and i am loving it. I wiped myself down with the towel in front of the mirror and put my jockstrap back on. Just as my cock start to harden again at the sight of myself, i can see Dave's headlights. I sat back on the bed as Dave entered the room with another guy in tow. He is about Dave's height, with a medium, jockish build. His biceps bulges his t shirt sleeves, and jeans wrapped tight around his large solid ass, matching the lovely bulge in front. "Stand up Pig" "yes sir" I snuffed my smoke in the ashtray, took a swig of the water, and stood up, still wet from cleaning. The sound of men fucking each other eminates from the porn on my computer. My cock is still half hard, straining the jockstrap pouch. The new guy looked at me up and down, as if he is inspecting livestock. "Nice one dude" He said to hickdad as He pinched my tits. I moaned as he rolled his fingers across my puffy and overused nipples as his other hand reaches behind to inspect my hole. I parted my legs wide to give him better access. He felt the rubber base of my buttplug and pulled on it. It gave way and my hole is open. I can feel cum leaking from my hole and down my inner thigh. He took his s-shirt off, revealing perfect 6 pack abs and pecs that are completely covered with a colorful tattoo of a dragon. His nipples were pierced and I almost drooled at the sight of them. As if my instinct, I immediately got on my knees, working to undo his pants as he sneered at me. He did not wear any underwear, and 7 inches of semi hard cock flop out as i pull down those skin tight jeans. "Oh fuck yeah suck it" he moaned as i take his uncut piece into my mouth and slurp on it like a popsicle. He tastes like sweat, piss, and a funk that i know could only come from uncut dicks. Meanwhile, Dave is back on his seat, smoking, watching his faggot pig service his buddy. 19. After i left the motel room to give the pig a break, i went to pick up my buddy Sean who is waiting by the gas station. He runs the station, but his employee got the company truck to deliver propane tanks, so he texted me while Jack is nailing the pig and i went to pick him up. 30, blond and single, Sean loves working out, getting himself tatted, fighting and fucking, and that is all he does outside of work. He climbed into my truck looking fitter than any time i have seen him. "Hey man, whats going on?" I said "Good good, Havent gotten laid in a week if you can believe it" Sean laughed. "Weren't banging whats his name down by the factory?" "Nah, his wife almost found out and i don't need that shit" We both laughed at his predicament: a horndog living in the middle of nowhere. By the time we got back to the motel, the pig is cleaned up, smoking and drinking the water i gave him. What he didn't know is that i put a ground up boner pill hours before to make sure he stays horny. Not that i need to, but just in case. The second the pig laid eyes on Sean, it cant stop staring at his pretty face and ripped body. In no time it was on its knees, fishing that uncut tool out of Sean's tight jeans and went to town. Watching it slobber all over my buddy's tool is fucking hot, and the pig got Sean rock hard in no time. "Get on the bed, pig. on all fours just like i taught you" The pig obdiently stuck his hole up, his firm round ass framing the swollen, leaking hole. Sean wasted no time sticking in it. The pig moaned and grunted as he pound that cunt. 20 "Oh fuck me fuck me fuck it feels so good" I moaned as Sean pounded his thick uncut tool into my cunt. "Fuck yeah take my cock faggot" Sean growled from behind as he reach down and twisted my tits hard. It sent shockwaves to my entire body and my hole instantly clench tight onto his fuckrod. "ARGH FUCK me FUCK me FUCK" I screamed as i feel Sean's tool pounding my clenching cunt. My cock is rock hard inside my jock, leaking as he scrape my oversenstive prostate. He is fucking edging me with his dick as he pounded away. "Fuck i am gonna cum, take my load you fucking faggot pig bitch UGH" Sean grunted as he push his body on top of me, making me collapse on my stomach as his cum blasts into my hole, thrusting deep.

Met a guy to give him a deepthroat blowjob today. He wanted it anonymous with little talking, and I was totally game for that.He was small at first but definitely a grower after he went down my throat for a few thrusts! What intrigued me is that I kept hearing him on this phone type and the typical GrindR notification noise popping up constantly. At some point he held my head still and took a picture of me sucking him and I assume sent it to some guy. Then he innocently asked to see my ass, and started pressing his cock against it, and without even asking started fucking me. I did not expect that at all, as I was in the mood to just give a simple blowjob tonight, but I went with it. He fucked me for a few minutes then withdrew and ordered me to suck him again. Now I've never done ass to mouth before but I again just went with it and followed his orders. He told me to lie down and started fucking my throat pretty deep and I gagged quite a lot. Then the unexpected happened, I heard him call someone, and he was talking with another guy about how he was getting sucked and fucking a bottom boy right now. Then I realized he was on video cam because he told the other guy to look at me sucking. The fact that he didn't even ask me for permission made it even hotter. He went back after a bit to fucking me and was showing it to the dude on video. I was getting fucked raw by a complete stranger blindfolded and he was broadcasting it to another complete stranger. I think they were trying to cum at the same time because he kept asking the other guy if he was close. He asked the other guy where he wanted him to cum, and the other guy asked him to cum on my face and mouth as he wanted to see him cum. A few minutes later he came a huge load flying over my face and in my mouth, and asked me to show the cum in my mouth to the other dude. And they came at the same time and hung up almost immediately. This was a first to me on many levels - never been made to do ass to mouth, and never had pics or even a whole video taken of me being used, especially when we were planning for just a blowjob. The best part? My guy was asking the other if he wanted to fuck me, and the other was like fuck yeah. When he left he told me they're going to organize something to both use me another time, and I'm very much looking forward to my first 3some!

Like a lot of guys, I had done some limited experimentation with my buddies when I was younger. We played some truth and dare type things where we pulled our pants down and played with our dicks in front of a couple of other buds - but that was about it. I got a lot of curious looks from my friends, as I was the only one who was uncut in our group. They found it odd and their comments made me pretty self conscious about it. I also realized from those limited circle jerk situations that cocks could exist in all shapes and sizes... and that intrigued me a little. But overall, I was pretty shy and quiet about sex and my uncut cock. Years later, I was unhappily married with a sex life that was mediocre at best and had decided to 'stick it out' until the kids were old enough to be away at school and on their own. I was a good Catholic boy and the thought of having an affair had never really crossed my mind, so I had resolved myself to finding some hot porn sites and stroking until I blew my load. However, I eventually realized that I was enjoying looking at the various cocks in the porn just as much as the pussies. In fact, I was becoming more aroused at the hard dicks than I was looking at women. One day, I saw an advertisement for a 'gay hookup' site and with my heart pounding a little and my hands sweating, I clicked on the link. I looked the site over and decided to create a 'free' account to have a peek around. Needless to say, my mind was blown with pictures of real 'live' people from around my area. A lot of the guys were gay or bi or quite a few 'rather not say' types. I browsed the site and started to learn more about tops and bottoms and all the wonderful things men liked to do to/with one another. Because my account was 'free', I was restricted to only viewing a fixed amount of profiles per day. I knew the shtick. They wanted my money. A couple of months later, I screwed up my courage and paid my money and got a full account. I had a digital camera and tripod and using the timer, I managed to take a few shots of my body - front and back. I wasn't really sure what to say in my profile, so I said I was married and curious about a lot of stuff. Looking back, I know now how silly that must have sounded, but I really WAS curious and didn't know what else to write. Within a week, I had an email from a very hot looking guy from Toronto. He was a little younger than me and single and gay. His profile showed a nice hairy chest, nice pecs, flat tummy and a huge uncut cock. He had sent me a note and said it was nice to see another guy on the site with an uncut cock. He was a pretty low key guy and we emailed back and forth for a number of weeks getting to know one another. He answered a lot of my questions about his lifestyle and I found him to a be a very nice guy. One weeknight we were chatting back/forth and he asked if I would consider coming into the city to meet for a coffee and perhaps if we 'clicked'... something more. He was very low pressure and really put me at ease. I was very curious to see if he was as nice in person as he was online and I agreed to come into the city the following Saturday for a public meeting. I was very nervous and almost chickened out, but decided to at least meet the guy - Dave - and have a coffee and chat. He had suggested a place in the Toronto gay village and off I went. He had said he would be wearing a red jacket and baseball cap, so I replied I would wear a red jacket as well. I walked into the coffee shop and felt that every single person in the place knew I was there cheating on my wife and was meeting up with another guy. Of course, nobody took notice of me at all as I walked up to the counter and ordered. While I waited, I discreetly scanned the room for the jacket/hat combination. I took my coffee and stepped aside to let the next customer in line step forward and heard a voice at my elbow say "Ed? Is that you". I nearly dropped my coffee as I realized Dave had been standing right behind me in line. His eyes glistened with amusement at my sudden jolt, and he stuck his hand out and shook mine. "I'm Dave". And those eyes were big and beautiful and brown. He was Italian and had dark features and was handsome as fuck. He beckoned for me to follow him with a tilt of his head, and we walked over to a table far from everyone else. I couldn't help but look at his hard bubble butt, packed into a pair of tight jeans as I walked behind him - looking around to see if I knew anyone in a coffee shop 100 kilometers away from home. LOL. Paranoid. He was very pleasant to talk to and our conversation covered a lot of different territory for the next half hour as we relaxed and got to know one another in person. At one point, he laid his hand across the top of mine on the table and looked at me with those big eyes that were once again twinkling with a devilish gleam. I didn't pull away, but felt a little jolt of electricity up my arm. "Are you interested in another cup of coffee? Perhaps at my place down the street"? he asked. What the hell. I had driven an hour to get here. I really enjoyed his company. He was sexy as fuck. In for a pound. Five minutes later, we walked into a nicely furnished one bedroom apartment and he closed and locked the door. We looked at one another and he pressed me gently up against the hallway entrance and kissed me. He was an incredible kisser and I instantly relaxed and got into my first MM french kiss. We kissed and our hands roamed and I could feel him pull my shirt out of my jeans and slowly twist each button open until he had my chest completely exposed. He slipped my shirt off while kissing me the entire time. I knew I wanted to see that hairy chest from the pics in person and I returned the favour. I licked his neck, nibbled his ear and stopped only long enough to pull his shirt over his head. He smiled and stroked my chest and nipples while I did the same and then he pulled me towards his bedroom by my belt hoops in my pants. When we got there, he resumed the kissing and opened my belt and pants and let them drop down to the floor. He pulled a blanket off a shelf and threw it on the bed and gently pushed me back while he undid his pants to expose some very colourful underwear with a HUGE wet bulge protruding. As I leaned back on the bed, he slid my Calvin's down my legs and dropped them on the floor and pushed me further back onto the bed while crawling between my legs. I watched silently as he grasped my rock hard cock in his right hand and looked up at me and winked. Then he slowly put my cock into his mouth and licked all around the head. He swirled his tongue around my sensitive corona and I gasped. But then he slowly worked the entire length of my cock into his throat, bobbing slowly a little deeper with each pass. He continued to swirl his tongue around my shaft and I thought I was going to cum right then and there. He sensed it and pulled off a little. Then he took my foreskin between his lips and stretched it. He nipped gently at the skin and stuck his tongue under the skin and did things I didn't know were possible. All the while I was moaning like crazy and afraid I was gonna blow. I finally pushed him off me, and rolled him over onto his back while my eyes zeroed in on that big bulge. I had to see what was under those Calvin's. He put his hands behind his head and relaxed while I pulled them down slowly. I looked down as his thick cockhead slapped back against his stomach. It was hard and already dripping copious amounts of precum. I could smell his arousal once I had the underwear off his ankles and I tossed them onto the floor. He didn't say a word as I gripped his cock in my hand and slowly jerked his cock up and down. Mesmerized, I watched the thick foreskin slide over his head and then slide back down his shaft. More precum bubbled from the tip so I leaned forward and licked it. He gasped and twitched. I took the head into my mouth and slid my tongue under his foreskin. I wanted to get every drop of precum that was coating that fat head and I started to stroke him slowly while going deeper into my mouth. I had purchased a dildo a few month before to practice in case I ever got the nerve to suck a real cock and was grateful that I had at least 'some limited' experience swallowing a cock. But this cock was thicker, and it was warm and it throbbed in my hand and in my mouth. This cock was a real man's dick and I wanted to devour it and taste more. I held his cock in one hand and stroked it slowly while I let my tongue travel down to his balls. They were trimmed and I lapped at them like a thirsty dog. Slowly putting one ball into my mouth and swirling it around. Then sliding my tongue to the other side and licking and swallowing his other ball. Then back up to the top of his cock and started easing it into my mouth and throat again. He wasn't pushing me. He was letting me pick my own speed. I wanted to feel that big head work its way into my throat. My inexperience got me a few times and I choked a bit, but was right back down on it immediately. This went on for a few minutes, then he grabbed my shoulders and hissed that he was going to cum - to pull off. But there was no way I was going to missed this opportunity, so I sucked him into my mouth, tongued his head and reached up and tweaked his hard brown nipples. That did it. The first shot hit my throat and before I could register what was happening, his second and third shot were erupting in my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as possible. His cum was not bitter at all, it had a wonderful taste to it and I wanted it all. I sucked and licked the head and the shaft clean and looked up at him with a grin. "You are one hot sexy fucker" he said. "The whole buildup over the months plus that excellent blow job did me in. I'm sorry I came so fast. Are you serious that this was your first blowjob"? I explained that I knew what I liked, so I knew what I figured he would like and I thoroughly enjoyed my first hot load of cum in my mouth. He rolled over between my legs again and licked all the precum that was dripping from my slit and down my shaft. Then he scooted forward on his knees until his ass was sitting on my crotch and started kissing me again. Our tongues lashed out against one another and he was grinding that hot bubble ass against my hard cock. The dripping juices were making things slick between us and he suddenly stopped moving and looked at me. I looked at him questioningly and I felt him grasp my hard cock in one hand while he scooted up just a little bit more. Then I felt him put my cockhead against the entrance to his hole. He looked at me for a second, and when I didn't say anything he started to sit back onto my cock. I watched his face as the head of my dick slid through his tight ring. He stopped for a second and grabbed a bottle of lube from under the pillow and quickly coated my cock. Then while looking right into my eyes, he slow sunk down onto the length of my dick. His hole was tight and warm and juicy. He slid up and down slowly a few times and then stopped for a second. He leaned forward to start kissing again and started riding my cock. Slowly rocking back and forth. I could feel him squeezing my cock with his ass and wondered how the hell he was doing that? But fuck - it felt wonderful. He rode my cock and squeezed and milked my cock and I looked down to see that big fat Italian cock was hard again and dripping onto my belly button. I reached down and grasped his dick in my hand and started to wank him slowly to the same rhythm as his bounces. I could feel my balls starting to tingle and I told him I was going to cum. "Cum in my ass" he told me and really started bucking. I could feel him pull right to the edge of his hole then impale himself down to the base of my cock.... faster and faster. Suddenly, he started shooting cum and his hole was twitching and gripping my cock. That was it for me and I lost it. I lunged up into his guts and felt the cum surge from my balls and start to spew into his hole. My cock had penetrated up in to his second ring at this point and I knew I was seeding him deep. His entire hole was milking my load and we were both panting and moaning. When I finished shooting, I realized my hands and stomach were covered in his cum and he leaned forward again to kiss me some more. Gently nips at my lips, ear lobes, some tongue swapping. My head was reeling from the entire scene and I couldn't believe I had just fucked my first male ass. And bareback to boot. We got up and hit the shower together. More kissing and fondling and I couldn't resist when he turned around and stuck his ass toward me in the shower and said he wanted another load. My cum was already dripping from his hole, so there was no need for lube. I easily slid back into his tight hole and was thrilled to feel my cock sliding around in a wet slimy hole of cum. I reached around the stroked his dick again while I pumped his ass from behind until I dumped a second load deep inside. Exhausted, we washed one another down and dried one another off. He asked me if I would be willing to do a repeat performance sometime? He had really enjoyed himself. I replied that I also enjoyed myself and wanted a second round. Except, I wanted him to fuck me with that big fat Italian cock. As I kissed him goodbye, he took my hand and put it down to feel that big fat Italian cock was hard again. "This is all yours next time fucker" he whispered as I slipped out the open door.

I’m a total bottom slut. I’m good at it and I’m proud of it. I don’t feel any less of a ‘real man’ because I take cock up the arse. It takes guts, strength and stamina to take cock after cock, and allowing men to use your body so they can experience the ultimate in physical pleasure is something you should definitely be proud of. Let go of the cultural baggage that tells you you’re not a real man because you bottom. Own it and be proud of it. You may be wired differently from the dominant men who fuck your, but you have equal value in the world.

What I did isn't something I am proud of nor do I regret it, it was a necessary evil. In the state of Victoria Australia in the final year of high school how well you do is assigned a ranking/ENTER score. It's basically comparing how well you did with others doing the same subjects for that particularly year and factors in how hard the subject is in comparison to other subjects and then all of this comes down to one number out of 100. My weapon at the time was my abs, my bleached blond hair, and my reputation for having a big cock and being able to provide those I fuck to cum multiple times. This reputation was established from 16 on wards. So if you can't tell where this story is going I will spell it out for you. It's a fairly well known fact that girls who get knocked up tend to drop out, if not permanently they usually leave for that year, or at least if they're dealing with an abortion they're far less likely to be preoccupied with studying for exams/completing essays. With my weapons and rep I set out to make my potential ranking increase by targeting the smarter chicks in my school, fuck them, breed them, get them to drop out. The hunt Jane Phillips was exceptional at the sciences, she was in my physics and chemistry classes and clearly top of the class. I was strong academically but I needed her out of the picture. She had small scattering of freckles on her nose, wore thick black glasses, and clothes too big too flatter her natural assets. She wasn't popular, that's not to say she didn't have friends but mainly she didn't run with my crowd at school and she was very under confident. She was easy prey. It was fate that we where paired together for our lab assignment. We needed to devise a method over the weekend, write up a hypothesis, a method to test it, and then test it in the lab come Monday morning. I suggested she come to my house because my parents where globe trekking and I didn't want to have to explain Jane's moaning to her folks when we should be studying. Saturday rolled around and we started to hit the books. "I'm sorry this just isn't working, I'm too frustrated and can't think" I said rubbing my bulge, clearly cupping a monster in my pants. She looked embarrassed and blushed as if my cock had never been thought of by her female lizard brain. "I don't think I know what you mean" she said dismissively. "I see you looking at me in class. I know you like me. I know I'm making you wet right now. I just think it'd be more productive if you helped me with this and then I could focus on our assignment more" I started to stroke the outline of my cock. "I, I... I don't think we should be doing this" she was flushed but clearly excited. "It's okay, just give it a squeeze it won't bite you" I grabbed her hand and placed it on my crotch. She didn't take it away, she squeezed. "It's so hard... would it really help you study?" "Yeah I'm desperate, and I really like you. I'm really happy we got paired together. Please help me out. I'll make you feel good too" I said giving my puppy dog eyes and cheeky smile. I had her. She unzipped my pants. I hadn't been wearing underwear and my cock smacked my chest. The precum wet my top. I took it off. She started stroking my cock. I layed on my bed as she jerked me. She was pretty fucking terrible at it. Which was good because I wanted to nut inside her, eliminate her from the science fields and help my ranking. I licked my fingers, pushed aside her pants from under her skirt and manipulated her pussy and clit. She clearly had never been touched before in this way. She moaned in need and desire. "I'm sorry, it's not your fault, I'm sure you've never done this before but I won't get to where I need to with what you're doing, Can you put me in your mouth please" I said nurturing her through the process. "I'm sorry I'll try harder" she could only fit the head in and barely that, she stroked the shaft as she suck my head. This was better but not what I had planned. I knew I'd need to get her purring on my fingers to take things further. "I'm so sorry, maybe we should stop, I'm just not going to be able to cum this way" I said as I took her just to the edge, she whined. "Is there something else I could do?" pleading. "Maybe you could sit on it and slowly slide down it, I seriously won't take long to get what I need done if you do that and then we can get back to study" "I, I... don't have any condoms on me, do you have any?" "Sorry I've never used one, they don't tend to fit me well and I usually just pull out just before, what do you think?" "If you're sure you'll pull out, I'm not on the pill yet and I'm in my risky time" My brain went into overdrive, her "risky time" this was a time to sneak one passed the goalie. I had intended to keep fucking her every chance I got throughout the school year til I knocked her up but this could be a golden opportunity. What this stupid little slut didn't know was that I could cum multiple times. The first time was always thick and huge and after that was watery and more for show. I knew where the first load would go... She put me at her opening. My 9inch weapon broke through her wall and the little bitch cried out. I was going to take her virginity and her academic potential in one hit. I felt a pang of guilt but the reality is that a guy like me wouldn't look twice at this book worm had I not had an ulterior motive, likewise she'd never have a stud like me take her virginity if there wasn't my agenda in play. Anyways if she was stupid enough to take a guy in her without a rubber on his word he would pull out then the little whore deserved what she got. To be continued

I was feeling horny Friday morning so I got up and went to one of the local bookstores here in Vegas. It was 4am when I arrived and although there were several cars in the parking lot most of the guys must’ve been in the theater and not the arcade area. It was slow the first 30 minutes and then this latino guy walked in and I was standing against the wall and he motioned for me to follow him into a booth. I went in and locked the door and when I turned around he had his big cock out. He was about 8 inches uncut and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He was about 5’7 average body but handsome and masculine. I had already lubed my hole so as I’m sucking him he is bending down trying to get his hand under the waistband of my pants to feel my ass. I pulled my pants down and when he felt my wet hole he turned me around and as he’s guiding his bare cock into me he asked me if I was negative. He had an accent too. I said yes and then he said I’m negative too and starts fucking me. He gripped my hips tight and fucked me for about 15 min before I felt his big thick cock throbbing inside of me. He was so quiet that was the only way I knew he came. I pulled my clothes up and walked out. I walked around and went into another booth and this blk guy that had been there reached under the booth and grabbed my ass so I invited him in. The booth doors are half doors so people are always bending down trying to see what’s going on. He comes in and pulls his cock out and he’s about 8 inches too and cut. As I’m sucking him he says I wanna fuck you. I stood up and turned around and he guided his cock into me. He fucks me for about 10 minutes and then says where do you want me to cum. I said cum in me. He said beg for it. Beg for my cum. So I say please give me your cum, please cum in me and he moans and grips my hips and cums and collapses on my back. I pulled up my pants and walked out. I sucked off this sexy white guy and swallowed his load. He was sexy. Tall and lean. Nice body, rugged looks. As I leave his booth I see a guy walk away that had been peaking in to see what we were doing. It was the latino guy again. I followed him into the same booth that we were in earlier and I sucked his big cock again and then turn around and slid his cock in. This time my hole was cummy from his previous load and the black guy. He asked in his accent if I’m clean. I said yes and then he starts fucking me. This time he was a little more aggressive but it felt good and he was taking long strokes and you could hear his cock sloshing around in my ass from all the cum in me. He fucks me for about 15 mins again and then he cums again and I feel his cock throbbing again. He was still quiet so when he pulled out and I turned around to clean his cock it was covered in cum all the way to the base. I pulled up my pants and went home with the 3 loads in my ass. My hole was gaping and I was trying to keep all the cum inside me until I got home.

https://twitter.com/tarheeltopman/status/108640478269115 Me breeding a buddy. Who's next?

sucking cock used to be my one thing but after getting fucked for awhile I started to crave that more than anything. plus once guys knew what a cumdump I a am they all just started fucking me. lots of guys don't even bother using my mouth. they just go straight to pounding my ass. some nights at the bathhouse I will get fucked and loaded by dozens of guys but only get to suck a few cocks, specially when I open all night taking loads blindfolded in a public sling. that's why I love taking loads in the darkrooms on a fuckbench so I can suck cocks while other guys fuck me.plus I act as my own fluffed getting guys ready to be the next in line to fuck me. I love how guys don't even bother asking or saying anything to me.as soon as the guy fucking me cums in my ass,the guy im sucking walks around behind me and slides in to breed me.

Just got home from the top’s hotel. He was a bit buzzed, closer to drunk, muscular and insisted on wearing a condom. He was riding my ass pretty hard with his slightly lubed raw dick though, honestly thought he was going to stealth me but I think he was genuine in wanting a condom. Fucked me for a bit with one on, then got a bit soft so he took it off to get hard again. I said he could go without if he wanted, but he said he always stays safe. He fucked me for a bit with the second one. I thought I felt it pop, he stopped for a second but started fucking me hard again, then said “I think it broke” and pulled out. He said he thinks the alcohol was making it hard to cum, so I offered to go bare again, but he said that he just wanted to jack. I laid next to him and was rubbing his body and nips while he jacked, he lube up more. I asked him to cum on my hole so when he thought he might be close he rolled me over and started jacking next to my ass. The he started riding my hole really hard again with his raw dick and pushing up against it slightly. I told him to shove it in. I couldn’t see but he was grabbing something off the night stand, thought it was another condom but didn’t hear the wrapper so honestly wasn’t sure. He lubed up with his bottle and shoved his dick back in my and fucked me even harder till he moaned from cumming. I felt a bit wet and got excited,l. Sure enough, when he pulled out and I looked at his dick, he was raw! Glad I got his load because he was damn sexy. I’m absorbing it inside me right now.

Love getting filled with piss, in my mouth or ass

Well, super horned up, going to go out to have fun at the glory around lunch

Before pulling out of the 'Mother of all truck stops', Tony took the time to get me a tattoo. I already had one on my left back shoulder blade that said, "Whore #29". He had one added on my back right shoulder blade to match. It was a biohazard tattoo with Jake's initials on the inside and the date I was turned underneath. As the tattoo was still a little fresh, I still had clear plastic wrap over it. We've all been there. After he got buckled in, Jake told me to go get into the cargo trailer in the back. I stepped out of the rig with my 20 ounce soda, and walked naked without a care in the world to the rear. I was naked but didn't give a fuck who saw it. I was happy! I rolled up the door and stepped inside. As soon as I did, the door slammed behind me and locked from the outside. I heard someone click on an overhead light. I turned around and I was staring at two men - both naked. Between us, that's how I like my men. Naked. Well, naked and hard. But then again, don't you? I'd be lying if I said I had no idea this was coming (no pun intended) the moment Tony asked me to get something out of the trailer *after* buckling himself in first. There was no doubt in my mind there were naked men back here that were going to use me. It's part of why I was so happy and didn't care who saw me nude. One was a heavy set Latino man, slightly older than I, with a pot belly, thick mustache and a faded tattoo of some sort on his left forearm. It was so old I couldn't make it out. He was about average length, and cut. The other was a rail thin tall blonde with long hair down to his shoulders, clean shaven, no tattoos, also of average length but uncut. He spoke first, "Call me 'Swede', the man next to me is 'Slider'.' I raised a brow and chuckled. "You guys fighter pilots? Those sound more like call signs. Are 'Maverick' and "Ice man' dropping by later?" Slider laughed. "Yeah, Tony said you were a fucking smart ass - fortunately we like that." Swede turned around and grabbed a small, greed duffel bag he had behind him, that I had not seen as they both approached me. Swede reached into the bag and handed me something. I looked at it curiously, having no idea what it was but it was stainless steel and looked to be a cage of some sort. I shook my head. "I'm sorry...I don't understand what this is." Swede responded. "It's a chastity cage, cunt. Your first man - Jake - gave us your measurements as best he could guess, and we had it made for you...cut to your specific sizes in all regards. Well, it may be a bit small but, you'll like it. Trust me." Taking a moment I looked at it and now it made sense...it would fit my dick perfectly. It was a stainless steel, open cage design on the tube portion - as it had to be as I'm uncut and need to pull back the foreskin to clean daily. The detachable ring base was juuuust big enough to get one testicle through at a time. "So, how do I put it on? I've never worn one in my life." I asked honestly puzzled. Slider walked until he stood behind me and stood close, grabbing my arms from behind while Swede took the device from me and replied. "You don't - we force it on you." I don't know if Swede has practiced this or just done this to the other 28 bitches ahead of me but he had my legs spread, on me and LOCKED in seconds. Not being one to waste time, Slider bent me over by holding my arms up above my head, forcing me to bend at the waist. I felt the cold steel of handcuffs on my wrists. Swede pulled out a length of rope, slid it through the handcuffs, and pulled me up to where I had to stand on my tip toes, then tied it off. I was completely off balance, which I'm sure was the point. Swede came back around and stroked his cock in front of my face - slowly. I could see him actually start to grow and I smiled, looking up at him. "You shouldn't play with my food." I quipped. He smiled down at me and put his hand on the back of my head, and guided his semi-erect cock into my mouth. Like most, he teased me for a moment only going as far as half way, then pushed all the way. He was short but wide. He moved his hips in clockwise circles slowly, going into the back of my throat - holding it there for a couple seconds - then coming back out, and repeating the process. I cradled him on my tongue the way a girl should, and let him use my throat the way he wanted. I was clearly dealing with a full blown man, so I let him man. "Fuck, this bitch sucks cock like a pro." He said looking down at me. "She IS a pro, moron - she literally gets fucked for a living." Slider calmly explained, placing the head of his cock at the entrance to my ass. Did I mentioned he wasn't using lubricant? He felt thick and there was no give to his cock at all - this was going to hurt, but hurt so....... fucking............ good! My arms were extended behind my back completely and over my head, putting pressure on my shoulder blades, I'm so off balance on my toes all I can do is lean forward into Swede's cock and take him deeper into my throat to compensate for what Slider was doing with my asshole. As he pushed in, I began to feel that Slider was a lot more than average - I underestimated him. Maybe it was because he was standing in the shadows a little but, believe me, this man was much longer than I thought. Without meaning to, I began to moan as he pushed into me...and in seconds that turned into a scream. I opened my mouth all the way to let out the sound and Swede reached under me, taking my nipples in his fingers and giving them both a slow, hard twist and holding it there. "Scream, bitch - scream!" Swede said as he applied more twisting pressure to both my nipples. Slider began to move his cock in and out of my ass, though he stayed full on the strokes, his lines were straight to my prostate. He gave my ass a single, hard swat. "You heard the man. Scream!!" I let Swede's cock fall out of my mouth for a moment and screamed as loudly as I could, the sound echoing off the walls of the trailer. Tony must have heard it because he sounded the horn on the rig to disguise what it was. You have to admit, that was genius. As Slider began to work in and out of my asshole with greater pace, my own cock began to grow and it didn't take long before I realized the point of my chastity cage - it kept me from having a full erection, and from cumming. My cock growing, attempting to get out of its steel cage. It was only now that I discovered something I'd over looked when I had it in my hand only minutes earlier: Spikes! And they...........were........ sharp! They ran inside the entire length of the tube at the 12, 4, and 8 O'clock positions. You'd have thought I'd have noticed but I fucking didn't! Nope, completely missed them little bastards! The harder my cock grew, the more pain was applied along the shaft, causing more growth. It was a delicious little device, putting the wearer into a vicious cycle of never ending pleasure and pain, with the two feeding off each other. My cock never getting fully hard, only rigid enough to cause pain and fill my cage up completely. Slider grabbed the hair on the back of my head, and pulled it back as far as it would go before putting his mouth next to my ear. "What!? You thought you were going to enjoy this you fucking bitch?! You're a fucking cum rag!! The whole point of that device is to take away your sexual pleasure, you fucking bimbo!!" Swede grabbed my head away from Slider and started to out right throat fuck me as hard as he could, slamming his cock down into me. "Fucking whore! You're nothing to us but a fucking.........breeder!" His own words send him over the edge. I felt his body convulse violently. He released his hot, sticky, salty load right down my throat. No need to swallow. Or should I say no chance to swallow. I like when men do that. By leaning forward I managed to keep him in my mouth for a few more minutes, not wanting him to leave me just yet but....what's a girl to do? Slider had other ideas. He spanked me hard and twice. I could feel his skin moving back and forth along his hard muscle. His strokes were full and he drove into me hard at the end of his stroke. I could feel his sheer power as he drove deep inside of me - he wasn't holding back, pounding my asshole. He took my hair back into his hand and leaned me back as far as I could go without breaking my arms. He reached under me with his free hand and grabbed my balls. Grabbed. Seized. Squeezed until they turned purple - it's all a gray area, really. Call it what you will, he started to massage them to make my cock harder. With Swede no longer in my mouth I began to scream louder as the spikes dug into my flesh. The pain was intensely delicious! I couldn't get enough of it! I was lost in the lust, drunk from it! My legs buckled, my feet pulled off the ground and I swung in mid-air for a moment before regaining my composure. Slider adjusted quickly, in kicking my feet out from under me again. "Keep your feet off the ground, whore!". The pain was almost unbearable both on my expanding cock pushing against the spikes and my shoulder blades, but I obeyed. He grabbed onto my hips with both hands and began to.....very violently....swing me back and forth along his shaft, pushing me away and then slamming me into his rock hard cock! The way he was throbbing, he was close and wouldn't hold out much longer. "You see, Jake and Tony told us that you're the aggressor sometimes. We fucking don't LIKE that, cunt! That means you're enjoying it...and we don't want you to enjoy it. Sex isn't about you! That's what being a whore means!!!" Slider growled. I had underestimated Swede as well. He had cum but was not out of the game. He crawled under me and took over squeezing my balls as hard as he could with his strong right hand. He was stronger than he looked. "Fucking BITCH! You're WORTHLESS to us! Say it, fucking whore! Say it!" With Tony hitting the air horn in the rig again I yelled out, "I'm nothing but a fucking worthless whore! I'm a fucking cunt! Just a bitch to be fucked! I'm fuck meat!" Slider gave me one last fury of blows into my ass and I was right....he wasn't able to hold back any longer. He didn't take me deep and hold it, but rather kept pumping back and forth as hard as he could for a few more precious seconds, until he was completely drained. I'm not sure how long I hung there as I passed out from the pain - the delicious, delectable, exquisite pain! When I woke up, I was sitting in Tony's passenger side seat with cum leaking out of me and a soda in my hand. My only items of clothing were my 'bitch' collar and my new chastity device. The key hung around Tony's neck like the trophy it was.

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

My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”

1. Jon "No need for it to stop at all," I said. I had just watched Seth fuck my husband, and my dick was once more sticking out rock-hard between my legs. It felt good to be erect again, to feel the power of masculinity in my hands, and to know what hidden power flowed in my bloodstream. "Ready for another load?" Almost simultaneously, Cal and Seth turned to me. But, rather than looking at me squarely in the eyes, their attention was focused on my erection. "Yeah," the two of them muttered at the same time, a chorus of unmitigated desire. "Thirsty boys," JP said. I nodded in agreement. It was good to see that Seth was so comfortable around us that he was able to express his needs so readily. It would make the rest of the weekend much more fun for all of us. In addition, I hoped it would make it far easier for him to accept the path we all wanted him to walk down. "I think we should give the guest of honor first dibs," I said. I wanted to get back inside of Seth and I wanted my load to find fertile ground. Seth smiled and edged a bit closer to me on the bed. "I think tonight, I want Variety," he said. I reached out and grabbed him, pulling him up against me. On the other side of the bed, I saw Cal and JP embrace. JP was playing with Cal's hard cock but I knew that was only foreplay. In a few minutes, JP and I would have our raw cocks in the younger men. "How did it feel?" I whispered into Seth's ear. His body was pressed against me, and I could feel how hot and sweaty he was from fucking JP. "Fucking my husband?" I grabbed his ass, my finger instinctively searching out his hole. Seth moaned as my fingertips brushed against his anus. "Amazing," he finally said. "Hot. Wet. Hungry." I stuck the tip of my finger into Seth's wet hole, and the boy moaned again. "It felt really good to be inside of him." He reached down and grabbed my erection. Despite the activity of the night, it was once more a steel shaft. "To be where you have been so many times." "Yeah," I said. When we first started dating, I had counted every time we had fucked, but quickly lost track. It had been a different era; the virus we both bore was still scary and unpredictable and demanded soul-deadening layers of protection. But it hadn't mattered with JP. We could fuck raw. We could lose the inhibitions that had held us back and re-discover the stimulations that had gotten us infected. "He's a good fuck," I said. It was a gross summary, but it was enough. "Yeah," Seth said, almost wistfully. I felt his dick press against my thigh; with the energy of youth, he was hard again. "But I wanna get fucked again." He reached down and grabbed my dick. "Fucking hard daddy dick." I kissed him. It had been hot to hear him call JP his daddy. I remembered the conversation with JP earlier, about Seth joining our family and about Seth getting my full potency. "I want another load of that hot daddy cum in me," Seth said. He didn't know it, but he made a decision. I wasn't going to stop the fun tonight in order to take my meds. My dick must have twitched. "Yeah," Seth said. "You wanna pound it into me?" This weekend's fucking would be purely symbolic; it would be several days before the last of the toxins cleared from my bloodstream and my virus would be able to flourish once more. It was the curse of being the responsible adult. I was the one who took care of the family, the one who made sure the drugs where clean and fresh and the one who made sure we all stayed healthy enough. But I was also the one who made sure our conquests went home not just conquered but utterly defeated. So, this evening, it had fallen to me to ensure that Seth had no line of defense against my family's weapons. Seth had never even bothered with a physical barrier, and JP and I had already replaced his chemical weapons. Now, it was my job to work in the toxic seed that my husband and our boy had already donated to Seth. I kissed the young man again. "I do," I said. "I want fuck you deep. And shoot my load into you." "I want that," Seth said. "I want it inside of me. Fucking me. Breeding me." "Me too," I whispered into his ear. We kissed again, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. My dick was twitching, unhappy with our foreplay. I repressed the urge to just shove it into Seth. There was plenty of time this weekend for us to play. I wanted to get to know Seth better and get him to better trust me. "You feel so good on the inside." "I want it," he said. We continued to kiss as Seth gently stroked my cock, teasing it into a perfect erection. Beside us, Cal was already on his back with legs spread wide and JP was lining his cock up. "Give it to me," Cal mumbled. "Give me your poz cock." There was a grunt from JP, a sound I knew well as the sound of him pushing his dick into a wet hole. "Oh fuck," Cal moaned in pleasure. Seth turned to watch for a second, just in time to see JP's long, unsheathed pozdick disappear into Cal's raw boyhole. "Fuck," he said. "Fuck me?" he asked as he turned around and pulled his cheek back. His asshole was glistening with lube and cum and pulsing with desire. "Please?" he asked again. If I had any doubts about fucking him, the unconcealed need in his voice convinced me. I spit on my hand and quickly lubed up my dick. He had taken so many loads already from me and my family that the spit was superfluous. But it was part of the ritual, making sure that he got as many of my fluids as possible. "Of course, boy," I said. My dickhead was pulled to his asshole like a magnet, and it was trivial to line up for the penetration. I rested some of my weight on the boy and there was a pop sound. I had forced my cock into him. "Fucking fat daddy cock," Seth mumbled. He spread his legs slightly and several inches of my dick slid into his anus. "Long daddy dick," Seth grunted. He arched his back and another three inches of my cock entered him. "I want all of it." I pushed the last few inches into him. With the exquisite sensitivity of bareback sex, I felt each lake and reservoir of semen in his ass as I pushed deep into him. I believed I could even tell the difference between the three men, the youthful energy of Cal's spooge, the mature wisdom of JP's jizz, and the repressed power of my own semen. "Fuck boy," I grunted. "Gonna give you all of it." "Fuck me hard, Daddy" Seth grunted, as we began to find a rhythm for our strokes and parries. "Of course boy," I said. "You make my dick feel so fucking good." "Fat fucking Daddy cock," Seth grunted. He pushed his ass back against me, forcing my dick deeper into his hole. "Fucking hot pozdaddy pounding my hole." I paused for a second; I was surprised to hear Seth call me his pozdaddy. But, before I could do anything else, Seth pushed back against my dick again, forcing my infected shaft deeper into his raw hole. "Fucking hard cock, dripping in your hole," I mumbled, not sure what else to say. "But," I started. "But, it's safe," Seth said, completing my sentence. "You're undetectable. I'm on prep. We can enjoy this." "Yeah," I said, as I grabbed his hips and started to properly fuck his hole. The accumulated semen squished back and forth. The feeling of the sperm triggered old feelings of anger and desire. "Your hole. So fucking wet." "It's you cum," Seth said. "Cal's cum. JP's cum." It was anger, that no matter what, I would always be carrying this disease. It would mark me forever and I could only be truly together with another man that carried the same virus. For desire, it was that I wanted to share my gift with so many more men. "And you'll get plenty more this weekend." Even though I had received it from an anonymous man, I wanted Seth to know exactly who had gifted him. "Fuck yeah," Seth said. If he was this open to being fucked and bred when he had just smoked a bit of weed, I wondered what kind of pig Seth would turn into when he was high on crystal meth. If I was lucky, he would be far past worrying about viral load and prep status, and instead, focused solely on the pleasure of two men engaging in raw, uninhibited fucking. "Fucking give me your load, Jon." He craned his head back to meet my lips. We kissed, deeply and passionately, enjoying the feeling of connection we had. I had my cock deep in his hole; he had his tongue deep in my mouth. We were sharing the most intimate of experiences, and all that mattered was the two of us. Even JP and Cal fucking next to us receded into the distance. "Fucking going to breed you boy," I muttered, before sticking my tongue into his mouth. My dick was rock hard. My cock was slick with my family's sperm. My shaft was pounding the boy's hole. I was a man. I was strong and virile. I was masculine and powerful. Underneath me was my boy, still young and inexperienced, but hungry for the exploits he had fantasized about. There was something special about helping a boy discover how perfect getting bred feels and I was ready to be that educator. "Oh god Jon. So fucking hard." I just nodded, and wrapped an arm around his torso, pulling him up against me. "Fucking hot boy. Getting fucked like a pro." He was gasping a bit with each stroke, even as he moaned. "Give it to me," he said. "Give it to me," with each of my strokes. "You're gonna take my dick?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yeah," he said, before repeating his mantra. "Give it to me." "You're gonna take my load?" I asked him. He nodded. "Of course," he said and then promptly repeated his phrase. "You're gonna take any load I tell you to?" The three of us were really just his welcoming party. The real party would begin tomorrow, and the gentle drip of cum that was escaping from his hole would turn into a veritable ocean of sperm. "Please, Daddy," he said. "Please give it to me." I wondered what he thought the "it" was referring to. Was it my cock, my jizz, or my virus? We had talked just enough about barebacking and HIV for me to know that although likely it was my jizz, it was ambiguous enough for me to wonder if he had been talking about my virus. "Give me your hot seed," he muttered, his breath hot against my cheek. If he wasn't thinking about the virus now, he would be tomorrow, when he was high on crystal. Seth was not just opening up emotionally to the reality of HIV. He was also opening up physically. There had been no resistance to me entering his ass and there was a noticeable difference in how easily I penetrated his body. Of course, some of this was because the three of us had been fucking him all night, but this was something more intrinsic than just a well-used hole. Seth had discovered the pleasures of bareback fucking and raw breeding. There was that familiar hunger; JP and I had felt it in each other, I had felt it in Cal, and now I was feeling it in Seth. A few more breedings, and Seth would never be able to tolerate a condom again. But, even though I had figured it out in just a few hours of carnal play, it would take Seth longer to fully understand, accept, and act on his fundamental needs and desires. "Fuck yeah, boy," I said. "Fill that hole with sperm." I pushed him down to the bed and then rolled him onto his side. Using my penis as an axle, I spun him around, onto his back. He rested his legs on my shoulders and I pushed my dick back into him. "Breed you, then fall asleep with my dick in your hole." He smiled. He reached up and pulled me down to him. We were close enough that my lips brushed up against his and his hazel eyes were staring right at me. "Promise?" he whispered. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and we made out for what seemed like an hour but might have only been a few seconds. "I promise, boy," I said. My dick twitched, and a bit of pre-cum leaked into him. It quickly melted away into the pools of semen already inside of Seth. But that didn't matter. If anything, it made it so much hotter. Here was a boy who was discovering the pleasures of getting fucked and I was the main man teaching him just how intense barebacking could be. "Get that hole dripping with cum." "Fuck, please, Jon? Fill me with your dad sperm?" I pushed in hard. I wanted to make him my boy and the only way to do it was to breed him deep. "Make me your boy?" he asked. "Fuck yeah, boy," I said. Between his smile on his face and the hunger in his hole, it was impossible to deny him something as simple and essential as a load of cum. "Fill you up good." He craned his neck up, and we kissed. There was no shame, no hesitation as we made out. It was a celebration of how close we had become and how important raw fucking was to that connection. "Thank you," he said. Beneath me, I felt his hard cock press into my torso. The hair on my stomach was already wet and sticky from the pre-cum Seth's cock was leaking out. "You're hard again boy," I said. "I know," he replied. "That's what getting fucked does to me. Specially getting fucked raw." "My husband's ass wasn't enough for you?" I asked. "I'm not sure I'm ever going to get enough," Seth said. "Good answer." The words barely expressed the hunger in his voice. It was good. I could work with his hunger. It would be good for both of us; we would both learn. Most of all, it would be fun. "I bet Cal wouldn't mind getting a load from you," I said. "Wh," he started and then paused. "What about you?" He was too young and too naive to have any guile about him. He was utterly transparent about his anxiety; it would have been far too easy to torment him by refusing to answer the question. But I had a much different tastes when it came to tortures and torments, and besides, his cock was hard, thick, and long. Of course I wanted to feel him fucking me. "You? Fucking me?" There was still a place to lightly torment the boy. He nodded. His ass had clenched around my dick, milking out a few more drops of my toxic pre-cum. He nodded. "Yeah," he said. His ass was still clenched tight. He was afraid I was going to pull out, deny him any pleasure at all. "Of course. You're going to be fucking me a lot. Trust me." He relaxed, and I pulled a few inches of my cock out. I glanced down, long enough see just how wet his hole was and how it had coated my shaft. "But tonight. Tonight, it's all about you." "Good. And tomorrow?" "Tomorrow. That's also about you. It's a party and you're the guest of honor." "Fuck," Seth grunted. I had just shoved my dick back into his hole; it was hard to tell if he was reacting to the party or to my cock. "Plenty of men coming over," I continued. "Plenty of cum for this beautiful hole." "I know," he said. He pulled me in close again and kissed me. "Your cum inside of me," he said. "It feels so good." "My cum. JP's cum." Before I could say it, he finished for me. "Cal's cum. In me." "Yeah," I said, then kissed him again. My raw dick was deep in his unprotected hole. His body was pressed against mine. His tongue was in my mouth. These were the pleasures that men would do anything to enjoy. "I'm dripping inside you." "I know. I can feel you." "You're going to get a lot more cum tomorrow." "I know." "Are you ready," I asked. "I think. I'm excited. And..." He trailed off a bit. "Scared?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "A bit." He paused again. "Is that. I mean. Is that ok?" "Of course. It's natural." I kissed him again and pushed my dick all the way into his hole. I wanted him to feel me against him, make him feel safe and protected with me around. "Are you worried about anything in particular?" "I dunno. Everything. What if they don't like me?" "Like you?" I asked. "What if they don't think I'm hot? What if they don't like that I'm like them." "Relax, boy," I said. I moaned, as my cockhead rubbed up against an undisturbed pool of cum. The warm wetness squished around the flare of my dick. "You're plenty hot." I gently pushed in and out, just enough to spread semen further across his guts. "And like them?" "You know. One of them. In the club." His ass clenched again. "My boy. People care about your ass. Not your HIV status. Besides, these days, with Prep, who cares?" "My ass," he mumbled. "Do you like it?" "Yeah." I pushed my dick back into his hole. "You feel that? That's what your ass does to me. And you? You like that?" I thrust in and out of him. "Fuuuck," he moaned. I had managed to find his prostate and rubbed it with my dick. "Oh fuuuuck," he continued, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Fucking need a dick in me every night." "Several times a night." "Hell yeah," he said. He reached down and ran his finger around his hole, finding the line where he ended and I began. It was a dense, slippery, thin line and his finger ran around it, tracing out the exact circle where our bodies merged together. "You feel so good in me. So hard. So deep. So... male." "It feels to be in you. Feel you accepting me. So comfortable with me." "Please," he murmured. "Cum in me." His eyes were closed, and his hand had drifted from his hole to his cock. "I wanna fuck you too. Get my cock inside you." He slowly stroked his cock, already hard again so soon after fucking JP. "And inside Cal. And back into JP." I shoved my dick into him. "You want that? My cock inside of you?" "Yeah. All in good time, though." I kissed Seth again. This time, we took our time, swapping spit back and forth, listening to the grunts and groans of Cal and JP fucking beside us and to our own small moans and murmurs as we worked together to get me off. "Plenty of time to have a good time," he finally replied, as the kiss broke off. "Plenty of time." Beside us, JP's thrusts were getting faster, as his grunts were getting louder. It was a familiar tell from a man I knew intimately. He was getting close to cumming. "He's gonna cum," I said. "In Cal's hole. Raw hole." I sunk my dick into Seth. It was still slippery and wet from the accumulated cum and even so, I was going to add yet another load to his collection. "Fuck," he grunted, and pulled his legs back a little more, letting me push in even further. "Fuck me," he said. "Give it to me," Cal grunted. "Give me your poz load." "Fuck yeah, boy," JP said in reply. "Fill you up boy." "Give it to me." "Fucking take it!" JP moaned. His cock was thick and hard, pushing far into Cal's young, lithe body. "Take my load." "Give it to me. Knock me up," Cal grunted in response. "You're going to give me a load, aren't you?" Seth whispered into my ear. "Just like JP is breeding Cal?" "Yeah. For sure." We were both watching JP fuck Cal. "Fucking TAKE IT," JP said, louder than I think he expected. His cock slammed into Cal's hole one last time. Then, JP held it there as he gasped for air. "TAKE IT." "Breed me," Cal grunted as JP resumed his thrusts. But, these were longer and deeper. Each one was powered by the force of the orgasm and pushed deep into Cal's hole. "He's getting breed deep," I whispered into Seth's ear. "You want that?" "Yeah," Seth replied. His eyes were locked on the two men next to us. His expression suggested either aroused or repulsion, but his hard cock made it easy to figure out. "Fucking hot. Your raw dick in me. Dripping in me. Cumming in me." "Me too," I said. JP had plunged his cock into Cal one more time and then held it. "I love you boy," he said, before the two men kissed. "Fuck," Seth said. His dick was once more stiff, only this time there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. "That was hot." "Yeah," I said. "I love you too," Cal replied. The two kissed again. It was an intimacy between two men that had built up over the years, a level of comfort and trust that could only be brought about by sharing fluids and all that came with them. "Fluid-bonded," they called it. It was a euphemism. Bug-brother was a better term. For a brief moment, I worried that Prep would kill that intimacy. But then I remembered my own poz cock, buried deep in a young man's unprotected hole. The virus always found a way. "I'm going to cum in you too," I said. "Good," Seth said. This time it was our turn to kiss. I let Seth's tongue push into my mouth and explore. As we kissed, Cal and JP disentangled themselves from each other. It was always a slightly awkward affair, pulling a man's cock from another man's ass. But the two men had years of experience doing it and executed as well as could be expected. Cal rolled over, just enough to be lying next to Seth. JP moved over, kneeling on the bed right behind me. JP wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close against his hairy chest. He leaned in and whispered into my ear. "Poz up our new boy," he said, just loud enough for me, and no one else, to hear. "Take my man's load," Cal whispered into Seth's ear. "Please, give it to me," Seth grunted. "Fucking fill me up." Seth was drifting into dangerously sleazy territories. The pot had lowered the boy's inhibitions quite a bit; it was going to be exciting to see what some tina would help him accomplish. JP had been thinking the same thing. "He's gonna be a real pig when he's tweaked," he whispered. Once more only the two of us could hear his commentary. I leaned back, pushing my dick further into Seth's hole. "I know. You should dose him." "With pleasure," JP answered. His cock had instinctively found my crack. It was still semi-hard and I felt the wetness from Cal's hole against my ass. "Just want to see you breed him," JP continued, this time loud enough for the boys to hear him. "You want my man to breed you?" Cal asked Seth. "Please, breed me," Seth answered. "Pound me raw and breed me deep," he managed to mumble, even as moans of pleasure showed that he had lost the capability for rational thought. "Fuck me." "Of course," I said, and shoved my dick back into him. His hole was perfectly warm, and sleazily wet. There was nowhere else I wanted to cum nor was there any reason to hold back on Seth's anus. It was clear that Seth was discovering his inner cum-hungry pig, and he would always take my dick. "Poz him," JP whispered in my ear. He had found a bottle of poppers and was holding it under my nose. "Share our dirty seed with him." My dick pulsed and throbbed as the poppers hit me. "Make him our boy. The son of our seed." My mind was slipping, into dangerous spaces. I was dripping pre-cum as my balls churned. I needed release. "Oh fuck," I grunted. "Oh fuuuuuck," I moaned as my balls clenched and my dick pulsed. "FUUUUUCK." I didn't worry who heard me. "He's seeding you," Cal said, between my yelps of pure pleasure. The yelps were in no known language, but the passionate intensity was immediately familiar to any man; they were the sounds of an orgasm. "Pumping you full of cum." "Fucking breed me, Jon," Seth moaned. He was feeling each white-hot spurt of semen; his breaths had been in perfect sync with each jet of cum. "Breed. Me," he grunted. "FUCK," I moaned. Two more spurts of cum shot into Seth's young hole. "FUCK," I moaned with one last sympathetic spurt from my dick. I had just enough energy left to roll Seth on his side and lie down behind him. I wrapped my arms around the boy, pulling him close to me. "I want to fall asleep with my dick in your hole," I said.

This is a side-project that goes along with my other story. However, it can easily be read on its own. Be warned it will have a similar set up to another story on here, but only in setting up the setup of the plot. Let me know what you think down in the comments! ---- Part 1 “That's it boy, suck on that nice piece of meat. Get it nice and wet for what’s coming!” Urged on by the hot, muscled man standing above me, I forced his cock deeper into my mouth, enjoying the feeling and taste of his dripping, uncut cock sliding around on my tongue, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. I moan as I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, urging me even deeper down on his cock. Forcing myself not to gag from its massive size, I let him slowly rape my mouth as he let out a content sigh. Soon I'd finally get what I fantasized and dreamed of. A huge cock shooting a thick load deep up my virgin ass. — It was hard to believe that that morning I was just a young, 18-year-old virgin. I knew from a young age that I was gay; girls never even blipped on my radar, and I always found myself fantasizing about some of the hotter guys in my class kissing me and feeling me up. However, I never acted on it. My family had moved to our small, midwestern town when I was in 6th grade, leaving me friendless. My former best friend was over 1000 miles away on the east coast, as well as everyone I knew growing up. I hadn’t been popular, but I was at least well-liked by nearly everyone. In my new school, I was an outcast… quiet, shy, too smart for the popular crowd and disliked because I actually enjoyed being at school. By the time I hit my senior year, I knew I wanted to be like the guys I saw in the porn I found online. A slut, taking cock from multiple guys until shooting all over myself. My only friends were a few of the nerdier, but in my opinion, much cooler girls who shared some of my same interests in different books and shows at the time. Nobody, however, knew my secret… that I wanted nothing more than to lose my virginity to a hot top. This obviously didn’t stop me from being made fun of, with being called things like fag or queer by the hotter, popular jocks in the in-crowd. Rationally, I knew it was only to get a rise out me, but a part of me always worried they knew I was what I secretly wanted to be. By the end of my senior year, I couldn’t take it any longer. I was tired of jacking off and pretending I was getting fucked by some hot, muscled guy as I fingered myself to climax in my hand, licking my hand clean to keep my secret from my thankfully more liberal parents and 5 sisters. I decided to finally lose my virginity and started to secretly hatch out a plan. Having gotten a few letters from some prospective colleges from the large city about 3 hours away, I planned to go and look at a few, staying at my distant cousin’s apartment near one of the campus. Knowing he wouldn’t care if I was there or not, I figured I could make my parents believe my half-lie. I would look at the school that week, during spring break at my school, and during the weekend I would go to a gay bathhouse I had read about in some of my lurkings online. It would be a week after 18th birthday, so I would finally be legal to enter. And maybe, just maybe, I would find someone to help me fulfill my wish of losing my “cherry.” — The week came quickly when my parents sat me down, my bag already around my shoulders and my keys to the small Honda my parent’s bought me in my hands. I had hoped to sneak out with a quick goodbye. “Buddy,” my father, still in his lab coat from work at the local hospital, “We need to have a talk.” SHIT! I thought to myself, THEY KNOW. FUCK!!! “Uh… yeah, dad?” I said, trying not to let the fear in my mind crack into my voice. My plan was ruined, I was sure of it. The tone of his voice and the look on my mother’s face said it all. “Your mother and I have talked… we know you’re a man now, but… we’re concerned. You know we love you and only want what is best and…” “Oh Robert!” my mother sighed, her thick accent coming through as she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at my dad, “Shit or get off a pie.” “Pot… mom… it’s pot…. it’s slang for toilet…” I said, smiling slightly at her mistranslation. Thirty years and she STILL got idioms wrong. I was beginning to think it may be intentional. “I like mine better,” she huffed before continuing, before glaring at my father, “We know you are going to college soon. Tell him.” Pulling a pile of condoms and a handful of pamphlet out of his coat, he held them out to me. “You need protection. We know things happen at colleges… and we don’t want you coming back and trapped with a baby on the way with some girl, or something like HPV or herpes…” my dad blurted out, rubbing his hand on his coat as he sat back on the couch. “Uh….” was my only reply. I felt my cheeks start to burn. My parents thought I was going to get some girl pregnant. “Just take them and be careful. And have fun. We love you very much,” my mom replied with a slight nod. “And don’t trust a girl just because she is on the pill. She could be on an antibiotic, or could be asymptomatic or…” my dad replied, refusing to meet my eyes as he blurted out everything. “Thanks… I guess…” I said slowly, grabbing them with a slight grimace, “You guys know…. I learned about most of this from health class… right…? And I really am just going to check out a few schools. I’ll call and everything if you want…” “Just go have fun my little zaychik. Call when you get there so I know you are okay,” my mom replied, shooing me away. — 3 hours later, and thankfully over a hundred miles from my family, I sat my bag down in the small living room of my cousin’s apartment, glad he was willing to let me stay there while he and his friends went to spring break somewhere out east. It’s Friday night, and I’m ready to finally get down to business. Pulling out a tight pair of jeans I had outgrown the previous year, and a similarly fitting t-shirt, I changed quickly and looked up the directions and information I had written earlier and made my way to the bar where the bathhouse was located. Arriving, I quickly made my way to where the entrance was at the back and walked up to the small window, much like the ones I had seen in movies that they had at a seedy motel. I rang the bell and out from the back room came one of the hottest guys I had ever seen. Easily over 6ft, he had piercing grey eyes, long thick blonde hair, and a large piercing in his nose. He was wearing a tight-fitting wife beater that nearly covered his well-muscled chest and abs, and black leather pants that clung to his body, leaving nothing to the imagination. My eyes were quickly drawn to his pert ass and large bulge. A heavy five’o’clock shadow covered his face, which reminded me of an extremely hot bad boy version of Thor for some reason. Even his voice made me melt, gravely and deep. “Can I help you, boy? The bathroom is back in the other side of the bar,“ he said, pointing back towards the bar, looking up and down my body before smiling, “Unless you see something you like?” Flustered, I blushed and shook my head. “No… um…. I’m here to… I mean….” I said, suddenly unable to form words. “Look, no offense kid, but you got to be at least 18 to even be in the bar. You gotta be… what? 15? 16 tops?” Shaking my head no, I pulled out my wallet and pulled out my ID, sliding it under the glass. “No, sir… I’m… I’m 18,” I said with a gulp, “See… my birthday was last week.” “Sir, huh? First time to the baths then, huh?” he asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, deftly lighting one and blowing the smoke at the glass. “Uh, yeah… I… it’s that obvious huh?” I replied. “You’re a cute fucker. They are going to be all over you!” he said with a smile, the cigarette dangling in his mouth., “Room or locker?” “Oh… um….” I replied, realizing that I had no idea what to do. “I don’t really know which one…” “Hot piece like you will definitely get invited into a room in no time,” he said, “I’d go with a locker.” I nodded as he continued. “Normally the fee is $40 to get in, full $100 for a room, but seeing as you just had your birthday, and it’s your first time… how about $20?” he said, turning around and grabbing a towel and a key. Reaching into my wallet, I pulled out the two bills, left over from my gifts the week before. “Thanks…” “Don’t mention it. We all have our first times,” he said with a smile, “Maybe you’ll still be around later when I get off. Would like to help show you the ropes.” Smiling back, I entered the entrance, the door buzzing as he pressed a small button under the counter in front of him. — Looking around, I took in the sites, as dozens of naked men walked around, some with towels and others in various states of undress. I quickly found my locker, and with a deep breath, I quickly undressed. Throwing the towel around my now naked body, I grabbed a few condoms from my jean pocket, tucking them in between my skin and the cloth. Taking another look around, I felt like a fish out of water. 18, skinny with just a small amount of lean muscle on my frame. Black hair, blue eyes, and an average sized uncut cock were all I had to offer. And around me was every possible type of hot character from every gay porn I ever saw. There’s no way anyone would be interested in someone like me, I thought to myself as pulled the towel even closer. And that’s when I saw HIM. 6ft tall, heavily muscled, with a head full of thick brown hair. A face like a Greek statue, which sported a goatee and mustache. Nipple piercings and a thick hairy chest. And a what looked to be an uncut 10-incher with what looked to be a large PA peaking out from under the small towel that barely covered him, framed by a pair of low hanging bull balls. Tattoos all over his body. The man looked like sex walking. A bad boy who would ravage my hole if given the chance. Something straight out of the hottest porn. AND HE’S WALKING UP TO ME! I thought in a panic. I felt myself start to blush as he eyed me up and down, my cheeks burning even hotter as I saw his cock stir under the towel. “I’m Garrett.” he said, stopping in front of me and holding his hand out, “You must be new here.” “Jeez… it’s that obvious, huh?” I said, biting my lip as I stared at his hand, almost afraid. I looked around, lost. He waved his hand slightly in front of me drawing my attention back to him. “And you are?” I panicked for a second, thinking maybe I should make up a name before realizing that even if he knew my name, nobody around here would know me. Pulling up the courage, I shook his hand and replied. “Yurik… uh… nice to meet you…” I said, trying desperately to sound cool as my voice threatened to break as I suddenly started to spout a massive flow of words, “My mom is from Russia and that why I have a weird name. It’s-it’s my first time. I’ve never done this before, and I didn’t expect to actually find someone so hot to actually talk to me, especially you. Not with how I look. And… and… and I…. should really shut up now…” He let out a soft laugh as he let go of my hand before slowly rubbing his hand up and down my arm while looking at my smaller body. “Dude, calm down. You got nothing to worry about. Fucking sexy thing like you is a rare find here,” he said in a low, calm voice and his fingers traced down my chest and ran over my left nipple, causing to bead up instantly. I fought back a moan and looked up at him in silence. “Need someone to show you around? I would love nothing better than to show you around. Make all these fuckers here jealous,” he asked, his smile growing bigger as he saw what his touching me was doing. I slowly nodded and smiled nervously as his hand wrapped around my shoulder and he pulled me closer. “Mind if we stop by my locker first?” he asked as I felt him slowly reach down and grab my ass under the towel. Fuck, that feels so good, I thought to myself as he slowly ran his fingers through my crack, teasing the hair near my hole. “As long as you keep doing that!” I replied with a moan. “Oh, I plan on doing much much more…” he replied, and we started walking, drawing the attention from a few guys. We came to his locker and I stood there quietly as he grabbed his key and opened the door. Pulling out a large leather pouch from his shirt pocket, as well as a brown glass bottle. I knew instantly they were poppers, which I had read about and seen in various sites online. I wanted to try them, and it looked like I might get my chance with this walking sex god. I was however slightly shocked when he pulled out a large, black and green cigar and stuck it in his mouth. Some of the guys in my school smoked them when there were no adults around, looking somewhat goofy to me. But this man looked even hotter somehow with it firmly in his jaw. Looking at me suddenly, he stopped and pulled the stick out of his mouth. “Mind if I smoke?” he asked, looking directly at me as he waited for my reply. “Oh, uh… no, go ahead,” I said, my cock now throbbing under my towel at full hardness, my face still blazing red. With a smile, he pulled out the lighter from the same pouch and lit it. Drawing the flame to the end, he stuck the cigar back in his mouth and brought it to life, taking a deep drawn in before blowing it straight up in the air. Quickly enough he put everything back into the locker and wrapped his arm around my waist and we set off into the bathhouse.

I sat at the bar with my girlfriend, Lucy, sipping an IPA. Behind us, an indie rock band thrashed out the last song of its set while the crowd cheered drunkenly. Lucy leaned back against the wooden counter watching them, swirling the half-melted dregs of her whiskey. In the dim light of the bar, her pale skin glowed milky white. Her long red hair was twisted back in a messy bun, and several strands hung in her face. She flicked them back absently before glancing at me, a smile curling her lips. “Quit staring at me,” she shouted over the music. “I can’t help it,” I shouted back. “You’re the most beautiful girl in here.” She punched me lightly on the shoulder, her freckled cheeks flushing pink, before turning back to the band. The song ended in a clatter of drums and bass, and applause filled the small space as the band took a bow, then headed off stage. “Well, aren’t you just a pretty little thing.” I turned to see a large, muscular man bending over my girlfriend, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. Arousal stirred in me at the sight of his bulging biceps, but I shook it away. “Hey,” I said, touching his shoulder. “That’s my girlfriend.” “Look at this,” he said, his gaze swinging between us before he glanced over his shoulder. “Two pretty little things.” Another buff man came to join him, and they stood side by side, surveying me and my girlfriend. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes,” the second man said. A predatory grin curled his lips, and he stuck out his hand. “I’m Mark,” he said, shaking my hand with a firm grip, and nodded at the other guy. “That’s Jack.” “Neal,” I said, “And this is Lucy.” Mark leaned close to me, heat emanating off his muscular body. “Could we buy you two a couple drinks?” I licked my lips, glancing at Lucy. She was gazing up at Jack with something akin to amazement. She caught me looking and, blushing, shrugged. “Sure,” I said. “Why not?” A couple drinks later, they came back to our place, their muscular bulk filling our small apartment like two bulls in a china shop. “You guys have never done this before,” Mark said, leaning against the kitchen counter as I poured four glasses of wine. It wasn’t a question. “No,” I said softly. “I mean, we’ve talked about it, but I didn’t think—we didn’t think anything would ever happen.” He grinned, another predatory smile. “You’ll like it,” he said. “I can tell.” He helped me carry the wine into the living room, where Jack was siting next to Lucy. His arm rested casually over the back of the couch, but his fingers were tracing circles across her upper arm, making her flush. She accepted the glass of wine and drank it quickly. When she set the empty glass on the coffee table, her eyes met mine, questioning. I nodded, and an excited grin curled her lips. “Enough drinks,” Jack said suddenly, standing up. “I’m ready for the main course.” He bent and picked up Lucy, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieked with laughter, beating her fists on his back as he carried her into the bedroom. “Come on,” Mark said, shooting me a wink. “I want to watch them.” I walked nervously to the bedroom after them, where Jack was peeling off Lucy’s blue dress. She flopped back onto the mattress breathlessly, wearing only her bra and panties. With a growl, he climbed on top of her, kissing his way up her stomach to her throat, then captured her lips with his. I watched them silently, frozen in the doorway, a mixture of envy and arousal flooding through me. Arms wrapped around my waist from behind, and I jumped, turning to face Mark. He cupped my face in his big hands, brushing one thumb over my lips. “Relax,” he said, then dipped his head to kiss me. His lips brushed mine lightly at first, just a whisper of skin on skin, then returned with more force. He kissed me firmly, insistently, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands caught the hem of my shirt. Pulling away for a breath, he pulled my button-up shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor behind him, then kissed me again. I had never kissed a man before, and his lips were firmer than I was expecting, less pliant than Lucy’s. At the same time, he was more aggressive, and I felt my cock stiffen as he ran his hands down my bare back, pulling me against him. I wrapped my arms tentatively around him, feeling his muscular back flex through his thin t-shirt, then slid my hands down to his waist. He broke away from me, breathing hard. “Strip,” he commanded. Wordlessly, I kicked off my shoes and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned my pants, pushing them over my narrow hips with my boxers. At the same time, he peeled off his t-shirt in one swift motion, then dropped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his long, thick cock sprang free, bobbing between his muscular thighs. I stared at it, my heart pounding, and unconsciously licked my lips. He caught my gaze and laughed. “Get on your knees,” he said, a hungry smile curling his lips. My breath caught in my throat, and before I could second guess myself, I sank to my knees at his feet. His cock pulsed before my face, throbbing and already dripping pre-cum. Biting my lip nervously, I looked at his cock with trepidation. Would that even fit in my mouth? I rose on my knees and kissed it tentatively, my lips brushing the hot skin. Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I licked it off, tasting the sweet, salty evidence of his arousal. Much to my surprise, it tasted good, and I circled my tongue around the swollen head, then ran it down the veined sides. With a low groan, I licked up the throbbing shaft, feeling blood pulsing through the upraised veins, then wrapped my lips around the swollen head and swirled my tongue around it in circles. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the tip of his thick cock between my lips, caressing the underside with my tongue, then bobbed my head up and down. Only half of the thick shaft disappeared into my mouth before the tip bumped against the back of my throat. I coughed and gripped the bottom half of his cock in one hand, jerking him as I bobbed my head up and down. His hands tangled in my short hair, guiding my movements, and I moaned deep in my throat, sucking on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. As he thrust into my mouth, the head of his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Rising onto my knees, I relaxed my throat, easing his shaft down my esophagus. “Good boy,” he growled. “Just like that.” Holding my breath, I thrust his cock deep into my throat over and over again, making tears stream from my eyes. My hard cock pulsed, pleasure rolling through me as I choked on his cock, and I reached down to stroke my stiff erection. Wrapping my fingers around my throbbing dick, I whimpered around Mark’s cock, feeling a climax fast approaching. With my free hand, I dug my fingers into his thighs, swallowing as much of his length as I could, my throat constricting around his shaft. “You’ve got a real good cocksucker for a boyfriend,” Mark said to Lucy, twisting his fingers in my hair. Jack grunted, and I could hear sloppy, wet sounds coming from his direction. “His girlfriend is pretty fucking talented too.” His words sent another stab of pleasure through me, and I redoubled my efforts, sliding Mark’s cock in and out of my mouth. At the same time, I gripped my dick, jerking it quickly. “Ah fuck, Neal, you’re going to make me cum.” Mark dragged me off his cock and pulled my hair back, forcing me to look up at him. “You having fun, lover boy?” I nodded, licking my lips, my cock aching with desire. “You want me to fuck you?” I looked over at my girlfriend, Jack’s hands buried in her hair as he fucked her mouth with rough strokes. I turned back to Mark, taking in his muscular chest, the stubble on his cheeks, the creases in the corner of his eyes as he studied me with intensity. I nodded again, my mouth dry. A slow, hungry smile curled his lips. He took my hand and helped me to my feet. “Get on the bed,” he said, his eyes gleaming with desire. I obeyed, crossing the room to lay beside my girlfriend as she sucked another man’s cock. Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, and she moaned softly, her cheeks flushed. Turning her head, she opened her eyes, catching my gaze. A breathless, giddy smile curled her lips, and my heart swelled with affection and desire. At the same time, Mark slid one hand up my leg and spread my thighs, his touch sending fire racing through my veins. My body tight with anticipation and lust, I moaned as his fingers traced a line up my inner thigh, stroking light circles around the sensitive skin of my ball sack, before wrapping his hand around my shaft. Using the pad of his thumb, he smeared a bead of pre-cum over the head of my cock, my arousal slick and wet on his fingers. “Oh god,” I said softly, pleasure spiking through me. Beside us, Jack slid two fingers into Lucy’s dripping pussy, stroking her clit with his thumb. She moaned helplessly, her hips rising to meet his touch, and the sight sent desire spiking through me, making my cock jerk in Mark’s hand. He released my shaft, a taunting smile on his face. His fingers lightly stroked the lines of my hips again, tickling the swell of my testicles, and teased up the sides of my veined shaft. At his touch, my cock pulsed and jumped, desperate for more. “Are you close?” he asked. Although his fingertips were barely grazing my skin, the sensation sent fire through my veins, and I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his muscular body. I just needed him to touch me a tiny bit more to send me over the edge. As if reading my thoughts, he circled the tip of my dick with his fingers, using the pre-cum to slick the surface. It was almost enough—I felt my orgasm swell, balls tightening, muscles spasming—and he jerked his hand away, leaving me trembling on the precipice. “Not yet, lover boy,” he said, smiling cruelly. “I’m going to fuck you first.” Mark grabbed my legs and dragged my hips to the edge of the bed, pushing my knees against my chest. Between my thighs, my neglected cock was hard and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out and onto my stomach. . Without missing a beat, Jack caught both of Lucy’s legs, spreading her legs wide, and exposed her open pussy and the tight, puckered hole of her ass. Standing side by side, he and Mark looked like a wall of pure muscle, and their cocks were both enormous. As I watched, Jack thrust into my girlfriend’s pussy, making her cry out in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut. Gripping his shaft, Mark lined the swollen, mushroom head of his cock up against my virgin asshole and slid it back and forth, pressing the tip against my hole as I moaned. “You ready for this, handsome?” he taunted playfully. “God, please,” I begged, “I want to feel you inside me.” He pushed forward with slow, steady pressure, the head of his cock pressing against my puckered hole painfully before the tight ring of muscles relaxed, letting him in. I groaned, feeling my sphincter stretched wide, as he slid into my ass inch by inch. “You like that?” he grunted “You like feeling my cock up your ass?” “Fuck,” I whimpered, “it feels so good. I can’t take it.” “You’ll take it,” he promised, and with a final thrust, his hips met mine, his balls resting against my ass. “God,” I moaned, feeling my ass ripple and clench around him. Mark held still, letting me adjust to his girth, before starting to thrust in tiny motions. “Think that’s pretty sexy, don’t you,” Jack asked Lucy, rubbing two fingers over her slippery clit. I turned my head and saw her staring at me, her mouth panting open. “Yeah,” she breathed. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” “Good,” he said, pulling out of her wet pussy, “because it’s about to be your turn.” He pressed the huge, mushroom head of his thick cock against her asshole and began pushing. Already well lubed with her slick pussy juices, he slid inside her easily, the long shaft disappearing inch by inch into her petite ass. With two rough fingers, he rubbed her stiff, swollen clit, flicking the nub back and forth. She arched up against him, inadvertently pushing him deeper inside her, and moaned with pleasure. “Oh my god,” she whimpered, her eyes opening wide as she looked at me, “it’s so big. I can’t believe it’s so big and it’s inside my ass.” Reaching across the mattress, I found her hand and squeezed it. She smiled at me, her eyes filled with desire and love, then cried out again. “Oh fuck,” she wailed. “Oh my god, it’s so big!” As she groaned with pleasure, Mark began fucking me faster, his long cock sliding in and out of my ass with piercing strokes, plunging deep inside me with every thrust. I clenched her hand and watched Jack, his face contorting as he fucked my girlfriend’s ass beside me. She moaned, arching her back as he pounded into her, fucking her tight ass. “Yeah,” Jack growled, “you like getting fucked with your boyfriend? You like being a pair of holes for us?” “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, the words garbled as she writhed against him. “You know,” he said casually, “I think I want a piece of your boyfriend’s ass too.” He slid his thick cock out of her ass with a pop, nudging Mark. “Hey, I’ll trade you.” Mark grinned, pulling out of me, and they switched places. Jack spit on my flexing asshole, rubbing the saliva around with two rough fingers, then thrust his cock into my ass, sheathing himself inside me with one swift motion. I arched my back, moaning in pleasure, as he pounded into me, filling my ass with his thick cock meat. Lucy watched with wide eyes, her eyes glazed with lust, as I shuddered around Jack’s cock. Spreading her pale thighs, Mark lined the rounded tip of his massive cock with her tight asshole and pushed inside her. She moaned, arching her back as he filled her, his cock disappearing inch by inch into her ass. Grasping her narrow hips, he spread her rounded cheeks, her asshole stretching obscenely around his dick. “I think I’m gonna breed you,” he growled, flicking her clit with two fingers. “Think I’m gonna fill you up with my seed and breed you. You and your sweet little boyfriend. I want to see your skinny little tummies all fat with our babies.” “What do you think about that, pretty boy?” Jack asked, his fingers digging into my hips as he fucked my ass. “God yes,” I panted, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs. “Where do you want me to cum?” Mark demanded, burying his cock deep inside my girlfriend. “C-cum in my pussy,” Lucy wailed. “Breed me, make me your little slut!” “Ah, fuck,” he grunted. He pulled out of her ass as the first jet of cum sprayed out across her flat belly, then buried his cock deep in her pussy, unloading the rest of his cum inside her, filling her womb with his frothy cream. She screamed in pleasure, bucking against him wildly, her legs shaking as she came hard. At the same time, Jack wrapped his hand around my dick, stroking me firmly as he pounded my ass, sawing his thick dick in and out of me. “Oh fuck,” I whimpered, pleasure peaking in every cell of my body. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” My voice rose in a wail as my orgasm crested, making me shudder and arch against Jack’s cock, forcing it deeper into my ass. My clenching muscles brought him right up to the edge and he gripped my hips tightly. “What about you, pretty boy? Where do you want me to cum?” he growled. “Please,” I choked out, still wracked with spasms. “Come inside me. I want to feel your cum filling me up.” Clutching my waist, he buried his cock deep inside me as he stiffened, his sperm pumping into my tight ass. With a groan, he pulled out, and a last jet of cum splashed against my gaping asshole, the thick rope of cream smearing across my tender skin. His huge cock was still half hard, glistening in the light as he flopped beside me, panting for breath. With a shuddering groan, Mark pulled out of Lucy’s pussy with a grunt, wiping his slick cock on her pale ass. Lucy sagged beside me, still trembling uncontrollably, as he collapsed on her other side. Lifting my head, I could see the milky cream of his cum dripping out of her pulsing pussy, and an exhausted smile crossed my face. I looked at my girlfriend, her pale cheeks still flushed with lust, and felt closer to her than ever before. She met my eyes, and, rolling onto her side, gave me a tender kiss. Mark wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand resting on my hip, and Jack took it, their fingers interlacing. I felt Jack roll to spoon me, his muscular warmth pressed against my back, and the four of us drifted to sleep in contented exhaustion.

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."

Wish you were mate! You'll have to find a reason to visit sometime! There are definitely a few on that list that I would rather enjoy adding to my list.

164 - surprised myself - but would love to up that score a bit

I remember in seventh grade I was only one of two boys in the locker room to have a full bush.

Woof - you'll have no trouble finding what you need!!

An incredible piece of writing.... given the opportunity I'd take his place :@)

That was amazing! Thank you!

Thanks, i really appreciate it. I take inspiration from my favorite fetishes: steroid monsters, pro bodybuilders, rough blue collar guys, skinheads, etc. I poke through my porn and pictures archive to find something that would spark imagination.

Tuesday’s are 1/2 price for lockers so it is usually busier. I still rent a room last Tuesday I went and rented a room Got undressed and wen into dauna thete was this really cute young guy who kept looking at me As I got up he followed me to my room I invited him him and once the door was closed he dropped his towel to display a huge dick he said he was a junior from Georgetown who comes ove to let off so steam I started to suck him when he said he was really into fucking. I laid on my stomach and he slimbef on top. Withouua word he shoved that big dick in me bare he started slow and the picked up the pace He then said he was going to shoot and shot a big load in me. He stayed in until he went soft and then left I felt his cum dripping out of me after he left

Totally hot! I work to arrange for my husband or boyfriend to catch me in the act whenever possible. Sometimes hubby let's men in and watches while the tag team me in the sling, or the boyfriend will come downstairs late at night and join in the fun, etc. Sometimes I catch them bent over or fucking a young pup and join in to eat an ass and add a load or they will tell us about hotel fuck sessions with younger men during business travel. It's funny, when we started opening up our relationship there was an assumption that we were playing safe, but a year later we both confessed that neither ever had. It makes me incredibly horny to know that my boys are swapping DNA with other sexy men and sharing those experiences to enrich our sex life (although it can be even hotter to have a secret for a while ? Happy Breeding, men!

I honestly haven't decided where I'm taking her next. The next steps she takes may be in front of her, or I may roll it forwards a bit for the sake of the timeline. She doesn't know if she'll be traded overseas or kept in the U.S. - and she doesn't care. All she knows is that this is the happiest she's ever been and doesn't care what the world thinks. I'll take your feedback into consideration because we're no where near the end of this story.

Last night. Walked into a dark room, stripped naked and put on a blindfold. Heard them walk into the room and then felt hands on my body and a finger found my cummy hole and slipped in. I felt a hard cock on my cheek after i told them i had lube and 2 loads already in me so i turned my head to suck a nice long cock. Wasn't long before 4 fingers were probing my ass and then they were replaced by a nice fat cock while they said they were going to fuck my slut ass and someone put poppers under my nose. I moaned loudly as i sniffed them and then he slid into me and immediately started fucking. I know i moaned really loudly then with the pleasure of the sudden invasion and they laughed and said i was a whore. They switched places multiple times and kept pounding me. When one of them picked up the pace he started breathing fast and telling me he was going to fill me with his poz cum i slammed my ass back on his cock so he would know he could really give it to me hard and suddenly i felt the slickness that indicated he was cumming deep inside me. By the time they tossed my clothes into the yard and pushed me out the door still naked i had 3 more loads in me.

What I wanted to do with this chapter: Advance the character of 'Bitch 29' little further and add some more layers to her life, bringing out a bit more of my deeply twisted fantasies. (new tattoo, chastity device, lots and lots of pain and verbal abuse.) Bring to the forefront the whole reason she was turned in the first place, so she could be a breeder with a high viral load. While writing my chapters I like to create more real world situations, hence the dialogue and 'Bitchs' smart ass attitude. I also do a few minutes research with regard to where the fucking truck is across country. The cities I list do exist. That being said, I had yet to do a full on porn scene - and this one was. It was the hottest I've ever written. Seriously, I never pushed any erotic writing that far and I'm sure I broke some of my barriers. I've given SOME sex in my previous chapters but not like this. As far as porn, I wanted to wind the reader up like a Swiss watch. Dark. I wanted to go darker than I had, which is where her spiral is leading - ever downwards. It can only end in one way, and she knows that. She accepts it. She wants it. She loves it. The further she goes, the more drunk she becomes. Make no mistake, it's an addiction to her. I hope you enjoyed it.

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c3d9ed1206bf

A buddy of mine is in town on business and looking for fun. He works for a local airline is 40, 5'10' fit vers/top, with 7 thick inches. He says he has an 8 day load that he needs to donate to someone and asked if I were interested. I was booked up but told him my bf was working from home today. 5 minutes later the bf texts to ask if he can play during lunch -- "go for it, but save it for me to taste" was my response. Two hours later I get a text from my pal that reads "That is hands down, without a doubt the HOTTEST sex of my life!" So, I decide to head home early in hopes of using his nut for lube. I walk from the garage into the basement to find my boyfriend still naked (sans a jock strap) lying in the sling playing with his cummy hole and left nipple. I dropped down and started eating his (delicious) ass and noticed that quite a lot of cum had dribbled on the floor. I start wiping it up with my right hand, using it to lube my dick in preparation to fuck my boy... He tells me that our pal shot a HUGE load in him, that he felt "so full" -- I asked him to push some out for me to eat and it literally squirted 4 feet across the floor (more lube for me!) -- he pushed more out and I licked up every drop before pushing my dick in his hole and fucking him until I loaded him with my 2 day load. The boy can't stop talking about how the guy made him cum without touching himself. It was a hot, loud, porn-style fantasy fuck so after I bred him I texted a hung black pal of mine and had him stop by --like me, he loves using a stretched out cum-flooded manhole. He's fucking my boy downstairs as I type this note... shortly when hear their moans escalate toward orgasm, I will return to watch the breeding --and just maybe deposit a 4th load of cum into my boys amazing butt. Damn, I hope he works from home and "cheats" on me more often!

Been quite a bit since I could host but was not disappointed Monday. On first day of being able to hunt for mobile tops I got hit up by three. One disappeared. One showed up but it was obvious he was nervous. He got in me a couple of times but could not stay hard and eventually he admitted he was not going to be able to cum. But the 3rd one was tried and true top from previous anon encounters. He showed up rode me like a man and came deep. Felt so good. Now just need a few more...thousand.

The dirtier, smellier, muskier, stinkier the better.

10. Dr. Benjamin Weston It was too early to wake up on a Saturday morning. My phone had buzzed in response to a text message. I had an intuition that it wouldn't be much longer before my alarm went off anyway. Still a bit bleary-eyed, I tried to focus on the screen. "Wanna come to a parTy today? College stud thinks he just started PrEP," it said. It was from an old friend and occasional patient, Jon. He and his partner Jon threw occasional parties, mostly to load up their boy Cal. The parties were everything a drug-fueled orgy should be: hot, sleazy, and intense. The men were always hot, the drugs were always pure, and the sex was always raw. "Yeah! When?" I wrote back. "What do I bring?" I finally looked at the time. It was 7:45. Plenty of time to get ready for my 9:00am appointment. It would be over by 10:00, which gave me the rest of the day to enjoy Jon's party. I re-read the message. "Thinks he's started PrEP?" I wrote. "Any time after 10:00," he wrote back. "We've got plenty of favors. Just bring that infected dick of yours." It stirred as I read the message. "We're feeding him fake pills," Jon added. "It's the kid we showed you last time you were here." I had been at his place about a month ago, this time just a fourth man for his unconventional three-way relationship. Jon had mentioned a boy he wanted to stealth. "He's gonna get on PrEP," Jon's husband, JP, had told me, showing me the pictures of the young man on his phone. Jon had quickly added, "He thinks the Prep is going to protect him. We're still going to infect him." I didn't think much of it; the pipe was offered to me, and then Cal's hole was offered. I took full advantage of both, and left spent and exhausted. In my reverie, I started to stroke my thick shaft, but had to force myself to stop. There would be plenty of holes eager to milk out my load later. Besides, there was a patient coming at 9:00. His real name was Ian Bolt. He was a porn actor. "Not yet a star," he said in our first session, laughing. He was barely in his mid-twenties, and his laugh made him seem almost innocent. When he first walked into my office, I had immediately noticed the outline of a jock strap through his gym shorts. He was also wearing a tank top which exposed his carefully trimmed chest. He was the ultimate boy-next-door, outwardly preppy and clean, but hiding a dark secret. Two weeks ago, in our last session, he had told me about his occasional habit with drugs. It was only a matter of time before he would tell me about how he had "forgotten" to use a condom. The thought only made my dick stiffer. I hoped it would go down by the time Ian arrived. It would be awkward to have a boner as Ian told me about his latest sexual exploits. "I may be a bit late. But I'll be there," I texted JP back. I didn't bother showering. I would just get sweaty again in a few hours. Instead I pulled on a jock strap, thinking it would do the best at restraining my monster. I stepped into a pair of dark grey chinos, and put on a white shirt. It was good enough for a Saturday morning therapy session. I downed a bowl of cereal, then packed a small bag of supplies for the parTy. I had no idea how the weekend would play out, so I added a few grams of tina to my party kit, and made sure there were some clean points, among the other supplies already packed away. The office was usually only fifteen minutes away. In the light weekend morning traffic, I made it in twelve. I unlocked, and turned on the lights. In the ten minutes before the appointment, I reviewed my notes from our last session. Ian had been planning to go to a porn shoot; it would have been the last weekend. I hadn't written down where it was, but I remembered it being somewhere like Palm Springs. How he had fared in that endeavor would likely be the first topic of our therapy session. Right on time, Ian showed up. He walked into the office, and took a seat on the couch opposite me. He was wearing a white tank-top with dark blue pair of running shorts. With his legs spread wide, there was the barest hint of his dick pressing against the fabric. There was a nervous energy emanating from him; even as I studied him sitting still there on the couch, he seemed to be almost vibrating energy. "Hey Doc," he said. It was his standard introduction. "Good morning, Ian," I said. "How are you doing today?" That was my standard introduction with all my patients. "Not bad. Not bad at all." His hand brushed against his groin, and stayed there a second too long. When it returned to his side, his penis was clearly stretching out the thin fabric. I wondered if my own shaft was as prominent from where I was sitting. "That's good," I said. "Week go well?" Ian nodded in agreement. His torso flexed, and I saw his nipples outlined in his tank top. "Yeah," Ian said. "It went really well." "And you had a job over the weekend?" "Yeah," he smiled, thinking back. "Went well. Paid well too." He paused for a moment. He looked down. "But." "Yeah?" I asked. "At the end. The producer. He pulled me aside." There was another silence from Ian. I waited. Patients hated silence; Ian would fill it up soon enough. "He asked if I wanted to make serious money. Like thousands of dollars." "How much do you normally get paid?" "Five hundred a scene. But he offered me ten times that." "What's the catch," I asked. There was always a catch. I focused on my breathing for a second, preparing myself for having to call the police after this session. It had happened before, and it would ruin the weekend. "Bareback," he said. I was a bit surprised; I hadn't realized that there were any videos still being made with rubbers. I had stopped using them over a decade ago, and I couldn't remember the last time a guy asked me for one. "I mean. I've always been about safer sex in my movies." Although we had talked about his sex life, I had always assumed that he went raw. "Always safer sex?" I asked. It was so unimaginable to me that Ian had never had the pleasure of ejaculating unencumbered by a rubber. Or had felt the warmth of another man breeding him. "Well. Especially on screen. Where people can see it." "But?" I asked. "Always? All the time?" He had done crystal several times before. No one partied and used rubbers. It just wasn't done. "Well. Not always. Sometimes. Sometimes it's hard to remember. You know. When you're in the zone." "So, you have barebacked before." I wasn't going to let him off easy. "Yeah," he finally admitted. He looked down; I followed his torso down. His cock had grown even harder. I could see the shaft pressed against his shorts. "But only clean guys," he said. "You know." I nodded. He looked away; he realized just what he had said. I was going to save it, use it later when it would do the most good. "Did you like it," I asked. He smiled, knowing he had been spared an awkward combination. "Yeah," he said. He reached for his crotch again, this time intentionally trying to adjust his dick. He didn't succeed; I could see the tip of his erection snaking down the leg of his gym shorts. "Yeah, I did." He adjusted himself again. "A lot, actually." "I can tell." I was going to call out his erection. It was getting increasingly hard to ignore. I shifted slightly; I had the advantage of a jock strap and pants to keep my monster in check. "The idea. It turns you on?" "Yeah," he said. He shifted, but it did no good. "But, you know, you gotta be careful." I nodded again. Another one of those tells. His dickhead was sticking out of his shorts, the tip glistening with pre-cum. The boy was curiously detached from it, like he wasn't even aware how much was on display. "Yeah. You've said 'careful' and 'clean' about barebacking" I said. "What does 'clean' mean to you?" "You know?" he said, looking me in the eye, but not realizing how little that answer meant. I shook my head in response. I wanted him to articulate his fears. Only by putting them out there, for us to discuss dispassionately, would he understand if they were real, or just barriers he had put up for himself. "I'm not sure if I understand," I finally said. "You know. No drugs. Healthy," he said. He looked to me for a response, but I was quiet. It was his job to talk. It was mine to listen, understand, and diagnose. "Like, well, no diseases," he stammered. "or anything like that." I smiled. He relaxed. "I think I understand." I paused for a moment. My dick was throbbing. I was desperate for relief; if Ian didn't provide it, at least there would be some unfortunate bottom at the party later. Ian licked his lips, then licked them again. I realized where his curious energy had been coming from. He was tweaking. I smiled again; Ian smiled as well, unaware of the power I now held over him. "But, you've used drugs before, haven't you?" "Yeah," Ian said. He looked down, yet still managed not to notice his dickhead sticking out of his shorts. He was pretty far gone already. "Yeah, I have." "When was the last time you used drugs?" I asked. I wondered if he was going to tell me the truth. "Um," he said, and then paused. He looked down, and suddenly noticed how hard his cock had gotten. "Oh fuck," he grunted, as he quickly crossed his legs to shield me from the view. "I'm sorry. I didn't notice." "Oh, it's been fine," I said. I shifted in my chair, just enough to reveal my own hard-on. The boy's eyes immediately darted down, staring at my crotch, before I shifted again, hiding it. Just the few quick seconds was enough to activate Ian. "But you haven't answered my question. When did you last smoke some tina?" I stared him in the eyes, daring him to look down. "Um," he said. He broke contact with me, and looked down. He wasn't daring a look at my crotch; he was staring at his feet. "Well," he stammered again. "Go ahead," I said. "Well. I smoked a little in the parking lot before I came in here. Not much. Just a little." If he had to tell me that he hadn't smoked much three times, I was pretty sure he had smoked a lot. I remained silent. I wanted to see how he thought I would react. "I don't know why. I just needed a bit of a release." "No," I said, smiling, and leaning forward slightly. "I understand. And it helps me to know where you are. Did you use in Palm Springs?" I reached beside my chair and unzipped my backpack. He looked down, unable to meet my eyes. "Yeah," he finally said, mumbling. "What did you say?" I asked. Again, he was going to own his actions and beliefs. "Yeah, I partied in Palm Springs. I was the bottom for five guys. It made it easier." I thought it would have been a lot easier if he hadn't used rubbers, but didn't say anything yet. "And you smoked this morning?" I asked. "Why?" "I don't know," Ian answered. I remained silent. It was barely five seconds before he spoke again. "Maybe. Maybe to make it easier to talk about some things." "What kind of things?" I asked. I reached into my backpack and pulled out the case that held my torch and pipe. I had carefully filled it earlier, so there would be plenty for both of us. "Really, the bareback thing." He looked back up at me. He stared at first, then his eyes darted back and forth between my two hands. I was holding the pipe in one hand, the torch in the other. His eyes were growing wide with disbelief. "I think maybe I should join you, in the clouds, as it were." I said. "Yeah," he said, laughing. The laugh reminded me how young he was; maybe barely mid-twenties, he hadn't yet seen enough pain or trouble in the world to change his laugh. "Yeah. You should." "Come here," I said, pointing to a space on the ground just a few feet from me. "I want to share this with you." "What?" he asked, but it was too late. I had stuck the pipe in my mouth, and was already heating up the bowl. I had done the slightest hit that morning, when I had loaded up the pipe. It was just enough to remind me how good getting spun was. It was also just enough to remind me how pure the crystal was. I had expected it would have been several more hours before I could get spun. I hadn't expected this turn of events, but I was going to run with it. I inhaled a nice hit from the pipe and the thick clouds filled my lungs. I pointed to the ground in front of me. I exhaled a big cloud. It took a second to drift away enough that I could even see Ian. "I'd hate to waste the next hit as well," I said. "Come here, Ian." I put a bit more emphasis in his name, hoping he heard the subtle change from suggestion to command. He stood up and paused for a moment. I kept my eyes glued on him, watching the struggle. "We can both do well to lose some inhibitions, don't you think," I asked him. "Yeah," he said, and took another few steps towards me. "It's easy to talk to you today." "It has been," I said. "You think that's the crystal you did? Or something else?" "I don't know," Ian replied. He was standing in front of me, right where I wanted him. "But," he started, before stopping. He was scared of the options in front of him. If he knelt down, he would get spun, and he didn't quite know just how far he would go. "You don't have to. We can just say we've reached the limit of how I can help you," I said. That set up the alternative in high contrast. It wasn't that he would go too far. It was that he wouldn't go anywhere. For a young man, still hungry for the world, the decision was easy. He knelt down right in front of where I was sitting. His face was at the same level as my face. It would be easy to push him down to my crotch. "I'm nervous. But I think this is the right thing." "I think so too," I said, as I held the torch under the glass pipe. "Any time you want, just say the word, and we can stop." "What's the word," he asked. It was clearly not the first time he had been told a safe word. "Taxi," I said. I stuck the pipe in my mouth, and inhaled. The crystal had been warm, so it melted quickly. Even the tiny bit escaping from the top of the bowl was a thick cloud. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the strange and familiar feelings of the cloud filling my lungs. "Taxi," Ian repeated. "I hope I don't need one." I let the torch go out, but I still took a few more puffs from the cooling pipe before also putting it down. "May I?" he asked. I nodded, and he leaned in. Our lips met; his lips were soft and warm. I immediately wondered what they would feel like if they were wrapped around my dick. I exhaled into him, forcing the thick plume to fill his lungs. He inhaled right on cue, and none of the potent plume escaped. As his lungs filled up with the tina, he relaxed a bit. His body was no longer tense, and then, in a moment of hedonistic adventure, he let his tongue brush against my lips. I immediately responded by running the tip of my tongue against his. He didn't pull away, instead, he brushed his tongue against mine, drawing me into his mouth. Right then, his lungs filled up, and he had to pull away. I exhaled the rest of the cloud, a thick masterpiece that was already making it difficult for me to think clearly. "You ok," I asked. He nodded, then exhaled his hit. It was a dense white cloud that slowly drifted down to the floor. "Yeah," he said. "That was intense. Good. But intense." "You want more?" I asked, motioning towards the still-smoking pipe I held in one hand. "I'm going to do another hit." "You think I should?" he asked. "You get spun during the week? Or was the last time in Palm Springs." "I was so high there. I didn't come down until I got back. So nothing. Until now." "And you were high during filming last weekend?" I wasn't sure if I bought his comment that he had never barebacked on camera. Not that there were any cameras in my office. Or, maybe better, no cameras today. I put the torch under the bowl, and waited for the familiar pings of crystal melting. "Yeah," he said. "I was pretty much bottom the entire weekend. So, it didn't matter than much." The bowl was now smoking, so I took the stem in my mouth. I inhaled deeply, feeling that perfect first draw fill my lungs. "Fuck, that looks good," he said. I nodded in agreement, and then I closed my eyes, to enjoy better the rush of pleasure sweeping my body. Several deep puffs later, my lungs were filled. "Come," I said, motioning for him to take my hit again. His lips were just as soft as before, but maybe a bit warmer and a bit more welcoming. Almost as soon as I began to exhale, he pressed his tongue into my mouth. I pushed back; the provocation was more than enough consent for me. I was free to enjoy him until he uttered the safe word. There was just one last disclosure I had to deal with. But it wasn't quite yet the time to do it. As I forced the clouds of crystal into his lungs, we continued to kiss. We hadn't yet given each other permission to touch bodies, so it was a surprisingly chaste kiss given the circumstances of exchanging a mind-altering drug. But it was an intimacy we had never shared before. I wondered how many hits he had done in the parking lot, to get him spun up and worked up about barebacking. There was still plenty of time to explore exactly what had driven him to this point. But for now, it was enough for us to tongue-duel, swap spit, and exchange clouds. "Fuck," Ian finally said, as I broke off our extended shotgun-kiss pleasure. We both exhaled the thick cloud in each other's faces, blocking our view for a second. We both leaned in and kissed each other again. I reached out, wrapped my arm around the young man, and pulled him against my body. He had already been hitting he pipe hard. His body was hot against me, to the point that I could feel his warmth even through the two layers of fabric. With my free hand, I reached down and stroked his cock. He was still rock-hard, his dick straining against the thin fabric of his gym shorts. "It's a pretty impressive piece of tackle you're bringing. What's the event?" "Damn, that feels good," he moaned as I stroked his cock some more. "Yeah?" I asked. I continued to stroke his dick. His cock wasn't massive; probably about 7.5" long, with a decent heft to it. His erection was the painful hardness of youth; even before I started stroking it felt more like a steel rod than a cock. My attention only turned it to diamond. "What got you so aroused?" I continued. "Fuck," Ian moaned. I stopped stroking his cock. I wanted an answer to my question which meant that I had to remove some of the distractions. "Fuck. Just everything. Thinking about last weekend. Thinking about sex. Thinking about getting spun. Thinking about barebacking." "Well. You like barebacking, right?" Ian nodded. His body shook, just enough for his dick to rub against my hand. "What do you like about it?" "I've only done it a few times. But the connection. Feeling a man inside me, so close to me. Or once, being inside him. Knowing he accepted every part of me." "Do you talk about it with your partners?" I asked. "No," he said. "It's always just happened." He looked away from me. "I mean. We're usually partying. And one thing leads to another." "Of course," I said. "And then his cock ends up inside me. And he's breeding me." He started to blush. "Damn. I can't believe I'm talking about this. About partying and barebacking. I mean, with you." "Why is that?" I asked. "Well," Ian said. He looked down and his face turned even redder. "I mean. You're hot. That beard. With the bit of grey. Hairy chest?" he asked, finally looking back at me. I nodded, and unbuttoned my shirt. I hadn't bothered with an undershirt today, and the thick pelt over my chest readily emerged as I opened up my shirt. I spent enough time at the gym for it show, and Ian clearly appreciated it. "Damn," Ian said. "That's..." His eyes darted up and down, left and right, not sure quite where to focus. I was really feeling the tina; inhibitions were being lifted from me. No longer was I a therapist, nor was Ian my patient any more. Instead, I was a man, confident, horny, and demanding. I threw caution to the wind, and unbuckled my belt. Ian watched, mouth open. I undid my fly. I had on the jockstrap, but my erection was already straining against my erection. "Fuuuuck," he finally said. "Yeah?" I asked. "You like to bareback with clean guys, don't you?" He nodded. "'Healthy,' I think you said." He also licked his lips. If the tina was hitting me, it was walloping him. He was practically vibrating now, he was so spun up. Plus, he was hungry. He needed sex. "Yeah," he said, his eyes still darting from my eyes to my beard to my chest to my dick, and then back again. "What about me?" I asked. "Do I pass your bar." "Damn." He reached out and put his hand on my chest. He ran his fingers through my chest hair, over my stomach, and grazed over my dick. "Fuuuuck," he said, as he realized just how thick my shaft was. "You're fucking hot," he said, his hand noticeably resting on my dick. "Have you ever played around with a poz guy before?" I asked. He looked at me a bit uncertainly. "I mean, you know. Someone you knew was infected." "No," he said. It was such a simple word, and it cut off so many possibilities. But yet, what he said, and what he did were two very different things. His subconscious left little doubt at his feelings: his already spun-out pupils grew even wider, and his hand, formerly just resting on my dick, now started to rub it. "I mean, at least not that I know of." "Do you want to?" "I dunno. I mean. Isn't it...um, well, dangerous?" "It really depends. It depends on who you are playing with. If they are undetectable, then, it's safe. But some guys have a high viral load. They can be pretty dangerous. It also depends on what you're doing. Anal is the least safe. And of course, making out is absolutely safe." "What about sucking dick?" he asked. "With an undetectable guy," I said. "It's totally safe." This step, the normalization of risk and deviance, was an important one. I wanted to lower Ian's defenses and re-set his personal risk levels. "Go all the way. It's safe." He smiled. "Even if I swallow his load?" "Even swallowing cum. It's safe." I paused. Ian licked his lips again, but didn't say anything for a moment. Finally, he broke down and spoke. "Can I have another hit from the pipe?" he asked. I smiled. He needed a bit more encouragement, and I was eager to provide it. Besides, I wanted another hit from the pipe. "Of course," I said. "But, we're going to share it." I grabbed the pipe and torch from the table. I lit the torch and started to heat the bowl. It was still pretty full. I hated trying to re-fill a pipe when I was high. "Good. I want to share this with you." There was a hint of submission in Ian's voice; radically different from the cocky young man I normally encountered. Ian had his hands still wrapped around my dick, so he felt it twitch and stiffen at the thought. "Damn," Ian muttered, squeezing my dick. "Take off your shorts for me," I said. Ian hesitated. "I want to see you naked," I said, emphasizing that this was not a polite request but a firm order. He stood up, slowly, and pushed down his gym shorts, just to the point where his dick would break free. He looked at me, knowing exactly what he wanted to do, but needing one more nudge to convince him. "Go on," I said. "You're a really hot boy." He blushed, and pushed his gym shorts down. His cock sprung free, a bit of pre-cum already at the tip. I stuck the pipe in my mouth, and as Ian stepped out of his shorts, I sucked down the thick white clouds. He bent over for a second, just long enough for him to flash me a glimpse of his ass. I could tell he had shaven it for the porn shoot; it was smooth and perfect. I wanted to stick everything up there: my fingers, my tongue, my dick, maybe my fist. But all that would come later. Today, it was about breaking down the primary defenses. After that, it would all be easy. I motioned for him to join me in the hit. He quickly pulled off his tank-top, and fell back down to his knees. His chest was mostly smooth, but I could see where the hair had been shaven off, hiding his Mediterranean heritage. The last outposts of his masculine fur were his thick pubes, his hairy legs, and the stubble on his face. I sucked down the last bit from the pipe, then set it aside. Ian was clearly no stranger to shotgunning, because our lips met precisely. I exhaled, he inhaled, and together, we spun each other up. I can't remember when we stopped exchanging the clouds, and started just making out. But it was after we had started grabbing on each other's dicks. Several minutes later, Ian finally broke off the kiss. "Dr. Weston," he said. "I think you can call me Ben from now on," I interrupted. "We're holding each other's dicks in our hands." "Ben," he started. "Are you, um," he started, and then mumbled a bit. I leaned in to try to hear him better. "I mean. Are you poz?" "Yeah," I said. "I'm poz."

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: 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.

Part 11 I was naked in bed trying to get some rest when Tyson climbed in with me. He was also naked and surprised me when he dove down on my soft cock. He sure learned quickly how to suck cock or was it natural instinct. It didn’t take long before his excellent oral skills had me rock hard. Tyson straddled my body and with the remnants of cum in his ass and the spit he put on my cock, slid easily down on my hard tool. He began to ride me like an experienced slut trying to milk a load out of me. I grabbed his hips and began to thrust up into his ass. It you a few moment until I felt that all familiar tingle in my balls before I began to unload deep in Tyson's ass. Shortly after I began to fill by brother with my poz cum he shouted out, “OH FUCK!!” At that moment he began to cum without ever touching his cock. My little brother has cum (pun intended) a long way from straight jock to willing cum dump. After both of our orgasms my cock slowly softened and slipped out of Ty's ass he cuddled up with me as we feel asleep. When we wrote up in the morning Tyson seemed to becoming more aware of the events of the past 24 hours as well as the past week. We knew he had changed in many ways as he recanted how he felt when he got fucked, but what he realized he craved more was a guy cumming in his ass. He didn’t say much to me over the next few hours until he received a mysterious text (from Steven). He didn’t recognized the number, but I did. He read it to me, ‘If you don’t want it getting out all over your school and to your parents that your nothing but than a faggot addicted to cock, cum and Tina you’ll be at the following address.’ The text message was followed by a video clip of my brother impaled on Steven’s cock as he was received his slam. Tyson freaked out for a moment, “What the fuck. If this gets out ok be locked off the football team, my friends will make fun of me and dad will disown me and probably kick me out of the house.” The only answer I had for him was, “Them I guess you better go see what this person has to say.” Tyson asked if I’d go with him to meet this person. I agreed I’d go with him although I knew Steven wanted him to come alone. Tyson texted back ‘I’ll be there as instructed.’ Steven then texted ‘You are to come alone.’ Tyson read the text to me before texting back, ‘Understood.’ I told Tyson that I’m sure there wouldn’t be a problem if I drove him to meet with whomever this person was. Tyson appreciated the offer. We both showered and ate some breakfast before heading out. Tyson didn’t say a word as we drove over to where Steven wanted to meet him. I knew the place although I’ve never been there before. It was a cheap apartment Steven kept for his writing boys to ceash in if they didn't have any other place to stay. When we pulled up to the apartment building I could tell Tyson was scared and nervous. He got out of the car, walked up to the apartment building door and paused for a moment before he went inside. I pulled out my phone and logged into a camera Steven had mounted in the apartment (one of many he had to keep an eye on his boys) that he gave me access to so I could watch him completely make Tyson one of his male bitches. As I logged into the camera I saw Steven sitting on the couch watching TV. On the TV screen I found clearly see Tyson getting fucked by one of the men at the party last night. The scene kept switching every few minutes with on of the scene showing when he got slammed. I heard Tyson knock on the door and Steven yell out to him, “Come in.” You could see the fear in Tyson’s expression and body language as he walked through the door. I was sure Steven knew the had my little brother right where he wanted him, Steven knew he owned his ass. Steven told Tyson, “Come over here and have a seat. I have some video entrainment playing for you on the TV.” Tyson walked over and joined Steven on the couch. He looked at the TV seeing himself in the video and you could see the ‘deer in headlights’ expression on his face. It was a look of fear, a look that he knew he was trapped and was ready to do anything to keep this from getting out. They both sat in silence for a couple minus while the video played. Tyson spoke on a quivering tone, “What do you want to keep this quiet?” Steven stood up, moved right on front of Tyson, looked down at him with a dominant stare and said, “Is not what I want, it’s what I have. I own your ass. As long as you do as I tell you without questioning me you're ‘little secret’ will be safe with me. I will make you one promise, whatever I have you do will never interfere with your playing football. I want you to be the jock you were born to be. That jock boy appearance will help make me a lot of money on your ass.” I thought Tyson was going to cry, but before he could do anything Steven added, “Now you can show me what am obedient slut you can be. I want you naked. From now on whenever you’re in his apartment or my place you are to be naked.” Steven then pulled his cock out and told Tyson, “Suck my cock.” As if he was on auto pilot (out maybe it was now it was instinct) Tyson took Steven’s manhood into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Steven’s cock was growing the he gave his new whore additional instructions, “I want this entire cock in your throat now” while grabbing the base if his cock. Tyson tried several times to deep throat Steven's massive cock, but he wasn’t hanging any success. Steven realized that if my little brother was going to deep throat him he was going to need a little assistance. That’s when he’s placed both hands behind Tyson’s head and pushed his cock into Ty’s throat. The position of the camera wasn’t the best, but I could barely make out the expression Ty made as Steven's cock filled his throat moving his ability to breathe. Steven held Tyson’s head in place keeping his skull impaled on his cock as he said, “You’ve got a nice throat. Make my cock feel good as it drops my pre cum directly into your stomach.” Steven was good at training his writing boys. I could tell he was testing Tyson’s ability to suck cock and , I’m sure shortly, to swallow a real man’s load without question. Rod and I had Tyson deep throating cock and swallowing cum earlier I the week, but none of the cocks we ‘trained’ him on were as big or delivered the quantity of cum like Steven. Steven withdrew his cock from Tyson’s throat instructing him, “Better take a good breath when you can” before plunging back in deep. Steven repeated this over and over until he was satisfied that his new whore had the ability to deep throat his massive cock. His next few words to Ty were to instruct him on the honor and privilege of swallowing another man’s cum. With his hands still behind Ty’s head as he face fucked my little bro, Steven said, “When a real man gives you the gift of his cum you thank him. If he cums down your throat you than him after your swallowed every last drop and if you come while fucking your ass you squeeze his cock to milk every last drop of their load. I know from experience that when Steven cums inn a guys mouth it is not at all easy to keep up with the volume and swallow it all and there is no way to hold all of Steven’s cum in his mouth if the guy on the receiving end doesn’t start swallowing when Steven starts to cum. I was curious to see how Ty would do when that moment came. Suddenly with little warning Steven pulled his cock out of Tyson’s throat with a grunt as the began to feed my little bro his load. Tyson surprised Steven (and me) as he began to gulp down the cum being deposited in his mouth. As he did he best to keep up with the volume of the cum Steven was providing, eventually the magnitude of the load size caught up with him and it began to seep out of the corners of Tyson's mouth. After Steven had finished cumming Tyson immediately thanked him for his load and as to not disappoint his new pimp he licked up any cum that he was not able to swallow that had dribbled from his mouth. Although he didn’t swallow all of Steven’s cum, he did manage to swallow the majority of his load. Steven was impressed with my little bro’s abilities. Knowing that I was watching he commented, “Looks lie your big brother taught you well” while looking up at the camera. He already knew start a great ass he had how he could take a fucking, but with Tyson in this new position ass his whore, Steven couldn’t resist riding his ass again. Steven had Tyson sitting on the couch as a prepared point and a tourniquet were pulled out. Steven then quickly slammed my brother. As Tyson coughed out a couple times (I could tell this slam was no where near as strong as the one be previously received from Steven) as Steven hoisted Ty's legs on his shoulders and quickly sunk his entire length of his cock inside his slammed up hole. Steven then proceeded to pound my brother without mercy. I’m sure I his semi high condition Tyson knew he was getting fucked and was powerless to do anything about it. I knew between his getting fucked at Joe’s party and the fucking Steven was giving him, he’d quickly learn from Steven that he’d have no input in who gets to fuck him. Tyson took that hard fucking from Steven for a good 45 minutes to an hour before Steven unloaded deep inside his gut. During that time Steven kept telling him, “Your ass now begins to me. I will tell you who gets to fuck you and for how long you will be fucked.” When Steven was very cock when finally did breed my brother saying loud enough for him to hear, “FUCK! Take my dirt, diseased, HIV positive cum whore.”

I guess it was a case of being at the right place at the right time. During CSD there are alot of sexparties/afterhours all weekend long. I started on friday with the biggest fetish-sex party there was, went to a club (with a play area of course) to party after which was across the street from a bathhouse. I assume i got (very fucking) lucky that weekend. I‘ve never gotten remotely close to that after all.

Was a straight guy before i was fucked for the first time by a dick last year.I found my goal in life now,being a total sub for real man. Now all i want is cock, I’m a 100% fag .So there are many things on the bucket list todo.

6. "You what!?" shouted Rick in disbelief. "Fuck yeah, I'm telling you, he is hung, nine inches or more! He fucks like a pro and gives good head too! And I think I just helped him discover he's into piss! Plus you should have heard him begging for my toxic load!" Fuck! Rick couldn't believe it. Just yesterday, he found out his nephew was gay and if that wasn't enough of a shock, today his boyfriend was reporting he had fucked Rick's nephew, filling his ass with toxic cum, which apparently, Tony had enjoyed. Rick should have been so angry, but he couldn't find find any: he was too much of a pig for that. In fact at that moment his cock was rock hard, a point which Danny apparently notice. "Oooh, I see you like the idea baby." said Danny as he stepped closer and grabbed Rick's hard dick through his jeans adding "I have a few ideas! We should give it a few days and then...." That night they ended up fucking so hard, they almost broke the bed. They did it as loud as they could, with a lot of loud dirty talk. They made sure Tony heard them in the other room. 7. Tony had just finished his first two weeks at college, and thanks to his daily trips to the gym with Uncle Rick and Danny, could already see evidence of actual progress. In the past he had only worked-out two or three times a week and only at home, so his progress had been minimal. His new regime, however, meant his biceps were already bigger, as were his leg muscles and pecs. His abs were now more defined and even his shoulers and back seemed a little broader! Other than that, however, nothing very exciting was happening. So far he found his school fun, and had attended a few parties with new found friends. On the other hand he hadn't had sex since the shower with Danny, but his Uncle and Danny have been getting it on almost every single night! He could swear it! And holy shit were they loud! His dick always got hard as rock whenever his Uncle or Danny talked about recharging the other's poz hole with his toxic cum. He has also done a bit of research, and had watched a lot of bareback, hardcore and piss porn, he also visited a lot of sites with the themes of HIV, read a lot of poz erotic fiction and was jerking off to it nonstop! After several weeks Tony concluded Danny hadn't pozzed him, as Tony hadn't experienced the fuck flu about which he had learned from the sites he was visiting. But Tony definitely found the idea of being pozzed so damn hot! He wasn't sure what to do. It was Friday and Tony, who had just walked through the door having come home from school, was approached by his Uncle who asked "Hey Tony, Danny and I are gonna go out with our friends tonight. I was wondering if you'd like to come along." "You know, we could show you one of our favorite places and get some of our friends to meet you." added Danny. "Uhmmm....sure. I'd love that!" said Tony and hurried to his room to get dressed. 8. As soon as they entered the bar, Tony noticed something unusual about the bar. He didn't see any women! The bar was full of men! Even the strippers dressed only in jockstraps or speedos were guys. Another thing he noticed was, that while some men in the bar were dressed casually, some wore more...revealing clothes, for example: he just spotted a guy on his left that was wearing big leather boots and leather pants with what seemed like a removeable crotch! And on top he was only wearing a harness! Tony looked at Danny all confused, but he just winked at him. Rick and Danny finally spotted their friends, who were waving at them, sitting at the bar table on stools. The two men stood up and hugged Tony's uncle and Danny. "Guys, this is my nephew Tony that I told you about." said uncle Rick, nodding his head towards Tony. "Hi, It's so nice to meet you!" said one of the men and the other one nodded. " Tony, these are our friends. This is Sam, and this is Duke!" Tony shook both of their hands and they sat at the bar table. Tony was checking those two men out. The younger one, Sam, who (as he later found out) was 26 years old. He seemed very tall, around 6.3 and was very good looking with dark hair, hazel eyes and a physique to die for! He was wearing casual jeans, but with leather boots and a tight black shirt showing off his muscles. The older one, Duke was 39, was about 6 feet tall, was Latin, with darker skin than Danny's was, also muscular and was wearing more casual clothes, although his tanktop was showing off his muscles as well. "What will you have?" asked Sam. "Nothing for me." said Rick and added: "but get Tony a drink." "We're off dancing anyway, so we'll leave you guys to it ." said Danny with a smile and left with Rick towards the dancefloor and the strippers. "So what will you have stud?" asked Sam with a grin. "I don't know to be honest, I'm kind of surprised that uncle Rick wants me to get a drink." laughed Tony. "Why is that?" asked Duke. "Well, I'm not 21 yet." "Oh fuck that, the bartenders here don't give a shit. Plus I've always considered that law bullshit." "Ok then. What are you guys drinking?" asked Tony nervously. "I'm drinking scotch and here Sammy is having some good beer." replied Duke. "I think I'll have the beer!" Sam waved at the bartender and ordered two beers. The beer came and they started sipping and talking a bit. "So, how's college Tony?" asked Sam "It's nice, I've made a few friends and went to a few parties. I like it so far!" "Any boyfriend?" "Oh, I'm not out, but I guess my uncle already knows, since he took me a gay bar." he laughed. "But no, I don't have one." "Really? I would guess guys would tear each other apart for a chance with you." laughed Duke. Tony chuckled and went a little red. After the third beer, Tony's bladder started calling. "Listen guys, I have to go take a piss, does anyone know where the bathroom is?" "Yeah, sure. I'll go with you. I might have to let it out as well." smiled Sam and led him to the bathroom. 9. The bathroom was very simple. Plain white everything. Tony noticed a black door in the back of the bathroom, but didn't really think about where it leads. He stood up to the nearest urinal and Sam took the one next to him. Tony pulled his pants down and tried to let out his stream. He couldn't let the piss out, because his dick had started to go hard! "Aahh, shit!" he cursed. "What's wrong?" asked Sam sounding entertained. "Uhmmm...nothing." said Tony embarassed. At that moment Sam looked over at Tony's crotch. "Fuck!" he said. Tony looked at him confused. "Someone is packing!" "Uhmmm...thanks." said Tony, but he couldn't even finish. Sam reached over and grabbed his dick. Tony looked at Sam with a question in his eyes. "Don't worry, not here." Sam laughed. "Wow, how big are you? It must be bigger than mine! And I'm usually the big one." he continued completely mesmerized by Tony's long, fat cock. "It's 9 inches." said Tony confidently. "No! It must be bigger. Mine's 9 inches and this seems bigger." said Sam, while stroking Tony. "Well....I don't really measure it. Last time I did, was when I turned 17." "It can be bigger by now for sure." said Sam with a grin. "Come with me!" said Sam with a grin and led Tony to the black door.

4. The rest of the afternoon wasn't that interesting for Dan, although his dick was constantly getting hard from thinking about the gym showers and Tony. That boy was horse-hung, good looking, nice AND wild! Damn was he a knockout. Rick had some sort of meeting in the evening, although it was Saturday, so at around 7, he left and said he wasn't gonna be home until 10. Tony and Dan were sitting in the living room and talking a little. Talking about how it works in the city, what places should Tony check out and so on. Naturally, before long they found themselves talking about what happened earlier in the gym showers. "Uhm.... Dan, where... and why did you get those tattoos and piercings?" "Please Tony, call me Danny like everyone does." laughed Danny. "Well I know a guy, who runs a tattoo and piercing parlor, who I can hook you up with by the way, if you want. And well, I just thought most of them looked really hot, but some have a special meaning. "How about that biohazard symbol?" "Oh, well that one means...that I... have HIV," said Danny carefully. Tony looked confused. "Tony, I'm poz. "Oh, I..." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." "It's... okay," said Tony. "Wait! You don't mind? You aren't freaked out?" asked Danny surprised. "Actually It...it actually made the shower scene so much hotter" confessed Tony. "Really? Well that's nothing to be ashamed of. Many guys think it's hot to be poz, they even try to get HIV! Before we got it, me and your uncle were chasing as well." said Danny. "Uhmm...oh." said Tony confused, not sure how to process this information. "Anyway, I'm off to the shower. If you wanna talk about it some more, I'll be happy to help Tony." said Danny with a wink and left for the bathroom. 5. Danny was in the shower, his dick hard from all the thoughts of Tony and his big cock, that were overflowing him. Suddenly, he heard the bathroom door open and soon the shower door did as well. He turned around to find Tony was standing in front of the shower. Naked. His full nine inches hard and dripping precum. "Come on in!" said Danny with a grin. Tony stepped into the shower and started kissing Danny all over. 'Damn, this is getting interesting', thought Danny as they made out, kissing other necks and Tony started to go down down on Danny, licking and kissing every inch of his body, stopping at the nipple rings and twisting them, which made Danny go crazy. He got to Danny's cock, started sucking it furiously and even licked his balls a few times! He was good. Real good for an 18 year old. After a few minutes, he popped out the cock from his mouth and slapped it on his tongue again. "You want some piss baby?" asked Danny. "What? I've never done that before." "We can try if you want." "Uhm...ok I guess." "Well open up then!" Tony opened his mouth wide. "Here it comes!" said Danny as he released the pressure and started pissing in Tony's mouth. Tony was barely fast enough to swallow. He was gulping down the piss and then decided to let it pour all over his body. Danny finished pissing and asked: "You like it?" "Fuck yeah!" said Tony. "Let's switch." Danny got on his knees and Tony stood up and leaned against the wall. Danny sucked him off. And then after a few minutes, Tony asked: "Can I piss on you?" "Hell yeah you can!" said Danny. With that Tony let out a thick stream of piss from his huge dick. Danny drank a bit and let the rest of it rain all over him. "Fuck me Danny!" said Tony all of a sudden. "Really? Are you sure? I only fuck bare and I am poz, remember?" "I don't fucking care!" moaned Tony. "Fuck, you're turning into one wild pig!" exclaimed Danny. Tony bent over against the wall, just like Danny in the gym earlier. Danny got on his knees and started eating out Tony's tight ass, sticking his tongue in and out, while Tony's cock was throbbing and he was moaning. Then he did the same with his fingers. One at first, then two and then three. Then he stood up and was so horny he didn't think anymore really. He rammed his 7.5 inches into Tony's tight ass. Tony roared "FUCK!" With that Danny started fucking him like a rabbit, his hard cock furiously plowing the teen boy's ass, thinking to himself 'I'm gonna fill this boy's ass with my poz load soon'. As Danny was getting close, and he wanted to delay his orgasm, he and Tony changed positions: Danny picked Tony up and turned him belly up, fucking him as he was holding him in the air, ramming Tony into the wall. They were going at it for a few minutes and Danny was getting real close so he announced "I'm there!" "Oh fuck!" was Tony's response. "I'm about to fill your hot ass with my toxic load!" "Fuck yeah, dump it inside me!" "Yeah? You want me to poz you up?" "Fuck yeah, poz me!" "HERE IT CUMS, BOY!" roared Danny and started shooting gallons of his highly viral load inside Tony's hole just as Tony shot his hot neg load all over his chest and face.

Would love to see these videos, NastyRigPig! Love reading your posts & profile...would be fucking hot to see all you are describing.

First name - Artbottom Cell - 6263720338 Location - upland, ca 91786 Avail - M thru F 8am to 4pm Age - 40 Height - 5'7" Weight - 175 Ethnicity - Asian/Filipino