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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

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.

I prefer they stay in. But once in a 3some one guy pulled out and shot on my hole. Then told his friend: "your lube".

I don't think I could pull out even if I wanted to. .By nature I'm all in when I ejaculate that I go deep instead of the other way

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.

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.

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

Last night, I met some friends out for drinks. I parked my car on one of the side streets and hit a more popular microbrewery. The Detroit riverwalk area has a few straight pubs so we did a little hopping. I had already deep cleaned my ass before going out just in case some straight man got some liquid courage to try some ass instead of pussy. Not having eaten, I took my drinking slow, trying a lot of the specialty brews. A lot. Still, by the end of the night, I had a nice buzz and my friends were ready to go their separate ways. I decided to walk to a nearby coney (fast food diner) to help the buzz subside. I figured both the walk and a nice meal would help, and if not, a nap in the car would definitely help. So instead of taking Jefferson, the main road, I took a side road between Jefferson and the river. It was dark and the cool air felt good on my face. Only downside was the occasional drizzle leading to a light fog. I passed a dumpster by an abandoned building when nature called, I needed to take a leak. As I walked around the dumpster, I already had my pants unzipped, dick in hand when I was surprised to see two guys sitting, leaning against the wall, smoking and with a couple of paper-bagged bottles in their hands. The first guy was easily 6’4”, short curled dreads, dark ebony skin, maybe about 240lbs. Second guy was shorter, maybe 5’8”, really skinny, clothes too big for his frame. Both with beards and I noticed their athletic shoes were pretty worn. They didn’t smell too fresh, but I can appreciate a good man scent, either from gym workout or daily sweat. I’m sure I caught them off guard, as well, but it was two of them and one of me. I explained really quickly with slightly slurred speech that I just needed to take a leak. The big guy was gentle with me and said, sorry man, we’re hanging out here, cops don’t mess with us back here but let me take you around the building, show you a place with more privacy. He put his arm around me, looked back at his smaller friend and guided me to the back of the building. I didn’t get a scary vibe from the big guy at all, otherwise I would have taken off in a heartbeat. As he led me behind the building, pointed out that my shoe was untied. I thanked him and knelt down to tie it. He said he had to take a leak too and if I didn’t mind him doing the same. With that, he undid his pants and pulled out a really thick dark tool, about 7” easily, soft and uncut. He pulled the skin back partially and let loose a stream within 2 feet of my face. I just stopped tying my shoe and stared. His stream stopped but he left his dick hanging out. Gently, he pulled my head toward it and said, “open your mouth.” Without waiting, he rubbed his dick on my lips and pushed in. I could smell his masculine scent emanating from his balls just inside his zipper. I loved the way his ounces curled up tight just above his dick and he continued to massage my head as his meat got stiffer in my mouth. Not letting go of my head, mouthful of dick, I heard a voice behind me, the thin second guy. “Everything good?” “Oh Yeah,” the first guy said. “Then maybe it’s my turn to get a little action,” the skinny guy said. While keeping the first guy in my mouth, the little guy lifted me from the ground to where I was basically bent over sucking dick. The skinny guy undid my pants and pulled them to the ground. He then spread my ass cheeks and I felt a hot wet tongue digging deep in my hole. He continued eating my ass for about 5 solid minutes while the big guy’s dick was rock hard in my mouth to the point I was gagging and coughing out spit all over his dick. At this point, his pants were opened more, belt still cinched, but zipper spread, balls pulled out. Scrotum easily about the size of a medium orange, dick about 8-9 inches, 5 around. So the skinny guy stopped eating my ass and I heard the zipper then a thumping of flesh on my bent over ass. Then I heard some more spit being produced, felt my hole being roughly fingered, and then the head of his raw dick push against my hole. OWWWW!!!! The big guy held his dick firmly in my mouth, which kept my scream gagged as the skinny guy slowly pushed inside me. I had no idea how big he was but either for lack of lube or because he was just fucking huge, I could feel my hole being split open. The big guy chuckled gently and said, “damn, you’re gonna make this guy’s hole into a pussy. Never knew your dick was bigger than mine.” At that point, all I could do was accept the fact that I was being spit roasted in a back alley by two huge big black dicked men. (If my boyfriend had any idea, I would be so dead.) I felt the fucker shoot his first load and continue till he shot a second load deep up my ass. I knew it was a lot because I could feel a lot of pulses as he came. He pulled out with a squishy sound and the guy in my mouth pulled out and said, “my turn.” I had basically been nursing the huge guy since I couldn’t do much with something that long and thick. The skinny guy pulled around in front of me and it was then that I saw his size. I’m sure he must have done some damage because he was easily 10-11” long and I’m guessing definitely over 6 inches thick (my bf is 6 inches thick). His dick was slick with his cum and I could taste the damage he had done to my hole. The big guy behind me said, “ain’t no shame in getting a taste of my bruh before I smash.” And I felt his bearded mouth latch onto and literally chew on my puffed out cum coated anus. He pulled back, gave an Mmmmm, and pushed inside me. While he was big, he was nowhere as big as the skinny guy. So it was a little easier to take his dick, but he still stung as he slid in my damaged hole. At this point, I’m now on all 4s resting on a flattened cardboard box. Thick guy is fucking me from behind and skinny guy has his shirt off, pants down and has slid under me in a 69 position. I’m enjoying his softened dick, tasting a mixture of his cum and my damaged hole around his foreskin and musky spit-slickend balls. All the while, the skinny guy is getting a view of the thick guy, pants now around his ankles, giving me a good hard fuck. If anybody caught us fucking out in the open, we would be in a heap of trouble but the cops had more important things to do. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass, and I knew they were loaded. He thrust and long-dicked me for about 10 minutes before finally grunting loud and shoved in deep. I could definitely tell that he came because my cum-slick hole was now even more slick as he finished thrusting the last of his juices. Since I was close, I let the skinny guy continue to suck until I bust my load in his mouth. Big guy was still inside me and gave me a little hug, told me, “I could feel your ass squeeze my dick each time you spurted. That was hot.” I sucked him clean and we got dusted and dressed. I suggested that we go to the diner and I could buy them a meal as thanks for the fun time. They gladly accepted and we walked a few more blocks to the diner. We had a good conversation over the meal and they told me they get ass pretty often from guys like me walking from the bars, but I was the first Mexican guy they ever had. I asked if they could do it again sometime and they responded hell yeah, that if I’d be cool with it, they got a couple other friends who could join in from time to time and where they liked to hang out, under a certain bridge and at a certain park. And if maybe I could help by bringing a little something to drink and eat, they would be happy. Deal. Buzz gone, we left and we went our different ways but not before they pointed out my ass had a wet spot. Hot.

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

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.

Lately I've been trying to pay it forward a bit by breeding a few of my brother cumdumps, and I've been pretty amazed at how, um, clueless some of them seem to be in terms of how to host a breeding scene. As a no-load-refused spermwhore, I take a lot of pride in my work and really go out of my way to give the tops who unload in me a high quality experience, and it gives me a lot of grief for other load takers out there to be so totally fucking it up. Maybe I'm alone here, but I'm going to start a list of what NOT to do if you're going to put your ass up for anonymous guys to fuck and fill in the hopes that bottoms everywhere will up their game and give their tops a pump and dump to remember: 1. Bad lighting - seriously, the one fluorescent bulb at your cheap motel isn't doing you any favors. Use candles - fake ones if you have to - or at least bring the lights down low. 2. Regular TV playing - wtf? I didn't come to watch D-list celebrities hawk cheap crap on a late night infomercial - put some porn on, and if you don't have any, turn the TV off. 3. Bad music - you may be into hyper tweaker music, but there's a good chance the guy about to shoot his sperm in your hole isn't - this isn't a dance floor, so go with some mood music (google "good music to fuck to") or at least keep the volume down to where your moans are louder than anything. 4. No parking - probably a big issue only in bigger cities, but if you're hosting random tops you gotta let give em a place to park before they cream you - type up a set of instructions for access to your hole for dudes who drive and dudes who don't, and send em out in your FIRST hookup email. Sometime a top will make a choice on which local cumdump to breed on the basis of whose hole is easiest to access - don't give him any reason to resent the fact that getting his cock to your cunt is harder than he thought. 5. Security - wow, this one feels like a no-brainer, but for guys who are hosting ass-up in their apartment or renting a motel room - choose one with easy street access, and if you can't offer that, then let your breeders know about the security situation / how to minimize the weirdness of walking past it as soon as you offer your puss for service. Sorry for the rant - the intention was to start a forum for cumdumps to learn how to better serve their tops. Tops, if you have suggestions of your own, I hope you'll add em here.

After a night of hard drinking, I invariably wake up super early (after only 4-5 hours of sleep) with a need to feel a hard cock in my ass. Last night was one of those nights so this was one of THOSE mornings. I woke up at 5:30 and, as I often do, I hopped online and hit the usual sites - BBRT, A4A, Manhunt, and Doublelist. I don't normally have any luck and end up jerking off to some hot bb porn, but as soon as I logged into BBRT I got a message. He was a slender young white guy, mid 20s, with what looked like a solid 8-inch cock hanging between his legs. "U host?" he asked. Uh oh. That's the number one indicator that the conversation isn't going any further. "No, u?" I replied. "Sorry no. But if you're open to it I know a spot." Hmmmm. Public sex always intrigues me, and I have no problem being watched as I take cocks and loads, but I have a tough time being quiet while being pounded, and something told me this kid was gonna pound me. "Where?" "The 24-Hour [drug store] near you. Men's room. I'll be in there with the door unlocked at 6:30 sharp. Don't knock, just walk in." After a bit more back and forth about my inability to get fucked quietly, and assurances that it wouldn't be a problem, I got ready and headed out the door. What the hell, I figured, I could always grab some more lube and enemas while I was there. At 6:28 I walked into the all-night drug store. A lone employee looked up from behind the counter, nodded and went back to looking at his phone. My nervousness grew as I walked down an aisle of Easter candy toward the bathrooms. Outside the men's room door I paused and checked my phone - 6:30 am. I grabbed the doorknob, turned it, and pushed the door open. The sight that greeted me took my breath away. This fine, tall, slender guy was reclined on the toilet, holding a massive piece of meat with his right hand. He shook it at me when I walked in. "Get on your knees," he whispered, and I quickly obeyed. I took that cock into my mouth and savored the slight salty taste and musky scent. He wasn't freshly showered, as I usually prefer, but in that place in that moment I didn't care. I was extra turned on. I broke out my brown bottle, took a sniff, then slid my mouth down on his shaft until he was buried in my throat. He moaned quietly with pleasure as my tongue caressed his big, clean-shaven balls. I worked my throat up and down on that gorgeous cock, choking and gagging and covering it with that self-made, super-slick lube that works oh so well. After a few minutes on my knees, my desire got the best of me. I stood, dropped my pants, and rubbed a bit of that deep-throat saliva on my hole. In one motion I positioned myself over his cock head and sat down slowly. I felt the pressure as the tip popped inside. My hole opened and in a flash his entire length was deep in my ass. We both tried to muffle the noises we made as I grabbed the handicap rails and rode my ass up and down on that beautiful slab of meat. He reached up from behind me, sliding his hands under my shirt to find my nipples. He worked them hard, making my mind spin with pleasure as I worked his shaft. Then, all too soon, he whispered, "I'm gonna cum." "Cum in my ass," I hissed back, and that was all he needed. I sat down hard on his cock and held there, sitting on his lap and squeezing my sphincter as I felt that big cock pulse and dance and spurt its load deep inside me. I stayed like that for a moment after he finished cumming, then carefully stood, tightening my sphincter as he slipped out to keep as much of his juice inside me as I could. My pants were still around my ankles and I reached down into a pocket, pulling out a plug I brought just for the occasion. I handed it to him, and he knew what to do. I stood in front of him and belt over at the waist so he could slide the plug into my well-fucked hole. Once it popped in place, I stood, pulled up my pants, and walked over to the sink to wash up. It was only then that I noticed the drug store uniform folded neatly on the side of the sink. Surprised, I turned to look at him. "You work here?" I asked. "Isn't that a bit dangerous?" "Nah," he replied. "My friend working the register does the same thing. It's just the two of us. He looks out for me and I look out for him." I smiled and nodded, then reached for the doorknob. "Nice system. I had fun, thanks." As I opened the door, he said, "My friend texted me when you walked in. He just had someone in here so he isn't looking today, but next time he wants to take a turn once I've finished in you." The thought send shivers down my spine. "Anytime." The guy behind the counter watched me intently as I made my way back through the store. Walking to the door, I gave him a smile, which he returned with a big grin. Content, with that big load of baby batter secure in my hole, I stepped out into the morning air. And wouldn't you know it, I forgot to get lube and enemas before I left. Guess I'll just have to go back next weekend.

Needing a hungry bttm to climb onto my cock.

39 yo bottom from Edmonton, Alberta. Recenty discoverd this site. Been barebacking since I was 30 after a hot hookup with a black dude that bred me. Currently still neg and not looking to get infected, but I'm kinda getting turned on by the idea of taking toxic loads after reading through the posts on this site. Although I do think I will become poz one day anyway considering how much I love taking the dick raw.

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.

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.

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.

It had been a few days with Tony on the road and I could tell by the geography we were getting into the southwest - lots of scrub brush was starting to appear. While Tony had been using me, I'd been on the mend as far as my health, and I wasn't running a fever quite as high as I had been, and my cough was dry now. Tony had been really kind to me, treating me like a lady when we were outside the cab - holding doors open for me and buying me food and drink. He never left my side - of course, I was on a leash and he was holding the other end, but still....I felt protected. Inside the cab he banged me like a cheap whore - because I was. It was a lot of work keeping his balls drained, and I loved every second of it. We stopped at a small diner in Vicksburg, CO - the one room establishment is only open seasonally and, we were the only people there that day. Tony kept me naked and leashed, and walked me in with no shame. I behaved accordingly. The waitress reacted no differently than if I'd been wearing clothes, My guess is that I'm not the first bitch she's seen like this. I sat with my legs crossed at the knees at all times so as not to reveal anything, as a lady should. My collar 'bitch' told her exactly what I was. No need to flaunt. Tony, ever the gentleman, ordered my food for me - no, I didn't have a choice, and I didn't want one. I didn't start to eat my food until Tony had started his, a yield to his dominance. The leader eats first. Tony, as Jake, never traded me to others for sex or money - that's not what this life was about. It's not prostitution, though we're called 'whores'. Bitches like me are passed from trucker to trucker for them to use for their sexual pleasure while on the road. From what I hear, we lead short - but very fucking intense - life spans as no one is on meds. Bitches usually die first as we're constantly kept loaded up. We're also the happiest. Trust me, I think we're getting the better end of the deal. We had stopped at some mammoth 'mother of all truck stops' kind of place headed into Utah. I was asleep face down in the back of Tony's cab, with my leash running to an eye hook over my head. I woke up when I felt a sharp pain behind me - a pain I recognized - someone was shoving a cock into my ass. I knew it wasn't Tony. It's something only a bottom can understand. When you fuck a man, you get to know 'him'. You can feel how different his cock feels from another. Some men are longer, some are thicker. They have different styles as well, some men fuck wildly - sloppy - all over the road with no idea what they're doing. Others are more controlled and know how to hit your prostate with every move. Long, smooth strokes. It's not that you fuck, it's how you fuck - and it tells me more about you than a background check, honey. I knew instantly I'd never felt this man. He was short and thin, barely enough to feel anything at all...and his strokes were fast and short. He felt panicked with his motions. He was already throbbing very hard and I knew he didn't have long. Which is good because my eyes were still crusted over and I barely opened them. Still, a dick in your ass will wake you up better than a cup of coffee ,sugar. Try it if you don't believe me. I was turning my head around to face him when I felt my hands being snatched over my head, my wrists bound with what felt like leather, and suspended from the eye hook over head. I whipped my head back around and another man had entered the passenger side seat of the rig, and quickly shoved his cock right down my throat. HE was the one that was thick and long, and he knew what he was doing as evidenced by his smooth, precise, and slow strokes. It's amazing what a girl can feel. No? The man in my ass grabbed my hair, and pulled me back towards him, and wrapped his right hand around my throat. "You dumb fucking bitch, you probably think all this is about truckers just passing you along until you're gone, don't you?" It's tough to answer questions with a cock down your throat. Perhaps he should have chosen a better time because all I could do was gag and gargle. I'm not sure that was helpful. And they call me the stupid one. From the front, the man there explained. "It's not about you, whore - we know that's what you think. The truth is that we need you to be as viraled up as possible....we're going to flood your body so high that we can collect your blood and use it to poz others that want to turn. We've been doing it for years, cunt." He calmly explained as he held onto my head, shoving his cock down my throat and holding it there for a few seconds before starting to work it in and back out. The man behind me started pounding my asshole as hard as he could, spanking me every time he stroked in. Still having my hair in his other hand, he turned my head sideways and growled. "You're a fucking Petri dish, you fucking cock whore!" That comment must have sent him over the edge as he shoved in HARD one single time and held it. I could feel his cock flexing with each pump he was giving me...expanding, pushing the walls of my body out hard, then contracting letting me relax for a split second before beginning the cycle over and over. He felt warm - and his seed was going deep. I could feel that as well. The man in front slapped me a couple times, shoved hard, and screamed as he came straight down my throat. "WHORE! FUCK! YOU'RE A FUCKING WHORE!". His whole body locked...legs, arms, chest..his face frozen in suspended scream until he finished giving me the last of his precious load. Without saying another word, both of them pulled out of me - having used my body like they wanted....and like *I* wanted - closed the doors to the cab and left me hanging by my wrists. I rolled over and sat up to take the tension off my wrists. Tony didn't show up to untie me for a six more hours, though I wasn't alone for long as apparently word had spread and I got used by over a dozen more men - not counting those first two. You may be asking, "Why didn't you just untie your leather straps or unhook yourself"" The answer is, I'm a fucking whore and this is what I want.

Part 3 When I climbed out of the pool I was all alone. There was a towel as beneath the towel I found an envelope with ‘Jock Boy’ written on it. I dried off and headed for the gate remembering that my clothes were flooded on the outside and with the sun coming to I might be visible in my naked form. I quickly opened the gate and grabbed my sweat pants quickly pulling them on before anyone might see me. I grabbed my shoes and shirt and went to my car. Once inside my car I looked I the envelope to find $500. Texted Steven to let him know I had finished and they I received another tip. He texted back instructing me, ‘come directly to my condo’. I drove over to Steven's place with a raging hard on from whatever that guy injected into my cock. The movement of my sweat pants accords my cock head drove me crazy as I worked my way through traffic to Steven’s condo. I parked in the open lot across the street and quickly made my way into the building. After riding the elevator while trying to hide my hard on I knocked on the door. Some naked twink answered the door and ushered me inside. Steven was also naked sitting on the couch blowing clouds. He had net taken a huge hit from the pipe as he waived me over. Steven grabbed the twink and gave him a shotgun as I joined him in the couch. The twink leaned over to me and I accepted a shotgun from him as he grabbed my noticeably hard cock through my sweats. The twink was horned up and craving cock. Steven finally spoke, “From what I hear, you’re first night went very well.” Steven then grabbed his huge, thick cock waving it as if he was telling me to sit my ass down on it, but it was directed at the twink who had a look that was somewhere between fear and excitement. The twink slowly climbed up and (with Steven’s directly) slid his ass down on his cock facing me. When he had the full length inside him Steven handed me a fully loaded rig. I knew exactly what he needed me to do as he applied the tourniquet to the twink’s arm and held him still while I administered (what I later learned was) his (first) slam. Like he did with me, Steven unloaded deep in the twink's hole as he coughed it hard. The twink's expression was similar to the one I saw in the video on my own face as he attempted to process everything was feeling. After Steven was done with his first load he popped up placing the twink on his hands and knees, then administered his own slam and resumed fucking the twink. I was close to the twink’s head when Steven told him, “Suck the jock boy's cock.” That totally surprised me as the twink leaned forward as I slid my sweats off. The twink was good as he took my hard bone down to the root. Steven looked at me and said, “I knew you’d need that after your let client.” The twink was good as he worked my cock with his tongue and throat. I was surprised at his expertise and stamina as he sucked my cock while Steven loaded his ass with his poz cum. It made me wonder if that kiss was as dumb as I was or was it the drugs, most likely the drugs. The thought of Steven knocking this kid up as he had done to me some how had me turned on that when I got close I made sure he was going to eat my load. I grabbed his head and held it firmly as I unloaded down his throat telling him, “That’s it bitch, swallow my spunk.” Steven smiled at me, winked and gave me a head signal letting me know that I should leave. I pulled my sweats up, got up from the couch and headed for the door. I drove home knowing if be crashing soon. I got home lucky my parents were at work as headed straight for bed.

Yeah.... love it when a guy just stops fucking , holds still and flexes his cock as he shoots. you can feel the load being dumped. sweet.

I saw a posting on another website asking where some good glory holes were in Denver. I put together this list. I thought someone here might find this info worthwhile. Several of the Pleasures arcades have glory holes. They charge $10 to go in. That $10 ticket is good until midnight, and it's also good at all of the Pleasures arcades in town. Pleasures on North Washington and 70th Ave.is one of the bigger/busier ones. It's just off North I-25. Take the 70th Ave exit, but watch out, cuz if you're not careful, you could end up on I-76. Another good Pleasures is the one on West Alameda about 3 blocks west of Federal Blvd. It's usually busy. Their "Flagship store" is the Pleasures on West Colfax and King, just west of Federal. It's extra big since they took over the porn theaters next door and incorporated them into the arcade. The place is usually pretty busy, but because it's so big, it doesn't seem busy. It also costs a little more. They charge $12 instead of $10, but again, it's good all the Pleasures in town. If you have a $10 ticket from one of the other arcades, you have to pay an additional $2 when you go to the West Colfax Pleasures. Pleasures on far East Colfax at Uinta St. is small but pretty busy. Pleasures by the Park on East Colfax and Adams St. near downtown is medium sized, and can be busy. Pleasures on South Broadway and West Bayaud Ave is miniscule, 4 booths, I think. But both pairs have glory holes. (Years ago this was the largest Pleasures arcade in town with a couple dozen booths and lots of glory holes. It was ALWAYS super busy. But the vice squad made them get rid of all the arcade booths at that location. The just added the 4 booths a couple years ago.) Pleasures on North Federal and West 66th Place rounds out the list of Pleasures in town with an arcade. It's tiny, 6 booths, but it can be busy. There are a handful of other arcades that have glory holes. Adult World on North Federal and 66th Avenue is just a block south of that Pleasures location. Adult world costs $7 to enter their arcade in the basement. It's a fairly large arcade with several glory holes, and it's usually pretty busy. Romantix on South Sante Fe and Mississippi is a large arcade with a few glory holes. It's sometimes busy, sometimes not. It costs $6 for a token card that runs out of credits pretty fast. You either need to add money to your token card or drop dollar bills. Romantix in Capital Hill on East Colfax and Washington is small, but can be busy since it's about the only arcade left near downtown. There are a number of other arcades in town, but none of them have glory holes as far as I know. There are random glory holes throughout the city that are not part of any arcade, but they are all single glory holes and usually hit and miss. There you have it. A pretty extensive list of glory hole arcades in Denver. It's pretty scary that I know that much information about porn arcades. Shows you where I've spend a lot of my time...LOL. I LOVE getting fucked through a glory hole. I'll suck cock through glory holes, but only long enough to get the guy hard so I can mount his raw cock. It's one of my favorite ways to get fucked and bred.

Predators and prey Michael was a good boy. He was a good pupil and always listened to his parents. He helped old people in crossing the street and was involved in his church. And Michael believed in God. Still there was a dark secret hidden in this otherwise always friendly guy. Michael fantasized of being sexually dominated by men. His parents didn’t know he was gay. To the extent either of them thought about it, both his mother and father assumed he was shy with girls, but that eventually he would grow out of it. Neither ever considered Michael might be a dick-taking faggot. Now, at the age of 18, having received his driving license, Mike felt an overwhelming urge to get fucked. The urge grew from day to day. In his mind he was ripped open by one, two, three, sometimes even four guys. He wanted to serve them with his body. He instinctively knew his role was to be on the receiving end. Living in a small village, where everyone knew each other it was impossible for Mike to stare at the other boys. He was always keeping his little secret to himself and never gave anyone the opportunity to think otherwise of him. He was the cute Christian neighbor boy, who was saving himself for the right girl. “Mom?” “What is it” his mother yelled from the kitchen. “Can I borrow the car, please?” he asked politely. His mother came into the hall. It was almost 10:00 o’clock in the evening. "Why do you need the car at this hour," she asked. "I forgot a school book at a buddy's house and I need it for an upcoming exam," Michael explained. His mother trusted Michael in all of his action and although she was worried about him, driving in the dark he convinced her, that he needed the book urgently and would be back soon. Michael’s father died two year ago from cancer. Since then he was ‘the man’ in the house. His mother smiled to him and asked him to drive slowly and to be home soon. Michael took the keys from the table and told his mother he would return soon and that he might chat with his friend a bit. Michael never mentioned a name and his mother didn't think to ask which of Michael's friends. In any event off Michael went in his mother's car. Of course his destination was not a buddy's house, but rather a cruising lot where gays met to fuck each other. He read about the place on the internet. His destination was a parking lot which adjoined a nearby forest. As he drove into the parking lot, Michael thought "Now is the time to get some action." In the forum he read about the cruising area. It was well visited and people wrote about their sex encounters which made Mike always horny. He read about the option of being fucked bareback. Mike knew about condoms, but sex was never a subject at home. He knew condoms prevent a girl of becoming pregnant, but he was not a girl. Believe it or not, but Michael was unaware of the dangers of STD’s or HIV. This was just not part of his world and although he needed cock, he was also full of doubts, if the path he walked would lead him straight to hell. He had to drive quite some miles and in the back of his mind was hoping his mom didn’t check the mileage after all. Finally he arrived at his destination. It was almost 11:00 pm. There were several other cars parked in a big parking lot. Although the parking lot was officially a rest area, none of the cars were occupied with passengers. Mike was hard. He was wearing a tight blue jeans and a blue shirt with an imprint of his school, St. Barnabas. His heart was beating so fast. He thought it would burst inside of his chest. His jeans almost did anyway, showing a nice bulge, although Mike had not the biggest gun for sure. He opened the car door and exited the vehicle. He couldn’t see anyone although the moon was shining bright. Slowly he started walking towards the forest. He felt his ass tingle in excitement. Tonight he wanted to take cocks into his arse. He wouldn’t mind if some guys would use him and although he had dreams about the only one, he knew this was impossible for him. His was expected to get married one day and have a bunch of children. But he also had this needs and for tonight he would let guys be in charge of him and his young body. Michael entered the forest and suddenly saw a first couple engaged in sexual activities. He was so horny. This was the first time, he saw two guys actually doing something. One male was on his knees and was sucking a daddy type. The bearded hunk was around 40 and observed Michael instantly. Michael was actually looking shyly at the big cock of this dark haired top but was too afraid to stand still and start jerking or so. So he continued his way deeper into the darkness while the guy who had just focused on Mike pushed the sucker away and told him to fuck off. He had set his mind on this young twink, who was obviously the first time at such a place. Maybe he was a virgin. He closed his jeans and followed Michael. Other guys had also noticed the fresh meat and like predators they surrounded Michael eye-fucking the youngster. Michael was so excited. He had the feeling he wasn’t almost able to breathe. He passed some guys on his way through the woods. Deep voices reached out to him, enticing him with open invitations, such as “Hey there young one, need some hard dick?” And “What’s up, puppy? Looking for a daddy?” and again, “Hey boy, let me fuck your tight hole.” The sweet invitations to partake of debauchery of which Michael had only passing knowledge. He was too shy to reply, but he smiled cutely at all of them and was always looking at their big bulges and that was quite inviting for all of them. Another hunk actually stopped Michael by holding him by his shoulder and asked "Are you looking for some dick? We are all here to give it good to you. All you've gotta do is to spread your legs, you little cunt." Mike looked at the front of this guy's jeans. The buttons were open already and a thick cock was sticking out of his pants. Without a word the stud increased the pressure on Michael's shoulder and pressed him down onto his knees with the simple command "Suck." “I don’t know…how," Michael replied in a quiet, reserved whisper. “Are you a fucking virgin?” Mr. Big asked loudly. Michael nodded, in abject shame. “A fucking virgin,” Mr. Big replied with a coarse chuckle, adding “You know, you're gonna taste and feel many cocks tonight, little one.” With this pronouncement Mr. Big grabbed Michael's hair, pulling him down closer too his cock. “Just open your mouth and suck my dick. And take care of your teeth. Don’t scratch me with your fucking teeth” With that Michael was got his first taste of cock. He tried to look up to this macho fucker, but sucking for the first time, took much of his concentration and so he tried to take as much of the fuck meat into his mouth. The big guy pushed his dick further into Mikes throat and he choked on his cock. This was fucking great Michael thought. He hoped he would get used hard tonight. He wasn’t able to see, but 6 other guys were already jerking off. They had all heard the news, that this fucktoy was a virgin obviously. “Do you want to take dick up your cunt?” the guy above him asked. “Yes – please” Mike answered and blushed. “I just used my last condom bitch – you got some?” he asked loudly. “No – my mom would kill me, if she found condoms in my room”. "Your Mom?" the guy snickered. “You take it bare?” he asked loudly, so everyone nearby could hear the questioning. “Yes if course, that’s not a problem. I would love to take it raw. I will accept everyone” Michael replied and continued sucking dick. “Good boy. Very good boy. Let’s go. There is a shack nearby with a mattress inside. This is just the place we need to fuck you hard and give you some charged loads. Let’s go!” the male commanded. He dragged Michael by his arm and forced him to follow him through the woods. Michael now saw some other guys who were grinning at him wickedly. He felt like the star of the night. He knew everybody was wanting him and he was willing to accept every dick in his body. There was a glade in front of them and there he could see the booth. He was scared, but also excited. He wanted to be used. He needed cock. Tonight was the night he finally would experience what it meant to be a fagboy…

My name is Lee, I’m 36, 5’10”, average build, and I’m told I’m very handsome. I have been a prude sexually most of my life. I was a church kid growing up, then joined the military at 18. I didn’t lose my virginity until my early 20's, being too afraid to get caught under DADT. Even after I started having sex I didn’t sleep around, only having sex with men that I was dating. That being said, despite my prudish past I’d always hated condoms. To me it killed the mood when you had to stop to put a condom on, and I hated the lack of closeness condoms injected into sex. I finally had my first hookup at the age of 26 when I moved across the country to a new city, but the guy developed feelings for me and I swore them off off for years after that. Things were much the same when I met my only true long term boyfriend, Kyle. I knew Kyle from Recon, a site I’m sure many of you are familiar with. We’d chatted off and on for over a year, but he was friends with the guy I’d hooked up with, so I avoided meeting him in person even though we shared a lot of the same fetish interests. He finally asked me out and I relented, and just like so many others I made Kyle wait a long time before we had sex. But sex with Kyle was different. Unlike every other guy I’d been with, he never asked for a condom and I never asked him to put one on. From the first time he fucked me and filled me with his cum I knew I would never go back to condoms. During Kyle and I’s almost 4-year relationship we both remained active in the fetish community, attending events like MAL and IML, maintaining profiles on Recon, and having playtime with other kinky guys (almost always unprotected). Kyle introduced me to his fetishes, which included fisting, and he started stretching my hole to try to fist me. During this time, I met a guy named Ryan on Recon, and he introduced me to the site that would change my life for good: Breeding Zone. At first I only read the General Bareback section, and the stories were enough to get me off. However, I always saw the Bug Chasing and Chem Sex sections staring back at me, though I couldn’t bring myself to read them. Things changed once Ryan sent me a link to a story on Breeding Zone in the Gift Giving section, despite my misgivings on the topic I read the story and I was more turned on than I had been in years. I was hooked. At first I read the Gift Giving stories, but I eventually graduated to the Chem Sex stories which turned me on even more. I had introducted Kyle to Breeding Zone as well, and he knew I was turned on by these stories, but we ended our relationship before we could explore them. After my breakup with Kyle I wasn’t feeling as prudish, but I knew deep down that I had turned into a bug chaser, so I avoided sex for quite a while. Finally, I knew that wasn’t a long term solution, and PrEP was becoming more widely available, so I went to my doctor and got a prescription. I took it dutifully for over 2 years, but deep down I knew I still hungered for a poz guy to own my hole. Separately, I had also been trying to take a fist since I was with Kyle, and since poppers weren’t enough for me to open up, I was convinced I was going to need chemical assistance to take my first fist. Enter Pup, a very sexy, poz, mid-30’s friend of mine. Pup and I started chatting on Scruff right around the same time I began taking PrEP, when I was finally more comfortable chatting with poz guys. Pup was partnered at the time and undetectable, which made me feel safe even though it was just chat, and we developed a good long distance friendship (he lives in a southern state almost 1,000 miles away from me). Last year he told me that he and his partner had split, but the more interesting thing to me was that Pup was into fisting, and he informed me that he had gotten into PNP. I told him about my frustration with not being able to take a fist, and he assured me that PNP would allow my hole to open up once and for all. However, he also informed me that if I played with him he only slammed. Regardless of this fact I knew I had to try it. He also made sure that I knew he was positive, and there was still a small possibility that I could be infected if we played. I assured him I was aware of the risks and I was fine with them. Pup and I chatted for months about meeting, and we finally agreed in January of this year on a date: Easter weekend. I was nervous but I knew that I needed to meet him. I genuinely liked the guy and he was going to help me fulfill my fisting desires. I made sure I was clear with him ahead of time that I only was going to PNP to get fisted, and he agreed. Other than that we didn’t discuss too many particulars of what our weekend together would entail. I got on a plane after work on the Thursday before Easter and flew to his city, and took an Uber to his apartment. He had a friend of his let me into the apartment, and he gave me some instructions to prepare for the weekend. I followed his instructions, but once he got home I think he could tell I was nervous, so we agreed to hold off on PNP until the next day so we could get to know each other better. We went to a sex toy store and picked up some supplies, and then he fucked me before we passed out for the night. The next day we had a short conversation about limits. “How do you feel about having other guys join us? I have another guy that wants to fuck you.”, he told me. “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that just yet. It’s a fantasy of mine, but I’m really just here to take my first fist.”, I replied. “How about we play it by ear?”, he asked. “That works for me.” “What are you most concerned about with slamming, boy?” “I just want to make sure I get sleep, and that I take my PrEP.” “I’ll make sure you get sleep, boy, but your PrEP is your responsibility”, he responded, quickly ending the exchange. After that he told me it was time to slam, and he explained the entire process of what was happening as he fixed our slams. “Get your phone out, boy. You’re going to want this on video.” “Are you sure? I’m not sure I want this on my phone.” “Trust me, in a few minutes you won’t care, and you’re going to want to watch this later.” Though I was hesitant I agreed to record it. I was so nervous I was already tingling all over as he tied the tourniquet around my arm and prepared to insert the needle. “This is just a small slam, .20.”, he explained as he showed me his own slam for comparison, which contained over twice as much. “Get the camera ready, boy.” I started recording. I saw the register, the red tinged liquid disappeared, and he snapped the tourniquet off of my arm. What followed was unlike anything I’d experienced in my life up until that moment. Most people on here describe a warm feeling after a slam, for me it felt opposite. It felt like a chill was spreading throughout my body (but in the best possible way) and Pup took my phone from me to film my reaction. I was euphoric beyond my own comprehension, and had trouble even forming words for a few minutes. Suddenly my inhibitions had melted away. Pup started questioning me. “What do you want, boy?” “I want to take my first fist”, I answered. Pup shut off my phone and kept asking me questions. “You want me to invite some other guys to try out your hole, boy?” “You can invite anyone you want, Sir.” “You haven’t earned the right to call me Sir, call me Pup.”, he growled. I stammered an apology, and he asked a few more questions that are kind of fuzzy to me now. But then he asked a question I didn’t expect, and that I’ll never forget, “You’re a bugchaser, aren’t you, boy? You want to get pozzed this weekend?” To be continued…

I felt groggy as I woke up. My mouth was thick with the tell tale feeling of having a large quantity of cotton wool stuffed in it that betrayed just how much I had drank the night before. I stretched, gingerly, not wanting to move too quickly for fear of discovering a headache to go with my cottonmouth. My head, however, felt clear as I rolled onto my side and very slowly swung my legs off the side of my bed. I sat there for a moment before I realized that I was completely naked, not all altogether alien experience, but rather another sign of how intoxicated I had been; I often strip off to go to bed when drunk. As I sat up I suddenly became aware of how much I had to piss and quickly padded across the cold wooden floor of my studio apartment to the bathroom. Letting a powerful jet of piss out into the open toilet bowl I felt my ass clench slightly and became aware that my hole felt a tender and rather slick. Finishing up my piss I ran a finger up my crack, feeling my puffy wet hole. I looked at my finger, shiny with whatever was wetting my ass, for a long moment before turning around and bending over to look at my hole in the mirror. Winking back from between my spread ass cheeks was my hole, puffy, and pink, not quite closed, and shiny with what I thought might be lube but I suspected was something else. I ran my finger along my crack again, this time dipping into my tender hole, when I brought it round I was confronted with evidence of what I had already suspected to be true. It was not lube leaking from my clearly well fucked hole but cum. My heart thudded in my chest. I had no recollection of getting home last night, let alone of getting fucked. Jesus, I thought nervously, what have I done? Not only had I had sex but clearly unprotected sex and I had let the guy cum in me, what had I been thinking? I walked back to my bed and grabbed my phone from where it had been charging on the nightstand hoping to find some evidence of what I had done. There were several texts from the two friends I had gone out with starting around just after midnight asking where I had disappeared to; the most recent being just a few minutes ago, must have been what had woken me up. I sent back a quick response saying that I was home, and apologized for giving them a fright. The next message on my phone was from a contact I didn’t remember having, one simply named “SIR”. The message was short and succinct: Check out the link and then let me know when you’re ready for more. I clicked the link and it took me to a private video server. Sitting down on my bed I pressed play and watched as the video began. It faded in on a guy’s ass, his beefy hairy cheek hammering back and forth as he clearly pounded someone. The camera moved under the guy, between his legs to show a fat raw cock pounding into an unknown ass. The bottom was moaning in pleasure with each thrust, something about the bottom’s voice seemed familiar even through the tiny phone speakers. I stopped the video and grabbed my laptop from under the bed. Hurriedly transpiercing the url to my browser I pulled up the video again. There was definitely something that I recognized in the bottom’s groans. My cock was starting to get hard watching this fat cock pound this boy’s hole, his ass lips clinging to the hard shaft each time the top pulled out. Eventually the camera moved again, pulling back between the top’s legs and then panning up his broad muscular back to look over his shoulder. My jaw dropped, there laying flay out, legs in the air, eyes closed in ecstasy, being fucked by a raw cock, was me. I took in my pale skin, dark hair, strong chest, tight stomach, pink nipples. I saw my chest heave with racked breath as the top mercilessly plowed my hole. Though my head was reeling and my heart pounding my cock was growing still harder as I watched myself get fucked. I had no memory of this, yet there was no denying it was me there getting fucked bareback. I felt like I should be sickened by what I was seeing but I found myself becoming more and more turned on as I watched. The top fucking me seemed to be getting close as he started fucking me even harder. He grunted as he hammered his cock into my clearly willing ass. The camera panned down to show him slamming into me balls deep with every thrust. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” a gravely voice that I can only assume belonged to the top said, “I’m gonna breed your sweet fucking cunt boy.” “Yes,” said my voice, the unmistakable glee sending a shiver up my spine, “breed my hole!” The man growled and pressed his cock as far as he could into my hole, clearly shooting his load deep into me. Watching myself get bred I couldn’t help but reach between my legs and feel my still wet hole… Slowly the man pulled out from my now cum filled hole. I looked at the time bar, the video wasn’t even a quarter of the way over. The camera zoomed in as the head of the man’s cock popped out of my hole, a small glob of cum bubbling out after it. For a moment my hole was left gaping and empty, then a new voice, not the top who had just fucked me called, “Who’s next?” Another cock, the body it belonged to cut out of the frame stepped up and slid effortlessly into my hole, The camera shifted again showing my body stretched out on the bed, my mouth now occupied by the cock that just been inside my ass. I watched in aroused horror, my cock throbbing, as time and time again my ass was seeded by random cocks. The video never showed their faces though, it showed plenty of mine, making sure to zoon in on my face whenever I begged a top for his load. I noticed that my eyes, though wide and alert looked a little blood shot and slightly unfocused. The video was almost an hour long and featured fourteen different tops, all of whom fucked and bred my ass. No wonder my hole was tender. The last shot of the video was a slow zoom in on my wrecked hole after the last top had shot his load deep inside of me. I stared in amazement at my loose and gaping hole. That sort of thing had never turned me on before but seeing my on hole wrecked like that, dripping with cum, was different, it made me feel hungry. I wanted my hole to look like that more, I wanted to have my ass plowed and dripping with cum. The video faded to black, and then a message appeared on the screen, “You know you want more bitch,” followed by the phone number now listed in my contacts as SIR. For a long moment I sat, one hand holding my phone, and the other with three fingers lodged in my cummy hole. I wasn’t entirely sure when during the film I had thrust three fingers inside of myself and started riding them desperately but even now that the movie was over I was reluctant to remove them. Rocking back on my fingers again, feeling them push against my ass ring I knew what I had to do. I unlocked my phone, opened SIR’s text and sent him a message: I’m ready now. The response was almost instantaneous as if SIR had been waiting with his phone in his hand. That was fast boy. You ready to take more cock? Yes, I responded. Right now? Yes, I hesitated before adding the next part but then hurriedly hit send, I need it. Good boy. Come and get it. He texted me an address just a few blocks away in the northern part of Hell’s Kitchen, and added, Don’t bother showering or putting on underwear. You have ten minutes to get here. My heart was pounding, a little voice in the back of my head told me I was crazy, but I wasn’t thinking with my head. I grabbed a t-shirt from the floor and a pair of gym shorts, slipped into some shoes and, leaving everything but my keys and phone behind rushed out of the door. I practically ran the nine blocks to his apartment, making it there in just over six minutes. I texted saying I was there and the door buzzed. Once inside I received an apartment number with the instruction to hurry. He lived on the fifth floor of an old walk up, and having taken the stairs two at a time the whole way up I was more then a little winded when I knocked on his door. It quickly opened and a tall olive skinned man in an old yellowing jockstrap with a thick leather harness strapped to his chest opened the door. I gapped at this specimen on manliness in front of me. At five eleven I like to think of myself as tall but this man towered above me making him probably six five. Between the thick straps of his harness bulged powerful fur covered chest muscles that led to hard defined abs. His arms were thick, covered with coarse hair, and knotted all over with veins. The basket of his jock bulged with what could only be thick meaty cock and oversized cum laden balls, the whole mass of which thrust out boldly from his tree trunk like legs. He did not smile at me, his handsome face told of only one thing: lust. “I knew you were gonna be a good one last night when you were begging for loads before the first cock even breached your cunt,” he had a rough, deep, rumbling voice that seemed to echo from somewhere deep inside his cavernous ribcage. “Get that sweet cunt inside, and strip off, I’ve waited long enough for my chance at that hole.” That struck me as odd, was he not one of the men who had fucked me last night? I thought that even the cameraman had cum inside of me. I didn’t care though I stepped inside and before the door was even closed had kicked off my shoes, pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped my shorts to the ground. “Fuck you’re a hot little cum slut,” he said leading me into the living room where he sat down on the couch, legs spread wide. “Well, get between my legs and start wetting my cock boy. All the lube I’m gonna give you to get this monster up your cunt is spit and whatever cum is left in you from my friends last night.” Caution and logic were long gone, I was now completely in the grips of my own lust, and now I a safe sex enthusiast, fell to my knees desperate to get another bare cock up my ass. Pulling his musty jock aside I revealed a thick, flaccid cock resting on a pair of truly massive balls. I took his soft cock in my mouth, rolling his nuts around in my had as I rid so, marveling at their size. It didn’t take long for his cock to start hardening I my mouth, and I was quickly overwhelmed my the sheer length and girth of the thing. His broad flat mushroom head ballooned in my mouth, swelling till it stretched my cheeks. I did my best to slobber all over his shaft and head, trying to get it as wet as possible for my hole. Though I was enjoying guzzling down his gorgeous member, SIR had other plans and soon as he felt his cock was slicked with enough spit he knocked me back and stood up. He instructed me to get on all fours on the couch, resting my chest on the back of it. I clambered up and assumed the position he had instructed and waited with eager anticipation. SIR took his time coming up behind me, rubbing his blunt cock head up and down my ass crack a few times, before zeroing in on my still tender and slightly gaped pucker. I had expected him to push in roughly but instead he began a slow thrusting that alternately pressed against my sphincter and gave it time to relax. Very, very slowly my hole opened till suddenly his broad flay head pushed inside of me and stayed there. “Fuck that’s a nice hole. I may just have to keep it after I ruin it.” My brain had completely shut down, over loaded with the massive waves of pleasure that were crashing over my body and SIR began to delve deeper into my hole. It took a long time for him to finally fuck his whole cock into me, but when he finally bottomed out and I could feel his massive balls against mine I felt nothing but joy. “Tell me what you want boy,” he growled in my ear. “I want you to fuck me, SIR.” “What else?” “I want you to cum in me, to breed me!” “Good boy, that’s probably the first time you’ve ever said that sober isn’t it?” “Yes, SIR.” “I’m gonna knock you up and set you free boy.” I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant but I pressed my hips back against him as if trying to will more of his cock into my hole. He chuckled at that and began to slowly fuck me, pulling his cock almost entirely from my hole before sliding it back in to the hilt. I moaned like a whore, desperate for a real pounding. SIR knew what I needed though, and quickly began to pick up the pace and intensity of his thrusts until soon he was hammering away at my ass without mercy. I was practically screaming as his cock wrecked my hole, bruising my sphincter a little with each thrust. He hammered away like that for longer then I thought possible, till both of us were drenched in sweat and I lay pressed into the back of the couch limp. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my hole with a soft pop. “Get you your back, I wanna look in your eyes while I breed you.” I flipped onto my back and grabbed my legs spreading them wide showing SIR my now wide-open hole. Without hesitation he sunk back into me and resumed his breakneck pace. The sweat pored from his body, dripping onto me, I didn’t care thought, I could feel his pace starting to change and heard the shift in his breathing. SIR was getting close. He kept up his voracious pace for as long as he could before he suddenly growled deep in his chest like a bear and locked eyes with me as he slammed into my hole several times very roughly. He didn’t have to tell me he had cum, I knew, I could feel the warmth spreading in my ass. He flopped forward, his cock still lodged inside of me, his hairy sweaty chest now pressed to mine. “Fuck,” he said at length, “I knew your cunt would be worth it. I’m totally keeping you as my new cum dump.” He smiled at me, “See I told you last night, take all those loads and you’d be ready for mine.” “You did?” I said panting. “Oh that’s right you won’t remember sense we slipped you those drugs.” His smile became a wicked smirk. “But I told you last night, you take my buddies NEG loads up your cunt and by tonight, well you came around faster than I anticipated, you’d be begging for my POZ cock up your loose cunt.” Holy shit! I thought, I hadn’t even asked him or thought about… Jesus. I had just taken what had to be a massive POZ load in my ass. It only took me a millisecond longer to realize I didn’t care. I had just been fucked like I never had before. Clearly I had loved last night as well. If taking POZ loads meant that I was going to get fucked like this more then that was fine by me. “How do you feel now that you’ve had it boy?” He asked. I answered in the only way I could, honestly, “I want… I need more.”

Hey guys this is Chapter 1 of a new story I wanted to write. There's not much action in this first chapter but it builds the scene. Hope you like and don't worry it will get messy pretty quickly. Its also inspired by a real pub I worked in when I was 18. The Pub - Chapter 1 They say change can be a good thing, but when a lot happens at once it can be overwhelming. I had just recently turned 18, had just moved into the city to attend University. I was in student accommodation and I was out walking the streets looking for work. I needed a job to pay bills and have a decent student life, after all my loan would only go so far and my mum wouldn't be in much of a position to help me out. I discovered, however, most of the stores in town had already hired their student workers. It seemed as if the entire uni had hit the town weeks earlier and taken all the good jobs. As I was slowly walking out the end of town back towards my new room, I came across a dank little pub on the edge of a cross roads. The building looked fairly rundown with a front door that had “Entry in the rear” painted across it. In the window was a little rainbow flag, suggesting it was a gay bar or something and next to it was a fresh advertisement for a bar man job. The notice said it was varied shift work and paid a working wage. In fairness I wasn't in a place to look a gift horse in the mouth so I followed the instructions and wandered round the back. There was a dark closed off alley which looked like it continued down to where barrels were stored; however I turned to the right and pushed open the door and stepped inside. The pub was darkly lit and as I walked in the attention of a few of the patrons perked up and stared at me. It was mid afternoon by this point and so the clientele were all in their early sixties at best, some sat along the bar talking to the barman, some hunched over their pints. I approached the barman, trying to ignore all the stares and asked him about the job in the window. He looked to be in his late forties and looked me up and down making me slightly uncomfortable. “You're a damn looker. I think you'll be very popular. I'll just shout the boss and he can give you an interview”. This got a couple of the men chuckling as they started to engage in conversation with me. Whilst the barman headed out the back and up some stairs I did my best to smile and chat with some of the guys at the bar. They inquired about where I had come from, never having seen me around before and I explained I was new to the area and studying. That got a few comments about me being fresh meat and a few more laughs about keeping an eye out for some of the pervs that come in here. I laughed somewhat reluctantly, but they didn't seem all that bad, and I appreciated that whilst they weren't my type, it seemed obvious that they didn't get younger guys in here very often. The barman came back down and told me to head up and that the boss was waiting. The old man closest too me patted my arse giving it a good squeeze and told me to knock them dead and that they were rooting for me. As I got to the top of the stairs I heard a gruff voice beckoning me in to the room on the right. It looked like a fairly nice living space, although it wasn't exactly kept nice and clean. I could see a lot of dishes stacked up in the kitchen and as I turned into the living room the place was cluttered with all sorts of boxes and props and various clothing and fetish gear. There seemed to be a variety of rubber and leather gear strewn around the room. Nothing that shocked me. While I was certainly young, I wasn't naive. While the contents of the room might have been a bit off, it was, after all, merely the room in which I'd be interviewed. On the far side of this large living room was a big torn up leather couch and sat to one side with his legs stretched out was a large beast of a man. He looked to be early fifties, scruffy hair and a big beard. He had a tight wife beater on with a huge bush of chest hair bursting out of all sides and was wearing torn baggy shorts. He stood up and took a few steps towards me palm outstretched. We shook hands; or rather he shook most of my arm with his powerful shake and pointed me to the couch to sit. “So you're looking for some work eh?” he asked giving me a look up and down as I sat down. “You know this is a gay pub right?” I nodded and explained I understood and it wasn't a problem. I explained my situation, having just moved down for University, single mum at home and needed to support myself, no luck in town, etc. “Well I'd be happy to help you out,” he said as he made himself more comfortable lifting a leg up onto the sofa and leaning back getting a better look at me, "but you should know that we do all sorts of events here and you would need to follow a dress code every now and then." His baggy torn shorts slowly fell down his arched leg and I could see he wasn't wearing any underwear. In fact I could actually see he was circumcised and had a large floppy shaft nestling over some huge hairy balls. I tried to focus on his face and desperately tried to pay attention to what he said. “Erm yes that's fine, I'd be happy to wear whatever uniform you require." “Right stand up for me” he said as he adjusted his crotch and rose with me. “Arms up” he commanded and I obeyed without question as he grabbed my -shirt and lifted it up over my head with a quick motion. He gave a little whistle and ran a chubby thick finger down my chest and along my abs. “Damn kiddo you've got a killer body, do you work out a lot?" I blushed, both at the compliment and that I was suddenly topless in front of a stranger in a random house during a job interview. “Erm, yes, I work out a few times a week, but nothing over the top. I have played sports most of my life so I just have a good body, I guess." He was rubbing his hands up and down my abs now and then grabbed my hips and turned me around, his hands went back to my chest and began working my nipples. I couldn't control myself and moaned softly. He chuckled. “So you're a sensitive little scamp too eh? That's good to know. The patrons will love seeing that, right now the rest please," he remarked, his hands unbuttoning my jeans, allowing them to drop to the floor, leaving me standing in my lucky yellow jock bare arse practically pressed into his crotch. “Well hello! I guess this tells me what position you played in sports, eh?" he chuckled, giving my bare arse cheek a squeeze before running his finger between the cheeks, grazing my hole. “Well lad, you look perfect. Great body great attitude, That's the main thing.” Spinning me around, he took my hand, walking me back to sit back down with him on the couch. “Ideally I'd like you to start as soon as possible. There's a shift going tonight if you're keen. I can show you the ropes and if you do a good job and keep the customers entertained and drinking then I think we have a deal”. I spluttered my thanks back to him and shook his hand again. Okay, it wasn't exactly a conventional job interview but I had a trial shift and could start straight away. We both stood up and I bent over to grab my clothes. He had obviously tried to assist as he accidentally bumped into my back side as he clearly had stood too close to me. “Whoops sorry boy” he said as he took my hips in his hand and slowly pulled me up into him, chuckling “Daddy's got you, don't worry.” I laughed politely as I put on my jeans and t-shirt while he watched. I shook his hand one last time as he looked at me fondly and he told me to head back down to begin work at 8:00. “Go home, grab a shower and just come back in what you are wearing. You don't need to put in any effort." I thanked him again and headed back downstairs, and, in passing through the pub the guys at the counter asked how it went. I confirmed I had a trial shift that night at 8:00. “Oh lovely,” said the guy who had patted my bum. “I'll look forward to seeing you then” he winked. I left and walked out the pub heading home to get ready for my first shift, with no clue as to how a simple bar job would bring even more change to my life.

Another story for those who enjoyed the Cuban Cigar Intoxification, hope you enjoy this one. Part 1 - Leafy Surrey Suburbs Daniel laid in bed wiping his tear streaked face, a new steely determination coursing through his body telling him enough was enough. At 26 he felt as though life was throwing challenge after challenge at him despite his young age. His swimmers build perfectly fitted his stature and five foot eight height, with his short mousey blond hair with olive skin and a fine seven and half inches of love machine he was a good catch. His partner of 4 years was very similar in build and height but found fucking elsewhere behind his back was more fun and adventurous. Daniel was adept at turning a blind eye as he loved him dearly, or so he thought. His mother was one very shrewd business woman, she had a knack of weeding out the bad ones with ease. Several times she had warned him about her concerns with Greg, but Daniel could only see the good in him. His mother and father were both in their late forties, they had Daniel and his sister at a young age whilst they were building their business empire. They ran a very successful chain of 20 hotels at the top end of the market, this decision had paid off and they were now very wealthy and respected hoteliers in their field. The Salinger Hotel Group had several city, country and beach hotels, it all started with the Salinger Barbados Retreat and to this day remained the flagship hotel and Daniel's favourite place in the world. His sister was two years older, married with 2 kids and his brother-in-law worked as sales and marketing director for the group. Daniel worked mostly overseeing the operation of the resort hotels in Barbados, St Lucia and Spain, this naturally had him travelling a few times a year making sure standards were kept up. The Barbados hotel never really needed checking as the staff were meticulous and loyal to the family in every way. The previous evening he dined with his parents, during dinner the conversation turned to the general manager of the Barbados Retreat who wanted to take a month off as it was low season. They had asked if he would consider taking on the role, he told them he would talk to Greg and let them know the following morning. Daniel arrived home earlier than expected and wandered in to the bedroom to find Greg hurriedly cleaning himself up, his excuse was laughable about nipping down the pub for a quick drink. Daniel knew he had been out fucking another guy, he said nothing and got in to bed pretending to be tired. He knew Greg screwed around without using condoms and was surprised he hadn't caught anything so far. As morning came around he found himself awake and pondering, was the opportunity to be away for a month the clean break he needed, he was fed up with Greg's deceit and this was when the steely determination ran over him. Greg was still fast asleep so he got up and showered and dressed. When he came back in to the bedroom Greg was awake. "Morning Danny, come back to bed" he patted the empty side of the bed next to him. "I have to meet my parents, we have some unfinished business" Daniel was pulling his clothes on. He walked over to Greg and gave him kiss then told him he would be gone 3 or 4 hours, during which time he wanted Greg packed and out of the house and his life forever. Greg sat there looking at Daniel shocked and pleading with him not do this. "As much as I love you I can't put up with your fucking around as soon as my back is turned" he picked up his wallet and keys. Daniel saw the sorry look on his face, he showed no emotion and repeated for him to be gone by the time he gets back, he turned and left the bedroom. Tears streamed down his face as he got in to the car and drove to his parents house, fortunately they didn't live and the drive took him past the many big houses making up this wealthy leafy suburb of Surrey. His mother gave him a hug but said nothing, she had warned him about how shifty Greg looked but didn't want to press the matter further. She was glad this rotten egg was out and was determined he would stay out of his life for good. Daniel never knew that his mother had got Greg to sign a type of pre-nup making sure he couldn't get at any of the money, but more so to protect her son. He had cheered up a bit after an hour and told his parents he will go to Barbados tomorrow morning. At least he wouldn't have to do to much as the hotel ran with slick efficiency which was down to the head of each department, and Sofie the GM was not due to go on leave for another week so would have time to relax. He returned home later that afternoon and the housekeeper Maria told him Greg had gone, she made sure he took only his clothes. Daniel went up to the bedroom which was quiet and felt empty, he sat on the side of the bed, relief washing over him which caused him to break down for several minutes until be pulled himself together. He had a quiet dinner and went to bed early after packing his clothes. The car arrived at 8am to take him to the airport, as soon as he was checked in he went up to the clubhouse to grab a bite to eat and catch up on some emails. A waiter dressed in the familiar purple and red uniform took his order and gave him a big smile as he left, the one thing with Daniel is that unless you knew him you would never have guessed he was gay. It dawned on him that his 4 years with Greg meant he had missed out on how the world's attitude to gay people had changed in such a short space of time. It certainly felt like the waiter was flirting with him in a casual manner to make him feel good. As Greg had always travelled with him he never got second glances or even took time to notice these things, but the waiter couldn't hide his delight at being able to serve him and made sure he was looked after. He even took the time to chat finding out where he was off to, sometimes it did border on outright flirting but Daniel was loving every minute of the attention. He still treaded carefully so not to give the wrong signal to him, the waiter came back over to tell him his flight was boarding, Daniel thanked him for his exceptional service, completely out of character he winked at the waiter as he left. He boarded the plane and turned left, escorted to his seat by a very attractive cabin steward. He wasted no time in introducing himself as Steve and that he would be looking after him during the flight. Steve made sure that Daniel didn't want for anything during the flight. Eventually he had to get up and go to the toilet, the 10 other passengers were dozing or watching films. Steve was standing behind bar just in front of the galley and toilet area as Daniel approached. "Hello Sir, can I get you anything?" Steve asked as he was wiping some bottles. "Diet coke please. Question for you, why am I getting all this attentive service" asking as he sat on the bar stool. "My partner Callum in the clubhouse served you this morning, told me how nice you were and to look after you. Ice?" he said holding the tongues. "Thank you yes, how long is your layover in Barbados?" he asked as Steve popped the can open. "I have a week, in fact Callum is in premium economy he finished work 10 minutes before the flight." grinning from ear to ear. "Where are you staying when you get there?" Daniel asked looking at Steve. "Well it is low season we will find somewhere cheap" Steve shrugged his shoulders. Thank fully the airline had recently installed internet capability, Daniel sent a quick text to Sofie asking if there was a room for a week. "Well as you both looked after me, let me return the favour" Daniel smiled at Steve at the surprised look on his face. "Please you really don't need to" Steve responded "there is plenty of places to stay". Daniel's phone buzzed and Sofie confirmed they had a room, he asked Steve for his surname and sent the message back to Sofie. He got up from the bar stool and went to the bathroom. When he came out he found Steve and Callum chatting in the galley as other cabin crew bustled around preparing the afternoon tea service, they were only a couple of hours now from Bridgetown airport. "Hello Callum, you on holiday as well?" he held out his hand which Callum gladly took. "Yes, have to grab leave when we can" he told Daniel. "When we land meet me at baggage reclaim, I have sorted out your hotel for you as a thank you for looking after me." Callum asked how much they needed to budget nightly but Daniel waved his hand telling them it is all taken care of and just enjoy yourselves, he knew how hard they worked and that the pay was not that magnificent in the airline world. The flight landed ahead of schedule and Daniel found Steve and Callum at baggage reclaim, being airline employees they got through immigration much quicker. Baggage in hand he escorted them outside to the curb where two black limos waited emblazoned with the Salinger Barbados Retreat logo. Jackson one of the drivers came over swiftly to Daniel where he welcomed him back by name. Steve's mind suddenly clicked and remembered the name on the passenger manifest, he turned to Callum and told him that is Daniel Salinger and pointed to the hotel name of the limo. The other driver Marlon came over to addressed Steve and Callum by name and took their cases. Anyone who knew Barbados knew of the Salinger hotel being one of the islands most private and exclusive all inclusive resorts and that it came with a price tag to match. Callum bounced up and down on the curb side in excitement then went over and gave Daniel an hug. "Thank you so so much Daniel" he released the hug and looked at Daniel "No one has ever done anything like this for us" he said. "Absolute pleasure. See you in a few nights for dinner I hope?" as he stepped in to the limo and pulled away from the terminal building. The security gates raised as soon as the limo turned off the main road and continued up the sweeping driveway to the hotel. Sofie was there to greet Daniel as the limo pulled up, they had known each other for 10 years and hadn't seen each other for 3 months, they had a lot to catch up on. Situated on a private beach and well hidden from prying eyes the hotel attracted a few celebrities throughout the year, some returning time after time. It boasted the main hotel wing of 100 rooms and a private Orchid wing of 12 suites and private pool areas, dining, bar and front desk. The best thing was you could hide here and no one on the outside would know. The 2 owners suites where mostly used by the family as they had a private pool terrace. Daniel stood on the veranda and told Sofie it was good to be back home. Sofie stood by his side "Where is Greg, I thought he would be coming with you?" Daniel gazed in to the pool water "I ended it with him yesterday. I think it was a dead cause." "Sometimes we get so blindsided by what you think is love, when in fact you loose sense of reality." Sofie patted his arm. Daniel knew that was Sofie's way of telling him it was a very bad choice he made "Why didn't you tell me?" he looked at her. "You wouldn't have listened Danny." she walked off the veranda and bent down pick a fallen leaf out of the pool. Daniel watched Sofie, he loved her like a sister "Next time you got to slap me back to reality Sofie." he demanded. She smiled and told him they would have dinner together and talk about it then left Daniel to grab a nap before the jetlag got a grip.

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.

Jenn lived across the street in a two story home with a pool. She was fine, she has big tits and tight little body with a big ass on her. She had moved in a year ago after her and Tyler got married. Tyler's family purchased the house for them as a wedding present. My parents were not wealthy like that, I had to work for everything, I rented a cottage in the back of a large house and would work out in the driveway often and I could see Jenn watching me through her kitchen window. I would strut around and show off for her. One day I decided to give her a close up and went and knocked on her door, I told her I had locked myself out and wondered if I hang at their place till a buddy of mine could drop by with the key. She welcomed me in and asked if I was thirsty and I told her I was and she went to the kitchen and it gave me time to pull my dick out of my jock and hang it with my balls to the side so it was pressing against the loose cloth of my shorts. She came out and looked right at my bulge and I flexed my dick a little and she giggled and quickly said damn you have a pool. Wish I had my bathing suit. I would love to take a dip, she agreed it was hot today and she had though about taking a swim as we walked toward the back patio. I turned to her right as we stepped outside and her tits were right at my six pack and said, mind if I take a dip anyway? She swallowed hard and said sure, and I quickly pulled off my shorts and jock and dove in the pool naked. She just stood there. I told her she should join and she said she would but wanted to get her towel and suit on, I told her to towels were the only needed but do whats comfortable! She returned quickly in a rob with two large towels and she walked over and dropped her towel and her beautiful body was revealed and my dick started to get hard. She had the most amazing tits all perky and a landing strip etched right above her pussy. Fuck I love that. She slowly got in the water and as she did my dick was getting harder and harder. Fuck I wanted to bone her. We talked and I tried to keep focus on her and look he into her eyes while I got closer and closer to her. She stayed still and while I was standing in front of her about 10 inches since I am 9" thick she reached out and started to stroke my big dick. I could see the look on her face as she realize I was sporting a baseball bat. She whispered that she had imagined I was big but never pictures it that thick. I smiled and leaned in and kissed her. Just after we broke a long kiss I told her I had wanted to do that for a very long time, hey can we head inside and get more comfortable? She shook her head yes and with that she let go of my dick and turned to get out of the pool and I grabbed her ass for a minute and she stopped and then I let go and she walked out of the pool while I watched her and then followed with my dick jetting straight out at an upward angle. I grabbed the towel and dried off my hair, back, legs and chest and then walked right back into their place and asked where her bedroom was. She froze but pointed and I started walking toward it. She said wait, and I paused for a few seconds and then headed for the room and she followed. Her towel was around her and I was fully naked. I grabbed her hand and put it on my dick again and told her it felt good and I wanted to to keep doing it and once she stated I unfastened her towel and it dropped to the floor and I grabbed her tits and felt them, so fucking soft and firm. Just gripped my dick harder and I leaned in and kissed her again and then grabbed her and gently placed her on her bed and slowly took my hand from her waist all the way to her landing pad and then down her right leg that was closer to me and when I got to her thigh I pulled her leg toward me and and then took her left leg and pushed it back and leaned in and started to eat that sweet pussy. I eat some great pussy and she was making all kinds of noise and then she seemed to feel guilty and said we better stop I am married. She just said it but did not move to get away and I just kept eating away and she started moaning and again and then had her first orgasm with me. She was so fucking wet, it was really hot. She even squirted right in my mouth. I stopped for a second and then kissed my way back up to her breast and then to her lips and kissed her while I rubbed my big dick on her clit and lips and started humping gently but with some force and my dick started to sink into her sweet cunt. She pushed me to stop and said I was too thick and I just held there and then started to enter her more and she was in a little pain at first but it was not long till I sank all the way inside her and flexed my dick and she jumped a little. I proceeded to fuck her and make her cum three more time and I shot twice deep in her cunt. We rested for ten minutes in her bed and then I popped up and got my clothes from the patio and dressed and while she dressed and pulled off the sheets to wash them before her hubby came home. I leaned in and kissed her lightly and bolted for the door and said lets hang out again soon as I shut the door behind me.

I was about 30 when I hooked up with a black dude one afternoon on manhunt. The first time he fucked me with a condom on, but after that he wanted to me fuck again but this time as he was pushing the head of his dick against my hole he looked at me straight in the eyes and asked me if I wanted it in. I said yeah, and then he blew his load deep in me. He fucked me one more time that afternoon. We hooked up a few more time after that, but that first time he bred me was the hottest experience I had. And after that I knew I was hooked on barebacking and have rarely used condoms since then.

My pull out game is super weak. I never pull out. Always unload balls deep.

Damn, Dannyboy. My goal would be to put as much cum in your ass as you can take.

300 - this alone tells me what a perverted SOB I am Too bad there wasn't a score multiplier for how many times I've done those things!!

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

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.

I love the sissy hypno (I run into them and watch every now and then) but I don't know whether its actually changed me. I was in 321 Slammer in Ft. Lauderdale and had a big burly guy come up to me and say, "you wanna be mine to get used for awhile?" just hearing that made me absolutely GIDDY. I said, "Yes sir" and it was on. All I had on was a cock ring and shoes so he grabbed my arm and led me around. First to the sling where I got on and he disappeared - then he came back with two guys and said, "have at it". I, of course, sucked and got fucked by both - I remember him saying, "loads?" and they both nodded. He told me to get out and led me over to the round, cushioned bench and told me to "assume the fucking position, pig". On my face and knees he had at least 10 guys take turns in me. Most didn't cum (most guys in those places don't want to blow their load until they're ready to leave) but a few did. He led me back to the maze and told me to wait at a particular glory hole - he sent about 5-6 guys to me over the next hour or two. I swallowed a LOT of loads that night and got at least 6-7 in my hole as well...but the biggest turn on was not being in control.

Loved this chapter, especially the whole background surrounding Mark. It was the best to read about the proposal and the action of retribution against Steven and his family. Simply put... perfect!

Just 2 hours ago I had a gangbang at my place with 5 daddies. The oldest was 55, youngest 47. They all took turns fucking me and they DP-ed me. My pussy is still dripping cum!

I was about 30 Aleays used condoms One time I hooked up with this black guy. We got hot and heavy and he just put in in me bare it felt so good He fucked me till I could feel him breathing hard Then he just unloaded in my ass After that I never used a condom again

I woke up a couple days later, still in Jakes front seat. The previous few days were a blur. I'd be awake for a few minutes then fall back asleep. I knew that fucking Jake the way I had would flood my system with more of the HIV virus, and that was the point. I wanted to make sure I had it. I'm this sick because I want to be. I'm not sure I can explain why, but once Jake told me I was HIV+, I just *wanted* him! I just needed to fuck him. A lot. It's all I wanted to do. I never desired a man like that until now but, being honest with myself, I absolutely loved having his cock between my legs. As Jake was my first time going anal, I don't know if that need stems from me being pozzed by him, or is commensurate with everyone that does anal. All I knew was, even in my current state of drifting in and out of consciousness, all I could think about was his cock. It was also the subject of most of my dreams. Jake poured some water down my throat. "You're at the point I was at when I first got it, whore. You'll bounce back but you're going to go through hell for a few more days." I looked over at him and smiled. He shot me back a look of confusion. "Why the hell are you smiling?" I chuckled. "I've never been this miserable - I've also never been this happy." It's one of the truest statements I've ever made. I reached over and unzipped his pants, taking out his cock and starting to stroke him. As sick as I was, I could at least do that much. He looked over at me briefly, long enough to see me smile, then got his eyes back on the road. "You must have been real popular in the navy, whore." I shook my head as I worked him through my hand. I kept the grip loose enough so he slid through my fingers but tight enough so that I was working the muscle. Jake's uncut, if you were wondering. I shook my head as I worked him slowly, but deeply on every stroke. "No, I was hated - for precisely the reason that I *didn't* put out. I wasn't there to fuck people, I was there to serve my country and to fulfill my oath. Men expected me to be what I am now, and I wasn't. That's not why I was there." He looked slightly confused so I continued as he became semi-erect. "Whatever I'm doing, I give myself over to it. Singular focus. When I was in the navy, I was a sailor. That's it. When I was at work in the civilian sector at my desk, I was there to work. Nothing more. Now that I'm a naked HIV+ whore, my entire life is about pleasing the men that own me. Sex isn't about me and my pleasure." He nodded as he got harder in my hand. "Yes, I've noticed that you haven't cum once in our time together. All the other bitches reach for their cocks when I'm fucking them - but not you. Your hands are always on me." I nodded, looking at how fast he was becoming rock hard. My conversation was helping. "This cock between my legs isn't my own - it belongs to the men I serve. No doubt some will want me to fuck them, and I will. But it's THEIR choice, not mine. I exist solely for sexual pleasure of others. That's my life now, Jake." He leaned back in his seat a little and began to give himself over to me. "In all seriousness cunt, you're nothing to us. You really are just fuck meat." I looked up at him. "And that's all I want, Jake. It's how I see myself. I'm a whore, nothing more." Jake was hard now so he unbuckled me, used his strong trucker arms and lifted me onto his cock so I was facing him. "You'd die without us." I nodded as I slid him full on into me. "I was dead before you found me, Jake. Now I'm alive for the first time. I have no illusions, I'm going to die fucking some man - or men - I don't know. It's going to be in someone's truck or overseas but it will happen. I wouldn't have it any other way, stud." Calling him that caused him to throb hard inside of me. I felt it throughout my body. I decided to push him a little further. "What usually happens to your bitches?" He took a hand off the wheel and placed it on my hip, guiding me up and down. "We keep you viraled up like you are now. I'll be handing you off to Tony in a town outside Atlanta." It takes all my focus but I start to ride him with more rhythm. "Tell me about Tony." For a moment his eyes closed, lost in lust. I felt his cock throbbing a bit harder. "As small as your dick is, he's going to put you in chastity and he's going to leash you. He's known to have a higher viral count than me which means you're going to feel worse than you do now." I push down hard and held him deep, then kissed him softly on the lips. "You didn't answer my question - what really happens to bitches like me? What happened to the other 28?" I started to nibble on his ear lobe. He pulled his head back and looked me in the eyes - to be more accurate, he looked *through* my eyes and straight into my soul. "Most don't last more than a couple years. We keep you as you are now, your T cell count slowly dropping. None of us give a shit - we're just going to use you bitch, and when we're done..." I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered. "Then what....................................................................................... stud?" He grunted - even growled before replying."Then we sell you. To our friends in south east asia. The kind that run brothels full of AIDS infected whores. You'll spend all day just being fucked by one man after another, after another until you've got nothing left to give - you're all used up." He said as he was close to cumming hard. I looked into his eyes. "Finish it." He lowered his head into the nape of my neck. "You vanish. Without a trace. No one gets out alive." I summoned my strength, raised my body up high and dropped down quickly twice. It was all he needed. He screamed loudly as he came deep inside of me, my arms wrapped around him. With my mouth next to his ear I whispered, "That's it....give me all of you. Pump your toxic seed deep inside of me." Let me feel you the way your wife never can. He pulsated hard a few more times, his muscle moving against the inside of me, filling me again with his cum. He whispered, "We're going to enjoy destroying you, cunt." I waited until had gone soft, then I rolled off of him and back into my seat, keeping my legs closed tightly to keep in his seed. "Not as much as I will, Jake. I'm definitely getting the better end of this deal." Before drifting back off to sleep.

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

Well, there have been instances where I've been at a bathhouse or sex party and been fucked by nine to ten guys in one visit, but the most memorable gang bang I've experienced was some six years ago, the first time I agreed to be an anon cum dump for a voyeur. The voyeur in question was a cute Russian guy in Brooklyn, New York, in whose apartment I was staying at via Airbnb. He realised that I was predominantly a shy guy and took time to open up, so he suggested that I let him arrange a gang bang with the choicest of his horny top friends who he would invite over on a Saturday evening, letting me know I wouldn't have to be a part of any awkward introductory conversations or chit chat. All I had to do was to clean up, take a shower, blindfold myself and be on all fours inside the bedroom. As I don't drink nor smoke he suggested I sniff on poppers, suggesting they would help me relax. I took a whiff one night before the gangbang and felt a warm rush taking me over for a few minutes which I quite enjoyed. So ... the evening was planned. He didn't tell me who was coming, how many guys, let alone what the guys looked like. Nothing. He simply asked that I trust him, and I did. At 6:30 P.M. on the designated Saturday evening, I took a shower, and afterwards moved into the bedroom where I lay on the bed. I purposely left the bedroom door slightly ajar. Around 6:40 I heard the doorbell ring and the voyeur buzzed someone into the building, stepping into the bedroom to tell me to be ready. I put on the blindfold and got on all fours. My heart was beating fast as I was super excited and extremely nervous. I heard a couple of voices including that of the voyeur. The wooden floor boards creaked as an unknown number of guys entered the bedroom. A couple of hands started feeling up my body, one exploring my ass and teasing my rosebud hole. One of the men exclaimed "Ooooooh. so tight." Another voice advised "Don't be afraid, boy. You'll have a good time." As I heard the quiet rustle of clothing being removed and the muffled clang of belt buckles, the voyeur whispered into my ear "Don't worry, but unclench when the guys enter your ass." He even assisted me in taking a huff of poppers by shutting one nostril of mine and offered my a whiff of poppers. Again I felt that (now familiar) warm rush. "Good boy, open up and take in these meaty monsters. I'll keep making you sniff on poppers and sip on water every now and then," he recommended. I nodded in agreement as several fingers lubed my hole, and for better or worse, before I could totally take in the sensation of my hole being caressed by those thick fingers, I felt a salty thick sausage-like cock rubbing on my lips. I took it in. The cock was, I think, a nice seven incher. In any event I could easily deep-throat it, although when he began ramming his cock into my mouth I braced myself against the guy's beefy thighs. Meanwhile, as all of this was happening, I felt a big cock enter my ass - slowly and patiently. While the poppers were wearing off, still I fully enjoyed the sensation of being stuffed simultaneously from both ends. About that same time, while I am not sure I heard the doorbell ring again, but I was definitely aware when I heard a couple of new voices. The guy who was fucking me took this opportunity to announce "I don't wanna come so soon," withdrawing his cock from my ass. However the cock in my mouth blew a nice warm load into my throat. As I swallowed the load, enjoying the taste, the guy I had just blown patted my head saying "You are so good boy." Undoubtedly as intended, I felt confident and appreciated. I was also excited at the prospects of what was to come. The voyeur/host came around to provide me with poppers and just as I inhaled a HUGE cock plunged into my hole. I screamed and in the upset the bottle of poppers was accidentally dumped on the bed, so we were surrounded in a cloud of popper vapors. "Don't worry, man, just relax and enjoy the new cock inside your hole," my host advised, with several other voices offering similar suggestions. A hand on my head slowly positioned my face so I was immersed in the popper-soaked mattress. I took a huge sniff. Fuck, I didn't realise how strong and hard that big sniff would hit me. After that the whole evening was somewhat of a blur. Cock after cock entered and pounded my ass and / or my mouth. One after the next. An hour into the session the voyeur asked me if I wanted a break. I replyed saying I needed to piss. One of the guys in the room remarked "You don't actually need to piss, it's just a phantom sensation because so many of our cocks have been hitting onto your bladder." Still I asked for a break and one of the guys held my hand, walking me (blindfolded) to the bathroom, telling me to knock on the door when I was ready to rejoin them, and one of the guys would guide me back. He also recommended I drink more water. As soon as he shut the door, I took off the blindfold. The light made my head spin a bit. I sat down on the toilet, feeling cum dripping down my leg. I cleaned up a bit, took in a few deep breaths and looked at myself in the mirror. I had hickies all over my neck and chest and arms although I honestly didn't recall any of the guys sucking and chewing on my nipples. Speaking of my tits, they looked like a sexy sea of red marks. A broad smile born of being very pleased with myself crossed my face. Getting to the task at hand, I quickly washed my face, re-doned the blindfold, and gave the signal I was ready. In the few seconds that passed before the door opened the doorbell sounded. A new group of guys had presumably arrived, ready to stretch my hole. When the door opened the voyeur asked "You ready?" as he took my hand and led me back into the bedroom. A new voice spoke-up, apparently that of the new arrival, who also apparently needed to use the loo. "Whoa! This boy is cute. I need to fuck him up." He pinched my nipples which caused me to squeal. He laughed in his sexy deep base voice and kissed me. In that quick kiss I could taste the cigarettes and alcohol on his breath. The voyeur host snickered as he pulled me away towards the bed. The new guy smacked my ass as I stepped away from him, apparently his mark of approval. Once back to the bed I got on all fours. Someone's cock promptly entered my mouth, but after a few strokes withdrew, as if it had been asked to take a pause. I realised the host wanted me to sniff a new bottle of poppers one of the guys had provided. A few sniffs, and I was back to sucking the latest cock. The deep voiced new guy came to the bedroom and greeted the other fellows. I am not sure how many guys were in the room at this point but I heard at least five voices, one of which was the host. The new guy was an Alpha Male who openly declared he wanted me all to himself for a few minutes, although he graciously invited the other guys to watch. The guy I was sucking withdrew from my mouth, whereupon the Alpha Male turned me around, instructing me to lay on my back. To my surprise the Alpha Male opened by sucking on my nipples like he was milking them. This drove me insane. He followed-up by passionately kissing me. Again I tasted more of the cigerette / alcohol combination. Now the Alpha Male was on top of me, his big, hairy, bulky body holding me in position. I loved being submissive to him. Placing my legs on his shoulders his cock violently and without any foreplay entered me violently. Now, I'd cleaned up the lube and loads from earlier, so my ass might have been a bit dry, and to be sure, my ass was sore, so although the Alpha Male had a cock was probably a seven incher, it stung like a nine incher. As I screamed and instinctively tried to push him out, but the Alpha Male snapped an instruction to another guy to control my arms. Now my arms were being held immobile above my head. Mercifully the Alpha Male considerately paused in pounding my ass, instead licking my nipples, his cock still lodged in my hole, effectively calming me down as my ass adjusted to his cock. Within a minute or two my ass muscles had relaxed, and, his cock still deep in my hole, the Alpha Male invited the other guys to join in. My arms were released and we got back to business. Once again, I sniffed on the poppers like my life depended on it. I felt both a major rush and an incipient headache. My mouth was also quite worn-out as I had been deep-throating almost non-stop since the first guy. At some point I found myself back in doggie position, having taken load after load from at least four guys. Approaching complete exhaustion I announced "Hey, guys, I'm really out steam. Can we stop?" The deep-voiced Alpha Male, however, wasn't having it, and enticed me by caressing my whole body and suggesting "Let's do one last thing. How about a DP?" I was too tired and honestly intimidated by the prospects of trying to take two cocks in my ass simultaneously, so I took a deep breath and answered "Would you mind if we tried that another time?" The guys were super sweet about it, and recommended I rest while they all cleaned up. The voyeur offered to escort me to the bathroom, but I declined, and lay back, promptly falling asleep. Sometime later I awoke and, removing the blindfold, saw I was alone. I could, however, hear voices in the hallway. A glance at my phone told me it was 11:00 P.M. Texting the voyeur I asked if I could come out. "No, I'm coming in," he replied, adding "please put on the blindfold if you're not wearing it." I complied, and seconds later he entered the room explaining they had checked on me a couple of times, and as I was sleeping peacefully they thought they would let me rest a bit. "How long was I out?" "About half an hour," he answered. That meant the gang bang had been going on for four hours. "Hey, look, all but three of the guys have left, but we've ordered pizzas. Why not get a shower and afterwards join us for a bit?" Pizza sounded really good. I showered, dried-off and stepped out to the hallway. Three burly black Brooklyn guys were seated with the rather puny-looking Russian voyeur host. All four guys gave me a comfortable smile, and welcomed me. One of the guys asked "How's that ass feeling, boy?" I recognised the deep voice of the Alpha Male. I smiled, and may well have actually blushed. We enjoyed the pizza and, as I washed my face and hands one of the two Brooklyn guys left, leaving the Alpha Male, another black guy, and the Russian, all of whom were sipping on a beer. The Russian then asked the question for which, I think, everyone was waiting: "Would you like to go for another round with these two?" My only question was "Do we have more poppers?" All three guys smiled. "Give me two minutes and I'll see you in the bedroom. No, I'll feel you in the bedroom. P. S. - According to my host, the total number of guys who opened my hole that evening: 11 .

Hello to all of you that read my first true story about outdoor sex. This is another account of a meeting I had in the middle of a city near a river. It was late one summers evening when I met up with this sexy young Portuguese stud I had been messaging on a gay dogging site. I had been chatting to Fillipe for a couple of hours, and we were both getting hornier and hornier with each new message that we sent. It was me that asked if he would like to meet that night, and he of course said yes. There are a few cruising areas near around the closest city to me and we arranged to meet at one of them, a local place close to him next to the river in the middle of the city. As I am a total bareback cock riding slut whore, and I have no problems being fucked in plain view of anyone that wants to watch, I of course agreed without hesitation. I took a little time to get ready putting on, a tiny black thong, matching quarter cup bra, tiny crop top and a micro mini skirt that only half covered my hot little tranny ass, and a pair of killer high heels to show off my totally smooth shaved legs to their full effect, making sure my tight tranny pussy was well lubed in readiness for the hard fucking it was about to get from my young Portuguese lover, I set of in my car and 15 minutes later I was parking next to the river, a quick check of my makeup and I left my car and started the short walk to our arranged place to meet. Being in the centre of the city of Worcester, there was a wide public footpath with some railings along the river bank, and as I passed this one oldish looking guy standing by the railings, so smiled, blew him a kiss and winked as walked on to my hot date. Just a couple of minutes later I arrives at some seats, and just a few seconds later Fillipe arrived and sat down next to me on the seat. "Hi Sexy", said Fillipe, "hi stud", I replied. As he said that he placed his arm around me and started to kiss me passionately on the lips, his tongue entering my wet mouth and giving me a passionate wet French kiss. As we were kissing his free hand started groping my natural 38b tits, making me moan softly, and my hand slowly moved down his manly chest finally resting on a very large bulge in his jeans. When I felt his raging hard cock through his jeans, I know I just had to got my wet red lips around it so I pulled away from him, and started to undo his jeans. within seconds a raging hard 8 inch cock was staring back at me just demanding to feel my wet lips around it, so I lowered my head and slowly slide his big knob in to my willing mouth. Deeper and deeper in to my mouth went this big monster fuckstick until I felt it touch the back of my throat, just as Fillipe expected me to rise, I continued and his big cock entered down my throat and finally stopped when his cum filled balls touched my chin. When he felt his long cock go down my eager throat he let out a low moan, and said, "MMMMM, YEAHHH FUCK!! That feels so good Donna". When I heard that I went to down on my young lover and started sucking and deep throating him like a true cock sucking whore. As I was deep-throating Fillipe, his hand move to my ass and started sliding first one, then two, then three fingers, in to my hot wet tranny cunt, making me moan around his thick cock in my mouth. Then suddenly without warning, I felt his cock start twitching and pulsing as she suddenly started to fill my mouth with his hot young creamy cum. One, Two, Three, then four squirts of cum filled my willing mouth so much I had trouble keeping it in there. After the fourth rope of cum finished squirting I let his cock fall from my mouth and showed him all his jizz swimming around in there then swallowed it all, showing my young lover I had been a good fucktoy swallowing his entire load of spunk. Fillipe smiled and said, "you truly are a hot slut Donna", I smiled back and said, "you better believe it stud" then French kissed him sharing the remains of his cum with him. We chatted for a while, and all the time we chatted I had his cock in my hand slowly stroking it back to life. while Fillipe openly stroked my now very hard and wet shecock and sucking and biting my erect nipples. It was while I was doing this I notice the guy I smiled and winked to on the way to my meeting with Fillipe, standing about 20 yards form us watching us intently. After a few more minutes Fillipe was fully hard again and I said, are you ready to ride in my hot tranny asscunt stud?". He just said, "YEAH!!, sit on my cock NOW bitch!!" so being the true whore I am, I did as I was told and removed my thong and got in to the reverse cowgirl position, and slowly lowered my hot wet asscunt on to his rock hard fuckstick. I let out a low squeal as I felt Fillipe's bulbous knob pierce my willing asscunt and lowered my self taking inch after inch of his huge 8 inch cock until his cum filled balls touching my ass. As I impaled myself on Fillipe, I looked over to the other guy and saw him stroking his cock watching the hot fuck show I was putting on. As I started bouncing up and down on the monster cock in my asscunt, my shecock waiving about on full view to the world, I started talking dirty to Fillipe, saying how much I loved riding his big cock, and how I wanted his second load deep in my tranny asscunt, and how much I love being fucked in such a public place making sure I said it loud enough for the other guy to hear me. 15 Minutes later, Fillipe gave a loud grunt and roar, as his cock started twitching and pulsing for the second time that night, but this time it was filling my hot tranny fuckhole, with hot young Portuguese jizz. Once Fillipe finished filling my hot asscunt with his cum I slowly lifted off him and his cock made a loud plop as it left my well fucked and abused fuckhole, feeling his cum starting to ooze from my gaping hole I turned around and like the dirty bitch I am, started to clean his still semi-hard cock with my mouth, licking and sucking my tranny cunt juice and spare cum off his spent cock. As I was cleaning Fillipe's cock, making sure my voyeur could clearly see my freshly fucked ass, I noticed him jerk and shoot his load all over the floor near us, then he put his cock away and walked off. When I had finished, cleaning Fillipe's cock he said, "thanks babe, you are one hot dirty fucktoy Donna", I smiled and said, "any time you need your balls drained again just call me ok lover", and handed him my thong as a present. We kissed again, and we said our goodnights, then I stood up raised my mini skirt and flashed my freshly fucked asscunt again at him and said, "my cunt is hungry for your cock again soon lover, Call me". At that I lowered and straitened my mini skirt and walked off back to the car, with a big smile and the feeling of my lovers cum dripping out of my gaping fuckhole, and running down the back of my long smooth legs. On the way back to my car I saw the guy that had watch me fucking my young lover sitting on another seat but that's a story for another time ? The End.

Browsing through the display cabinets of pleasure toys there was nothing that caught my interest. The shop was in a seedier part of town, the owner, was late 40's a type of leather biker that you wouldn't want to meet in an alley on a dark night. He approached me and asked if I was looking for anything in particular. I looked at him and noticed the biohazard tattoo on both his arms before replying that I wanted something different. I lifted up my t-shirt sleeve to reveal my scorpion tattoo, he reached up and inspected it then looked at me again and asked what kind of something different was I expecting. I moved over to the display of PA's as he followed me and told him I was looking for a special PA. He motioned me to follow him, putting the closed sign up and locking the door we disappeared in to the back. He pulled went to the safe and pulled out a small tray of unusual types of PA. They all had the same experience except the gauges were different as were the size of the balls. I looked in amazement, after all,the tip I got to try this place had paid off. I picked one up and felt the smooth glide of the ring up to the 3 balls, 2 small ones that were part of the ring and the bigger, middle one, I rubbed the tip of my finger over it and immediately felt this was not the same, it had a very fine grating sensation. I looked at my finger and noticed the skin showed abrasion marks. The shop owner was smiling and said "It does the job, guaranteed 100%, one of a kind nowhere else makes them.". I handed over the cash and pulled down my pants and underwear, the shop owner picked up the plyers and removed my existing PA and inserted the new one. Tonight I would take it for a test drive. I decided to hit the sauna this evening so had a quick freshen up, I completely removed the temporary scorpion tattoo from my arm, I was not stupid enough to get a permanent one just yet. I stood in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. At 24 years old I had been poz for 4 years, deciding against meds I had a pretty hefty viral load and knew it wouldn't be long before I had to start down the route of getting it under control. Contemplating my image I was okay, I could never score hot guys off the web but once they saw me in person I was like a dreamboat and magnet. At just under six foot, I had a very average build, dirty blond hair and blue eyes, a little muscle definition but I never worked out. My low hangers and 8 inch uncut cock was my crowning glory. In a country where mostly everyone was cut this is what set me out as a special find guys. I glanced closer in the mirror and smiled as I could just make out the three balls on my PA under the foreskin. Thinking to myself how one lucky guy was going to get to test drive this and get a ride they would never forget. The sauna was known as a place for safe sex was ideal for catching prey and converting them, plus I had age on my side. I moved between the sauna and steam room eyeing up the prey, I would pay particular attention to guys who demanded condoms. One caught my attention big time, he must have been 19 or 20, totally average and small build. Deliberately I bumped in to him after his minor scrap with a much older guy who wanted to fuck him. He swung round as I apologised for bumping him, he looked at me and said it was no problem and gave me smile. I noticed his eyes were darting up and down my body, contact made, I apologised and left the steam room. Over the next half an hour I stalked and made eye contact with him several times. The last time this happened I saw his reflection and noticed that he couldn't keep his eyes off me, the young lad had taken the bait and all I had to do was bide my time. I was very careful not to touch anyone, I moved quickly if someone attempted to touch me, this displayed to my prey that I was picky and not an easy slut. I did one last swoop by my prey without looking at him and headed to one of the private rest cubicles. Very low lighting and an acrid smell of poppers lingered in the air. I kept my towel tight around my waist. I couldn't have been in there for more than 3 minutes when my prey walked past, his eyes peering at me, but I made no move or acknowledgment. He walked by again, stopping as he did so, he looked at me and began to cross the threshold towards me. He asked if he could come in, again I made no impulse reaction and just replied "Sure.". He closed the door and put the latch down, my prey was now in my lair and there would be no going back for this cute little guy now. He approached me and started to kiss me on my neck and shoulders then looked up at me and told me didn't kiss guys on the mouth, suck cock or fuck without protection. His hand now stroking my cock, I laid back on the bench. Carefully every time he went towards the PA I would wriggle and move his hand away so that he never got to touch it and feel the middle balls destructive texture. He continued to kiss my body and nipples, I played my part to perfection and feigning very little interest, I could tell he was seeing this as a challenge. He pulled a condom out from his towel which I took and unravelled over my cock. His mouth slid down over my wrapped penis, he made no comment about the PA so I took this as good sign that the condom had masked the middle ball. I sat up as he dropped his towel and turned around rubbing his ass against my cock. Standing up I pushed the slut face down on the bench. I slowly moved my face towards his arse as he looked back over his should and began moaning. My tongue darted and flickered around his hole, I spat numerous times on his hole and tongued fucked it in to his arse. All the time he was letting out moans of pure pleasure, my tongue working up along his back I was ready to test drive how effective this PA would be. I leaned over his body my cock now rubbing his ass I asked him to be honest and tell me if he had any STD's or was poz, he shook his head as told me reassuringly he was absolutely clean. The head of my cock and PA prised his hole open as the spit made the entry slightly easier. His backed arched and head rose as he let out a moan, I pushed a couple of inches in to his slutty ass. "Oh fuck," he cried. I backed off and apologised, making it look like I was pulling out and ending it he looked over his shoulder "Don't stop." he pleaded. I pushed him hard up to edge of the bench so that there would be no give when I penetrated him this time. He bucked wildly and moaned in pleasure and agony as I gave him my entire cock. Balls deep in my prey I grabbed his neck with my arm and with my other hand I placed it firmly over his mouth to stifle any cries. His hands grabbed at my arms as his eyes opened wide at the force of my invasion. I began to slowly grind my hips against his ass, slowly his hands moved down my body and grasped my ass cheeks. I started thrusting my hips deeper in to him, his moans of pleasure escaping his covered mouth. I gave a couple of long thrust and felt the unmistakable sensation of the condom rolling down to the base of my cock. The middle ball had worked through the condom ripping it to shreds, now it was starting to do the same to the inside of the my preys ass lining. My movements became more rapid, he moaned louder as the abrading was giving him some discomfort causing his head to push up, I could tell he was feeling something he hadn't reckoned. I started to pant heavily next to his ear as I began fucking him harder to mask the pain he originally felt. His body relaxed again I moved my hand from his mouth and grabbed his forehead to secure him in position. "Oh shit, fuck me." he cried, I made several moans of pleasure, all the time I alternated between a grinding and thrusting motion for maximum effect. The intense pleasure I was feeling was making it difficult to hold back. I edged and abruptly stopped. Until the desire to orgasm dissipated, gradually replacing with gentle deep thrusts which he started to really enjoy. My hips locked deep against his ass I had him where I wanted him. His moans and pleasure for my cock caused an uncontrollable urge to take my prey. I felt my cock starting to swell, I used my legs to pin and lock his legs apart as the final moments began. He let out a shriek of excited pain as my hips gave a powerful crushing against his ass pinning him harder to the bench. Jolting I released my first load to toxic seed deep in his body as I moaned loudly. The second jolt was even deeper, the pain of my hips crushing his pelvis causing another cry from my prey as I ground the seed in to his now torn ass lining. I held him securely over the bench as my breeding contractions continued until the last remnants my toxic seed oozed in to his ass. He was shaking and panting heavily as I pulled my dick from his ass. The torn condom was as the base of my shaft, I inspected my PA which was coated in blood and cum. "Oh man, that was amazing." he said, I agreed and told him I needed to go and get rid of the condom. I grabbed my towel and left him sprawled across the bench. This new PA certainly did the trick and was also an excellent stealthing tool, no trickery was required and I was about to set on one hell of a stealthing spree.

5. "You need another hit from the pipe," TJ said. "I do?" I asked. My head was swimming already. I had already done more tina than I had planned, done more poppers than I wanted, and now TJ was suggesting that I continue the process. "Yeah," TJ said. "Get you to the next level." Before I could protest, he had stuck the pipe in my mouth, and was already adjusting the flame on the torch. "Tweaked out faggot boy," he said, as I started to inhale the thick clouds. "Make it good for me," he said. I focused on the pipe and the tendrils of white vapor forming in the bowl. It was far easier than the alternative, which was to focus on my now empty hole. The loads from the three different men were mixing inside of me. My body was absorbing the sperm, learning and incorporating the jizz into a permanent part of me. I would never be able to say I was a pure white man again. "That's what I want from you," TJ said, as I sucked on the pipe. "Get you properly fucked up for a fucked-up night." My lungs were nearly at bursting, and I paused for a moment. "Little bit more," TJ said. I took one last gasp from the pipe. Mercifully, TJ took the pipe from me, rather than forcing me to ask the black man to stop forcing drugs on me. "Now, hold it for me," TJ said. "Focus on my cockhead," he continued, guiding my head back down to his dark, hard shaft. I was getting used to TJ's cock, and this time, the head slid in easily. "Just the cockhead," TJ said, reminding me to not go too deep on the cock. I ran my tongue around the thick head, savoring the pre-cum that was dripping from his piss slit. In the moment, it didn't matter that TJ was black. "Fuck that's good," TJ said. All that mattered was that I was able to give him some pleasure. "Ooph," I said, finally unable to hold my breath any longer. I exhaled, and the thick cloud obscured my head and TJ's dick for a moment. I was suddenly aware that the door was still open. Anyone walking by could see that we were partying. Not that it was a problem; everyone at the club was probably on at least something, if not several drugs. "That's nice," TJ said, and gently guided my head back to his cockhead. "Feels good. Your mouth on my dick." I took the tip into my mouth and licked off a bead of pre-cum. I didn't care that it was pre-cum from a black cock. I didn't even care that the door was wide open and anyone walking by could see me servicing a black man. All that was important was that it was a pre-cum and I was the lucky cocksucker who got to lick it up. "Just keep on doing that," TJ said. I obliged, working my way up and down his shaft, teasing out a few more drops of pre-cum. "You need another hit," TJ said. I shook my head. I had done more tina than I was used to, and it was time for me to slow down. "No," TJ said, contradicting me. "You need another hit." The tone was clear; I had no choice in the matter. I slowly pulled off his cock, carefully lapping up all the mixed pre-cum and spit from his shaft. TJ had the pipe ready, and as soon as my mouth was empty of his dick, he stuck the glass stem in my mouth. "I want you to do a nice big hit," he said. He held the torch under the bowl and carefully heated it up. It seemed like it should have been empty by that point, but the bowl quickly filled up with the thick white clouds. I inhaled slowly but deeply. Like sucking off the black men, getting fucked by a Latino, or all the other things I had done that night, I knew I was doing something I would regret later. But in the heat of the moment, it seemed like the right thing to do. "That's it, cocksucker. Show me what you can do with a glass cock." I stayed focused on the pipe, making sure that as soon as the bowl re-filled, I drained it. "Damn, that's hot. Seeing you suck down those clouds," TJ said. He was smiling, and I wondered what he had planned for me next. Finally, my lungs were filled. I nodded. TJ shook his head. "I know you can do more," he said. "Hungry faggot like you," he continued, and left the torch under the bowl and the pipe in my mouth. I gasped and inhaled even more of the thick clouds. At this point, there was no more air in my lungs; it was all drugs. "That's it. That little extra is going to send you flying," TJ said, and finally, mercifully, removed the pipe from my mouth. He guided my head down to his dick and then started to suck on the pipe himself. "Oh yeah," he grunted, careful not to lose too much of the drug. "Fucking good stuff." As I sucked on his cock, he took a long hit from the pipe. One hand, he used to adjust the torch, but the other rested on the top of my head, just in case I had any doubts about my job at the moment. It was obvious that he wanted me to hold the hit. I did just that, even as I wondered if I would pass out from lack of air. Finally, I couldn't hold it any longer, and I exhaled my hit. "That's it," TJ said. "Get you up in the clouds." I dared to look up at him briefly and saw him staring off into the distance. TJ's eyes were glazed over in that familiar haze of drug-induced pleasure, where all that mattered to him was the pipe and my mouth on his dick. "Mmmmmm," he moaned, as my mouth went back down on his thick, dark shaft. "Just what I'm needing right now," he continued. I looked up and saw him exhale a thick cloud. Even as high as I was, I couldn't help but want a little more of those wonderful white clouds, and the way they pushed our boundaries and limits. "One more, I think," TJ said, as he stuck the pipe back in his mouth. It was another leisurely hit from the pipe, making sure that his lungs were filled with the white clouds. I wanted to make him feel good as he held the hit, so I forced myself as far down on his dick as I could. Although I only made it about two thirds of the way, he still grunted appreciatively, and pushed my head a bit further down. I fought off the urge to gag. "Mmmmm," he groaned again, as he finally put the pipe and torch down. I glanced up. His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the simple pleasures of getting head. There was enough light from the open door for me to see the smile playing on his face. Finally, he exhaled, and his head was enveloped by the cloud. By the time it drifted down towards the floor, TJ's eyes were open, and he was staring down at me. "Fuck," he said. "This is damn good shit. And you're not a half bad cocksucker, either." My stomach did a flip when he complimented me, as perverted as it seemed to be happy about a nigger complimenting me on my talents sucking his dick. "You think you're ready for a nigger to fuck you?" he asked me. I pulled off of his dick, just long enough to confirm I had heard him properly. "You want to fuck me?" I asked. "Me?" he answered, albeit slowly. There was the languid pace of speaking that I knew was how some men responded to the drugs. I ran my tongue around his cock. He deserved nothing less than my utter devotion to his ebony shaft. "Me?" he asked again. "No. Not yet. Waiting for the magic hour." "Magic hour?" I asked. "Yeah," TJ said. "Magic hour. You'll know when it is. But don't worry. It's not for a while yet. Plenty of time for you to have fun." "Yeah?" I asked, and went back down on TJ's cock, waiting for him to explain more. The room grew darker. It took me a moment to realize that it was someone standing in the door. "He as good of a cocksucker as he looks?" the stranger said. I started to turn my head to get a glimpse of him, but TJ put his hand on my skull and held me in place. "Oh yeah," TJ said. "And his ass has been pretty popular as well." "Fuck," he said. There was a bit of an accent to his voice, almost French, but with a hint of a song. "That's hot. Bareback?" "Is there any other way to fuck?" "I gotta breed a hole," the stranger said. "Knock that faggot up." "That's what he's here for," TJ said. "Just a hole for our pleasure." The stranger was now behind me, his cock pressing up against my asshole. Unlike the earlier men, I could tell he was circumcised. There was not the softness of the foreskin cloaking the stiffness of his phallus. This time, there was no buffer between me and the stranger. "Right on," the stranger said. "That what I think it is?" he asked. Even though my lips were still wrapped around TJ's dick and I was staring at his curly black bush, it was obvious that the stranger was talking about the glass pipe. "Yeah. You want a hit?" "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "First things first though." From somewhere unknown, he produced a bottle of lube, and let a few cold drops of it land on my hole. "He's got a few loads up there already. Not sure you'll need that." "So much the better." In a gap in the music, I heard the bottle land on the bed next to me. His cock pressed up against my hole. The three men who had fucked me had done their job well. My hole was open and loose, and at best, I could only put up a token resistance to his thick cock invading me. "Everything is better when it's the way Allah intended it," the man said. "Allah," he had said. The accent was Arab, from the former French colonies. I had been fucked by two Latinos, a Greek, and now a Muslim. When TJ had said I would be fucked by all the colors of the rainbow, he had not been kidding. "Allah," he had said. His dick had slid into me easily. The accumulated cum had lubricated its passage, and I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I was continuing down a bad path: I was letting men of all ethnicities and religions fuck me. I wanted the familiar pleasure of a white cock, a good Christian cock, not this sand nigger forcing himself on me. "Here you go," TJ said, passing the party supplies to the latest stranger pounding my hole. "Nice," the stranger said. There was the familiar hiss of the torch, then the slowing of his strokes as he took the deep breaths of the drug. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, then pushed his dick further into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned again, pulled out, and slammed back into me. "Fucking nice hole," he said. The tina cloud drifted down over my head. "Do another," TJ said. The stranger shoved his dick in to me; at the moment, I was little more than a dick holster for him as he got tweaked out on the crystal I had brought. It was a good feeling, making him happy in so many ways. "And don't hold back on this faggot's ass. He's due for a good fucking tonight." "Oh yeah," the stranger said. "Gonna make him feel like the faggot he is." I already felt like a worthless faggot. My throat was stuffed full of Black cock, my ass was dripping with Latino cum and it was stuffed full of Arab cock. It was hard to imagine getting any lower than being a plaything for these virile, horny, hungry ethnic men. I was a white man. These men should be taking care of me. The anger flared for a moment, but only for a moment. My thoughts were intense but fleeting. The stranger pushed his dick deeper into me, and my imagination jumped to the possibilities of an Arab cock deep in my gut. "Oh, I think he feels like that already," TJ said. The torch was hissing, so I didn't expect a reply from the stranger. TJ continued. "Don't you? Cock in both holes. Must be in faggot heaven." I nodded in agreement, feeling TJ's dick press against my throat as I moved my head. "Fuck," TJ moaned as I did so. "That feels good." He pushed my head down, making me take a few more inches of his dick. I fought back the urge to gag; TJ deserved better than me rejecting his shaft like that. "Ins ‘Allah," the stranger said. "How much cum does he have? He's so wet." "Just a fucking slut, getting what he needs," TJ said. A white cloud floated past my head. I heard the torch again. The stranger was doing a third hit. The horrible tweaker need kicked in, and I wanted that hit to be mine. I didn't want him smoking all of my stuff. "Yeah. Get what you need," TJ said. "I've got plenty more." I had forgotten that TJ had been smoking his own pipe. He must have at least a bit more crystal. Even a small amount would be enough to keep the party going for a few more hours. There was a pause. I could hear only the loudest of the puffs from the pipe over the music. The music had shifted. It was no longer the thumping techno music. Now, it was a deep house mix of a 1970s era sleazy porn movie soundtrack. I wondered if it was a harbinger of what the night had in store for me. "Oh god this is a hot fucking hole," the stranger finally said, as the clouds slowly filled the room. "Use it," TJ said. He took the pipe back from the stranger. The Arab put his hands on my hips and start truly to pound my hole. It was intense enough that I had to brace myself to keep from totally impaling my throat on TJ's dick. I wasn't totally successful, and another two inches of TJ's shaft disappeared into my throat. This time I wasn't completely successful in repressing my gag reflex. TJ leaned in, holding my head in his hands and forcing me to keep his cock buried in my throat. "Fight through it, faggot" TJ said. "This is what you were born to do." "OH FUCK," the stranger said. "This is fucking amazing. His ass. Milking my dick." "Yeah?" TJ asked. "You like that? "Oh, hell yeah," the stranger said. "Well, not hard to make it happen again." "Fuckin' A'," he said. "Bring it fucking on." "Better get him ready for it," TJ said. He fumbled on the bed and found the bottle of poppers. "Big hit for me, cocksucker. Then all the way down." I nodded dumbly. It was hard to believe that this was happening to me, and I wasn't just watching a nasty porn movie. But it was hard to deny the sheer reality of it. Buried in my throat and my ass was a dark, hard cock; coursing through my veins was far too much tina, and now under my nose was a fresh bottle of poppers. "Hold it for me," TJ continued, as he took the bottle away and screwed the cap back on. He dropped the bottle on the bed, then rested his hands on the top of my head. I gulped a little extra air, then swallowed. TJ's cock slid smoothly into my throat and before I realized it, two thirds of his black shaft where nestled deep in my throat. "Ready?" he asked; it was unclear if the question was directed at me or the Arab man. I nodded, although it was far more acquiescence than agreement. "I've been ready," the Arab said. With the permission from the both of us, TJ pushed down on my head, forcing his cock deeper into my throat, way my point of comfort. The results were immediate and exactly what I feared. My body rebelled against the invasion, and I was racked with visceral discomfort and agony. "Oh, fuck yeah," he said, as he slammed his dick in and out of me. "Fucking milk my dick. Make me cum in that slutty white hole of yours." TJ relented for a second, and I gasped for air. I remembered wondering if he had really just called me a slut. But then, I tried to count the men that had fucked me. There was the first stranger. Then there was Jose, and then Demitri. That didn't even count the anonymous black cocks I had serviced at the glory hole, or the very first man, TJ, in the back room of where I worked. The latest stranger was right. I was a slut. I tried to say it in my head. "I'm a slut," but I couldn't do it. Despite the reality of my position, I couldn't quite admit it to myself. However, my brief moment of clarity was quickly yanked from me. It had only been enough time to take a quick gasp, before TJ pushed me back down on his cock. "Make me feel good, cocksucker," TJ said. "Wanna see you choke on all of it." "You think he can take it all?" the other guy asked. "I know he can. Because I'm gonna fucking make him take it all." TJ was leaning in, pushing me further down on his cock. I was struggling against him, trying to do anything but have his dick buried in my throat. He pressed his face up close to my ear. "Don't fight it," he said. "It's going to happen. And if you don't fight, you might be able to enjoy it." I froze. "Hell yeah, faggot," the stranger said. "This is gonna be a night to remember." TJ pushed my head down. Before I realized what was happening, another inch of TJ's thick cock disappeared into my mouth, and his cockhead pushed further into my throat. Even if it took me a moment to understand what had happened, my body's response was immediate. I started to gag uncontrollably as spit and drool dripping out of my mouth and down TJ's shaft while I fought to regain my composure. "Fuck," the stranger said, as his dick slid deep into my ass. "Fuck," he repeated. "Yeah?" TJ said. "You gonna breed the faggot?" "Fuck yeah," he replied, as his pace picked up and his dick hardened. I was still desperate for some relief; TJ's dick was almost completely buried in my throat, and I couldn't remember the last time I had breathed air. But, I realized that my body's spasms of discomfort must have felt like the most intense dick massage the man had ever gotten. "You've got me fucking on edge." "Breed him," TJ said. "That's what the faggot is here for." He leaned in towards me. "Aren't you faggot? Here for a real man's pleasure?" I nodded as best I could. TJ's dick was uncontrollably slipping deeper into my throat and it dripped pre-cum directly into my stomach as it continued to choke off my airways. It felt like I was getting precariously close to passing out, but the promised oblivion never arrived. Instead, seconds stretched into an eternity as the stranger's cock slid in and out of my body, and TJ's cock bored its way deeper in my throat. "This feels fucking awesome," the stranger said. "I'm going to remember this." "Go for it," TJ said. "Mark your territory." "Oh, fuck yeah," the Arab said. In my heightened state of awareness, I was acutely attuned to his every action and motion. His dick had been thickening and the drip of pre-cum was now a steady stream of thick man-juice. "Getting close," he admitted. "Do it," TJ said. The top of my nose was brushing against his wiry black pubes. I had swallowed almost all of his dick. I felt like I was going to be sick, but whether it was from the throat fucking or the utter humiliation of gagging on a nigger dick, it was hard to tell. "That's it faggot. Take all of my big black cock." "He fucking swallowed it all," the stranger said. He slammed his cock into me. "And took all of my rod. Fucking slut," he continued. He pulled his dick out and forced it back into me. "Fucking slut," he repeated, as he repeated his actions. "Fucking take my load." His cock twitched, spasmed, and spurted. A jet of sperm shot down the length and directly into my raw hole. I had taken one more strange man's load, which was just another step down the dark and depraved path I now found myself on. "Give it to him," TJ said. "Make him feel you breed him." "Inshallah," the stranger said. Another surge of pressure traced the length of his dick, landing deep in my hole. "Inshallah," he repeated, even as he was inseminating another man. I wondered if this quiet prayer would be heard, and if it was, what would be his god's response to it. "Inshallah," he said once more, as another jet of sperm landed in my ass. "Fill him up. Breed that slut hole of his." "Inshallah," he repeated. The sperm was flowing freely from his cock. As TJ had commanded him, he was marking my hole with his seed, making me his personal fuck toy. "Fuck," he muttered, as the spurts grew less intense. "Hole milked my balls dry," he said. "Right on," TJ said. Mercifully, he released his grip on my skull. I took the opportunity and gasped for breath, unsure what TJ or the stranger had planned for me next. "Made that hole yours, huh?" "Fuck," the Arab said. "Faggot hole sucked that load out of me." "Feels good," TJ said. "Doesn't it? That feeling when your balls are totally drained of cum." "You know it," he said. "Gonna sleep well tonight." He slowly pulled out of my hole. The chance to breathe freely had not diminished the acuity of my senses; I could feel every drop of the accumulated jizz ooze past his cockhead as he pulled out. It was an amazing feeling, but it was also painfully obvious that this was the feeling of subjugation. It was hard to imagine how much lower I could go than to have some anonymous Muslim guy fuck me raw and cum in me as a black man choked me with his dick. "Big load?" TJ asked. "More than enough to lube him up for you," the stranger laughed. "Oh, it's going to be a while before he gets this up his ass." TJ shook his dick, even as his cockhead was still lodged in my mouth. I eagerly swallowed the extra few drops of pre-cum that leaked out. "I still have his throat to destroy." "Won't be able to talk in the morning." "All a faggot needs to know how to say is 'Please,'" TJ said. I couldn't see his face, but his tone betrayed not the slightest hint of hilarity. "Twisted," the stranger said. He had just the head of his dick still inside me. "You're a hot, sick fuck." His dickhead fell out of my ass. A bit of jizz dribbled out. It was warm, but it quickly cooled down as it dribbled down my leg. He slapped me on the ass. "Hope you know what you got yourself into," he said to me. He stepped off the bed and wrapped the towel around his waist. "Door open?" he asked TJ. "Open. Gotta find the cocksucker more dick." "Nasty, twisted faggot," the Arab said. His voice was clearer, less muddled than earlier. The fuck-fog was starting to clear, and he had a moment of lucidity. "Sick," he muttered.

Jr high. 9th or 10th grade. Had discovered bathroom sex and abs. Looked older than I was and never got ID'ed at the abs. For details message me

I went to the one back in November and had a good time. This is only the 2nd one that Fort Troff has done @ Manifest so I suspect the crowd will be different than normal and probably larger in size b/c it is a Saturday night. By different I mean a couple of things. The true pig men will return the more vanilla ones will not. There were a lot of couples at the last one and most of them were gone in the first 45 minutes, mainly seemed like a lot of guys knew one another. I knew plenty myself. The other is cost, it is more than double a typical entry fee there so that will weed out some as well. They had 2 big tubs in 1 room for water sports. The main room had probably 12-14 slings in a circular set up that was cool looking. I also like the dress code they add to the night there. I'm looking forward to it.

Predators and prey (Part 2) Michael was dragged towards the shack. He stumbled and fell down on his knees. He looked around and saw at least five or six guys who were rubbing their bulges in front of their jeans and were glaring at him. They peered at him and his youthful body. He was so excited. So many times he had fantasized of being hardly used by some alpha males. Mr. Big and another fellow pulled Michael up. “Let’s go faggot. Stop stumble around like some sissy boy” Mr. Big growled. His dick was still sticking out of his fly and was huge. Mike wanted to feel cocks tonight and Mr. Big seemed to be at least 9 inches long and fat. “Let’s poz the little asscunt” someone whispered out of the shadows. “Yeah” another voice hailed. “Fuck him hard and give him the charged cum” Michael was so overwhelmed by all the impressions he got; he was simply following his instincts now and his instincts told him to take dick tonight. So many months he had been too afraid to visit this place and now he didn’t know why. Every guy wanted him here. They were all horny to fuck him. He never got the recognition of another male, that he was actually an attractive young guy and now he got all this and more. They arrived at the old shack and a guy opened an old wooden door. It was quite dark inside the hut. Just because some boards were missing at one side and the roof was also not complete anymore, the moon illuminated the little space. A mattress was all he could see. It was dirty and stained. It looked like it was laying here for quite a while and was regularly used for fucking. Mike was cautious about entering the hutch. “It’s…. dirty” he simply said. This was not right. He heard the guys murmur ‘Faggot’ or ‘Start stripping the little whore’. Although it seemed to be degrading for Mike, being called those names, he felt sort of honored, that so many guys got hard, just because of him. He had a low self-esteem and was now soaking up the whole atmosphere. Mr. Big and the other guy were pushing him onto the mattress. He was standing motionless there. “Strip now” Mr. Big was jerking his dick slowly. He found the little fag before and so he would be the first one breaking him in. Mike still didn’t move. “I said STRIP or I will rip your clothes from your fucking body” he shouted angry. All of a sudden Michael was scared. The whole euphoria disappeared. Three guys have entered the shack now. He could see at least six to eight guys around the hut. They were lurking In from the frontdoor and from the torn down side of the booth. “I think, I better go….. “ Mike said and the next thing he knew was, that Mr. Big slapped him into his face. He yelped in astonishment and almost looked like he would start to cry now. “Please… don’t hit me. Can I please leave” he begged the guys standing in the hut. He looked at them with pleading eyes. “Leave….?” Mr. Big said. “You want to leave…. who do you think you are you little faggot. You think, you simply walk on by and suck some dudes dick…. making all the guys horny with your blabbering and your looks and now, after all the effort we made… you simply want to leave?” The guys were still rubbing their bulges. “You made us hard, we offered you our best mattress and show great respect to you and your fuck channels and this is the way you say ‘Thank you’?” Without a warning Mr. Big punched Michael straight into his face. The 18 year old stumbled back and fell down on the heavily used mattress. He was bleeding from his nose and looked shocked. “I am repeating it the last time…. if you don’t start stripping in 10 seconds… I swear to the fucking god, I will beat you to a pulp.” Mike pulled his shirt over his head. The imprinted crest of his school was already stained from his bleeding nose. He sat there and waited for other commands. Mr. Big sighed. “Shoes and pants also. I want to see you fucking naked. We want your holes accessible. Mike shivered. And although he was in fear of his life the onlookers recognized his tiny hard dick, the minute he was stripped bare naked. Mr. Big nodded. “And now – show some respect to us. Start sucking on my cock and massage my pals through their jeans”. Mike moved closer to the edge of the mattress but he was still on his knees. He opened his mouth and took Mr. Big in. He tried to think of his teeth. He slowly massaged the guy to the left end the right. He felt their cocks pressing against the fabric. He couldn’t see it, but they guys were grinning at each other. The guy on the left slapped over Mike’s head. “Open my cage bitch – show some respect to my dick you fuck slut.” With that he turned to the guy, afraid he would get punished from Mr. Big now, for not blowing him anymore. But nothing happened. He kissed the bulge and massaged the hard dick through the pants. “Open the belt and then unbutton my jeans you whore” It was not so easy to open the belt from the opposite side. He never had the opportunity to undress another male. So he was a bit clumsy. After that he opened button after button of the jeans and quite soon he tasted his second cock in his life. He looked up at the three guys who were towering above him and mumbled to please let him go. They were only grinning at him. The third guy was spitting directly into his face and ordered him to start unpacking his dick now. They laughed and after all three dicks were released they told him to open his mouth real wide. Mike saw three big cocks surrounding him and he knew what they expected from him. Oh God…. please help me, was all that he could think.

From my first time I have always been able to feel a top cumming inside me. The way he is fucking is an easy way to tell when he's getting close, and then feeling his cock swelling inside me. I love the pulses and getting so wet inside. My top pushing in deep so his seed is as far inside me as he can get it. The true feeling of being bred where instinct takes over and the need of the top to pass his DNA along and keep his bloodline going is beyond his control. My job as a bottom is to be the fertile breeding ground for his potent seed.

I always like to have a top I know with me. If 8-10 strangers are coming over, I like the security of someone looking after me.