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This is a two part story about two people who helped me through a difficult time in my life and were also were important in my progression towards giving into my real desires and learning to enjoy and embrace and the risks associated with fucking and being fucked bareback - my flatmate Patrick and my neighbour's son Alex, who I will tell about in part 2. Part 1 - Patrick I had not long split with my long term partner and I was going through a bit of a difficult time. The split had been difficult and I was feeling bruised, I was tired, hurt and not really sure where my life was going. I was also a bit up against it financially and would be until the house we had shared was sold. I needed somewhere to live and got a good deal on renting a small two bed flat. The flat was to be sold and one of the conditions was that I had to let the estate agent in to carry out viewings whenever they needed to. I didn't have any problems with that and signed up for six months. I was still a bit short of money though and one of my friends suggested that I get someone in to share the flat with me. He said he knew of a guy who was coming down from Scotland to work for six months and was looking to rent a room. I thought this would be a good idea and a few weeks later my friend set up a meeting for us. I liked Patrick straight away. Although he lived in Scotland, he was actually Irish. He was in his late 20s, with dark hair, a really nice smile and a fit body. I especially noticed his arse which really filled out his trousers. We got on well and decided that he would move in the following week. Sharing a flat with Patrick was good for me - he did not take life too seriously and was fun to be around. It was particularly good for me to have someone like Patrick around given the way I was feeling. He had indicated that he was planning to play the field a bit while he was in London and asked me if there was any problem with him bringing guys back to the flat. I said I had no problem with that and the next weekend he brought a guy back that he had met in a club. As I passed his bedroom door a little later I could hear the sound of fucking. Patrick had told me he was mainly a bottom and had admitted that he didn't always play safe. I wondered if he was being fucked without a condom right now and the thought turned me on. A few weeks later I came home from work early in the evening and Patrick was in the kitchen with a fit blond guy in a smart shirt and trousers. Patrick introduced him and said they had met through work. After a while they disappeared into Patrick's bedroom and a short time later Patrick reappeared in the kitchen in just a T shirt and pants and asked me if I had any condoms. I said sorry I didn't have any and Patrick shrugged. "Oh well, not to worry. " and added "He's got a boyfriend so he wants to use one." He grinned and then winked at me and headed back to the bedroom. As I passed his bedroom door a little later I noticed it was slightly open. I couldn't see in but I could clearly hear the sound of flesh slapping on flesh and then I heard Patrick moaning "Fuck me...fuck me!" I knew they were fucking bareback and this, together with the image of Patrick in his pants and T shirt got me horny. I unzipped my trousers and got my cock out and began to play with myself as I listened to them fuck. I heard the guy telling Patrick he was getting close but they kept fucking and before long I heard the guy cumming noisily up Patrick's arse and I shot my load into my pants. After a while the guy left and Patrick came in to the kitchen where I was preparing something to eat still in his T shirt and pants. He opened the fridge and bent down to get some juice. I had a great view of his arse as he bent down and the knowledge that he had a load of cum up him really turned me on. I had been struggling to decide what to do since I had split with my partner. During the last couple of years we were together we had not really had sex and I had started doing it with other guys. More and more I had been fucking bareback and loving it and I knew now that I could do whatever I wanted. But somehow I was holding back and didn't really feel ready to give into my desire to fuck and be fucked bareback. Patrick's attitude was "you only live once" and he said he was going to make it his mission to get me to lighten up and have some fun. He had made it clear that he was up for being fucked by me but for some reason I was still holding back. I was getting more and more tempted though.... Patrick continued to have a good time with the guys he brought back and I knew that, unless the guy insisted on a condom, Patrick was letting these guys fuck him bareback and cum in his arse. He was a really good looking guy and I was not surprised that he brought so many fit lads home with him. One morning I got up and headed for the toilet. A naked guy was standing taking a piss in the toilet and I recognised him as one of a group of students who shared a house down the road. A week or so later the same guy emerged from Patrick's bedroom on Saturday morning with one of his housemates and Patrick told me later that they had both fucked him and cum in his arse. Around this time we were starting to get more viewings for the flat and I discovered I knew the estate agent quite well. His name was Charlie and he was the boyfriend of one of my ex partner's best friends. Charlie was a stocky, slightly chubby dark haired guy in his mid 30s. I had always liked him and thought he was quite fit. One day I came home from work and Charlie's car was parked outside. I assumed we had a viewing but when I went into the flat there was nobody there. Patrick's bedroom door was half open and from inside I could once again hear the sound of fucking. I couldn't resist looking in and I saw Patrick kneeling on the bed in just a T shirt as Charlie, naked from the waist down, fucked him hard from behind. I could see from the look on Charlie's face that he was close to cumming and seconds later he was clearly shooting his load up Patrick's arse. I didn't want either of them to know I had been watching so I went quietly back out of the flat and waited five minutes before letting myself in. Patrick and Charlie were in the kitchen and Charlie said he had just done a viewing. When he left I asked Patrick if Charlie had just fucked him. He grinned and said "You know he has - I saw you looking in just as he was cumming!" I asked if Charlie had fucked him without a condom and he grinned and nodded "There's nothing like a good hard bareback fuck!" he said Patrick was not bothered that I had seen him and Charlie fucking - in fact I suspected he was deliberately trying to tempt me - he was leaving his bedroom door open more and more and I knew now that it was only a matter of time before I gave in the temptation he was putting in front of me. It was a week or so later that I came home and once more head the sound of fucking. This time it was coming from the living room. I looked in. Patrick was bent over the settee, naked from the waist down, his pants and trousers on the floor as young black guy fucked him from behind. I knew that Patrick had seen me but the other guy hadn't. The black guy looked no more than eighteen or nineteen and I suspected he was another student from the nearby college. He was fucking Patrick harder now, his pants and trousers down at his knees and I was really turned on by the sight of his fit arse banging Patrick. "I'm getting close...." he panted, "Can I cum in your arse mate?" Patrick moaned and told him to go for it and seconds later I was watching the young black guy pumping a load up Patrick's obviously unprotected arse. I watched as the guy pulled his cock out of Patrick's arse. It was massive and I had a perfect view of Patrick's gaping arsehole as the black guy pulled out and some cum slid out of Patrick's arse. I was in the kitchen when I heard the black guy leaving and seconds later Patrick joined me, once more in a T shirt and pants. "Did you enjoy the show." he asked. I nodded. "Do you want some?" he said softly. I nodded again and he leaned forward and kissed me. Soon my trousers and pants were down and Patrick was sucking my cock. I was so turned on it was hard to stop myself cumming but after a while Patrick stood up and kissed me again and then turned around, pulled his pants down and offered me his arse. There was no way I could resist even if I wanted to. I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and pushed. I had secretly wanted to do this ever since I met Patrick. I slid up his cummy hole easily and began to fuck him right there in the kitchen. I knew I wouldn't last long and after ten or twelve thrusts I shot what felt like a massive load into his arse. Patrick and I fucked regularly after that. He knew that I loved fucking him after another guy had loaded him up and would often drop his pants for me after some guy had fucked him, telling me all about the guy who had loaded him as I fucked him. We also had a few threesomes, including a really horny encounter with Charlie the estate agent. I had known Charlie and his partner for a few years and I had never thought that I would end up in a threesome with him. I enjoyed every minute of it as we kissed, sucked and rimmed each other. I loved getting my tongue up Charlie's hairy arse and was even more turned on when he asked me if I wanted to fuck him. The fact that Charlie was cheating on his boyfriend turned me on even more. I fucked his hairy arse bareback and shot a nice big load right up him. Patrick and i ended up kneeling on the bed, arses in the air as Charlie took it in turns to fuck us, moving from one to the other before shooting his load up me and the pulling out to shoot the rest up Patrick/ Patrick had succeeded in bringing me out of myself and I really enjoyed knowing him - he helped me at one of the most difficult times of my life just by being himself and his fun attitude to life began to rub off on me. Patrick is married now and lives in Ireland with his husband. He still enjoys the occasional bareback fuck behind his husband's back though and when I met up with him in London last year I dumped two loads up him. When the lease on the flat was up, Patrick went back to Scotland and I found a small house in West London which would be ready for me to move into a few months later. One of my good friends was going to work abroad for three months and suggested that I live in his flat until my house was ready. I enjoyed living in Michael's flat - it was in a beautiful upmarket area of London and I could never have afforded to live there otherwise. Michael owned the top half of a large Victorian house in north London. The lower flat was owned by a really nice lady who was divorced and had three sons, the youngest of whom was at university..... Part 2 to follow

Used to go jogging without a t shirt and without a jockstrap in these when I needed to pick up some hungry pig to breed. Worked every time haha I love my cock

1. Clint "Are you awake?" Greg asked me softly. "Yeah, I am," I said. His cock was nestled against my ass, and his arm, already wrapped around my chest, sought out my nipple, and began to play with it. "How are you feeling?" he asked me. "Ok, I guess," I said. I was doing only ok; I wanted to never think again, and sleep the rest of the week. "Jason told me to go to practice yesterday. He said it would help." "I know. Nathan told me to work out as well." "I wonder what it would be like if we hadn't done that." "Worse, I'm sure," Greg said. "How are you doing physically? After the weekend?" I laughed. "You mean, how is my ass doing?" "Yeah. Exactly. How many was it?" "Men? or loads?" I asked. "Either. Both." "For the men, you know them. But numbers? Honestly. I lost count. I mean, just starting out, I got at least four loads." Through the effects of the weed, the crystal, the GHB, and the lack of sleep, it was all a blur. But I remembered that seemingly, there was always a cock inside of me. Even when we went to the club, there was always a raw cock inside of me. "At the end," Greg started. His cock pressed against me, desperate to assert its dominance over me. "You were so wet. So open." "I know. It was hard to take you." "It was?" Greg's voice suddenly got softer, more tender. "Yeah. My hole was so damn sore." Greg's cock had been like a burning hot poker sliding into me. Jason had given me a few hits on the pipe before, and I think the thick clouds were the only thing that allowed me to take it. "But you didn't say anything." "I know. I didn't want to deny you," I said. The entire weekend was a bit of a fog, between the drugs, the sex, the men. I remembered finally coming down and being nestled between Greg and Jason, with Greg's cock right up against my hole. I wanted to be with Greg, to be with someone I knew and who knew me. "Really. Boo. You should have said something." "No, it was ok. It was something I wanted to share with you." "And now?" Greg's cock was a titanium rod. It had been nearly two days since he had last gotten any relief, and his balls were filling up with his deadly juice. "You want to fuck me?" "Yeah," Greg replied. "I do." "You want to fuck me with that poz cock of yours?" "Yeah. I want to fuck you bareback. Breed that hot soccer jock butt of yours." "Do you think I'll ever say no to you?" "I think you should. But I am glad you don't." "Breed me," I said. As I reached for the tub of coconut oil Jason had given me, I extracted myself from Greg's embrace, and rolled onto my back. With one arm, I held up a leg, while I smeared some of the thick grease on my hole. It no longer hurt, but I had definitely been fucked hard over the weekend. Greg knelt between my legs, his cock sticking up straight against his flat stomach. "You sure?" he asked, as he smeared some lube on his shaft. It glistened like a deadly snake, poised to strike. "Absolutely sure." My cock was throbbing, and I reached down to play with it. Despite how turned on and horny I was, my cock was remaining defiantly soft. It had been the same way in Palm Springs. Jason had said it sometimes happened in response to crystal. I felt a bit ashamed; the thing that made me a man was missing in action and left me only able to get fucked. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Poz you?" Greg asked. His dick head was now pressed up against my hole. "That too," I said. I released my flaccid shaft and grabbed his waist. I pulled him closer to me. It also forced his cock into me. Luckily, my hole had mostly recovered from the assault over the weekend, and it was not the unpleasant experience I had feared when I first committed to Greg. But, on the other hand, neither was it completely pain-free. Like all good things, getting Greg's load was not going to be easy. "I'm inside you, boo," Greg said. "My raw cock inside your hole." He was smiling widely, ecstatic to be connected with me again. "Hell yeah," I said. Like his uncle, Greg was hung, and his cock was opening me up again. I didn't know if I was smiling in pleasure or wincing in pain. "Give it to me," I said. The line between pain and pleasure was a delicate one, and as Greg began to piston in and out of me, I crossed back and forth between the two worlds. "You want?" Greg asked me. He had reached over and found a bottle of poppers. "Please," I said. He unscrewed the cap, and took a quick hit, before handing the bottle to me. I inhaled deeply, letting the invisible gas fill my lungs. I handed it back to him. He took another long hit, before putting the cap back on and slamming his cock into me. "Fuck," Greg moaned. "You feel amazing." He rested my legs on his shoulders, and bent me over. His face was inches from mine. I craned my neck, reaching up for our lips to meet. He did the same, and in the heat of the popper-fueled euphoria, we kissed deeply. "I want you to be mine. I want you to be my poz man." "Your infected man." "Taking all my loads." "Taking all the loads," I repeated Greg's words back, with such a small, but such an important difference. "Fucking sexy soccer slut," he said, pushing his cock deeper into me. He was dripping pre-cum now. Between the spit we were swapping in kissing, the sweat from our bodies, and the potent pre-cum dripping out of his cock, I couldn't get enough of his fluids. "So many men this weekend." "So many loads," I said. "And now you're in my fucking bed. Taking my dick." I smiled. "Your bed?" I asked. "My bed. And you're fucking me in it." "Our bed?" Greg said, offering a compromise. "And you're marking me?" I asked. "Marking you as mine." "Always," I said. "I'll always be yours." "Always taking my load?" "Hell yeah!" I grunted. Greg held the poppers under my nose once more. I had no choice but to inhale and feel the waves of pleasure washing over me. "Fuck me, man. Fuck me hard." Greg paused his assault on my ass long enough for him to do a hit as well. "You really want it? Really want my poz load up your hole?" "Yeah," I said. "I do." Greg put the cap back on the poppers. "I want it from you." "Me too," Greg said. His face was flushed, as the poppers started to hit him. "I'm getting close," he said. "Don't pull out," I said. I grabbed onto Greg's waist, and pulled him in close. "I want every drop." Greg leaned in to me, his eyes locked onto mine. His breathing was getting shorter, as he edged every closer to the inevitable release. With each stroke of his cock, my hole was also getting hungrier. "Please," I grunted, before he slammed his shaft back into me. "Of course," he said, before shoving his tongue into my mouth. "I'm gonna fill that hole with my poz seed." "Oh yeah," I said. His cock was dripping pre-cum now. "Oh hell," he grunted, and slammed his cock into me. His body convulsed, his dick twitched, and my ass was filled with his thick, toxic seed. "Oh HELL," he grunted again, as another spam racked his body. "Give it to me," I said, as I clenched my ass around his shaft, trying to milk out every drop. Greg had fucked me often enough that his cock was now a familiar presence in my body and his seed was a comforting presence. Other men provided variety and spice, but Greg provided consistency and solidity. "Oh hell," Greg continued. In the middle of his orgasm, deep thought was well beyond his cognitive ability. All he was focused on was the pleasures and sensations from his dick. "Oh hell," he said again, as another spurt of semen landed inside of me. "Every drop," I said. "Don't spare me. You know I want it. All of it." "You're getting it. Every drop." "I want to be like you," I said. "I want to give it to you." We didn't have to talk about what it was. We both knew the gift that he was sharing with me. "I want us to share it. Share a special bond." His orgasm ending, Greg was now able to speak more coherently. "I like it when you cum in me," I said, as the last few drops dripped from his poz rod and into my body. "I like cumming in you." He leaned in and kissed me again. "I really like cumming in you." "Me too," I said, between long kisses. His cock was still buried in my ass. Every once in a while, there would be a residual spasm from the orgasm, just enough to remind me that I was still impaled on his hard shaft. "I love you," he said. "I love you too," I said. "Did you enjoy the weekend?" he asked me. We had barely talked about what had happened. I wasn't even sure I could remember all of the details, and here, the details were exactly how many times I had been fucked me over the course of the 36 hours. "I did. Did you?" "Hell yeah. Seeing you get fucked. Getting inside that sloppy soccer jock butt. Knowing how much you had done. Gets me hard just thinking about it." He wasn't lying. His tool was still nestled inside my hole, and even though it was so soon after he came, his cock was starting to stiffen and lengthen. It felt like it was searching out some vulnerability hidden deep in my body. "I'm glad," I said. "Are we going to do it again?" I asked. "The partying? Or the playing? Or both?" "Both," I said. "Or either." He stared at me, his brown eyes examining my face, seemingly alert for every subtle twitch of my expression. "Yeah," he finally said. "I would. You?" "I would. It felt good to share that with you. To share it with Nathan and Jason." "With Sean? With Vic? Them too?" "Yes, them too." I paused for a moment. I wanted to ask him something else. "Maybe. Next time," I stammered. I didn't want to end the sentence, to learn what Greg would think of me. So, I did the obvious thing, and kissed him. "Next time?" Greg said, as he pushed me away. "You aren't going to get away from that opening with just a kiss." "I dunno," I said. I knew what I wanted to say. But I couldn't bring myself to say it. Luckily, Greg came to my rescue. "So, you want a next time? I mean, partying?" "Yeah," I said. "I do. And I liked it like this time. Some time with a group, but some time alone with you." "Good," Greg said. "I liked sharing you. I liked seeing you go off with my friends, knowing they were going to fill you with their infected cum." He grinned. "And," he continued, "I liked getting fucked as well." "I liked watching you take cock." Greg's cock was now hard once more, and he was starting to slowly pump my ass. The cum he had recently injected into me was lubricating his strokes, making them just bearable. "Would you..." he started, but trailed off before he could complete the sentence. 'Would I?" I parroted his statement back to him. "Would I what?" I tried to imagine what Greg wanted me to do, especially in light of all the things I did over the weekend. It was a short list. "Would you want to play with Doug? I mean, party with him?" "Yeah," I said. "I would. Is he..." I wanted to know if he had converted yet. Or, better, I needed to know. I wanted to be Greg's project, to convert first of all the men he had been fucking. If Doug got it first, I feared that Greg would think we weren't compatible. "Not yet," Greg said. "At least last time we talked. Why? Hungry for more infected sperm?" "Always. You know that." I clenched my hole, feeling Greg's shaft keeping me open. It reminded me just how vulnerable I was around him, although despite our near-constant efforts, I was just as healthy as the day we had first met. "But only you have what I want. What I need. Doug doesn't have it." "I guess we're going to have to keep trying, huh?" "Yeah. I guess so." I didn't tell him how jealous of Doug I was. I didn't mind that he was fucking Doug on a regular basis; I was included in their playtime often enough that it felt more like a team effort than anything else. Besides, I was getting plenty of dick other guys. What I was terrified of, what kept me up in at night, even when I was wrapped in Greg's arms, was what if Doug got infected before I did? "You ok, boo?" Greg asked me. He had noticed my attention had wandered. "Yeah," I said. "I'm fine. Going to be even better when you get me knocked up." "I know. I'm looking forward to it as well." "What if it doesn't happen?" I asked. "I love you," he said. "I love you too." "We have years to make it happen." Greg pushed himself up off my chest. His hard cock was still deep in me; he pulled it out, then pushed it back in. The fluid from his first load squished around inside of me, a deadly mixture of sperm, semen, and virus. "But it's never going to happen if you don't keep taking loads." "Poz loads," I said. "Fucking dirty, infected poz loads." "Like mine." "Being slammed in deep," I said. "Fat, long dicks dripping infected pre-cum." "Like mine," Greg echoed back. "Are you going to breed me again?" I asked. I was hungry for it. My mind was still a bit fogged by the after-effects of the crystal, and I suddenly felt like this was the most important question I had asked Greg. I was almost shaking from the immediate, overpowering fear that he would turn me down. But my dark-haired stud did not fail me. "Yes. Of course I am. Longer. Deeper. Harder." With each word, he took a stroke into my ass, reminding me of exactly my position as the bottom. I gasped, but as Greg continued his relentless penetration and exploration of my hole, I moved past the point of pain, and into pleasure. I was aware of every millimeter of his cock as it explored my body, getting deeper than I thought possible. "Please," I murmured. "Whatever you want. As long as I get your load." "My poz load. You want my diseased spooge, don't you?" "Please," I said. My entire body ached for his cum. "I need it." "You are a hungry stud today," Greg said. "I can feel it inside you. Sucking my cock in deeper. Milking out my pre-cum." He pushed in deeper, smiling as I winced in pain. "Oh, baby," he said, noticing my wince. "You ok?" However solicitous his voice was, I noticed that his cock stayed just as deep in me as ever. "Just a second. Let me get used to it." "Of course. And this never hurts, does it?" He held the bottle of poppers under my nose. It was impossible for me not to inhale the thick chemical aromas. The poppers hit me fast and hard, the sudden rush radiating out from my brain, across my body, and focusing in on my hole. "Keep on taking it. Fucking big hit." "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Oh fuck," I moaned again as my mind exploded into a million different thoughts. "Oh goddamn fuck," I moaned, as my body was racked by spasms of pleasure. "Focus," Greg said, stroking my abs, finding my treasure trail down to my dick. I looked down, expecting to see the soft husk of my dick. However, as Greg's greasy hands ran over it, I was amazed to see it stiff and erect. "Focus on my cock," Greg said again. "Focus on my poz cock. Focus on me dripping deadly pre-cum into you." "Oh god," I moaned. "I want it. Give me your virus." I had just heard Jason talk about spreading the bug when he had been fucking me over the weekend. Memories of those intense two days were coming back to me, albeit blurred by the drugs we had done. The memories were making focus on anything hard. "Just cum in me." "Oh fuck, you want this deadly load, don't you?" Greg had grabbed onto my cock, and was stroking it in synchrony with my own strokes onto his dick. "So fucking hard, getting pounded by my poz cock." "Oh fuck." Greg's hand on my cock had sent another spasm of pleasure through my body, and I was worried I was going to cum far too soon. If I came, I wasn't going to be able to get fucked, and I didn't want to deny Greg the opportunity to breed my hole once more. "Just cum in me. Fucking fuck me up and infect me." "Wanna give it to you," Greg grunted. "Fucking hot bro, you begging for my poz seed. Getting me so damn close." I saw the look in Greg's eyes. Crazed with lust, the animal that all of us possessed was coming out. Once the fierce beast took over Greg's mind, it was only a matter of time before my boyfriend would shoot me full of his toxic waste. I knew how to bring out the beast. "Come on man," I said. "Wanna feel that deadly cum in my hole. Get me knocked up. Get me infected." "You want it?" Greg replied, the beast spreading from his eyes across his face. "Tell me what you want, bro." "I want your sperm. I want you to shoot in me. I want you to breed me with that infected cum of yours." I caught my breath. "I want you to give me AIDS. I want you to be the one that kills me." "Oh hell, bro," Greg said, the sounds almost an indistinct growl. "You're going to get it." The battle against beast had been lost. The man I knew as Greg, my boyfriend, was no longer fucking me. Instead, I was being raped by a totally different, yet strangely familiar Greg. Everything about him was amplified, from his personality to seemingly the size of his cock. I grabbed his head and pulled him to me. "Give me the virus," I said, before jamming my tongue in his mouth. His reaction was immediate; his cock slammed back into my hole. Since the poppers had long worn off, I was barely prepared for the intrusion. I winced and simultaneously tightened my ass around his cock. "Owwwwww," I grunted. "You ok?" I nodded. "Good, because I don't want to stop," Greg said. The animal was still there, still controlling him. He continued. "I'm not going to stop." His hips were slamming against my ass now, each stroke pushing his cock deeper into my body, and his balls closer to releasing their load. "Gonna seed you good. Fuck this virus cum into you." "I'm here to take your infected cum any time you need it. Fuck that poz jizz into me." "Oh yeah," Greg growled. "Oh Yeah," he growled again, this time loud and more intense. "Oh Yeah!," he continued. He was fucking me, and with his fast, deep strokes, I could feel the steady stream of pre-cum, heralding the imminent arrival of his orgasm. "OH FUCK YEAH!" he screamed, loudly enough that I wondered if the other guys in the dorm could hear him. Then he leaned in, and whispered something in my ear. The contrast in loudness only emphasized the sensitive, intimate nature of what he had to say. "I'm going to infect my lover with AIDS." "I'm going to let my poz boyfriend fuck me bareback. And fill me with his dirty cum." I gave him a kiss and his strokes sped up. He was on edge, and I wasn't going to prolong his agony. "Breed me with your poz sperm." "Take it," he said. His body went rigid, as did his cock buried deep in my hole. There was a momentary stillness that engulfed both of us. My tongue in his mouth and his raw cock deep in my guts both stood motionless. But then, the two bombs between Greg's legs exploded. They were each small death factories, constantly pumping out Greg's signature toxic juice. I could feel the explosion travel up his cock, right before it burst into my gut, filling me with the promised second load. "Shoot it in me," I murmured, between frantic kisses. "Take it," he grunted again, as another jet of cum shot out of his dick into my body. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me tight against his body. I did the same to him. "Take my poz load," he said. We were holding on to each other tightly now, making sure that Greg's deadly spooge was delivered deep into my body. Even if I had wanted, there was no way I could escape being impregnated. "Please," I said. His cock was white-hot poker in my guts and his cum barely quenched the burning. But the pain didn't matter. It was a price I gladly paid for Greg, for having this amazing man fuck me, for him showing how much he cared about me. "I want it." "Take it," he said, one last time. His thrusts were slowing down and were no longer quite the visceral, animal acts. The beast was receding, and the man I knew was returning. "Let me fill you up." "Let me carry your loads to class today." "I love my loads inside you." "I love your loads inside me," I said. There was that particular post-orgasmic happiness engulfing the two of us. Greg's cock was still deep in my body and his cum was now being absorbed and becoming a part of me. There was a peace between us; Greg had accomplished his essential mission of breeding my hole and with the insistent distraction of his cock out of the way, other topics could be considered. Greg wrapped his other arm around me, pulled me even tighter, and rolled over. He made it seem effortless, although it was an expert move to do, keeping his cock inside of me. "What about you?" he asked me, reaching down for my dick. It was still hard, and with his touch, I realized just how horny I was. "Your turn. Stroke that boy cock for me. Shoot your load." "Boy cock?" I asked, grabbing it and stroking it. "It's not as big as yours, I know. But hardly a boy cock." Greg laughed. "A man's cock shoots charged up sperm. A boy's cock shoots blanks." For a moment, I saw the man Greg would become. It was an echo of Nathan, but hardly a reflection. My dick twitched in response. More than anything else, I wanted to be with this man, and at that moment, with his cock deep inside me, we were as close as two men could get. As I rode his still-hard cock, I stroked my dick. "Oh god," I moaned. "I'm going to cum." "Fuck yeah, Clint," he said. "All over my chest. Shoot that cum on me." "Oh god," I grunted again. Greg's cock was deep in my ass. Every move I made reminded me of how tender and used my hole was, but yet, I could hardly stop myself from fucking myself on his manhood. "Oh god," I said as my balls clenched tight. "Oh GOD," I said, passing the point of no return. An arc of white jizz shot out of my cock, over Greg's chest, and landed on the pillow next to his head. "Come on," Greg said. "Shoot it." The next spurt wasn't quite as powerful, but it was larger. The spurt landed on his chest, a long white line starting just below his shoulder and ending at the base of his pec. Several more followed in quick succession, covering Greg's torso with my thick white sperm. "Fuck, that's nice," Greg said, as he scooped up some of my cum and licked it off his fingers. "So fresh. So pure." "You need to fix that." "I know. I'm trying. You're trying. It will happen." Greg wiped up more of my cum and let it drip into his mouth. "That was hot," I said. "Yeah, it was." He let his fingers drift across my torso, following the contours of my muscles and eventually landing at my cock. "So hot to think about infecting you." "And afterwards? Find a new model?" "Of course. For both of us to infect." "I want that. A lot." "Me too," Greg said. "So, you up for a weekend with Doug?" "Fucking?" I asked. "Partying?" "Both," Greg said. "A lot of both." "Yeah," I said. "You thinking this weekend?" "I am." "Not a lot of time," I said. "For?" "You to convert me." "Or for Doug to get puzzled up." "Yeah. But now, I can't decide which I want." "How so," Greg asked. "If I want Doug to be poz and fuck me. Or for me to be poz and fuck Doug." "There's a third option," Greg said. "Both of you poz and fuck me." "There is that," I said. I collapsed on top of Greg. My cum squished between us as we kissed deeply.

Breeding Boyfriends Club I was out for some beers after work with one of my colleagues and my new assistant. My boss, Patrick, is older, early 50s, and smoking hot, recently divorced, newly out, and playing the field with a few casual dates here and there. My new assistant, Alex, is late 20s, latin, short, and adorably ripped. We were chatting out about dating and I told them things were fine if not just a touch stale with my boy. My assistant winked suggesting he knew a way to liven things up. He mentioned that he and his ex had gone on PrEP and went to a club where every week a circle of guys offered up his boyfriend to get fucked by the guys in the club, preferably raw. I dropped my jaw not at the idea of Alex sharing his boyfriend raw, but that he acted like it wasn’t a big deal. Meanwhile, I was getting hard under the table. He explained that the move for the new job, and not having health insurance for the next three months until our plan kicked in, he’d gone off PrEP and was hornier than ever. My boss hadn’t said anything since Alex had told us about the club. He cleared his throat, and said he and one of the guys he was casually seeing would love to start something like that. Patrick confessed to us that he really got off on sharing his boyfriend too. They'd talked and fantasized about it but never followed through. Patrick told me that he got hard thinking about it and stood up to show us his massive cock stretching out his pants. He winked at me and suggested it would be a fun way to spice up my relationship. Alex’s eyes twinkled. He suggested we put an ad online and see if we could get a group started as soon as possible. I promised to discuss it with my boy to see if he'd consider having some fun like that. Alex had said he’d round up a willing bottom to take on the group, so my boy was off the hook for at least a meeting. That night over dinner, I mentioned it to my boy, and he eagerly nodded that it would be a fun way to get some spark back. I’d go to the first meeting, see how it went, and report back. He said that he'd seriously considering getting barebacked by a few strangers. That got me so hard and wet. I bent him right over the kitchen table and started eating his ass. He told me he'd love for me to eat a guy's load out of his hole. I lined up my cock and slid all the way in. It was as if he loosened up just thinking about taking fresh raw cock. My boy and I had a serious talk about opening things up and starting PrEP. I called our doctor's office the next morning, and, of course, we couldn’t get an appointment until after the first meeting, so I agreed to play safe while fucking the willing victim. When the day of the first breeding session came around, Alex’s friend bailed. Alex, Patrick, and I spoke in hushed tones in the office kitchen. Alex wasn't sure he hadn't recently caught something and had maybe passed it to his boyfriend. Patrick was glad to offer up one of the guys he was seeing, and again, showed us his massive hardon straining his pants. I nearly dropped to my knees and swallowed my boss's hard cock right there. With a few hurried text messages to the guy he was seeing, he offered to host the party at his place. After work, I went home to shower, change, and put a few condoms in my pocket. I kissed my boy and headed directly to Patrick’s to safely fuck a stranger with a few colleagues and new friends. Patrick had a swanky big house. He let me in, greeting me naked at the door, with his massive cock swinging, already half-hard and drooling precum. He’d had mattresses placed in the living room and there were already a few strangers standing around naked. Alex wrapped his arms around me and gave me a deep kiss. He started fingering my ass and I reminded him that I was doing the fucking tonight. He jovially frowned and ran to answer the doorbell. Alex led in Patrick’s date, Matt, a sweet-looking skinny twink with bangs over his eyes. He was clearly nervous. About six guys in all were there to top Matt, all strangers to him except his casual boyfriend, Patrick. I admired this dude for being willing to take on so many new cocks. Patrick went first, even though he was very well hung. Matt got on all fours and Patrick slid his big dick into Matt with one easy go. Alex cradled his head and asked if he’d done anything to prepare for our loads. He explained that he’d lubed up with two of his roommate’s loads freshly fucked into him. Alex oinked approval as Patrick came deep inside. Alex went next. His caramel ass looked so good flexing as he hammed his cum into Matt’s loosening hole. I went next, with a condom and sloshed around in his stretched-out ass and cummy messiness. I came in the condom and the next guy assumed his position. I rolled my filled condom off. The guy raw inside Matt took the condom from me and squirted my load all over his dick and fucked it right inside. After a another guy, Matt collapsed, exhausted, not ready to take on that last cock. Matt excused himself to the bathroom and Patrick followed him to make sure he was alright. Alex bravely assumed the position so the last guy could get his nut. Alex asked me to hold him up. I held his head against my chest and spread his cheeks for the last man, a sexy tall blond guy neither of us knew. Naturally, the stranger went raw and filled him with cum. Patrick had come back after seeing Matt out and was jerking off when the final stranger came. He slid right in and bred Alex. I jerked my cock until I came and shot my second load all over Alex's open asshole. As Alex fingered my load into his guts, he looked up to me and told me it was a thrill taking raw cum, especially after quitting PrEP. So hot. I was still hard and slid my cock into his ass, coating my dick with cum. Alex offered to clean me up, but I had a raunchier idea. I got dressed as the party was breaking up and headed home after texting my boy telling him to be naked, lubed, and ready to get bred as soon as I walked in the door. I walked into our place and directly to the bedroom, where my boy’s ass was moist and shiny with lube and ready to get fucked. I pulled my pants down to my knees and slid right in, still rock hard even after shooting two loads. Some of that globby cum leaked off from my cock seeped into my boy’s guts. As I told him about the party, he was out of his mind with lust, begging me to share all that cum. I came deep inside him and stayed there until I was soft. My cock plopped out and he squatted down capturing my third load of the night and remnants of strangers’ seed from my cock, and dripped it into his mouth. He grabbed the back of my neck and fed it to me. Three weeks later it was time for my boy’s turn in the spotlight. He was ready to take cum from strangers, my boss, and my assistant without protection of any kind. He was ready, but was I? To be continued...

ParTy time!

Part 29 - A World Apart Mark dragged Ben out of bed and pushed him in to the bathroom to shower, Ben complained it was way to early to be up but the airline car would be picking them up in an hour at 6am. Under the hot water Ben started to wake up properly feeling the soap suds and Mark's hands caressing his body. Ben giggled as he relaxed back against Mark's chest feeling the arousal and cock poking at his ass, Ben gyrated his ass against Mark's cock forcing it to slip deeper between his ass cheeks until he felt the head meeting his hole. Mark kissed his neck and told him off since they didn't have time and would have to wait until later. Ben turned and kissed him fully on the mouth, his hands fumbling to find the shower gel and he began to soap Mark's body with tender erotic movements as they kissed continually, eventually Mark slapped Ben's ass telling him off again and to get a move on. Ben finished dressing thinking about the trip ahead which caused the nerves to kick in since he was really unsure what to expect, meeting Mark's parents again was a little daunting now he knew more about them. The car arrived spot on and they were whisked off to the airport, this would be Ben's second flight in his life and much longer than previous one with his family when they flew down to Atlanta for a weekend. To his surprise the car drove in to a private zoned off area where the airline escort met them and escorted them through check-in and up to the airlines private lounge where they sat down and were made comfortable by the attendant. Ben looked around at the surroundings and then at Mark "What do we do now?" he asked looking lost. Mark laughed "Watch the planes, or here read a newspaper" he said handing him a copy. Ben looked at it "Oh, I have never really read one" he replied looking a little shocked. Mark smiled "It just passes the time until I can touch you again". Ben chuckled and began reading the paper "Wow" he said "There is a news report of a crash in LA". Mark looked up from his phone "Some mad person driving stupidly I expect, what does it say". Ben read aloud to Mark "Car overturned at the intersection at the bottom of Rodeo drive, driver died in hospital". Mark tutted "I know the place but surprised anyone could get up speed down there". Ben looked up listen to this "The driver kidnapped the 26 year old son of British hotel owners after he became involved with the drivers ex lover, the victim was found in the trunk of the car unharmed and suffering minor cuts and bruises. Since the driver of the car passed away no further charges are being made and LA Police have closed the case". Mark shook his head "My god that must have been horrifying for him" he said. Ben looked up "I don't have to worry about any loose cannons in your past do I?". Mark laughed "No certainly not, strange they kept the names out of the press". "Mr Davenport, Mr Midler-Warren if you are ready the flight is now boarding" the airline escort stood in front of them. "Ready Ben?" Mark said standing up. Ben nodded and put the paper down open at the shocking story he just read and walked besides Mark towards the gate, they were escorted through and into first class. Ben sat down like an excited child in his surroundings and was amazed at the service and attention Mark and he were getting from the cabin crew. The flight departed and Ben was reclined in his seat next to Mark with their fingers entwinned chatting away. The captain came out of the cockpit and stopped by them addressing Mark by name and then looking to Ben. "Mr Midler-Warren I'm captain John Silitoe, may I personally welcome you on board". Ben blushed a little "Thank you" he replied as the captain handed him a black airline concierge club card. "This is your personal card inviting you to the Concierge Key club" the captain said standing and smiling. "Oh right" Ben said looking at the card confused. Mark chuckled and looked at the captain "It's all very new to him, thank you captain". Ben watched as he walked around saying good morning to other first class passengers "What is it?" he looked at Mark. Mark smiled and explained about the club to Ben who listened intently saying wow every now and then. Slowly Ben was beginning to understand how much his life would in no doubt change and he made Mark promise that they would try to keep their home life simple and not change to drastically. It was this quality that Mark found so endearing about Ben and knew he had made the right decision, he promised to try and keep things as near normal but he had to expect somethings would be different except one thing his love for him. Mark watched Ben who was sound asleep for the last few hours of the flight still clutching his black Concierge Key card, after all it was the closest thing he had to a credit card and was quite smitten with it. As the plane doors were opened they were met and escorted through to the airlines waiting limousine and chauffeur who was standing with the door open. The chauffeur tipped his cap "Good morning Mr Davenport, Liongate 616 Nimes Road Bel Air, east gate compound?". "Good morning, it is indeed" Mark said as he stepped inside the limousine after Ben. Ben lightly punched Mark on the arm "Your parents live Bel Air, can we go on the homes of the stars tour?". Mark laughed "Of course, anyway you will probably see a few whilst here" he said giving Ben a quick kiss. The limousine pulled away as Ben shifted in his seat looking at LA through the eyes of a first time visitor, the limousine headed up towards Pacific Palisades via Santa Monica where Mark pointed out where the accident must have happened. The chauffer hearing them began telling them all about it and how it was a bad crash, about 20 cop cars on site that had tailed the overturned car down from Beverley Hills and there was a rumour that some movie star was somehow involved but it was pretty hushed up by the LAPD. Ben found himself engrossed in the conversation with the chauffeur after all it felt weird reading about something and then seeing where it actually happened. Mark had sent a text to his mother telling her they were on their way from the airport and half paying attention. Suddenly Ben became aware they were now driving through Bel Air passing immaculately kept road side verges and palm trees as they continued until the limousine turned on to Bel Air Rd and slowed at the gate house before continuing and turning right on to St. Pierre up to Nimes Road. Ben turned to Mark "Are all the houses hidden up here?" he asked. "Most of them, it's a privacy thing, here we are". Ben looked out of the window "I can't see a house". The limousine stopped in front of some impressive gates framed by lions either side, Mark tapped a code in to an App on his phone and the gates began to slide open revealing a driveway that the limo passed along eventually opening in to a large courtyard area fronting the imposing mansion. Ben looked in awe 'Oh my god' he quietly said as the limo stopped and he saw Mark's mother and father coming out of the front doors. Ben exited the limo in to the warm Californian sunshine, a gentleman appeared and took the cases inside through an alternative entrance. His eyes could not take in the size of the mansion as he kept looking from left to right taking it all in, David watched Ben with some amusement but also aware of how out of his comfort zone he must be feeling right now. "Mark, Ben how lovely to see you" Madeline said walking over and kissing Mark and Ben. David kissed Mark then Ben and looked at him "Welcome to Liongate Ben, Mark will give you a tour later". Ben kept looking at the building "Wow it's big". David laughed "I'm sure you will enjoy it here Ben, it is after all a family home just a bit bigger than most". Ben smiled at David "That's an under statement" he said as his eyes wandered to the left annexe jutting out. David followed his look "Oh that bit you don't go into it's where the staff live". "That's almost as big as our house in Harrison" Ben joked. David looked at Mark and Madeline "You two go ahead I will take Ben around the grounds and meet you for lunch". Ben walked with David around the staff wing "How big is this place?" he asked as they walked into a smaller courtyard. "11 bedrooms in the main house and 5 in the staff wing but we only have 3 who live in" David replied. Ben scratched his head "It is amazing but daunting" as they entered on to the pool terrace. David looked at Ben "It is partly your home now as well Ben. That is we hope Mark and you will come here often". Ben looked across the pool and lawn and up to the back of the house which was even more impressive "Thank you" he said. David put his arm around Ben's shoulder "You are family Ben and Maddy and I will help you adjust". Ben looked at him "Adjust?" he asked. David nodded "Yes, not to be so intimidated by this and think of it as home when you are here". Ben smiled feeling quite relaxed with David "Just don't be angry if I get something wrong" he joked laughing. David laughed "Well at least the food here is better than Mark's pasta dish" he shuddered laughing. "Oh you have tried it as well" Ben said laughing with David "it wasn't that bad". David nodded "Come on lets grab some lunch they are waiting for us". David really warmed to Ben and knew Mark had made a good choice and that he would keep his son grounded. Ben had lost all his nerves and anxiousness as they lunched together on the pool terrace enjoying the warmth and being away from the cold of north east coast. Pedro one of the live in staff caught Ben's eye as he served lunch, he was around Mark's age and carried beautiful Hispanic looks. What was evident was that Mark's parents treated him almost like a family member when speaking to him which helped ease Ben's weird feeling of being served lunch by what was in reality a servant to the family. When he was out of earshot David explained that Pedro was orphaned at 16 and had applied for jobs all over Bel Air and Palisades looking for live in positions and it was Mark who convinced them to hire him so there would be someone his age in the house. As lunch finished Maddy stood up "Dinner at 7.30 boys, you will meet the rest of the family Ben" she said. Mark nodded "Selina is my sister, she lives down the street. Did you get the packet I sent?" he asked his mother. Maddy turned "Oh yes, it's in your room, great choice by the way". Mark noticed Ben's curious look "I did something naughty, that flashy dinner suit you liked is upstairs". Ben furrowed his eyebrows at Mark "I told you it was to expensive". David laughed "Ooh domestic we don't get those very often round here". Mark smiled at Ben "I brought it for you, I liked how you looked in it". David stood up "Give in Ben, one thing you will learn Mark is stubborn, get's it from his mother and grand mother". Ben threw his hands up "Okay you win this time" he said smiling at Mark. David walked off laughing "Won't be just this time Ben". Mark laid back in his chair "Want to lay in the sun?". Ben looked at Mark who was evidently more comfortable than he had sever seen him "Later and maybe a swim as well". Mark laughed "Come on then I will show you to our room". Ben smiled and stood up "Our room, you mean we will sleep together?" he said somewhat surprised. "Of course" Mark replied taking Ben through to the house and showing him around. They wandered through the spacious lounges and dining room and out in to the entrance hall with the sweeping staircase leading up to the upper level, Mark pointing things out as they transcended the staircase. At the top the landing stretched away around corners with a multitude of doors leading off in to bedrooms, he point to the right side explaining his parents suite of rooms was down there whilst they went left and walked a few meters until Mark stopped and opened the double doors announcing that this was their room. Ben walked in to the lounge area which lead off to the bedroom and bathroom, he walked over to the balcony and peered out of the window that overlooked the pool and out to Stone Canyon, Mark closed the entrance doors and lead Ben in to the bedroom. "Dressing room here leading to the bathroom, your clothes are all here unpacked" Mark said holding Ben's hand. Ben looked around "Why would you leave all of this it's amazing" he said looking at Mark. "It is still home to me, I live out east to be with Angelo as he is my closest friend" Mark said walking in to bathroom. Ben followed him "You must have friends here surely?" he asked. Mark nodded "A few but not really close friends, they are Bel Air kids so mostly socialites and pretentious brats" he replied quietly. Ben could sense it was not a subject he liked to dwell on "We will make our own friends if you like". Mark smiled and stood in front of Ben "There is just one thing left to do" he said. Before Ben could ask what that was Mark kissed Ben and picked him up taking him to the bedroom, Ben didn't need to second guess after all he was horny as hell and began undressing Mark quickly as they kissed and touched each other. Mark finally got Ben naked apart from his socks and pushed him back, Ben squealed as he fell backwards on to the bed laughing his legs flying up in the air and from no where he commanded Mark to bang him good. Mark smirked and grabbed Ben's legs pushing them over his own shoulders leaning forward he gripped hold of Ben's arms and kissed him. Ben wriggled but found he was firmly balled up by Mark and he could feel that Mark was already aroused and leaking precum. Mark kissed Ben locking their mouths together as he wriggled his hips to position his cock, no sooner had he found his prize he pushed causing Ben to snap his eyes open in surprise and moan at the unexpected painful intrusion. To his own amazement Ben just wriggled his ass around Mark's cock that was already half inside him, he was breathing rapidly through his nose, his mouth clamped open and full of Mark's tongue and saliva. His excitement and desire clear to see in his eyes and Mark pushed the rest of his cock deep inside Ben, his back arched and he moaned in pleasure in to Mark's mouth, he had no time to adjust as Mark's own lust for Ben was being pounded in to his body in deep firm rapid thrusts. The pain he felt quickly evaporating as he wanted this and needed it, almost giggling at the thought of being pinned down and fucked as a play thing. Mark stopped kissing and began grunting sounds as he breathed out rapidly, Ben could feel his body tensing and hot breath of Mark flowing over his face looking each other in the eye. Ben cried out as he felt Mark lock his cock deep and feeling the pulsating contractions followed by the warming sensation of Mark's seed flowing in to his ass. They laid in silence with just the heavy breathing filling the room with ambient sound, Mark released Ben's arms and legs pushing him up further on to the bed until Mark laid on top of him kissing him tenderly for several moments until he pulled his legs up under Ben's thighs. It took a moment before Ben realised he was going to get it again, he pulled Marks face towards him and kissed him madly and deeply feeling Mark gyrating his still hard cock. The gyrating moved in to a rhythmical gentle thrusting, Ben's was more heightened than ever still recovering from the first fucking he just got, his own cock bouncing up and down leaking like a faucet and he knew he was about to orgasm. Mark looked down at Ben and smiled his hips using a more gyrating thrust action which caused Ben to grab his arms tightly and arching his back 'oh fuck' he said his eyes rolling up in ecstasy feeling the pulsing of his own cock as he shot a big ribbon of seed up along his chest and splashing against his neck. His ass muscles contracted around Mark's cock 'oh wow' Mark cried ramming his cock in several times harder then ever against the tight muscles contracting around his cock, quickly he was brought over the edge rearing up and pushing harder erupting and sending more seed in to Ben. Mark collapsed exhausted on top of Ben hearing the squelching as their bodies met sliding against Ben's cum covered chest. Ben still feeling the pulsing of Mark's cock stroked his back and kissed his neck 'Mark I love you so much' Ben's whispered in to his ear. Mark mumbled a barely audible 'Your all mine Ben and I love you', locked together in sexual embrace they laid looking at each other smiling, giggling and kissing. Ben came out of the bathroom and put on a pair of Mark's speedos and made their way down to the pool terrace, they spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and sunbathing. Maddy was sat in a lounger chair reading a book whilst David was walking around the gardens with the gardener talking plants to replace the bare patch at one end of the grounds. Ben dozed off a couple of times as the 3 hour time difference was subtly playing with his body clock, either that or it was the hammering he took upstairs. Maddy put her book down as the butler brought them refreshments out and placed them on the table, after he left she stood up and picked up two of the glasses and wandered over to where Mark and Ben where laying. "Someone looks tired" she said to Ben as he opened his eyes. Ben sat up "All this excitement is getting to me" he said thanking her as she handed him the glass. Mark came over and sat on Ben's bed "Thanks mum" she smiled and sat down on the bed beside them. "Are you settled in Ben?" Maddy asked him. Ben nodded "Sort of, it is strange getting use to such a big place like this". Maddy smiled at him "It will grow on you Ben, Liongate has a way of pulling people in". "I can sort of see why, it's so tranquil as well" Ben said putting his glass down. "Tell me boys have you decided on a date and place?" she asked looking at Ben and Mark. Mark put his glass down "To be honest we haven't had time to think about that yet" he said looking at Ben. Maddy looked pensive for a moment "Well I hope you will consider here" she offered. Ben looked at Mark then to Maddy "You mean marry here?" he said. Maddy nodded "Yes, it would be great if you would consider it at as an option and there is plenty of room". "Mother" Mark said looking at her "out with it, what have you done?" Maddy laughed "Okay, I did a deal with one of the magazines" she finally told them looking down. Mark looked at Ben "How much?" he asked glancing at his mother. Maddy looked up at Mark "Pittance really just $500k but it doesn't stop you marrying wherever you want". Ben laughed "Why would they want to pay that to see us marry?". Maddy smiled looking at Ben "Circulation numbers, plus we get professional photos for free". "Oh right" Ben laughed. Maddy smiled "Anyway the money will go in your joint bank account". Mark picked up his drink "We don't have one Mother". "Ah" Maddy had a small grin on her face "Your father has set one up for you both". Mark shook his head looking at Ben "Parents" he said and laughed. Ben's mind was racing with so many things going on in his head he was struggling to keep up or make any sense of it all, they spent the rest of the afternoon dozing and relaxing which helped Ben get over the jetlag in time for dinner. Ben ran his head down the suit jacket feeling the expensive material and looking at himself in the mirror, he had to double take just to ensure he was not imagining how good he really did look in the dinner suit. Mark finished dressing and came back in to the bedroom and smiled seeing Ben looking dashing. "I told you that dinner suit looked good on you" Mark walked over and kissed and Ben. Ben smiled "Yeah you were right, it does feel good" he said as Mark took his hands. "I'm hungry are you ready?" he asked looking at Ben who nodded and they walked out along the hallway. Ben looked over down the staircase and paused "I thought this was a family dinner?" he looked nervous. Mark held Ben's hand tighter "It is and few friends of the family, don't worry I am here with you". Ben nodded and the stepped on to the staircase that swept downwards to the entrance hall where cocktails were being served. He had never felt so nervous, in fact coming out to his family proved to be much easier than what he was about to face. A mix of 20 people stood mingling and talking, only a couple looked up nodded and smiled. He spotted Mark's sister due to the resemblance to Maddy immediately. Mark had told Ben a little bit about his sister and husband John who was from Texas and his family owned a cattle ranch, but what intrigued him more was Mark saying how John was stead fast in his ways which made for a good relationship with Mark's father but never quite close as family. As they neared the bottom step David came forward beaming with a brilliant smile, for a man in his mid 40's he cut a pretty fine figure and easily stood out from the rest. Ben could clearly see that Mark got his looks from his father. "Ben wow you look incredible" he leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek and then did the same with Mark. Ben blushed a little "Thank you, and your dinner suite looks really nice" he said. David chuckled "You charmer Ben" he said and put his arm around Ben introducing him around. Mark slid off to grab a cocktail and speak to his mother "I thought this was a family dinner". Maddy patted his arm "It is almost. Your father absolutely loves Ben" she said watching them. Mark nodded "Strange, he has never taken to John like that". "I think Ben just has that quality about him that John doesn't and he clearly sees how in love you are" Maddy said looking over where John stood. Mark took his mother's arm and walked towards Ben "I hope this doesn't freak Ben out" he said. Maddy looked at Mark "Your father seems to have taken him under his wing, he will be alright Mark". "I hope so mother, I really hope so" Mark stood with his head to one side looking at Ben. Maddy kissed his head "It so nice to see you happy like this Mark, did he really have no idea about you?". Mark smiled "Yes, he thought I just worked for Angelo. He has no grip on money, doesn't want it and just wants us to live like we are now". Maddy nodded "Explains why your father likes him, John just came in expecting everything". Mark looked at her with surprise "I didn't know that" he said as they wondered over to Ben and David. "Your father knows that type of person that is why he is amiable if a little distant with him" Maddy told Mark. As they moved through the guests stopping to quickly chat they got to where Ban and David stood chatting to Mark's sister Selina and her husband John. Maddy saw the unmistakable glances John would make in Ben's direction, clearly he was put out at how Ben walked in a few hours ago and stole the show with David. Selina on the other hand just saw how happy Mark was and by respect for that she actually liked Ben. Selina was a year younger than Mark and she was as attractive as her mother, just as polished thanks to her private boarding school she attended in the UK during her teens. Her husband John was a year older than Mark, blond hair and blue eyes with a ranch persons solid muscular build. "What are your plans whilst you are here Mark?" Selina asked her brother. "Well we are going to see Ben's father for Sunday afternoon and Rodeo Drive in the morning" he replied. Selina looked at Ben "Where does your father live Ben?" she asked. "Somewhere down the coast a place called Laguna Beach" he said feeling Mark holding his hand. Selina nodded "Laguna is beautiful, I expect he is looking forward to seeing you". Ben looked down "I hope so, I mean I haven't seen him for about 6 years my parents are divorced". "Oh, I'm sorry" Selina replied looking a little upset having put her foot in it. Ben smiled at her "Yeah unfortunately I have a wicked step father back east, it's all very complicated". Selina smiled and nodded "Well John is off to Texas Monday morning so I hope we can have lunch or something". Ben looked at Mark who smiled and nodded his head "Yes we would love to". Maddy came over with an ordinary looking man carrying a professional camera and Ben almost freaked out and became nervous. She put her arm around him and said it was just a few minutes for pictures of you both. Ben and Mark went off to one of the lounges for 15 minutes having photos taken and then a group one when they re-joined the party and the photographer left. Ben looked at Mark "Well wasn't so bad I guess just nerve racking" he said as Mark laughed and kissed him. Maddy approached them "Well done Ben you just earned $100k". Ben stood opened mouth for a moment "Just for doing that?". Maddy smiled "Yes and the pictures looked great, they will send them to us tomorrow". David pushed in and grabbed Ben again "Ben let me take you into the dining room before dinner". Selina chuckled as David and Ben disappeared and walked over to Mark "Father really likes Ben". Mark was acute enough to know when to play things down "He wants to make sure he doesn't faux pas at dinner". Selina laughed "Not use to this then?" she asked Mark took his sisters arm as they walked towards the dining room "He is just Ben and that is what I love about him". "You don't think this will change him?" Selina asked stopping. Mark looked at her "Maybe a bit, I mean I hope he will get use to coming here". Selina looked at him "You are not moving back to Liongate then?". Mark shook his head "No, well I don't think so, anyway it would have to be mutual decision if we ever talk about it". "I am surprised and a little upset, I thought you might have been coming home at last" Selina said as they walked. Mark laughed "Who knows sis". "How is Angelo, we haven't seen him for over a year?" She asked changing the subject. Mark grabbed a glass of champagne "He is well, getting married as well and the business doing really well". "I heard on the family grapevine he found someone" she said grabbing a glass for herself. Mark smiled "Yes his name is Ethan and is Ben's best friend". "No way, how bizzare" she replied looking shocked. Mark chuckled "That's how I met Ben at a party at Angelo's". Selina clinked her champagne glass with Mark's "How funny the way things happen, when did you know?". Mark sipped his champagne "Right there when I first saw him, everything just fell in to place". Dinner was called just as David finished explaining to Ben about the cutlery on the table who found it quite amusing trying to remember to work from the outside in. But Ben still didn't know who half the guests where at dinner, he found his name above on the place setting and saw to his relief that on his right would be Maddy. Mark would be across the table with David and Selina. Guests mingled around the table and Maddy saw Ben looking a little lost and immediately went over to him, he felt like a nobody amongst all the guests there who were all wealthy and notable in their areas of business or life. "You okay Ben" Maddy asked putting her around him. Ben nodded "Yes, I just feel a little odd around all these people, I mean they are all something". Maddy looked him in the eye "Ben never feel like that, being part of this family means you are someone". He looked slightly confused "Maddy I can't pretend to understand any of this" he said nervously. Maddy hugged him "You are just as if not more important than the people in this room Ben". Ben nodded still not really grasping it "It's a lot to take in". She took him over to his seat at the table opposite Mark "Always remember David and I are here for you". Being opposite Mark calmed him down and he began to relax more and more over dinner, thankfully David sat opposite next to Mark and would hint which cutlery to use as they dined. Mark would swap the cutlery around when Ben wasn't looking and it took him a moment to realise what was going on since Selina gave it away but her constant giggling. Ben was relieved when dinner was over and they went and sat outside on the terrace in the cool air. Mark kissed Ben discreetly as they sat down "You survived" he said holding his hand. Ben smiled "It was okay, next time you mess around with my cutlery I will stab your hand with a fork". Mark laughed so hard "God you make me so happy Ben". Ben leaned in next to Mark surveying the grounds and mansion "Let's do it here, get married". Mark kissed his head "Thank you, I know my parents will be over the moon". "I just feel it is right and as a thank you to your parents for welcoming me" Ben said with much feeling. Mark looked at Ben "Kiss me" he said as Selina came out looking for them. "5 minutes then you must come in, father wants to make a speech" she said tutting at them kissing. Mark looked up "Okay" then he looked at Ben "Marry me soon I can't wait Ben". Ben stood up "Day after Christmas" he said holding his hand out to Mark. Mark stood up smiling "I can wait 3 weeks" he said laughing and kissing Ben. "What do we have to do to get this done?" Ben suddenly asked not really thinking through the idea. Mark looked at Ben "My mother will take care of it, I think that is why she wanted us to marry here" he replied as they walked across the terrace. Ben smiled "Yeah I sort of got the exactment from her when we talked about it". They walked back in to the dining room holding hands just as David was getting ready to Make his speech clearing his throat as if he needed to "Family and friends, thank you so much for coming this evening for dinner. Maddy and I never really expected to be hosting a dinner for our son and his husband to be Ben. When I first met Ben he was rolling on the floor with Mark at his house warming, apologies if I am embarrassing you both, but when you see such love between two people you forgive them for behaving like animals. But I have to say he is a most charming and polite person when Mark leaves him alone. In case your are wondering I am not going to drone on but just wanted to say that we couldn't be happier to have Ben as part of our family. Ben and Mark" he raised his glass followed by everyone else in the room who cheered. Ben was becoming a fast emotional wreck at being shown so much love from Mark's parents and was doing his best to control himself, having Mark by his side was all he needed. His whole life in a matter of weeks had changed as plain and ordinary Ben from Harrison was now loved by the most incredible person he had ever met, broken free from his repressing step father he now saw a life he could now enjoy. Guests numbers were dwindling as they began to leave, Mark sat down next to Ben and reached up to undo Ben's tie whilst their eyes fixated on each other. It was these small tiny noticeable things that Maddy and David had picked up and she squeezed David's arm as they walked in the lounge after the last guests had left and nodded towards them. David smiled and patted her hand seeing such devotion to each other. Maddy had arranged coffee for the four of them and they took the sofa opposite Ben and Mark. "You want to tell them Ben?" Mark said sitting back holding Ben's hand. Maddy looked at Ben and Mark "Tell us what?" she asked inquisitively. Ben looked at Mark "We want to marry the day after Christmas here at Liongate". Maddy looked at them "Oh thank you Ben, this means so much. Oh my so much to do now". David smiled and looked at Ben "Excellent, doesn't give much time to get things sorted" he suddenly realised. Mark spoke up "But, it is to be a small celebration" he said smiling at his mother. Maddy composed herself having found pen and paper to start making a list "If that is what you want". David put his hand on Maddy's to stop her writing then looked at Ben "There is a lot to get done". Ben watched David making an unmistakable hint to Maddy before he asked "Maddy would you like to organise it?". Maddy looked up at Ben "Of course, it's what I do best, that is if you don't mind Ben?". Ben shook his head "Maddy I wouldn't know where to start". "Thank you Ben, you and Mark will need to make some decisions about colours and food" Maddy said writing on her pad. Ben laughed and started speaking "As long as there is no pasta..." Mark punched him on the arm. "Don't you dare make fun of my pasta" he said as the four of them sat laughing. "I need names of who you want to invite and we will see what the numbers come out like" Maddy said. When they retired for the evening Ben suddenly thought about friends and family as it was Christmas and if they would be able to fly out. Mark settled in to bed next to Ben and told him that the ones he loved most can stay at Liongate. It was coming up to midnight and Ben was exhausted plus the time difference was beginning to take it's toll. Ben rolled on to his side and cuddled up to Mark dozing off just as his phone pinged. Mark reached over and saw a message from Angelo 'Franco leaving 2nite, move brought forward at airport now, Josh is in pieces with Adam and Tony, Franco knows how Josh feels, hope your both well. A xx'. Ben was asleep so Mark put his phone down and closed his eyes thinking about Josh, annoyed more than anything after all the warnings he had been given about Franco being straight, but at the same time he felt much sorrow for him. At Newark airport Josh had wandered over to security with Adam and Tony, his eyes red from crying but now with a more steely determination that he had to forget about him, although they had bonded in friendship it was a crush he had to overcome. Angelo was hugging Franco, his parents had just gone through and were waiting for him at the gate. Franco saw Josh approach and looked up at Angelo "Sorry I have to say good bye to Josh". "Bet you never thought you would break a boys heart Franco" Angelo said patting him on the shoulder. Franco walked over to him "Joshy, you mean so much to me and thank you for your friendship". Josh looked at Franco and smiled feebly "Gonna miss you Franco, more that you can imagine" he said wiping his eyes. "Trust me I know Joshy, do me a favour and find yourself a real nice guy" Franco said hugging Josh. Josh pulled away "Easier said than done". Franco said one last good bye and went through security, as he turned he saw Josh being comforted by Adam and Ethan. He fully understood now what Angelo meant about Josh's feelings running way to deep for him. He shook his head in sadness thinking about the night when he kissed Josh in a drunken frenzy, strangely he felt a stirring in his groin as he thought about the kiss. Franco watched Manhattan disappearing from the aircraft window as the flight ascended heading south, his thought purely on Josh and how much he was going to miss him. He felt his mothers hand on his arm in a comforting way as she knew that the move whilst good for Franco's father still meant leaving their life behind. Ben and Mark were strolling along Rodeo drive taking in some of the sights before they needed to be at the Four Seasons to meet Maddy and David for lunch. Mark wore a baseball cap which Ben thought looked kind of ridiculous since he had never seen him wear one before but also added a new sexy look about him. Ben in to the Canali store where they browsed around looking at the casual wear. Every now and then Ben would tutt and shake his head seeing the price of the casual polos and shirts but he did like the designs of a couple of the shirts. "Try them on if you like them Ben" Mark suggested standing behind him. Ben showed the price tag to Mark "Not at these prices" he said quietly "Can't we go to Walmart?". "Certainly not and don't ever swear like that again" Mark retorted giggling. Ben turned to him "Only if you promise to make love only wearing the baseball cap tonight". Mark pinched Ben's ass "Deal" he said "But seriously if you like it try it on". The shop assistant Serge approached "Can I help your gentlemen please?". Mark didn't turn around but leaned over Ben's shoulder "He wants to try these shirts on please". Serge coughed "I'm sorry but you have to request appointments to try garments on". Ben giggled "Never mind we will shop elsewhere" he said turning to look at Mark and Serge. Serge stopped in his tracks "Oh, I do apologise I didn't recognise you, of course you may try the shirts on". Ben looked at Serge "You recognised me?" he said confused. Serge smiled and called to Hameed "Fitting room and assistance for Mr Midler-Warren please Hameed". Ben was whisked off to a fitting room with an attendant as he tried on the first shirt and came out to show Mark who nodded and said he should wear it to his fathers this afternoon. Ben nearly said something about the price but remember David's words yesterday about how stubborn Mark can be on somethings. "Do you think I can afford it Mark?" Ben asked and heard Hameed sucking air through his teeth. Mark laughed "Money is a dirty word in these boutiques Ben. Hameed charge it to the Davenport account" he said. Hameed stood behind Ben "Would you like anything else sir?". Ben shook his head but Mark stood up and walked over to Hameed "Whatever he wants or you think he needs". An hour later they came out of the boutique clutching bags and Mark smiling telling Ben that they could have delivered the bags home. But Ben was keeping hold of them quietly ashamed at how much everything had cost, they walked along Wilshire Boulevard and came to the imposing and impressive entrance to the hotel. Walking through the reception Ben couldn't help but notice several people nodded in their direction causing Ben to wonder if something was wrong, after all he wasn't exactly dressed for such an auspicious hotel, they stepped out on to the terrace to join Maddy and David at their table and noticing two other people who he didn't recognise were sat with them. "I see you have been to Canali" David said looking at the 7 bags. Mark chuckled sitting down "I couldn't stop him once he started" he said patting the seat next to him for Ben. "I'm sorry I didn't realise how much this would all cost" Ben replied looking slightly ashamed. David laughed and waved his hand in the air "Enjoy yourself Ben". Maddy laughed as Ben sat down and introduced the two gentlemen as Edward and Philip who were wedding planners and taking on the arrangements. After the introductions were done they gave some thoughts to a simple yet stylish celebration and then left leaving the four of them to enjoy lunch and talk more. The drive back to Liongate was sluggish with the traffic but they still had a few hours to spare before they would be heading to Laguna Beach to meet Ben's father. "Have you thought about where you will go for your honeymoon?" Maddy asked Mark. He shook his head "No not really, a beach would be nice, what do you think Ben?" he asked. Ben knew by now to go with the flow "Beach sounds good, always wanted to go to the Caribbean". Maddy smiled "Good, that will be my gift to you both" she already knew the perfect place. Ben smiled "Thank you Maddy" he said as the car pulled up to Liongate. Ben and Mark had changed and headed down to the courtyard to get in the limousine and headed off to Laguna Beach.

My favourite thing to do after breeding. I used to be such a good boy lol ??☣️

You ask for this, and here it is. Standard Disclaimer: All characters are fictional, including the narrators. All resemblance of anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. I would say do not try this at home, but you probably have already. Lots of typos, still. Gotta edit these things one of these days LOL. Pig Life 1 The motel room is dark, damp and worn. The once white covers are stained yellow by nicotine and god knows what, and the whole place feels dirty and raw.The bathroom smells of stale piss and the room smells of cigarette smoke, poppers and cum. perfect. i locked the door behind me and pulled the curtains to block the setting sun, and stripped down to my jockstrap. Staring at the mirror i see myself: beefy, well built, and fucking horny. I rub my hands up and down my body, tweaking my bitch tits, and feel my pig cock stiffening. Reaching into the little duffel bag i took out a pair of nipple clamps, a couple bottles of poppers, and a assortment of dildos, setting them all on the nightstand. Then i took my laptop out, boot it up and logged onto my favorite hook up sites. "Fag boy pig needs to be bred big time. Poz friendly. Want your piss and cum now. Send pic to get address" I passed the time watching pig porn videos. In one, a stupidly huge bodybuilder, roided to the max, is getting slammed by a bunch of big muscled tops. One by one they cum in his tight muscle hole, and he wants it more and more, just pushing his hole out and let it drip, his clit throbbing and dripping. Watching the movie made me rock hard. Ignoring my raging cock i reach under and tease my hole with my spit covered fingers. "You got mail" Looks like my ad got some responses. actually, lots of them. Most of them are obvious fakers and hookers, which i throw out. But at least 6 of them look promising, all blue collar boys who need to get their rocks off. Some sent pics of their body, a couple sent their dick pics, but all of them look good. So i type in my response. "looks great bud. cant wait for you to seed my hole. No comdoms. I am in Lucky Motel off route 76 by the airport. Room 23. door's unlocked so come right in and just use me up" I unlocked the door and turn off all the lights except the bathroom and the porn playing and waited, ass lubed and plugged, just like a dirty pig cunt should be. A flash of light pass through the window as a truck pulls into the spot in front of my room. Is it one of them? I lay in the bed, slowy stretching my wet hole with the butt plug, and waited. The door opens, and a large man walked into the room. The dim lights from outside and the bathroom shows a big, beefy shadow, in a baseball cap and dirty mechanics overalls. "You the fag that wanna get some cock" "yes sir" "you like piss too bitch" "yeah" "get your fag ass into the bathroom" Doing as i was told, i got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom, got into the shower, and knelt down. I can hear the man getting out of his clothes. his cheap deoderant and sweat floods the air. I take a deep huff of my poppers, and my cock is rock hard in anticipation a little precum soaking through my jock. I was taking any long pull from the poppers bottle when he walks in. My first fuck of the night is a young white dude, about 6 foot tall with a beefy build thats the result of honest labor and too much beer. He is clean cut, his smooth pecs are covered in tats. He is still wearing his cap and a pair of worn out briefs, yellowed with age and sweat and probably piss, his cock and balls forming a obscenely large bulge under it. Wasting no time, he grab the back of my head and push it into his crotch. "breath in my crotch faggot, yeah smell my junk. Bet it smell fucking awesome to you huh you fucking cocksucker." I breath in deep as he mashed his crothc into my face. The aroma is intoxicating: sweat and piss and a hint of cum. I started to tongue and lick the briefs, and his cock begins to swell inside the cotton pouch. Without a word, he pushed my face away and pulled down the briefs, reviealing a set of large and clean shaven cock and balls. still holding my head away, he forced me to look up at his sneering face. "You want this fucking irish cock dont you" nod. "yeah i bet you do. You want to suck my cock dont you" nod. "no shit right. look at you, on your knees in front of me like a real fucking fag boy. You like piss too bitch?" "yes sir" "then open your fucking fag mouth. here it comes" he groans as a stream of piss spurts from his half hard cock, directly onto my face, and my mouth. I tried to drink down all the warm salty liquid but its too much, most of it flows down my face and onto my body. I am covered by his hot piss, my cock straining the now soaked jock. Without warning, he pushed my head into his cortch, forcing his still-pissing cock into my mouth "yeah cocksucker, drink it all up" i struggled to suck up all the warm and acrid piss down my throat as he proceeds to skull fuck me, his cock reaching 8 inches of full hardness as his piss subside. I moaned lustily as he rapes my face, tweaking my tits and tried my hardest to swallow the cock whole. "Oh fuck yeah, suck my cock oh god suck my fucking cock suck it suck it" he moaned as he rough fucks my throat. After a couple of minutes i begin to taste the distinct salty taste of precum. Jus then he pulls my head off his crotch and stepped back "Bend over faggot let me see you hole' I got up from the dirty shower , turned around and bending over, showing him my beefy ass and the butt plug i was riding. I slowly pushed out the plug, showing him my puckered hole, wet with lube and twitching in anticipation. Without warning, he pushed a finger, then 2 inside. I moaned and my ass spasmed at the invader. "Nice warm hole you got here bitch. you want my cock in it huh? " i moaned "i bet you do you fucking slut. get your ass to the bed" We get back into the dark bedroom where i lay down on the bed, face down and ass proped up a stained pillow. I take a deep huff of the poppers as he continue to finger my hole sending jolts to my prostate. i repsonded by pushing my ass back onto his finger. "Oh yeah thats a sweet tight hole. I bet you want my cock in it dont you" "yeah please fucking fuck my hole oh god please shoot your fucking load inside me" "yeah i bet you want my load. I am gonna fucking give it to you good." With that he hold my hips tight and i feel his cock pushing agaisnt my ass ring. I tried to relax as much as i can as he start pushing his thick tool into my cunt, filling it, stretching it. I take another huff of the poppers as he slides all the way in. "fucking a thats a hot fucking hole. You ready to get fucked bitch? you ready to get fucking filled you faggot? "oh fuck yeah oh fuck my hole with your big cock please..." "oh you bet i will" he growls as he leans down, and hook his meaty arms around my armpits as he started to fuck, thrusting till his entire tool is in, then pull out almost completely before ramming in again, forcing my hole to take it all. After a couple stroke he started fucking faster and faster, his cock battering my insides as i moan incoherently into the mattress as he grunts and groans. "Fuck faggot your ass feels so fucking good i am gonna fucking breed your ass with my fucking raw dick oh yeah i am getting fucking close oh fuck i am gonna fucking nut oh god FUCK... His cock swell even thicker than before as he thrusts deep inside as i feel his cock spasm, his sperm shoot deep inside my hole, stream after stream of cum flooding my guts. The warm cum feels good inside my battered ass as hs cock keep twitching. After what seems to be an eternity, he pulls out of my ass and my hole feels empty as his still hard cock withdrew. I rolled over on my back as i watch him get dressed, slowly fingering myself, feeling the warm cum dripping out from my cunt, rubing my hard cock through my jock. He left without saying a word. I lay in the dirty bed, sweaty and stinking of piss, for a while after he left, wondering if i will get another cock tonight when my room door opens a a man stepped in. I turned on the bedside light to get a better look. He is a young latino guy with a thick build, wearing a paint splattered t shirt and jeans. His hair is close cropped and his face clean shaven. He watched me playing with my hole as he grabs his impressive bulge. "You want this cock?" "Fuck yeah" "How many loads you got in there?' "just one" "you want more" "fuck yeah give it to me" i said as i lift my legs up and spread my pink hole. "you bet" he said as he strips, revealing a smooth olive toned body and a giant cross tattooed across his chest all the way down to his belly. He wasted no time for foreplay as he climbs on the bed, his long thin cock already hard and twitching. He sticks a finger in my hole, making me moaan as he move his finger around, exploring my insides. every time his rough finger brushes against my prostate, my ass involuntarily spasm around his finger as my cock twitches and precum floods my jock. "Fuck yeah thats a nice tight pussy. You ready for my cock bitch?" "Fuck yeah give it to me" I moaned as he pushes my leg up., his cock aimed at my twitching hole. "Oh fuck" we both groaned as his cock enters me. I feel his cock sliding in, my previous load easing his entry as he pushes all 7 inches of him inside. I felt his low haning sack slap against my ass as his cock is fully buried inside me, where it twitches and pulsed against my ass wall. He started fucking slowly, taking his cock out almost entirely before pushing it back in. I reached up and touched his chest, rubbing my fingers on his nipples as he moaned in spanish and start fucking harder. Soon we are both coverd in sweat as he jackhammers his cock inside me. It almost feel overwhelming as his cockhead repeatedly jab at my prostate, making my ass spasm against his cock , milking it. "Oh fuck i am gonna cum oh shit oh GOD" "Yeah fucking breed my hole comon make me take that fucking cum fuck YEAH" He screamed as he rams his cock in for the last time, burying it deep in my ass as he froze rigid. I can feel his cock pulsing in my ass as i take the second load of the night, filling me up some more with hot cum. After what feels like a hot minute of shooting, he pulls out of my ass. My hole feels empty as he pulls out, a dribble of cum following . I quickly slam my hole shut, trying to keep as much of his hot sperm inside me, as he went to the bathroom and wash up. He returned and got dressed. "Thanks" was all he said before he beats his hasty retreat. Once again i was left alone, freshly fucked. My cock is stiff from the fucking, precum soaking my pouch. I reached inside my jock, slowly stroking my slick cock, reaching to my hole and feel the two loads slowly leaking out of my ass as i relive my two breeding sessions in my head.... I dreamed that a mouth has swallowed my cock. I feel a pair of hands rubbing on my tits and I just need to piss so bad i should warn the guy oh god i cant stop peeeing... My eyes opened and i realized i must have fallen asleep. I also realize i am really pissing in a mouth as i saw a bald head sucking on my pissing cock and swallowing it all. His rough hands are tweaking my nipples and i moaned hard as my cock return to its full hardness. When i finished pissing the man look up. He is a smooth shaven skinhead in his 30s. As he stood back up i can see that he has a hard body of a powerlifter, with massive pecs, swollen gyno tits, and a roid gut. A giant biohazard symbol is tattooed on his stomach blending into a tribal pattern all over his arms, shoulders, and even his pits. A tight rubber cock ring framed his giant ball sac and a large, uncut cock. "Hi. When i got here i saw you are sleeping, i know you said you want to bottom but that cock loks so good. "dont sweat it. i hope my piss taste good" "fuck yeha so fucking good. did you get loads already?" "yeah, two of them. you gonna give me one?" "Oh fuck yeah" put your legs up, lets see that hole" He pushes my legs up as he exposes my used ass cunt, still coated with cum from the previous cocks. I can feel him spitting on my hole as he sticks a finger in, exploring it. Reacting to the slick finger, my hole twitches in excitement "Oh god yeah finger that hole oh god it feels so fucking good" i moaned as he add a second finger into my cunt, gently grazing across my prostate, making my boner return in my jock and my ass spasm in pleasure "Nice hole boy, looks like we are gonna have some fun. Your ad says you got toys?" "Yeah over here on the table. Use whatever you want on me" He walks over to the table and lubed one of the thick black rubber cocks up, then he kneels down at the end of the bed. I scoot forward to meet him, holding my legs up as he teases my hole with the slick tip. I realexed my hole on reflex as he begin to push the dildo inside. Before long the 8 inch rubber cock is fully inserted in my ass. "Turn around and lie on your back" Holding the rubber cock in my ass, i turned around and lie down with my head at the foot of the bed. From my vantage point, he is standing over me, his balls and his beefy ass hanging right above my face. "suck my balls boy"he said as he lowers his balls on my open, waiting mouth. I lick and suck furiously on his smooth shaved balls as he reach over and slowly fuck me with the dildo. I moaned with his huge nuts stuffed inside my mouth "yeah thats it, eat those balls yeah, feel those fuckers in your mouth. They are so full of fucking toxic sperm right now. I bet you want those sperm in your cunt boy huh. Yeah looks like your really like getting fucked huh, your cock all hard and red like that.... yeah fuck i cant wait to breed that fucking hole. Trun around and get on your knees." He lifted his balls off my face as I get up and got on my knees on the bed, my ass lifted and still impaled by the dildo. Meanwhile, he get in front of me, sitting on the bed with his back against the wall. He grabs my head roughly and pushes my mouth towards his wide, thick chest. I moaned lustly as i suckled on his fat nipples and i feel his muscles twitching in response. "Yeah thats it. Eat that nipple boy, suck that fucking tit... yeah you like that huh? yeah worship my muscles bitch..." He growled as he he flexes his arms in a double bicep pose "Yeah you like those big arms? yeah... lick those biceps.... nice and hard huh.... Yeah ssniff those pits... like that smell boy? yeah thats the smell of a real man bitch... lick those pits... LICK IT yeah... " After feasting on his pits and chest for a good long time, he pushes me back and flipped me over on my back. He put my legs up and against his chest as he rubs his cock head, now slick with precum, agaisnt my hole. In one swift stroke he pulled the rubber cock out and I moaned as he thrust his cock deep inside me. "Oh fuck thats a nice slick hole" "yes sir please fuck my ass please sir" We both moaned hard as i feel his cock sliding all the way in inside me, burying it it until i feel his nutsack against my hole. Then he pull out slowly and slam it back in again. His cock feels so hard and large as he slowly fucks my cum-filled hole. I reach up and gently pinch his nipples as he start fucking me faster. "Oh fuck yea fuck me faster daddy, plase give it to me .." "Fuck yeah i am gonna give it to you i am gonna fucking breed your ass" "Yes fucking breed my pussy daddy. please breed my boy pussy oh god yes" I take a deep hit of poppers as he pound my ass harder and harder, twisiting my own tit and moaning. I can feel his cock swelling up and know he cant last much longer. His cock is jabbing into my prostate, which is making my hole twitch tight around his cock. I grabbed my hard cock and start jacking, which just make my ass twitch harder. "Oh fuck i am going fucking nut, you want my toxic load bitch? you want my fucking hot load?" "Yeah fuck yeah fucking shoot that cum deep inside me Oh fuck you gonna make me cum FUCKKKK" He slammed his cock deep inside just as i bust, shooting all over my chest and stomach as he fill my hole. I can feel his cock spasm and twitch as he unloaded his poisoned cum inside me. Slowly, his cock get soft and popped out of my ass. I grabed the butt plug i got with me and slide it in, trapping his juice inside. "thanks" He said as he got dressed and ease out the door, leaving me alone. I took a hit of poppers and jack my cum slicked cock back to hardness. 2 Just as i was going to stroke out a load, my computer dings with incoming mail. "Hey faggot, U still up? Cop here need to get my nuts off" I replied immediately. As i waited, i turn on another porno and take a deep hit of poppers. 5 minutes later i see the unmistakable lights of a Crown Vic shine through the window. The door opened and in step a cop in his late 20s, still in his uniform. He stands about my height and his tight uniform encased his husky, beefy build. His pants are tighly fitted against his thick thighs, and his boots are black and shiny. Closing the door behind him, he said "get up and get on your knees faggot" "Yes sir", i said as i jump off my chair and get on my knees in front of him, my face directly in front of his bulge. The smell of sweat and crotch is intoxicating. I watched on my knees as he slowly take off his shirt and tank top. His traps practically starts at the base of his neck, followed by hefty pecs and a solid tommy. His wide, brown perky nipples are so hot that I reached out, trying to touch them, only to have my hands swatted away "Who says you can touch me faggot? Just watch" "Yes sir" i mumbled as i watch him take off his heavy gun belt and nightstick, which he curiously fling it onto the bed instead on the chair like his other items. Then he strike a double bicep pose in front of me, his massive biceps flexing, gleaming in a thin sheen of sweat. I am utterly transfixed and my cock is rock hard inside my jock. "get down there and take off my boots" he commanded and I scramble to comply, carefully helping him out of the shiny tall boots. After putting them on the side, I return to my position on my knees in front of him. "Unzip me bitch, what are you waiting for?" I immediately sprung into action, unbuttoning the top of his pants and opened the fly. A musky smell of sweat emanates from a well-worn black jockstrap he is wearing underneath, its bulge growing by the second. Grabbing the back of my head roughly, the cop push my face into his jock. I tongue the pouch of the jock as i breathe in the musk, moaning. "yes sniff my fucking cop jock. You like that faggot? you like how a real cop smell? Yeah lick that shit. Lick my fucking jockstrap. It hasn't been washed in days so its perfect for a scum sucking faggot like you." After making his jock thoroughly wet, the cop's 8 inch cock is rock hard inside the jockstrap. He roughly pushed my face away and pulled offf his pants and jockstrap, standing there , so proud, so masculine, his low hanging nuts complements a throbbing uncut cock. "suck my cock bitch" he commanded as he grab my head and push it into my waiting, willing mouth. It tasted salty and sweaty, precum lubricating my throat as i choked on the thick 8 inches being down my throat. Grabbing the sides of my head like a vice, the cop skull fucked me with fast deep strokes, leaving me barely room to breathe before he dives his rock hard monster back into my airway. "Fuck yeah faggot, choke on this fat cop dick. Suck it good for me bitch... yeah thats it... yeah" Just as i begin to get used to his large tool, the cop pulled my head off his dick. He roughly grabbed my shoulder and pushed me face down on the bed and before i can react, he pulled out his handcuffs and cuffed my wrist behind my back. satisfied that i am securely bound, the cop rolled me over on my back and pushed my legs up, exposing my wet and dripping hole. "Fuck yeah look at that fucking fag hole. bet you love getting fucking jiz in there you fucking degenerate" he growled at me in his sexy low voice as he rubbed his finger on my hole, spreading the spent cum and lube around. Withdrawing his fingers from my ass, the cop picks up his night stick and smeared the cum and lube onto the tip. The cop sneered as he push his stick into my loosened cum-slick hole. "Fuck yeah bitch, take that fucking stick in your pussy. You like that bitch, huh? Yeah take my stick bitch" "yes sir oh god please fuck me sir oh god it feels so fucking good oh GOD" i almost screamed as his nightstick stretched my hole, my hole spasms as the stick jackhammered my prostate. My cock grew rigid inside my worn jockstrap, soaking it with precum. Jerking his fat cock with one hand and fucking me with his nightstick, the cop sneers as he watch me riding his toy. Just as i thought the stick is going to make me cream my jock, the cop pulled it out, flipped me back on my stomach and unlock the handcuffs.My hole feel swollen and bettered as my cock is almost purple from blood and my jock fully wet. "Move to the head of the bed and spread your arms" the cop commanded. I did as i was told and soon enough a second pair of cuffs appeared and now my wrists are cuffed to the bed frame. The cop climbed on the bed and push my ankles against his pecs. leaning forward, he pinched my swollen nipples and started into me with his brown eyes. "You want me to fuck you, dont you punk? You want this hot cop load in your fucking cunt you faggot?" "Yes sir oh god please fuck me oHHHHH" i moaned loudly as his fat cock slid into my hole in one sharp thrust. It feels even wider than the nightstick as he stretches my boy cunt with his fat cock, the head of which was rubbing and jabbing my g-spot, making my hole twitch and spasm in every stroke. As the initial thrust gives way to hard fucking, the cop keep twisting and flicking my sensitive nipples, while my cock is rock hard and leaking more precum than i thought possible as my cockhead rubs against the fabric of the jockstrap. "Fuck yeah thats a hot fucking cunt. you love it dont you you faggot? Love that fucking cop dick right inside you yeah i can feel your hole twitching like those bitches when i fucking rape their pussy. Yeah fuck man look at those fucking bitch tits. You like then fucking squeensed and twisted dont you yeah thats a good fuckin faggot bitch yeah that that dick hard.." "oh god oh god oh fuck me it feels so fucking good yeah dont stop fucking use my tits yeah oh god you make me so fucking hard right now" i moan as he thrust faster and faster, and with one hand he reach into my jockstrap and pull out my rock hard cock, rubbing his fingers all over my slick cockhead, bring me to the edge only to pull away at the last possible second. "Fuck yeah looks like you like it huh, yeah that fucking fag clit just fucking leaking shit... yeah you wanna cum bitch? you wanna cum while getting fucked by a hot cop dick?" He groaned into my ear as he thrust harder and faster, driving his cock fully inside me before pulling out and thrusting it in again. "Oh yes sir please oh god i am so fucking close oh god oh fuck oh fuck me harder yes fucking breed my ass with your cop sperm fucking make me cum like a fag bitch oh GOD YOU MADE ME CUM AHHHHH" I moaned as i feel his cock assult my ass faster and faster, and suddenly i just cannot hold it any longer as his cock punch my prostate. The cop pulled on my nipples hard, my hole twitches real tight as he fuck me into a hands free orgasm, my cock untouched as globs of cum shoots out and landed all over my chest. I was almost hyperventilating in pleasure as the cop keep pounding my ass, keeping me on the edge as he made me cum. "Fuck yeah cum for me bitch. Look at that fucking clit shoot that fag juice... yeah i am gonna keep fucking that cunt bitch, this aint over yet..." as he keeps on pounding my hole. Although i came, my cock is still hard as a rock. I am moaning incoherently at this point, my hole keep spasming and my entire being is focused on the sensation of his cock raping my hole. Just as i thoguht i am gonna pass out, the cop start thrusting harder and faster than ever before. I am already riding the edge, my cock never lost its hardness and now leaking even more precum. "Oh fuck you ready bitch? you ready to get my fucking cop juice? oh fuck here it comes on shit yeah i am gonna make you fucking cream your pussy oh FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCK" He screamed as i feel his cock burst inside my ass, his cockhead punching my insides as he breed me with his pent up load. "Oh god yea please breed my hole sir please make me your cum dump oh my god " i moaned as he breeds my hole. The cop collapses on top of me, a mountain of sweaty masculine muscle as he pump the last of his nut into my ass. My own tool is still hard, his belly rubbing against it is causing my whole body to convulse in bliss, his dick is still lodged deep in my ass as he kisses my neck. I moaned as he slowly withdraw his cock from my destroyed boycunt. He uncuffed my hands from the bedframe and i dove for his spent cock, licking my own cunt juice and cum off his dick as he twists his own nipples and moans in pleasure. "Oh fuck suck it oh fucking suck it oh fuck suck me suck me oh god here it comes faggot..." his cock throb in my mouth and squirts of cum shot down my mouth and throat. i swallowed most of it but some of his second load dripped out of my mouth and ran down my chin. He pushed me away from his cock and lift my legs up, took my sore and sensitive cock in his mouth and stuck his fat finger in my hole, making me writhe and spasm in pleasure as he suck my cum slicked clit. My whole body convulses as the cop expertly swallowed my half hard cock and lick my sensitive cockhead while his finger tickle my cum-filled ass. "Oh god fuck me oh fucking god i am gonna cum again oh fuck oh fuck...." i screamed as my second load burst out of my cock into the cop's mouth. I collapse onto the dirty sheets and could only convulse and moan as the cop keep sucking on my super sensitive cock post-orgasm before i black out.

Part 4 I shortly woke up a few hours waking up before my parents got home. I needed to go on my daily run since I had not worked out at all let week. I don’t regret anything I did it had done to be lay week. Jason helped me discover my true self. I finally admitted to myself I had buried thoughts I had about guys after seeing what Jason why through. Now I was free in more ways then one. Free to enjoy sex another man and free from the fear of HIV since I was exposed to the big multiple times since my older brother first fucked me over a week ago. The only freedom I didn’t have was in my service to Steven as my pimp. The idea of serving as a fuck toy for the wealthy men Steven had looked up was rather exciting. I had a steady supply of Tina, already made $600 I tips and received a great blow job from the twink Steven was fucking. The only restriction was to be available evenings when Steven needed me to meet with whomever he had for me too meet. I was on my run I came across Bruce who was our student trainer a couple years back. This past year he was a freshman at a major college in the state. His father told me he was working with the athletic department's sports medicine department. I heard rumors that he was gay so when I saw him out undying of his house I stopped to say hello. I could tell he was surprised I stopped to talk to him as we chatted about this and that, you know, the usual bull shit about classmates. I asked him how the girls were at college and could tell by his answer that he was embellishing his experiences. Bruce asked me how the high school tail was. I didn’t lie, although I left out some details, when I told him “Lately I’ve discovered an older crowd.” He smiled as I spoke and I could see this cock twitch. I invited him to hang out at my place. I knew his house was one of the new that didn’t have a backyard pool. He happily accepted my invitation and said “I'll come by tomorrow, say 10?” I told him, “Right on, That’ll be great.” When I got back to my house after my run I sent a text to Steven telling him about Bruce and my wanting to corrupt him tomorrow. Steven replied, ‘sounds investing, what does Bruce look like?’ I sent him Bruce’s description, 19, 5’10”, 135 pounds, slim buddy, and promised to send a picture when he comes over tomorrow. Steven texted back, ‘he sounds cute….tell you what, been meaning to tell you to shave your pubes off. with how young you look I know a few guys that would get off on the illusion of you being younger teen your real age’ His text about me shaving my pubes had me stunned. I remember most of the boys who were at the party Friday night along with most of the guys that fucked me last week had little or no pubic hair. I figured why not if he was going to let me work on Bruce. I texted back, ‘i'll shave my pubes’ I then received a video call from Steven. He wanted to watch me shaving my pubes. I shaved my cock and what little hair I had around my ass. Steven commented, “Nice, I like the look. Don’t forget under your arms too.” I followed his direction and shaved under my arms listening to Steven telling me what a hot jock ass I had and what a great fucking my ass gave. My pubes were all gone and Steven gave me the all clear to make a move I Bruce with one more condition, but wanted me to live stream the action for him to watch. I had no problem with that, in fact the thought of Steven watching us turned me on. I woke the next morning excited at Bruce coming over to hangout. I threw on a pair of maternal shorts and went downstairs . I saw my parents who didn’t say a word about the other night and ate breakfast. I took a quick shower and went out by the pool. I had my tablet set up so that it wound capture all the action by the pool. Like clockwork Bruce showed up at 10 am. He had on a pair of board shorts and a tank top. I asked if he’d like something drink. He just nodded his head. I told him, “Have a seat and relax while I go grab drinks.” I fixed a couple Cokes with GHB, putting a larger dose in Bruce’s drink and added a splash of rum and some Tina. I took the drinks out and handed Bruce his spiked cola. I you a could good hefty swigs from my drink and sad down. We chatted some as Bruce nervously gulped his drink. Before he knew it, he had finished off his drink and asked for another one. I finished mine off and headed inside to fix a could more. This time I fixed Bruce the same as I did with his first drink although I put in more Tina. I could see the sweat start to form on his forehead and knew the Tina was working. I took a gulp of my drink and commented, “It’s starting to get pretty hot. I think I’m going to get in the pool.” I quickly dropped my shorts and jumped into the cold water buck ass naked. When I came back to the surface and looked up at Bruce who had a semi shocked look on his face. I wasn’t stud if his shocked look beats he couldn't believing I was skinny dipping or the fact that he caught a glimpse of my hard cock when I dropped my shorts. I watched him take a couple big sips of his drink like he was trying to get courage from the alcohol in his drink. The courage that came from his drink was in the form of G and T. Seeing the glassy looks I his eyes, his pupils growing larger with the increase in the sweat I knew the drugs were flowing and would cloud his judgement. Looking up at him with a big smile I asked him, “Are you going to stand there or join me?” I think he was trying to decide if he should take his board shorts off. I knew what I said too him next would help me get him where I wanted him to be of I was to corrupt him further. “Dude it’s just us. I skinny dip all the time when my parents aren’t around. It’s cool with me either way. You can swim with your board shorts on or you can take them off. That’s up to you as long as you get your ass in the pool.” Without hesitation Bruce pulled the tie in his board shorts and dropped them to the pool deck and jumped in the water. When he finally came back up I smile at him and said, “Nice choice.” Bruce smiled at me and I could see the wheels spinning as he tried to think of what to say to me. I caught his eyes drift down trying to make it my still hard cock. When his eyes came back up to meet my gaze and the shit rang grin on my face. He quickly matched my grin as I silently moved closer to him. I knew he was turned on when the tips of our hard cocks touched right before we leaned in towards each other and kissed. He was great kisser as our tongues dualed in and out of each other’s mouths. I knew we were both on the same wave length when we almost simultaneously reached for each other’s hard cocks. After we stopped kissing I suggested, “Why don’t we take this to my bedroom.” I had a camera hidden in my bedroom to capture the action there as well. Wet picked up some new double I the way to my bedroom (Bruce's was pre spiked with G and T). Bruce had already finished his drink when we got to my bedroom and dropped to his knees taking him cock down to the root. Damn, he was a good cock sucker, I was hoping he’d turn out to be a good bottom. After Bruce had been bobbing up and when in my cock for about 5 minutes I figured it was time to take things up a notch. I reached for my pipe that I had already loaded with an ample amount of Tina, lit my torch and heated the bowl. Bruce let my hard cock slip from his mouth as looked up at me and asked, “You smoking weed?” As I blew out the white smoke from my lungs I replied, “No something better.” He stood up with a curious look in his eye. I knew his inhibitions were definitely lowered by the glassy look I his eyes from the G and T he had consumed I his drink. His pupils were very dilated and glassy. I knew he was G'ed out. So I want surprised when he asked, “Can I try it?” The burn was still warm as I heated it for another hit when he asked me if he could try the pipe. I shook my head yes as I took a second hit completely filling my lungs. Bruce the reached for the pipe, but instead I leaned in to kiss him. He seemed to understand what I was thinking as he emptied the air from his. Lungs in time to take the sole from my lungs. He room as much as he sounds as only a little bit escaped or lip lock. The shotgun turned into a passionate kiss as I let him edge my north with his tongue. When we finally stopped kissing Bruce blew out an impressive cloud and I asked him, “How about another one, but this time you hit the pipe and shotgun it to me.” I explained how to heat the bowl so not to burn what’s I the bowl and to slowly inhale. Bruce did exactly as I instructed. He leaned: and we locked lips as before and I inhaled the smoke from his lungs. This time when we kissed my tongue probed his mouth. I had Bruce sit down on my bed. It was my turn to suck cock while Bruce hit the pipe. He let out a site moan as I began to guide him a good job. While I worked his cock with my oral skills he hit the pipe 5 times. In between his hits he softly moaned letting me know he was ready for more. I lifted his legs and moved down to his taint licking my way towards his hole. I paused to admire the hairless, pink pucker I was ready to introduce to the joy of bareback sex. I waited until he blew out his latest hit of Tina. By my count he had just sucked in his sixth lung full of Tina to go with what he had in hits 3 drinks. I was kissing the areas around the hole, taint, inner thighs and his butt crack. Once be exhaled a huge cloud I dove my tongue into his pink pucker. Three soft moans changed into deeper and louder moans as I probed his hole with my tongue. Bruce's hole opened up altering my tongue you penetrate in further. It was easy to tell that his hole was hungry and eager to be filled ass I felt it trying to suck my tongue inside. I tongued as deep as possible while Bruce ran both of his hand through my hair. Anytime I would slightly pull back to get the air Bruce used the hands on my head to pull me back into his ass. I knew he was you’re duty the pickings and flashed a pre arranged signal for Steven to know that soon Bruce was going to get fucked. I pulled out a bottle of Tina laced lube Steven provided and a good size rock of Tina. I began to alternate between fingering and licking his hungry hole. All this stimulation was driving Bruce crazy as his moaning few louder and he sees moving his ass around. As I worked more of the Tina laced lube into Bruce’s hole he complained, “They burns a little.” I took the opportunity of this distraction to slip the rock of Tina into his ass and answered him, “Yeah I’m using a warning lube. You every had your hope played with before like this?” As I pushed the rock as deep as I possibly could into his ass I also kissed and listed his home and the areas around his home to keep him distracted from the new burn he was about to feel. Bruce’s complaint continued as he says, “Ouch! Now that’s really burning.” Quickly his complaints turned it is soft moans which turned hungry loud moans as he began to buck back against my hand as I continued to finger fuck. I stood up from where I had been on my knees feasting on his hairless ass, looked down at Bruce. He was ready to be fucked. I pulled my fingers out of his hungry hole to hear a whimper of disappointment from Bruce. I picked up his legs and rotated him still his head was on the pillow. I put his calves on my shoulders and teased him with the tip of my rock hard 8”cock. Every time I would brush the trip up against his hole Bruce would try and push back I an attempt to get me inside him. I leaned down, gave him a deep passionate kiss before I told him, “I am going to fuck you so good and breed that cute trainer ass.” Bruce looked at me as I got my cock ready to penetrate him and said, “I only play safe.” I answered him, “You used to play safe.” The pushed ¾ of my cock in one thrust. He looked as if he was trying too process what I had just said to him as I pulled back and half way thrusted all of my cock into his ass.

I was there in the dark room.. stay in the corner..(it was packed.) Think I unload three toxic loads in some anonymous holes. And put my hung cock in at least 15 others Looking forward to do it again soon.

Another old pic. Around the time I really became an exhibitionist and realised that sex was fun

Guess who’s finally back home, shaved, thoroughly douched, plugged and with a cock cage ? I’m supposed to stay like this till my BF gets back home to dump a load in me after almost a week without loads, then later on he organized a fuck party with all tops to give me the good rough pounding my pussy needs!

It’s that animalistic orgasm, the need to cum that I wait for. The3 minute cumdump, being used to unload and leave. I’m looking for quantity and a hole filled with cum dripping down my legs, my hole twitching for a raw cock I don’t know. Its a hungry I cannot quench.

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

I have a question for the members..... When I suck and fuck I LOVE creampies and cum. I love getting loaded and felched. I also loved fucking a big load into a mouth or ass and eating my own (or a bunch of guy's cum). When I have to settle for my left hand and watch porn to a jerk off session, I always eat my own cum. A couple of years ago, I had this kinky idea that it would be fun to NOT waste the cum, and I used a shot glass to capture my load. Then I pushed a lot of it up my ass and used a toy for a while to get off a second time... either riding the toy or coating up some ben wah balls with my cum and pushing them inside. You get the idea!! One night, I had just tossed my load into a tall shot glass with the intention of coating a new dildo with my juices and going for a ride. My phone rang and it was my brother announcing he was 3 minutes away and dropping by to say HI. So, I grabbed the cummy glass, stuck it into a ziploc bag and tossed into the freezer. Brother and I had a nice visit and off he went. I kept thinking about that load of cum and the new toy and once he had taken off - I headed for the freezer. Well imagine that..... not only was it frozen solid... of course now that it was frozen, it had 'expanded' a little within the shot glass.. and actually looked larger than when I had put it in the freezer. My curiousity kicked in and I took the glass upstairs and rather than using it on the new toy - I deposited a SECOND load of cum over top of the first - and back into the freezer. Well, I did this for a few weeks whenever I jerked off (and remembered to grab my frozen load first) and soon, I had a shot glass about 2.5 inches tall FILLED to the top with frozen cum. I have a particularly kinky FB who enjoys ass play a LOT. He's a total versatile pig and we often warn the other guy whether we are in a total cock sucking mood, or want our hole stretched with tongue, fingers, whether we wanna get fucked or fuck etc.... truly versatile. More often than not - if one is in a horny TOP mood, luck would have it that the other is willing to be the BOTTOM that night. Great fun. I gave him a call and invited him over the following weekend and said I had something he might like to try. He was intrigued, but I told him it was a surprise. He showed up and as luck would have it.... he walked in and said "I am horny as fuck for your ass buster. I want to eat it, rim it in the chair and then fuck my 4 day load into your guts". Well.... helllllo!!! Perfect mood for what I had planned. I pulled out the frozen cum and explained that I wanted him to push it up inside my ass when he was ready to fuck.... and I wanted him to dump his load in beside ALL the other many loads already in the frozen glass. He made some guttural noise and pushed me onto my knees on the floor and started to eat my ass like a starving man. I kept egging him on and asking if he was anxious to feel about 20 loads in my hole? Was he stretching it good for the big icy cum torpedo? Did he think the cum would help him slosh his big uncut cock around deeper than normal? Really teasing the fuck out of him. We went downstairs to my sling and I hopped in. Legs spread wide. Excited to "feel" this new experience. He reached over and took a sleeper blindfold from the table and leaned towards me. "I don't want you to watch anything dude. I want you to FEEL this...." and as he pulled the blindfold down over my eyes, I could see his cock literally throbbing and dripping precum strands on to the floor. Apparently this was turning his crank as well. I waited anxiously. The prick made me wait a few minutes. I could only hear him fussing around. Then I heard him sit on the mechanics stool I keep there for sitting down and eating an asshole in the sling. I heard him say "Take a breath bubba... you aren't breathing'...." LOL. As I took a slow deep breath in, I felt his tongue at my pucker. He licked it and sucked it a few minutes then stopped. I wondered what was next, when I felt the ice cold cum stick being positioned at my hole. I gave an involuntary twitch - and a sigh at the same time. He laughed and said "Keep it in there or else"... and he started to push it in and out just about an inch. I could feel the slickness right away as the outer part started to melt against my hot hole. He only did this four or five times, then I felt a gentle, but firm push of the entire block of cum up into my hole. It was fucking AMAZING!!!! I moaned and he leaned forward and swiped his tongue all around my balls, then down to lick all around my wet hole. "Nice". That's all he said. One word. But I could hear the lust in his husky voice. Then I heard a camera shot or two and knew he was taking some pictures. My cock lurched at the thought. In fact, I realized my cock had been rock hard from the time I got in the sling. This was a huge turn on for me. I heard him roll the chair back and waited. I felt his big meaty cock SLAP SLAP SLAP around the outside of my hole. "Push your hole out a little bubba... give me a little natural lube' he instructed. He held his cock against my pucker and as I started to open up a bit and push, he slid his cock right up to his balls in one slow push. I honestly though I was going to cum. I could feel his hot cock pushing aside the cool cum. It was well on its way to being completely melted. He stopped when his balls were resting on my crack and said... "Can you feel this???" and he flexed his cock head inside of me. More chill and heat. Fuck!!! "Squeeze my entire cock with your wet ass dude. Let me feel it" he said as he slowly started to stroke in and out. I could feel the cum sloshing around in my guts. He was really stretching from side to side and top to bottom. Nice long strokes while he talked to me. "Fuck this is fucking HOT. I love the idea of all that cum in your hole. Let's pretend you've been in the sling for hours taking loads and now it is my turn to breed you" he hissed at me. I started really fucking him back. Squeezing his cock. Rotating my hips. Raising my ass and lowering it on his big 8 inch dick. It felt glorious. Then he stopped moving and said... time to go up deep and seed you dude". He knows exactly how to ease his big meat into that next ring and open it up. His uncut head is quite large. Once I relax and open up, and he slide up inside - it is like a big plug. Nothing is leaking outta there when he is right up inside. "OK bubba.. I'm gonna add my load to your creamy ass now" he said and really pushed in hard and deep. I gasped as he slid inside and gave little sharp thrusts. I know when he is going to cum. We have fucked so many times in so many positions. I knew he was close. "Breed me Ron. Add your cum to all those creamy big loads dude" I begged him. He went nuts for about 10 more seconds and I could FEEL him blow that 4 day load up there. He was a water cannon of cum. He just kept pushing in and out and sloshing everything around while telling me how HOT it all looked. I felt him reach away and then heard the camera again... more souvenir pics. Yes!!!! Then he used his foot or leg or something to hook the stool on wheels closer to the sling. "I'm going to pull out now. Don't move a muscle" he said. And immediately pulled that cock out and sat down on the stool. I was shocked at the sudden open feeling of my hole. I could tell it HAD to be gaping. Then - his tongue. Right up into the gape. He pushed that long tongue of his right into my hole and I could HEAR him slurping our mutual cum from my stretched gape. He was moaning, then pulled back and said "Holy FUCK there is a ton of cum here" and then back onto my hole for more slurping. The feeling of him licking and sucking the cum from my wet hole did me in and I blew a massive load of cum all over my belly and chest. He leaned forward a bit and sucked the tip of my sensitive uncut head, licking the remnants of cum off, before returning down to my hole again. He ate my hole for a good 5 minutes. The sounds were outstanding. The feeling was incredible. I was SO turned on. Already thinking of starting another shot glass. Then I felt him stand up. I waited a few seconds and felt him remove my blindfold. He smiled at me and leaned forward and said "open up". I did. He dropped a huge snowball of cum right into my mouth. It was HUGE. Then he leaned forward and pushed it deeper into my mouth with his tongue and we kissed and swapped it back and forth a bit. Then as if on cue - we both swallowed what was in our respective mouths at the same time. He leaned back and licked his lips. "That was fucking kinky as fuck dude.. we gotta do that again. Except, I want to be the cumdump for the next round" and he winked and untied me from the sling. My legs were rubber. I was totally shaking with excitement as I got off the sling. Yes - there was going to be a repeat for sure!! Anybody else tried this? Did it meet your fantasy expectations? Tell me.....

I first met Guy at a vacant home he was looking after until it sold. It was a huge, luxurious home in Choctaw, Oklahoma not far from a school on Indisn Meridian. A beautiful, large, automatic gate let me into the curved drive. He was waiting inside one of the garages, the door was up. We walked inside into the huge kitchen and open floorplan living and dining room. A massive quartz island with stools was where he leaned back and I worked his nipples till they stood tall and proud. His cock stretched his sweat pants obscenely and I worked his cock till he asked me to get it out. Dropping your my knees, I sucked his hard on, thrusting into my mouth, he moaned repeatedly. I told him I wanted to edge him a while and asked to see the house. He took me through the whole house. Monstrously big master bedroom, easily 1500 square feet, as big as many homes. Multiple exits into a huge back patio with a large pool, a cascading waterfall led down to the pool. I suggested we play there. The house was situated where there was privacy in the backyard, so we took up where we left off, him fucking deeply. My throat opened and I feel his curved cock pushing into it over and over. When he pulls out. It's covered with precum and throat slime. I tried to kiss him, but he said it made him feel funny and wanted no kissing. Ok, but disappointed, i went back to sucking. I got some saliva and precum on my fingers and teased his ass. He spread his legs. My big finger pushed into his very tight ass. That put him over the top as he gasped, his cock pulsed into my throat over and over. His cum was smooth and sweet. Turns out the luxurious home was for sale. He hasn't told me what he does for a living, but I'm thinking something to do with real estate. He's married, fit, and we've met multiple times. I was sad when the luxurious home sold, but we're meeting at my house. Each time, ass play puts him over the top. We are planning on meeting today in harrah, Oklahoma. I'm going to rim him and maybe, if I get him hot enough. Push my thick cock up his virgin ass and force his mouth open for tongue play when I shoot in him.

I did the 23&Me DNA test, then downloaded my genome report. I then downloaded Promethease, which will let you sift through the results and see if you have the CCR5 or CD195 protein.

Update: remember that uptight fag ex coworker who thought I was a dirty sex addict? The same one who I met up with and chemmed and let me and my mates have fun with? Guess whose finally seeing the way...

Thanks japbtm for this thread. I agree that for me this has become an addiction. It begins several days before I go to be a cumdump. While traveling on business this week I went to the baths in Fort Lauderdale. Within 2 days of my trip I was losing focus during work, constantly thinking of my night at the baths, by the afternoon of my trip to the baths, my stomach was tightening and it’s all I thought about. Once at the baths at 8 pm, I was so horny to take any man that would mount me. I walked naked to a group room and just bent over to get my first load...I did not care what my top looked like. His load was so good. After the first load I went into my room, put my naked ass up and just took the next 5 loads, never seeing the tops who bred me. After I left thecbaths I was still horny to be bred and got on bbrt and drove to 3 different top’s homes and got their loads, by 2am I found a fellow cum dump on bbrt that ate my ass and I gave him my load in his mouth all in his garage... finally I was saited and ravenously hungry! Addiction, absolutely it is...once I’m in it nothing else matters to me except serving any top man that will mount and breed me...NEVER would I refuse a cock!

Exactly. Pisssing rarely happens with my cock, but almost always with my fist. I love having them do it, especially if they are in my sling.

Some old random ones. Including me struggling to fit my semi into a toilet roll lol don't ask

I do this all the time. I don't jerk off much, but when I do, it goes in the freezer. For saving it, I combine the two methods above. I line a shot glass with a condom, fitting the elastic ring around the top of the glass. That way you have the great shape of the glass for insertion, but no need to let it thaw a little to remove it. The condom is easily removed from the glass and you can then peel away the condom from the frozen devil's dick. It's great for fucking, fisting, felching and snowballing. The cum changes consistency (a little more watery) if you leave it in the freezer for too long. I have written about it on my blog many times. Here are links to two of them, the second with pictures: https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2017/07/i-have-something-in-freezer-for-you.html https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2015/06/devils-dick.html I usually use just my cum, but for a particular cum hungry man I know, I spent the night before our meet sucking off any man in the bookstore who would let me. I discreetly spit their loads into different condoms. I froze them for easy removal. The next day, I put my buddy on the fuck bench and told him I was about to inseminate him with seed from all sorts of men--many who he would never let breed him--but they were about to inseminate him now. That post is here: https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2013/10/fluid-pig-and-cum-harvest.html

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

1. Suprises His name was Tommy, he had lived next door for the past 10 years or so, he was just about 7 or 8 when his parents moved in. I was now in my early thirties and had been the proud owner of a mid-century ranch style home since my second year in college. Now I’m not from a affluent background, but due to being in the right place at the right time, I have been able to make a decent living from being a software engineer. I got the chance during my sophomore year at college when a Professor saw the creative juices in me and a knack for programing. He invited me to work on a project he was putting together, and one thing lead to another. Over the years Jake and Emma, Tommy’s parents and I became close they even left me to watch tommy when they would go on vacation or away for business trips, I could tell Tommy had grown a attachment to me as he grew up inviting me to his athletic games to watch with his parents, which wasn’t difficult since I mostly worked from home. Now Tommy was easy on the eyes, and I enjoyed playing “uncle” to him, athletic, and even tempered, he was fun to be around, even during his moody teen years he remained easy to talk to and pleasant to be around. As he was approaching his 18th birthday he stood 6’3 at maybe 155 pounds, sporting dish blonde hair and radiant green eyes, in a way his physique was intimidating as he was stronger than he appeared, he had played soccer, and baseball in his early years and football in high school. Being the quarterback his senior year he could have any girl or guy for that matter he wanted, but he seemed asexual and didn’t really show any emotional interest in any one person of his peers, not that he wasn’t social, just never committed to anyone. As Tommy’s birthday was coming up Jake approached me and asked if I would help plan his party, also if they could use my backyard as it was nicely landscaped, and I had a pool. Of course, I agreed to host Tommy and his friend’s in my yard, for I had for years had hosted many parties, most of which I hoped Jake and Emma were unaware of, since they were a lot of time clothing optional, and for the most part all male, the secret side of me or so I thought. Now the way my lot was situated I had privacy and seclusion in my back yard, and although I claim them as my neighbors their home was at a 60 degree angle to my house, my yard not visible from theirs, although I had a direct view into theirs, were over the years I was able to observe Tommy playing and practicing his sports. Jake and I put together a list of party activities as well as a good-sized guest list so that every aspect of Tommy’s life was covered inviting his friends and acquaintances from school and his social activities, most of his football and baseball teams were invited along with many from the clubs he was involved with. The time for his party was rapidly approaching and we tied up loose ends and I locked off sensitive areas of my home to avoid prying eyes, thus avoiding too many questions to my extra activities. Tommy showed up wearing a grey polo shirt and shorts, a towel and swim trunks slung over his shoulder. Upon entering it suddenly struck me that the cute little boy next door had indeed grown up into a sexy young man, if he wasn’t so familiar to me, he was definitely the type I might hit on in a bar or cruising area. Tommy had a confidence almost cocky swagger to him, and he held himself well and mingled well throughout the night, occasionally I’d catch him glancing in my direction and a big smile would spread across his face, our eyes connecting often. By the end of the night I was falling for my sexy neighbor, but he was off limits, I was too close to the family The day after the Party Emma came over to help clean up, along with Tommy, who managed to be only wearing his swim trunks and a oversized tee, I noticed he was lightly tanned and moving suggestively when he knew I was within viewing range, his mom was oblivious to his flirting with me and we soon had my yard looking great, hard to tell there was ever a event there. Emma excused herself commenting she had to get home to feed Jake lunch, Tommy hanging back saying he wanted to do some swimming, if he could, looking at me with puppy dog eyes, pouting his lip till I said it was ok, his face lit up and that smile from the previous night returned. I felt uneasy as he for the first time was suddenly interested in me a guy just 15 years older than him. Not that I had never had my share of barely legal twinks it’s just this one I knew so well, and I had no idea he ever swung that way. Tommy swam a couple laps then pulled himself out of the water, taking a chaise along side the pool, his white swim trunks doing little to hide his lithe form beneath and his manhood proudly on display by the translucent material. I turned and entered the house my jock starting to bulge as my cock expanded, having on just a flimsy pair of basket ball shorts was not ready for tommy to see me aroused, I went to the kitchen and pulled out the pitcher of lemonade, and two glasses, filled the glasses and then placed them on a tray and carried them out to the patio. Setting the tray down on the side table, offered Tommy a drink, I sat on the chaise lounge next to Tommy and we sipped out lemonade in silence for a brief period, I could feel the awkwardness between us for a moment then broke the ice asking him about his summer plans, if he had heard back from any colleges, and if so had he decide which one he would attend. We chatted for about an hour mostly about Tommy, small talk not really addressing the subject of the electricity which seemed to suddenly be engulfing our neighborly relationship. Tommy suddenly went quiet then out of the blue “Matt, when did you realize you enjoyed the company of men over women?” My sexuality generally was not a subject that was discussed between my neighbors and I, I figured Tommy’s parents knew I was gay, but it wasn’t a big deal for them and didn’t make an issue of it. “Umm, Tommy I discovered when I was a teen that girls didn’t do it for me, I was a nerd and really not all that social, so it didn’t really make a difference in my life till I began college” “Oh, was just curious, I think I rather enjoy guys over girls myself, though not really into my own age range” The boy had pretty much just come out to me and let me know he had a daddy fetish, I was a little conflicted, I had played with my share of twinks and hot young guys , But Tommy was different, he was like the nephew I had watched grow up, I had a connection beyond business and sex Tommy Sensing my discomfort immediately change the subject to his upcoming baseball games, indicating the coach and assistant coach wanted to try him out at pitcher, although he shyly suggested he preferred catcher. Over the past couple of seasons the coach has shifted Tommy to various positions trying him at each base and most of the outfield positions, during the fall when Tommy played football he had played tight end, wide receiver, and finally quarterback. It dawned on me that sports have many terms which have some double entrées in the gay vocabulary. He asked if I was coming to his upcoming home games to see him play, I was all too happy to say yes I’d try to make the games if they didn’t interfere with my work schedule. We laid there sipping lemonade for a while longer when Tommy stood up and dived into the pool, beckoning me to join him in a few laps, I hopped in and swam a couple laps when Tommy came up behind me and turned me around in the water, placing his lips on mine he passionately kissed me, I instinctively kissed him back, rubbing his pecs and shoulders, we locked lips for what seemed an eternity but was maybe 3 minutes, tongues battling for supremacy. Tommy broke the kiss finally then exited the pool, leaving me standing in the shallow end conflicted. He picked up his towel dried off his hair and torso, wrapped it around his sexy waist and sauntered out the gate “See ya later Matt, have some homework I need to finish for school tomorrow” My conflict was I had a raging boner for the kid, who under other circumstances I would have progressed into a torrid night of sex, and as was evident before he wrapped his towel around himself the boy had a hard pole tenting his translucent swim shorts. I got out of the pool and dried off then went in to prepare dinner.

Cody’s Weekend at Home Although Cody was only a junior in high school, he was already 18. His father held him back from starting school so that he would be a year ahead of kids his age. His father was an all-star high school wrestler who was a state finalist all 3 years he wrestled varsity. He knew that if Colt started a year later he’d have a good chance to be a four time state finalist and maybe state champion. Cody stood 5’8” and normally weighed 135 to 140 pounds but was able to cut his weight down to wrestle in the 126 pound weight class against kids who would probably be younger and less experienced. He had a good muscular build from years of weight training and good nutrition. His father’s genetics didn’t hurt. Cody started wrestling the age of 7. He found that he liked the body contact he had with other guys and soon found that he was stimulated by this contact. He would throw wood easily and soon found himself jerking off to wrestling videos. When he got to high school he figured he was gay and kept pretty much to himself occasionally dating a pretty girl. His senior year he noticed that the student trainer assigned to work with the wrestling team was watching guys shower. Cody bust the kid when he was watching him shower and exploited this to his advantage. It didn’t take much to get the kid to suck each other’s cocks. Cody always took his time in the shower and made sure he was the last one there with the student trainer so that they could mutually suck each other off. Cody wanted to do more but the student trainer was reluctant to try. When his parents had to go cross country for a wedding as the state tournament was approaching they decided to let Cody stay home alone. The team had their last match before the tournament on a Thursday night giving the team 2 weeks to prepare for the opening round. Cody’s parents left that Friday morning and Cody figured he’d check a few things out in the city that night. At the end of practice on Friday the coach gave them the weekend off. There were a couple places in town where he might meet someone to play around with and he soon found himself outside one of the local gay bar. He sat on the hood of his car watching guys as they went inside. Paul was walking down the street. Cody noticed Paul when he was a block away from the bar. Paul was over 6’ tall (coming in at 6’2”) with a lean muscular build (around 180 pounds). Cody guessed him to be in his mid 20’s as he kept his eyes on this stud as he came down the street. When Paul got closer he noticed the young stud looking him over and instead of heading inside the bar he walked up to the kid sitting on his car. Paul looked the kid over and asked, “Are you going inside or are you just going to sit there and look pretty?” Cody answered, “I’d love to go inside but I’m only 18. Is there any place we could go and have some fun?” Paul could tell that Cody was looking for some fun and made a suggestion, “I live close by, we could go there and I’m sure we’ll find something fun to do.” As they began to walk towards Paul’s place they introduced themselves to each other. Paul lived a couple blocks from the bar and soon were at Paul’s building. Cody followed Paul up the stairs and soon they were alone in his apartment. Paul said, “Make yourself at home Cody.” As Paul kicked off his shoes and walked over to the fridge. Cody kicked off his own shoes and soon he was sitting on the couch. Paul called out from the kitchen, “Can I get you anything to drink?” Cody answered that he didn’t drink alcohol since he was still in training.” As Paul returned to the living room he turned on the TV and asked, “What are you in training for?” Paul already had porn playing from his computer that he had hooked up to all his TV’s. While Cody watched the porn on the TV he let Paul know that he wrestled and Paul told Cody that he played baseball when he was in high school and college. Cody could tell Paul was a jock from the way he carried himself. That really turned Cody on and he was sure that Paul was turned on as well from the apparent bulge in his jeans. Paul asked cody, “Hope you like porn.” Cody was transfixed on the porn as he nodded in the affirmative. The porn was all bareback as Paul began to hope he could breed this jock. Cody then noticed a funny looking glass pipe sitting on the coffee table as Paul was rejoining the young jock. He said, “This is a strange looking Marijuana pipe.” Paul laughed and let Cody know, “It’s not a Marijuana pipe it’s a Tina pipe.” Cody had a puzzled look on his face as Paul took the pipe and said, “I’ll show you how to use it if you’d like?” Paul then took out a small baggie and put a couple rocks of Tina in it then lights his torch and held it to the bottom of the bowl. Cody watched in amazement as the bowl filled with smoke just before Paul slowly inhaled the smoke into his lungs. Paul held his breath for a second then blew the smoke out. Cody was intrigued and when Paul asked if he’d like to try it he didn’t hesitate with “Fuck yeah. Is it anything like pot?” Paul responded, “It’s better than pot.” Paul held the torch to the bowl and the smoke began to quickly fill it as he told Cody, “Now slowly inhale and hold your breath till I tell you to let it out.” Cody did as he was told and held his breath. Paul purposefully had Cody hold the Tina in longer than he himself had as he had the pipe ready for another go. He had Cody exhale and then inhale a second breath from the pipe. After the 4th time Cody was starting to fly as Paul wanted him too. Quickly the two began to kiss as they continued to share the pipe and before long Paul was ready to give Cody a shotgun. Cody was familiar with shotgunning a joint. Paul explained in detail how he was going to do a deep drag of the pipe then as Cody inhales the smoke from Paul as he exhales while they share a kiss. Cody was game and soon they exchanged a few shotguns as they passionately kissed. It didn’t take long till they both found themselves only wearing boxer briefs. Paul’s cock was rock hard and dripping. That was probably more due to the Viagra he took shortly after they returned to his apartment then the stud he was with. As the 2 jocks kissed Paul paused to ask Cody, “What do you want to do?” Cody answered, “I’m in your hands Paul.” Paul got an evil grin on his face as he led Cody to the bedroom. On the way he asked, “Are you enjoying the Tina Cody?” Cody answered “Fuck yes, it makes my body tingle.” Once they were in the bedroom he kissed Cody and excused himself. He returned with a 250 cc syringe filed with (what Cody could see) was a clear fluid. Paul let Cody know, “If you enjoyed smoking Tina I think you’ll love slamming her.” Cody had a puzzled look on his face, “Slamming?” Paul explained, “Yes, injecting it directly into your vein. It’s awesome and if you think your body tingles now, just wait.” Cody was a little apprehensive as Paul said, “I’ll do myself first then you, ok?” Cody seemed a little more interested. Paul described in detail what he was doing as he wrapped a piece of rubber around his left bicep, took an alcohol prep and wiped a prominent vein, stuck the needle in and pulled back the plunger to register a flash of blood. Paul added that he’s very good at this since he’s a nurse. Paul then slowly pushed the plunger down about 1/3 the way before he pulled it from his arm and replaced the cap. He then held a cotton ball over where he had just injected himself, put his arm over head and with his teeth pulled the rubber from his arm. Paul let out a couple coughs as Cody could see his cock begin to leak big time. Paul leaned over to Cody and kissed him as he was feeling his rush. When the kiss broke Paul told Cody “It’s now your turn” trying not to give Cody a choice or opportunity to back out. Cody seemed a little nervous but was transfixed as Paul applied the tourniquet, found a good vein he never noticed that Paul was using the needle he just used on himself. Paul hit the vein with expertise he had as a nurse, registered the flash of blood and emptied the rest of the syringe into Cody’s arm. As the needle was withdrawn Paul was sure to let Cody know “You will feel a warmth rush into your chest, you might feel a slight difficulty breathing for a brief second as you cough out hard. Your heart will begin to beat really fast as a ringing might be heard in your ears.” Paul put a cotton ball over the injection site as he put Cody’s arm over his head then pulled the tourniquet off. Cody felt the warmth as was described as he suddenly coughed out hard. He heard the ringing in his ears as his heart began to beat really fast. As the rush washed over his body Paul helped him lay back as he climbed on top of the rushing twink and kissed him deeply. When the kiss broke Paul was sure to ask, “How are you feeling Cody?” Cody responded “OH FUCK, WOW!!! This is FUCKING awesome!” Paul returned to kissing Cody and quickly both jocks lost the last little bit of clothing each were wearing as their boxer briefs ended up on the floor. Paul was rock hard and his cock was still dripping as Cody’s cock was very sensitive but he was very limp. Cody asked, “Why are you so rock hard and I’m so soft?” Paul let Cody know, “That’s how Tina is, some get rock hard and some get very soft.” Quickly Paul maneuvered so that they were in ‘69’ position and quickly Cody was devouring Paul’s cock as Paul licked and sucked Cody’s limp tool. Quickly Paul moved his mouth and began to eat Cody’s hole. Cody had never been rimmed before and quickly asked “What are you doing?” Paul responded, “Haven’t you ever been rimmed before?” Cody quickly admitted, “The only thing I’ve ever done was suck and get sucked.” Paul moved so that he could pay complete attention on eating Cody’s virgin hole as he readied it for his hard cock. He worked to get it nice and sloppy wet as Cody writhed and moaned. He knew that he would be inside this jock bare and breeding him in minutes. As Cody’s began to open up and get nicely lubed he knew it was time. He began to kiss and lick his way up Cody’s body making sure to pay attention to the twink’s very sensitive nipples. As he moved up he was sure to aim his hard cock towards Cody’s hole. Paul knew how to position his cock so that it would slide right inside. Paul was staring deeply into Cody’s eyes as the tip hit home and Paul took Cody’s virginity. Cody moaned out as Paul bottomed his 8” balls deep inside his hole. He stroked Paul’s face as the two kissed and Paul began to slowly fuck away. Cody wrapped his legs around Paul’s slim waist as he felt Paul piston in and out of his hole. Since Paul was still rushing he knew he would cum quickly then be ready to really pound away at Cody. Paul felt his balls begin to boil and knew the strong orgasm would be upon him soon. He took a couple long strokes and grunted as his cock spewed out a huge load of his poison seed. Paul knew between the shared point and the load inside Cody would most likely get the fuck flu within a few weeks. The two kissed as Cody commented, “I know you just came, I felt your cock twitch inside me and I think I felt your load.” Paul kissed Cody again and let him know, “Yes I just filled you with a big load of my cum.” Cody never began to worry, he knew the implications of what had just happened and what it could mean and as he looked into Paul’s eyes he knew the answer to the question he had on his mind as Paul pulled his still hard cock out of his ass. Paul maneuvered Cody into doggy as he mounted the twink from behind. He slid his hard cock inside and began to slowly build up speed to where he was pounding away at Cody’s hole. Cody felt every thrust as his prostate was hit. Paul knew that Cody would learn to be a bottom cum dumb and Paul hoped that Cody would want more Tina. Cody was fucked in every position possible as the two shared another slam. It was mid day on Sunday when Cody finally left for home. He was very satisfied at what he had done that weekend and asked Paul “Can we get together again after the state tournament is over in a few weeks?” Paul answered “Fuck yeah! Would you like to meet some of my friends?” Cody answered “Fuck Yeah!”

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.

Wow, love how you intertwined Bajan Love Affair with this story.

This thread has me hard as a rock. For the last 20 years or so all I wanted was casual, anon sex - first with women, then with couples and now more with men - I got into the raunchiest scenes (someone mentioned Sansom - I've been there but prefer naked at the Apollo next door, where I can head into the pitch black bathroom and get ass fucked, face fucked, pushed around, slapped, used and degraded like I enjoy. Those tops don't give a shit about you or your well being - that's hot. Bush River in Riverside MD is the same way - late at night in the theaters you can get literally abused by guy after guy after guy - pumping loads into both holes for hours on end. I left there one night with my shirt ripped in so many places it was nearly falling off. I wrote elsewhere here about the my times at Slammer in FL - same scene, lovely abuse. Violence of the mind & torture of the body. :)

@flacogedor - There’s a topic currently on the next page titled “How common are chastity devices among bottoms?” started by whore4poz that has several responses that may answer parts of your question. I haven’t seen anything really talking in detail about the psychological aspect (I’ll comment on that myself here when I have a little more time) but there’s some good information about the practical aspects there.

Awesome More please

Nice looking ass slit. Would love to be slutty like that.

Old selfie I took just after I started to try chems and bareback

Always the best stories

Christmas Rest stop surprise (fiction) I was driving home from visit with family for the holiday and decided to get some coffee at a rest area. I saw some tractor trailers in the back with lights on in the cabs. I walked into the bathroom to take a piss and saw a couple of guys using the bathroom. I walk over to a urinal and unzip and do my thing. I zip up and walk past the guys standing there, trying to catch a free look and there is one guy, jeans, tshirt, work boots, hot as hell, that looked my way as I walked past and he gave me a peek. I walked over to the sink, washed my hands and glanced over at him and walked out into the lobby of the rest area. I was on line to get my coffee and the guy walked out and stood on line a few people behind me. I got my coffee and told the guy behind the counter that I wanted to pay for that guys coffee. I walk over to get my sugar and take my time. Suddenly the guy comes up next to me and in a deep voice, says, thanks for the coffee bud. I look up at him, and say, you’re welcome. I go and grab a table in a far off corner and he walks over and asks if he can join, of course, I reply. He sits down and holds out his hand, I am Joe, I shake his hand and reply, hi Joe, I am Mike, never blinking as I look in his eyes, which were the deepest green I have ever seen. So we chatted a bit, and he asks if I was ever in the cab of a truck. I reply no. he quickly shoots back, want to? I say sure and smile. He chugs his coffee as we keep chatting and I finish up quickly and we walk toward his truck. It’s a brand new truck and its red, my fave color. He opens the door and I climb up into the passenger seat. He closes the door and jumps in the drivers side. He turns the key and the radio comes on and shows all the lights and gadgets for which he tells me what is what. His hand is suddenly on my knee as we talk. I am listening intently to him and he leans in and asks, can I kiss you? I lean in an inch from his face and say yes…. He leans in and kisses me hard, pushing me back into the seat. We kiss for about 5 minutes and he says, lets move to the back. Lead the way I say. He climbs in the back and grabs my hand and leads me in. its nice back there too. Queen size bed, LED lighting, rubber sheets… we kiss as he pulls off my jacket and shirt. I then return the favor, he is furry and muscled, just hot I like a man. He lays on top of me and we are kissing and I run my hands down his back, feeling his ass through his jeans, then I reach under him and feel a very nice surprise. Had to be 10 inches of thick man cock bulging through the denim. I unbuckle his belt and then unbutton his pants. He pulls off of our kiss and says, oh you want to get right to it huh… I say yes. He stands up, pulls his jeans off and I am in awe. He then then unbuckles my belt, pulls the belt out of my pants and then pulls my khakis off. He then flips me over and rips off my briefs, smacking my ass. Hmmmmmm this ass is all mine now he says. He then shoves a dry finger into my hole, pulls it out, moistens it and then does it again. I hear him fumbling around and I hear his squirt some lube onto his cock. here is comes bitch, he says. He then shoves the tip of the bottle into my hole, squeezing the contents into my ass. I feel it burn some as he does this. What are you doing, I ask. This is just a nice lube to relax you and your hole. I start to try and get up and he drops himself on top of me and says, just relax, you will feel good in a minute. He then whispers in my ear that there is ground up meth in the lube, its his own recipe. I start to squirm and while I am doing that, I can feel him positioning his cock at my hole. I thought you wanted to get fucked baby, he says, suddenly I feel an urge that I have never felt before and I say, yes sir I do. He makes me beg for it, I beg for his cock, and he rams into me, all 10 inches, as he does this he reaches his hand and covers my mouth to muffle my scream. There you go baby, that wasn’t so bad was it, he asks. I can feel myself relaxing and he then starts to fuck me slowly at first and before long is pounding me like I have never ever thought I would be or could be pounded. I just kept on begging for it deeper and deeper. He then says, I am about to cum, want it? I beg for it, with that he rams all the way in and is panting in my ear, I can feel the warmth of his cum in me. Oh baby he says, your mine for the night now. With that he slowly pulls out and flips me over, laying on me and kissing me. He then starts to pull my arms up to work my pits, and as he does this, he has restraints ready to latch onto my wrists, which he does quickly. I start to try and fight but its no use, I am already restrained to the headboard. He then grabs a couple of other restraints attached to the headboard and pulls them down to my ankles. With a pull my legs are pulled up into the air. Hmmmmmmm my cum is leaking some.. love that view, he says. With that, he pulls on his pants, and goes into the cab, and jumps on the cb radio. I notice a couple of tattoos on his back, all with a radioactive sign in them, reality sets in, he pozzed me. …. Breaker breaker I have a bitch in cab ready to roll. With that I hear other voices, on our way… what the…… (more to follow)

HOT. I wouldn't mind cruising a truck stop, be offered to be taken in a cab, booty bumped, fucked, bredand shared with any and all truckers.

I left John’s place and told him to get some rest because I had plans for him for the evening. I told him to be ready at 7pm and I will pick him up with my car. He was smart enough not to ask further more questions. It was our ‘no buts and no ifs’ deal… Went home. Parked the car. Fed the cat. Called my dealer. Twenty minutes later he had brought enough Tina and coke for the weekend. I went and bought lube and syringes and went to the bank to get some cash. Made some phone calls. First I called Mattias. Mattias had a nice place he was renting for men who like to get in a party mood without having to worry about bringing people at their own private place. The world of cumdumps and slamwhores is more than a jungle. You flirt with all kind of dangers and sometime people you encounter are beasts… including your self… so it is good to have a couple of gateways and shelters… Mattias’ shelter is unique. His place is downtown. It is on the top floor of a building that has only law offices. From 7pm the whole building gets empty. EXCEPT the loft at the top floor. Mattias’ cave… Hidden lights, no cameras, easy access with private elevator, no neighbours, big room with double beds, a sling, two huge TV screens playing all kind of porn, two bathrooms, lots of towels. Mattias true profession is a Doctor…. Which is handy and precious to me since he enjoys giving loads and provide the slams. And if it is in the same time then even better… I told him that I will bring some friends for a party gathering and he would be more than welcome to stay if he had no other plans. He knows that my parties are fun and that I am reliable for the fees he is asking for renting his place and his skills too. He also knows that my guests are people who will cause no trouble with the cops or paramedics.. (told you it is a jungle out there….) The next call was to Serge. A cool 50y old guy from Jamaica with a huge 24cm thick uncut cock with huge toxic loads and veins always ready for double slam session. He is an escort. An expensive one I must say, but he is worthy every penny.. And he knows people with the right attitude… thick cocks who play bare and snort or slam whatever chems but still remaining stiff. My kind of favourite people… I am a man of old habits. I usually go to the same place, sit in my usual table, order the same food. Yeap. You can call me boring. I don’t mind. I’ve been called with worse names. But as I said I am too old to change. The same with sex. I have rituals that I follow in a… hmmm… I must admit a bit selfish way. But it works for me and confess: I am too old to apologize if I follow mostly my needs than my fuckbuddy’s. But at least to my defense, before I engage into any kind of sexual contact I make clear of my agenda. If the guy is OK with my terms then we continue and play… if not that’s pretty understandable… no hurt feelings… … the next… My usual session in Mattias’ place has a very predictable routine as well. It goes like this : I arrive and call Mattias to open the door downstairs. Most of the times I go with a cab. I know I will be under the influence of chems so I do not take my car. But if I do, Mattias has given me the code for his private parking lot. And he is not leaving me to drive unless I stay sober for 48 hours. You see why Mattias is a guy I trust… I press the code for the elevator and arrive at the top floor. I always find the door open. The TV screens are already on playing raw gangbang porn. And Mattias is no where around. I make my self comfortable and undress. I drink the cocktail that Mattias has put on a glass on the front table ready for me. I trust him. I don’t trust dudes easily. Or the drinks they offer. But Mattias is professional. I know that whatever liquid is on the glass will help me to get in the mood. I have around ten minutes to start feeling the buzz from the drink. The envelope with the money is left it on the prearranged hidden place, inside a jar next to the breakfast biscuits. I know that while I’m in the bathroom Mattias will come out from his hidden place and will take it. And then he will retrieve to his ‘cave’ until I am ready. Quick shower and a bit freshing up for my butt. Before I leave my place to come for a session I make sure I am clean and prepared… and shaved… the hole is hairless though my body and legs are bearish. Nothing better to feel my hole exposed and lubed by sperm. And piss… I told you I am one of the jungles’ beasts. Mattias has a peculiar taste on towels. They are all black… the bed sheets also black. And always smell fresh… and the touch is soft. Even the carpets. Also black. Always soft in the bare feet. No latex. No cold surfaces. Even the marble. Black marble brought from Kaspia sea in the bathrooms. Always heated. Black wooden floor in the kitchen floor with black small carpets here and there. Air condition controls the temperature all over the big loft. And the air is filtered. He has a very trustworthy cleaning service. He is not charging in discount. I appreciate the high standards of his services and from the very beginning I made clear to him that I am not a client who bargains… … the jungle has its laws and the beasts have their own kind of understanding. Thru Mattias I met Serge. And thru Serge I met the Brazilian Paolo, Elias from Greece, Albert from Ghana, Wolf from Dusseldorf, Ahmoud from Egypt… All escorts and who fuck bare and enjoy pnp. After shower I go to the bed take the position ‘on fours’, with the poppers ready. I blindfold my eyes with the piece of cloth that is already on the bed and then I wait. I hear Mattias approaching. I feel the belt on my on my arm and the cotton on my vein. He has the slam ready. I feel the needle. Yes.. Always the first slam is a strong one. And Mattias is a pro. Slam and cocktail make me fly… and he provides the first load. And the second. And then the escorts start to arrive. For the next twenty four hours I become a hole for men I rent. No suck, no kiss, no chit chat. Mattias takes care giving the towels for their shower, pays them, and make another slam for me. Or cocktail. Or both. And while I buzz I hear my self whispering.. The next…. That is how I usually play at Mattias place. Once a month is enough for me. And one Thursday in one of those bar parties. I am not losing my self in the jungle any more. But I was excited by the idea to give to John a glimpse of my own kind of savanna… When I put down the phone I checked the alarm clock and set it up for 6pm. I took a pill to help me sleep. I had eight hours ahead before I go and pick up John from his place. It was going to be a nice Friday night. I was pleased with the way I had it all set it up. John’ s training was about to begin…

Big bellied, cigar/pipe smoking policeman or state trooper... I want to submit.

Thanks, fuckers. A few more fun chapters cumming soon. Missed you.

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

I used to cruise for sex at a shopping centre close to both work and my home in Brissy. I soon determined that when on holiday, the best time to meet tradies was at lunch time between 12:00 and 2:00 PM. As there was a lot of construction going on at the time, the construction workers would go there for lunch and take a dump or what ever in the dunny. There were three dunnies in the men's room and on this day two were occupied so I took the one that was vacant, closed the door, sat on the dunny and started to wank. I was in the left dunny, another guy in the middle and another in the one on his right. I heard the dunny flush and the guy in the middle left. Just as I was about to open my door and move into the middle dunny, the door opened and another guy came in and took the middle dunny, so I sat down and resumed wanking. After a minute or so, I took a peep under the wall and saw dirty workman's boots and a pair of football shorts around the man's ankles. After a couple of minutes I plucked up the courage to look through a small hole in the wall and saw an eye looking back at me. 'Fuck, if this guy is butch. He might want to punch the shit out of me', I thought, so I sat down and nursed my throbbing cock. Even though it was a bit scary it was turning me on. The next thing I know the guy was looking at me under the wall. When I caught him he quickly pulled away. Next I saw his hand come under the wall with a pen rolled up in some dunny paper. I took the note and read "Cum in here with me." I thought the guy must have liked what he saw so I wrote "OK" and passed it back to him. I unlocked my door and walked out just as another guy came in. I went to the wash basins and pretended to wash my hands. The new guy took my place in the now vacant left hand dunny. I walked over to the middle dunny and tried to look through the crack in the door. It slowly opened so I went in and locked the door behind me. This guy was a muscled fucking tradie sitting on the dunny with his legs apart wanking a nice thick cut cock. I knelt down and started to suck him off and he moaned. The dunny seat was the kind with a gap in the front so I slipped my hand through it and started to finger his hole. To my surprise he started to moan even more. He quietly asked me to stand up so I did and he took my uncut cock in his mouth and worked my foreskin like magic. We were both getting off on each other, oblivious to the other guys next to us. He pushed me back and my cock popped out of his mouth which was now fucking fully hard and well lubed with his spit. He turned around and knelt on the dunny seat presenting me with his arse. I knelt down and started to drive my tongue in and out of his hole. He moaned like a hot whore. While I was doing this he was wanking his cock so hard and fast I thought he would do himself an injury. "Fuck me, fuck me, shove that cock up my arse," he snorted. So I spat on his hole, and also lubed my cock, pulled my foreskin all the way over the head of my cock, and positioned it at the opening of his arse. I rubbed it up and down his crack, teasing him with it, I slipped it up and down and made him feel my oversized cum filled balls press against his rosebud. "Fuck me, fuck me now before I blow." he pleaded. I positioned my cock at his arse opening and pushed my cock all the way in. His arse was hot and tight and I felt my foreskin slide all the way back as I entered his arse. His moans became louder but I didn't care. I simply piston-fucked his tight hole. He grunted, in fact, all but screamed and shouted "Fuck me, fuck me I'm going to cum." I drove may cock balls deep into his arse and threw my head back with the pleasure of it. It was then I noticed the two guys on either side had stood up on their dunny seats and were enjoying the show. One of the men encouraged me, saying "Go on give him what he wants fuck his tradie arse." I could tell by the way they were shaking that they were both wanking and getting off on this fuck. My cock got harder, fucking turned on by the tradie and the audience. The Tradie yelped and shouted "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Not to be outdone, I resumed my focus and drove my cock in and out as hard as I could. I felt his arse tighten around my cock and he clamped down so tightly, I was all but locked in his arse. I grabbed his shoulders with both hands and drove my cock deep into his hot hole, slumped forward and looked over his shoulder and felt the spasms in his arse and saw cum shoot out of his cock and hit the wall. Instantly, my balls rose and I could feel the cum travelling through my cock and bursting out of the eye of my cock into his hot moist tight arse. My body convulsed as my monster load left my balls. I slumped forward over my tradie, pushing his head down near the flusher. We stayed locked together savouring our experience fucking. The two guys watching grunted their approval and obviously spat their loads too. Eventually we disengaged, he dressed, said "Thanks, mate" and left. I took his place on the dunny, admiring my cock as I regained my strength from the best dunny tradie fuck I had ever experienced. This is a true story.

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

I love when that happens.some men know exactly what whores like us are. they know they don't need to ask us cause we get fucked by anyone no questions asked

I reached 200 loads last night! Got gangbanged at the arcade and the rest of the night/early morning I delivered my ass door to door to guys so now I've taken 200 loads so far this year. Really hoping to go over my record from last year and get around 4800 in 2019!

So is “cumdrunk” a real thing?

Update - last night's Toronto breeding party resulted in 21 loads - bringing the total since January 1 to 51 loads! Another breeding party today in San Francisco! #travelingcumpuppy #worldtour2019 #questto500

This is a true story of one of the nastiest nights of my life. I posted it in 2008 on another gay stories site and just found the original copy on my PC as i am cleaning it up for an upgrade. I re-read it and got rock hard remembering the 2 days of nastiness i experienced. It got huge reviews so I thought Id post it here and maybe finish it since originally i only posted 2 parts out of 3 _________________________________________________________ It was a Saturday early evening around 5:00pm or so and I was online as usual looking to chat with any wild freaky uninhibited top that would chat. The truth is while I had fantasized a billion times about freaky dominant scenes, I rarely even met guys online, or in real life. Now I’ve done the adultstore video booth thing but only a few times and really never did anything more than get an occasional blowjob. I usually was always way too shy to even leave the door open most of the time. But today, online, there was this kid that IM’ed me and we started to chat. He was someone I was chatting with for like 2 months and over time told him every nasty freaky fantasy I had, the kind of things you tell a guy when you know you’ll never meet the guy so you don’t have to worry about backing out in person. He was extremely local, like one town over, which never happens. He asked me if I wanted to come over, get naked and party like a freak cause he had something that’d really loosen me up. I was very nervous because I knew what he meant, Up until now I had only done the poppers thing and they really got me wild. He told me he had the house to himself and a hottub in the back yard and a closet full of leather. Without me asking he turned on his video chat and before long up came a video window. It was of an empty couch, I thought it was a still picture, then a waff of smoke passed by the picture, he was off camera teasing me. I finally agreed and he gave me a place to meet him on main street because he had to walk his pitbull. I took a fast shower, shaved my cock and balls and cleaned up, stepped out of the shower and dried off. Then I slipped on my ass-less leather chaps, no underwear, and pulled my jeans on over them, slipped on a wifebeater, and sneakers and headed out the door to walk up to the meeting spot. It was a hot day and by the time I had walked the 8 blocks, my ass and legs were soaked with mansweat. I got to the spot and saw this stocky blonde man in a wifebeater, and shorts, waking his dog just like he said. We introduced ourselves and jumped in his truck and drove around the block to his house. It was an old Victorian, we walked into the house and into the living room. A big room, fireplace, couch, chair, glass coffee table and a huge tv. He passed me a bottle of water, and sat down in the chair, spreading his legs and reaching for something to smoke. I chugged the bottle, wondering if it was a good idea to ask if it was a sealed bottle but to be honest I didn’t wanna know if he had spiked my water. He knew I wanted to be pushed into being a slut even if I said I changed my mind once I got there, because that’s exactly what I told him. He was hot and I was feeling so horney from the sweaty fast walk in the heat, leather chaps sticking to my legs. He sat there, taking a few big drags off the pipe, and eventually held it up to my lips. He knew I was a virgin to this so he helped me get started. I took a huge drag, and then another, and then another, but he stopped me and said it’d hit me hard so I should take a break. I wondered if he meant the smoke or the water, it was hot not knowing. I sat there on the floor starting to feel real sweaty, I slipped off my sneakers and sat up on the couch. He picked up the remote off the table and turned on the tv, and there was a gay porn already running. A room full of black boys gangbanging this skinny white kid. Click here for Best Bareback website I looked over and my buddy (and by know you should have figured out I didn’t even know his name) was rubbing his bulge hard, he told me to kneel in front of him and I obliged. He asked me if I still wanted to get pushed was past my limits and I said yes. He told me to finish off my bottle of water and then I was sure he spiked it. I took the water and chugged the rest. No sooner did I put the plastic bottle on the table and I started to feel this rush probably from the first ½ of the water I drank and the smoke. He reached down and grabbed me by the hair and picked me up onto his chest, again reaching for that pipe, lighting up and sticking it in between my lips. I took 2 big drags, one after the other and then realized it was really all kicking in fast. He leaned into my ear and started sucking on my ear wet and wild, he stopped, pulled back and pushed the pipe in my mouth again, and told me to suck hard. I took 3 more huge drags and really was soaking with sweat now and my head was swirling. He pushed me off him and stood up and stripped naked, and told me to get naked too and said he’d be right back. He went upstairs, I stood up feeling really out of it, took off my short and jeans and sat back down. I could feel this uncontrollable urge inside to just start grinding my cock into the couch so I did. My cock started to get semi hard but my crotch was soaked in sweat and I was feeling real fuzzy, I turned over and sat down on the couch with my cock dangling over the edge. I reached over and took the pipe myself and started to take drag after drag when I heard him coming back downstairs. I looked up and he had a leather collar and a huge dildo in his hand and he was wearing this leather harness and nothing else. He took the pipe from me and told me I was clearly ready to be a total fucktoy, I just didn’t believe it myself. He handed me the collar and told me to put it on tight, so I did. The dildo had a huge suction cup at the base, he pushed the magazines on the table off onto the floor and slammed the dildo onto the edge of the table sticking straight up. He sat back down on the chair, and signaled me to come over again between his legs, his cock was rock hard and grabbed my head by the hair and slammed my face down into his sweaty crotch, I couldn’t believe how hard he rammed his cock into my face. His cock and balls were all sweaty and I just opened my mouth up wide and buried his cock in my mouth, slobbering all over it, I was uncontrollably sucking on his cock when I felt him start to cum, he grabbed me by the hair and pumped my face mindlessly, till I gulped every drop of cum. I sat up and waited to see what he wanted me to do next. He leaned over, grabbed me by the throat and said “I’ll only ask you this one more time, do you really wanna find out how much you can take?”. At this point I was clearly totally mindlessy out of it but hungry to let go so I said “Yes!”. I expected o be flipped over and fucked like I had never been fucked before lol, and it made me real real nervous but excited. He grabbed me again by the hair and slapped me across the face hard. My ear was ringing and I could feel my cock start to get hard. To my surprise he told me he had plans and couldn’t play much longer. I looked at him and said he had to fuck me, he got me to this insanely horney state and now he was gonna leave me? I started to grab at my cock, slapping it hard begging him to fuck me. But he said he couldn’t. I told him, which was completely true, that I had never felt so horney in my life, but he already knew the state I was in. He told me to turn around and bend over, stick my ass up in the air and stay still. I was kinda confused, but I did what he said. I bent over and stuck my ass up, then I felt this hard plastic tube press against my hole and poke on my ass, he told me to stay still and if I did, I’d get exactly what I wanted. So I assumed he was lubing me up to fuck me. I felt this warm swish into my ass, he pulled the tube out and told me to stay in that position. Next I felt the pipe again against my lips, he leaned into my ear and said “I want you to suck on this pipe as many times as you can, the more drags you take the wilder time your gonna have, so I figured he was teasing me with the “I don’t have a lot of time” excuse. I layed there on all fours taking drag after drag when he finally stopped me, and pulled me up to my feet. He told me to get dressed. I was completely confused and feeling insanely horney. All I wanted to do was slide my fingers in my ass now and finger fuck myself. He told me to leave on the collar and follow him. We went out to his car and he started to drive away, I asked him if he was really into me cause I’d do whatever he wanted. He said he didn’t have time to play anymnore today, but that I had done twice as much ‘smoke’ as any new kid he’d used, so in the next 20 minutes I would e out of control horney and would wanna fuck anything and there was no way to stop the urge. I said why would you get me all fucked up and then drop me off at home, that was mean. He pulled out his cellphone and dialed a number, he then said to me he gave me something. A booty bump, and in like 15 minutes I would have this uncontrollable urge to get fucked in my ass nonstop for hours. I was starting to get frustrated thinking I’d have to finger myself for the next hour alone, then he started talking into his cell, all he said was “I’ll drop him off in 5 minutes, he’s wearing one of my leather collars and he is totally pumped full and ready to go”, and then he hung up. I was starting to get it. We pulled up to the only adult bookstore in the area with video booths. The same place I had been like 5 times before for some really mild action. He told me if I wanted to have exactly what I kept saying I wanted, I was to go into this place, and wait for one of the 2 booths all the way in the back to free up and to go into one and leave the door open. Then he handed me two more bottles of water, He said, before you go into the booth, go to the bathroom and chug a whole bottle, and then go to the booth. He told me NOT to drink the other bottle till later in the evening when I was told to. By now my heart was beating real hard and I was covered in sweat. He pointed to the bus stop across the street and said its up to me. Either take the bus back to my town or go into the video booths, I got out and almost staggered a bit. He closed the door and drove away……

2. Leaning up again the door to our room, a skinny Asian boy was on his knees, sucking off a an older guy. I felt bad breaking up their activity, but my hole was itching, and there was only one way to scratch it. They headed off towards the dark room, no doubt to pick up where I had interrupted them. In the room, TJ and I put down our bags. "Goddamn," TJ said. "Did that just happen? That guy? Just getting blown in the hall?" "Yeah," I said. "It did. And that's kinda tame for this club. You should see the glory holes." "How did I not know about this before? It's fucking amazing. That your favorite place? The glory holes?" It was hard to pick a favorite part of the club. There were so many parts I had memories of: the glory holes; the maze; the sling room; and, of course, the simple pleasures of getting pounded in a private room. "Well, now you know," I said. "And there are so many parts of the club I like." "You're gonna have to show me," TJ said. I put down my bag. I needed to get naked, get high, and get fucked. "What's the envelope?" I asked him. "Dunno," he said. He opened it. "Damn. Score!" he said, pulling out a small bag of white crystals, and another of four oblong blue tablets. "This is going to be a great night. You better be up for it, cocksucker." He put down his bag as well and pulled out a bottle of water. He popped one of the viagra, and swallowed it. "You need another hit from the pipe, don't you?" he said. It was a command, not a question. "Yeah," I said. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and undid my khakis. With each piece of work clothing I took off, another set of inhibitions was removed. By the time I got down to the jock strap, there would be very little I wouldn't do. With another few hits from the pipes, even those last inhibitions would fall to the side. I took another look at TJ, even as I fumbled with the zipper on my pants. I had been taught to see black men as ugly and something slightly less than human. Likewise for so many other ethnic types: Latinos, Asians, Native Americans, Jews, and Arabs. Perfection was a blond-haired, blue-eyed man of unimpeachable Nordic stock. Even my dark brown hair seemed like a fundamental personal failing. Despite TJ's muscular build and thick, hard cock it was hard for me to think of him as an equal, much less a superior. But yet, I was staring at his cock, imagining what it would feel like down my throat again or how it would feel sliding in and out of my hole. I couldn't believe I was lowering myself down even below his level, but in my drug-clouded mind, it was the only right thing to do. "You can leave the jock strap on," TJ said, as I finished taking off my pants. "Keep your dick out of the way." "Ok," I said. My mind was racing under the influence of the crystal. I was staring at TJ, as he undressed, wanting to get back on my knees to suck him off, thinking about the guys I had seen wandering the halls, wanting to bend over and let them fuck me. TJ pulled off his shirt, exposing a broad, muscular chest with the slightest spray of black hair across his pecs. Everything about TJ, from his physical presence dominating the room, to his cock straining against his shorts, all the way to his scent now filling my nostrils screamed "man" to me. But it was hard to reconcile these signals with what I had been taught for so many years, that he was only slightly more evolved than a monkey. "Can't decide if you want to beat me up or suck me off, can you cocksucker?" TJ asked. I nodded, still staring at the black man. He kicked off his shoes and pushed down his shorts. His cock sprang free. It was hard and erect and his balls hung low, heavy with cum. I felt small. I was shorter than him, skinnier than him, and behind my jock strap, my dick was limp and helpless, a victim of the booty bump I had done earlier. "It's ok," TJ continued. "You can still get on your knees and suck me off." It was barely even a command but I still followed. I dropped to my knees, submissive in front of the black man. "Feels better, doesn't it, knowing your place?" I nodded. I tried not to think what my old friends would say, me obeying a black man's every command. I should have been the strong one here and it should have been my cock getting sucked. But instead, it was me on my knees and the black man's cock nestled against my lips. I started to get up, to reinstate the proper order of things and to set the world right. "No, faggot," TJ said. He put his hand on my shoulder and pressed me back down to the floor. "On your knees. Where you belong." I tried once more to stand up, but I was no match for TJ. Effortlessly, he held me down with one hand, and used the other to guide his cock back to my lips. "Give it some attention. You choked on it earlier and loved every moment. You can do it again." I opened my mouth, and took the dark head of his cock into my mouth. There was a bead of pre-cum, slightly salty and bitter, that spread across my tongue. TJ moved his hand to the back of my head, guiding me further down his shaft. "Come on cocksucker," he continued, taking a step back and forcing me to shuffle forward. He sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide for me to kneel between. "Let's see how good this crystal is." I did my best to stay on his cock and stole an occasional glance as he prepared the hit. He grabbed his pipe from his bag, and carefully loaded the bowl with a few large shards. I heard the hiss of the lighter, and the barely audible crackle of the crystal melting. "Did you know the guy?" TJ asked. I nodded, not daring to take my mouth off of his dick. "I figured. Has he fucked you before?" I nodded again. I had lost track of the number of loads Dennis had given me. "Damn. He use a condom?" I shook my head. Dennis was adamant about condoms. He never used them. "Fuckin' nasty faggot, taking it bareback." I forced myself to go further down on his cock, further debasing myself. I glanced up enough to see him stick the stem of the pipe in his mouth, then a relative silence as he inhaled the thick white clouds. "You let a lot of guys fuck you, don't you?" I nodded again. It was true. I had tried to keep track starting on New Year's Day, but had pretty much lost track by the time Valentine's Day rolled around. As my personal testament to the enduring power of love, I had partied that weekend and lost track after 7 guys had cum in me. By then, my total for the year was well over a hundred. That had been four months ago and my pace had only picked up. TJ exhaled and a white cloud momentarily occluded his head before drifting down slowly towards me. "How many?" he asked. I pulled off of his black shaft just enough to speak. "I don't know. At least a few hundred in my life." I had never told anyone that and had barely even admitted it to myself. Each individual man seemed ok: it had felt like the right thing at the time, sucking him off or letting him fuck me. But then, over days, weeks, and months, they added up, until it was painfully obvious that I was little more than a cockslut. "Maybe more," I said, now fully aware of how he saw me. "Tweaker slut," he said. TJ stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Time for you to do another hit. You need to be high." Even though the booty bump had me flying, I was more than ready for another hit. TJ held the torch under the bowl. It heated up quickly so soon after the last hit, and I inhaled deeply. The stuff Dennis had given TJ was very good; even from the first wisp, I could feel it hitting my blood and brain. I inhaled as much as I could, watching TJ carefully. When I thought I had taken as much as I could, I nodded, but he just smiled. "A little more, tweaker boy. For me." I did my best, even though my lungs felt like they were about to explode. TJ eventually relented, and took the still-smoking pipe from my mouth. He put it down on a towel next to him, then turned back to me. "Hold it," he said. I needed fresh air, not the intoxicating clouds of the crystal, but I did as he said. "You ever gotten fucked by a black guy?" he asked me. I was about to say something, but TJ put his hand over my mouth, and pinched my nose closed. I thought I could stand it, but it was only a few seconds before I felt smothered. Every second meant that more of the crystal entered my body and I lost more control over my actions. Even just keeping my eyes on TJ seemed to get harder and harder as the seconds ticked by and the room seemed to get darker and darker. Just as I thought I couldn't stand another second, TJ released his grip, and I coughed, expelling the thickest cloud I had done in ages. "Answer me, boy," he said. "You ever let a black guy fuck you?" I was still coughing, trying to regain my composure. Before I had a chance to think clearly, I started to speak. "Never been fucked by a nigg..." Luckily, I caught myself, and shut my mouth before said anything else. "What did you say, faggot?" TJ asked me. "Nothing. I said. "Was just coughing." "No. You were starting to say something there. We both know that." His words were taut and clipped. He knew what I was going to say. And I had failed to weasel my way out from admitting it. "Now tell me what you were going to say," he continued. I didn't know where to look. If I looked him in the face I would have never been able to say what I had to say. If I looked at his cock, I would have had acknowledged the complete and utter power the black man held over me. I finally settled on staring at his chest and watched the muscles move with each breath he took. I took a deep breath as well. "I've never had a nigger fuck me," I said "That's what I thought you said," TJ said. I looked up at him. He was smiling. For a brief moment, I thought it was going to be ok. He would understand it was a slip of the tongue, under the influence of the crystal. But he grabbed my chin, and held it tightly. With his other hand, he slaps me. Hard. As I was gasping in pain, he spoke. "Fucking racist faggot." I expected him to slap me again; maybe even harder than the first. But instead he picked up the pipe and put it back in my mouth "You're going to do another hit for me tweaker. Hopefully it'll get some sense in you." He held the torch under the bowl. With the tiniest nod of his head, he let me know it was time to inhale. The pipe was already full of thick clouds and as soon as I drained it, it would re-fill. Once again, TJ was making me do a massive hit. It was not long before my lungs were bursting, and he gave no indication that it was time for me to stop. Finally, he put down the torch, and grabbed the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it, boy," he said, and put the stem in his own mouth. He did a hit, although it didn't seem anywhere near as big as mine. "Don't," he said, careful to let only the smallest cloud out as he spoke. He put down the pipe, and once more, held a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose closed. This time, the panic set in much earlier. I needed air, and I hated the knowledge that every second only made me more tweaked out, more out of control, more willing to do anything at all. Even kneeling between TJ's legs and him holding onto me mouth and nose, I started to struggle, trying to escape his grasp. "No, faggot," he said. "You're not gonna get away that easily," he said. He leaned in, exhaled his cloud right in my face, but did not release his grip on me. I was keeping my eyes open, but it was hard to see anything but his face right in front of me. "Tonight is your lucky night, tweaker. You're gonna get fucked by my nigger cock tonight. More than that. You're gonna get raped by a nigger cock. And if you are really lucky, you're gonna get raped by a few of us." He finally loosened his grip on my mouth and nose; I exhaled in a paroxysm of coughing, trying to catch my breath. "You want that?" I nodded. His thick black shaft was right in front of me, standing up straight, erect and proud, gently swaying in reaction to his easy breathing. "You want that," he asked me again. He slapped me on the face, hard enough that my ears were ringing. "Yes," I said. It was an automatic response, but it was suddenly the correct response. I needed to feel his black tool force its way into me and dominate me. It was crucial that he dominate me. As pathetic and banal as it was, he needed to make me his bitch. I had spent too much time looking down on black men, mentally and physically degrading them. It was not something I was proud of, and my apology was long over due. "Yes, sir," I said. The apology was not going to be easy. But I had no right to expect it to be simple. "Fuck, that's what I like to hear, cocksucker." He was smiling now. He put a hand on the back of my head, and guided me back to his cock. There some pre-cum at the tip, and I licked it up. My brain still rebelled at the thought of debasing myself in front of the black man, but I tried my best to suppress it. His erection was a beautiful display of masculinity and it was my honor to service it. "You said there were glory holes here?" I nodded. I didn't know what he had in mind. "Sweet. First place we're gonna visit. Let you taste the rainbow." He pressed against the back of my head, forcing me down onto his cock. This time, I willingly took his cockhead in my mouth. "First though, you're gonna show my black python some love as I hit this pipe. No way you're gonna be the only one with your head in the clouds." I closed my eyes and heard the familiar hiss of the torch. This time, TJ did a hit just as large as the ones he made me do. I stayed on my knees, trying to swallow his entire thick shaft. It seemed that each hit he did from the pipe only made his cock harder, in sharp contrast to me. I reached down, and felt my dick. It was soft and limp and stroking it seemed to make no difference. "Don't worry about your dick," TJ said. "The one in front of you is the one you need to focus on." He took another hit from the pipe. It was getting harder for me to take his cock. His shaft was like a steel rod, and I had to do all of the contortions to align it with my throat. But it felt so good to have him inside of me. My only regret was that he was not fucking my ass. But that hardly seemed like an impossibility. It would happen, and it would happen tonight. TJ did several more hits as I twisted and turned. I worked his shaft into my throat, and let him drip pre-cum right into my throat. Finally, he did one last massive hit. Even with my attention focused on his dick, I knew it was going to be a big one. He held it longer than I thought possible, before finally exhaling. The cloud overwhelmed the two of us, and for a moment, all I could see was the white fog. As it dispersed, he pulled me off his cock, and stared at me. "Time for the glory holes, cocksucker. Time to show your skills." TJ carefully put the pipe and torch on the table by the bed, then stood up. "Come on," he said. "Lead the way." I grabbed a bottle of poppers from my bag before wrapping the keys around my right wrist. I wasn't sure if it was still a signal anyone got, but it better to make it painfully clear than have any misunderstandings. I opened the door; with the light on in our room, it was better lit than the hallway. "This way," I said. The glory holes were on the same floor, although in order to get to them as a bottom, we had to navigate the maze. It was a Friday evening, and the club was getting crowded. A few guys tried to grope us. TJ gently removed their hands from his body. It made me feel even luckier that I was able to service him and to give him pleasure. Not everyone had this privilege and it was one I should treasure. We reached a series of stalls; each one had a hole in the far wall that opened onto a platform where the tops would stand. "Damn," TJ said, as he stood next to me in the stall. "Just stick their cock through the hole?" "Yeah," I nodded. "And you never see them?" "Nope," I said. We hardly had to wait, before a cock emerged from the darkness through the hole. In the dim light, it was hard to make out any details. It was darker than I expected; it might have been a Latino, an impression re-enforced by the foreskin that covered the head. "Uncut," TJ said. "You going to suck it?" "Yeah," I said. If I had not been flying on the crystal, if TJ had not been there, if I had not been sensitive to all the men I had turned down for bad reasons, I might have thought twice. I might have waited a while longer for my eyes to adjust and I might have been more careful about an uncut, brown-skinned dick. But I didn't. I cupped the stranger's heavy, warm balls in my hand and ran my tongue over the sensitive margin where his cockhead emerged from his foreskin. "Damn," TJ said, as my tongue darted under the foreskin. I could taste some sweat and pre-cum and the stranger's cock started to respond. It was a slow response at first, like a locomotive gathering steam. It thickened and lengthened slightly, pushing itself further into my mouth. Like the train, there was a grunt of pleasure, and the stranger shifted his weight, pressing himself against the thin plywood barrier that separated us. I leaned against the barrier as well, positioning myself to take more of the stranger's dick. "You're doing it," TJ muttered. Despite his incredulity at my actions, I saw out of the corner of my eye he was still stroking his cock. The plywood was cold at first, but warmed up from my body. It was just thick enough to ensure I would never know anything about the man I was sucking off, nor he about me. Its primary job was to keep us both totally anonymous while I did one of the most intimate acts one man can do for another. By then, the stranger's cock had gotten fully erect, a respectable seven inches or so, and nicely thick. It was not as big as TJ's, but it was still a mouthful. I took a quick snort from the poppers, and waited for them to hit before attempting to go any deeper. It was not long before the warm waves washed over me, and I felt my body relax and open up. I swallowed and the cockhead slid into my throat. It elicited another moan of pleasure from the unknown man, and he began to drip pre-cum. Powered by the poppers, I started to properly service his cock, going up and down his shaft and deep throating him. "Are you going to get him off?" TJ asked. I nodded, keeping the unknown man's cock in my mouth. It would have been the height of cockteasing to not let the man get off and there was no way I would let his precious fluid go to waste. Even letting him cum on my face would have been too wasteful for me. Plus, I wanted his seed. I wanted to know what this man tasted like and the best way to work him to a furious intensity where his only option was spew his load all over my gut. It did not take much before his moans started to get louder and he started to buck his hips. His balls were still cradled in one hand; I used the other to take a quick hit from the poppers. They relaxed me, enough for his cock to slide deeper into my throat. It was just a tiny bit of additional stimulation, but it was what he needed. "Oh fuck," he grunted, his voice clearly audible through the glory hole. "He's getting close?" TJ asked me. I nodded, just trying to focus all my attention on the stranger's cock. His balls pulled up tight, and there was one last hip thrust. His cock pulsed and a warm spray of jizz coated my throat. I swallowed the first spurt, massaging his shaft enough to get a second spurt. This turned into a virtuous cycle where each time I swallowed, I got another spurt of cum. Finally, his balls were drained, and I had a pool of cum in my stomach. As quickly as his cock had appeared in the glory hole, it disappeared, leaving TJ and me alone. "Who was that?" TJ asked me. "I don't know," I said. "He was a total stranger." "And you just sucked him off like that?" His voice was a mixture of disbelief and interest, revulsion and arousal. "And you swallowed his load?" "Yeah," I said. "I did." If I needed any more proof of what I had done, I could still taste the stranger's cum in my mouth, a salty, bitter mixture. "And really. No idea who it was." "None at all." "Fuck man. I mean, I know you said you were going to do it. But you actually just sucked a total stranger off and swallowed his load." TJ was stroking his cock. It was still stiff and erect. "Do it again for me," he said. "Suck off the next guy that sticks his dick through the hole. You gonna do that for me, cocksucker?" "Yeah," I said. I was committing myself. No matter what cock: short, long, thin, fat, clean or smelly, I would take it. I would nurse it. And I would take it all the way to orgasm. I turned back to the glory hole, staring at the darkness beyond, wondering what would appear next. Now that I was looking for someone, the club was suddenly still. There was only the constant deep bass of the music, and the steady pulse of TJ's breathing. I stared into darkness beyond the gloryhole, eager for any sign of movement, any flash of white of a towel wrapped around a man's waist. "Slow all of a sudden," TJ said. "You may have to suck my cock, just to have something in your mouth." However, as soon as he spoke, there was the familiar creak of the floorboards, as another man walked across the platform. I didn't get a chance to see anything about him before the white towel filled the gloryhole. The stranger pulled off his towel, exposing a thick, heavy black shaft. "You're in luck," TJ said. "It's your favorite. Nigger dick." I hesitated for a second. It was one thing to suck off TJ, a perfect specimen of masculinity. But this man was a different matter. I knew nothing about him, no idea what he looked like, other than the cock right in front of me. It would be the second black man I had sucked off, both of them in little more than the space of an hour. TJ was going to start thinking this was the real me, not some aberration due to a sense of guilt and crystal. "Go on," TJ said. "I know how badly you need cock in your mouth."

Here's Part II of at least III... My boy and I sat sipping our cocktails as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, we were about to be 'auditioned' for participation in the Bare Fuck Club. Two strangers were coming over to see if we had what it takes to become members. In the days leading up to this, my boy sprung wood every time I brought it up. I had fucked him hard as he begged for my load, telling me how much I was going to love watch other guys breed him. So, there we sat, eager and waiting. I suspected one or both of these guys might try to fuck my boy, or me, or both of us. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and my boy jumped up to answer. He threw open the door and his jaw dropped as he stared at the strangers on our porch. The older of the two men extended his hand and introduced himself. “I'm Brent, and this is Sam. We're here to speak to you about membership in our club.” My boy nodded silently and invited them in. Brent was about 6'-2”, probably early 50s, with salt-and-pepper greying temples, dark brown hair and eyes, and a powerful frame barely contained in a well-tailored three-piece suit. Sam was mid-20s, and very butch, with buzzed dirty blond hair and a closely-trimmed beard. He was wearing tight jeans tucked into shiny black boots with a nice collared shirt and a blazer. We sat them down on the sofa and offered them a drink. While my boy excused himself to mix two Manhattans, Brent started telling me about the Club. “A bunch of guys have been getting together regularly for over ten years now. We've been inducting new members as guys move on or get too sick to play. There might be ten guys at a meeting, or there might be twenty, depending on the season and their schedules.” My boy reappeared with the drinks. Brent went on. “The rules are simple. There are no tops or bottoms. Of course some guys mostly top, and some guys mostly bottom, but there's no getting away from taking a load every so often.” Sam took over the narrative, “Like me, for instance. I love fucking a cummy hole as much as the next guy, but how could I ever turn down Brent's load?” He chuckled. Their banter sort of reminded me of smooth-talking car salesmen, only really sexy and really dirty car salesmen. Brent opened his briefcase and took out two clipboards, handing one to Sam. Brent smiled at my boy and said, “I hear you've been taking Joe's loads?” My boy nervously cleared his throat. “Yes. That's right.” “You'll remember his tattoo. Some guys in our Club have their status plainly visible, but most do not.” “Um hmmm.” “And how long have you been taking raw loads?” My boy blushed and hesitated. Sam smiled and leaned forward, putting his hand on my boy's knee. “Look. If you guys want to join, you've got to be totally honest and upfront with each other... and with us...” My boy coughed a little and looked over at me. “Well, we've been together seven years. About three or four years ago, I hooked up with a friend while my boyfriend was out of town. I didn't tell him, and the secrecy made it hotter. I've probably fooled around with another guy every three months or so since then.” Brent made a notation on his clipboad, asking, “And did they all fuck you raw?” “Well, no, not at first. Okay, maybe every so often, I'd get caught up in the moment and let someone breed me.” Brent interrupted, “And how did that happen?” “Well, once, I let a guy take the condom off because he couldn't stay hard with it on.” Sam smiled, “Once?” “Well, more than once.” “And how did taking their loads behind your boyfriend's back make you feel?” “SO dirty... and so sexy.” “So you've taken, how many loads would you say in the past five years?” Brent asked. “Dozens. And I always felt guilty about it, but I was so hungry for cum I just couldn't stop.” Brent turned to me, asking, “And how did you find out that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” Now it was my turn to clear my throat. “I came home once early from a business trip, and saw my boy kissing a hot stranger on our porch as I drove up. I circled the block wondering what to make of what I had just seen. When I parked in the driveway, the guy's car was gone, and my boy was in the shower. I found opened condom wrappers in the bedroom trashcan. It sort of turned me on, so I got in the shower and fucked him.” “Bare?” Brent asked. “Yeah. We've always fucked bare.” “And you assumed you were the only guy fucking him bare?” “Well, yes...,” I started. Sam smiled saying, “Listen, anyone who will take one guy's raw load will take anyone's raw load.” He went on, “And you've cheated on your boyfriend too, am I right?” “Yeah, but only with condoms.” “Always?” “Well, almost always.” “Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!” Sam started making notes on his clipboard. “And how did that happen?” “Well, I travel a lot for work, and I was out of town for a month on a big project. One night in the hotel bar, this really cute frat boy somehow convinced me to buy him a drink. One drink turned into several as he told me about his girlfriend, and their problems. After the fourth or so beer, he somehow invited himself back to my room, and somehow, he wound up bouncing up and down on my dick. It all happened so fast.” “And did you breed him?” “I did breed him.” Sam made a note of that. Brent cross-examined me, “And how did you feel watching your boyfriend take Joe's cum?” “Fucking hot!” I smiled, adding "It was so sexy seeing him give over to his inner cumlust!” “Did it bother you that he hadn't told you about taking stranger's cum sooner?” “Well, maybe, but now it's out in the open.” “And are you prepared to see him take more cum?” I hesitated... “I think so...” “You've got to be sure,” Brent said, “for instance, would you be okay watching him take my load?” “And/or mine,” Sam interjected. “I would be okay with that,” I answered. Sam smiled at me and my boy, “Tonight?” “Any night,” I honestly responded. Brent wrote something down. “And would it bother you to know that one of us might be POZ?” “No,” I answered, remembering what Joe had said. “If my boy takes raw cock, he's going to get some POZ cum in his hole sooner or later.” Brent nodded and wrote that down. Sam asked my boy, “And would you be okay knowing your boyfriend might also take POZ cock?” My boyfriend nodded saying, “Yes. I've always fantasized about watching him bottom!” I had fantasized about that too, but I thought it so strange that we were having this conversation for the first time in front of two strangers, at least one of whom was likely to be POZ, and was also likely to fuck my boy bare that very night. It was Brent's turn to question me. “And would you also be okay taking POZ loads?” “Well, it's bound to happen sooner or later if we join the Club, so yeah. I think I could take a POZ load.” My boy seemed to let out a gasp of relief. Brent turned back to my boy saying, “And am I correct in assuming that you would also be alright with that?” “Oh fuck yes!” he said without hesitation. Sam noted my boy's response and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans as he asked me, “So I know you've come to grips with your boy taking raw loads with you out of the picture, and Joe tells me you loved watching him take his load. How do you think you would feel getting fucked with your boy watching?” I thought for a moment before replying, “It would make me so hot.” Sam continued, “And what if you were both getting fucked at the same time?” “That would be great.” “What if he was getting fucked alone while you were unaware. Would that upset you?” “Not if I knew about it afterwards.” Brent asked my boy the same question. My boy grabbed my hand and responded right away, “I would love to know he was getting fucked and filled with cum, even if I wasn't there to see it.” He took my hand and thrust it into his crotch. Brent made note of that and spread his knees so that my boy and I could both see an impressive hard-on snaking down his left leg. Brent looked directly at my boy as he reached for his cock, stroking it through his trousers. “I think that wraps it up for the joint portion of tonight's audition.” He then looked at me, “I'd like to have a few minutes alone with your boy for the next line of questioning.” I agreed and my boy led Brent up the stairs to our bedroom... To be continued...

I could see it in Sean’s eyes that he was enjoying his first fuck and it didn't take long until I was really giving him a pounding he was beginning for when I couldn't hold back any longer and blew my poz seed inside his neg cunt. After I deposited my load I had Sean nursing on my cock while I began to go through my phone texting my party buds. I let them know that I was available to party purposely omitting any information about Sean as to surprise them when we finally connected. I heard back from a couple of my buds letting me know where the party was located. I rubbed Sean’s head letting him know that we were going out and that he should throw on some shorts and a t-shirt. He grabbed a pair of mesh basket ball shorts and a wife beater. I stopped him as he went to grab some underwear letting him know he wouldn't be needing them. We climbed into my car. As I drove off I grabbed him by the neck and pushed his hed into my lap as he began to lick my semi-hard cock through my jeans. We pulled up to a modest house a few miles away and I led Sean inside where we found one of our bottoms in the sling getting used hard. I recognized him as a 20 year old we had recently pozzed a few weeks ago. I figured he’d have a high viral load by this point good enough to help poz my Sean. I introduced Sean to my 5 buds there and suggested that we get him in the sling. The bottom boy was a little disappointed until we told him that he’d get to chance to fuck my boy. Someone produced some Caverject for our bottom boy as Sean got comfortable in the sling. I fixed him a good slam that would have him so fucked up he’d have little clue as to the time he would be spending in the sling. Our bottom boy turned top couldn't wait to fuck my boy and got between Sean’s legs as I began to administer Sean’s slam. I barely finished as he began to fuck my boy with his 7” piece of meat. I imagined he becoming friends with my boy and (between the two of them) pozzing a number of neg twinks. While Sean was getting his neg ass fucked full of very toxic cum I let my buddies know what had happened that afternoon that had me fucking my own son. I could see their cocks stiffen as I told them about his excellent blow job and his first slam. Everyone gathered around Sean as he received a good fucking and a toxic load from our bottom turned top. After he finished up another bud took his place while Sean was fed cock. One by one each of my buds (along with myself) seeded Sean’s hole to the point he had cum leaking out onto the floor. As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths.

Hey, guys...working on the next installment. In the meantime, here's a few pics of me blowing clouds in my singlet. (These are actually video stills; you can see the full video over on Chempigs...)