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Becoming the King Chapter 2 of the Royal Poz Fuck Gang So, our next story in this sordid tale begins a long way from the smoke filled room of our first. It wasn’t my intention to start a group of men in the Northeast of the United States who loved to stealth and poz fuck neg holes until they were imprinted with our DNA - but this the very true story of how I got notoriety in New England to become King of the Poz Fuck Gang. I don’t think anyone who was working can forget when the period experts dubbed the “Great Recession” began after the 9/11 attacks. I had left my service in the military simply because I am not someone who can take orders from others. I like to dominate aggressively socially and sexually. Many would call me lucky that it came off so naturally that I wasn’t court martialed and got an Honorable Discharge when I informed them I was leaving 3 years ahead of my 6 year submarine contract to the Navy. So I found myself in Providence, RI in a time where there are literally more businesses foreclosed and ‘for lease’ compared to how many were actually open for business. In a state that was known for having 86% of a single town called Central Falls depending on food stamps and unemployment at the time, how was I to make money? A roommate suggested becoming an escort and I laughed thinking it ridiculous and even if I was a lean 5’11” black man with a 8.5-9 inch uncut thick dick - how was I to stand out and attract attention in such lean times? Well, it turned out that my practicality, thoughtfulness, and reasonably priced services - the majority of which were non-sexual - is exactly what made me stand apart. The story of how I wound up pozzed after I left the military is a huge and (I assure you) incredibly fucking hot story in itself but I wanted to say after my uncertainty of what to do being knocked up with such a strong strain of Poz jizz, what to do with myself. I had decided I would be knocking up guys who paid for it, but whether or not they knew my status was another matter. Knowing the risk of an escort breeding you who fucked all time (at least hypothetically) should be enough to make anyone who really cared not take the risk. Straight out of the gate, my new profile as an escort caught one fucking hot fish. Older gentleman, mid 40’s - early 50’s, and Captain of a Fire Department. I couldn’t believe my luck at all. He was muscled and in amazingly great shape. The picture of his ass combined with the description of his submissive sexual personality during raw sex was like pure Cat Nip for me. Something about older white men who loved being submissive bottoms, not the highly-reactive, throwing their ass back types (though there’s nothing wrong with that kind of bottom) - something about them I cannot resist though. I told him as much and even said if he wanted a regular fucking and breeding I’d cut him a lower rate so it can be every single week until his husband came back from school. Oh! I never mentioned he was already in a relationship? Yeah, turns out long-distance and gay men doesn’t mix well for a monogamous relationship. Like you didn’t see that coming? He only wanted hung black total top dick for his little hungry white boy cunt hole and I was more than happy to deliver since he was neg and spoiling to get impregnated. We set the date, time, and roleplay scenario. I’d make it an arrangement he would never forget. His house was in the woods, I remember it being a hilarious point he felt the need to make that even though it was a bit removed - I did not need to worry he was a serial killer or something like you read about in the paper about guys who meet someone from Craigslist, only typo discover they were some deranged type bent on punishing someone giving into their carnal nature. I just laughed and said he’d find out like a few other guys how much more crazy a black guy could be, so I wasn’t worried. Pulling into his driveway I saw a lovely house that I could tell would be even more impressive on the inside - his text said the left sliding glass door was open to a guest bedroom where he would be on his knees ass perfectly spread apart and bent over waiting for me to lube up with the Gun Oil and slip into him while he sniffed poppers. Sure enough he was as amazingly sexy as his pictures. It turns me on that much more when a hot guy pays for sex, and just because he knows what he wants and it has to be a specific quality - so much so that it makes paying for it worth it. Do you want to have awful sex for free? Or pay for what you know will be good even if you’re hot or not? He knew the right answer and for that I was going to plunge that hole full of BBC and cum for as long as he could handle it. As I closed the sliding glass door and locked it - I could hear him sniff some poppers as he arched his back more-so to what would probably feel like the ideal position for entry to him. I love bottoms on poppers. They don’t just want to get fucked by raw cock, they NEED it and crave it to a degree they give up their holes so well I can see why truly dominate men can’t help but refer to it as a pussy. This was no exception. As I saddled up next to him and dropped my sweat pants to the floor, he turned with a bandanna covering his eyes and sucked my dick. Feeling it was already massively hard (thanks to some viagra for bottoms who can really take a beating) he instantly started deep throating. I think he might have got it all the way down twice…maybe three times before he knew his throat had taken all it could handle and he went back to facing the bed and spreading his legs while resting on his knees for the fuck that would change his everything. I got on my knees poised just behind him, my uncut 9 inch dick so rock hard it throbbed a bit and I could see each vein sticking out like someone had ran a highlighter over it to be more noticeable - I carefully pushed that wide head into his receptive boy cunt. Being years younger did not stop me from feeling very much the daddy in the sexual dynamic with older white men. I loved when they would be my “boy” and just take my dick the way I instructed. Some need a certain position or want their input to matter - and those aren’t the ones that I go for. The ones that obey without question or hesitation and can instantly comply I delight in fucking for as long as their little holes can take it. Especially if they can be loose and open - tight guys never did it for me. Big dicks feel like every hole is a tight one, so only loose ones feel good. AND BOY DID HE FEEL GOOD! It was not even five minutes into entering him I was getting into the ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ rhythm of my hips hitting his cheeks, my cock ramming balls deep, and my balls plowing greedily against that bare skin while getting closer to unloading - and I knew I’d breed this white hole until I knocked it up. I was not medicated and never will be until I am falling apart at the seams. “My God,” He whispered breathlessly, “Oh. MY! GOD!” The scream was so genuine and indicitative of his hot time after 40 minutes into it I blasted a huge wad of jizz right up his submissive white cunt but stayed rock hard. “Think you can take me plowing that sweet ass til I cum a second time?” I asked him knowing he had to feel the large pulsating jets of cum I launched one after another into him. He whimpered with each “smack, smack, smack,” that was deliver against his bareback skin. “Daddy,” he sobbed softly - almost desperately, “please fuck me again soon but I can’t take more now. Oh fuck!” I was probably going to need to have someone over who wanted to lie down on their face, ass open, and just take me fucking and breeding them for a few hours to get this hard on under control if he couldn’t take a few more loads from me. “It’s alright sexy,” I said soothingly as my cock coated in a sheath of my own cum slid in and out of him pulling on his ass when I withdrew it. “Fuck this will be so hot having you breed me until my husband gets back. I just don’t want anyone to know I was being unfaithful. He’s a good fuck but I am just such a slut for BBC if he’s not around I’m going to need it from someone else,” he confessed. “No complaints here,” I assured him with an inner smile. Cheaters deserved getting their little holes knocked up. I doubted it would take more than one or two tries to get him pozzed. I wondered if he’d get the fuck flu or just find out. Turns out it was only the one time to impregnate his little white cumdump hole. He paid for another raw fuck, but he got sick just a few days prior and suddenly said to me he could not meet up anymore. “Why can’t you meet up for draining my dick with that sweet ass made for BBC?” I asked innocently. “I’m sick Daddy…maybe when I’m not I can see you again.” he offered as his only response, but he and I both knew - there’s no cure to this cold so I would not be seeing him again and his husband was in for a surprise. I wondered to myself with some amusement - if he would stealth his bf when he got back from college or if he’d tell him and because he’s horny like most of us black guys he’d fuck his poz hole without a care in the world.

Chapter XXVI Just as soon as he caught his breath, he climbed off of his bed leaving my boy and I still laying there with our legs still spread open unable to close them nor wanting to. He went to his bar and got a drink of something and then returned to the bed. He grinned at us and then said, "I almost bet that one load each will do the trick, but I think I will make sure. I think you both need more poz cum in you and I also bet you are ready for it right now." My boy and I could not answer as we just laid there staring at him. We were both satiated but also scared even yet, and yet as we glanced at each other, we both knew we wanted more and as soon as possible. Our asses were just tingling from the pounding we had taken and the pleasure we had felt. Then the bar owner did something strange. He turned from us and went towards his door into the main bar. Still naked, he opened it up and shocked the hell out of us as in walked not just the friends we knew he had done but basically about a dozen of our friends. As they entered they all started to strip. The owner came over then and told us, "Surprise! I have already been fucking all of your friends for two or three months now and they have all converted and are now highly toxic poz breeders like me. Now the real party is going to start and you are going to get fucked by all of them the rest of the night. Oh, and don't worry, I will be doing you some more too." As he finished talking two of our friends climbed on the bed and grabbing our legs drove their cocks into us and started to fuck us. My boy and I looked at each other but were too surprised to do anything else as our two friends started to hammer our holes hard. Soon were both too busy moaning our pleasure at being fucked to do anything but push our own asses back on each inthrust to get as much cock in us as possible. In about 10 minutes our two friends were panting and whispering to us that they were both getting close. I am sure my love was feeling the same as me and basically had grabbed our friends asses to pull them into us as deep as possible. Then, within a few seconds of each other our friends were telling us they were cumming and filling our holes full with poz cum. As soon as they quit grinding their loads into us, they got up and were replaced with the next two. Again they just rammed their cocks home in us and started to pile drive our holes good. When those two were done, another two took their place and fucked us as hard as they could. They were all talking and telling us how nice it was to be pozzing us finally as they had been waiting to do it for a while. They had planned the whole thing knowing we really hadn't wanted to become poz, but we had all talked about it before and how hot it sounded taking a chance some time. After the latest two finished the owner came over and told us he was ready again. He climbed on the bed and decided to do me first this time. He drove his mammoth cock into me again roughly and in one stroke went balls deep. He immediately started to try and drive me clear through the mattress. My ass was assaulted like it had never been before. I glanced at my love only to see that while I was being fucked, the owner had driven his hand into my boy's hole and it looked like a good 3 or 4" of his wrist was in ther too. My eyes really got wide at that as my boy's hole had hardly been used but now was loose enough to take a fist in there. WOW. The owner almost destroyed my hole with his gigantic cock and then he growled here it comes as he unloaded another toxic load deep in me. He no sooner finished when he pulled his cock out of me and his fist out of my boy. Then he moved over quickly and rammed his cock deep into my love and as I watched it bottom out in him, I was surprised to feel the owner's hand at my hole and then I almost yelled when it went into me with almost no trouble and up his arm some. I rose up off of the bed which actually drove another good inch into me. The owner drove into us both as if on a mission to drive clear through us. When he finally came in my boy and withdrew his cock from him and his hand from my hole, the rest of our friends jumped on the bed to take their turns. This went on all night long until basically nobody could get it up any more. My love and I had also cum multiple times from the pounding our prostates got. Finally everyone just piled on the bed and passed out. What a night of piggish sex. Both our holes had to be a mess now and we knew we were going to be walking a bit bowlegged and sore from this night for a few days. OMG What a felling to have that we had done and all because I got curious about a huge cock. I am sure we are going to join the poz group now after this. OMG What Did I Do?

Part 93 - Opportunities Ric got back to the hotel and walked up to the room. While he had dumped two loads in the client, he still wanted to fuck. Maybe his dad would like to play or maybe he could find some cruising spots online. He didn’t want to hookup in the room in case his dad walked in and he already had done one three-way and wasn’t interested in another one today. He wanted the attention he could get from a one on one fuck. Ric got to the room and heard some noises from inside but didn’t know if it was the TV or his dad getting some action. He unlocked the door and slowly opened it checking to see if the safety lock was up. The door didn’t bump into it, so he opened it further. Laying on the floor in a pile was a hotel uniform and on the bed with his legs wrapped around Frank’s waist was one of the hotel workers. Ric shook his head as Frank turned to him and said “You want a go? He’s a great fuck and already lubed.” Ric sighed and said “No dad, I don’t want your sloppy seconds. I’ll be back in an hour.” Ric walked out of the room and wandered around the hotel. He realized that he only had his escort phone with him so his dad couldn’t text him when he was done. He sat down in the lobby and watched the people come and go, glancing at the phone waiting for the hour to expire. The phone buzzed and he saw he had a few new emails. He read through a few, some were spam and others were asking about escort services. He replied to one that seemed to be serious and got to the most recent message. The title of the email was “unique opportunity.” He almost deleted it without reading it, except that the preview caught his eye. He opened it and it read “Hello. A friend of mine thought you would be perfect for a filming session we are about to do. My friend said I needed to contact you ASAP since you will be in town only a day or two more. If you are interested in doing a scene in an adult film that requires someone with your special gift, please call me. Slick Palm, Esq.” There was a phone number listed at the bottom of the message and Ric re-read the message several times. He had only told a few people where he would be this weekend so it had to be one of them. “Adult film?” Ric thought. It might be interesting, but he was pretty sure he didn’t want anyone to know that he was escorting, much less doing porn. Once the video got out, it would be all over the internet and it might screw up a “normal” career after he graduated. He decided he had some time to kill before going back to the room, so he might as well call to find out more. “Hi, you sent me an email a half hour ago about a unique opportunity?” Ric said, a hint of nervousness in his voice. “Ah… yes… Is this Austin?” a deep voice asked. “It is” Ric replied. “I know the message was vague. I assume you might be interested but need more information?” the guy said. “Mmmhmm” replied Ric. “Well, I don’t really want to get into specifics over the phone. How long are you going to be in town?” the guy asked. “I’ll be around all day tomorrow and then until about noon on Sunday” Ric answered. “Ah, ok. We would have to do something tomorrow then. Can you meet this evening to talk further? I’m at the Grand Palace Hotel. Is that convenient?” asked the guy. “Uh, I think that’s down the street from the hotel I’m at. When would be a good time?” Ric asked. “How about now? I’m in room 702” the guy said and Ric agreed. As he was walking over to the other hotel, Ric realized he hadn’t showered since the client meeting. The butterflies in his stomach now were now swarming. He prayed that he wouldn’t have to undress or get really close to anyone, since they could probably smell the dried cum and sweat on his body. He got to the room and took a deep breath before knocking. The door opened and a there stood a guy about Ric’s height but about 25 pounds heavier and 30 years older standing in front of him in khakis and a polo shirt. His dark hair was graying and he had a bushy mustache. “Hi, I’m Ari aka Slick Palm. Nice to meet you Austin. You look even better in person. Uh.. have a seat.” Ari directed him to a pair of chairs that was separated by a small round table by the window. “So, a bit of background. I’m a manager for several well known adult film stars. I deal with the studios and take care of the legal BS so my clients can just do what they’re good at. The most well-known client I have is working on a project to sell to a studio as a complete video. He has been disappointed with the editing of the last two, so he is demanding full control. He’s well known as a prep user in the industry and will film with anyone so he’s been paired with a wide variety of other stars” Ari explained. Ric nodded and waited for how he would fit in to the project. “So, the theme of this video is my client getting fucked bare and filled with cum from detectable HIV positive men. We have shot three scenes so far and are very happy with them. We need one more. Now, the thing is that my client stopped taking PrEP a few weeks before filming started. No one knows this except for the actors and myself. My client wants to have this video out there and no one except for a select group of people to know that it documents his infection” Ari continued. “Fuck, that’s sick” Ric replied. Ari smiled and nodded. “It’s his choice and he really wants to do this. Now, and this is where you come in, we need to do another scene, but the budget won’t allow us to use any of the big name actors. Most of the poz ones are on meds anyway and my client wants it to really happen on film. He’s getting quite irritable since he has been limiting his sexual encounters to just our filmed scenes. So far, we have filmed a scene and waited three or four weeks before he then gets tested. So far, he is still negative.” “So you want to film me breeding him and see if he gets pozzed up?” Ric asked. “Exactly. We only need one more scene and the one that ends up in the final product will be the guy that succeeded. Does this interest you?” Ari asked. “Yeah, it sounds cool. But…” Ric said, pausing for several seconds as his mind raced. “What more do you want to know?” asked Ari. Finally, Ric said “If I did it, I really don’t want people to be able to recognize me in the video. I’ve seen porn scenes where guys wear masks but they’re really cheesy or they look like bank robbers. Many times you can even tell who it is. And… how do I know he’s not going to change his mind and sue me or get me thrown in jail? Uhhh, and last… can we really do this by tomorrow night?” Ari smiled back. He picked up a piece of paper that had several pictures of Ric from his escort ad and a couple private ones that he had sent to prospective clients and looked them over. Ric saw what they were and was surprised. Ari said “Those are pretty good questions. Uh… I think we can come up with a way to obscure your face and with editing we can probably cut out any close ups of your chest tattoo. Without that, you could be just about any latino porn actor. As far as changing his mind, I doubt that would happen. We can easily have him sign a document acknowledging that he knows your status and is willingly having unprotected sex with you. And yes, we can do this by tomorrow night, we will just need two to three hours of your time. Is there anything else you want to know before we go any further?” “Uh, I guess the other important thing is how much does it pay?” Ric asked. Ari wrote down a number on a stickie and gave it to Ric. “Its a flat rate. There are no things like royalties you might get on a Hollywood production” Ari added. Ric had no idea if he was getting screwed over or if it was a fair amount and he couldn’t really call anyone to ask them. It seemed like a decent amount of money - it was a lot more than what he would make on a 3 hour escort job. If things went like Ari said they would and he could keep his anonymity, he thought that this could be a great job. Besides, they were paying him to fuck a porn star. “I guess it’s ok. What is your share and what’s next?” Ric asked. Ari chuckled “I get paid to put it together, so that’s all yours. Cash, by the way, paid after the scene is filmed and we’re happy with your work. As for what’s next… well, I need to inspect the goods. No sex mind you, but I need to see you naked and make sure everything works.” “Uh, I’m a bit grungy from earlier. Can I quickly run through the shower?” Ric asked. Ari laughed and said “Of course, but first, please swab your gums with this. Once on top, once on bottom.” Ric took the test stick and did as he was told and handed it back to Ari. He went into the bathroom and quickly stripped his clothes off. He washed himself off as fast as he could, making sure that his cock was clean and the dried cum under his foreskin was gone. He dried off and decided since Ari wanted to see him naked anyway, there was no sense in putting his clothes back on. He walked back into the main area and Ari looked up over the papers he was reading. “Mmm, good. You’re not shy about being naked around strangers. I’m always surprised when porn actors are. You definitely are endowed like I was told you were. Can you stroke it the rest of the way hard?” asked Ari. “This is soft, but yeah” Ric said as he reached down and started to jack his cock while his other hand was flicking one pierced nip. He closed his eyes briefly and his go-to image when he needed to get hard quick was Dave, uh Joe, riding his cock and taking his virginity shortly after they met. His cock was soon at it’s full glory. He looked over at Ari who was licking his lips. He remembered that Ari had said “no sex” so instead of moving closer and brushing his cock over Ari’s lips, he just modeled it showing both sides, top and bottom and his lightly hairy balls. He even turned around and showed his furry ass. “Very nice” Ari said as he looked him over. “Your skin is perfect, the body hair gives a nice accent and is trimmed just right. The biohazard tattoo gives you that ‘bad boy’ edge. Shame we will have to edit out the other tattoo and no one will get to see that sexy face” Ari said with his voice trailing off. Ric was a little embarrassed listening to Ari critique him but it did boost his ego. “Thanks, Joe” he thought. Ari looked down at his watch, then looked at the test and smiled. Ari then said “You can get dressed now. We will meet in this room tomorrow night at seven. Please be here showered and ready to go. We’ll provide something to cover your face, any props and lube. Think about a name to use for the credits, it can be your escorting name or something else.” Ric went into the bathroom and put his clothes back on as he listened to the rest of Ari’s comments. “Thanks, I’ll see you tomorrow” was all he said as he walked out the door. He had been in the room for almost two hours and figured his dad was probably done by now. He headed back to his hotel wondering if it was a good or bad idea to do this porn shoot. He was curious as to who had recommended him for the job but realized that his pics were going to get out and he had no control over it. The same would be true for the video. — Frank told the hotel worker to get dressed and to get back to work after Ric left. He really wanted to watch his son fuck another guy and he wondered why Ric didn’t want to join him but shrugged it off. He showered and waited for Ric to come back to the room. It had been over an hour and he started to get worried. He put on some shorts and a tee shirt and went searching around the hotel for Ric. He looked all over - the lobby, the gym, the pool, even the bar. On his second loop he stopped at the bar and ordered a drink and sat down. In less than five minutes a guy moved over and sat next to him The flirting was nonstop from the tall, older businessman. Frank figured he was in his early sixties, with a shaved head, a single earring in his left ear and a confidence about him. When Frank sipped the last of his whiskey down, the guy said “Lets take this to my room.” They walked to the elevators and then to the older guy’s room with only a few words said between them. As soon as the door closed, Frank was slammed to the wall by the older guy who started kissing him roughly. “Ready to be my bitch?” the guy said as he pulled away, grabbing Frank’s shirt and tugging him towards the bed. Frank pulled his shirt off and then pushed his shorts down, leaving him in just a pair of briefs. The older guy laughed as he unzipped his pants and said “I figured you were a little bottom slut. Now suck my cock.” Frank reached in and pulled the guy’s underwear down and pulled out a thin seven inch cut cock with a bend to the right. He licked at the tip and began to suck, first on just the head and then slowly going down. The guy started forcing Frank’s head down on his cock, making him gag. “Choke on it, slut!” the guy barked out. Frank slobbered over the cock and kept taking it down into his throat where he would squeeze around the cock and then pull off to gasp for air. Suddenly the guy pushed Frank’s head off his cock and yelled out “On the bed, show me that ass.” Frank complied and stood there on his knees at the edge of the bed. Whack! He felt the guys flat hand smack his right ass cheek. Whack! The left side got the same treatment. “Why the fuck do you still have your underwear on? You think that’s gonna stop me from fucking your ass?” the guy said with disgust. Frank reached back to push his shorts down but was too late. The guy grabbed Frank’s shorts and ripped them open over his ass. The guy roughly shoved a finger into Frank’s hole. “Damn, I expected a load or two in there from a pig like you. Just going to be spit then” growled the guy as he hacked up some saliva and spat it on Frank’s exposed hole. Frank spread his legs a bit wider, knowing that this wasn’t going to be an easy fuck. Sure enough, he felt the guy ram his cock in all the way to the base. “FUCK!!!!!” Frank screamed out as his body spasmed around the sudden intrusion. A few seconds later the guy started to drill Frank’s ass. His hole was burning but the guy didn’t care. Frank begged for more spit but was ignored. The curve to the cock was digging into the side of Frank’s bowels in a way he had never felt before. Their bodies slapped together as Frank’s hole was pummeled. The guy started to pull all the way out with each thrust, only to slam back in to Frank’s swollen pussy. The guy growled again and the pounding continued. Frank figured the guy wouldn’t last much longer and he was right. He felt the cock start to swell inside him and was battering his hole even more with the increased thickness. The guy lunged in, grabbing Frank’s hips and began to pump his load inside. The spurts seemed to last forever and Frank was happy that the pounding was over. Whack! Frank felt another hard slap on his right ass cheek and waited for the one on the left, but it never came. Once the last shot of cum pumped out, the guy pulled his softening cock out of Frank’s ass. Frank stood there stunned at what just happened but was jolted back to reality when the guy barked “Get out of here, now, slut!” Frank rolled off the bed and grabbed his shorts, pulling them on and grabbing his shirt before quickly heading to the door. “I wouldn’t fuck your wife any more, that’s a pretty potent mixture of bugs in your ass” the guy said as Frank opened the door. He got out into the hallway and heard the door close before he leaned against the wall, catching his breath. Looking at his phone, he had been inside for less than twenty minutes but he was sore and exhausted. He put on his shirt and headed back to his room to wait for Ric to return.

Molly was trying to get her boyfriend of three year to propose and she decided that if she was pregnant he would finally do the right thing and propose marriage. She had been off her birth control for more than a month and she kept trying to have sex with him without a rubber and he would not do it. He did slip in her once when he was drunk but only for a minute and pulled out and made her suck him off. I found all this out with a fake profile I had made to get girls to sleep with me and my brother. Molly this cute 24 year old white girl all of 5'8 130 pounds with big tits and a hot ass from her pics and she thought she was talking to Julie. It is amazing what people will admit online but she started to tell me about her plot and I tried to help her out. I told her a friend of mine had gotten her boyfriend to marry her when she got pregnant from another guy. Molly started to ask lots of questions and I (Julie) answered her about how it worked etc. How my friend met the guy at the hotel and he had a room and they had sex and for a few hours over three days and she ended up pregnant. Her boyfriend thought it was his and proposed and they had a beautiful baby boy. She seemed interested and asked if my friend know how to get in touch with the guy still. I confirmed that she did and asked if she wanted me to find out if he would help? Molly said, I do not know. I pushed her and said what would it hurt if you just knew if he would help. She agreed it was harmless to ask and all. Two days later I hit her up and she said he is willing if you decide. While I waited for my response I text my brother DeShawne and told him I had a white bitch who needs bred and to reach out to a few of his buds to see if they would be down to breed and knock up a white girl. I already new the answer, before I heard back from Molly four hours later I had six black guys besides DeShawne and myself that were on standby. Molly finally hit me up and said I have been been thinking about it for the past few house and I am ready to meet if he is. Bingo, she really wants this. I proceeded to ask her when her ovulation was and she did not know but I looked up how to tell and we tracked it and it turned out she would be ovulating in 10 days and her bf would be out of town until her last day of ovulation. Fuck that is perfect I thought. We emailed back and fourth and set a date for her to meet at the hotel and I sent a pic of a buddy of min from college a tall white dude as the guy she was suppose to meet. Sent the hotel and his fake name and told her he would meet her at the bar in the hotel at 6 PM. Buddy who was gonna help breed her was one of the bar tenders there most nights and the date we set he traded shifts so he was there. DeShawne and I were there at 5:30 and buds were planning on getting there staggered times but my first bud Tyrone was planning on being there at 6:30 that night. Bryant was behind the bar and we saw her walk in. She was beautiful, she went up the bar as instructed and she wore a pretty little white dress as instructed. She looked nervous but she walked right up to the bar and ordered a drink. My buddy tipped his had as agreed as a sing he was slipping a little ghp in her her drink and we made our way up to the bar and sat next to her. We did not say a word and left the seat to her right empty. We ordered our drinks and she had just finished hers and I ordered her another. Bryant again put some GHB in it and she sipped this one. She kept looking at her watch and at 6:15 I introduced myself and my brother. Two fine black men. She made small talk while looking around and before I knew it it was 6:30 and I asked her if she wanted to have another drink in the room. These drinks were too expensive her. She agreed and did not need to much convincing and we headed up to our room on the 10th floor. While we were walking to the elevator I told he what a view we had and I wanted her to see it before the lights went down. We entered the hotel room and out to the balcony while Deshawne made her another drink with GHB in it and when she came back in he handed it to her. We sat on the sofa and I turned some music on and we got to talking. She was pretty loosed up and when asked if she had a boyfriend she said she did. DeShawne asked where he was and she told us both he was out of town. He asked if she ever played around on him, She went white as a ghost and she turned to me and said not but she came tonight to meet a guy. We both said in unison "really"? She said yes, but he did not show up. I quickly asked if she was disappointed? She said she was and that she as really horny, This GHB was making her honest and horny. I asked her if I could kiss her and she did not say no so I leaned in to kiss her. Deshawne started to slide his hand up her dress and before I knew it he had pulled her panties aside and was rubbing her pussy and clit. She started to moan in my mouth as I was kissing her. While I was kissing her I could see the door and in came Tyrone, he had been down with Brant and came up with a little canister after he had a few drinks. Deshawne kept rubbing her clit and Tyrone got down on his knees and grabbed her panties and tore them apart and began to eat her out. I broke free from the kiss and helped Deshawne unsnap her bra and slip it off while her head went back and she began to cum for the first time of the night.

I never thought much about it until I read this thread.... and started to think about past encounters. A few of my 'married FWB's ' like to call it a pussy..... I am guessing it is because the are used to calling a hole to dump their seed a pussy. And only one or two of them say their wives let them fuck their ass... and they do call it her ass. However, when I am dirty talking to a top (which is pretty much always - LOL), I find they start to fuck harder, or get more turned on when you ask if they like fucking your 'hole'? I realized that is typically what I do to encourage my top to pound harder. I tell him to "pound that hole" or "breed that hole" or "stretch that hole" and I can honestly feel them go at it harder, and it often brings them to the edge. The pussy vs. cunt thing is an interesting question. Some of my 'mouthier' FWB's do in fact use the term 'cunt' at times. They use it in a derogatory fashion. A cunt is meant to be used hard and put away wet. LOL I asked one long term fuck buddy (who is married) why he calls it cunt and not a pussy, and his answer was that when he is fucking a man, and he knows the guy wants his big cock and his big load, it is a big turn on to refer to the bottom's hole as a cunt. He said he relates the word pussy to a vagina. But a cunt can be a man hole or a slut pussy (if that makes sense?). He is also a dirty talker and will often ask me questions when he is working my hole over.... right from the beginning. I will get on all fours, ass up and he will tease my hole with his tongue and say he has missed this tight cunt, and he licks it and sucks it and asks me if I like feeling his tongue opening my cunt? And when he has it starting to blossom, he will slide his thumb in and work it and tease it and tell me he is going to open this cunt right up and load it with his seed. He continues to call it a cunt through the entire cycle and it turns my crank. Of course, all that 'aural' stimulation is pretty hot to me when someone is eating my ass or fucking me, so I tend to start using the same expression with someone who calls it a cunt. It is obvious that this is what they enjoy, so I start asking if they are going to tease my cunt with their cock head before they fuck? Or I tell them they should slap their hard dripping head against the opening to my cunt and slide it in just a bit to open it up. And when they slide in right up to their balls, I will ask them if that cunt is nice an warm and wet for them. The groan is usually a good sign. Grin. I never thought about this until I read this thread.. and came to realize that when someone is calling my ass a pussy, I tend to reply and call it a 'hole' or a 'cunt'. So I guess those are my two preferences.... hole or cunt. Great question !!!

Tyrone started to finger her and she was coming to the realization that my brother and I were not the only ones in the room. She looked worried but that did not last long as Tyrone slide a shard of T in her wet pussy and within three to four minutes she seemed not to care anymore. I motioned for DeShawne to feed her his cock and he did and while she was struggling to swallow his 9" medium girth dick,Tyrone started rubbing his thick meat on her pussy. I held one leg, sucked her right tit while Tyrone started to push in her slowly. She must have have been tight she make some crazy noise while he stretched her cunt on his thick head and DeShawne held her tight so she could not pull off his dick. She tried to pull her legs close but Tyrone was in position and I held her leg tight to keep her from moving and before long Tyrone was almost all the way inside her. He started to tell us what a good fucking pussy this was and how great his BBC felt in her cunt. Talking about her but not to her. I broke free and both DeShawne and I started to talk with him and tell him we knew he would want some of her pretty cunt. I could tell she was tensing up being treated like a piece of meet and motioned for Tyrone to give her more tina. He fucked her for for another minute and pulled out slide in two chards this time. Soon she would be flying and begging for more black dick. Tyrone slapped her pussy with his heavy dick before sliding back in shoving the shards deeper in her. He went slow for the first couple minutes deep in her and then out and then deeper. He was drilling that cunt so he could fuck her like the slut she was and five minutes later he was fucking her fast and deep and her pussy was making all kinds of wet noises and she was moaning and DeSawne shot his first load in her throat. Tyrone was not far behind and shot deep in her. He kept his dick in her and moved in a circular motion. He was stretching her further and making room for his cum to seep into her cervix. When he finally pulled out her pussy was wide and you could see a pool of cum deep in her. I rubbed her clit and made her cum again while Tyrone got dressed and said he would send the next one in. She came hard just as Tyrone left!

First, a confession: I wasn’t actually pozzed at a rodeo; I met the man who was the instrument of my conversion at the LA gay rodeo a few years ago. A bit of background: I was in LA to take a break from a relationship that had recently ended very badly. How the fuck could my partner of 10 years cheat on me? We had met and fell in love in our early 20’s and despite my being versatile, Brent was strictly a bottom so I had given up being fucked for a decade and for what? So that slut could meet a daddy who would fuck his new boy and complete him? Fuck Brent! Fuck me, frankly! I was going to get MY needs met and I was going to get fucked by a total top while I took a vacation. Despite being in a long-term relationship, I had not gone to pot. I worked out and did my cardio because my health plan subsidized it. I also kept active with biking and softball. Going to a gay rodeo sounded exotic, and I figured there would have to be at least ONE top in LA who could give me what I needed! I might not be an Adonis, but I had a certain Midwest charm, all my teeth, 5’-10”, 175, 32”w, 7 real inches and a nice hairy chest and treasure trail. I made it a point mid-day Saturday at the gay rodeo to take my t shirt off and get some sun in the concessions area behind the arena, and there I met John. My mouth almost dropped open like in a cartoon. He was perfection! Mid 40’s, piercing eyes, leather pants, muscular, hairy, and, oh—quite dark. OK, tall, dark (as in African-American) and handsome…and he smelled good! Maybe that sounds weird, but John had this freshly cut grass sort of smell that I noticed as soon as I was two-stepping with him. I was intoxicated! We flirted and talked all afternoon and I tried to not be whinny about my break up. I talked about the betrayal and about the wasted time where I could have had “certain needs” met. John said he knew what I wanted and knew what I needed. Well, I *had* told him I needed to get fucked, but his intensity seemed to suggest that he was going to rock my world. Looking back, I can see that he was very interested in the fact that I had not been fucked in 10 years, that I wanted to change that and get fucked within an inch of my life. He knew I was negative, he knew my fantasies and he knew he was going to have me. I knew that last point as well. I just didn’t know how much he was going to give me! He had cupped my ass numerous times during our rodeo courtship and I had felt his impressive bulge. Despite being rather prim usually in public displays of affection, I did not hesitate in the slightest whenever Jon wanted to claim my mouth. I like that he was possessive of me and I was under his spell! We had dinner together, he joined me at my hotel room to help me pick out clothes for the evening and he suggested that I bring a toothbrush along because I was spending the night with him. “Yes, Sir” was an honest reaction and it seemed to please him. “Good boy.” He replied. After working up a sweat dancing at the formal rodeo dance, he took me by the hand and lead me to his SUV. We went to the Eagle and it was hopping. I had never been there and I was a most obedient boy. John had told me a bit about boy protocol and I was trying to do my best. I bought his drinks and gave 100% of my attention to him. I checked out the guys discreetly when he stepped away from time to time to chat with other leather men. Of those, I got introduced to two Hispanic porn star type hot guys named Enrique and Mario. They were smoking hot, but I was with John and I wasn’t about to do anything to let him go. I was respectful to both guys, but mostly deferential to my…daddy? I rather liked that thought! Around midnight John said he had enough socializing and it was time to give me what I needed. I couldn’t get into his car fast enough! He claimed my mouth and got me worked up instantly. His place was about twenty minutes from the Eagle—no fricking way I could have found it with the twisty turns and steep hills. John stoked my needs with his conversation. He promised tonight would more than make up for my ten years without being fucked, that this weekend would change my life and give me a new focus—servicing the needs of tops. I told him I was ready for it! After making out for a half hour on his couch and licking his pits and other foreplay, he granted me access to his crotch while he lit a cigar. Being a total non smoker it was surprising how much I liked kneeling in front of him while he puffed out his encouragement. He certainly had the meat I was hoping for—he called it a ‘weapon of ass destruction’. I laughed, but also thought this WAS going to hurt me as well as fulfill me. I was right in more ways than one. When John had enough preliminaries, he sent me to the bathroom to prep for my fucking. Duly prepared, I went into John’s play room to find him in boots and chaps only. John asked me what I needed. “I need to be fucked.” I stated. Is that what you really want?” John asked. “Hell yes! I want you to fuck me!” I begged. “Oh, you will be fucked and fucked good!” John promised. He offered me a Cialis pill because he wanted me to not worry about staying hard while getting used to being fucked again. “Works for me!” I agreed enthusiastically. After John cinched the sling’s cuffs snugly around my ankles and wrists he started by eating my hole—devouring it, really. He was chewing on my ass ring and sucking hard forcing it to distend a bit. It was hot but also a bit uncomfortable. Not as uncomfortable as his ramming fingers up my ass, though. That got my attention as I started struggling a bit. “Relax” said John. “I am almost done preparing you for your breeding.” He reached over for lube and smeared a generous glob on my ass as he opened a condom package. I couldn’t see him suit up but as he went around to get some poppers I could see he was covered. He offered me some poppers to ease the entry but I said I don’t like them. “Good boy! I don’t want anything clouding your mind during this special night anyway.” John didn’t rape me. Before sliding in he worked now lubed fingers into me and eventually got 4 fingers in. He took his time stretching me open. His dick was torpedo shaded and tapered gradually towards a very thick base. It was also honestly well over 8” long. His eyes never left mine as he slowly sawed in and out. “Is this what you want?” he asked. “Do you want your black daddy to breed your tight hole?” There was no hesitation when I said “yes, please”! John nodded and picked up the pace. I was rock hard and dripping. As he reached for my hard wired nipples he started pounding me. I was flying in the sensation of being his boy. There was no game as I begged him to please fuck me. “I am fucking breeding you, boy!” he corrected. Fucking, breeding, all the same to me so I changed my terminology to “Please breed me, Sir!” I’ll never forget the intense look on Johns face. He was concentrating, possessive, victorious all rolled in one. He got more vocal with his guttural sounds of pleasure and was stabbing me as deep as he could go. It felt like he was entering a second almost cherry hole deep inside me. It hurt but also made me drip harder. I was in this magical place where the sound of the chains clinking, my hole smacking, John groaning and my whimpering were pushing me outside of myself. “I’m breeding you now, boy! He yelled. I swear I could feel him pulsing within me and I screamed as my load spurted all over us. Fuck! John wasn’t even touching my dick! “Take it, take all of it, boy! Your ass is mine—I have bred your ass and made you mine!” I could only say “thank you, Sir!” in reply John promised that he was good for multiple loads and he had a few surprises for me. He started with seeing how big of a dildo I could take—all wrapped with condoms for my protection and I managed to take a pretty large one with all the lube on my hole and within me. It was now just after 2 and the doorbell rang. It startled me but John told me to relax as two surprises were here for me. After a few minutes of waiting in the sling, in came John with Mario and Enrique. Holy Shit! They were in chaps, harness and boots, but also exposed between their legs—hot! John told me that the guys were partners celebrating their 5th anniversary tonight and I was their present from him. This seemed fine with me—this was like living out a porn fantasy! Mario and Enrique were heavily muscled, with nearly shaved heads and tattooed. Of the two, Enrique was slightly more swarthy, and I mean that in a good way, and coarsely hairy to Mario’s café au lait smooth skin. They both seemed to be packing serious weapons between their legs, too! I spent the next two hours taking care of all three men. I would suck one while another plowed my hole and the third took cell phone pics. I loved it when Enrique turned around and had me eat his hairy hole while Mario fucked me and made out with his lover. I could hear Enrique telling Mario to breed my hole, and other hot commands. I begged each man to please use me. They were all very happy to do just that. When one would finish with my ass, another took his place and my mouth and hands were kept busy, too. I swallowed 2 loads and all together had 7 loads from being fucked. I managed two—the second was when I got double penetrated for the grand finale on a mattress in the play room while John took turns filming it and fucking my face. What made it even hotter is that I was lead off the sling with a blindfold on and didn’t know what was going to happen. I was lead to the mattress and told to squat over reclining Enrique and sit down on him as Mario guided it in. I rode for 20 minutes until my legs started giving out and then was grasped by Enrique’s strong arms to lie chest to chest and make out. Enrique murmured in my ear that I was the best anniversary present he had ever gotten and he had a gift for me. He spread my ass wide and I could feel someone force himself in me doggy. That person was Mario who took delight taking off my blindfold as well as biting the nape of my neck, pinching my nipples and talking dirty to me. The extreme stimulation made me spew cum all over Enrique and with that they both shot deeply. The men gave me a brand new butt plug to use when the festivities ended. It slid right in and I felt especially lewd putting my clothes on after toweling off. John said I couldn’t shower as they had marked me with their scent and I should sleep in that way. All three drove me back to my hotel as it was getting to be close to dawn. As we approached the hotel, John asked if I had heard the one about the beautiful paraplegic woman who got fucked? Shaking my head no he continued. “A beautiful woman in a wheel chair was at a pier one evening lamenting her lack of a sex life. A dashing man who was fishing struck up a conversation with her. She eventually confessed that she had never been fucked and he asked if that was what she really wanted. A single tear ran down her face as she said yes. The strong buck picked her up out of the wheelchair, kissed her tenderly, stared in her eyes, and then threw her into the ocean. Now you are fucked, he said.” “That’s a bad one!” I groaned. “Yes it is, but it is somewhat applicable.” He noted. I guess I had a confused look. He kissed me as he parked and then explained, “I promised I would give you what you want and what you need. You wanted to get fucked, but you needed to get pozzed.” That got my attention! I stammered “What?” John continued “you told me that you are used to bare sex with your ex, that you have missed out on getting fucked bare for years, you said you would love to get even with him. Now that we are done with you, you will be able to get fucked bare all you want and if you sleep with your ex, you can stealth him like we did you and pay him back for being a shit.” I guess I was in shock. I asked, “Stealthed”? John just nodded and said “we may have started with condoms but all came in you without condoms on. I have an undetectable viral load so that is why I needed the guys’ help tonight to make sure you are knocked up.” I cried and said this is NOT what I wanted or needed. I told him he would never get away with this and I would never rest until he was punished. John said he wasn’t even from LA and was just borrowing a friend’s house that was out of town. They all got out of the car and surrounded me. They all held me and nuzzled and kissed me. Despite the duplicity, I found myself responding. John told me to sleep with the dildo inside me and Enrique seconded that. “I want our DNA to bond with yours and we are a part of you now.” Mario knelt under me right in the parking lot and said “I want to swallow your negative seed as it will be a limited vintage now.” John and Enrique took turns deep kissing me and talking in my ear about how proud they were of me, how I was an excellent boy and other praise. Mario moaned as I filled him with one of my last negative loads. I staggered into the hotel and slept in until well after noon. I was very sick a few months later and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why. When I felt better I opened a package that had been on my dresser for weeks from “Daddy” with no return address. In it I found a DVD titled “My Conversion” It had tons of still shots and video including close ups of the guys taking off their condoms and a few money shots of them pulling out, shooting against my hole then ramming in. It was hot to watch and I realized what was done was done. Now I had to get my ex back in bed for his own special night!

I kept quiet and didn’t say anything to Sky at my appointment Monday about the weekend with Louis. I wasn’t sure if Louis’ comment about not wanting a gay relationship extended to even being friends. Friday, while I was at lunch I sent off a message: “weather good tomorrow, want to go riding?” I figured it would be a good way to show him that being buds or fuck buds was fine with me. I was sitting in a bar with a couple friends later that evening and got a message back. “sounds fun. or we can fix something in your garage ;)” Louis replied. I smiled and was happy that sex wasn’t off the table. But, I had moved too fast the previous weekend so I wasn’t going to make that mistake again. A few messages back and forth and I told him I would meet him at his place at nine the next morning. I was up early and made it to Louis’ apartment about fifteen minutes early. I pulled off the helmet and my leather jacket and leaned against the bike. As I started to type out a message telling him I was there, he came out with a cup of coffee for me. “Gimme five and I’ll be ready” Louis said. I sipped my coffee and waited and he came back down, his jacket over his shoulder wearing a tight tank top, jeans and the flawless boots. His beard looked even shaggier than the week before. “Do you shine those things before you go riding?” I asked. “Gimme a fuckin' break. I don’t ride everywhere I go like you do. I spend more time on trains than bikes” Louis replied back to me scowling. “Let’s see if we can fix that. You need to be back any time soon?” I inquired. “Nope, but I didn’t bring anything if we’re overnighting it” he said with a laugh. That hadn’t crossed my mind but might be fun some other time. I guzzled the last of the coffee down and he held out his arm to take the mug from me. “Ah, Sky finished it. Looks great” I said, noticing the completed tattoo. “Thanks, I’m happy. Now I’m trying to figure out what to do for my next one” Louis said as he opened the car and put the mug inside. He locked it up and then put his jacket on before wheeling his bike out. We took off and tried to avoid all of the Saturday morning traffic. I knew a nice route that should be mostly quiet after the first hour. I normally ride pretty quick, but I wasn’t really sure that was Louis’ style. Our previous ride had been in the city where you’re just trying not to get run over while still looking cool. I pulled in to a gas station to fill the bikes and grab some water or gatorade to stay hydrated as the temperature kept rising. We chatted for a few minutes and then jumped back on the road. I went a bit faster and Louis kept on my tail even when the road got a bit twisty. I was having a lot of fun and I hoped that Louis was too. We had another gas stop and asked “Interested in some lunch?” Louis nodded, so I hopped back on and took off. Twenty or so miles later, I pulled into a bar I knew of that was just off the highway and not too far from a university. It was mid afternoon and I was hot and sweaty and needed a break. I had been here a few times and always had a good time. The clientele was a mixture of locals, bikers and the occasional college guys that wanted to pretend they were badasses for a few hours. We went in and I ordered a pint of beer. Louis insisted on just iced tee saying that he never drank when he was riding. “That’s cool. I like to have one during a break especially if I’m grabbing food. The bratwurst here is great, that’s what I’m having” I replied. We sat down at a table and a few minutes later the bartender brought over our brats. We ate them down while joking about the other customers. They were all in clumps - three older farmers at the bar, seven bikers had pushed a couple tables together, four preppy looking college guys sitting at a table rubbernecking in the back and then us. We finished our food and my beer was almost empty. Louis got another iced tea and was half way done with it when one of the college guys got up and headed to the basement where the bathrooms were. I waited a few seconds and tapped Louis on the arm. “If you’re up for some fun, let’s go downstairs” I said. I left my jacket on the back of the chair and started to the stairs, Louis was behind me after gulping his tea down. I got downstairs and watched the college guy walking towards the end of the building instead of down the hall to the bathrooms. The basement was divided into 3 areas, divided by walls. First was the bathrooms, second was a large room that looked like it could hold banquets. The last was a smaller area that had a partial wall and looked a little like a storage area. I followed the college guy into the storage area and once inside I leaned against the wall. “Looking for the bathroom or something a bit more fun” I asked the guy as I rubbed my bulge. He was right under the lone fluorescent light and it made it easy to check him out. He was blond and pale, around twenty years old, about five foot seven and on the skinny side. He wore a tee shirt and baggy shorts and a pair of sneakers. Well, normally he would be pale, but right now his face was bright red and he was shaking. He didn’t answer my question verbally, but I knew why he was there. “Bathrooms are back there, but I’m guessing you’re looking for some biker dick to suck” I said. Louis was now right next to me and as I moved into the center of the room he followed, the grin on his face getting bigger. “I don’t want any trouble, mister” the guy said, his eyes darting back and forth between Louis and I. “Nah, me neither. I was just hoping those pretty lips were looking for a cock or two. My buddy here just broke up with his girlfriend so I know he could use a good blowjob” I replied. Louis figured where I was going with this and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. I motioned with my hand the way past us to the bathroom and said “Your choice.” The guy walked up to Louis and slowly sunk to his knees on the cold tile floor. He hesitated a moment but then reached up and pulled Louis’ cock out of his underwear. I smiled back at Louis as the guy began to lick his cock. Both of us were sweaty from riding in the sun all day and I was sure that his cock had a nice salty flavor. I let him go for a few minutes before I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down. I pulled my cock out of the side of the pouch on the jockstrap that I had been wearing for nine days without washing it. It had a good funk to it as did my whole body. They guy pulled off Louis’ cock and moved over in front of me and I heard him mutter “fuck” quietly. “Just watch your teeth, it’ll be ok” I reassured him. It took a few attempts before he was able to suck me properly and not gag or bang the piercing on his teeth, but once he got going he was pretty good. It wasn’t his first time at the rodeo. He sucked a few minutes and went back to Louis. A few minutes later he was back on me. I pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on a box nearby and then said “Shorts too.” The guy didn’t hesitate and soon he was kneeling on the floor in front of me, sucking eagerly on my cock in just a gleaming white jockstrap. After a few minutes he was back on Louis’ cock and I moved behind him, raising his hips up. I kneeled down and looked his cute bubble butt over. It had fine wisps of blond hair over it and his hole was so inviting. I pulled his jock down and he stepped out of it. His cock was rock hard and his balls were hairless until they were resting in my beard as I started licking his hole. I heard him moan and I started poking my tongue inside his hole. I realized I had a packet of lube in my jacket, but that was upstairs. I got him lubed up with spit as best I could and then stood up. Louis’ eyes were glued to me as I rubbed my cock over the college guy’s hole. I pressed in and felt the flesh open up, my cock plowing deeper and deeper until I was planted inside his hole. “Fuck. You got him already” a voice said. I looked and it was one of the other bikers who had wandered down looking for some college ass or mouth. “Stick around, I don’t think he’ll mind a third” I said checking the guy out. He was probably in his late forties, just over six foot with his head covered with a bandana, a black tee, vest and black jeans. His beard hung down to his sizable gut, but I saw the grin and he nodded his head, watching us spitroast the college guy. I started to pump harder and forcing him all the way down on Louis’ cock. Soon I saw Louis fucking his face and hoped he was going to save his load for the guy’s ass. The thought of Louis shooting his load sent signals to my own balls. I hammered his hole and then shoved in all the way as my cock pulsed and sent spurts of cum into the college guy’s pussy. With his hole filled with my seed, I pulled out and saw that Louis was doing the same. We swapped ends and while our cock hungry college guy cleaned my cock, Louis slipped inside and pounded away. I was surprised how energetically our bottom was cleaning my cock and in only a minute he had replaced all the cum he found with a thin layer of spit. I motioned for the older biker to come over and take my place and saw he already had his cock out. I stepped away and tucked my cock back into the jock and buttoned up my jeans. The bottom was eagerly sucking away at the older biker’s cock. I saw Louis trying to hold off, but he growled and then flooded the guy’s fuckhole with his seed. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, since I didn’t know if the older biker was up for fucking after two strangers had bred the college boy’s hole. I shouldn’t have worried, with Louis pulling out the biker was quickly moving to take his place. Louis got the same thorough cleaning as I did and was zipping up a minute later. We both left the biker with the college guy and headed back upstairs. As soon as we appeared, one of the other bikers started moving towards the stairs. I saw that both the biker group and the college guys were staring at us. I just smiled and picked my jacket as Louis got his and we headed out. “Fuck, how did you know that was gonna happen?” Louis asked. I winked at him and said “You got to learn to read the room” as I hopped on and hit the starter. We took a scenic route along the river until we cut back towards the city. We pulled in to his apartment building just after nine. He pointed at a spot for me to park my bike. I followed him upstairs and once inside he pinned me to the wall and kissed me. When we finally stopped a few minutes later he said “That was an amazing day. A lot more fun than when I ride with the other guys I know.”

Part 92 - Looking for Financial Aid Paul sent a text and soon the door buzzed open. He and Ric walked into the lobby area and Paul stopped. “You’re legal, right?” Ric nodded and quietly said “Yeah.” “Good. Follow my lead. I’ve met this client once before and he wanted a couple guys tagging him this time. Normally I wouldn’t do a job like this with someone I’ve never met, but the client picked you out and had me set up this three-way. Don’t fuck it up or you’re gonna see a really bad side of me” Paul replied as the elevator door opened. The two stepped inside and Ric said “Don’t worry about me, I’ll just follow your lead. I’ll top, bottom, suck… whatever.” “Unless he wants you to suck me or me to fuck you, you’ll be nailing him hard and dumping as much of your boy cum into him. Uh… you’re on prep, right? Your ad said that you liked it raw and were versatile” Paul asked. “No, no prep” Ric answered looking down at the floor. “Huh? You’re not going to stay neg long being a bareback escort without prep” Paul said in and almost fatherly tone. “I’m poz” Ric replied quietly. “Damn. That was fast” Paul said with a chuckle. “Kinda like me. You doin ok with the meds?” Paul asked. “No meds. I’m doin good though” was Ric’s succinct reply. “FUCK! Toxic too? Nice! This guy is gonna have a deadly brew in him when we’re done” Paul said as he raised his hand for a high-five. “If the guy says anything about status, let me handle it. OK?” Paul said. “Uh… I have a biohazard tat over my cock. I crop it out of the pics I send out… I’ll try to cover it as much as I can” Ric said as the elevator stopped and the door opened. They walked down the hall and Paul whispered “He probably doesn’t know what it means, but yeah, don’t bring attention to it.” Paul tapped on door 7D and a few seconds later it opened. Ric saw the client standing there in just a towel. He was a white guy about forty with a decent tan, curly light brown hair and a lightly muscled body. He would later find out that the guy had strong legs and a firm butt from running nearly every day. “Hey, good to see you again” the client, Craig, said. “Last week I had so much fun, I just had to do it again and maybe kick it up a notch or two. Since my divorce I’ve been experimenting a bit and found out what fun I’ve been missing all these years. I was always curious about guys but I’ve been stuck with that she-devil since high school.” Paul rolled his eyes at Ric as Craig rambled on. He knew the guy was nervous but they were just there to fuck and go, not hear his life story and Paul had heard most of it last time. Craig finally stopped talking and looked both Paul and Ric over. Walking up to Ric, he traced his finger over Ric’s chest and up to fur on his chin and then winked at him. “Way better than your pics. You need some new ones, Austin. I do need to ask you though… you really are eighteen, right?” Craig said. Ric chuckled and said “Yeah, I am” realizing that even with the beard he still looked young. These were the first words that he had said since walking into the condo and the guy smiled. “Sexy voice, too. Are you guys really gay or do you just do it for the money? Neither of you sound gay” Craig said. Paul laughed and said “You don’t either but you sure seemed to like having a guy’s dick in your ass last time and that’s about as gay as it gets. Where do you want to play this time? No sense in spending all of your money just chatting.” “Bedroom, I’d like to maybe get fucked on the balcony too, if we have time” said Craig as he led them down the hall. Ric looked around the condo and it seemed a little disorganized with several boxes laying around. They got to the bedroom and Paul closed the shades a bit so that they weren’t completely visible from the neighboring buildings. “Whatcha looking for this time, Craig? It can’t be completely vanilla with a three way…” Paul said while he moved closer to Craig and stood off to his right side. Ric took his cue and moved in next to Paul and kissed Craig’s cheek and then moved over to his ear and nibbled on the earlobe. “Ooooh fuck… Now that I know I can take it, I want you to get rougher with me. Treat me like a slut. I always wanted to fuck hard with my ex, but she never let me” Craig explained. “Ahh, ok. You just want to bottom?” Paul replied. “Yeah, Maybe next time I can try fucking you, but it felt so good last time and it just about blew my mind when I felt you cumming inside me. I felt it seep out of me the rest of the day” Craig said. “Cool. Well, I like it rough and I’m sure Austin here won’t mind it. If we get a little too carried away, just let us know. Uh… what was your ex’s name?” Paul asked. “Tracy. Why?” Craig asked as Paul pulled Craig’s towel away and threw it on the floor. “That’s your safe word. Just say ‘Tracy’ and we’ll slow down. Say it twice and we’ll stop” Paul said pushing Craig back to the bed. Ric was a step behind Paul and was pulling his shirt over his head. Craig was sitting on the edge of the bed with Paul on one side and Ric on the other, their pants both sporting significant bulges. Paul took his shirt off and pulled Craig’s face to his crotch. Craig breathed deep and reached over to feel Ric’s growing bulge. “Fuck” Craig muttered as he leaned over and buried his face in Ric’s crotch and fondled Paul’s package. His hand fumbled as he tried to unbuckle Paul’s belt and after a few failed attempts Paul reached down and unlatched it. Craig had more success unbuttoning Paul’s jeans. Paul slipped off his shoes let the jeans drop before kicking them aside. Craig moved back over to Paul and was licking and gnawing at the fabric of his tight trunks, the outline of his rigid cock easily visible. Ric removed his shoes and dropped his jeans, leaving him standing there in just a yellow jockstrap. Paul hooked his thumbs around the trunks and pulled them down, freeing his cock and letting it slap Craig in the face. Craig’s tongue was lapping at Paul’s member, coating it with spit. Ric pulled his cock out of the side of the pouch of his jock, thinking that the waistband would obscure his biohazard tattoo. Paul reached down with both arms and hoisted Craig back on the bed, straddling his chest and feeding his cock to Craig’s eager mouth. Ric followed them on to the bed and began to suck on Craig’s balls before swallowing his five inch stiffie. Ric didn’t know if Craig was one of those guys that was done as soon as he shot, so he made sure that Craig didn’t get too close while he sucked and licked. He moistened his finger and traced down from Craig’s balls to his recently deflowered hole. Ric briefly wondered if Paul had been the one to take Craig’s anal cherry and poz him at the same time, just like Joe had done with him. He cleared his mind of the distraction and went to work opening up Craig’s hole. Craig was moaning and would occasionally clamp down on his finger. He pushed in a second finger and felt the hole relax a little more. He looked up just in time to see Paul turn his head back and mouth “You fuck him first.” Ric nodded, unsure if he was to fuck him missionary or flip Craig over to fuck him doggy. His question was answered when Paul leaned forward and started to slow fuck Craig’s mouth. Ric lifted Craig’s ass and spit on the hole before pushing three fingers in. Twisting and prodding, he stretched out the hole even more, knowing that Craig had probably never had anything near the size of his cock inside him. Adding more spit, he knelt between the splayed legs and rubbed his dripping cock over the waiting hole. He tapped Paul on the leg and mouthed “now” to him. Paul thrust his cock into Craig’s mouth and Ric pushed his thick, wet cock into his ass, stretching the ring around his cock head. Craig writhed at the sudden intrusion and his inability to breathe. The twisting of Craig’s body pulled Ric’s cock out of his ass so Ric pulled back the foreskin and added more spit to the precum on his cock head before he made a second attempt. He held on to Craig’s legs tightly this time and let him get used to the thick meat that was stretching his sphincter open. Ric had noticed that he seemed to leak precum a lot more when the guy he was fucking was not already poz and this case was no different. He was soaking Craig’s chute with viral precum and he stood there for over a minute before he used the precum-as-lube to push deeper. Ric began to drive in and out, feeling Craig try to wiggle and his body shake the deeper he got. He remembered that Craig said he wanted it rough, so his thrusts got more forceful. His body was slamming into Craig and sweat was dripping and flying off, covering both Paul and Craig. He pulled back and adjusted his angle and drove back in hard, hearing Craig yelp around Paul’s cock. After ten minutes of varied firm strokes Ric started pounding even harder. A few more minutes and he went as hard as he could. In less than a minute, Craig yelled out a cock muffled, but distinct, “TRACY!” Ric dialed it back for a few more minutes of drilling and then rammed in and felt his cock shoot ropes of infected cum deep into Craig’s abused colon. Ric stood there, gasping as his cock finally stopped pulsing and looked forward to see Paul twisted back staring at him in disbelief. Slowly, Ric pulled his cock out as Paul climbed off of Craig, smiling at him and giving Ric a wink. Ric grabbed Craig’s hips and flipped him over, feeling his body still quivering. Paul took his place behind Craig as Ric climbed in front, brushing his cummy cock over Craig’s lips. Craig was obviously still in a daze when Paul, crouched on his feet, pushed into the swollen hole. As if on autopilot, Craig started licking every part of Ric’s cock and balls. He seemed to spend extra time pulling back and releasing Ric’s foreskin, marveling at something he had never seen up close before. Paul’s cock wasn’t nearly as big as Ric’s, but Craig’s hole had tightened up in the short time it was empty. Paul loved fucking cum filled holes and knew that Ric had planted a large load inside. He was enjoying pounding Craig’s ass like he usually fucked. Their previous fuck had been slow and gentle the entire time as Paul opened Craig up. He wished he had been the first escort that Craig had hired to pop his cherry, but he was glad to be the second one to get his cock inside Craig. He loved the innocence that Craig had, and how he appreciated every new aspect of gay sex he was experiencing. Paul started fucking faster and harder, trying to mimic the intensity of Ric’s fuck. He pushed Craig down flat and was piledriving his hole. Ric was face fucking Craig in time to Paul’s thrusts, but the angle was bad and he wasn’t nearly as brutal. His crotch was dripping with Craig’s spit and Ric noticed that Craig was no longer fighting the abuse to his body. There was an occasional whimper, but mostly moans. Paul slammed in one last time and let out a guttural roar as his cock pumped another virus laden dose of seed deep inside. Paul collapsed on top of Craig, panting like a dog. Ric wasn’t sure what to do next and had his eyes trained on Paul. Without a cock in his mouth, Craig’s moaning was even louder but eventually it faded and he said “Oh fuck! That’s what I was talking about. I won’t be able to walk for days, but god I loved that.” “Who said you were done?” Paul asked. Ric got a big grin on his face and wondered what Paul was going to do next. After a minute, Paul rolled off Craig’s sweat soaked back, got off the bed and gestured to Ric. Ric moved around and pushed Craig’s legs wider and then dug his tongue into the cum filled hole. The mixture of their cum and Craig’s ass juice, covered his face and beard. While Ric feasted, Paul walked over and pulled the belt out of his jeans. He usually used cloth belts when he went to meet clients that weren’t into BDSM scenes (leather was always the preferred material for those other meetings). He then went over toward end of the bed and picked up the towel he tossed there earlier and walked back to the side of the bed. Ric stood up as he felt Paul get near, leaving Craig laid out flat on his stomach on the bed. Quickly, Paul looped the belt around Craig’s wrists and cinched the belt down. He pulled and dragged Craig over to the balcony door and motioned for Ric to move the chair to the middle. Ric positioned the chair and Craig found himself kneeling on it and bent over the back. Paul tied off the other end of the belt to one of the chair legs and then opened the shades all the way. Craig was staring out at the cityscape wondering how many of his neighbors were looking this way. Paul folded the towel and wrapped it around Craig’s eyes and tied it behind his head. Paul motioned for Ric to remove his jock and plow his cock back into Craig’s ass. “Holy FUCK!” Craig screamed out as Ric shoved all the way in with one hard stroke. Paul was motioning instructions to Ric and Ric started to mercilessly pound Craig’s hole again. Paul grabbed his phone out of his jeans and took a few pictures and a video of Ric raw fucking Craig’s ass and got a couple with Ric’s biohazard tattoo showing right above Craig’s wrecked hole and a ring of slightly pink cum around the base of Ric’s cock. None of the pictures had faces but showed what a cumwhore Craig had become in a short time. Ric had only been fucking for a couple minutes and Paul motioned him away. He pulled out and Craig whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Paul drilled his cock into the gaping hole for a few minutes and then they swapped again. Back and forth, a few minutes of each cock at a time until they couldn’t hold back any longer and it was time to breed again. Ric came first, adding more toxic sperm to Craig’s guts. He didn’t yell out or make any outward signal other than pushing in and holding his cock deep inside Craig’s ass and feeling his cock throb as his balls emptied their contents. Paul took his last turn on Craig, pounding him relentlessly and then added his cum to the mess. Ric slid his jock back on and then his jeans and shirt. He smelled of sex but he didn’t care. Paul pulled his cock out and slapped Craig’s ass. “Now you’re done, fucker” he said as he reached down and untied the belt before loosening it and removing it from Craig’s wrists. Leaving him blindfolded for a few more minutes, Paul got dressed too. Paul removed the blindfold and looked at Craig. “Time’s up. Hope you enjoyed it” Paul said. “Fuck! That was intense. I’ve never done anything like that before. That first part was hot and I loved being used like that, but the second part was so strange. I couldn’t see anything or move much. I hope no one saw me get fucked like that” Craig said. “Pffft, that’s nothing. It’s just a taste of bondage. If you want, we can try some of the more advanced stuff some other time. But for now, we’re done. I’m beat and you look like it too” Paul said. “Oh, yeah. I don’t think I could take any more today. My balls hurt from shooting so many times. I’m sure the sheets are soaked with jizz. Uh, your envelope is over there by the front door. It’s for both of you. Thanks, that was so much fun. I really wish I had tried this sooner. I wasted half my life trying to be straight” said Craig. Ric and Paul smiled back at him. “Paul, I will call you about another appointment. Austin, I’m glad you could come. Too bad you won’t be in town very long. That cock of yours is amazing - I’ve never felt so full” Craig said. “Thanks, I enjoyed it. I’m sure you’ll remember this for a long time” Ric replied. Ric and Paul walked out, Paul grabbing the envelope on the way. Once in the elevator he counted the money out and split it with Ric. “Not bad for two hours work. He even put in a tip. Here ya go. It was good working with you Austin. You really did surprise me. Next time you’re out this way let me know and maybe we can schedule a few jobs together and share our gift. I wouldn’t mind feeling that big cock in me, either” Paul said as they descended to the first floor. “Yeah, it worked out better than I thought it would. I may be moving out here later this summer so I’ll keep it in mind, but I don’t do a lot of escorting” Ric replied. They walked out of the building and Ric waited for his ride back to the hotel and Paul disappeared down the street.

As Todd rode the rush of his first slam his father stepped closer as his 35 year old cock was rock hard. Todd's father asked him if he'd like to suck a real man's cock as he prepared to administer his own slam. Todd didn't need much coaxing as he quickly opened his mouth allowing his father's 8" cock to slip into his mouth. Todd eagerly began to work his father's pole as he could see out of the corner of his eye his father slip the point into his vein, register a flash of blood before he administer his own slam. As his father coughed out a little bit of cum shot from his dick into Todd's mouth. Although Todd had sucked cock before this was his first taste of cum and he liked it the taste. As he continued to suck his father's dick his dad reached over and pushed his basketball shorts down revealing his son's nice, semi-hard cock. Todd was then asked how much me had done with another man, his father wanted to know he'd ever been fucked or had only done the fucking. Todd let his father's cock fall from his mouth as he let his father know that he had only fucked David a couple times and had never been fucked. Todd's father let him know he was about to be fucked for the fist time. Todd was positioned on his back as his dad began to eat his ass. Todd began to moan very loud as his father used his tongue to apply spit as lube for his eventual penetration. Once Todd's hole was nice and slick it was time to take his cherry. As his father's cock was positioned at his hole Todd was not aware of everything his father was about to give him. He asked Todd as his cock began to penetrate him if he always fucked David bareback. Todd had a puzzled look in his face as his father figured that he didn't know what 'bareback' meant and clarified asking if he never used a condom when be fucked David. Todd nodded yes as he felt himself being filled for the fist time. Although his father never met David in person, he had heard about him and knew him to be poz. After that night, so would his son. Todd got his first kiss from his father as he bottomed out bald deep. Todd then was on the receiving of his first fucking and he was loving it. What Todd didn't know was that when his father partied he was a cum machine. Once he started fucking be would begin a steady stream of cum. He knew that Todd's hole would be flooded with enough cum that he should convert him. As the night progressed the two shared another slam and his father made sure to reuse the same point he had used for his first slam to give Todd his second slam. Once his son was as poz as he was he knew that they'd be a formidable pair at the baths.

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

yeah i love it when im getting gangbanged and all the guys get into strangling me while they take a turn fucking me. a new set of hands wrapped around my throat with each new fucker. or on my hands and knees with a belt around my throat. also hot when one guy is fucking me and a different guy is fucking me. i recently had a group of guys using me and they kept saying dirty stuff about how they wanted to snuff me cause im such a dirty aids infested tranny whore.one guy said "im gonna strangle you to death and then im gonna keep fucking you till i blow my load in your hiv infested cunt" between stranglings they got me to beg them to snuff me and tell them what a dirty aids infested, std filled tranny whore i am. fun group. i like men that arent afraid to hit a bitchboy

Goatees and beards on tops and breeders are a definite yes!

I love hefty dudes! I get excited when their waist size is 40" or larger or they weigh more than 350 lbs. It's a major turn on for me when a hefty guy uses his weigh against me and pins me down and fucks me hard!

For a top vers like me when I see an ass with that vertical slit or the crinkled pouty lips. I know the bottom will be a good fuck

The range of answers is interesting. I have for quite some time, called my hole a pussy or cunt. In fact, I find the word "hole" demeaning and a turn-off, as much as some men find the words "pussy" or "cunt" a turn-off. I do not find the terms feminizing at all, but, quite the opposite, masculine in that I feel I'm taking ownership of my love to use my body to service top guys and be a cum receptacle. The words are incredibly eroticizing to me; when a top uses those terms as well, it just heightens my desire to service him. Plus, I feel he understands me much more.

Worked the past 3 months solid n did not get much cum. Work ended Monday n I was horned, turned on grindr got hit up by a chubby latino working 1300 ft away. Was on all 4s in jock when he showed up w a fat hard uncut 9” cock. He bred me 4 x. tuesday went to a 3 way n got more duck down my throat n some in my ass but no loads wednesday I saw a bud of mine doing a hotel gangbang, bred once & sucked a lot of cock today Tuesday’s guy comes over 9” fat dick n body of death low n behold he fisted me have me six loads n turns over n wants his cherry popped DAMN How could I resist

Part 2 When the guy fucking me pulled out his cock from my ass it was instantly replaced with another one that felt allot longer and thicker than the first. This guy bottomed out instantly driving me crazy and made me moan while still on the hot ass in front of me. The hulking man pulled out of the twink in the sling and I rushed to start lapping his diseaed hole not wanting to miss a drop. His load tasted amazing and from the cries and moans from the twink I knew I was doing a good job cleaning out his sloppy ass. The guy fucking me was starting to pick up more speed in my ass pulling out and slamming it back in making me dive into the twinks hole deeper and deeper. I was getting the fresh loads of the bear and the guy who just finished filling this hole and i was loving all of it. I looked around real quick and saw about 12 guys surrounding us including the bear from earlier and the hot hunk that just filled him up. My hole felt amazing and i could feel it getting thicker telling me this guys was about to let loose another load up my ass. To my joy he yelled that he was about to fill me with a fully loaded Aids load so I knew I was going to get my wish after tonight. I felt the warmness of this highly toxic load splatter the walls of my anus and it caused me to cum as well. I pulled my mouth away from the twinks ass and to my surprise there was a guy under me with his mouth open to catch my last neg load and I didnt see or hear him get under me. I got up from the floor and motioned for the Tall hink to follow me into the dark room there along with the rest of the group and said that I wanted to be double penatrated if anyone was up for it. Everyone was happy to hear it and the hunk climbed up onto the table that was in there ready to get the party started. I climbed up on top of him and made sure to clench as tightly as I could while sitting on his cock that I could feel him tearing the walls of my anus to make sure that I would convert. After bouncing on this great piece of man flesh for a bit I leaned forward to let the next guy up to add his diseased cock to my ass. I could feel that the next one had a thick PA and it felt amazing sliding up next to the other cock that impaled me. They both started to rock in unison and I was on top of the world. The guy beneath me offered me a bottle of poppers and I gladly accepted them to add more to this amazing feeling. With my head spinning, I didn't pay attention to the tourniquet that was being wrapped around my right arm and the needle being inserted into my vein. When I started to realize what was happening the guy beneath me pushed down on the plunger and injected me with a vial of his blood into me. When he told me this I was so happy and I started to make out with him as out other company started to fuck me with much gusto. I could feel both of them cum in unison and I was on a cloud as another hit of poppers was administered to me. The one who was fucking me started to go soft and started to pull out of me while the one I was riding remained hard so I stayed on his spear of a cock and could feel our next fucker climb up and add his cock to the mix. This went on for what felt like hours and I was sure that I had just about all the guys that were in the club at the time fuck me and load me up with their seed. I was ready for a brief break and went to the counter to buy a butt plug to help keep the loads I had inside for as long as I could. When I got to the counter the guy that was manning it asked to bend over and show him my hole so he could find one of the right size for me. I climbed up onto the counter and let him inspect my ass. I looked around and saw him as he was poking his finger in my puffy hole and I could see some of the cum with a pink tint knowing I bled a bit and he licked his finger clean. He went over and grabbed a nicely large butt plug and he said he would pay for this himself if I would let him add his toxic load to the mix already in me. I smiled at his offer and accepted it gladly. He pulled me into the back room and layed me on my back onto the desk. I watched him strip as fast as he could and I was wide-eyed at the biggest cock that I have seen in a while and surest would be the biggest I will have taken so far tonight. I begged for him to be as rough as he wanted to be with me and as he lined his cock up to my hole I caught a glance at a nice red biohazard tattoo right on the head of his cock. As promised he was rough with me and I loved it. He kept on slamming right on into me with no mercy and kept me drugged up with a fresh bottle of poppers it was amazing. I loved the sound of his balls hitting me and the feeling of his large cock hitting my prostate it made me cum all over him and myself. He didn't miss a beat as he scopped up my cum and lick it up and feed it directly into my mouth. His tongue pushed in deep transferring all of what might just be the last neg load I will shoot and I couldn't wait for a taste of my load when I was truly infected. I clenched my ass as he made out with me and it was enought to send him over the edge with one final thrust. Once he was done breathing hard he grabbed a larger butt plug than what he had chosen earlier and inserted it straight away once his softening cock slid out of my hole. Man you are a great fuck and whenever you decide to come in next just give the person at the desk my name if i'm not at the desk and they will let you right on in. Turned out his name was Alex and he was one of the owners of the franchise for the club. I walked out of his office feeling well fucked and greatly filled with poz cum. I went around to the other spots in the club and enjoyed everything I saw looking forward to getting ready for the next round on my ass to begin.

I was travelling in the west coast, got on GrindR and got a few hits but most of them flaked out. After posting an ad on doublelist, I got a couple good hits, but one was a black guy looking for an anon ass to breed while the other was a white guy who got off on rough throatfucking and giving a throatpie. They were both looking for right now so I asked them if they were cool walking in if someone else was already there using me, and both of them didn't mind so I started getting ready and gave them the room number The black guy arrived first, I was in my jockstrap waiting door unlocked ass up head down blindfolded and lubed. Without a single word he started thrusting into me. It hurt like hell, I asked him to go slow but he was having none of it and threw away my hand and start fucking hard. I just grit my teeth and powered through the pain. The other guy arrived after like 2-3 mins, wasted no time undressed and just got in front of me still getting pounded, told me to open up and started gagging my throat deep. The black guy must have been turned on by hearing me gag because he blew his load in my ass very soon after the other guy started fucking my throat. It was very hot for me feeling his cock pulse inside me, while having this other guy fucking my throat and making me gag. He just zipped up and left, not a single word was said by this black guy and he has just blown his load into me. I could feel his load starting to drip down my balls. At that point the white guy told me to turn around and head my head off the edge of the bed as he was going to really rape my throat and breed it. I complied, and got what is probably the hardest throat fuck I've ever had in my life. The guy was relentless and would push me way past my comfort zone. He held my arms most of the time so I could not fight back, and pumped my throat just like he would pound my ass. A lot of gagging and choking was involved and was quite uncomfortable, but I felt happy being utterly used while at the same time feeling the other guy's cum drip little by little from my ass. The end was pretty intense and hot. He was really going to town and giving my throat a pounding that would have still made me flinch if it was my ass. I had trouble breathing and threw up a little bit but he didn't care and kept pounding and came balls deep to a huge loud grunt (I'm sure people in other rooms heard that lol). He was holding my head down with both hands when he came and I really thought I was going to pass out from lack of air. He left very quickly after pulling out of my mouth and told me to hit him up next time i'm in town. I felt so dirty and used with cum dripping from both holes, but also very happy being used like I deserve and fulfilling my role in life.

PART 16 After we had caught our breath, we untangled ourselves and i got up on wobbly legs to try to find my clothes. The day had been hotter than anything i could have imagined but now i was starting to have that guilty voice in my head, not to mention my hole was wrecked and my legs felt like jello. I think being more experienced, they had seen young conflicted guys like me before. They were both extremely nice and almost gentle in the way they helped me ease out of the room. Ron insisted on giving me his phone number, which was approved by my original Top man. He seemed happy even that Ron and i had so obviously liked each other. I got back to my place and slipped into my bedroom and stripped off, planning to shower. But as i laid down and stretched out, part of me was enjoying my current state. The mix of man sweat and ass and cum and lube was making me relive the entire day. I was very aware that i had two different men’s semen inside me. HIV positive semen. And now not just from one guy, but two guys. And now here i was hard again just from thinking about it. And when i gently fingered my cummy hole, it just made me regret having left. What was i going to do? It was like i couldn’t control it, like i needed it. Getting fucked had unlocked something inside me. And taking it raw, there was something about it that made such a difference. Something about knowing it was skin on skin, that another man was in me with no barrier, and that i was giving him my hole to cum in. That magical moment was always the thing that replayed in my head, the moment when they would cum inside me. I loved all of it, but there was something about just knowing i was giving them the opportunity to cum in me, and that they wanted to, and that something made me want it so bad. So bad that even if they were HIV positive, i was gonna beg for it anyways. Admitting that to myself made me feel gulilty and it also made me rock hard. The turn on of it all won out though. It won out every time i got fucked and even now in my room as i jerked off. I jerked off thhinking about Ron giving me another fucking. And after i was a little uncomfortable that the hiv part had played big in my fantasy. I decided to sleep in my cummy mess and wait til tomorrow to wash their scent off of me. And i was already thinking to myself if tomorrow would be too early to call Ron, even as his fresh cum was still soaking into my guts.

The leather bar was crowded with guys in leather or rubber wearing chaps, long and short ones, jocks, different colors of hanky’s and a couple wearing collars. I was more the shy submissive type, but open for erotic scenes with the right person or atmosphere. I was wearing jeans and a T-Shirt, yet still looked cool since I have a nice body, at 6’2, 210 lbs, with a nice bubble butt and 9 inch package, which was hidden in the jeans. After checking the scene trying not to feel uncomfortable, the bartender said, I would have more fun in a hot outfit, so why not check-out the store in the back; he was nice enough to give me a 50% discount card to entice me to go there. After the last sip of beer, I headed to the shop. It was the usual; kind of small with 2 rows of fetish clothes, toys from the small to XL dildo’s & plugs, masks, blindfolds, magazines, lubricants, restraints and so on. I walked about, checked a few prices and admired one of the largest dildos. The sales clerk was hot looking dressed in black rubber chaps, jock, and rubber tank top. He came over to chat and check out what interested me, asking if I liked big toys with a smile. I said yeah, but probably not this big. You never know if you do not try, and asked if I liked anything else in the store. He noticed I liked what he was wearing and eyed me up and down; I think I can find something that would fit you and your character he said. He stated it would be the perfect outfit for me. He saw my hesitation and nervousness and walked to the door and closed it. Smiled and led me to a row of rubber clothes. He picked the short thigh high chaps with two brown stripes down the sides. He convinced me to try them with a bit of protest. The changing area was in the corner with a 3 sided mirror and no curtain. Standing naked, my totally smooth body and shaved cock, balls, and ass surprised him. I had worked my nipples over the years and they were thick and long protruding about a ½ inch. He said I was full of surprises with a wink. He squirted lotion in his hand and massaged my shoulders, back and chest. This helped me slide a very tight rubber tank which only had a small strip of rubber in the middle chest area up to the collar over my head. He chose one which was one size too small which cut under my chest pushing muscle and fat up making it seem as if I had tits and leaving my hard puffy nipples exposed. To finish this off, he pulled more muscle and fat tissue up making more of my tits hang over the tight black rubber tank top. I was getting horny and felt sexy with my cock leaking precum, which he of course noticed. Again the clerk greased his hands and rubbed my thighs and ass, I moaned as his finger hit my hole. The lotion helped the chaps slide up my thighs and fit very snug and under my butt checks. As I looked into the mirror, I could see my bubble butt more pronounced and my tits hanging nice against the black rubber. I liked how white my tits and ass looked against the black rubber. The clerk added a studded rubber collar around my neck and rubber wrist bands with one an orange stripe and the other with a brown stripe. I looked more than hot, but told him I was uncomfortable with the brown and orange strips, which signaled I was into scat and anything goes. He spoke soft and slowly and told me how hot I was, his hands caressed my ass and I slowly bent over. He mentioned how submissive I had become and told me to stay bent over and wait. I could see him in the mirror as he came back holding a fat butt plug with a rubber tube. He was again surprised that the butt plug went into my ass fairly easy, and I moaned loudly to show my pleasure. He began pumping the ball attached to the tube. Instead of inflating I felt hot liquid being squirted in my hole. The plug stayed in my hole as he led me to a chair and told me to sit in a direct manner. I sat down with the plug going in further. He came back with some boots and a rubber jock also with an orange stripe, and asked if I was having fun. The smile on my face said yes, and I felt tingly, warm and relaxed all over. He said my hole could take more than he thought, and I nodded in agreement. As a final touch he had a little dye kit and proceeded to dab my nipple area making a reddish/brown 1.5 inch wide areola. He said it would last 2-3 days even if wet. From another bag he produced a fake tattoo which said PIG and pasted it on my right ass check as I stood up. He said I would make a hot pig slave and asked if I wanted to smoke some T which he had already gave me in my ass. I nodded and we walked to a little storage room where we smoked, or I should say I did. I wanted to stop, but he kept lighting another pipe. I was feeling relaxed and losing all inhibitions as seconds ticked by. He took out the plug and showed me a rubber latex glove. I smiled and bent over to the sounds of latex stretching over his hand and a plastic bottle squirting lube. He handed me some poppers as I felt his fingers at my hole. Normally it takes time to fist me, but he kept the pressure on and pushed hard as I banged forward against the wall. I was gasping and hitting more poppers as his fist past my sphincter. He said to breathe and take and big popper hit. His fist was going half way out and back in as I started to accept and relax. He said to take a deep popper breath up to five seconds, hold it, a repeat 5 times. He counted the popper hits as my head spun. He yanked his fist out and I yelled as he punched it back in hard making me hit the wall in front of me again. He repeated this and after 5 of these hard thrusts his rhythm slowed as he easily fisted me my loose asshole. I was catching my breath and coming down from the poppers as he stopped and he patted my ass. He said he likes sub guys with hungry holes which I took as a compliment. My hole felt the cool air as it stayed a bit open and we shared a few more T hits. I put on my jock, looked at myself in the mirror. Fixed my hair, and was very pleased with orange and brown stripped rubber outfit, tits sticking out with large fat reddish/dark nipples, and a protruding bubble butt. The clerk said the clothes and poppers are on the house, kissed me and put a handful of lube in my ass and said he wanted to dominate me later, I responded with smile and left. I reentered the bar area, walked straight through the crowd, who defiantly noticed a tall guy wearing a collar, pig tattoo with large man tits & nipples and bubble butt looking for attention. The beer tasted good and the bartender complemented me on my outfit, and said love the tits. The rubber tank top pushed them up nice and I could squeeze a large handful. I walked to the side of the bar, leaning a little forward thrusting my ass out. Guys would walk by, pinch it, and a few complimented me on my outfit and colors telling me to follow them to the darkroom downstairs. The T hits took care of my shyness as hands rubbed my butt. As a few fingers found my well lubed hole, they would hmmm and say niicceee and I parted my legs wider, teasing them, moaning as fingers darted over my ass and into my hole. I was amazed how this outfit attracted so much attention. One guy got close to me, whispered in my ear, tongued it, and slowly stuck his long neck beer bottle in my ass, took it out licked it and said he’d wait for me downstairs. I was feeling great, as I walked shaking my ass to the stairs leading to the darkroom. It was dimly lit with a TV showing porn in the far corner. I could barely see shadows of guys. It smelled musky and I could hear butt slapping and heavy breathing sounds. Few guys were on their knees giving blowjobs and others standing against the walls. I walked about and noticed a bed with plastic covers and a few partitions with guys behind them get blow jobs. In the distance I heard more guys coming down stairs. The room was filling up covering what little light there was. I bumped into a sling hanging from the ceiling. It was dark, but I could just see a bit as my eyes adjusted. I stood by the sling taking off my jock and took a few loud hits of poppers which others could hear as I snorted. I felt a hand then a second and maybe a third on my ass, I moaned signaling that I liked it. Other hands pinched my nipples and pulled them hard while I felt a warm mouth on my cock. I said oh yeah, yeah numerous times, moaning, wiggling my ass, opening my mouth as a tongue hit my tongue. Fingers kept going in and out of my hole, sometimes 1, 2, 3, and 4, roughly stretching my hole in the darkness. I was being kissed hard as I felt pressure against my hole and I took a big loud popper hit which signaled I want more. I spread my legs apart and felt a pop as the unknown fist slid up my asshole. Before I knew it I was being raised up with a fist in my ass and placed in the sling; my legs put into stir-ups. I was still moaning and saying yeah, oh yeah. I could see the silhouettes of guys at my side stroking their cocks and the one fisting me. They could hear me taking more popper hits. My hole was making loud sloppy noises as the fister was turning his hand from side to side, in and out. The slings chains were creaking as I was swaying forward and back being fisted slowly. I heard the sound of a squeezed plastic bottle and felt cool lotion all around my hole. Someone stretched my arms back to the side and fastened them to the sling. The stir-ups were moved wider apart allowing better access to my hole. I was completely tied spread eagle at their mercy. My breathing was heavy as I said, poppers, poppers. I felt a capsule under my nose, and the guy said sniff hard which I did, but he said harder and I felt a stinging sensation in my nostril, then another capsule was in my left nostril which I greedily sniff in my hazed state. This was repeated once more when I heard the guy say that ought to do it as he put the T away. My head was held still as a very wet pooper ball was being inserted in each nostril. My head was spinning, I was in a dark haze, breathing heavy and saying oh yeah numerous times as the fister slowly fisted me asshole. My fat nipples were being pulled hard, and two guys were taking turns fisting me, switching left hand to right hand, from slow to fast from punch fisting to slow fisting. The poppers were hitting me hard and I could feel more pressure every second or third punch and then gasped as two fists were jammed in my hole. My body bucked back and forth, they guys told me to breathe slowly while my ass accepts both fists. They also were calling me a pig, squirting more lube in my ass. My nipples were still being pulled as the sling began to move back and forth very slowly. The double fists slowly moved forward and back, only half way out and back in. Stretching my sphincter more than ever and finally the fisting stopped, and the fists were removed. My hole felt the cool air as it stayed partially open. The sling stopped moving, popper balls were taken out of my nose, and I was being kissed forcefully and a warm mouth was on my cock. I was again moaning as a cock entered my stretched out hole. Someone lit a cigarette or a pipe and I could see a long haired tattooed guy fucking my hole and said he had taken T all day and will piss up my hole. Again I felt the warm and tingling sensation. Tied spread eagle to the sling I could not move as two more guys pissed up my hole giving me more T sending my head spinning The sling chains were making noise; instead of being released the front of the sling was being raised at an angle. A light in the distance was turned on, giving a bit more light. I could see a guy taking a large scoop of Crisco and spreading around and in my hole. It felt cool and nice. A pipe appeared in front of my mouth and my balls were squeezed so I inhaled deep and was told to hold it for 30 seconds. This was repeated 3 or 4 times. The smile returned to my face as capsules filled with T was given to each nostril. I was getting off being told what a pig I was as 2 wet popper balls entered my nose again. I opened my mouth wide trying catch a fresh breath of air, but a rubber ball with a strap was placed in my mouth and strapped around my head. This made sure I inhaled poppers with each breath. I could see the grin by the guy smearing large amounts of Crisco and J-Lube from a bottle on my hole. He was grinning as he was lubing his hands and arms. My butt was angled down so he could push straight and up as the sling swayed upwards. I was flying enjoying his fingers. He was telling me to let loose, relax, let the body take it. He was going deep and the poppers were beyond belief. My hole was opening up as he was so gentle. I did not notice he was all the way to the elbow and a bit further as the sling swayed towards him. Others egged him on to fist the pig which turned me on. Pressure increased, but not as before, but I still gasped as his second fist entered my ass. My breathing was very heavy as new wet popper balls were added to each nostril. These popper balls were thicker and stretched my nostrils. Almost immediately my body was bucking and humping his fists. He took this as a signal to give me more. My tits and nipples were being pulled on harder than ever. Of course the guys around were calling me pig, slut pig, cunt, fucking pig whore. I was being punched fisted with two fists and with each sway of the sling my hole accepted more and more of double fisting and my nipples hurt from the stretching. Eventually, my hole gave up resistance and my hole accepted the double fisting with sloppy sounds with each thrust. The noise from farting air, sloppy lube sounds were turning me on and all I could do was moan and meet each thrust. The sling was moving quickly back and forth, as my hole was being abused. My ass was stretching wider as the motion of the sling forced the double fists further in my ass. The onslaught finally stopped and my hole gaped open. Lighters were used to get a good look. I laid my head back, breathing poppers slowly in and closed my eyes. The long haired tattooed guy came back, fingered my sloppy hole, and inserted his fist easily without resistance and he slid his cock along side is hand. He held his cock in my hole while he pissed in my ass while others watched. The Sales clerk was there who whispered in my ear, that I was incredible. The lights came on and he announced it was 4:00 and the bar is closed. A few guys complained, but all slowly went upstairs. I was still hooked in the sling and closed my eyes and enjoyed being naked spread eagle and feeling cool air on my gaping hole. I found out later the sales clerk said he was my master to the guys upstairs and would have a private after hours party for only kinky dominate guys. In essence he pimped me out for $50 for each person that wanted to party. The guys that stayed went into the shop for supplies and come down the stairs. Six guys entered the lit darkroom wearing black rubber masks totally naked. The lights were dimmed, but I could see pretty well, and they looked hot as hell. The clerk came over to me. He also looked hot in the black rubber mask, and said from now on to call him master and I was his slave, who will do anything he says or he would punish me. I said yes master. He unhooked me from the sling, and helped me up. I was shaky, piss and lube was running out of my ass. I was led over to the bed where larger dildo´s awaited my ass. One was very tall, 20inches and 3 inches wide at the top and quickly went to 4 and then 5 inches. I was told to bend over as more lube was added. The dildo was on the floor as I then kneeled on it accepting the upper 3inch wider part easily. I was given a blind fold and left there for a few minutes. I heard the guys tell me to rock up and down, which I slowly did, but only 1 or inches went in and out. My master told me to hold out my arms. I heard other guys light lighters and snort which I assumed was for some T. Master told me I would be buzzing now as I felt a prick in my arm. The rush hit me quickly. A very strong warm sensation, which made we expel my breath. I felt more relaxed and horny than before. The blindfold came off and I heard my Master say to start filming. Here I was, six guys horned up, wearing black rubber masks and me on a fat dildo. As a final touch wet cotton popper balls were stuffed in my nose. Once the rush hit I was humping the dildo, grunting, trying to slide as much as I could down the dildo. The poppers were making my body buck up and down. A cock was stuffed in my mouth which I sucked noisily, gagging as it hit my throat. My mouth switched from cock to cock, grunting. They called me piggy names and I loved it, all the while the dildo was going deeper which I never noticed. Hands would hold the back of my head and they would gag me and throat fuck me. Two guys were fucking the guys I was sucking from behind, hot cum shot in my mouth and Master said to open my mouth to show the cum while they filmed me swallowing. One guy shot his load in the guys ass, and my Master said to eat the load out of the ass. I was grunting like a pig, as a shit covered cock was placed in front of me. I hesitated to suck it as a flogger from my master hit my backside. My mouth opened and the shit covered cock was pushed in. My lips wrapped around the shaft, it tasted bitter, as I cleaned it thoroughly, licking it clean. A hairy ass appeared which smelled of shit and I could see brown smear in the crack. My tongue was out of my mouth ready as I felt a hand on the back of my head pushing me between the dirty hairy crack. The popper balls in my nose hid the smell as I licked deep into the hole. Shit was on my mouth cheeks and chin as I looked up and closed my eyes as hot piss washed my face and I drank as much as I could to wash down any shit in my mouth. I was kneeling as my legs were pulled up and out in front of me. I screamed as my full weight was now on the dildo forcing my hole wider and I slide 5 inches down the shaft. My butt was stretched 5 inches wide and 15 inches deep. The guys were yelling for me to take it, and additional wet popper balls were added in my nose. I was smiling and wiggling my ass as the last inches went in. It was incredible feeling. I was a bit delirious as my Master laid me back on the bed which has plastic sheets. I laid back and the dildo would ease out a few inches, but a masked guy would slide it back in place. My legs were pushed over my head and spread wide apart. A rope from the ceiling came down to tie my legs over my head keeping my ass exposed which was stretched wide with the fully inserted dildo. My Master told one of the guys to go into the store and get the display dildo which he uses as a door stopper. In the meantime the tattooed guy was squatting over my face. I could see his puckered hole and heard the farting as his hole slowly opened. My mouth was open wide as he eased shit out which landed in the back of my throat. I hesitated to swallow until, master hit me with the flogger, but some still eased from my lips to the side of the bed. Master switched punishments and tied my balls tight with a ball stretcher. My balls were compacted and exposed which he abused until I started swallowing shit directly and quickly. The faster I swallowed the less I tasted. The display dildo has a rounded top which was a good 5inches wide, and widened to 6 and 7 inches and was tall as a table; I do not think it was meant to be used as a dildo. Master pulled the dildo out of my ass. It left a huge gaping hole. He asked if anyone need to piss and 3 guys proceeded to piss in my gaping hole. I was more than high and the T piss just added to it. More lube was added to my hole; my hole gave little resistance to my master piston fisting and double fisting me as a warm up for the display dildo. He held the massive dildo with both hands and placed the dildo at my hole and pushed forward and I pushed out, when I stopped pushing out it went in a few centimeters. Other guys were rubbing my stomach, pulling my nipples; the stretch in my hole was not painful, as I was totally relaxed from T and loose. I would grunt and push out numerous times as my master kept the pressure on. The guys were quiet as my hole stretched wider. I totally relaxed my legs apart as the massive dildo was moved 3 inches forward and back. One of the masked guys took the back end of the dildo while my Master kneeled over me with his balls and cock on my nose. I could see his hole puckering as a fart exited. My tongue licked his asshole as he squeezed out a long thick hard log. My mouth opened wide, and the shit filled it completely. He put more popper balls in my nose and told me to bite it off. I sucked on the warm log and bite it and chewed as fast as possible and swallowed a large amount. My legs were still tied wide and back over my head, the massive dildo was rocking back and forth 3-5inches in and out. My hole was adjusting while guys were filming, petting my cock and balls, petting and licking my nipples. Master said good slave while I swallowed the first part of the log and gently patted my forehead and said good slave as my mouth opened for more shit. The tattooed guy mixed a hard T slam which further sent me to the edge. Master got up, picked some shit off the plastic, put it in my open mouth and inserted the rubber ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around my head. He ordered the guys to untie me and pick me up and make sure the dildo stays in my ass, which was only 6 inches in me, to the sling. He turned the music up, gave me more popper balls, and tied my legs spread apart and hands to the sling. The dildo was crotch height and Master held it there as a big strap-on. He moved his hips back and forward, the sling swayed back and forth, my weight in the sling made it come backwards quickly which Master pushed against sending the dildo further in my hole and the sling rocking forward. I was grunting loud and the guys were yelling to take it. My eyes were large; the rubber gag forced me to breathe through the wet popper balls, with each deep breath I was sent to popper heaven. My hole stretched further as the fucking rhythm was increased. Sloppy noises were coming from my ass as he took it all out and forced it back in. My hole stayed gaped open for each thrust. My hole was being ruined and I was enjoying the perversion of it. The party was soon over as I lay still, tired, in the sling. Guys were leaving; I was untied, and helped to stand up. My master brought a bucket of water and gave me a sponge bath. It felt nice as the warm water washed my body from head to toe. My butt was still gaping since I could feel the sponge dropping in my hole as it passed over it. I walked slowly upstairs to put on my jeans and shirt. The tattooed guy, whose name was Jim, was still there and said he, lived around the corner where I could rest. I agreed and was soon at his apartment and on the bed lying on my stomach, resting my head on the pillow. The T was still making me relax and I enjoyed Jim massaging my shoulders, back, butt and legs. His hand would pass over my hole and I would wiggle my ass and moan. His fingers reached my hole and my butt lifted upwards signaling him to enter my ass. We stayed in bed for the rest of the day massaging my hole. At some point Jim was on his stomach, my face was deep in his crack placing my lips around his asshole, he was moaning, and the more I sucked he knew what I wanted as shit eased out. I kept my face in his crack and ate his entire load. Our lives changed as I am a slave to two dominate perverted masters. They keep my hole stretched which is now has a 3 inch long slit like a pussy and my diet contains daily shit. I look forward to each day offering my ass and mouth for them to use.

So this is just the foreplay. Would love some feedback as there are so many directions to go after this. Thanks for reading. -sewerffag@gmail.com I’ll just get right down to it, cuz that’s what we’re here for right? So my meth dealer is fucking sexy/sleazy/I’d fuck him when I’m sober/I drool over him when high and is the kinda confident macho bro that knows it. I’d guess he’s right around 40 but his demeanor and look is younger, as if he’s not maturing past his early 30s. He works out plenty, and while he's definitely always high, he handles his drug well, so well that he’s made it apart if his swagger, upping his sex appeal (course this aspect probably only appeals to meth users). Now, he’'s definitely straight because he always has hungry, territorial bitches hangin on him when I come to pick up, but like most straight guys who know they're hot, hung, and have an inflated ego (false or otherwise) he teases the fags shamelessly. Whores for attention, and I’m a sucker for an attention whore. One Friday afternoon when I am over to pick up, I know he’s horny and in a mood because he is shirtless and wearing these navy blue Gym shorts (why is it always gym shorts?) that he sags, showing off some nice furry crack and about an inch of what looks like dingy CK boxer briefs. I’ve seen these shorts numerous times but it dawns on me just now that if he didn’t sag them so much they’d only fall to about mid thigh, peculiarly short for such a bro. In any case his huge cock flops visibly around in them when he saunters towards me, his muscled ass stretching the worn navy nylon in the back, and a few holes show flesh or underwear beneath. Without fail he always manages to bend over or squat at least once each visit in locations that are blatant appeals to my obvious faggot desires. Sure, he knows that I know that he knows I’d get on my knees and beg for it if he allowed me the opportunity, but what he doesn’t know are the all the diverse and extreme ways I would beg to service him. It is this knowledge, this indecorous depravity, that allows me to barely maintain my confidence around him. I was sure that if given the chance and motivation I could blow his mind by getting him to blow his load in 3 minutes or less, and change his life forever. The fucker sure gives me a run for my money though...those first few clouds he offers me, knowing I haven't smoked in a while so he can watch me go from composed business-casual gay to sweaty, needy, chemwhore in 60 seconds flat. I just can't help it. That bitch Tina immediately hijacks my brain, silencing any self control, dignity or hesitations and ignites a pathetic hunger, an inexhaustible need… My eyes (and my kunt) dilate, my cock twitches, and I salivate from both holes and my cock all at once. Unconsciously I rub my inner thigh and readjust my cum swollen balls and swelling cock. I know that I'm staring at him, at his muscles as he flexes his arms ripping the bong, the size of his hands, and then my eyes following the massive cloud he blows purposely down onto his crotch. The perfectly timed twitch of his cock through the swirling smoke, a trap I realize immediately when he snickers and my eyes snap to his leering back at me. Without breaking eye contact he leans forward, let’s spreading wider (those fucking gym shorts!) and passes me the bong. “Here ya go man, best shit I’ve had in a while. Been making me wicked horny all day. Take a couple good rips off that while I weigh you out.” I don’t even hesitate or don’t break eye contact till he smiles and looks away to go about our transaction. Torch clicks, crystal melts, chamber fills and I suck that bong like the glass cock it is. He watches me exhale a thick cloud even bigger than his and whistles. I’m already power lunging my 3rd rip when he leans back into his chair, folding his beefy arms behind his buzzed sandy blonde head and exposing those ripe pits. He slouches more, legs spreading further and crotch pushing forward even more and resumes his leering as I exhale... even more slowly this time, letting the smoke ooze from my mouth while meeting his domineering gaze. At this point I don't really care that he's smirking down at me, in fact it does exactly what it’s meant to: makes me want him, to submit to him more, helplessly falling deeper into his well practiced thrall. Now, as an unwavering, no reciprocation necessary, worshiper-of-cock kind of cocksucker, I have no problem dropping to my knees and servicing any man who knows how to put my grateful holes to good use but in my experience (or my assumptions) not many straight men really know about us faggots and/or just aren't interested. This guy though? I’d bet my left nut he knows exactly what to do with me. I pass the bong back to him and it’s then I realize there’s no one else in the house for once...just him and those fucking gym shorts with that big old dick print and some ripe fucking pits. Usually, I come in, give him cash, smoke a few hits and then leave, but this time he has invited me in, sat me on his couch across from him and is casually getting me twisted bong high. “So Cassandra thinks you’re a faggot” he states. “She says you’re kind occasionally come into her club cuz they’re still closeted and trying to play it straight in front of their bro friends. ‘They’re always so awkward and never want a lap dance but they always tip real well,’ she says. You ever had that experience?” He more insinuates than asks. “No actually, I embraced my faggotry at a young age so I never had to ‘fake it.’ More often I am the person those bros call when they leave the club. All horned up, buzzed, and looking to use some hungry hole or be serviced with out the emotional shit their women make them go through,” Hell if he thought he would catch me off guard and shame me into…whatever he had in mind, he thought wrong. This response shocked him for a moment as he coughed and sputtered out his cloud, looked at me dead on checking to make sure I wasn’t bullshitting him, and then smiled. “So after Cassandra told me this, I did a little research. Fuckin Tumblr opened my eyes real wide. I’ll admit I had no idea you guys really existed…and what really got me going is that you exist to worship, service, whatever the fuck I want. The moment you walked in today I knew Cassie was right and that you will gratefully do whatever I tell you.” The fact that this last part was a statement and not a question made me whimper under my breath. He passed me back the bong and said, “Finish that faggot. I can tell you’re about to loose your shit just being in my presence and for what I have in mind, I want you all ready to go. Then you can show me if you faggots are worth a real man’s time. “

BBRT: PupShockNG Location: San Diego/Riverside County

Thanks for the AWESOME comments, guys! I have to admit that I am a little out of practice writing 'Breeding Zone' content, been solely focused on my 'legitimate' writing (which I'm still working on publishing!). But since you seem to be enjoying this story and where my dark mind has taken it, I will bounce around some ideas for an additional chapter or two.

I begin to text two buds on the way back to my place and tell them I had just hit the neighbor and she has a fucking hot pussy full of cum. Here is how are text went. Group text. Me: Hey fuckers I finally nailed that pussy across the street and she has a load of my cum in her. Jeff: No fucking way, I need to get some of that. Ryan: Fuck dude you are one lucky asshole Me: that is some good shit, She wants more I can tell. Ryan: When can I hit it? Me: Let me breed her one more time and I will hook you two up. Jeff: Fucking sweet dude. Def want to breed that cunt. Me: Be in touch, I will breed her again before the end of the week and then I will turn her over. My phone kept pinning and the guys were texting but I had made it home and hopped in the shower just in time to see her hubby pull into the driveway. I was on the balcony and I waved to him and he waved back. I hope he eats her out tonight is all I though was I saw the door close and headed back into my place. Bet he won't even realize that he is eating my cum out of her cunt. I made her cum so much. Since it was Wednesday I left her alone most of Thursday but knocked on her door at 4:30 and she came to the door and the first thing she said was her husband would be home soon. I thought, fuck she was waiting all day for me to fuck her again. She really needs dick, I told her I would be back at 1 PM tomorrow. She said I am not sure and I turned and started to walk away and said, be ready for me and walked off. Friday came and I saw her leave in the morning and come back around 11 and as she was walking into the house she kept looking up at my place. She wants banged really bad. I thought about going over early but I made her way and right at one I came over and knocked. He opened the door and I walked right in and told her to get on her knees and pull my cock out. Suck my dick like you mean it, I want to know you want my big dick and cum. She got on her knees and started to pull my shorts down and stopped. I waiting as she thought about it, I know she was telling herself she should stop but after about 45 seconds she pulled down my shorts and my fat dick popped out and she kissed the head and started sucking on me. Fuck she is such a slut, the guys are gonna really enjoy her. She sucked me and got me really hard and dripping and I told her to get up and I picked her up and carried her to the bed and she said maybe we should use a condom today. I ignored her and started eating her out. She was moaning and she came hard. I came up and kissed her and started to rub my dick on her clit and she brought up the condom again and I said baby I am totally safe and I have already cum in you. She told me they were trying to have a baby and she was not on her BC anymore. I said no worries babe, I have never gotten anyone pregnant and I know for a fact I blow blanks and have buddies who do too. She looked puzzled. I started to slide inside her and she started to moan and we fucked for a few hours and after giving her two loads I pulled out and had her cum again. She kissed me and I told her we could fuck even when she was ovulating, now I do not blow blanks and have knocked up lots of women so it would be a pleasure to let her husband raise my kid and I know my buds feel the same way. She is gonna look hot with one of our kids in her and if we get to her egg before hubby she will be marked by us.

I've actually been told that about the look of my "hole" by tops before. They have said that it tells them I have serious endurance and size accommodation skills and can take heavy use; I'm not going to tap out after 5 or 10 minutes like so many others do.

Piss up my ass would be bliss. I would love to do a DP in my ass with chem piss. *drool*

I was just talking to my doctor about this today in his office. I have been fucked by 49 guys in the past one week per my Apps. He actually ordered me to his house after the checkup and fucked me in the stairwell. I have been very happy since I started seeing him as my own doctor.

I always let ugly guys breed me. They usually cum quick which means more cum for my hole.

Since I became a total cumdump slut I take every cock that wants to breed me. I definitely take guys that I don’t find at all attractive, but I want to take their cocks and loads in me. In the beginning I don’t want to do it, but forcing myself to do it and give up my ass to any man that wants it makes me feel like the cum dump slut I’ve become and I find myself enjoying it! I have been bred by really old men, 82 is the oldest for me, homeless guys and some really big heavy men, smelly dirty guys. I need to do this and the one thing I always make sure is to be respectful; I may not find them attractive, but my role is to give up my ass to them and do it respectively! Just how I see it.

Been visiting my parents for a week in the North, and always get horny after a few days’ enforced celibacy. So decided to break my fast on the way home by stopping off in the Midlands at my favourite sauna: the Greenhouse in Darlaston. My god, I’m glad I did. It was Sunday afternoon, so I knew it would be busy. After reading another post on here from cumslut74 about the best place to position oneself, I headed straight for the darkroom downstairs, and got straight down to business. The first guy made a play for my cock, but as soon as I told him I was ‘bottom only’ he told me to turn round and bend over. A nanosecond later he was inside me. His was just the first cock of many. I finally settled on a fuck bench just outside the dark room, head down, arse up, and took whatever came along. Impossible to say precisely how many, as is always the case in these situations. But I’m guessing something like 25-30 cocks, and about 12-15 loads. I reckon about two out of three were bare: suffice to say, it wasn’t long before I was ‘flooded’. Stayed till about 6, at which point the crowds started to thin, and it was time for me to continue on with my journey home. Love that sauna- wish there was one like it in London, but with rents and property prices so high, I just don’t think a sauna of that size is financially feasible in the capital anymore...

I travelled a lot and I have a buddy I see in Clearwater He is a younger guy who really loves to sucked off. I was down for there late March and texted him He said he was free later that night Great and around 9 pm he came over. As usual I started to suck him. He had a very nice 8 inch cut dick. I got undressed and was laying on my back sucking him He suddenly said he was up for more. He flipped me on my stomach and slipped his dick in my hole. I asked if he wanted to rubber up and he said no. He pounded away for a while till I heard him breath heavily. Then with one one huge moan he came in my ass. He stayed in until he went soft. He then said he always wanted to see how it felt to cum in a guys ass. Next time he said we will fuck bare again

try it in a sling. guys can really strangle the fuck out of you and still pound your ass as hard as they want.plus when theyre done using me, the next guy can slide in and start fucking me even if im unconcious.its hot waking up with a completely new stranger fucking you knowing that the last guy bred me and walked away without giving a fuck about some choked out whore.

Sorry for the way too long break here, guys - various things going on, plus a horrible case of writer's block when I realized I had to rework the ending. I have a new approach but it's going slowly - I keep having to go back and re-read earlier parts of the story to make sure I'm not contradicting myself. But I *am* working on it and there *will* be a conclusion. ;)

I got piseed in by a guy by a guy that fucked me after, I was a hot sloppy mess, loved it. The pulsing was unbelievable, the he rape fucked me. I haven't been able to get with him again. He said I had one of the hottest asses he was in, couldn't believe I was older. Never have experienced enhanced piss or a booty

I have no idea how long it was asleep but three guys came in and grabbed me and led me naked down the hall to the showers, They washed me and bend me over the rubber bench and slid the metal in my ass and filled me with what I hard was piss from all the guy who had been partying. Then they shoved the butt plug in me and this time they filled my pussy and shoved a plug. I was starting to fly and I large glass appeared with a straw and I sipped it down. I was so thirsty I could taste the bitter taste but it was wet. Then without warning the butt plug was pulled out of my ass and pussy at the same time. I was leaking piss and they did it again and then a third time. Got me up and I could hardly stand and showed me off and then one picked me up and put me over his right shoulder and carried me to a room. I could see the room had a weird chair, they placed me in by positioning my legs around these levers so my ass was elevated and i was leaning forward and my mouth was free and my legs were spread apart and my pussy was exposed. I was strapped in and my head was placed in this harness that held me there. I then felt lube being placed on my ass and then one, two and three shards being slide inside me. They burned but someone was placing a mouth spreader in my mouth so I could only make sounds that were not audible. Then I felt a fat dick slap my ass. One of those had a huge dick. The lined it up at my hole and slide in in one movement. It took my breath away and he continued to fuck me like I was a piece of meet and after ten minutes he shot in me. He pulled out and brought his cummy dick over to my mouth and slide into me and fuck my mouth till he was ready to piss and drained himself down my throat. Fuck that was gross, I have never wanted that before. It make me hot and a sick way but I wanted more of him. He left the room and then I heard his voice, it was the guy from last night he came in and whispered in my ear, whore I am back to open that ass of yours up. He started fingering my ass and I started to whimper and wanted to scream but I could not form words and I was making animal sounds and he laughed and told e once he was done with me they were gonna make a movie with horses and donkeys fucking me. He told me that is all my ass and pussy would be good for and fist! With that he slide two finger in my freshly fucked hole and the three. He was twisting them and then he slide and fourth in and it was starting to hurt. In came the guy who had fisted my pussy the other night and he started to rub my clit while he spit in my mouth. Then he slide his fingers inside me wet pussy. I was leaking even if I did not want to be. He slowly slide his fingers in me and played with my clit and I started to relax my ass even though it was hurting still. Then it happened, I came hard and while I was coming the nasty guy behind me slide his entire fist inside me and I streamed or thought I was screaming. The guy in front laughed and said fuck you sound like a pig being slaughtered. Spit in my mouth again and he said that a good piggy. Then the guy behind me popped out and started to work my ass again. The guy in front looked directly in my eyes, I was trying to plead with him so I thought with my eyes. He said babe, you know you love this and soon you will be all night to ride my fist anytime I want. He swallowed and then spit in my mouth again and said swallow little pig while this guy behind you collects what he paid for and opens that beautiful ass of yours. You are such a hot slut who loves chraged nut. I counted 25 marks on your back under the charged column and only one under the neg column. You are one dirty slut who loves charged nut baby.

The Intern Part 9 It was 9:32 p.m. and Kellen stood naked in front of his mirror. He had spent the better part of the last two hours making sure he was ready for his evening with James Thomas. Despite the borderline abuse he had received in his boss’ office, he kept going back to two moments that made him forgive the physicality: Their first kiss and the way James ran his finger along his naked body, with him eventually gently holding his chin. He felt wanted, desired, something he had never felt with any other sexual partner before. Yeah, James was a little rough with him, but it felt more right than wrong. And here he was, styling his hair for the 9thtime after changing outfits for the 8th. Kellen had no idea what to expect of the evening, but he wanted it, needed it. From the minute he left the Landis Institute it was as if a sexual awakening had occurred and he yearned for more, whatever that meant. Over the next hour Kellen checked and re-checked the estimated time it would take his Lyft to get from his place to DuPont Circle: 14 minutes. So at 10:40 Kellen requested his ride and at just after 10:56 p.m. Kellen stood in front James’ home and waited until it was exactly 11:00 p.m. He debated on whether he should knock or ring the bell and decided on the bell. *Ding - dong* He waited. And waited. And waited. It was now 11:06 p.m. Kellen leaned to his left and tried seeing through the window shades. And although the lights were on, he observed no movement. “Should I ring it again?” he thought. But after considering it for just a moment, he decided against it. Although he didn’t really know too much about James Thomas, he knew he was a man who did things his own way, and not wanting to possibly annoy or bother him, Kellen took a seat on the front steps and waited. Kellen checked his phone. It was 11:12 p.m. He sighed a heavy sigh and thought that maybe this was all too good to be true (a tiny voice in the back of his mind told him this was a good thing; he didn’t need to be here in the first place, especially after being expertly back-handed earlier in the day.) Though it was still hot and slightly humid, Kellen decided he’d walk back to his place and get to know the neighborhood. No sooner than he stood did the front door swing open. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” James barked at the boy. Kellen turned, surprised. “Umm, nowhere, Sir. I was just stretching my legs.” James stood in the door frame, backlit from the foyer lighting wearing only a pair of dark green gym shorts. He was somewhere between wiry and muscly. Every muscle seemed defined, but just so. He had a very light coat of dark hair that tapered down from this chest to a treasure trail. Kellen couldn’t take his eyes of this perfect looking specimen. James observed the effect he was having on Kellen and considered the kid’s answer to his question. “Get up here.” Kellen bounded up the steps and stood directly in front of James, proud of how quick and obedient he had been. James smiled, disarming the kid and went in as if to reward him with a kiss, a kiss the kid so desperately wanted. Kellen was more than pleased and wanted nothing more than to kiss this man in front of him. But instead of kissing him, James leaned into his left ear and at the same time grabbed a handful of the kid’s cock through his pants and squeezed hard and whispered, “If you ever fucking lie to me again, it will be the last thing you ever do.” He squeezed harder. Kellen yelped and tried backing away, but James held tight and continued the menacing whisper, “You’re nothing. You suck dick like a goddamned amateur and then you have the balls to lie to my face all while running up my steps like a fucking retarded puppy. Who. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You. Are?” James released the boy and walked into his house, leaving Kellen on the front porch, front door wide open. It was like déjà vu. Kellen felt as if he was reliving his first interaction with James. But although he had felt just and dejected and more worthless than before, he followed James into his house and quietly closed the door behind him. James’ home was nothing like James himself. The inside was bright, warm and welcoming. Hardwood floors colored of deep brown contrasted by bright walls decorated with subtle, yet inviting art. Trying to absorb as much detail as possible. Past the foyer and deeper into the house, Kellen noticed the deep brown of the banister that complimented the stairs that matched the hardwood floors. He took a few steps forward to see where the stairs ended but was brought back to reality. “In here, boy.” Kellen turned to his left and walked into what must have been the living room and quickly became self-conscious. Sitting on the large couch was James, flanked by two other impressive looking men. On the right was a man who looked tall, even when sitting down. Like James, this man was wearing only a pair of shorts. Kellen noticed the brown hair on his arms and legs, not too much, not too little, just right, but his chest and abdomen were completely hairless. Does this dude have an 8-pack, Kellen thought? This man was an Adonis. Where James was lithe, this man was all power and muscle. Kellen looked him over and he could have sworn the Adonis winked at him. On the left was an equally as imposing man, but he was definitely of Latin decent. He was in shorts and tank top, but the only visible hair, other than the shaggy black mop on his head was a neatly trimmed black goatee. While not as solid and built as the Adonis, this Latin God was no slouch and his various tattoos only complimented his physique. The Latin God flicked a torch and brought a long glass pipe, with rounded end up to his sensuous lips and held the flame just below the rounded end of the pipe and gently rolled it back and forth. “This,” James motioning to the Latin God, “is Roland.” Roland released a large plume of white smoke. It seemed quite impossible that such a large cloud was held in a single pair of lungs. “You party, faggot?” Roland asked. James answered for him. “He does. Don’t you, faggot?” Kellen wasn’t sure what to say, but decided it was best to agree with James. “Yes, Sir.” James flashed a smile that made Kellen melt just a little bit more. But despite what he had just said, Kellen had not so much as smoked a cigarette in his entire life. He drank booze, yes, but that was the extent of what he partook in. He’d seen his classmates smoke pot and do lines of coke, but this odd pipe was new to him. “Atta boy. I’m glad we are on the same page,” James said, taking the pipe from Roland, repeating the same motions and producing a cloud as equally as large. “I heard you were late today, boy. Is that true?” the words coming from the Adonis, who had taken the pipe from James and followed suit. Click. Hiss. Inhale. Exhale. With a combination of the three large clouds dissipating in front of him, Kellen considered the question. “Did James tell these guys I was late? What the hell?” he thought to himself, but knew he had to answer, both quickly and truthfully. “Yes, Sir. I was late.” Kellen glanced at James, then at Roland. Both men were staring right back at him. “Come here. Come stand right in front of me. Let me see if what James said was correct.” Kellen took a half-dozen steps forward and stood before the Adonis. Kellen was close enough to him that he was practically between his well-defined legs. He reached forward and ran his hands up the kid’s thighs, over his hands then up the forearms to his slight biceps before he stood up, causing Kellen to step back just a bit. This Adonis was a giant. 6’4” and all muscle, Kellen couldn’t help but inhale deeply. This was a man’s man. The towering figure then held Kellen’s chin with his fingertips. But with James, who was gentle, this man was assertive and firm as he tipped the kid’s head back to make sure their eyes were locked. “Being late is unacceptable,” He stepped closer, running one hand through Kellen’s hair, coming to rest on his shoulder. “But nothing on this earth makes me happier than punishing faggots like you the best way I know how.” Kellen physically shuddered. His touch. His words. His smell. His presence. All this built on the sensations he experienced with James in his office only hours before. But this man, this Man was more than anything Kellen had ever experienced. He knew, then and there, he was heading down a path that would change him forever. “Pipe.” The Adonis demanded. Without looking he extended his hand left, waiting for the pipe to be placed in it. “Open up.” Kellen obliged as the thin, odd pipe was placed to his lips. Inwardly, he began to panic. I can’t be doing this, he said to himself. But yet, the man had a power over him that he was more than happy to submit to, even if that meant ingesting drugs for the first time in his young life. Kellen reached up to hold the pipe but was cut short. “You just stay still, boy. I’ll do most of the work for now. You just do as your told and enjoy it, okay?” Arms to his side, pipe held to his lips, Kellen made eye contact and gave a slight nod. “Good boy. When I say so, you just act like you’re sipping your favorite drink through a new kind of straw,” the Adonis’ voice lowered. “And don’t you fucking dare stop or exhale until I say so.” The kid understood that this man and James were cut from the same cloth, and Roland too, probably. Click. Hiss. Kellen felt the man twist the pipe slightly left, then right. Left, then right. The faintest wisp of smoke began to escape an opening at the rounded end of the pipe. Left, then right. “Go. Slow and easy,” he commanded. Kellen followed this man’s orders as best as he could. He inhaled and inhaled and inhaled until he felt like he was running out of breath. The Adonis studied the boy as he inhaled. He knew he couldn’t push him too hard. Pain and pleasure were inexplicably linked, and no other substance like Tina helped bridge the two in the most perfect way possible. This kid was going to experience the pain, but the pleasure would be his reward. “Stop.” He withdrew the pipe. “Hold it in.” He brought the pipe to his own lips and expertly hit it, exhaling directly in Kellen’s face, which was turning red, eyes slightly bulging. “Exhale, faggot.” Kellen’s plume was nowhere as large as those of the three men he saw before, but he was proud that he was able to follow directions. He looked up at the Man expectantly, but it was Roland who chimed in. “Fucking weak. I hear you can’t even suck dick, and now I see you can’t even hit a pipe. James was right, you’re useless.” Roland stood and removed his tank top, revealing a sculpted body, covered in tattoos, eyes wild. He stepped up to Kellen, and moved behind him, sandwhiching the kid. One hand snaked its way under the front of his shirt and found his left nipple and pinched it. Anticipating some sort of noise from the kid, his left hand covered his mouth, muffling the objection. “Look at him,” Roland said, pinching harder. “You know who that is, right?” Kellen shook his head as best as he could, feeling Roland’s hand release his nipple and move over to the right, repeating the same painful action. James, still on the couch, stood and grabbed Kellen’s right hand, and lifted it toward the Adonis. “Say hello to Montgomery Landis, faggot.” Montgomery met Kellen’s hand with his own and shook his hand. But what started out as a normal handshake, turned into a vice-grip that seemed intent on crushing every bone in his hand. Kellen fell to his knees, hand still being crushed by Montgomery, when it finally clicked. Landis. The Landis Institute. The Adonis before him was THE Montgomery Landis. Both James and Roland laughed as Kellen struggled through the pain, “Argg,” was all the boy could muster before Montgomery finally let go, Twice in one day his hands were the target of intense pain. These Men were definitely cut from the same, sadistic cloth. “Look at me,” Montgomery said. Kellen, left hand massaging the right, looked up and was rewarded with a wad of spit that landed in the crook of his right eye. “Pain and pleasure, faggot,” he squatted down and reached for Kellen’s right hand, “are one in the same.” Even squatting, he towered over Kellen. Although the pain was less than before, it was still very much present as Montgomery gently pulled it forward and kissed the aching palm, kissing down the middle three fingers until he reached the tips. With his lips on the tips, Montgomery looked Kellen in the eye and began to open his mouth and gently sucked and licked them, watching Kellen’s eyes experience the sensation of pain turning to pleasure. There was a slight *clink to Kellen’s right as Montgomery released his hand and all three men made their way back to the couch. “Light up, faggot. You’re going to hit that fucking pipe until you blow a cloud we are all satisfied with." It was James who said this, while tweaking his nipples, wicked grin on display. Kellen fumbled with the lighter due to his aching hand and brought the pipe to his lips as he saw the three men begin to stroke their cocks through the shorts. He was theirs, and he knew it.

PART 15 I didn’t get to hear the conversation Tom had, but it was short. He had a non stop stream of porn on and teased my hole and cock enough to keep me from totally freaking out over the fact that he has just called a guy that I had never met or seen or knew anything about to cum over and fuck me. Bareback. And I already had Tom’s hiv positive cum soaking into me as I lay there. Fortunately, it was pretty quick when the door knocked and opened and I heard a “Tom, it’s Ron”, called from the entry. And I was naked with Tom’s cum in me and hole a wet mess of cum and lube, with my own cum still drying on my chest and tummy. I was super super nervous as I heard Ron come up the stairs. Tom was standing next to the bed, his hand idly playing with my cock and then rubbing my thighs. And then Ron walked in. He was tall, like 6 5” ay least and thin, like a runner. His lean body was defined well and I loved how I could see his veins bulge out. His mostly gray hair was cut short and he had a muatache, but his body was fairly smooth. And as he took off his t shirt, it revealed a smooth chest as well. As he stood before me, me naked laying on the bed totally exposed and hard, Tom spoke up, “Ron meet my new very very special friend Chris. Chris this is Ron and I think you two are going to love each other.” Then looking at Ron directly, he added “ this boy has the best hottest little hole I might have ever had. And we’ve only pumped a few loads in him so far, but I think it’s safe to say young Chris is addicted to having his hole bred.” Then looking at me, he said “ isn’t that right sexy boys?” I just nodded, embarrassed to admit it in front of this stranger. “Chris I am very happy to meet you. You are beautiful. I can’t wait to flip you over and see that ass. What a hot boy body. You ARE 18 right?” He half joked. “I swear I am 18!”, I replied laughing nervously. “Ron, you can’t keep teasing the boy, get those shorts off. No clothes allowed in this room!”, Tom spoke up. And Ron loosened the drawstring on his gym shorts and they fell to the floor revealing what was now a partially gorgeous cut cock. And it was already bigger than mine and he wasn’t even half hard.his hand went to it and began to stroke it to hardness. “Chris, what do you want?”, whispered Tom in that way he had of making sexy even sexier. “I want it, I want to suck it. Please...”, I blurted my true feelings. Ron quickly closed the distance and I sat up and gripped his now hard cock and opened up as I licked my lips and took his man cock into my eager mouth. Tom stepped back to watch as it became Ron and I. I worked on getting Ron’s cock wet and slick and alternated between trying to stuff it down my throat to pulling off and running my tongue up and down the shaft. I circled the head and went down and licked his balls. I wanted to please him badly, this 45 year old man I had just met with a sexy body and perfect 8.5 inch cock. “Oh my god, this is one eager boy. Suck that cock like you need to baby. Worship my cock. Yeah, just like that. I know what you need Chris. I’m going to take good care of you. “ I responded by doubling my efforts to be a good cocksucker. Eyes closed, mouth full of hard cock, I was in heaven and lost myself in cock worship. Finally, I heard Tom speak up, “Chris why don’t you show Ron your boy hole? Flip over and get on your hands and knees. Yeah, now backup to the edge of the bed and put your head down, so that ass is up. Perfect baby, just like that.” I was totally face down ass up, with my legs spread and my as crack gaping open and totally revealing my hole. “What a beautiful hole.”, I heard Ron say and I was so happy. I wanted him to like it, to want me as bad as I wanted him. “I was gonna lick it and play with it but I just can’t... I need to fuck it.”, he continued, “Tom, where’s the lube.” This whole time I was still in position but then a thought hit me, “ where’s the brown bottle at? Can I sniff some please Tom?”, I said softly. Tom looked at me and smiled and then at Ron and said, “did I tell you? This boy is the best bottom I have ever found.” And then to me, he added “Here you go baby, you hit that bottle hard for Ron. Show him what a good little bottom you are.”, as he handed me the bottle. As the poppers hit me, I felt Ron’s massive cockhead sliding against my sensitive hole, teasing it. “Chris, you want to get fucked badly don’t you?”, he whispered. By now that I had sucked him and he was teasing me hole and and the poppers, I had no inhibitions and begged, “Yes! Please! Please I need it, I need it inside me.”, as I bucked against him and writhed. “Baby I am gonna fuck you so good. Just the way Tom says you like it. And just like Tom, I don’t use condoms and I never pull out. Are you ready for that? For a big cock to fuck you and flood you with man cum?, he said in a low voice. “I’m ready! PleAse do it, you can cum in me. You can cum in me! “ I blurted quickly, my control edging away as the need overpowered me. “Even if my load is hiv positive, like tom’s? You still want it anyways don’t you baby?”, he said, as he pushed and slowly slid into my stretching hole. And control broke as I pushed back against his cock, trying to impale myself against it. “Fucking fill me with cum. I don’t care if I get it, just please cum inside me. I want you too. I want you too.”, I moaned. I felt Ron grip my hips, as my hole opened up to him. Because of the fucking I had already taken , it was easier to accept his giant cock and he was able to drive deep into me. I was a poppered up cum hungry bottom and he was a hungry Top man. This was not a gentle take your time fuck. I was so spun on poppers and so horny and opened up, I was able to ram back against him and he was pulling me onto his cock by my hips as he pistoned in and out. “Fucking hot hole”, he said through gritted teeth. I was now grunting hard with each stroke as he bottomed out in me and knocked my breath out over and over. “Fucking fuck me. Fuck me oh god oh fuck so good so good so good.”, i babbled. “Fucking close. Gonna cum. Gonna breed you. Yeah, yeah fuck yeah! Fucking take it”, he almost yelled as he rammed deep and ejaculated into me. “Yes yes give it to me! Fucking cum inside me, all of it all of it in me.”, I begged. I felt his huge cock pulse and spasm as his orgasm subsided and he tried to pump every last drop into me. As his sweat body collapsed over me, he made no move to pull out and I made no move either. I didn’t want it out. His cock had felt so good and, was it my imagination, or did it seem like he had shot a huge load into me. As he softened and slid out of me, I immediately tried to clamp shut, but my hole was so well fucked that a little cum began to drip out, as I fell forward. The sex glow was still strong enough that the fact that I had let two guys fuck me and shoot hiv positive cum into me wasn’t scaring me, just turning me on still. And I already knew that like Tom, there was no way I could resist Ron.

"The moment of truth was at hand as Greg and I unbuckled each other's belts and undid the buttons on the 501s we both wore. 'It'll be less awkward if we remove our own pants, so let's do it on the count of three! One, two, three!' My pants hit the floor in a flash and a second later, Greg's followed. Grabbing him around the waist, I pretty much threw the 2 of us on the bed. As we lay side by side, it was obvious Greg wasn't kidding about having obscene overhang. Barely visible beneath his thick shroud of foreskin, a drop of precum appeared on his cockhead. Impressive at over 9 inches, his shaft was heavily veined, his hairy balls the size of limes and his bush was thick and wild. 'Obscene overhang and all, your cock is amazingly beautiful! Do you know what makes your cock amazingly beautiful? It's because you're an amazingly beautiful man, so everything about you is amazingly beautiful!' 'Using your standards, you're a sexy, hot men with a sexy, hot cock and I'm looking forward to having it balls deep in my ass!' 'You will, but not before you fuck me and give me your 6 month load! Right now, I need to feel your mouth on mine, so at the risk of being rude, shut up and kiss me!' Parting his lips with my tongue, Greg and I kissed eagerly and passionately, holding nothing back. Greg caressed my chest, kneading and gently pinching my nipples, while I stroked his face. Both of our cocks were leaking precum as I moved my hands down Greg's back. When my hands came to rest on his fuzzy buttcheeks, I reluctantly broke the kiss. 'I need to eat your sweet ass! Sit on my face!' My buttlust had kicked into overdrive."

"Wrapping my arm around Greg's waist, I stroked his cheek which brought a smile to his face." 'After your patience and understanding, I felt you deserved to know what happened. You're the first person I've told this to and I knew you'd be supportive and not see me as a pitiful man. Letting it fester hasn't been good, but thanks to you, I took my first step to move forward. On my way here, I stopped in at my local HIV clinic and put an ad up on the bulletin board looking for a room to rent.' 'Getting this off your chest is necessary for you to begin healing and I'm honored that you felt comfortable sharing it with me. When you find a new place, let me know and I'll help you move. I'm not a violent person, so I won't punch your ex's lights out, but I would give him a piece of my mind!' 'They say living well is the best revenge, so getting him out of my life will be a good start. Now that the awkwardness is out of the way, I'm hoping we can go to your bedroom!' 'You read my mind, stud!' I stood up and cleared the table."

Goatees & beards are always a plus in my book.

I finally completed the next chunk. Now to see if there is any interest or if its dead. There are 5 parts which I will post before I go out of town for most of July. ---------- Part 67 - Spring Break Joe was sitting on the couch after class. The TV was on showing the college basketball tournament as background noise and he was typing away on his laptop. His two phones were sitting next to him along with a list of topics he wanted to cover in the presentation he was working on for one of his classes. First, his escort phone buzzed alerting him to a new message. A few minutes later his regular phone chirped on the arrival of a message. It seemed that there was only a few minutes between messages and they kept coming. It was ruining his concentration and he figured he should read the messages together and then put the phones in silent mode for an hour or two. First he looked at the escort phone. The first was from a known number. He looked it up and it was a guy that he had met several times before, all before he got pozzed. The guy was a young farmer in his late twenties. Joe had helped him first by teaching him about gay sex and then coming out and then the guy lost his parents in a fire and Joe helped him through it. It had been almost nine months since he had heard from him last. The message simply asked “Is this Dave?” He chuckled but appreciated that it had been a while and the guy didn’t want to blindly text someone asking for an escort appointment if the number was now someone else’s. He replied: Joe: “Yes. Are you Blaine?” Blaine: “yeah. U still avail?” Joe: “booked for 3 weeks” Blaine: “damn ur popular” Joe: “LOL, I wish. busy with school then spring break” Blaine: “ok. call when u have time” The next message was from another previous client asking if he was free that Friday night. He replied that he wasn’t. He was going out with Kyle and that always took precedence. Grabbing his regular phone he saw 4 new messages: Kyle: “at library with project team home at 9” Patrick: “need to talk soon” Mark: “u have plans 4 spring break?” Paul: “u guys are good. both ur btms from party +” Joe got nervous with the message from Patrick. He hoped that the job hadn’t fallen through. He had stopped looking for a job since he had accepted the offer from Greg. The trip to California seemed a distant memory now. He texted back “ok, when? good or bad?” He then replied back to Paul: “;) they ok? u tag urs 2?” Then to Mark: “staycation. maybe job hunting” He set the phone down and waited to hear a reply from Patrick at least. He typed out some more on his laptop and his phone chirped. Mark: “shit! what happened?” Joe: “dunno. got msg from Patrick that we need to talk” He grabbed the pipe, checked that it still had some life in it and lit it, taking a big hit. He calmed down a bit and went back working on his presentation. A few minutes later the phone chirped and it was a reply from Patrick - “both, now?” Joe replied “ok. u call me.” The phone rang and Joe answered it. “Hi Joe. I know you’re probably freaking out about now, but don’t worry. We had a little issue with Greg and he’s no longer with the company. Some of the higher-ups questioned your hiring since Greg was so big on you, but I took care of it. He wasn’t the only one to interview you and everyone who did wants you to join. We talked while you were out here and I know your brother. He spoke really highly of you, but I know he’s biased. In the end, I don’t see a problem with you starting in July as long as you graduate. Just be aware that some important eyes will be on you the first few months” Patrick said. “Oh, thank god. I had visions of having to start my job hunt all over. I won’t ask what Greg did, but it must have been bad” Joe replied. Patrick chuckled and continued “Uh, yeah. On the non-work side of things, I’m now single and my knocked up ex is out of the picture. If you hadn’t guessed, your little new years party was quite effective in giving me the bug. I’d prefer to think that it was then, rather than Greg’s hotel get together.” Joe chuckled. “I hope it was the party too. The hotel thing with him was strange and I only got a couple more odd messages from him after that while I was out there and there’s been nothing since. The new years party was a lot more fun. Congrats on your freedom. I hope you find someone who treats you better. I take it you were able to do the deed?” Joe asked. “Hell yeah! The stupid fuck couldn’t understand why I suddenly wanted to top all the time after I got sick” Patrick said. “That’s fuckin’ cool. I want to hear about it sometime” Joe replied. “Yeah, that kind of leads to the other thing I wanted to ask you. Are you going to be able to join us in Chicago during Memorial Day weekend? I have a room reserved for you. We’ll cover the cost of the room, but you are responsible for getting there. I just need you to confirm a week before, ok?” Patrick replied. “I think so. Can my boyfriend share my room?” asked Joe. “Yeah, no problem. Some guys are sharing their rooms with guys from the office and others are bringing in their partners so they will have a room to themselves. There’s one guy I think you’ll like who wants to make it a positive weekend. Oh, Raphi will be there too with his new magic trick” Patrick said. “Yeah, he told me once he got the test result. It will be fun seeing you guys again” Joe said before asking Patrick to keep him in the loop and then goodbye. He sent off a message to Mark “job still ok. why did u ask about spring break?” Mark: “I never did spring break. saw a deal. thought u n kyle might like it” Joe: “not in budget. gotta save for apt n car. CA more xpnsv than here” Mark: “My treat if u can get to Chicago, Dallas, Denver” Joe: “maybe. need to talk to kyle” Kyle and Joe talked and decided to take Mark up on his offer. Soon a packet showed up in the mail with all of the information - vouchers for the airport shuttle, airplane tickets and the brochure for the “LGBT-friendly” resort. They looked through the brochure and saw it proclaim that all packages were “All-inclusive” and “Over 90% of staff speak English” along with French, German and Portuguese. The pictures showed people swimming in pools, drinking at the pool bars, sunbathing, sailing on small catamarans, dancing in clubs, and eating at romantic dinners. They noticed that many of the people in the pictures were same-sex couples. “This place looks fucking awesome for a couple of homos” Kyle said. Joe and Kyle worked hard the next few weeks making sure they wouldn’t have any classwork waiting for them when they got back. They found out a friend of theirs was going back home for the break and lived just outside of Chicago. They could leave their car at his parents and get dropped off at the airport. The drive to Chicago was long and boring, broken up by a few breaks in rest area bathroom stalls for some fun. The final tally when they got to their friend Jaime’s parent’s house was 3 truckers, 2 twinks, 1 bear, 1 30-something businessman and 1 creepy older guy with only a few teeth who couldn’t bend over fast enough to have three college guys breed his hole. They got dropped off at the airport early in the morning with Kyle’s ass full of Jaime’s newly toxic nut. Kyle and Joe slept most of the flight and were well rested when the plane touched down in Cancun. They made it through customs and found their shuttle bus. It was easy to spot since there was small pride flag in the windshield. As the bus filled up they looked around and it was all guys near their age except for two guys in their late thirties (one cub and one otter) and two butch lesbians. Kyle looked at Joe and smiled, saying “Mark seems to have set us up good.” All the guys were rubber necking, checking each other out when the bus driver hopped in and closed the door. They drove to the resort which was in a secluded tropical forest right on the water. As they pulled up, Kyle saw four flags in the courtyard - the Mexican flag, the state flag, the hotel flag and a pride flag. Everyone piled out of the bus and grabbed their luggage and stood in line to check in. The guys were flirting with each other while waiting to check in. Joe and Kyle walked up and attempted to use their high school Spanish until they got hopelessly confused. The clerk laughed with them and tried to correct some of their bigger misuses of the language. He put their wrist bands on and then gave them their room key. They found their room which turned out to be an ocean view suite and a large covered balcony. The king size bed looked like a fun place and they saw the liquor dispenser on the wall. “All inclusive, baby” Joe joked to Kyle and then kissed him deeply. There was a knock at the door and Kyle reluctantly ended the kiss and opened it. “Hello. I am Javier. I am your room steward. I hope everything is good with your room. You can call me if you need anything” the guy said with a slight accent before handing Kyle a card. Joe and Kyle were mentally undressing the short, thin Mexican with a neatly trimmed beard and a bright smile. They stared just a bit too long, making it awkward and finally Kyle said “Gracias, Javier. Everything looks perfect.” “Thank you. Have a good day” Javier said and then turned and walked down the hallway. Joe and Kyle watched the nicely formed butt disappear around the corner and then laughed at each other. “I hope we get to tap that before we leave” said Joe. The two unpacked their clothes and looked through the info. They put their swim suits, tank tops and sandals on, grabbed some sunscreen and headed down to the pool. Kyle’s tattoo was mostly covered by his shirt and Joe’s covered the scorpion but the back of his lower leg was telling everyone he passed of his status. They walked up to the bar and said “Dos cervezas, por favor” in that uniquely American accent of high school Spanish, realizing they were better off sticking to short sentences if they spoke Spanish. The bartender responded “Can I see your wristbands?” They showed them to him and he then asked “Which one?” while pointing to the four beer taps. “Modelo Negra” Joe said and Kyle responded “Corona.” They got their beers and found two lounge chairs next to the pool. They sat down, stripped their shirts off and slathered on the sun screen. They laid back and enjoyed the breeze, sun and the music from the poolside DJ. After about twenty minutes, Joe rolled over and had Kyle help reapply sun screen to his back and did the same for Kyle. Another fifteen minutes later and the beers were empty and the sun seemed to be getting hotter. Joe got up and jumped in the pool and swam over to the pool bar. He ordered two more beers and then walked through the pool back to their chairs, looking around at all the guys. Kyle jumped in and they stood there talking at the edge of the pool for a while. They heard some noises behind them and saw that some guys had started a water volleyball game. It seemed to be six against four and they were trying to split a couple up to make it even. Joe yelled over “Need two more?” and the group yelled back “Yeah.” Joe and Kyle chugged their beers and swam over, joining the team of four. Once the game started, Joe realized quickly that these guys were serious about playing and it got physical. No one seemed to mind the body contact. There were splashes from guys diving to make plays and several times he collided with another guy going for the ball. A few times the other guy grabbed Joe while they were underwater and felt up either his ass or cock. One time he leapt into the air and when he came down the guy next to him reached into his board shorts and grabbed his cock and squeezed it several times, winking when he felt the piercing. He looked over a few plays later and someone had just ripped Kyle’s trunks off and was holding them up in the air. “Kyle, get those back on. We don’t want to get thrown out on the first day!” Joe yelled half jokingly. Kyle tackled the guy that had his trunks and slid a finger in his ass before grabbing his swimsuit and then releasing the guy. “That felt good” the guy said as Kyle put his trunks back on. They finished the game and both teams called a waiter over and ordered a round of drinks. They all stood in the corner of the pool and chatted, Joe behind Kyle with his arm around Kyle’s shoulder and chest. The guy that had taken Kyle’s trunks came over and said “Hey, I hope you didn’t mind me pulling them off. I kinda wanted to see what was inside. I'm Ian, by the way.” Kyle laughed and said “Its a lot bigger than the finger that went into you! Hi Ian, I’m Kyle and this is my boyfriend Joe.” “And probably a lot more dangerous too judging by the ink… Ah, boyfriend. I guess you’re taken for the week” Ian said. “He has a very long leash” Joe said and they watched Ian’s eyes light up. “So, I… uh… like the tattoo. Are you advertising or just like the danger that it hints at” Ian asked quietly after moving in closer. “I’m poz, if that’s what you’re asking” Kyle said. Ian seemed surprised at Kyle’s bluntness. “Uh, yeah. Ive run into guys who just liked the design and others that are fans of the band and others that just attract trouble” Ian explained. “Are you poz too?” asked Kyle. “Nah. Taken a bunch of charged loads but I’m still neg” Ian said. “If you keep taking them, it will happen eventually unless you’re on meds” Joe said. “No, no prep. I kinda like the risk of it all. Nothing hotter than a guy telling you right before he cums inside you. I love that rush” Ian said. “Sorry, I gave away the surprise then” Kyle said with a wicked grin. Joe decided he wanted to extend this cat and mouse game and asked “so, is that your boyfriend that you were paired up with during the game?” Ian chuckled “Nah, he’s just a friend. We tried being fuckbuddies but we’re both bottoms. Neither of us is very good at topping, but we like each other and do a lot of stuff together, just not sex. We joke that we’re like an old married couple in a sexless marriage.” “Where are you guys having dinner?” Joe asked. “We’re on the cheap plan, so we get either the buffet or the big restaurant. I see you have the primo wristbands so you can hit them all” Ian replied. Joe chuckled “We didn’t know. My brother got the trip for us so we don’t know what the hell he bought.” “Be sure to use all of the perks. You guys get sailboats, jet skis, free shuttle to the strip, and massages. Hell, they might give you free blowjobs too!” Ian said laughing. “With this crowd, I think everyone gets free blowjobs” Kyle said. Joe added “Except for the lesbians. Do you want to meet after dinner in the club?” “Sure. I should probably run through the shower before dinner. Meet at 8PM?” Ian asked. “Sounds good. I need a nap before dinner too” Joe said. “Siesta, Joe. It sounds more sophisticated” Kyle said with a laugh. Joe and Kyle dried off and grabbed their things and went up to their room. They started making out on the bed but were both sound asleep in minutes. Joe and Kyle woke up and realized they had been sleeping for almost two hours. They ran through the shower and dressed for dinner. “Thank god I didn’t get rid of all of the preppy clothes that my parents gave me” joked Joe. “And which fraternity house are you in?” Kyle jabbed back. The two were laughing as they walked out the door. Javier was walking towards them and Joe gave him a wink. “No ring. You think he’s straight, bi or gay” Kyle asked as they waited for the elevator. “Hopefully gay. He has a nice bulge and a killer ass so hopefully he’s vers too, as long as I’m dreaming” Joe replied. They walked up to the seafood restaurant and got seated in a corner looking out at some gardens. “An hour and a half should be long enough for us to get dinner before we meet Ian” Joe said. “Yeah, whats the deal? I was figuring you were going to drag him to the room and fuck his brains out but then you start asking about the guy he’s with and set up a time to go clubbing?” Kyle asked. “I just wanted him to be eager to get fucked. Kinda like fishing. Tease him a bit until he’ll do anything to get us to nail him. Sometimes the chase is as good as the conquest” Joe explained. They each devoured a dozen raw oysters, enjoyed a bowl of fresh seafood stew, and inhaled a full lobster while washing it down with a couple mojitos. “This is as close to a date as we’ve gone on in a long time” Joe said as they finished up. “Yeah. Its kinda nice. I hope one of the days we’re here it can be just us” Kyle said and Joe nodded. They got the waiter to take a picture of the two of them at the table and Joe sent it off to Mark with the comment “Thanks for the trip. Wish you were here.” They finished dinner and took a walk along the beach. A couple guys were on a lounge chair, one riding the other, the waves drowning out their moans. They passed the lesbian couple from the bus making out under a tree and then headed back to the main building. They walked up to the club and heard music coming from inside and it seemed there was a bunch of people dancing. They walked in and grabbed a couple drinks from the bar and looked around. The crowd was all guys and they were mostly crowded at the center of the dance floor. A few couples were on the edges dancing together. Other guys were in small groups talking and thats where they spotted Ian and his friend, Kent. Joe and Kyle walked over and greeted them. Once they finished their drinks the four moved over to the dance floor. By now several of the guys dancing had removed their shirts and hands were roaming everywhere. Kyle slipped his hand down Ian’s pants and fingered the now sweaty ass. Joe had grabbed Kent’s ass a few times but he seemed to be uninterested. Joe moved over and started to make a few moves on a shaggy haired blond guy and danced with him for a while and then kept moving around dancing and groping several of the guys. Joe got a tap on his shoulder from Kyle who motioned toward the door. He assumed that Kyle and Ian were headed back to a room and nodded. A second later, Kyle tapped him again, this time harder. Joe looked and the hand motion was more like “come along” this time. He smiled at the guy he was dancing with and headed towards the door. He walked out of the club and Ian, his friend Kent and Kyle were standing there. Joe raised his eyebrows, surprised that Ian’s friend was there based on the earlier vibes. Kyle led the three others up to their room and once inside the four stripped their clothes off immediately. Kent was on his knees in front of Joe in as soon as his clothes were off. Joe was completely confused but the moment that Kent’s mouth was around his cock he didn’t care. His tongue was magic and Joe was moaning in seconds. Joe held his head gently and slowly fucked his mouth. Kent didn’t seem to have any problems until the piercing went into his throat. Kent gagged a bit but soon was taking it as if nothing was there. Joe kept face fucking Kent for several more minutes and decided he needed to feel Kent’s pussy wrapped around his cock. Kyle was all over Ian and had him pushed to the bed. He climbed on top and fed his cock to an eager mouth. Ian was licking and sucking all over Kyle’s cock and balls. Kyle tried to push deeper but unlike his friend, Ian was having a lot of problems getting the pierced dick into his throat. Kyle jabbed his cock in deep and held it there a few seconds and started to feel Ian wretch. He pulled back and let Ian recover and decided on a shallow blowjob after that. Ian slobbered a lot of spit over his cock and Kyle could see even more spit running down his cheeks. Kyle pulled out and sat down on Ian’s face and “let” him rim his ass. Ian’s tongue seemed eager to dig into the sweaty ass and Kyle was moaning from Ian’s tongue both licking and poking into his hole. Joe looked over at Kyle and Ian and realized he was going to have to use something other than the bed since Kyle was right in the middle of the king sized bed. He looked around and decided the balcony offered a couple of possibilities. He reached down and pulled Kent up to his feet and led him out there. The warm moist air made the venue completely different than the chilled hotel room. Once on the balcony, Joe pushed Kent to the railing. “Grab on, its gonna be a bumpy ride” Joe joked as Kent grabbed the railing and he pushed Kent’s legs wider. The night sky was clear and there was a gentle breeze blowing. The sounds of crashing waves added a nice backdrop to drown out the quieter sounds the two were about to make. Joe was on his knees, prying Kent’s butt apart and then burying his face into the crevice. Joe hadn’t shaved since they left home and was growing his beard out. The stubble above the fuller chinstrap beard he usually had bristled against Kent’s butt cheeks and his tongue jabbed at his pucker. Sweat was dripping down Kent’s back and added an additional flavor to his regular scent and crotch sweat. Joe’s tongue fucked in and out and he could feel the hole start to relax. He pulled back and used his finger to circle the hungry ass-cunt. He heard Kent moan and wiggle his ass. Standing, he dragged his cock up between the crack and let the piercing rest on the hole. He leaned over Kent, his chest lightly pressing on Kent’s back. “What do you want?” Joe whispered in his ear. “I need your cock” Kent responded. “What else?” Joe asked as he began humping Kent’s ass, his cock riding along the crack. “Your cum” Kent moaned back. “What kind of cum?” Joe asked. “Your poz cum” Kent begged. “You ready to get charged up, Kent?” asked Joe. “Oh god yeah. Breed me good” Kent said while he started to rock his hips back to meet Joe’s thrusts along the crack. Joe aimed his shaft lower and drove in hard, feeling his cock squeeze into the tight ring. After a few more stabs, the piercing and his head were inside the tight tunnel. Joe had been leaking precum since he first started humping Kent and now it was making the passage slick as well. His strokes got longer until he bottomed out, his trimmed pubes pressed tightly against Kent’s ass. Joe wrapped his arm around Kent’s neck and started thrusting his cock in and out. He heard Kent whimper, but it didn’t seem to be from pain. He was submitting to Joe’s cock and letting Joe use him as he wanted. Joe felt Kent work his ass muscles around his shaft. He wasn’t aggressive like he wanted Joe to breed him right away, but enough to be more than a human fleshlight. Joe fucked faster and he knew anyone close could hear the grunts over the sound of the waves. Joe reached around with his other arm and twisted Kent’s left nipple and Kent dutifully clamped down on Joe’s cock. “You want it, Kent?” Joe asked as his arm pressed tighter on Kent’s neck. “Breed me, Joe. Mark my ass” Kent begged through his gasps. The words spurred Joe on and his thrusts got slower but more deliberate. The slaps of skin and the grunts from both guys could be heard all around. Joe’s balls had pulled tight and his cock was throbbing. Joe held Kent tight and gave his cock one more stab inside and unleashed a torrent of poz cum into the abused cave. His body shook, trying to get every bug filled drop of seed inside Kent. “Oh my fucking god, you did it! I can feel your cum inside me” Kent yelled out. Joe chuckled and rammed his cock in a few more times and slowly withdrew the shaft from Kent’s throbbing hole. “Stay there a minute” Joe said as he walked inside. Kyle watched Joe and Kent go outside and after face fucking Ian for a while and then getting rimmed, he slid down Ian’s body and pushed his legs over Kyle’s shoulders. His cock was dripping both saliva and precum as he pressed it to the puckered opening. He looked down at Ian and grinned. Ian locked eyes back with him and Kyle could see the fear and excitement in his eyes. “You want this poz dick?” Kyle asked. Ian nodded and Kyle pushed in a few times until the ring and his cock head popped inside. Ian let out a loud grunt, the spit and precum not being nearly enough lube for his tight chute. Kyle waited a moment and then rocked his hips until his cock was sliding easily in and out of Ian’s neg cunt. With each thrust, the piercings of the ladder would ripple through the outer ring of Ian’s pussy, sending shivers throughout Ian’s body. The harder Kyle fucked the more he felt them wrecking his guts. Kyle knew he could fuck deeper doggy style, but he liked watching the expressions on Ian’s face as he fucked him on his back. His pounding got harder and harder and then he leaned in. Kyle whispered “I’m not on meds, this load is going to be really toxic.” Ian flinched and his hole gripped Kyle’s cock tighter than it had before. Kyle moaned and felt his cock start to throb. He began thrusting in faster as his balls prepared their potent mixture. Kyle let out a few grunts as he slammed his cock in deep each time. His cock began to spew his viral seed into Ian’s battered hole. The toxic cream coated every crevice and ripple of Ian’s fuck chute, looking for any way to invade his body. Kyle gave a couple last thrusts and laid there on top of Ian, panting. Joe walked in just as Kyle had pumped the last spurt of venom into Ian. He stood there a moment and grinned. “Dude, you gotta feel this hole. It’s like fuckin velvet. Well, wet velvet now” Joe said and laughed. Kyle got up, slowly pulling his still partially hard cock from Ian’s ass. As Kyle walked toward the balcony, Joe took his place on the bed. He looked down at Ian and asked “Ready for more?” Before Ian could answer, Joe’s hard shaft slid into the slick tunnel. He could feel Ian twitch with each thrust and knew that Kyle had fucked him hard. He slowed down and let Ian relax a bit. Moans soon started coming out of Ian’s mouth and Joe decided to try flipping him over, so he pulled out and rolled Ian over. While pulling up on his hips slightly, Joe firmly drove his cock back inside and rolled his hips, plunging in and out of Ian’s well worn hole. Kyle walked out on to the balcony and saw Kent standing there, his arms splayed out on the railing and his legs spread wide on the floor. Cum was dripping out of his hole and he told Kent “Tsk, Tsk. You’re wasting Joe’s cum. I’m going to have to replace it.” “Wha…” was all that Kent could get out as Kyle jammed his cock into Kent’s pussy. “FUCK!” was the next thing out of Kent’s mouth. Anyone on their balcony or in the gardens below heard Kent’s scream. Kyle began fucking the still tight, cum-filled hole. His hands were on Kent’s shoulders and his hips were swaying back and forth, driving his cock deep inside Kent’s hole. His strokes got longer as almost the whole length of Kyle’s cock was sliding in and out. He fucked faster and started to hear Kent cry out with each stroke and he knew Kent’s hole was feeling the wrath of his new piercings. Kyle ratcheted up the intensity and was now pounding Kent’s ass. When his balls started to churn again, he knew he was going to shoot soon. He held off as long as he could and then slammed in and let his balls go. Shot after shot if his tainted cum pumped into Kent’s wrecked hole. Kent let out a weary “Oh fuck!” as he felt his ass getting filled with more poz cum. Kyle backed away and his softened cock plopped out of Kent’s swollen hole. He was waiting for Kent to turn around and hopefully suck his cock clean, but instead Kent stood, turned and walked right past him and into the room. Kyle turned around and followed him inside and watched Kent pull his shorts on and walk out of the room, carrying his shirt and sandals and saying nothing. He stood there a moment with his mouth open, shocked that he just got ditched like that. Kyle shook his head and walked over to the bed, leaned in and kissed Joe. Joe pulled Ian on to all fours and Kyle kneeled in front of Ian, who quickly started licking the cum that was dripping off of Kyle’s cock. Joe fucked faster and Kyle followed his example, fucking Ian’s throat. They pounded into each end until Joe gave a final shove and painted another layer of deadly cum all over Ian’s guts. Joe pulled back and collapsed on to the bed and Kyle did the same. Ian turned around and started to lick Joe’s cock clean of the mixture of cum, precum, and ass juice. Ian knew he would be feeling this fuck for a few days and with the coppery taste in his mouth knew that his string of taking poz loads and staying neg might be over. Once Joe’s cock was clean he crawled up between them on the bed and laid back. “Where did Kent go?” Ian asked. “I think he realized he’s not ready to be a poz pig like he thought he was” Kyle said. Joe let out a laugh and looked at Ian. “I hope you are, cuz I’m looking forward to pumping a few more loads into that hot ass of yours.” “I guess its too late to turn back now. I couldn’t start pep until I’m back home and thats in five more days” Ian said. The three made out and chatted for a while until they finally fell asleep. Ian woke up in the middle of the night with Kyle’s cock pushing back into his tender hole. He pulled his ass apart and pushed back on to the stiff cock. He felt Kyle’s cock piston into him and used his sore muscles to milk it. His own cock was rock hard and he guided it between Joe’s ass cheeks. Joe stirred and then pushed back and Ian suddenly found his cock deep inside another guy’s ass for the first time in over a year. Kyle started pumping faster and Ian was gasping for breath. Kyle shoved in and forced the last inch of Ian’s cock into Joe. Kyle’s cock pulsed as several shots of poisonous cream filled Ian’s cunt. Feeling Kyle unload inside him caused Ian to shoot. He hadn’t cum for over a week and he was full. Almost a dozen shots of neg cum pumped into Joe’s empty hole. Joe moaned and wiggled his ass around Ian’s still hard cock and they all fell back asleep.

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CHAPTER FOUR By the time the weekend rolled around, I was more excited than a kid on Christmas morning. The only thing that would make this group setting hotter were for the guys to be poz, but having a bunch of construction hunks working me over? Still a dream come true, status or not. Pat had confirmation from eight of the guy. Not as many as he’d originally thought, but a few chickened out last minute -which is to be expected with straight guys wondering how far they’re willing to go for a fuck. A couple others had commitments come up that they couldn’t get out of. Still, eight men plus Pat are more than enough to give my pig hole a good pounding. He set it up for mid-afternoon, figuring that even if the guys got done with me within a few hours, we’d still have time to post some ads for poz guys or hit a book store or bathhouse afterwards. Pat went to the motel alone and told me he would text me when all of the guys arrived so that I could walk in to a full room of horny men needing to be serviced. I didn’t even care that I was sporting a major bulge in my pants as I walked to the room. There was no way to help it. As soon as I walked in the room, the men all stared at me. I was surprised that they were all still dressed. I guess for a bunch of straight guys, standing around naked wasn’t something they were comfortable with. I actually felt my stomach drop a little -I just knew that this wasn’t going to turn out as hot as I’d hoped. They were probably just going to open their pants, fuck me, blow their load, and take off. Still, I pasted a smile on my face, walked up to Pat, got on my knees and fished his growing dick out of his pants. Hopefully if I put on a good enough show, they’ll get into it. And luckily they did. As soon as I got Pat’s beautiful meat in my mouth, I felt someone behind me, grabbing my ass. I’d only worn my standard nylon trackies, commando, so they would have easy access. And the man behind me easily slipped my pants down to my ankles and, with no ceremony, began to slid his cock into my awaiting hole. “Fuck, he’s already wet,” he gasped loudly for the other guys to hear. “Did you fuck him earlier?” he asked Pat. Pat laughed. “Fuck yeah, we fuck every day,” he told him. "Gave him a couple of loads before lunch," he added proudly. “Damn, ass feels better than I thought it would,” the man grunted, beginning to really pump me now. His dick was nice, about as long as Pat’s but thicker, so I was feeling a nice stretch. Now the other guys were starting to get into it. Slowly they all began to take the bulges out of their pants, and their cocks were free to jack in front of them until they got a turn in me. Pat pulled his cock out of my mouth and guided one of the other men to take his place. I didn’t get a look at him, really, but I had barely registered any of them when I walked into the room. I have to admit that, while I have eyes for cock (and a nice butt to eat), I really only have eyes for Pat. So when I walked into the room, he’s the only man I saw. The rest were just cocks. The man in my ass began to pound me hard and fast and I braced myself for the big load I knew he was going to deliver into me. And wow, was it ever big. It felt like he was pissing! He held inside me for over a minute, sort of petting my lower back as we stood joined. “You got a lot in you, buddy,” he told me. “My wife’s been out of town visiting her mother for a couple of weeks. That’s a big two-week load you got in you,” he said, giving my ass a slap before extracting his shrinking cock. Quickly, I pulled off of the cock I was sucking and spun around, taking the man’s cock in my mouth to clean him off, while I shoved my ass towards the dick I’d gotten wet and ready. So, the second man sank into me as I nursed the first fucker’s cock, milking out every drop before he finally stepped back and allowed another man at my mouth. The guys were all a little stunned that I sucked the cock straight out of my hole, but I guess seeing how slutty it made me, and just knowing how piggy they thought it was, it just got them more in the mood to fuck me like a real motel room whore. The next three hours went just like that. Each of them took a couple of turns on my ass and mouth, but I was happy that all of the men agreed to only put their loads in my ass. While I like a mouthful of cum every now and again, it’s just more satisfying to me to get it up the ass. None of that pesky stomach acid destroying any other gifts they might be delivering. I guess all it really takes to get straight men to lighten up is take their load. Greedily, too. They could see how much I wanted it, and in that environment, everything just turns animal. It’s just men fucking. Doesn’t matter who or what they’re fucking, they are just doing what evolution has programmed them to do. All in all, by six thirty that Saturday evening my hole had received seventeen loads from Pat’s construction crew buddies, not counting the two from Pat earlier in the day that had lubed my hole. He walked the guys out and, as he closed the door behind him, he turned and leaned on it, grinning at me. “That was fucking hot,” he said. “But I bet you’re ready for some more, aren’t you?” All of that cum in me had only fueled my hunger, and I felt insatiable. I would take on a thousand men in the mood I was in. “You have no idea,” I told him, almost in a pant. My heart was pounding and my breathing was coming almost in gasps. I felt desperate. “Hang on, I need to piss, and then I’ll hop online and see if we can find you some poz dick for that hole,” he laughed, heading to the bathroom. In just my jock strap now, I followed him in. As soon as he pulled his cock out of his pants, I grabbed his dick and guided him over to the bathtub where I climbed in and looked up at him. He started laughing and shaking his dick at me. “You want my piss? Want me to piss all over you? Fuck, you’re extra piggy today,” he laughed. “Fine, might as well go all in, then,” he added before going back out into the room and getting my trackies and tee shirt. He tossed them to me. “Put ‘em on,” he instructed. Once I was fully dressed, he began to piss on me. Starting from the top of my head, he then aimed directly into my mouth, where I swallowed as much as I could, and then he hosed me down over my chest, stomach, and then concentrated on my crotch, wetting my nylon pants until they were shiny and soaked. So there I was, with an ass full of cum -which was rapidly oozing out of my well-fucked hole- and fully clothed, drenched in piss. I’d never felt like such a pig in my life. I also couldn’t remember being so horny, either. Pat could see it just by looking in my eyes. “You need it bad, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes. You’re gone into full-on whore mode.” He was not laughing now, as he could see and practically feel my hunger. He told me to wait in the tub and let the excess piss drain off of me while he went to see if he could find anyone to fuck me. Less than five minutes later I heard the door close and Pat returned with someone. I could hear the other man’s voice. “I found you some more dick,” he called to me. “Come and get it, piss pig.” I think he was feeling the same energy that I was, because he was starting to get into the verbal that he knows I enjoy so much. I walked out of the bathroom, still soaked in his piss, and saw Pat standing next to a man I recognized as a pimp. I’d seen him with a few of his girls just outside of the motel entrance. He was taller than me. Black. Grungy looking, tough and mean looking, but the way he was grabbing his crotch told me was into it. “Tony here has seen, and heard, us fucking in here ever since I started renting this room,” Pat told me. “He’s straight, only ever fucks his whores, but he thinks you must be a big whore. I told him that you are a big whore. And a good one.” I felt my heart pounding in my chest. This was surreal. It’s not that I was attracted to this man -he wasn’t even remotely attractive, especially standing next to a stud like Pat. But knowing that he’s a pimp, and only fucks his skanky whores, it just made things that much sleazier. And so much hotter! I couldn’t help but wonder if he was infected with anything. “Come on, bitch, I gotta get back out there and keep an eye on my business,” he growled at me. “Suck it and get it wet,” he instructed, pulling his very long looking dick out of his dirty pants. At only half-mast, this pimp was sporting about eight inches. I dropped to my knees at his feet and began to give him a good tongue bath that had in grunting in no time. His crotch smelled very musky, like he hadn’t showered in a day or two. And his cock, well, that kept growing in my mouth. Fuck, he wasn’t too thick, but he’d grown to at least eleven inches, perhaps twelve. He didn’t let me suck him long -this wasn’t a seduction, after all. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he yanked me off of his cock and shoved me towards the bed, where I landed on all fours. He grabbed a handful of the back of my trackies and yanked them down. Quickly he slammed balls deep into me. Out of all of the men who fucked me today, this pimp was by far the roughest, not to mention he had the biggest dick. This was a man who was used to treating whoever he stuck his dick into like nothing but trash. Practically inanimate objects, just vessels to be filled. As soon as the man entered me, Pat rushed around to my front and watched me with concerned eyes. Sure, he wanted to make this as memorable and dirty as possible, but he clearly was worried this pimp was going to hurt me. Despite the man who was basically punishing my hole, staring up into Pat’s eyes, we were the only two men in the room. His eyes never left mine, but he did reach down and hold my hands on the dingy bedspread. When the pimp was getting close, he grabbed my hips really hard. It was painful as he dug his dirty nails into my skin. “Where you want this stuff? You want it up that faggot kunt?” he panted. “Dump it up his ass!” Pat ordered him. “Breed me!” I begged. “Fucking sluttier than any of my girls, the number of guys I saw leaving this room today. Should be making money with this hot fucking ass,” he said through gritted teeth. I guess I should be flattered that he was actually enjoying my ass, but still all I could see was Pat, and all I wanted was cum. “You really want my load? Huh, bitch? Didn’t even ask me about no condoms or anything? You that big a fuckin’ whore?” he yelled at me. “I don’t care, breed me!” I yelled. Pat was now smiling huge as we listened to this guy insinuating that he might be infected. I wanted to bend lower and take his cock into my mouth again, but he pulled my head up instead, and our lips locked while the pimp finished off with my ass. “Look at the two faggots kissing,” the pimp said. “Fine, you get what you deserve, fucking fags. You want AIDS? I’ll give you fuckin’ AIDS. Take it! Here it fucking comes you bitchwhorekunt!” he roared, ramming balls-deep into me and spray painting my insides with his venomous seed. As soon as he finished cumming he literally yanked his dick out of my hole with a loud sloppy wet popping sound. “Clean this motherfuckin’ dick like a good bitch supposed to do,” he instructed. I removed my lips from Pats and turned around to lick the big piece of meat clean. I was stunned when I saw his still engorged cock swaying in front of me. His dick was covered in blood. Mixed with all of that cum, yes, but it wasn’t pink. It was red. He’d torn me up good. My heart was pounding again, really hard, as I licked him clean. And I was stunned again when I felt Pat’s tongue at my hole -licking my blood as it oozed out of my damaged hole. I finished with the pimp, he slapped me lightly on the side of the head to tell me he’d had enough, and then he stuffed his still semi-hard cock back into his pants. “You ever want to make a few bucks, you come see me,” he said before disappearing out the door. I’d never felt so cheap and used in my entire life. Nothing I’d ever done before at the book stores or bathhouses compared. This was as low as I’d ever sunk. And I was still turned-the-fuck-ON. Of course, that could have something to do with the insane rimming that Pat was giving my ass. This was the first time he’d actually rimmed me -thought I’d done him plenty of times before. I think this was it for him, too. The moment when we truly surrendered to the calling for cum, for us being true pigs, for HIV and AIDS. Judging by the way he held my ass, a cheek tight in each hand, and his face mashed as hard into me as he could get it, he was all in. When he finally came up for air, he was panting loudly. I spun around and just lunged at him. I needed to kiss him. His entire mouth area was covered in my blood and a mixture of all of those loads. Our tongues invaded each other’s mouths as our arms pulled us as close as we could get. And feeling that we were both rock hard, I knew that this day was far from over. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the day that I would get infected. That we get infected. Maybe I already am. And maybe so is Pat. Before I had time to give it much thought, Pat pulled away and hopped off the side of the bed. He grinned at me and said, "I've got another surprise for you . . ."

Fucking a guy who is passed out. I don't want to be a prude, but I think that is called rape.

Chapter XVI The next day was just pretty normal until about 6pm when I got another email from the poz guy. I opened it up to see what he was doing this time. It started with another pic of his huge cock, only this time with a big drop of precum clinging to the end of it. He wrote that he was waiting for a reply from us on when we wanted his cock in us and filling our holes with his nice toxic loads. He went on to write that he was not going to be fucking anyone else till we got his loads first. I closed the email quickly and found myself breathing very hard. What the hell, I did not want pozzed and was sure my boy didn't either. When my love got home from work I again showed him the email. He just gasped and said the same thing I had been thinking, what the hell? He told me it seemed that guy thought because we had let him fuck us once, he could do it again anytime at all and next time with a hvl to really poz us. We both tried to ignore it but about every other day a new email came to one or both of us now. They always had a pic of the guys giant cock with more and more precum dripping and then finally of his cock coated with a huge load of cum, which he wrote should have been in one of our holes. Then came one of a vid of him jacking his cock, slowly, till he spurted a huge load all over his chest and telling us he could hardly wait to spurt like that in our holes. We both admitted that the pics and the vid were hot as hell. That gigantic cock was all we could talk about and how great it had felt, but we both said there was no way it was going in us now that he was fully toxic. About three weeks later, after more and more emails. My boy and I were making love. The vid that day had been very hot as the poz guy had not only jacked himself but run a pretty good sized dildo up his ass as he started to cum. WOW It had been hot. As my boy and I were getting hotter and hotter in bed. My guy was really pounding my hole hard and I could tell he was about ready to cum, when out of the blue I heard myself say, "Yeah, do it, cum in me, fill me up full, I want your POZ cum running out of my hole." Oops, what the hell did I say, my boy rammed home one more time and was cumming but as he leaned back from me a bit, I saw how wide his eyes had gotten. He was staring at me very weird. I didn't even realize what I had just said until that moment. I was mortified and my boy rolled off of me still staring at me. I asked if I had just said what I said as I couldn't believe it had come out of my mouth. My boy just nodded and kept staring at me. Then he asked what the heck was I thinking about. I had no idea. It had just popped out. Did I really want pozzed or what the hell. OMG What did I do?

OMG What Did I Do? Part V I could hardly wait for my boyfriend to get home. That message just got me hotter than hell for some reason, thinking about a guy with a huge cock and he knows us apparently but not anyone we know. For some reason I was now almost panting for some sex. My hole just kept tingling from the thought of someone may have been watching us and thinking we were a very hot couple. Not any time too soon, my boyfriend arrived home and I met him at the door naked and tearing his clothes off. Drug him into the bedroom and on top of me. My mouth dropped onto his cock and sucked like I was sucking for my life and soon had him hard and dripping precum galore. He was busy, too, eating my hole and dipping his tongue in and driving me crazier. Then he pulled away grabbed me and threw me on my back, lifted my legs into the air and rammed his cock in me with only his and my spit on his cock and my hole for lube. I groaned with the pain at first but it did not take long before his thrusts had me in pure heaven. He pounded my hole like there was no tomorrow and then I felt it, his cock expanded and then he growled and rammed his cock as deep as he could and was cumming a river in me. WOW We laid there then as he lowered my legs down and we laid in each others arms for a good hour afterwards. Then we finally got enough energy to get up to go eat supper. During supper I started to open up a little to my boy about my fantasies. I told him I had been looking online at some sites and getting off with my dildoes as we hadn't been doing much, sex wise anyway. I told him I felt guilty doing it but it seemed like it was helping us. I asked if he cared and he told me that it seemed to be working well. He laughed then and said a little fantasy never hurt anybody and to be honest he had thought of a couple of hot guys he had seen when fucking me and loved it that way too. We laughed then, but I could not tell him about this new guy I had seen as I was thinking my thoughts about that and the fact the guy seemed to have spied on us sometime or other was over the line a little. But it was nice to know my boyfriend had a good imagination also. We watched TV naked in bed after supper wrapped in each other's arms till we fell asleep. After our talk the next two or three days went by quickly although our schedules prevented us from seeing much of each other again, until bedtime and sleep came easy then from a lot of work. I was pretty satisfied for the time being. Being the little cum slut I was, though, it did not last and I found myself, on the 4th day after our talk, turning the computer on and looking to see who was on that I could have a hot talk with and pound my insatiable hole with a dildo with. A couple of sites had, basically, nothing on and turned to my main one then to see what could happen. There were two or three messages there from guys I had played with before but they were not quite what I wanted and then saw a message from THE guy. I opened it and he was writing me to tell me how nice the trails were at the park the last couple of days. He went on to say that he thought sure he would see me walking or maybe sitting around trying to get a look at his cock. He had included a pic this time, but it was just the tip of his cock with a large drop of precum oozing out of the hole in it. It really did look huge, but again he was not online. I just stared at the tip of his cock and without even hardly knowing what I was doing my hand had grasped my dildo and was lining it up with my hole as I looked. I came out of it a little as it dawned on me that I had my dildo halfway in me already while thinking about a huge 11" cock in me. WOW I was almost ready to cum just thinking about it. I decided that I just had to see that for real and then I could forget about it finally. I made plans to take the next day off of work and head for the park and find a place to hide so I could watch the main trail and get a look at him if he came by. I prepared a snack to take along as I decided I was going to be there all day if it took that long. I also packed my largest dildo and lube as I just knew if I did get to see him I would have to ram it in me to get off for sure. I called work the next morning as soon as my boy left and told them I was not feeling all that good but put me down for PTO instead of sick leave as I was sure I would be back the next day and I wasn't going to the doctor. With my hard work they didn't bat an eye but just said to hurry back in. I then dressed in a tshirt and shorts with a jockstrap and headed for the park.