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Hi guys, Ive been lurking around here for a while reading about all the delicious loads taken, while having never had any myself, id sucked a cock or two or before and in the last few months have been using toys on myself a bit, but had always been a little nervous to show the slut id slowly turned myself in to, well not anymore, as of last night I officially was bred twice and loved it!! I had messaged a guy in the past id met through mutual friends, who i knew was gay, who lived near me, who being 26 was slightly older than me, about having some fun but had gotten cold feet, i messaged him to try and explain and hope he would still want to catch up and all i got in reply was, "I knew you would be back, having fun atm, come over now" i instantly felt the nerves come back but the bluntness of his message was really turning me on so i stuffed it back down, had a quick shower and drove over there, knocked on the door and was greeted by my guy wearing just shorts, he introduced himself and said to follow him in as he had someone else to introduce me to, so we walk back in to his lounge room and sitting on the couch is a HOT daddy type guy, slightly chubby, stroking a nice big uncut cock that was glistening with im guessing saliva from the other guy, he didnt stand just said hello and asked if i would be joining them, i nervously explained my situation and we all had a little chat, before the other young guy called me over to where he was sitting, layed my head in his lap and started to play with my ass while i blew him, all the while this hot daddy sat there stroking and watching, until he suddenly stood up, walked over to us, and grabbing me by my shoulders sat me up, where he looked down in to my eyes and asked if i was ready, to which i stuttered out a awkward yes, they then stood me over the young guy, who was sitting, who proceeded to work some lube in my hole while daddy stood in front of me and while holding my throat with one hand and the other on my chest, slowly pushed me down on to the young guys cock while staring in to my eyes with the most intense look, at first it was incredibly painful, while not being the biggest it felt as though it took ages of them both gently pulling me down before i felt his full length inside me, and holy fuck did it feel good, daddy started to pull me up by my throat, a little at first, but increasing until i was sliding up and down young guys shaft taking his cock easily, daddy started to talk, telling me how much of a slut i was, how i was born to take cock for him and all sorts of other things i cant remember from the moment, this must of been really turning on the young guy as i felt him starting to really pound in to me, which bought me back down to earth with a little bit of pain, before grabbing.my shoulders and pulling me right back, forcing all of his cock in to me as he blew, this drove daddy wild and he was pushing me back and forth and slapping me while this young guy bred me, after sitting there for a second enjoying the little bit of warmth flowing in to me and the cock spasming inside of me daddy guided.me up by.my throat and almost threw me straight on my knees on the couch where he said " we cant have you leaking now can we" which drove me wild as he left the room and came back with a small plug that slid in to me with the most satisfying pop as it sealed up my cummy hole, we all sat on the couch for a minute while I caught my breath and they asked how that was, this was the first load of two i got last night, sorry for the long winded post but if you guys would like to hear the rest leave a comment and il tell you all how i got the second,much bigger load, thanks! One very satisfied young slut

Dawn was breaking by the time they finished with me. My face and bottom were covered in spunk, and my belly felt like it had been pumped full of it a well. I manged to retrieve my clothes and crawled out onto the beach. I dressed, but realised I still couldn’t go home like this. I remembered an old, brick toilet set back from the beach in some bushes and thought there might be a basin I could wash the worst of the filth off. There didn’t seem to be anyone around, so I crept up to the building and went inside. It smelt of piss and damp. There were some urinals and cubicles and a cracked wash basin which had running water. I took off my trousers and peeled my underpants off my sticky buttocks and ran some water in the bowl. It was difficult, but I managed to raise one leg on to the edge so I could apply water to my arsehole which was puffy and sore. Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps and a short, fat man came through the door. He was wearing stained overalls, rubber boots and was carrying a mop and bucket. I froze with shock, and he grinned as he saw my bare arse and the puffy slit between the cheeks. “’ello.” He said. “what’s all this? Got yourself fucked did you?” I lowered my leg and stood there miserably as he laughed at my discomfort. “That’s why I like the early shift,” He said. “There’s often some dirty bastard washing his bum hole in the morning.” He put the bucket down and unzipped the front of his overalls. He had a fat, hairy belly and around the belly button was a large biohazard tattoo. When he pulled the zipper lower, a thick cock with a large mushroom cock fell into his fist and swelled into erection. “You alright in there, Mick?” Shouted a voice from outside. “Oh yeah,” He called back, turning me round and bending me over the washbasin. He dug out a battered tin of Vaseline and smeared it over my gaping hole. “This won’t take long, mate!” I felt his cock pushing into me. It forced my hole further open around the mushroom head, then slid into my gut with a delicious sliding feeling. “I’ll just clean the ladies, then, shall I?” Called the voice from outside. Mick was thrusting in and out, gasping with pleasure as he sodomised me over the basin. “Y..you…ooof…yeah you do that!” He gasped, lifting his belly onto my backside and going deeper up me. I was crushed over the cold porcelain as he worked himself to a climax. “Here it comes you dirty sod!” He grunted and I felt his cock throbbing inside me as he added his spunk to the cum already swimming inside me. “That’s better.” He sighed, pulling his cock out, wiping it with a dirty cloth and zipping up his overalls before wiping my bottom with the same rag. “Thanks,” I mumbled. He turned away and started mopping the floor. “Bye then.” I said. He ignored me, so I pulled on my underwear and trousers and went outside. Another man was emerging from the ladies with a bucket, and he raised an eyebrow when he saw me, then jerked his hips suggestively. I blushed and walked off with his laughter in my ears. By now it was nearly 9 o’clock and I knew Bill would be at the sauna, so I headed of there to get a shower. I let myself in and found him behind the desk drinking coffee. “Where you been?” He said, “Your mum’s been round looking for you.” I explained about what had happened and he gave a whistle of appreciation. “You ended up under the promenade, then? Bloody hell, they’re real tramps under there. Did you get fucked by an old guy with a warty cock and sores?” I nodded my head. “Then your arse will be swimming with bugs by now! His names John and he’s well known for having the clap and god knows what else!” As he spoke, I noticed his cock thicken and stiffen in his shorts and a dark pre-cum stain appear at the tip. “Mind you, there’s some find that gets them horny. Strip off and show me your arse.” I did as I was told, and he turned me round and stuck a finger up me, which slid in easily from the cleaner’s spunk from earlier. “We’d best phone your mum and tell her you’re ok.” He dropped his shorts and bent me over the counter and then dialled my home. As the phone rang, he slowly slid his cock up me and grunted with pleasure. “Oh yeah, nothing like an arse full of bugs around my cock.” I heard my mother answer and Bill said “That’s right, he’s here. I’m with him now.” He pushed his cock deeper and I squealed with pleasure. “Yeah, he’s happy enough….that’s so wet and dripping…no I was just saying there’s a drip in the shower…oof I’m going to cum..sorry I said I’ll make sure he comes straight home..ahhh.” With that he shot a huge load up me in spasms as my mother thanked him for looking out for me and rang off. Bill pulled out and I saw his cock was covered in slime. “”Lovely!” He said, pushing his cock back into his shorts. “I’ll leave it dirty to marinade” He ruffled my hair. “You’re a good one, a right dirty little pig. Lube yourself up and get off upstairs. They’ll be in soon and you’ve got work to do.”

PART SEVEN "Bend over and show me that hole", Peter instructed Robert, and he obediently did as he was told, getting up on all fours, and turning around, grabbing his own buttocks and spreading them, displaying his sweet, pink, swollen ass lips to Peter. He turned to Peter and asked "So, what do you think?" "Definitely a boy-pussy now, huh?" Said Peter. "Fuuuuck.... look at that...." he exclaimed, as a stream of cum started leaking out of Robert as he stretched his hole open with his fingers, trying hard to show off for this new man, like a good bitch should. "Lemme have a taste...." Peter sighed with some lust in his voice, kneeling down and putting his face right into the lad's tender cheeks, savoring the flavour of Robert's freshly violated special spot, running his tongue all over, kissing and sucking and tongue-fucking Robert's sweet hole, the young man now purring like a kitten at this attention he was getting, and whimpering and moaning with pleasure. Peter's tongue was gentle, warm and moist, and he knew what he was doing. He would flatten out his tongue and run it from Robert's scrotum to his anus, and then with more pressure, flick the tip of his tongue over the rim, increasing in pace, and then inserting it into his hole, massaging it and sucking it with his lips and tongue, as best he could, while also trying to suck and felch out any remaining cum. Robert's body was breaking out in goosebumps and shivers at how good it felt being rimmed by this man. He simply didn't want it to end, and started becoming erect again, and dripping pre-cum all over the floor. "Dirty little fag", Andre chuckled, now seated in the corner, gently stroking his cock and watching the action unfold in front of him. "You like that, don't ya? Mmmmmm". Peter stopped rimming, and picked Robert up by putting his hands under his armpits, and told him to bend over and touch his toes. Robert obeyed, now wanting what he could at least guess what was coming. "You want this cock, boy?" Peter asked, in a dominant tone. "Yes, please, sir." Replied Robert. "But.... sir, you know I've never been fucked by a guy with a dick as big as yours.... I don't know if I can take it." Peter held a single finger to his lips and simply said "Shhhh." Then chuckled, turning around and grabbing his underwear, he wiped his ass with them and with his cock in his other hand, unleashed a torrent of piss all over them, soaking them as best he could. He returned to Robert, and grabbing his hair with one hand, he yanked his head back, and commanded "Open your mouth, slut". Robert was a tad shocked, but felt turned on that Peter had known to treat him in a similar fashion to how Andre had just before. He opened his mouth and Peter stuffed his piss soaked undies into his mouth. "Stay here, and keep those in your mouth. Take them out only when I say, and if you break this rule, there will be punishment". Robert tried to reply "Yes, sir". But if got muffled by the wet, stinking cloth in his mouth. It tasted bitter and kind of salty, but he knew it was a product of a man's penis and bladder, and that turned him on immensely. He began to suck out the piss, as Peter turned around, put his pants back on, and went back into the store for a couple of minutes. He returned with a roll of special bondage tape, which they sold in the store, and approached Robert, wrapping the tape around his mouth with the underwear in it. "There, that should do the trick". Peter said, proud of his own handiwork. "Fuck... you crack me up, you dirty bastard...." Andre said, with a bit of a laugh. Peter chuckled, taking his pants off, and positioned himself behind the hunched over Robert, caressing his ass, and holding his erect monster of a cock in one hand, started directing his member towards the entrance of Robert's flesh tunnel. He pushed with a small amount of force, and Robert could feel his anal opening, sore and swollen, reacting to the pressure. He winced, but Peter kept pressing in, slow, steady pressure against the hole he was now fully intent on wrecking with his ass-destroyer. Robert's hole started to relax and give way, and Peter, starting to feel his cock head press inside, by the time he got the head fully in, he rammed it home, almost knocking Robert over with the force of his brutal thrust. "Aaaaah! Mmmmmm" Robert tried to cry out, but his cries were so muted by the underwear in his mouth, and soon enough, Andre had approached, clutching the bottle of poppers. He offered it to Robert, holding it against one nostril at a time, while pinching the other closed for him. After a few deep puffs of the little brown bottle, Robert's head began to spin slightly, and he could feel his ass relaxing around the invading weapon. It began to feel amazing, and as Peter felt the ass around his cock, he said "Yeah, that's it. Open that hole for me." Grabbing Robert's hips, he began pistoning his massive penis inside the lad's distended hole, more and more athletically with each stroke. They both started sighing and breathing heavily, and Robert began getting vocal, but not being able to accent words, resorting to lots of pleasured moans and whimpers. "Fuuuuck, that's nice." Said Peter, "You've got a great hole, here. Feels good with that cum inside, too. Nice and sloppy". He began thrusting really hard and violently, and suddenly, he pushed in and held his cock in Robert's ass, balls deep. Robert moaned as he felt Peter's cock throbbing and twitching, as it seemingly vibrated against the lining of his ass, he could feel the guy's cock spurting his cum deep in his guts. Peter laid over the young man, holding his chest and breathing heavy and slow, taking deep breaths. They were drenched in sweat and stale piss, and the room had a faint odor of sex, piss, sweat and cum. Peter got up, told Robert to stand back up, and removed the tape from his face, and took the soaked undies out of Robert's mouth, then grabbed the guy and they kissed passionately, Peter only stopping to compliment Robert on his piggish, slutty behaviour and the flavour of piss on his breath and tongue. "You're a good fuck, dude. If you want to, we could exchange phone numbers and maybe hook up another time. It kind of goes against store policy for me to interact with punters, but this can be our little secret, what do ya say?" Peter asked Robert.

My ass was a cummy mess! I looked at it with my iphone camera and I was fucking oozing! It was almost 10:30 now and I wanted to make one more stop that night before I called it quits. I walked out of the video store smiling my ass off and I was sure all the guys knew I had taken lots of cum. I hailed a cab on 8th ave and headed to a small bareback sex party in the east village… **************** **************** ************** I rang the buzzer of the apartment near Astor place and was buzzed in quickly. I checked my clothes while exchanging pleasantries with the host, whom I have know for some time being a semi-frequent attendee of his party. This particular party was advertised as a bareback party, condoms would be provided but it was expected that you were going raw. As I was packing my thing into the trash bag for the clothes check, the buzzer rang and in came a sexy German guy. He was naked and hard in a few short minutes and I went into the play room. The room was equipped with a sling and some benches for play and lube, I had my own poppers. I sat down and the german sat next to me, we started stroking each others cocks, but he didn’t want to do more. I however wanted more cum up my ass, especially from the men at this party, most of whom were known or expected to be poz. The buzzer rang again and shorty after a Latino guy walked in with a raging nine incher. He was a no games kind of guy and immediately went on his knees, bent me over and starting eating my ass. He was real good at it, and got my hole nice and relaxed and wet. I started hitting the poppers and bent over more to let him in further. The German guy was right in front of me smiling and watching, he reached over and held my ass cheeks apart and the Latino pig really went to town, slurping on my ass hole, spitting into me, and tongue-fucking me hard. I was ready to get plowed and he knew it. He stood up and slid his entire length into my hole until I felt his stomach and hips against my ass. He held my meaty ass cheeks and rough fucked me deep. He was long dicking my ass, and I was staring into the German's face as he jerked off watching me take the Latino's cock, a man who’s face I hadn't even really gotten a clear look. The German was smiling at me, saying telling me what a good slut I was, a good little faggot slut boy. The Latino started slamming into my ass and then leaned into my ear, “Can I cum in you?” he asked me. “Of course man, load that hole, fill me up man!” I replied. This drove him crazy and I edged him on, wanting him to cum in my ass, I wanted him to add his seed to that of the other anon men who had dumped in me earlier that day. He started to grunt and buckle and I knew he was cumming. He fucked me harder then, pushing his dick as far as it would go. I imagined his cum seeping into my blood stream and my own cock was oozing pre cum. Mine wasn’t the only cock on the verge of shooting ropes of poz jizm, the German guy wouldn’t even touch his own for fear of cumming too soon. But I wanted him in me too. “Can I sit on your cock?” I asked. “I’m too close man” he replied. "Well I want your cum in my ass, dude.” I turned around and slid my well cum-lubed ass onto his throbbing shaft and he immediately started to pulsate into me. I felt ever gush of cum from his cock. It was fucking beautiful and I had to keep away from touching my own cock before I too came. When I slid off I tried to suck him clean but he was too sensitive from the intense orgasm he had just had up my ass, so smiling my thanks, I went outside in the backyard for a smoke. When I came back in there was an older guy there, maybe late 50’s, well built for his age and with a look I loved: that of an older-man with AIDS wasting! He was fucking hot. As I admired him, the host came over to me and said “He’s an awesome top, and very potent.” He said winking. I understood what he was saying: that this man was a walking AIDS death fuck. Of course I wanted him to charge my hole. My Latino friend had another plan for me though. He saw me and immediately bent me over onto the bed in the living room, and slid slid his cock into me and fucked me harder than he had before. Slamming into me, tearing me up. I was sure I was going to be in pain the next day. He slam fucked me for what seemed like 15 minutes and then held me down by the neck doggy style and unloaded in me again. When he pulled out I felt the trickle of cum slide out of my hole, down my ball sack and that’s when I felt my AIDS daddy's mouth. He was licking my balls clean making his way toward my hole. I was in heaven. I wanted him to fuck that diseased cum into me more than I wanted anything else. He cleaned my hole off then grabbed me by the hair and moved my mouth over to his dick. He was eight inches, cut and really veiny. I love veiny cock, especially when I know the guy had AIDS blood running through those veins. I licked him shaft to balls then slid him into my mouth and sucked him with fury: softly but with intent, wetting his balls with my tongue on the down stroke and lingering for a second longer on his head. He was fucking loving it. “Yeah, boy, suck that dirty cock, use your mouth on daddy's cock. Make daddy feel nice and good with that slut mouth” he grunted at me. I pulled off took a huge hit of poppers and went to town on his dick, sucking with fury and a passion for raw poz lust. He slapped my ass giving me the signal to 'bring that hole over here'. I spread my ass myself, opening my hole, making sure he saw the cum already buried into me, advising he I was a gaping AIDS fuck hole available for his pleasure. “Fuck me daddy. Give me that toxic seed, fuck that cum into me” I said in a hushed whisper. “What was that boy? You want what?” he demanded, placing his cock head against my open hole. “I want you to fuck me with that dirty tool, Sir. I want you to recharge that ass with your strain, fuck that cum into my blood!” He slammed his cock into me and pounded away. It hurt real bad, he was intentionally hitting my walls and fucking me with a slight sideways slant to insure some damage. This guy enjoyed fucking bug chasing bottom boys. “Yeah, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck that load into my hole, Daddy. Give me your AIDS!” I shouted. “Don’t worry, boy. I’m gonna give you a good toxic load. Gonna make sure you get my DNA up your gut, give you the fuck flu all over again. You’re gonna remember this fuck, you stupid little AIDS faggot whore!” he said while slamming into me so hard I thought I would pass out. The other guys had been watching, some with looks of disbelief. Here was a pretty little 24 year old twink boy begging for AIDS sperm from an almost 60-something year old wasted-faced, skinny AIDS fucker - and loving it. One of the guys fed me my poppers and didn’t remove the bottle. I was spinning. I was taking this cock with so much intent the rest of the guys were all jerking off. Even if they didn’t find Poz talk hot, at that moment, the depravity of my actions had everyone rock hard. The German guy came closer and said he was going to cum, my AIDS daddy pulled out a second while the German guy put his piss slit near my hole and sprayed my ass with his cum. AIDS daddy scooped some up put it on his cock and fucked the German's cum deeper into me. I felt so fucking full and slutty and open and wonderful. AIDs Daddy had been fucking me for 20 minutes and was still going strong. When I asked him if he was close he said “Boy, I’ve cum in you twice already!” And I went nuts, bucking my ass against his cock and panting and begging for more. He flipped me onto my back to look me in my eyes while he fucked me and I saw a new cock near my mouth and instinctively began sucking it, although never loosing eye contact with my AIDS daddy. He slammed into me some more and spit into my mouth snarling. He looked like an evil possessed demon fucker, and I knew all he wanted was to make sure his AIDS lived in me for as long as I was alive. And I would be sure to pass it on when the time was right. This poz fucker would live forever through his AIDS lineage and I was his receptacle. “Here I cum again, boy, you want some more of my AIDS cum? Let me hear you beg!” “Give it to me, Daddy. I need your AIDS sperm. I need you to recharge my ass. Make me toxic. Give me your fucking POZ cum.” With that he came in convulsions, unloading his disease into me. He fell on top of me and pulled out. For a second I felt very empty, like I was missing something, until the new guy mounted my ass. He was West Indian and hung, uncut, with a down curve to his cock. I hit my poppers more, I was almost too poppered out but being used so much without rest that I didn’t have time to think about it. The guy kept saying “Damn you're so full of cum. Fuck man, you're oozing all over my cock.” Needless to say he didn’t last long and shot in my ass with a series of grunts and bucks yelling for me to take his “fucking nasty seed!” Now it was late and I needed to go but I also needed to cum, so I mounted AIDS daddy again and rode his cock while stroking my own uncut eight inch poz shaft. It didn’t take long for me either, but I shot more cum than I ever had in my life. It just kept cumming. The German guy scooped it up off the bed and smeared it on my face, then kissed me while AIDS Daddy began to pulse into my ass for the last time that night. “Damn you're a little poz slut. Your ass was the main attraction tonight huh. You’re so fucking hot. I love a little take all loads slut boy.” With that he kissed me on the mouth, in the process tasting my cum. He made me open my mouth and he spit my own cum back into my mouth. I had to go. I was spent and tired and my legs and hole throbbed. The West Indian guy drove me home. We had good conversation and when I left I looked down at his car seat and sure enough there was a cum stain that leaked out of my ass. I didn’t care though. I had had a great Sunday and was now hungry as hell, so I stopped in the McDonalds and stood in line with my ass leaking poz cum down my shorts.

Thanks guys! Sorry Memphian, still getting the hang of posting here, for part 2 il do my best to split it, PART2 So after a little while of sitting there talking about what we had done, which i found super hot as i was almost being spoke down to, told how good of a hole id be when they were done, how much of a slut i was, how I should of came last time i had messaged, things like that, I started to get hard again thinking of and feeling the load coating my insides, after a few seconds the other young guy noticed this and laughed, looked at the daddy type guy and said " I think hes ready" that will always stick with me as the moment I knew i was doing what i should be doing Without another word daddy came over and grabbed my wrist with one hand, and pulled me across the couch, spreading my body out like i was laying, but with his other hand guided my hips up and slid a cushion under me, then pushed me down in to the cushion, grinding my now extremly hard cock across the cushion, at this point i was so turned on that the cushion alone made me moan, Hearing this daddy called the other guy over and told him to hold my wrists, with my arms out i couldnt move anywhere and daddy started working lube in to my hole with his fingers, while doing this the young guy grabbed my head and gently raised it, telling me to him look at him while i get used again, this sent me over the edge and had me begging for daddy to fuck me, he lent down and said "if thats what you want sure" Then i felt his much larger cock tear into me, after already being fucked this felt like i was being torn apart, even as he slowly pushed his head in to me, but nothing can describe the feeling of his cock slowly filling my already bred hole, feeling the cum inside me was the hottest thing ive ever had, but the pain was getting to much, i started whimpering and tearing up Hearing this daddy instantly stopped where he was, my hole feeling like bursting, and said to the young guy to get poppers, having heard about them before i didnt ask and just waited for what felt like a lifetime, my hole aching,then the young guy came back climbed back on the couch where he was, grabbed one wrist and held the bottle under my nose, put it back and grabbed my other wrist, they held me there for what felt like another lifetime, while i felt my body relaxing, eventually i felt daddys cock slowly gliding in to me before he bottomed out and i felt his hairy balls against me By this time i was on another planet and was just laying there whimpering while he slowly built up speed, pumping away at my cummy little hole, i started to come back to my senses a little bit as the poppers wore off and my hole started hurting again, this combined with the cock RAVAGING my insides by now had me whimpering and moaning almost to the point of tears, i could barely handle it but i wasnt going to stop him giving me another load Just as i felt i couldnt it do it anymore he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back with one hand, the other rammed two fingers down my throat as he lent down, putting his whole weight on me and began grunting and moaning while driving every little bit of his cock in to me, then boom i felt his cock spasm a few times and a warmth and relaxation flood over me as he slowly slid his cock out of me, After this they both sat where they had been as i stayed there, my whole ass aching in a way i had never felt, my legs felt like i couldnt move no matter how hard i tried, until daddy gently said how good i had been, and how i deserved every bit of that load, at the same time he gently.guided me, as by this.time i was just a toy in his hands in my mind, down on to the floor, where I semi collapsed in to his legs and sat/lay on the tiled floor, my body aching, but feeling better than ever, arms wrapped around his legs, my head against his thigh while i slowly licked and slurped the end of his slowly shrinking cock, I stayed there like this for maybe ten minutes while they talked how much of a slut i was, and how they needed to share me again sometime, till daddy noticed the little puddle of cum and a little blood that had leaked out of me on to the tiles, they stood me up and walked me to shower, ran the water down my back while the young guy blew me, making my legs shake and i felt like i was going to collapse, when i said this daddy knelt behind me and grabbed my thighs, holding me up while he gently rimmed.my aching leaky hole, this with the other guy blowing me had him swallow my load in about 30 seconds, After cleaning me up, they took me to a bedroom and let me lay down as i said i was tired, i woke up a couple of hours later with a still sore ass, to find i had leaked a little on the sheets, i rolled over and saw a piece of paper on the bedside table with two phone numbers, i got up and walked out after a few minutes of thinking about what i had done, to find them both sitting in the lounge watching tv, after some small talk daddy said that he had to be going, i apologised for the leak on the young guys sheets to which he kissed me good by, as did daddy, who then stood back and looked at me and said "my cock to, kiss it goodbye" so smirked got down as he got it out and wrapped my lips around the head, savouring the taste and realising how recently it was inside me, This turned me on again and i tried to take it further in my mouth, he then pulled back and said " not today, i need to get going, you two can have more next time" i stood up and he quickly said goodbye to us both and walked out, i talked to young guy for 5.minutes about how i felt, and how i would definetly be back, gave him my number in case he ever wanted to unload, gave his cock a quick kiss to then walked out back to the car and home Afterwards i sat in the shower for an hour sitting on floor watching it slowly leak out of me every now and then, still aching, just thinking of how much of a dirty slut i felt, how this was how the sluts i had fucked at partys and things in the past must of felt, and how fucking awesome of a feeling it was!!, I hope you guys enjoy the read, glad i can share my first of hopefully many loads with you guys, and thanks for the inspiration! If it wasnt for the dirty fuckers on here driving me so wild i may never have finally gotten over the fear, but god am I glad that I did, I think i belong on the end of a cock after that amazing experience!so if your close or just want to chat my inbox is always open

Part 3 I had Alex write on my back asking for anyone who is reading this to fuck me no matter what I am doing no limits before I started to walk around the club some more. A few times while walking I had a few guys who read what was written come right up to me and bend me over right there and fuck me just how I wanted it. Once I had a few more loads up my ass and the plug back in I decided to go and lay down in my room for a bit and keep the doors open for anyone to walk in and fuck me while I slept. I am a very heavy sleeper and I have had plenty of guys fuck me while I slept and never woke up so I was very excited to see what would happen now since I'm here. I almost instantly fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed in my room with my ass fully exposed for anyone who wanted it. 3 hours later I woke up in enough time to see two guys at either of my arms and I could see both of them holding needles in their hands. One had a syringe that was red so I knew I was going to get some more toxic blood in me but didn't know what the white substance was in the other's hands and before I had a chance to ask both of these guys pushed down on their plungers sending what they had flowed into my body. I started to cough after that and my head swam more than any bottle of poppers that I have ever tried before so I judged that the white stuff in the needle was some hardcore drugs. In my drug haze, I could feel it. I felt the largest cock I have ever felt force it's way all of the way into my ass making me moan very loudly. Once this man was balls deep inside me he picked me up from the bed and carried me out into the theater room bobbing me up and down on his cock as we went sending me into a whole new experience that I never knew was achievable. A bottle of poppers was offered to me and I inhaled greatly in which made my high even greater than I thought possible. While I was being pogo fucked by this massively hung man my cock was being shown a lot of attention by the crew that formed around us. I had about six mouths on my cock and balls and just as many hands on my nipples as well. I started to feel a burning sensation in my piss slit and I looked to see a man shoving what looked like a shard of glass in my hole. I started to protest but then felt that high rush again and decided to let it happen. The monster that was fucking me slammed me down hard on his cock screaming that his aids load was about to impregnate me and I was rewarded by the sweet warm feeling of his seed filling up my guts. I lay there for a while until his hardon finally went down plopped out of my ass and I felt my new butt plug get pushed back inside of my abused hole. He carried me out onto the front desk area and asked Alex who saw me with him to make an announcement asking if there was anyone here that did any body piercings. I was both scared and excited that he wanted to have me pierced since it has always been a fantasy of mine and when he made the announcement and there was a sexy toned man walking up with a swinging cock between his legs and as many piercings as you could imagine I was totally on board for what was going to happen. My mystery man talked to this sexy pin cushion asking him all sorts of questions if he had his tools with him and what he could do. It made me happy to hear that they decided on getting, my nipples, my cock, my balls, and my nose pierced all at once and then two biohazard tattoos on my ass cheeks and one on the tip of my cock was going to be awesome and I was so psyched about it all. The payment for all of this was to my liking as it was for him to use my body for his pleasure for the rest of the time he was there. I was more than happy to accept those terms and was excited to see what happens. So this guys name was Tyler and for the rest of the night, I was his sex slave. He had a red leather collar put around my neck and pair of clamps on my nipples to get them tender and sore for when it came time to pierce them. Tyler instructed me not to speak unless spoken too and led me around the resort making sure I service everyone that we came across and wanted to use me. I had so many cocks in me and my hole housed all of there loads making me feel so full when they reinserted my butt plug. The announcement that Tyler's time here up came and he led me to the front desk and Alex said he could still pierce and tattoo me before he left. Tyler led me to Alex by the clamps and asked him to watch me while he went and got everything set up in the main room. Alex was more than happy to watch and fuck me with more of his toxic load while we all waited for the main event. Tyler came back just as Alex slammed another round of toxic cum into my ass. Once his cock fell out he grabbed a newer larger butt plug in my hole and made the call for anyone who wanted to come and see me get tatted and pierced to make their way to the center room. Tyler grabbed the nipple clamps and took me to the center room where I saw a black leather table with straps on the sides of them. There was a hole in the center of the table and a large cock poking through it. I looked and saw someone under the table being raised and locked in place for his cock to stay still. Tyler had me climb up onto the table and made sure the cock was in place before strapping me down. "Now the fun can begin" Tyler said. I was told the guy that had his cock in me had the most viral strain that they have had in the club and that while I was getting pierced he would be unloading that diseased load right into my abused hole. Tyler walked away and came back with a tray of tools poppers and black gloves to which he snapped them on and picked up the needle. 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Part Two “I don’t feel like doing all the work so I’m gonna let you beg for the mere opportunity to serve me.” I gaped at him briefly, then sheepishly, almost embarrassed, I slid off the couch and crawled across the filthy floor to his feet. I bowed my head low between his spread legs, eyes cast down but spine straight with core engaged, hoping he would interpret this body language as submissive yet proud. “Please sir. Please allow me to worship you however it pleases you. Please. I beg you for the opportunity to be used as your personal slave, servant, holes, whatever, however…just please allow me to…please, sir, please use this pathetic faggot in any way you like, you are the reason I exist, sir.” He sat there for a moment, absorbing my desperate declaration of servitude. I couldn’t see his face but out of my peripheral I could tell his cock definitely twitched a few times. He laughs, a deep belly laugh that slowly makes its way up to a smug chuckle. “Well fuck me running. I just got myself my very own faggot. Kinda feels like winning the lottery except .... He chuckles again to himself as he leans forward so his mass is towering over me, my head still bowed low between his legs at his feet, marveling at the amount of shards in his carpet...because...meth. He sparks his torch and takes a long luxurious rip off his bong, my kunt twitches. He exhales a massive cloud that seems to envelop me completely. I close my eyes. SMACK “Pay attention faggot, always. You live to serve men right? Well you live to serve me now and my servants are always on point, if you’re good enough I may even really get you on point. But first things first. Let’s see how well you do with this.” He leans back in his massive club chair, more masculine than ever before, slouches and spreads his legs so his fucking gym shorts ride up freeing a beautiful 6” half-mast cut cock and two huge, shaved, low hanging balls from the leg of the shorts. The world around me, and my place in it cease to exist; only this man and his manhood remain. I rapidly experience the perfect Pavlovian response: eyes dilate, mouth salivates, adrenaline pumps, attention focuses laser-like on his crotch and before I can even realize it’s going to happen, I whimper.... A pathetic, hungry little bitch kind of whimper that I’m betting he’s never heard any woman make when he whips it out. Quietly, almost under his breath, “Fuck. Yes. Faggot...this is,” he says, pulling the crotch of his shorts more to the side, showcasing his swelling cock and balls with his big knuckled hands, “your destiny. I need you to...no, you WILL worship me because that’s what you do. Prove yourself, cock sucker and take both my cock and balls down your throat without crushing my balls or cheese grating my cock. I don’t care if you can breath or not, prove your skill and worthiness.” I whimper again and move up towards his cock, opening my mouth almost drooling on his chair. “Hold up,” his massive palm squarely grips my entire face, “smoke this first.” He hands the freshly packed bong down me and I sit up on my haunches. Surprisingly, he puts the bong to my mouth and lights it for me. “Suck this bong like your gonna suck the last dick of your life.” I inhale slowly and deeply. He keeps the heat on the bowl and I don’t want to be rude and let his shit burn so I keep sucking, faster now until my lungs are maxed and burning….my head spins, heart pounds, my cock strains out copious precum. He hands me the bong as I finish my rip and as I start to exhale, before I can even flinch, he jams four of his fingers into my mouth, two from the left on bottom and two from the right on top. I look up at him confused until I feel him applying pressure. “I bet I won’t have to stretch your face as much I do with my other bitches but I always warm up the kunt I’m about to fuck, get it nice and wide and wet so it can take all of me without trouble.” Then, not gently, he pulls my jaws in opposite directions, stretching my mouth open past its natural limit. He uses his remaining fingers to massage my tongue and tease my throat making me salivate even more. He spits directly down my throat. My eyes water. After a few delicious minutes of this, he pulls his fingers out of my panting gape, wipes them in my hair, takes the bong back and growls one simple command, “Worship.” #wip I’m as crazed, pathetic, high, lost, found, and dickmatized as I’ve ever been (and I know it) so I relish the moment as long as I am able. Leaning down, putting my face into his beautiful cock and massive balls, I inhale deeply. It’s better than poppers. Another whimper. Then I lick the underside of his balls, first one, than the other, teasing his flesh as I work around to the front. He moans out a guttural “fuuuuck.” Encouraged, I greedily suck his entire sack into my mouth trying to swallow them whole. My tongue works the base of his cock and his taint while I suck all the sweat/man smell I can get, lewdly slobbering everywhere, being who and what I am. In a natural pause, “take another rip faggot,” putting the freshly loaded bong to my mouth. Another brutally long and deep inhale. Finally he pulls the bong away and puts his massive hand over my mouth and nose, sets the bong down with his other hand and then grabs the back of my head and pulls me down to his cock, now fully 8.5” hard. “I don’t want to see any smoke until my pubes are up your nose.” Again, I involuntarily whimper. The huge rush has my esophagus opened wide ready to gulp oxygen and feed my amped up system. He has other plans. Hands on the back of my head he guides my mouth on to his cock. In one fail swoop I slurp his delicious veiny-smooth dick of death right down my throat, blasting what smoke was left in my lungs out of my nose into his pubes as ordered. My reward was him groaning and grabbing the back of my head with both hands, I inhale as much as I can preparing for whats coming. Throat relaxed, his hands grip tighter as he starts to fuck my face kunt like a teenager in heat. “Ho. Ly. Fuck” he said between thrusts. “I guess I’ve never had the pleasure of a real cock sucker before. And you’re not even fighting back! Fuck!” I seize the moment to maneuver one, then both balls into my mouth with my tongue. I was in heaven, face kunt completely full, owned by a fat cock and balls, molding my mouth kunt to his liking. “Fuck you faggot!” He groans and just looses his shit pounding his new kunt. Knowing one wrong move could cause either of us unpleasant injury, I do my best to relax and breath when I can. The pounding continues and I lose track of time, sort of how one does on a long train ride, hypnotized by the rhythm of the tracks. Except this was an extremely cloudy and aggressive ride, precisely the kind of ride I was born for. My neck is aching, I am sweating, and my jaw is getting sore. But these are all normal for a passionate cock sucker and trivial compared to the multiple “fag-gasms” my face kunt experiences thanks to his glorious cock. I can feel him getting harder, straining against the curve of my throat. Still in his two handed strong hold, he yanks my head backwards, mid fuck. I am immediately crestfallen and fearful I’ve hurt him some how. He laughs when he sees this written all over my slimy red face. “Don’t worry faggot, you’ll get a whole lot more of this cock, you didn’t have anywhere to be right?” Not that he was really asking me but I reaffirm my submission by panting a response. “Faggot is exactly where it needs to be, sir.” ## Part 2 He hands me his bong and a sack of rocks, “Pack that bowl and don’t stop sucking clouds till I say so.” As I numbly fumble with the obscenely full baggie, he gets up and dead bolts the front door. He turns around as I spark the bowl and his shorts fall to the ground. My eyes inhale his full glory as my lungs fill with smoke. He‘s one of those who look better naked: bigger, proportionate, powerful, manly. Somewhere in my brain I know this perception is altered because I’m on my knees and high as fuck, the faggot vying for full control, pathetically shivering with a need to serve, to be used unyieldingly. I’ve consciously surrendered my will and body to him, I'm hoping the drugs will hasten my subconscious in the same direction. The faggot cuts off my analytical thinking and I'm praying like a whore in church that he extracts every twisted ounce of pleasure his superior man psyche desires. My cock is twitching with the pangs of my faggoty needs... and I crack. Though I know I shouldn't speak the words come tumbling out. "Please sir, please.... fffucking faggot...chemed up whore kunt....begs you, begging-need to be used-to serve-just please, fuck, fucking, fuck use your faggots holes...anything I’ll do anything-for you-hard....without restraint...(I’m now in a full grovel at his feet, arms stretching forward toward him, knees spread wide with my back arching my kunt up, jerking with hunger).., I'll take-eat-suck anything you allow me to have, please, fuck, fucking break your filthy faggot....*whimper* make me yours I beg..." SMACK "SHUT THE FUCK UP. I DONT NEED TO HEAR YOUR VOICE EVER AGAIN UNLESS I ASK FOR IT! You got that, faggot?" I shoot precum when he says this. I look up into his eyes with a mixture of premature devotion, submission, and pleading then bend all the way down and kiss his feet. "Damn fucking straight. You really are a pathetic excuse for a man, fuck you AREN'T a man. You're just a tool in a man's body for Men to use....oh shit. Now I see...understand what you are and where you fit...” he laughs to himself, shrugs and with a sadistic smile continues, “...and I give zero fucks about you, what you want, or that you're even a human. Fuck, you're less than human. You're just faggot. Holes." A thought flashes across his face and I swear his cock jumps. "Fuck, why not, might as well make it real clear." He gets up and disappears into the kitchen for a minute. I dare not move, still face down ass up on the floor, whimpering. Then his feet suddenly in front of me, "Look at me, faggot." As ordered I look up and he grabs my face with his massive fucking hands pulling it just so. "I always like to label what's mine,” he says, leaning in gesturing with the fat marker he grabbed from the kitchen around my face. I respond by involuntarily oozing more precum onto his carpet. He flips the cap off with his thumb and makes the first strokes. “Especially around tweakers, that way if they fuck with my shit there’s no excuses.” With that he uses the industrial strength marker and writes across my face, from ear to ear, in big, thick, heavy letters, F A G. Smirking, he spits in my faces back hands me, yells for me to turn around and present him my checks which I enthusiastically do and he writes some more across my two cheeks. Whatever marker he is using is serious shit because the smell is worse than any popper I've had and my skin is burning. It hurts so good. He finishes marking his property and then two commands, "Bong. Cock." My eyes snap to his massive glass dick, and then his massive cock as I hand the bong up to him and gulp all of my reason for living down my throat in one go. He moans in to the bong as he melts the freshly added crystals and sucks a long and slow milky rip, expertly nursing the bong. "Look at me fag, suck in through you nose." Even with his cock buried 8" down my throat I can still breath around it when I relax. He exhales a mesmerizing, undulating cloud down his fuzzy chest, ripped abs, treasure trail, right into my face. I see my future in that cloud. As it slowly oozes towards me I feel the last vestiges of resistance start to fade. I no longer see myself as a semi-professional man functioning in society….I see a faggot, born to worship and be of service to men, at the mercy of their whims, only fulfilled when owned and being used for their pleasure. I deeply breath in his cloud, it gives me life and renewed purpose. Submitting, surrendering, relaxing, the remaining inch of so of his cock slides in my throat and I bury my nose in his fragrant pubes. I have one loud resonating thought….”home.” His cock pulses to a new level of hardness, my relaxed face kunt gladly bending to its will. He must see or sense my surrender. He leans down, blowing another massive fucking cloud into my face. “Are you my faggot, faggot?” he asks genuinely. I look up, sheer pathetic pleading and gratitude smeared all over my face and nod and whimper. He sneers, flexes his cock, and sparks the torch for another rip. “That was whole lot easier than I thought it was going to be.” This comment barely registers in my brain as his freshcloud, his will envelopes me more thoroughly than before. Then, surprisingly, he grabs my head pulling his cock a few inches out and pushes a bottle of poppers hard against my nostril while expertly closing the other. The thought registers for a micro second that this is not the first time he’s done this...and the next millisecond I’m instinctively, purposefully huffing the bottle numerous times. “Damn! I guess you like these then, huh faggot? They’re like a faggot superfood....now show me how just how desperate you are to be my property and suck that cock like it owns you...” The poppers are good. “Oh shit, really good!” I think. My world is buzzing and spinning almost too intensely for a moment and I sit back on my haunches and take a few, crazy eyed lungfuls of air. He must understand what is going on because he doesn’t reprimand me for taking his cock out of my mouth. Rolling his eyes, he hands me the bong already filled with smoke. I hungrily suck it down while melting another fat rip, filling my lungs to their max and holding it. I hand him back the bong, grab the poppers and take two quick whiffs, my eyes focused intensely on his fat, veined up, swollen headed, dripping 8.5”. In one fluid motion as the popper rush comes on, I lean in and lewdly slurp his cock down my open and eager throat, briefly glancing up at him for his approval. He flashes that sneer I’ve already started to crave. Dismissively, his eyes close and head falls back, his hands firmly grip his new face kunt as I suck his balls into my mouth, my nose bottoming out in his pubes. He starts to fuck. I cease to exist as I know myself. My awareness of the world around me fades and I am no longer an autonomous individual...the cock filling my throat, stretching, digging out it’s new property is my everything. A deep visceral sigh/moan washes over me as I completely surrender to the drugs, the faggot, his cock, him...him and his needs are my entire universe...his penultimate hole for use, unyielding.

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 eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

In the reflection of the glass doors I saw my small framed body ascend the stairs. I was so glad no one saw me come in. I stared at the floor, avoiding eye contact, as I approached the window. "Room or locker?" "Room, please." I quickly paid the attendant, and he handed me a towel and a key. Hastily I beat a retreat through the inner door, my heart pounding a mile a minute. I strolled down the crimson hall, closed doors on either side, hunting for my room. A naked man passed by, and I almost died! I couldn't believe I was finally there. I was scared yet excited. If it weren't for the Internet, I wouldn't have known the place was there. A couple guys approached, one wearing a towel, one not. I glanced at the nude guy's Cock—so long and thick—and soft like mine! I glanced at the floor to avoid their eyes, yet I could feel them boring into me. One of the men whispered, 'Nice!'. Perhaps this wouldn't be so terrible, after all. I walked on and peaked through a doorway. Two guys were having sex. I walked on quickly before they spotted me. I was nervous and sought out the solitude of my room. After fumbling with my key, the door swung open. I locked it behind me. On the TV above the bunk, two guys were blowing each other. I watched, and my body ached. I had never seen two guys in a film before. They were so young, kinda like me—nice firm bodies. One even looked like me—about 5' 7", short brown hair, smooth skin and Balls, with a massive curly bush above his cock. His cock was, however, decidedly larger than my six inch model. A knock sounded at the door. Cautiously, I opened it cautiously. Before me stood a cute dude about 5'9", red hair, nice body, dressed solely in a towel, but carrying a back-pack. "May I come in? There are old guys out here, and they're after me. Please. I saw you come in." I was scared; but he was very hot. I let him in. "Got to lock it, man. Don't want no fuckin' trolls in here." He latched the door and sat down. I sat down next to him and couldn't help notice the bulge beneath his towel. "I'm Matt." "I'm Steve. Ever been here before?" "Nope." "Oh, it's a hot place. Just keep your door locked. Lots of disgusting old trolls. Guys you don't want to mess with 'less you're really hard up." "Yeah, okay." "Nice video." He kicked back and watched, pulling out a thin cigarette. He lit up, and immediately I knew it was a joint. I stared at it, for I had never smoked before. Steve must have noticed me looking, for he reached over and offered me a hit. I vowed it would be a night of new experiences. My lungs burned as I coughed out the smoke. I took two big puffs and was going to hand it back, when Steve said, "Nah, keep that one. I got another." He pulled out his own and lit up. A few minutes after I forced the drug-infused air into my lungs I was floating. My cock was twitching in my underwear; and I felt so relaxed as I once again looked at the TV playing the porn. I was so horny; yet I was soft, but very sensitive. "Thirsty?" "Kinda." Steve pulled two bottled waters out of a small back pack and handed me one. My mouth was so dry. I twisted the top and noticed it had been opened; but I was thirsty. In a second the bottle was empty, and I was so taken by the video I almost forgot Steve was there. Several scenes had gone by before I turned back to Steve. I felt like jello. My entire body was relaxed and aching to be touched. Steve was rubbing his bulge through his jeans. "You into guys or just curious?" "I want a man." "Personally, I prefer young guys like yourself. You have a really nice bod—case you didn't know. But I'd like to see you get more comfortable. Why not slip out of those clothes and put on your towel." I stood up very dizzy. I removed my shirt. I couldn't believe how sluggish I was. "Can you pull my jeans off, Steve?" "Sure." He reached down and undid my waist button, then gradually pulled down my zipper, his hands lingering on my privates. Turning his attention to my sockless ankles, he jerked at my trou; and that's when his towel fell off. Face to face with his not insignificant organ, I blushed. "Steve, you have a great body, man!" 'though it was not his body I was thinking about. Meanwhile Steve had begun beating his dick, which was larger than mine and considerably thicker. He guided my hand to his tool. It felt so warm and silky. I ran my fingers over the piss slit which was oozing precum, and massaged the crystal-clear goo all over his dickhead and shaft. He pushed my face into his crotch: it was musky and sweaty. I grew so excited my mouth automatically dropped open and devoured him. Salty, delicious, and moist—with lots of sweet precum! I was beyond happy. Now, being a young guy, I got horny a lot, but I had never felt like that before—so weird and so excited. My dick was super-sensitive; and every time I moved, it strained against my towel. Steve was smiling as I fumbled to get his now huge tool in my inexperienced mouth. His cock had grown so hard, and I could feel my ass tingling like I wanted it in me. Steve brought his face close to mine and kissed me. It was incredible! I was overcome by his manliness, his facial stubble, as his hands wandered all over my body, exploring every inch of me until he came upon my cock. He squeezed it hard and tickled my balls. "Stand up, Matt." Standing behind me, he pulled my underwear down. As the air in the room assailed my buttocks, I felt as if I were flying naked in a dream. He nibbled my ear, which melted my shoulders like butter. My body was desperate to be touched! As his hands rubbed my chest and crotch, it felt as if a thousand fingers were massaging me. "Lie down on your stomach on the bed." Steve's hands lighted on the small of my back, working their way down to my pussy. "I have condoms and KY in my pocket." "Just relax. We'll get to those." Steve's hands felt so good on my ass cheeks. I was in another world, so calm and comfortable. My asshole felt something warm and wet. Steve was licking my mancunt. As his tongue grew more aggressive, I spiraled into ecstasy. Pausing, Steve walked over to my pants and reached in my pocket. When he returned he mounted me from behind. He dripped the lube onto my pussy and his raw cock. I felt my ass stretch. He pushed in harder, then paused for a moment. "Your ass feels so good stretched around my cock. Feels like my dick is made for your hole. You okay?" "Yeah, I'm okay now. Don't stop!" "You want it real bad, don't you? You should, you know. That joint you smoked was laced with Crystal. Same with the water. You should be screaming for cock and my pozcum by now." He'd drugged me! It all made sense—why I was floating. He had taken advantage of me! But, nonetheless, his cock felt, oh, so good! I was torn! I couldn't bring myself to order him to stop. And, yes, his off-the-cuff allusion to being POZ went over my head. "Oh man, fuck me. Fuck me good, Steve, please! It feels so good." Steve's poz tool worked my chute. I could feel his large head as it tore into my innards. "Feel my cock plow your hole? It's getting ready—ready to reward you. Your ass will beg for more cock after this." Then the volume of his incantation increased as he continued "YEAH, MAN, HERE IT CUMS. I WANT YOU TO FEEL MY SICK JIZM INFILTRATE YOUR PUSSY. SO WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE DOING THE BREEDING, YOU'LL KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE." It was all so unreal! Steve pushed in all the way, burying his huge pole inside my pussy. I felt his cock spasm, as his toxic seed shot up my insides. I had never experienced such great pleasure before. Steve left his noxious shaft stowed in my ass for a couple of minutes as we both came down from the exchange. "You loved that, didn't you, Matt? You fuckin' total cumslut. Why don't we leave the door open and let all the guys fuck you? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" My mind was racing. What about AIDS? If Steve had already POZZED me, did it matter? My mind gave me a thousand reasons to resist, but my sex-starved body screamed go for it. I looked at Steve. "I want to—but I'm scared." "Don't be. This is what you were meant to do. I'm gonna open up that door and let 100 guys come in and fuck you! You will never forget the lust you feel tonight. I've already pumped a nice creamy Load of poz cum in you. Right now it's penetrating your ass walls, cavorting through your cells—to your heart and brain, converting you into a cumslut. Soon you're gonna think and feel like me. Honestly now, don't you already feel a tingling in your hole? That's 'cause your body is converting - being overtaken by poz cum." He continued with his soothing words "know why are you so hungry for poz cum? Because you are meant to be a fuck hole for all the beautiful cocks who are coming your way. With your looks, you're a natural! You will eventually become a breeder. My poz cum will to set you free! Live for the hour, cause you never know if you'll survive till tomorrow!" I didn't know what to think. I was so scared. So confused. This good-looking guy may have given me AIDS. I knew I should be horrified, but just then my ass twitched. I could feel the warmth of his toxic Jizm circulating in my hole. I looked at Steve. He was right. It was already too late. It didn't matter. "Open the door." "You sure?" "Let them all cum in and fuck me." I had never been so excited yet apprehensive in my life. My eyes followed Steve as he unlatched the door. Within seconds a big fat guy stepped in. Fat and ugly and old! He dropped his towel, and I stared at the log between his legs. "You want that big pole to tear you apart, don't you?" he asked as he climbed on top of me and had his cock pressed against my asshole. Steve said "This little bottom slut took his first poz load a few minutes ago. Go ahead, and give him some more cum." With that the fat guy plunged his shaft into my hole. It was just as thick as Steve's, but much longer. I could feel his dick assaulting my ass walls, swishing around in the pool of hot cum Steve had deposited. "Hey Dude, tell me the truth now! You poz or neg?" Steve asked. "Poz," grunted the fat guy. a"FUCK YEAH MAN! DON'T JUST FUCK HIM! RAPE HIS ASS! GIVE IT TO HIM!" Inspired, the fat guy hammered away at my hole, soon enough grunting as his thick cock convulsed and more poz cum assailed my gut. Steve cheered him on. All in all my ass became dumping ground for close to 60 Loads that night. Cum was running down my legs, down at my balls, soaking the sheets. When the last guy had shot, I looked at all the cum on the floor and bed that had oozed out of my pussy. Steve helped me up, saying "For now the drugs will hide the pain. But you've been torn up pretty bad. You won't be able to go to work tomorrow." "I don't go to work. I'm still in school. I have a test tomorrow. Mom will let me stay home, though." "Even better then." We went our separate ways, and I made it back home. I got to my room and crawled into bed, still amazed at what I'd done, still feeling cum leak out of my battered hole onto the sheets. I hoped my Mom didn't comment on the condition of the bedding. Steve was right on two counts: first, about being sore, (I missed the next two days of school), and second, about needing more cock. Within a week I was back at the baths, this time neither looking down at the floor nor locking doors. I headed for the maze. There I was welcomed in the sling where another 20 guys used my ass to pleasure themselves and dump their shit. After all, I was among the youngest in the place, so I was popular. Some four months later I saw Steve again. He smiled down at me while I was getting fucked, and nudged a hot young kid next to him. I recognized him as a classmate from from the school baseball team. I think he played third base. Whatever position, he looked scared and really nervous. Steve put his hand on his shoulder and lead him away. I floated away and began to dream as another load shot into my hole. I remember thinking my classmate didn't know what he was in for or what he'd eventually become. I knew he'd be ready within the hour. I'd walk into that room, and Steve would be there, urging me on, as I plied his cherry with my poz seed.

I stood at the entrance of club Orlando and was mixed with both fear and excitement. I had heard of this place many times before and was fixed on going when I did my research and saw it was a gay bathhouse. I had read many stories of times there and I wanted to go so badly to have as many cocks and loads shoved up my ass and down my throat. Most of all I was so hoping that I could find someone there to take my poz cherry. I went inside and paid for my membership and for a room and went in. Once I found my room I started to take my clothes off and took a moment to admire myself in the mirror on the wall. At 21 I stood at 6ft 2 and was 230 pounds of muscle thanks to the 6 years in the army. I kept my blond hair cut short out of habit but still managed to catch the eyes of anyone and everyone who looked and admired me. I wrapped my towel around my waist and made my way through the club to see what was going on there. I came on a night of a lights out party so the inside was dimly lit. I brushed by allot of thick hard cock and got my ass felt up many times as I ventured further into the bathhouse. I saw the theater room and the dark room they had there and caught a twink getting pounded on the table in the dark room. I stood there for a little while stroking my cock enjoying seeing the twink squealing for the bear that was fucking him to go harder and faster. The bear let out a mighty growl and yelled that his pussy was about to get his toxic load and I had to stop and walk away before I came myself since I didn't want to cum just yet. I made sure to make a mental note of what the bear looked like so I too could possibly take his toxic load in my ass too. I made my way out to the pool where I saw a nice cabana next to it lined up with many chairs to enjoy the time by the pool but there wasn't much there for me to get into. I walked back along and saw two guys making out in the hot tub and decided to keep on moving on. I saw the room that was in the far corner and decided to go in and see what was going on and if I could join. There was allot of guys milling around in here all in different stages of fucking. I saw the twink I saw in the darkroom earlier in the sling getting fucked hard by a monstrous man. I stood there admiring what I was seeing, the man was at least 6ft 4 and very muscled and covered in tattoos. I could see the biohazard tattoo at the top of his back and two of them one on each asscheek. I couldn't help myself any longer and went to kneel on the floor behind him and spread his ass to devour his hole. I could taste a few loads that he pushed out into my willing mouth. The mix of the cum and his ass juices made me moan. I tried to shove my tongue as far as I could and didn't even realize that there was another guy that got right behind me and started to thrust into my ass. It went in without any resistance and they went in balls deep right in making me moan loudly into the ass I was eating and with a savage hunger I went in deeper into his ass. The guy who was fucking me was holding no bar against plowing my ass and it felt so amazing. He reached around and grabbed my nipples and started to twist them making me moan even louder. Get ready bitch you're about to get my fully charged up aids load he whispered in my ear. Hearing I was about to get my first poz load of the night with hopefully more to come I dug my face in as deeply as I could into he ass in front of me as the guy slammed into me one last time and I could feel his pent up aids load gysering up into my rectum making me feel full and warm as ever. I kept up on feasting this guys ass and could feel his ass clench onto my tongue and I knew he was loading up the twink in the sling with a nice load of poz cum and I hoped I would be next.

I was looking on Doublelist yesterday afternoon. I of course look through the gay4gay and str84gay listings. But, I also like to look through the guys4women listings. I'll occasionally even send those guys a message stating that if they don't find a female, I'd love to suck them off. Believe it or not, occasionally I'll get a reply from those guys. And a few times I've even ended up meeting and sucking off the str8 guy. So, even though the chances are rare that it will go somewhere, it's always worth a try. In the guys4women listing I found a post from a str8 trucker. He said he was just pulling into town and would be spending the night in his truck at a truck stop on the south end of the valley. Not too far from where I live. I sent the guy a message saying I know he was looking for female, but that I knew most of the women on Doublelist in Vegas are "working girls". I told him if he didn't find a female and still needed a mouth to get him off, I'd be happy to get him off with my mouth. I attached a couple of pics of me sucking some dick and one of me eating some ass and sent the email off to him. About 45 minutes went by and I hadn't heard anything from him. I'd actually kind of forgotten about him when I got an email. I read it and it was from the trucker. He said he was at the truck stop and that just as I'd said, all the women that had contacted him were wanting money. He said he had a weeks load and just needed a mouth to get him off. He said he has had a few guys blow him in the past. He said as long as his sleeper was dark, he was ok with a guy getting him off if he sucked good. I told him that I was good at it and a dark sleeper cabin was fine with me. He told me how to find his rig and I told him that I'd be there in 30 minutes. He told me to knock. Wait a few seconds so he could get his cock out and turn off the light, then come up into the cab and find him in the sleeper, behind the curtains. I did just as he told me. I drove to the truckstop. I found his rig. I parked where he told me to park and I walked back to his rig. I knocked on his cab door and waited for a few seconds. Then I climbed up into his rig, closed and locked his door and opened the curtain to climb back into the sleeper. As I had the curtains split briefly to enter the sleeper I could see him sitting on the edge of the bed. He was a really hot, masculine, muscular guy in his early 50's. His chest was covered in thick, black hair. His hair was salt & pepper. He wore it long and looked a bit straggly. He looked like he had a couple of days growth of whiskers covering his chin and cheeks. He was sitting there naked and a long, thick cock was hanging limp between his legs. I closed the drapes behind me. I quickly removed my shirt and short pants, including my underwear. I grabbed my poppers from my shorts pocket as I dropped to my knees between his legs. I leaned in and took his thick, limp cock between my lips. I sucked for a bit, then lowered to his balls and licked his balls. I stroked his cock a bit as I licked his balls. Then went back to sucking on his cock. His cock was slowly swelling as I worshipped his cock. Within minutes he was rock hard and let out a soft moan as I sucked him. After about 5 minutes of sucking him, I could hear his breathing quicken. He pushed my head off his cock. "I don't want to cum yet", he said as he pushed me away. I lifted his legs and licked his balls again. I licked underneath his balls. Then pushed his legs further back and licked his hairy asshole. He let out a load groan. "Oh, fuck! Jesus! FUCK! I've never had my ass licked. Damn! Fuck! That's amazing." I continue to lick his hole as he squirms and moans. I spread his asscheeks and lick up inside his hole. He's going wild. Finally I let his legs down and my mouth dives back on his now dripping cock. After another few moments he pushes my head away again. "Fuck! I don't want to cum." I again repeat the rimming of his hairy ass. "Do you want to fuck me?" I ask? "Nahhh......... I don't fuck guys. I've never fucked a dude. But shit, dude. You've got me horny as hell. I go back to sucking him and after a few minutes he pushes me off again. "Fuck me, dude. You can control your orgasm better if you're fucking me. You can edge yourself as long as you want in my ass. You'll love my ass." I tell him as I climb up from the floor. Without waiting for his answer, I climb onto the mattress and put my ass up, kneeling on the edge of the mattress. Also without saying anything, he climbs off the mattress and stands behind me. I spit a few times onto my fingers and lube up my ass with my own saliva. I get my hole nice and slick for him and then I take a couple of deep drags on my poppers. I feel him put his swollen cockhead up to my hole. Soon he's pressing up into me. I continue to sniff my poppers as my hole opens up and his cock slides all the way up into me. I feel him place his hands around my waist and he begins to slide in and out of me. Soon he's ramming into me. His body slapping into me as he thrusts. He grunts as his thrust become harder, deeper and more brutal. He's fucking like a crazy man. From his grunts, I could tell he was getting close. Then he pulls me back onto his cock as he holds it deep inside me. I can feel his cock throb as I feel him unloading his swollen balls into my ass. As he squirts rope after rope of cum into me, my ass is milking his cock. He shudders a bit, then pulls his cock out of me. "Fuck, dude! I can't believe you got me to do that. Fuck! That was intense!" I laughed as he dropped onto the small bench that was to the side of the sleeper. He was catching his breath as I climbed off the bed and began to dress. He was still trying to catch his breath. I had finished putting my shorts and shirt on, and was slipping on my flip flops when I said, "Thanks! Let me know when you're passing through Vegas the next time. My holes will always be yours if you want them." I climbed through the curtains and opened the cab door. I climbed down from the cab and walked back to my car, happy to know I had a hot load of trucker cum deep inside my guts.

I had a fuck bud who would take multiple loads at the bathhouse, plug himself and then come find me where ever I was playing. He would make a great show of removing the plug, sit on my face and announce to the room how many loads he was feeding me from his ass, the race of the donors and how hot the fucks were... Heaven.

as a Top their two things I get out of ramming a cock back in 1- as a Dom top it's a great show of force and it sends the message I own that ass and theirs nothing you can do about it. 2- it trains the hole to stay open and loose. If timed properly you can force the anal ring to stay open and you can pound ass deep as you want. The ring is highly intense feeling when you hit it so you don't want it closing back too quickly or hitting it will hurt too much. As a bottom long strokes feel amazing from a long cock and that sensation of travelling back and forth through the ring forcing it to reopen is a fucking intense feeling ( in a good way)

Not long after I started barebacking, I was wandering around the dark room at the local baths, ass lubed and hungry for cum. As I moved through an area, I felt a hand grab my ass then fingers sliding between my cheeks and around my hole. When I turned around it was a Middle Eastern guy, hard as a rock, with an appetite equal to, if not greater than mine. His cock was nice and thick, not too long, a great size. I can tell he's not interested in a short "hello" oral, so I turn around and grind my ass against him a bit, tease him to see which of us is hungrier. It didn't take him very long to point his cock forward and I guided him the rest of the way. He was a perfect fit, and he knew it. The moment he was balls deep he knew my ass was his. He pounded me like his balls were going to explode if he didn't cum, I loved every second. Guess I was hungrier after all. Unfortunately he didn't last very long. I could tell the end was near when his pounding slowed to vigorous single thrusts. A lot of the time when I take loads there isn't much feeling until that signature, sticky slickness. But as he bottomed out one last time, I could feel him pulsing like a jackhammer as he bred me. Even though it was over I kept pushing my hips back against him until he pulled out, still as hard as when he put it in me. After him things slowed down for me, but to my surprise he came back three more times throughout the night to give me more loads. Long story short, Middle Eastern guys are fantastic.

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It can be worked up to easily. My boy has been going to bed plugged for about a year now. Also when we go out he has to be plugged. I got the ass grommets from MEO, they're great for opening up and comfortable long term, and keeps a boy's hole juicy and ready for anything. Butt plug harnesses are a good piece of gear to have too when the boy is being difficult.

Visiting Berlin for the Easter weekend and headed to Lab last night (Thur) for Naked Night. Never been to this particular evening, so always up for trying something new. After queuing for ages to get in (always a good sign of lots of guys), I stripped off leaving just trainers and bottle of poppers in my sock. Got a drink then went off for a wander. The place was packed, with over 750 people already inside (I was almost 730, and still loads of guys in the guy behind me). Ended up downing my drink, lubing my ass up and heading to the dark area. Found an empty spot on a bench and leaned over, poppers in hand. Within a few mins I felt fingers enter my ass, which told the guy I was lubed enough and then a hand was on my back as a cock was pushed inside. Fuck it hurt, but some poppers and I was good to go. Not that the guy cared. His cock was fucking away in my ass and I just had to take it. Before he pulled out and within a few minutes was replaced by another anonymous cock. For the next while, I was just a hole for random cock, and took whatever cock was pushed into me. After a while, I took a break for another drink and wandered over to the glory hole wall. Not as good now since it’s been halved in size, but still managed to get my face at a hole and suck some cock. After about 20mins, I felt a hand on my shoulder and a guy behind me pulled me away from the gloryhole and forced me to suck him. Now this was a black guy with a huge cock. I could barely get half of it in my mouth but he just keep forcing me to suck it. I did try and sit on it, but he wasn’t interested in fucking (shame, that would’ve split me in half), so back down to my knees and continued sucking away. After a while I had to breakaway ... it was clear he wasn’t going to cum and my ass had been empty for too long. So I walked back in the dark area and the fuck benches. Found a new spot and back on my hands and knees with my ass exposed. As before a steady stream of anonymous guys just sliding into my ass and fucking away. Once it gets late (after 2/3am), one of the benefits of is guys by this time are pretty much done so are just looking to dropping a final load, and my ass was up and ready for them. Some quick fucks, crap fucks, rough fucks and then 1 guy fucked me for ages and he was rough. Slamming his cock into me every few strokes. I was just lying there feeding myself poppers and pushing back to meet his slams into me. If he bred me, I can’t confirm. By this point of the evening my ass was a sweaty, lubed mess. Another guy grabbed my waist and fucked for about 15mins before pulling out and shooting his load over my hole and ass, then pushed back it inside me. I tried milking his cock clean at this point. Eventually after almost 6 hours, I had to call it a night and head back. No idea how many loads I took, but it was a good night. Plus other than the black guy by the gloryholes, I didn’t get to see any of the guys faces. Another 4 days left of Easter in Berlin ?

I have a new 10" BBC buddy who cums a minimum of 6 times when fucking me. He's about 6'3" tall, lanky build, thin frame, and a huge cock that rests comfortably on a pair of medium sized nuts. Because of his size, he needs to get deep past my second ring in order to fuck me. He fucks me on all 4s and on my left side with my leg high in the air coming in from behind me. We spend the first few minutes with me poppering up and working to get his dick lodged deep into my gut past my second ring. Once in there, he goes to town, starting off with slow circling strokes to open and widen my cunt and to loosen up my second ring. Then he starts pounding and doesn't stop for an hour or so. He cums every couple of minutes. First time he fucked me, when he pulled out I realized I had been flooded with his juice. His loads were buried in so deep, I had no concern about them leaking out. I knew I was going to be carrying these loads around for a while! :-) For the time he's fucking me, I'm basically his fuck doll. He presents as fairly innocent at first, but the second time we hooked up, he was lying back, legs spread, with me between his long thin legs, worshipping his dick to full hardness, when he asked me "so after I fucked you the first time, how long did you keep the loads in for?" Bam, knew it: pig! He had fucked me on a Sunday and I didn't lose the loads until Tuesday, which I told him and his face lit up with a wide smile.

Apologies to anyone who has worked in the adult film industry for the inaccuracies that are in this and the last chapter. Just treat this one as humor, I guess. I have no experience in making porn, but thought it might be an interesting scenario. Remember, this _is_ fiction! ———— Part 94 - Action! Ric walked in the door and his dad was laying on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. “Where have you been?” Frank asked, obviously pissed off. “I took a walk and got lost. I ended up in the wrong hotel. Sorry” Ric replied. “I tried calling but it just went to voicemail” Frank said. “Yeah, the battery died” Ric answered. “I was worried, Ric. I don’t want anything to happen to you and your mom would kill me if something did” Frank said in a fatherly tone. “I’m ok. I can handle myself” Ric answered as he dug out his toiletry kit and went into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and cleaned up before coming out and taking his clothes off. He grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on and then laid out on the other bed, plugging in his regular phone and then surfing a bit. The rest of the evening was quiet and neither said much until they went to sleep. The next day, Ric and his dad did some more exploring around campus and joined a presentation in a small auditorium. It was most of the people from the previous day and about a dozen new people. The guides from the previous day were there as well as some of the faculty. They got a lot of useful information, but Ric thought the day was just dragging. He could hardly wait for the evening, but still needed to come up with an excuse to disappear for a few hours. In the end he figured he would use the same excuse as he did the day before. Frank wasn’t happy, but suspected that his son was meeting an escorting client. At least it would give him some time to find another hookup to fuck. Ric showered and cleaned out before he walked over to the other hotel. He kept looking behind to see if his dad was following him. He took the elevator up to the seventh floor, knocked on the door and someone opened it a few inches. “Hi, my name is Austin. I’m here for the video” Ric said. The door opened and a burly guy covered in hair wearing just a pair of baggy shorts and sneakers let him in. “Mmm, aren’t you yummy” the guy said. Ric looked around the room and one guy was working with some camera equipment, another was dealing with some lights and reflectors and Ari was sitting at the table with a lot of papers in front of him. He saw a doorway open to the room next door and assumed that would be where the video would get done. “Austin, right on time. That’s good. Come here, we need to take care of the legal stuff” Ari said. Ric slid behind the two guys and sat down in the chair across from Ari. They went over the documents, one was the disclosure that he asked for from the other actor, another was a non-disclosure, and on and on. Ric thought he understood most of it and Ari seemed a little annoyed that he was actually reading the contracts. Ari explained a few things about the shoot, what he should do and not do and finally Ari said “OK, it’s time you met our star.” The two got up and Ric followed Ari into the next room. Laying back on the bed with his eyes closed was a blond twink that Ric remembered from some porn he had watched over and over. This guy was even cuter in person than on his phone or tablet. He was several inches shorter than Ric, blond, and thin but not skinny. His bubble butt was shaved and his six inch uncut cock was perfectly proportioned. His pubes were trimmed as was his pit hair. The only hair on the rest of his body was on his head. It was medium length on top and faded down to nothing over his ears. It looked stylish but Ric wondered if there would be enough for him to grab when he wanted to get rough. “Austin, this is our star Rawson” Ari said. Ric put his hand out but just got a nod back. “Prima donna” was the first thing that popped into his mind. “You tag many guys yet? I’m getting sick of taking these poz loads and nothing happening” Rawson said. “Not sure how many, a lot of guys I just breed and never hear from again. At least a dozen that I know of, though” Ric said. “Cool, I hope this one does it. I guess you’ll find out when the vid comes out. If you’re in it, you did it. If scene 4 is some other dude, then you failed” Rawson said unemotionally. “So Austin, I’d like you to pick out the costume that we’ll start out with” Ari said as he led Ric to the bathroom. There were four masks laid out on the counter - a gold sparkly Mardi Gras mask, a blue Mexican wrestling mask, a ski mask and a leather hood with openings for his mouth, nose and eyes. Ric frowned. This was what he was afraid of. The second one looked the best, by far. He looked on the other side and there were a couple pairs spandex shorts - one more brief like and the other going down past his knees. There were a couple jockstraps, two different tank tops and some baggy shorts. “Lets go with a Luchador theme. Blue mask and the long blue shorts. Let’s change the name on the credits to be some fake wrestler name like ‘The Blue... Viper’” Ric said. He took off his clothes and changed into the tight shorts. They showed his sizable bulge and Ari thought it would look really good when he was fully hard. After trying on the mask, he looked at himself in the mirror and thought it looked good but it felt uncomfortable since it covered his whole face. He took it off and figured he would only have it on while they were shooting and the fucking would distract him. Everyone got ushered out of the second hotel room while Rawson finished getting ready. Ari told Ric the storyline was based on his costume pick and that he was a wrestler coming back to the hotel room after a match and him fucking a fan. Ric chuckled to himself thinking that it was pretty good as far as porn plot lines go. “Remember, though. Rawson is the star. Most of the attention will be on him and you do what he wants. As far as I’m concerned, a hot video is the number one priority. Rawson is more concerned about you infecting him, so we have to strike a balance” Ari said. “Uh, a wrestler is gonna have a lot of testosterone running through him after a match. How rough should I be?” Ric asked, obviously thinking about this more than Ari expected. “Get aggressive, but don’t hurt him” Ari replied. They got in position and shot a couple takes of Ric coming into the room and pushing the ‘fan’ to the bed. After a few tries Ric tried grabbing Rawson and forcing him to his knees and pushing his face to his hard cock. “Hmm, that looks better. I like it” Ari said. They did another take and by this time there was a large wet spot soaking through from Ric’s very stiff, visible cock. Rawson started gnawing on Ric’s cock and Ric let him go for a minute before picking him up by the arms and throwing him on the bed. Ric pulled his shorts off and threw them on the bed and reached over and yanked Rawson’s shorts off. He jumped on the bed, pinning the star and slapping the bed with his hand. Ric laid there for a moment before he straddled him and began to face fuck Rawson’s mouth. Ric thought that this was going easier than he thought. He tried to remember some of the stuff that had happened in Rawson’s videos that he had watched, but then decided to do more of what felt right and what he wanted to do to this bug chasing twink. Ric rolled over, sitting against the headboard and pulled Rawson with him, never letting his cock out of his mouth. Immediately, he was pounding Rawson’s mouth and the guy seemed to be into it. He shoved in deep, holding his head down and feeling Rawson struggle. Releasing him, Rawson gasped for breath and looked up at Ric with a smile. Ric gave the back of Rawson’s head a light slap and the twink quickly dove back on his cock. The face fucking went on for several more minutes and then Ric pulled out, easily tossing Rawson on his back and pulling him to the edge of the bed. The bottom’s mouth opened wide and Ric plowed in. The new position made it easier for Ric to pummel Rawson’s throat, first getting it sore from the abuse and then coating it with Ric’s toxic precum. It was obvious to Ric that Rawson was an expert cocksucker and he was used to many types of cock from thin to thick. Ric went back to fucking Rawson’s throat and after a few more minutes heard “CUT!” Ric pulled out and sat back on the other bed, pulling the mask off. “Fuck dude!” Rawson yelled out. Ric looked back and asked “Too rough?” “Fuck no. That’s just how I like it. I just didn’t expect that from you. You seemed to be too nice earlier” Rawson said. Ari and the two camera men were talking and Ari asked “Can we do another take, maybe with you guys in a sixty-nine?” “Uh, there’s no mouth hole on the mask so I can’t suck him. Maybe I can finger his ass instead” Ric replied. “Yeah, whatever” came the reply. They started up again and Ric realized he couldn’t even lick his finger. He chuckled to himself and pushed his finger in dry. He pushed in and felt some lube inside. Rawson relaxed his sphincter and Ric pushed all the way in. He jabbed his finger in and out, twisting it around and feeling Rawson’s well used hole open up easily. Each time his fingernail would catch, Rawson would squirm. He didn’t want to get him bleeding too much, otherwise the video wouldn’t be usable. After several minutes of this position, there was another break. “Enough foreplay, let’s get to the fucking. I liked how you tossed him around earlier, so do that to get him in position. Be sure to go in slow the first few times and give the cameras room to show the penetration” Ari said. They did several sequences of Ric tossing Rawson around and then plowing into Rawson’s hole. Ric noticed that one cameraman was making sure that the biohazard tattoo was always visible as he shot, even bending him back at one point. Ric was happy he popped a dick pill before the shoot since the constant stopping and starting would have messed things up, otherwise. He really wished he had talked to Joe about some wrestling moves he could use, but it was too late to “phone a friend.” Finally, they reset and the real fuck scenes could begin. Doggy style off the side of the bed, doggy style on the bed, pushed flat on the bed piledriving and both kneeling upright with Rawson’s back against Ric’s chest. They did them all and Ric kept up the intensity, only occasionally slowing down for a few moments. Ric started to get close and he wanted to look Rawson in the eye when he pumped his first load in. He pushed the bottom off, grabbed his legs and flipped him on his back. Pushing Rawson’s legs back and apart as he got closer, he teased the hole with his rigid cock and then plowed in to the base. He would have liked to have seen it, but there was a camera in the way zoomed in on his disappearing cock. Rawson gave a few squeezes of his hole and Ric drilled in hard. He started to grunt, the only vocalizations he allowed himself while the cameras were running, and heard Rawson start to do the same. He locked eyes with his prey and pulled all the way out, waiting for the first shot of cum. As soon as the first volley covered Rawson’s hole, he shoved in deep, past the inner ring he had been abusing since they started fucking. He growled as the rest of the spurts of toxic cum shot inside Rawson’s gut. Rawson’s eyes rolled back as he yelled “oh fuck” several times, feeling Ric’s cock pulse inside him and hoping this breeding would end his chase. Ric slowly pulled out and the cameras moved in, one covering Ric’s cum covered cock and the other Rawson’s gaping hole. Only a little bit of cum dripped out, Ric having pumped the rest deep inside. “Damn, that was good” Rawson said as Ric sat down on the other bed, dripping sweat and pulling off the mask. Ric smiled and looked around at the crew hoping that they thought so too. “How many more do you need?” Ric asked. Ari answered first “We can go as long as Rawson and you can last.” “Give me 10 and I can go again. Everyone took a quick break and then got ready for the second round. They tried a few new positions, one with Rawson against the wall getting plowed and another of him hanging off Ric, his legs and arms wrapped around and Ric’s cock driving in and out. Finally he was bent over the bed and Ric really hammered his hole. This time the orgasm came faster than Ric anticipated and he couldn’t show the cum shoot outside before he shoved in and bred Rawson inside. He hoped that no one would be too disappointed as he stood there, recovering. When he went to back away, he found a cameraman between his legs and stumbled. “Fuck, that was so hot. You could watch his balls contract and the cock throb as he bred him” the cameraman said. Ric sat down again on the other bed, breathing heavily. “Sorry, I couldn’t pull out in time” he said. “Don’t worry, we got the first one and if Sammy liked the shot he got, then we’re good” Ari replied. After a pause, he added “Unless you can go again… Anything we get from now on is extra stuff we can edit in if we need it.” Ric looked at Rawson, waiting for him to reply. Hearing nothing he said “I got an idea, but you might not be able to use it. It’s more for Rawson’s goal than anything.” Rawson gave a big grin and nodded. Ric got up and moved over to the other bed and pulled Rawson to the middle, on his knees. One of the cameramen grabbed his comera and moved closer. Ric slapped Rawson’s ass and then pulled the cheeks apart. He easily sunk two fingers in and was playing in the cum filled chute. He added a third finger and fucked them in and out before his arm started twisting. He curled his fingers and dug them in, hearing Rawson’s moans get more strident as the pain got more intense. Ric reached up with his other hand and started twisting Rawson’s nips. Each time Ric would feel him try and clamp down on his fingers. After several minutes of abuse, Ric pulled his fingers out, took a look at them before he fed them to Rawson who was now whimpering. As his fingers got sucked clean of cum and traces of blood, Ric rammed his cock back in Rawson’s hole. He pounded for a few minutes and pulled out. Ric fingered the hole roughly for a minute and then pulled them out and rammed back in again. He leaned over Rawson’s back and whispered in his ear “Want another load?” Rawson began to beg loudly “Oh god, please fuckin’ breed me. Fuck my hole and give me all of your cum! I need it bad.” Ric rolled his hips and humped Rawson once again. Ric grunted a few expletives in Spanish and called him a pig, hoping that a deeper voice and using Spanish would obscure his identity. Rawson collapsed on the bed and Ric pounded him with as much energy as he had left. With one hard thrust, he began pumping one last load of charged cum into Rawson’s tortured hole. They laid there for a moment before Ric climbed off and announced “I’m empty” and fell back on the other bed. “Damn, your hole is wrecked” the photographer said as he set the camera down. “Why don’t you grab a shower in the other room, get dressed and we’ll take care of the rest” Ari said to Ric. Ric grabbed his clothes and went to the other room and cleaned up. Walking out of the bathroom, Ari had an envelope for him. “Thanks. I think that shoot had a lot of good energy in it. If that’s the one that we use, we’ll edit it up and you’ll get an email so you can preview it before it goes on sale” Ari said. Ric said “Thanks” before he walked out the door and thumbed through the envelope seeing more money in one place than he ever had before.

PART FIVE "Turn around, show me your ass." Robert obeyed, still on his knees, turning around and bending over so he was on all fours, ass exposed. The man positioned himself behind him, and Robert could feel the thick, spongy head of the cock pressing against his hole, constant pressure, threatening to tear him in two. "Just breathe and push back like you're taking a shit." The man instructed. As he did this, after a few seconds, Robert could feel the entrance to his ass begin to open and allow this man's cock entrance into his body, stretching him open, with a slight stinging/burning sensation, but the more the man thrusted his member inside him, the better it began to feel. Soon enough, he was completely filled with hard cock, and a glow came over Robert, feeling his own cock which was hard as steel, he pulled the cloth front of his jock to the side and released it so he could stroke himself while being fucked... and, between heavy breaths, noticed himself suddenly begging "Fuck me..... fuck me.... harder, Daddy, please....". The man, smiling, replied simply "That's right, this is MY pussy, now, isn't it, bitch?", thrusting harder and harder into Robert's ass, his pelvis smacking against the young man's buttocks making a loud slapping noise with every thrust. He smacked Robert's ass, and Robert moaned in pleasure. "Yyyyyeeeessss, Daddy...... please cum in me.....". "You want my load, slut?...... Are you sure about that?" The guy taunted Robert, fucking him violently, grabbing him by the throat with one hand, and clutching an ass cheek with the other. "Please! I want you to fill me with your seed!" Robert cried out. It wasn't too much longer than that and the guy started moaning too, and Robert could feel the guy starting to swell inside him. "Ooooh.... aaaaahh.... uuuuughhh.... fuuuuck.... such a nice asss....... fuuuuck here it comes.... gonna cum.... cumming in your sweet ass, boy.... here iiiit...... cuuuuuummmmmssss.....aaaaaaah" the guy stopped thrusting and held himself balls deep in Robert's hole, his cock twitching inside him with every blast of his orgasm, and when Robert felt this cock spasm inside him, it set of his own orgasm. "Ffffuuuuck, I'm coming too..... ooooh....aaaaah...". With deep heavy breaths, the guy dismounted Robert, and laid on the ground next to him, catching his breath, while the young man remained on all fours, drenched in sweat and also breathing heavily. "You liked that, didn't you?" The guy asked Robert. "Fuck yes", he replied. "Hold still, I need to piss" the guy gave his instruction, and got up and stood above Robert, who, in a couple of seconds, felt a stream of this man's warm piss, soaking him all over his back and the back of his head. "Mmmmmm yeah, good slut. I bet you like me making you wet..... .....oh, and by the way, I'm HIV positive. Enjoy the poz load I just dumped in you. There could be more for you again, another day, if you want it....."

I left a couple of hours later, spunk drying on face arse and thighs, and stinking of their sweat and cigarette smoke. I was literally dripping cum into my underpants and didn't want to go home in this state, but the sauna would be closed by now. It was dark, but the night was warm. I decided to head down to the beach and find a place to rest, then I'd call home later and say I'd been to a club. I followed the road down to the beach, crossed the promenade and dropped down onto the pebbles. Behind me was a dark space beneath the promenade where the concrete had eroded. It was quite narrow and low, but I decided it would be a good place to hangout until daylight. As I bent and crawled inside I first smelled body odour, then heard someone give a hacking cough. It was obviously already occupied and by several men by the sound of things. "'ere! watch out mate!" Said a voice, followed by a cough and a spitting sound. "s..s..sorry." I said, starting to back out, " I..i was just looking for a place to rest." At the sound of my young voice, I heard someone chuckle in the dark, and boney fingers grabbed my arm and pulled me into the dark. "well now, " said another voice. "I guess we've always got room for a lad...providing he's friendly like." I was pulled slowly into the small dark space beneath the promenade like a fly in a web. Once inside, it was completely black and I could feel warm bodes and foul breath around me. "Get your panties off, then." Said the rough voice. "Wh..what?" I gasped, but a hand clutched my throat and a voice whispered. " I said, get those panties off. You're gonna get that sweet bum fucked. You didn't think we let you in out of the goodness of our hearts did you?" He squeezed again and I gasped and undid my belt and fly. I pushed trousers and pants down and felt the cool sand against my belly. Above me, I heard footsteps and the sound of council workers emptying bins, but I couldn't make a sound. There was an overpowering smell of unwashed body as a man got on my back. I squealed through the boney fingers as I felt a large, slimey cock slide between the cheeks of my arse, seeking my hole. Suddenly, he found my slit which was still wet with spunk, and he drove down and into my rectum. I gasped as the heavy cock began to thrust and tried not to breathe the stink from his body as he buggered me whilst only feet away I heard the workers laughing and joking. If only they knew I was being knocked up just below them. The man in me growled and bit my ear. "Pig!" He hissed. "Dirty little sow. Love my dirty old cock, don't cha?" I could only groan with pleasure as another man slithered round in the small space. His smelly trousers were open and he forced his cock into my mouth. It was wet and covered with fleshy bumps which I realised must be warts, and the head tasted slightly metallic and I found my tongue touching what felt like a sore on the tip which explained the wetness. I tried to pull away but there was no room and I was pinned to the sand by the man jerking on top of me. I was forced to suck the diseased cock until the man in me jerked and grunted as he spurted probably diseased cum up my arse. "Get off him, then! Let's have a go!" The man got off me, his cock sliding out with a wet farting noise. I tried to crawl out, but strong hands pulled me back. "No you don't! You got to pay the rent!" I heard laughter and realised there were several men in that small space. The man who's cock I had been sucking was waiting for me. He pulled me onto my side as someone pulled my legs up to my chest and then I felt his warty cock slide up me from behind as his hand snaked over my thigh and began to jack my cock. "Who want's a nice fresh cock, then?" He whispered. I heard rustling as clothing was removed, and suddenly a cold, flabby backside pushed backwards into my belly. Between the cold cheeks, the cleft was hot and greasy and I was helpless as the man fucking me squeezed my cock and got it into position. The cold backside pushed back, and suddenly I felt my cock sliding into a delicious, grainy, wet heat as I was deep in a man for the first time. I gasped as the filthy old arsehole moved up and down my cock, my body sandwiched between the tramps, and as the man in me began to cum, I felt my balls tighten and then I came too, shooting my sperm into that filthy hole like a pig, and sobbing with the shame and excitement...

I hunt for cock daily at the local video store. I suck and get bred by as many studs as possible. In between I hunt for full rubbers. I find them, tie them off and save them. I also look for cum on the floors and have become quite good at identifying cum from spit. When a guy comes out of a booth I immediately run in to see if he came in the floor. If I find some I will either scoop it up and use it for lube in my cunt, Jack off with it, rub it on my face or eat it. I love licking it off the floor too. Super nasty and degrading but that’s my purpose in life. I am a disgusting faggot cumdump. I also love to lick urinals and pissy toilets. I have 8 full rubbers from last night. I will eat some, pour some in my cunt and add some of the cum to my food. I love anonymous cum on pastries and sometimes leave them on the counter for whoever might want one of my special glazed pastries when they come to visit. One day I’ll tell them why themy taste so good.

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.

What the fuck am I doing? I can’t believe I am going back knowing what was in store for me. I know on some level that I may regret this, but the majority of me was excited as hell. I methodically packed my backpack, phone charger, lube, toothbrush, mouthwash, toothpaste, condoms, an extra change of clothing and a cock ring. I stood outside of their door for what seemed like an eternity, second guessing myself. My heart began to race as I rang the doorbell. Erik answered the door, wearing jeans and a sweatshirt; I immediately noticed the hefty bulge in his jeans. He noticed me checking it out because he grabbed it and said, “He has been waiting”. Erik is in his 40ies, 6’0”, toned body, dark hair, brown eyes. About 7” cut, with a nice mushroom that was thicker around the head. He welcomed me inside where two of his three roommates were sitting waiting for my arrival. I was introduced as their “fuckhole” for the next 48 hours. Jay was a biker type, also in his 40ies, straight mostly, but when he partied, he fucks anything. He stood about 5’10, kind of stocky but incredibly rock hard 7” cock. He was sitting on the love seat and I immediately could see his bulge through his jeans, he chuckled and my eyes moved up and he was smiling at me. He caught me staring at his crotch. Bill was slightly older, he was in his 50ies, but sitting on the couch completely naked, it looks as though the party had started without me. Bill was pretty average in build and looked like he was working with a cock that would surly get larger than the other 2. I am 25, 5’8, 140 lbs, toned but not muscular at all, pretty average sized cock, I have never measured it as I do not want to be disappointed. But have told that I have an incredible hole. Nice bubble butt that can squeeze your cock so tight you moan. Since I was never introduced by my name but a nickname I will just refer to myself as their name for me. fuckhole. I have only partied a few times in my life and do not really remember how to even hold the pipe let alone light it. I am more of a weed smoker. I was instructed to take off my shoes and sit next to Bill on the couch, Erik told me to get ready to have the most amazing next few days of sex. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Erik asked me while filling the bowl. “Hell yeah, I am on a week long vacation, and I just want to get wild, my hole is now your hole for the next 48 hours, seriously you could even tie me up and gag me if you wanted to!” I said with a chuckle in the most obvious “you know I am joking kind of way” Everyone gave a little chuckle. Erik explained that I would not be able to hold the pipe; he did not want me to burn what was inside and held it up to my mouth. I watched the crystals slowly turn to liquid and smoke began filling the bowl. “Now slowly, as slow as you can start to inhale, I am going to rock this back and forth, keep going until I tell you to stop, but remember……slow” Erik said with a grin. He began rolling the bowl and I exhaled as much as I could and then slowly began sucking in. Erik kept telling to keep sucking; I sucked until my lungs felt like they were going to explode. He pulled the pipe away from my mouth and told me to hold my breath, do not let it out. I felt like I couldn’t hold it any longer and he finally said slowly let it out. I let out what I felt was the biggest cloud of smoke in my life but Bill kind of laughed. “That is all you can do? Seems like a light weight to me.” Bill said while shaking his head. I noticed that he was now stroking what seemed to be about 8.5” and was filling out very thickly. “Yeah, come on fuckhole, you need to do better than that.” Jay said from the loveseat. Erik placed the pipe near my mouth again and out of instinct , I tried to grab it, he in a very stern voice said, “I thought I told you not to touch this!” I had already started to feel my body start to heat up and I could only notice the bulges and the huge cock next to me. “I am sorry Erik, I promise I can do better.” I said with kind of a laugh. “CALL ME MASTER” he snapped, I did not want to upset him so I said “Yes Master” “Good little fuckhole” He placed the pipe back up to my mouth, I repeated the same inhale and let out what seemed like a much larger cloud. I was told that one was better but they know I could do better. I asked if I could take off my shirt, I started getting hot, my heart started racing and suddenly noticed that my hole needed to be fucked. “Yeah, take your clothes off get comfortable.” Bill said. I took everything off except for my socks, underwear, and wife beater undershirt. “Are those briefs the only underwear you brought?” Jay asked me. “No Sir,” I said, “ I have a jock in my back pack.” Erik was sitting on the floor in front of me and as I started to explain how the jockstrap looked and how they were in my backpack but all I could think about was getting fucked. With no warning, Erik pulled my trunks off and buried his face into my hole. Ramming his large wet tongue into my hole. I closed my eyes and start moaning. The torch lights up again and the pipe was placed against my lips. I opened my eyes and Bill told me I would have to show him a man hit, not a pussy hit. I took the biggest hit that I had ever could take and bill put his hand over my mouth and Erik started to shove his finger in my hole, for some reason it sort of burned and I exhaled quickly, the largest cloud I have ever seen and cried out “ouch.” Erick informed me that I should only feel the burn for a few more seconds that he forgot to put lube on his fingers. Jay stood up and disappeared down the hall. When he returned he had a leather jock, arm and ankle restraints, a spreader, spray poppers, and a gas mask. He also had lost his jeans and t-shirt, leaving him in his leather vest and a black leather jock that had snaps where you could pull your cock out for easy access, and some leather boots. “Here put these on, you will be wearing only this for the next 48 hours.” Jay said throwing the jock at me just before he grabbed my belongings and placed them into my backpack. “Don’t worry fuck hole, you will get this back when we are finished with you.” Jay said as he took it down the hallway. I was so horny slipping on the jock, I just wanted to get fucked. I said out loud without thinking, “Can one of you please fuck me right now, please I will do anything! Please, someone fuck my hole.” The guys chuckled and Bill told Erik to shove a shard into my hole. While Erik hunted for the perfect one, Bill shoved the pipe up to my mouth again and I instinctually reached for it. “That’s it! Jay, hand me those wrist restraints, he keeps grabbing the pipe” Bill again put the pipe in front of my face. I apologized for putting my hands up the other time, but Bill just told me I would make up for it shortly. He instructed to slowing inhale while Jay was securing my hands together in front of me. “There, this should hold him, lets put the gas mask on him so we do not have to worry about him not holding it in.” Erik suggested as he shoved his finger into my hole. It seriously burned and as I exhaled extremely fast, I called out “ouch” but was informed that I just needed more lube, I told him I had lube in my bag but he showed me his lube which allegedly contained some healing / numbing botanicals that will make my hole feel amazing and I could get fucked for days with it. I almost instantly began squirming and chanting “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, someone please fuck me” Jay handed Erik this bar with ankle restraints and hooks attached to either end. They secured my ankles to this spreader and brought it towards my hands and connected those as well. There I lay on the couch, hands connected to the spreader that had my legs spread apart exposing my hole to everyone. Jay comes over to me with a gas mask connected to a long tube. “I do not like how fast you exhaled that last time, I think you need to wear this.” He places this tight gas mask over my head. He then unscrews a bottle of poppers and holds it over the tube and I am forced to inhale several deep hits of poppers. I was flying and all I could do was yell out “PLEASE FUCK ME PLEASE FUCK ME, I WILL DO ANYTHING I PROMISE I WILL DO ANYTHING, MY HOLE IS YOUR HOLE” Suddenly the poppers hit me and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. I felt someone spit on my hole and when I focused it was Erik, lining his cock head up to my hole. Without warning he steadily but firmly pushes his cock into my hole. “HOLY FUCK THAT IS TIGHT! Someone grab me some of our special lube.” He pulled almost all the way out and squirted some of their lube on his cock. I could not handle it anymore I yelled out “FUCK ME PLEASE” and started to squirm so that my hole would swallow up more of his thick cock. “FUCK!! You guys look at this horny pig! He is tied up, not very high, and fucking himself with my cock, I think he should get some more poppers and maybe some more favors.” The guys all laughed and one by one they called me a slut, a fucking hole. That I was created to only be a cum dump for guys. The informed me they wanted to put up an ad and invite people over to fuck me. All I could do was moan as Erik started to shove his cock in and out at a slow pace. “Hand me the poppers again.” Erik said still pumping in and out of my fuck hole at a deep and steady pace, causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head. He connects the poppers to the gasmask and I was forced to breath in a few healthy hits. He caps them back up, tosses them aside and as they hit, I felt my hole expand and Erik says to the guys, “You guys have to feel this hole, it opens right up, but fits like a tight glove! He keeps begging me to fuck him, do you think I should fuck him?” The guys tell Erik to give me what I want and he tells me that I am going to love this and in a jack hammer type motion, begins slamming his cock in and out of my hole. I wanted him deeper and harder and wanted him to fuck me in different directions stretching my hole out good. He fucked me for what seemed like only 5 minutes but ended up being about a half hour, he then asked me if I was ready for his load, but immediately followed up with a… “Naw, just playing, you don’t have a choice. OOOOhhh omg I am going to cum” He picked up his rhythm and was now slamming his cock in and out of my hole and all I could do was moan, it felt amazing and then he slammed deep into my hole. I literally felt his cock grow thicker and longer, press through the second opening, he kept it lodged deep into my guts, closed his eyes, leaned his head back and calls out “Take my load you fucking dirty fuck hole!” His huge load filled me up, his thick cock pulsating, shooting thick ropes deep into my guts. He pulled out and suggested that they move me to the playroom. ****************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Thank you for taking the time to read one of my fantasies. Some of the above mentioned did happen, some are a little exaggerated, of course I changed the names. Please tell me if this was entertaining. If so I will gladly tell you how our little "fuckhole's" 48 hours go.

BLACKMAILED FOR MY ASS Dan was a nice guy that I met online. He’s ‘straight’, married to a woman who was at work too much, and wanted to dip his toe in the guy pool. That’s where I come in. After chatting online for a couple of weeks, his wife went out of town to visit her mother in another city. This left him with the house to himself to finally play and indulge in the fantasies he’d been getting off to for who knows how long. I’m no model pin-up or anything, but some people think I’m attractive. And I’ve got a great, fuckable ass that would never turn down a load. From the pictures Dan had sent me, he’s about ten years older than my 45, more of a Daddy, and attractive in his own way. Not all burly or buff, just a regular guy with slightly thinning hair and a slightly thickening middle. But that’s okay. It was his dick I was interested in, anyway. The rest never mattered much to me. I arrived at his place as planned and ready to play. I wasn’t in the mood to waste time, so as soon as I got in the front door, I dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of his shorts -even before he got the door closed! He was a little panicked at that, but also surprisingly turned-on. Maybe he had a little voyeur in him just aching to get out. I sucked him to hardness and then he was ready to fuck. Neither of us was in the mood to waste time, apparently. I was liking him more and more. We’d talked about condoms already and I told him I don’t like them. Well, more than that -I wouldn’t accept them. If he wanted to fuck me, he would have to do it raw or not at all. He’d been stuck using condoms on his own wife for years, so he was kind of eager to fuck someone without. Lucky me. Especially with the choice piece of meat he had swinging between his legs. The perfect size for me, really. Not too big, not too small. A decent thickness that you can no doubt feel but won’t be destroyed by upon first entry. I’d already lubed a little at home in hopes that he would want to just get down to the deed, so right there in the entry way, he spun me around and placed my hands up on the wall like I was a perp and he’s a cop about to frisk me. He did feel me up and down while I was in this position, but when he got to my lower half, he yanked my nylon trackies down to my ankles, exposing my bare butt in nothing but a jock strap. I heard him make an approving growl in his throat, and then seconds later his fat cock head was pressed against my opening. I hadn’t been fucked in a while, so I knew it might be a little rough getting started. I closed my eyes and tried to think relaxing thoughts, willing my hole to relax and open up naturally for him. This actually does work for me, and it did now. It’s like easing the tension from your shoulders, only with my butt hole. I felt myself relax and then like magic my hole just yawned open and his cock slowly slid a couple of inches in. “Jesus!” he hissed. “It’s like your hole is eating me up! Fucking unreal!” I felt it, the minor discomfort of taking someone in me after so long without, but it felt so damn good, all I could do was moan. He moaned his appreciation, too. And then he slowly sank the rest of his shaft in me until he was balls deep. He held there for a moment, reaching around and pinching my nipples, which got my hole fluttering over his cock. I guess that was the signal he needed to move, so he started rutting his hips, lightly smacking my butt cheeks with his abdomen with every sharp thrust. His strokes lengthened, and turned more frantic. Before long Dan was slamming full length in and out of me, his hands gripping my hips tightly, while we stood in the entry way of his house, grunting and groaning like animals rutting in heat. It was fucking awesome! “I . . . I don’t think I’ll last much longer,” he panted. “Do it, cum in me!” I yelled. More like begged, really. “Yeah? You like getting bred like a little whore?” he snarled in my ear, which really only turned me on more. He hadn’t said much of anything through the fuck, but this slightly rougher side was fucking hot. And when we’d been chatting online, I told him I liked to be called names and stuff while getting pounded, but at the time he didn’t seem all that into it. Glad I was wrong about that. “Fuck yeah!” I shouted. “I love getting bred! Cum in me!” I felt like a man possessed, but it was more like an addiction -I needed his seed swimming in my guts. “Take it, pig! Take my load up your whore ass!” he growled. I leaned my forehead against the wall, removed my hands from the wall and reached behind me to pull his hips flush against my ass so he was buried as deep as possible. I held him there for a moment, rippling my hole over the length of him, practically siphoning the seed straight out of his balls. That pushed him over the edge, he pulled back and slammed extra hard and extra deep, his arms wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe while his balls emptied into my willing hole. I was in heaven once again. That moment is always heaven to me. He was breathing hard, his forehead resting on the back of my neck, as he collected himself and slowly withdrew his softening cock from my happy hole. I turned around to thank him but before I could utter a word, he reached up and grabbed hold of my face, pulling me into a passionate kiss. He’d made such a point of being a ‘straight’ married man, I never expected he’d want to kiss me, but kiss me he did! When we came up for air, I must have looked confused, because he said, “I just had to kiss you. That was the best fuck I’ve ever had. I couldn’t help myself. I just . . . I just needed to kiss you. Your ass is fucking amazing.” He was breathing hard and smiling wide. I’d done my job. We had agreed that our first meet would be brief, so we could feel comfortable, and also leave us wanting more. So I began to slowly dress myself, clenching my hole tight so I didn’t lose a drop of his cum. Once fully dressed, he kissed me again, and then I was on my way. He texted me later to thank me again, and to set up another fuck -soon! Over the next couple of days we swapped messages, just flirting until I could get over there again. But on the second day, I was at home later that night, and I got a strange message from him. Might be in trouble here, not sure how we should proceed. Ominous, right? I text him back, What’s wrong? The wife back in town? His reply was, My next door neighbor apparent heard us fucking, and saw us through the front window. He said if I didn’t want my wife to know, I had to let him fuck you the next time you come over. And he thought this was a problem? The more the merrier! What pig would ever turn down extra loads? I quickly sent a message back, telling him it was more than fine and to not even worry. What I didn’t know is that his next door neighbor had secrets of his own. Secrets that would change my life forever.

Moving in with Dad Todd never knew his Father when he was growing up. His Dad, Jeff, had knocked-up Todd's Mom back when the two of them were in high school and since they lived in a small, ultra church-going town, she was not going to have an abortion. Todd's mother raised him on her own until she suddenly died midway through his senior year of high school. His maternal grand parents wanted to take him in, but state law gave Jeff primary responsibility for Todd's care, so once Jeff was apprised of the situation, he gladly took Todd in to live with him in a town in the adjoining county. The first few days for Todd in his Father's were, quite naturally, somewhat awkward, but the two found a comfortable routine. Todd was particularly pleased when he realized his Father was far less controlling than his Mother had been, so Todd found himself enjoying a sense of freedom which he never experienced with his Mother, especially when Jeff guided Todd through the process of getting a driver's license and in providing a car which Todd could use to drive to and from school, as well use as around town. Todd even felt the freedom to explore more of himself. From an early age Todd had sensed he was gay, but given the ultra-conservative character of his Mother's family and the town in which he and she had lived, he suppressed any exploration of his sexuality. Living with his Father, on the other hand, was a different story, and Todd quickly found a himself a friend at school, David, with whom he could let his guard down and be himself. Quickly David and Todd were spending a fair amount of time together, and, given Jeff was often out on weekend evenings, Todd was able to host. The first night they hung out Todd received and gave his first blow job, in the process swallowing David's load, which was Todd's first experience in tasting cum. The following week David got Todd to fuck him, and as David never used condoms, the fuck session was bareback. Naturally David bred Todd's hole, maintaining condoms ruined a good sexual experience for both the top and bottom. On Todd's 18th birthday came around, Jeff took him out for a nice dinner, and the following Friday night, when Jeff was on the road, David introduced Todd to a strange glass pipe, showing Todd how to take a hit off of it. Now, Todd had never explored any recreational substances, but having enjoyed everything David had suggested they explore up to date, it wasn't a stretch to get him to try smoking a bowl or two. That night, however, somewhat unexpected, Jeff came home early, entering the house quietly to avoid awakening his son. Moving soundlessly down the hallway, Jeff passed Todd's door, which was slightly ajar, the glow of a television providing the only light in the vicinity. However, before Jeff had completely passed the doorway, he registered a slight hint of movement which arrested Jeff, compelling him to pause to understand what he was seeing. Then, through the gap between the door and the door frame, Jeff registered Todd was 'entertaining' David, and that David on Todd's bed, on all fours, and that Todd was behind him and that both boys were naked. Standing discretely in the shadows, Jeff smiled and thought to himself, "Like father, like son," and, this same reaction extended to seeing Todd light up and heat the bowl. At this exact moment, David chanced to glance back at Todd, and in so doing, caught a glimpse of Jeff. The two briefly locked eyes, and then Jeff discretely and quietly moved down the hall, heading for his own bedroom. David, however, was not as sang froid as Jeff, and slid off of Todd's cock saying "Todd, your Dad just walked down the hallway and saw us!" "You sure?" Todd asked, even as David dressed. "Yeah, absolutely. Sorry, guy, but I'm out of here. We'll talk later." After David left Todd thew on some mesh basketball shorts and, taking a deep breath, walked down the hallway to see his father, whose bedroom door was slightly ajar, and a light was burning. Before Todd could knock his father called out in an even voice, "Come on in, Todd." Not knowing what to expect, Todd complied, finding his Father in the bathroom doing something with the water running. "Todd, make yourself comfortable, I'll be right out," Jeff called. A few seconds later Jeff walked into the bedroom, shocking Todd in the process: Jeff was butt ass naked. Todd was not so shocked, however, not to think 'Man, Dad has a great body, and I guess I have Dad's cock'. In fact, Todd couldn't help but stare at his Father. Although 35 Jeff's body was quite muscular, and his cock was a full eight inches, even soft. Moving his line of sight up to his Father's face, Todd relaxed somewhat. Clearly his Father wasn't outraged or distraught, in fact he looked quite cool. 'He's probably going to give me a safe sex talk', Todd thought. What he didn't expect was Jeff's opening question "So, how do you like fucking David?" Although a bit startled at the opening question, Todd had presence of mind to answer honestly "It's great, Dad, I love fucking David." "And what about the pipe?" Todd wasn't on uncertain ground how to best answer, but Jeff made it easy when he set the stage saying "I sure like smoking sand glass pipe. Don't you?" The Jeff really blew Todd away when he asked "Todd, would you like to get high with me? The stuff I have will blow you away." Todd didn't have to actually answer his Father. Rather Jeff approached with a rubber strap, a syringe loaded with some liquid, and an alcohol wipe. Jeff put the rubber strap on Todd's left bicep, and then used the alcohol wipe to wipe-down Todd's inner elbow, and then, still not having said a word, Jeff took the syringe in hand, pulling the cap off with his teeth, then sinking the needle in a fat vein in Todd's inner elbow, withdrew the plunger, drawing forth a drop of blood before emptying the content of the syringe into Todd. Just before Jeff removed the rubber strap was "Todd you'll probably feel a surge of warmth, followed by a chemical taste in the back of your throat and then you'll probably cough a couple times, then you'll feel your heart race and your breath will also increase. Just ride the rush, relax and enjoy the experience."

This story is fiction and any resemblance to real events or real people, living or dead, is mere coincidence. Hope you enjoy it. PART ONE Robert was a pretty happy-go-lucky guy, most of the time. Life wasn't perfect, but he had most creature comforts and some good friends, and had had an ok childhood, for the most part. He was fairly average, but still pretty handsome and good looking, with blonde hair and deep blue eyes, that always looked just a little bit sad, almost like puppy-dog eyes. His smile could light up a room, though. His folks had split when he was young, though, and grew up with his Dad, who was quite emotionally distant, and this left Robert with a compulsion to seek validation or attention from wherever he could get it. In High School, he learnt to become the class clown, and enjoyed making people laugh, even if they were only laughing at him. When he was in his second year of High School, he had been getting bullied by some older students, being called names like homo or faggot, generally because Robert was not staunch or macho, rather more gentle and unassuming, and had a slight, lean frame. Robert was a bit of a late bloomer, and hadn't started showing signs of going through puberty yet, He didn't fully understand it when the other boys mocked him as gay or faggot or whatever, but he had some vague idea after hearing things from other high school boys about cock sucking or butt fucking. He wondered about himself for a while. It wasn't until he started puberty about a year later, that he started wanking and cumming himself, and having fantasies that included having sex with guys. He decided to taste his own cum a few times, which soon became very addictive. Fast forward a few years, and Robert was now in his mid 20s, and by this point, he had had sexual encounters with both boys and girls, but had made the conclusion that he was definitely gay. He had been visiting adult bookstores and going into the ones that had rooms in the back with video lounges or glory holes, and usually just got naked and jerked off until one of the other men, usually twice his age at least, got courage to suck him off or rim him. Robert was very passive in this sense, but, like his years of being the class clown, enjoyed the attention he got whichever way he got it, and started learning to enjoy being an object for other men to use. He would feel pampered as a man his dad's or grandfather's age would lick and press their tongues against his twitching hole like hungry dogs eating a meal like it was their last. He slowly, but surely, became addicted to cruising these places, and got a bit of a reputation. He got fucked quite a few times, but was careful enough to use protection, as he had been taught in Sex Ed classes during his high school years. He went again one night, after a couple of after work beers at a bar with his workmates, feeling horny as fuck. He took a minute when he arrived at the store to browse some of the items, the underwear section particularly catching his interest, and bought a white Bike brand jock strap, and asked for an entrance to the rooms at the back. "You can get changed into that jock in our changing room if you'd like, I'll give you a bag to put your other clothes in and keep them safe behind the counter while you're back there", said the guy at the counter. Robert took his advice, and got changed into just the jock, keeping his shoes on. He got a big whistle from the store clerk when he came out from the changing room, making him smile and blush. "Very sexy", said the clerk. "Comfortable?" "Yes, this fits great", replied Robert. "Have fun in there, I saw a couple of guys go in earlier, so I'm sure you'll get what you want", the store clerk said to Robert, with a bit of a chuckle, as Robert thanked him and smiled and waved after handing his clothes over and making his way to the back.

I'd been horny to suck cock and swallow seed so I went to a nearby porn theatre. It wasn't too busy although two guys were putting on a show in the biggest room showing straight porn. The big bottom guy was getting his ass and mouth nicely used by the more athletic top's long fat dick. Watching them made me wish I'd had time to clean out. It was slow so I was hanging out when a short and wiry looking south asian guy came in wearing a backpack. I asked permission to touch him and played with his trim and very furry belly and chest sucking his nipples until he called me a pussy and pushed me down to his uncut cock. I sucked him slow and deep as he instructed, holding him in the back of my throat for around ten seconds before returning to the slow sucking. Finally he said he wanted to fuck me bare and breed me but I told him I wasn't prepared. He wanted to do it anyway and had me slobber on his uncut cock which he used to get inside my hole. He wasn't gentle, and while he fucked me a young hispanic guy can in. He stood next to me as I was fucked doggie style talking to the guy in my hole until he bred me, had me clean his cock, and left. I cleaned up and the hispanic guy followed me asking if he can fuck me too. Sure, I said. He bends me over a chair and this fat uncut cock presses into the fresh cum soup in my ass stretching me a lot more than the last cock. He grabs my hips firmly and gives me one of those unselfconscious, firm, deep, I-need-to-cum fucks until he adds his load to the soup. Afterwards he says he wants to fuck me again and tells me when I can show up to take his cock. Lifetime loads 9.

Everything I post - other than the occasional story in the labelled fiction area - is absolutely true, and happened to me. Hell, I couldn’t make half my shit up anyway. My sexual experience has turned out to be so far off the chain that I live in constant fear that guys assume I’m bullshitting as it is, when I’m telling the verbatim truth. That’s part of the reason why I sort of part company with those who say there’s nothing wrong with guys writing their fantasies and claiming they actually happened - it makes it harder to know who the real sexual adventurers are, and whose experience to pay attention to.

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?

Copied from Reddit I've thought that I was bisexual since my early teens. I was always inserting anything phallic and smooth into my ass when nobody was around. My favorite was a cologne bottle I had received as a gift when i turned 14, it was about 6" long and about 1.5" in diameter and with a little work and plenty of lotion it would slide right in. It, without a doubt, made me cum so hard during my alone time. Fast forward 6 years and I was sent to my first duty station in Cheyenne, Wyoming. Fresh out of BMT (showering in basic was fun for me lol) and horny as hell. Having only had sex a couple of times with a couple girls before enlisting, then 8 weeks of basic I was ready to have some fun. I had heard some guys on my flight talking about some of the girls they had fucked over the weekend from Craigslist. So when I was released for the day I set up a dump email and quickly made a post looking for a uniform chaser to suck my dick (I'd never actually gotten head at this point in my life). About 6 hours later I got a response . She said that she was a 37 year old First Shirt from the guard unit outside my base and was interested in hooking up. Being as she had access to the base I told her was dorm I was and that the doors would be cracked. She told me to be waiting on my bed naked and the lights off. I quickly removed my clothing and had a HUGE hard-on. Cracked the doors and shut off the lights and laid there in waiting. I heard the first door creak open and instantly my heart started pounding, scared that my roommate was coming into the dorm. We had separate rooms but shared a kitchen and bathroom. It couldn't be him, he was very rarely in his dorm. I just laid there in the dark to scared to move, heart racing, but still had a rock hard cock. There was silence for a moment but then the door to my room slowly opened and I could just make out the silhouette of a person entering my room and instantly my senses started telling me something wasn't quite right. I laid there as this stranger got down on their knees and gently tugged on my thighs gesturing me to get closer to the edge of the bed. I did as they asked, scared, horny, and very curious to see what happened next. As they started to lower their mouth to the tip of my cock, the warmth of their breath and the wetness of their mouth about made me lose it. After a couple minutes of amazing cock sucking, I felt the bristle of HIS neatly shaven goatee on my sack. I started to freak out internally, this wasn't a woman sucking my cock, but a man. But it felt too good to stop him. I just layed there, frozen with shock. I didn't care what he had between his legs, his mouth had felt better than either of the girls pussies I had been with before. It took me about 40 minutes to cum because I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that I was letting a guy suck my cock. When I came, he swallowed every drop. I acted as though I didn't know that he was a he. After he left, I sent him an email asking why he hadn't just told me he was a man. He said he was too afraid and that he just wanted to suck a cock, he was married and his wife had no idea that he was interested in guys. I told him my name and he told me his. We'll just refer to him as "J" for privacy reasons. We exchanged a few more emails and set up another play date. I had opened up to him about my being bi-curious and would like to experiment more with him. A week went by and it was finally time to play again. My roommate had gone on leave for 3 weeks so I knew I wasn't going to have to worry about him walking in on me. J had a banquet that night and said he was going to be a little late cause he had to go home and change out of his blues. I asked him if he could just come over as soon as it was over, I was really excited and the thought of playing with a SNCO in their uniform was not something I wanted to miss out on. He agreed and around 2300 he entered my dorm, the lights were on but they were dim. I stood and met him at the door, J immediately got on his knees, pulled down my shorts and boxers and took my cock into his mouth. He placed his hands on my ass and pulled me closer as he took all 7" of my hard dick in. Then he put my hands on the back of his head gesturing me to use his mouth as a fuck toy. I obliged and a few minutes later I pulled up on his arms and had him stand up and started to undress him. I ran my hands down his sleeves and slowing counted his stripes 1 up and 5 down. To this day I still don't understand why but that was such a huge turn on for me. I removed his jacket then started to undo his belt and pants while he worked on his shirt. Soon he was standing there in his boxer briefs and I couldn't help myself and started rubbing his semi-hard cock through his underwear. I dropped to my knees and breathed on it like I'd seen in some pornos, then I slowly started to pull exposed his fully erect cock. I reached out and gently started to run my fingers up and down his shaft. A whole new feeling of excitement ran through my body, if you've ever held another mans cock in your hands you know exactly what I'm talking about. I told him that I didn't think I was quite ready to suck his dick quite yet and he told me that it was perfectly OK and to lay on the bed. I did as I was instructed and soon he was back to sucking my cock and getting me hard again. Then he asked if I was ready to take things a little farther and I told him I was. He had brought some lube and started to rub it all over my penis and his asshole. He put his feet on either side of me and lowered himself slowly onto my hard-on. Feeling my cock softly penetrating him almost sent me to the point of no return. Once he was fully seated he started grinding on me a little to loosen himself up a bit. His hole was perfect, and the way he rode me felt like ecstasy. He asked me to play with his cock while he bounced up and down on mine and I obliged. when I told him I was about to cum he started bouncing harder and faster. I couldn't take it much longer and filled him up with my cum. J stood up and went to get a towel with warm water and cleaned my cock off and his hole out. He started to gather his things and asked if there was anything else I would Like to try tonight. I thought to myself, should I let him fuck me? It's now or never, I reasoned. I asked if he would be the first man to fuck my ass. He got a big smile on his face and said of course. He told me to roll onto my stomach which I did quickly. All of a sudden I felt the cold sensation of what I assumed was lube being applied to my virgin ass. He asked if I was sure if this is what I want. Of course it was. So he started working his finger into my ass to get me to relax. After I felt relaxed I told him I was ready and I felt him climb over me and he started gently lowering his weight onto me. I started to get nervous when the tip of his cock started pushing against my tight hole. He was kind about it and would push a little then pull back, he repeated this motion a lot until my ass received his shaft. I let out a loud "OH FUCK", J asked if he hurt me. I told him it hurt a little, but more so it felt so fucking amazing. (At this point I knew I wasn't bi-curious, I am fucking bisexual! :D) J started to pick up the pace and pushed a little harder, asking if I was OK every few minutes. Of course I was OK, I was being fucked by his amazing cock. After about 15 minutes I felt his cock swell and he exploded inside me and I could feel his warm seed filling my stretched ass. After he pulled out his now soft dick I felt his cum spill out and drip onto my balls. J got another towel and cleaned us up, got dressed and left. I laid there, full of cum and used, and I had never felt better. Me and J hooked up quite a few more times over the next couple years before I got out and moved back home. If you'd like to hear more just let me know and I'll write those out too.

just dumped a big creamy load in my favourite high school pussyboy. had him down on his hands and knees in his parents' bed with him wearing his mothers' panties and bra and wig and his sisters tiny skirt and had him calling me his fathers name. made him watch himself get fucked like a whore in the big mirror. made him put on makeup before i got there. he's not good at makeup (yet) but he looked like a whore so thats good. he used to be a "straight" cocksucker. but I turned him into a cumdump. eventually he's gonna be a poz tranny whore. it's a pussyboys natural path. sweet pussy.

I have the great fortune to have sensitive nipples. I had them pierced about 6 years ago and it has only made them more sensitive. I like others feel it in my pussy. I rarely get hard from touching them or having them worked.

I guess I'd better give my public what it wants, huh? Heh heh. PART THREE Robert's mouth was completely full of this powerful alpha male's engorged member, and he was loving every second of it, deep throating him, licking up and down the shaft, kissing and licking around the bulbous head and foreskin. By this point, he was basically drooling with saliva uncontrollably and getting the cock nice and wet. He could feel every bump of flesh, every bulging vein, the smooth texture of the glans, and the soft folds of skin in the foreskin, which, when loose enough, he sucked between his lips and pulled between his teeth, ever so gently. "Right. I think you're ready for this now. Bend over and show me your ass." Said the black guy, helping Robert move in to position, while he sat on the couch. "Fuck yeah, bitch. My kinda slut." Robert then felt two strong hands on either of his asscheeks prying them apart, exposing his sweet hole to the air, and this dominant man's breath. The man blew gently on his hole, causing Robert to gasp with surprise and pleasure, just before Robert felt the soft, warm and moist flesh of the guy's tongue licking him all over his ass, paying special attention to his hole, giving him the rimming of a lifetime. Robert was seeing stars, his cock rock hard to the point of being uncomfortable, threatening of being just on the verge of coming. "Aaaahhh.... oooooh... aaaaahhh..... mmmmmmm..... yyyyyeeeeeaahhh" Robert moaned, more and more gently and passionately.... getting more and more effeminate with each sigh or moan of pleasure. SLAP!!!! A big strong hand came down on his ass hard. "Definitely MY slut now, aren't ya?" The guy asked, seemingly very proud of his efforts. SLAP!! "Ahhhh" SLAP!! "Owww" SLAP!! "Please...." "Please what, bitch?" The guy asked, teasingly. "It hurts, Daddy". Robert replied. The guy started rubbing his ass with a flat hand over where he had been spanking the boy, rubbing the red raw flesh, making it warm, and kissed it. "Does it? It seems to me you're enjoying it" He replied, grabbing Robert's cock through his jock strap. "I think you need this more than you realise". SLAP!! "You're a naughty little bitch, a slut, a whore, and you're getting something VERY special, tonight." SLAP!!! "Ahhh". With this, the guy reached to where his clothes were, and removed the belt from his pants, then instructed Robert to kneel submissively in front of him, hands resting on his thighs, feet underneath his buttocks. He made a loop with the belt, with the buckle loose, and put it around Robert's neck, not choking him, but secured it tight enough to have some control if movement, like a leash... and then.... SLAP!!!! He slapped the young man in the face again. Hard. "You're a piece of shit, ya know that?" SLAP! "Whore." SLAP! "Don't fight this, I am under control of you and I will give you what you need. You don't have a choice now, do you? You may answer." The guy raised his hand above Robert's head, preparing to administer another slap to his now bright red face, and Robert was doing his best to not cry, but something was welling up inside him. Part sadness, part wanting this man to comfort him, the pain and sting of his face, not knowing what to do next, and wanting to obey, not just out of fear... but out of excitement. Out of doing something extremely kinky that he hadn't done before. Out of breaking some taboos. Out of becoming broken, and finally ready to really be the total faggot he was meant to be. "Well? You want this, right, slut?" The black guy asked. "Yes, please Daddy." Robert replied. "Treat me however you want, do whatever you want to do with me. Make me your slut." The guy chuckled a little. A sexy, slow, low chuckle. Almost a growl. Deep and low in pitch. "Just what I thought".

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

Thank you, well this story sort of happened to me, but there wasn't a sling. I am hoping I can find someone to do the remainder of my fantasy. I appreciate your compliment. I am already working on fuckholes experience in the play room.

Haven’t posted in a little bit so here goes the last few load stories. Met a Brit guy at his hotel sexy as hell.. uncut -he payed on the bed putting his ass in the air obvious he wanted it eaten. I usually shy away from that at first but he said “come on mate eat it” I licked him. A while and then he fed me a sweet load .. loved it today I hooked up for a car load since my brother moved in haven’t been able to host. I met him in the parking lot by the food store. Pulled up and he got into my car. Whipped out his cock and I immediately started sucking. He enjoyed grabbing the back of my head and guiding me, I came up for air and told him to please hold my head down on his cock and when he cums don’t let go. He gladly did so.. plan on meeting him again soon

Hello, Do take a look at the site www.siegessaeule.de for a list of events; it has a link to “English calendar of events.” I have been to the Club Culture Houze Monday naked party twice. It is not overly crowded, but has a friendly and willing-to-play crowd. Of course, there is always the bar, Bull, which is open 24 hours. Enjoy, chiilfuck

I was at a loose end in Brighton, and decided to head into the local sauna as I had a couple of hours to kill and a ball sac full of cum. Once at the sauna I headed to the dark room, and found, to my surprise, the room was so packed it was difficult to get in as there were lots of hot sweaty bodies past which I had to squeeze. I found myself turned on by a bloke who, on his knees, gave me a hot blow job, which got me nicea nd hard. Now erect, I slid through the crowd, looking to find one or more bottoms willing to take daddy cock. A nice willing arse over the bench was already lubed and used. Naturally I rammed my now rock hard cock into the hole. After about five minutes of time in the guy's arse I realised there was somebody else bent over next to the guy I was fucking. I obliged the offer of a second arse by pulling out of the first guy, and sliding into the second guy's arse which, like the first guy I had fucked, was well-lubed. I was really into this guy as he had a meaty arse with a tight hole and was a bit more active as he actively milked my cock with his arse. I was about to blow my load when a third guy lay next to the meaty arse, so again I obliged and slid my cock into him, thrust a few times to edge myself, and when on the cusp, pulled out and slid back into the second arse, blowing my cum into the guy. Afterwards I withdrew and presented my cock to the first guy, getting him to lick me clean. All in all it was a very nice afternoon which left me, one very pleased horny daddy bear, sharing my cum with three willing cum dumps. ????? ?☣️☣️☣️

15. About four months passed and the New Year rolled around. Life was good for Tony. There was a great deal of partying, and even more sex with other guys, as well as a great deal of time at the gym, time which was definitely paying off. Tony's physique was catching up with those of the other men. His arms were now almost the size of Sam's, his pecs would left most other men envious, and Tony's six pack was fucking hot! In addition, Ray was still working on his tats. That on Tony's left arm was now full-sleeve, which means the tats extended from Tony's shoulder blade all the way down to his knuckles. Sitting in the classroom, Tony felt multiple eyes on him, but he was used to the attention. There was always someone checking him out - whether he wore regular clothes or tight shirts, showing off his muscles. He looked over the crowd. Most of the boys and girls looking at him looked away, hoping to avoid him noticing. One guy, however, a blonde twink in unremarkable clothing, was clearly infatuated with Tony. When he realized Tony was returning the gaze. the twink blushed and looked away. Tony observed him carefully, noting the twink was about five foot nine inches, and while quite cute, was also quite shy. Tony made his plans, and awaited the end of class. With the dismissal, Tony made it a point to keep his eyes on the twink, and to position himself in front of the twink as the latter was walking in the corridor, approaching the twink from the side, and patting him on the shoulder. The twink was caught blindsided, and all but jumped in the air when he realized Tony had sought him out. "Hi! I saw you eyeing me back in class. What was that all about?" Tony asked with a smile. "Oh... Uhmmm.... I...," "Don't worry. Just say it. I won't get mad. I promise," Tony re-assured the man. "Uhmmm... You know... I just... just think you're really... really...." "Hot?" asked Tony with a charming smile. "Uhmmm... Yeah, pretty much." "That I hoped to hear," said Tony with a wide smile, adding "Listen, Do you have time tonight? I was thinking we could get to know each other better, for instance, you could tell me your name." "Josh, name's Josh. And I definitely do!" "I'm glad to hear that." They exchanged telephone numbers, and Tony texted Josh the address of the club explaining "Wait for me at this club at 9:00 tonight." However, as Tony then saw his buddy Aaron wave at him he and Josh parted with Tony explaining. "Oh sorry, my friend's waiting for me," but adding "Make sure you're there tonight!" "Yeah! Definitely," Josh said as Tony was leaving. Tony was walking home with his pal Aaron. They were talking and laughing all along the way. Aaron was a nice guy, about six feet tall, 19 years old, Asian, fashionable and outgoing with messy hair and quite a nice physique with nice biceps, pecs and a cut six pack. They were talking about his parents. Aaron didn't have the greatest relationship with them and they were constantly in an argument, because they were trying to control his life completely and Aaron wasn't a little kid anymore and wasn't going to let that pass. He wanted to leave, but didn't have the courage or money. Tony and Aaron walked all the way to Uncle Rick's house., exchanged farewells, and Tony entered the house calling out ""Hi, Uncle Rick." "Hey Stud, how was your day?" "Great! I have a 'date' this evening." "You do? And does he know?" "No, I don't think he knows much about sex at all. He seems kinda shy." "Well anyway, enjoy your date. Fuck the shit outta him. Oh, and I just hope your date likes to receive certain gifts," Rick commented with a grin. 16. Tony just arrived in front of the club, finding Josh at the door, awaiting for him. "Hi!" said Tony and gave Josh a hug. "Uhm... Hi" "What? Something wrong?" "No... I just never thought you would be so approachable." "Well... looks like I am." laughed Tony. Stepping inside the bar, Tony took out his fake ID, which Sam had given him, and ordered two beers. Josh carefully asked "So, is this a date?" "Uhmmm... I hope so!" grinned Tony. Josh couldn't believe his ears. "What? Why else would I invite you here?" "I don't know. It's just that... I don't go on many dates." "You gotta start believing in yourself. You're a cute guy. Maybe dress less like you want to hide yourself. And when you like someone, you know - just approach him." Josh went red. Recognizing Josh's discomfort, Tony diverted asking "You like the place?" "Uhmm... Yeah, It's nice. All the shirtless guys are definitely a bonus." Josh smiling, as they began to casually chat and flirt with each other. They drank a few more and talked and laughed. After the forth beer or so Josh announced he needed to take a leak. "I'll go too. Nature's calling as well," laughed Tony and followed Josh into the bathroom. Josh immediately noticed the black door at the far end. "What's there? Behind that door." "Where dirty things are done." answered Tony with a smirk. "Really?" "Yup. Would you like it if I showed you?" "Uhmm... I guess." "Come with me then!" Tony grabbed Josh's hand and led him to the black door and once inside, into the first room to the right. Inside there was a box with all kinds of stuff again and a sex sling instead of a bed. Josh stepped closer to Tony. Tony kissed Josh, and, having removed his shirt, assisted Josh in doing the same. "Nice tats and piercings," said Josh and started playing with Tony's pierced nipples. "Oh... That's it!" said Tony. He picked josh up and threw him into the sling and strapped his arms and legs up. He then took all Josh's clothes off, revealing a thin, but tight body and a hard seven inch cock. He started sucking it as Josh was strapped on the sling, arms and legs up. Tony took Josh's cock out of his mouth. "You want mine inside your ass?" "Yeah. Fuck yeah! You're so hot!" "Okay, but I'm warning you. It's big. And dangerous." He took off his pants and jockstrap to show Josh his thick ten inch pierced monster. "Still want it?" "Yeah, but be gentle." "Not a chance. I don't play nice, or safe." he said as he started pushing it inside. "Wait it's too big! It won't go in dry." "Oh.... You want it wet?" asked Tony with a mischievous grin, as he pushed a finger inside Josh and let out a thick stream of piss, pissing all over Josh's ass and cock. "Open your mouth, pig!" he said. Josh opened his mouth. Tony moved his cock and suddenly all of his piss was raining into Josh's mouth, who had trouble swallowing it in time. The stream ended. "You liked the taste?" "Mhmm... Yeah." "You want me to fuck your cunt?" Josh nodded. Tony pushed his cock in. Josh groaned. Tony started fucking him. No mercy. No slowing down. Like a rabbit. Damn he felt like a man! When he looked down on himself, he saw his bulged out, gorgeous pecs and abs covered in droplets of sweat, his veiny biceps holding onto the sling, his piercings jumping in his hard nipples, his biohazard tattoo shining in the dim light, and his monstrous cock plunging in and out of the young neg twink's ass. This was the first time he had fucked a neg guy as a poz guy. And it felt fucking great! "I ain't gonna last long! You want my cum inside your man cunt?" "Fuck yeah!" "Are you sure?" "Oh fuck! Yeah! Breed me!" Tony felt his orgasm approaching. Slamming in cock into the twink's ass balls-deep, Tony's cock shot what seemed to be a gallon of hot poz cum inside the blonde's hole, grunting as he did so, "Fuck yeah, take my hot poz toxic load! Fuck yeah," remaining full depth until the last drop of cum had oozed into the twink's ass. "What? You're... You're POZ? Why the fuck didn't you tell me? What... What am I going to do now?" "Maybe you'll convert, maybe not. Don't worry. It's gonna be fine. You may sound pissed off and reluctant, but your cock says otherwise babe!" said Tony, pointing at his pulsating cock. And, as if on Tony's command, Josh's cock started shooting a generous load of neg cum. Let me know if you also want pics of what I think Josh and Aaron look like. And tell me what you think of the story? Did it make you hard? Or make you cum? A poz load or a neg load? Let me know for sure.

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

This topic hits home since I was abused as a child by my uncle into my early teens.. I’m not condoning it however it has helped me learn who I am today. If anyone would like to hear I’ll share on private message.

The wrong beard.. Went to a place by me called clubhouse - 1st time there. It was lunch time. You can take your clothes off and wander around. After securing my stuff in the locker I went into the hallway which is dark as hell, started getting grouped and felt a guy with a beard press up against me told me to meet him in his room.. I was lost in that place but they have rooms in the back you can rent there was three of them open so I went to the first and peeked in to see a bear fucking a twink, walked up to the next and a big burley dude with cock out all greased up told me to come in.. I went over shakin not knowing what to expect he closed the door told me to get on the table. Started kissing my neck and fingering my hole with his finger and what seemed like a Ton of lard. He hopped on the table and mounted me from behind. I swear I thought of those cartoon porns where the big beast mounts an ass and plows him. I think he was a fighter or wrestler. He stuck it in first a sting and than a wave of pleasure as he gained his rythum.. he was sweating like crazy and grunting when he let out a big “fuck yea” this monster unloaded in me for what seemed like 10 minutes of cum spurting into my fuck hole... he got off and sat on the chair putting a towel over his face - he seemed exhausted... I thanked him and he grunted something as I stepped out... as I walked out the room legs shaken and cum dripping down my inner thighs I looked at another bearded man who said “fuck there you are, been waiting for you” he grabbed my hand and led me into his room. That’s when I realized I fucked the wrong man and my ass was in for another pounding..

Chapter IXX For the next two or three days my boy and I kept trying to come up with a solution on what to do. We wanted to save our friends but weren't real sure if any of them would actually listen to a warning, thinking we were just paranoid or making it up to keep a good fuck from them. What a dilemma and also, we were both still massively turned on by the thought of getting fucked by that huge cock again, but still wanted it safely and not to get pozzed like he seemed to want to do to us. Out talks all failed to come to anything except to get us horny as hell and start fucking like crazy to relieve some tension and have fun and dream about a huge cock fucking us senseless. About the 4th day after the party we got another email from the poz bar owner with another shot of his huge cock and telling us time was almost up and he had already called another of our friends and invited them to the bar this coming Friday night for free drinks and some hot sex and he had it verified the guy was ready to party. We started fucking almost immediately and once again, as my boy was cumming in me, I heard myself whisper, :Oh, yeah, so nice, fill me full of your poz cum." We both fell silent again looking at each other and wondering what the other was thinking. My love finally said, "It looks like he has gotten into both of our heads big time as I was thinking the same thing you said when I was cumming." We just laid there is shock, not really understanding, but knowing we had to try and keep our friends safe and maybe sacrifice ourselves to be pozzed and freed from our guilt. We had already been responsible for one friend getting a poz load and maybe knocked up, but could we afford to let it continue, with our acceptance of his threat. Thursday night and we still could not come up with any kind of decision. About 8 pm another email arrived from the bar owner. It was another pic and short video of his magnificent cock. It was leaking precum, a lot of it even. We could only watch and drool, wanting it in us but not wanting his poz load. The dilemma was maddening. Then about an hour later another email arrived. It was another vid. We gasped when we opened it. He started with a small narrative, explaining that our friend got ahold of him and didn't want to wait for Friday night and we should enjoy the show. A few seconds later and our friend, naked and on a bed with his legs hoisted over the poz guys shoulders. The huge cock buried to the hilt and our friend squeeling in pain and pleasure at the same time. His ass being destroyed with an unmerciful pounding of huge cock. The video lasted almost 45 minutes before the owner roared and we could tell he was cumming deep in our friends ass. A couple of minutes later and the vid moved in to a close up of our friends cumm filled ass with definite tinges of blood oozing out with the leakage. Then a pan up to our friends face with a huge contented smile on his face and telling him that that had been so fantastic. A few seconds more and the poz guys face was on the screen telling us, "two down and how many more, before you two let me set you free, too?" OMG What Do We Do?

I've always given it away, so not a whore.

Would I fuck a guy that was drunk or Passed Out ? NO, I seldom Top and when I do .... He should already be known as a CUMDUMP or slut or a Whore. He NEEDS to be Awake and begging for my POZ Cock and every drop in his ass. Would I do it? YES !! Just about any time I am at a bathhouse it is to be fucked for hours and BREED my ass full of multiple Loads of CUM from a variety of different types of Men. I tend to be awake & enjoy the cock pounding my hole until he explodes deep in my ass. If I fall asleep -- I PAID to be here. My ass should be pumped full of multiple Loads. Strangers Loads are the best. Great reason to travel and collect multiple loads in different cities.

I can tell you that everything I've posted on here is 100% accurate. I'm a shameless cumpig and I've done some seriously hard scenes in my lifetime. I have no need to embellish and no one to justify myself too.

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?

Go get tested. It's simple enough. If you care for the friend, you don't poz his son just because you were too lazy to go get tested. If you're still neg, dump as many loads in him as possible. If you're poz only fuck him if he begs for it - make it be his decision, not yours. If he's taking loads from strangers and not on PrEP then he's gonna get pozzed eventually. Might as well be someone he has a connection with, but only if he really wants it.