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Part 3 I had hot dreams about Matty that night. Nasty dreams. I dreamed he took on all his teammates in the locker room. Jock after jock filling his pussy with so much cum it ran down his legs like a river. I dreamed he was in San Diego when the fleet came in, and I pimped him out to horny sailors who roughly fucked him in a sleazy motel. I dreamed he was worshipping his daddy's hard cock, licking it up and down, slathering it with his spit. And when I opened my eyes, I smiled because it wasn't a dream. There was my beautiful boy, between my legs, licking up and down my hard morning wood. I touseled his hair and he looked at me with those big eyes and smiled. Without a word, he reached behind him, and with a small grunt pulled the plug out of his ass. Then he straddled my hips, and slid down on my cock, letting out a little sigh as his asslips ground against my pubes. I grabbed my camera, and snapped a few pics of my boy sitting on my cock. Then I started taking a video. "Tell me what you are son." I whispered. "Tell Daddy what you want." Matty looked right into the camera and smiled as he road his perfectly muscled ass up and down my pole. He licked his red lips, and ran his hands over his chest, pinching his pert little pink nipples as he whispered seductively. "I'm a slut. I'm a cumdump. I need cock in me. Any cock. I need to be used like a whore. I need to be filled with cum. I need men to breed me, use me, fill me with their seed." Matty continued to talk dirty for me as he pinched his nipples harder, obviously turned on by my filming him. He worked my cock with his talented hole as a glistening line of precum leaked out of his own hard cock. And before I knew it, I was pumping a fresh load of sperm up into my baby boys warm hole. He just groaned as he felt my cock flexing in his guts. He started to reach for his cock, but I slapped his hands away. "Never touch your cock without daddy's permission." I repremanded him. "No more masturbating. You will only cum from now on when daddy says you can." "Yes Sir." He moaned in response. Then I pulled him onto my hairy chest. I held him tight against me as I started kissing him. Our tongues rubbed against each other as I began to piss, filling his guts with my morning stream. He moaned deeply as he felt my hot piss deep inside him and feverishly sucked on my tongue. I rolled him over as I grabbed the butt plug, and plugged his leaking hole after I slipped my cock out. I grabbed his hard cock and pulled the foreskin back, exposing his bright pink head. It shone with precum, which I quickly licked off. Then I put my lips around it, and sank down to the base, deep throating my son in one stroke. Matty moaned as my own talented throat worked on his stiff member. I slid up and down his cock and had him squirting in my mouth in no time. He filled it up with a big load, like a young stud should. When I had milked the last bit out, I kissed him again, and we shared his tasty cum. When we finished, I slapped him on the ass and said, "you better go empty yourself. And try not to get that hot ass fucked before you get back." He just laughed as he put on his shorts and sandles and ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and sent the video I had just made to my buddy Brian with the message, "we got a new toy!" It didn't take long for him to respond with, "WTF? No way! Unfucking believable! You lucky son of a bitch!" "Oh we both are lucky my friend," I texted back, "can't wait to share my slut with you!" He sent back a bunch of smiley faces. It was difficult for me to cook breakfast as I watched Matty through the window. He had just returned from a morning run and was doing his morning workout with free weights. Watching his young muscles flex got my cock flexing again. I couldn't believe I was horny again this quick, but my son was magical. As he did squats and lunges, the fabric of his shorts molded to his round ass muscles, perfectly displaying his rock hard globes. I had for forbidden him to wear a jock or underwear. I wondered how it felt for him with the plug up his ass while he worked out. The outline of his semi hard cock through the thin fabric told me the slut enjoyed it. We sat at the table outside as we ate our breakfast, enjoying the fresh mountain morning. Then I had to know how Matty had hooked up with the guy last night. "It's actually pretty easy dad." He said. "I can tell when a guy wants me. There's a certain look they get in their eyes. It's like a predator laying eyes on his prey. Then I give a little show. Flex a bit, stick my ass out a bit, run my hands down my abs. If they're still looking, bingo! Then all I have to do it approach them. It's easier than you think." It figures that my cockhound of a son would have a built in cock sonar, what a whore. "And you know what?" He continued leaning forward, looking me dead in the eyes, "he wasn't the only guy to fuck me since we got here. The day before yesterday, remember when we were fishing, and there was that guy near us, kinda heavy set? I knew he was checking me out. After you left, I stayed behind, then I walked over to him and said, "I know you want to fuck me, follow me." And I headed into the bushes. I knew he'd follow. Men can't resist an easy fuck as hot as me. Then I dropped my shorts and bent over a log and waited. It didn't take long before he was behind me. He just stuck it in and pounded me fast and shot quickly. Then I just pulled up my shorts, said thanks, and walked away." My cock ached as Matty told me this. His pure sluttyness made me want to bend him over the table and fuck him right now. But then I noticed him looking past me. "See that guy walking over there? He's the guy who fucked me last night." I turned and saw a nice looking man, tall, thin, probably about 35, walking down a gravel path. I jumped up and went over too him. "How's it going buddy?" I asked, casually putting my arm around his shoulder. He mumbled a response back, not sure why this stranger was touching him. "So, uh, how'd you like fucking my son last night?" " Whoa, hey man..." He started, trying to pull away. I just gripped his shoulders harder. "No, no, no. It's ok dude. My sons a hot piece of ass. I fucked him right after you did." The guy looked at me with a shocked face, and I continued. "He wants more of your cock, and I want to watch you breed that little slut." The guy looked a bit more relaxed as he said, "right now? I mean, my wife and kids...." " No, no. Later. Think you can get away around 3? The boy really loved your cock." "Yeah man, I think I can manage that. I'll find some excuse to slip away." "Right on." I said, patting his shoulders, "see you around 3." I walked back to our table with a big grin on my face. "Well son, daddy set up his first fuck for you. He'll be over around three. Now, I want you to find the other guy, and get him over here too." "Yes Sir." He replied with a big grin. "I'm so glad you found out my secret dad." "Me too slut." I said, giving him a little kiss. After breakfast, Matty took off and came back half an hour later, smiling. "It's a go daddy. He'll be here too." I smiled and patted my boys ass. "That's a good whore. Daddy can't wait." And I could hardly wait. The anticipation of watching my son take cock for the first time had me semi erect all afternoon. Finally, about ten to three, there was a knock on the door. It was the guy from the beach. A middle aged balding man with a moustache. Not much too look at, but looks didn't matter as long as he fucked my son. Matty dropped his shorts and layed face down on the bed, his legs hanging over the end as I sat at the top of the bed, watching. I could tell the man was nervous as he dropped his own shorts, revealing an average dick. Without a word he stuck it in my boy and just started fucking. Matty moaned and groaned to encourage the man, and in just a couple of minutes, he was huffing and puffing as he came in my sons ass. Then he simply pulled his shorts up, mumbled a thanks, and left. I stuck a couple of fingers in Matty's hole, feeling the warm slickness of his just fucked chute. Then I put them in his mouth and he sucked the juices right off of them. It was about 20 minutes later when there was another knock on the camper door. I opened the door as Matty lounged seductively on the bed, and let the tall thin man in. He grinned as he looked at the slut waiting for him. "I've got some time." He said as he slowly stripped. "Told the wife I was going on a hike. She took the kids swimming. I've been thinking about that ass since last night." He pulled down his boxer briefs to reveal an almost hard dick. I could tell it was big, bigger than mine. Tall thin guys always have the biggest cocks. As his stiffened, I could tell it was at least nine inches, and really thick. Matty just licked his lips like a hungry whore as he eyed the piece of meet in front of him. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a little brown bottle. The man walked up to the bed and grabbed Matty's ankles, pulling him down, then flipping him over, getting him into doggy position. My son looked so hot like that, the smooth whiteness of his round glutes contrasted nicely with his narrow, tanned waist. The man touched Matty's hole and felt the wetness. "You got a load up there already?" He asked. "Yes Sir." Replied Matty, looking back at him over his shoulder. "Is it yours?" He asked, looking at me. I just shook my head no. "Oh that's fucking hot dude. Nasty little slut." The man placed his cockhead at the entrance to Matty's pussy. I grabbed my phone, and the man looked concerned. "Don't worry," I assured him. "No faces." He relaxed as Matty took several long hits of poppers. Then the man grabbed his slender hips and pushed his fat cock into my son in one slow, steady push until he was in balls deep. "Ah fuck!" Matty cried out. "It's so fucking big!" He took a few more poppers hits as the man pulled his cock completely out. Then, he slammed it all the way back in as Matty let out a long, loud groan. "Oh yea you slut! Your pussy's so fucking wet. Take that cock. It's a big fucking cock and you love it! I'm gonna fuck you like I couldn't do last night! Take it you fucking bitch!" The man pounded his big cock into my son over and over and over, pulling it almost all the way out, then slamming it balls deep. Matty whimpered and moaned as his ass got pummeled and he begged for more. "Oh yea, fuck me man! Give it to me! Oh fuck it feels so good! Come on man, rape me!" "That's right whore! Fucking take it you fucking nasty slut!" The man continued his verbal assault on my boy as he fucked him mercilessly. And Matty just begged for more. Finally the man grabbed Matty's hair and pulled his head back as buried his bone and shook. "Oh yea! Take my cum you fucking cumdump! You worthless stupid cunt! Take my fucking seed bitch!" The man collapsed on Matty's back as he caught his breath from his brutal fuck. Then he pulled out and rolled over onto his back. Matty dove on his cock as he knew he should, and cleaned off the cum and ass juices. The man reached for his shorts and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Do you mind?" He asked, looking at me. "No, go ahead, you earned it. That was so fucking hot." "I tell ya, that boy has got one sweet fucking hole. Goddamn. I haven't fucked like that in a long time. After three kids, my wife's pussy just isn't that tight, and she won't let me touch her ass." He took a drag on his cig as he looked at me. "So is he really your son?" "Swear to God. Unless my wife lied." I laughed. "So fucking hot. He looks a bit like my son. I've been dreaming about him. He's 16. I can't wait till he's 18. I hope I can get in his sweet little ass then. You want to pretend you're my son?" He asked, looking at Matty. "Sure." My boy replied. "Why don't you fuck him." Said the man looking at me. "I need to recover. Then I'll fuck him again. Would you like that Tyler?" He asked, looking at my son. "Would you like this nice man to put his dick in your pretty little pink hole? Do you want to be a little whore for daddy?" "Oh yes daddy." Replied Matty, playing along. "I want this man's dick in me. I want him to fuck me daddy." "That's a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes to hear that. Daddy wants to have a nice little slutty son of his own. Now breathe these in for me." He placed the bottle under Matty's nose and made him take 4 long hits under each nostril. I could tell by his breathing that Matty was flying high. "That a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes his little popper slut. Now let the nice man into your little boy hole." I slid my aching cock into Matty's sloppy, wet hole. I was so turned on by this roleplay, and knowing my boy had two fresh loads in him. I started fucking him slowly, not wanting to cum too fast. "Oh yea," said the man as he huffed the poppers himself. "That's it Tyler. That's a good boy. Take that cock son. Make daddy happy. Show daddy your a little whore." Matty just moaned as I pumped my cock in and out of him. "Your such a good whore Tyler. Daddy likes that. Daddy wants to make you the pussy his mommy isn't anymore." The man pulled Matty by his hair onto his soft cock. "Suck me Tyler. Suck daddy's cock. Get daddy hard boy. Daddy's gonna fuck you after that nice man gives you his cum. Would you like that boy? You want daddy's big cock back in your sweet little boy hole?" "Oh yes." Matty moaned with the cock in his mouth. "I want your big daddy cock in my nasty little boy cunt." This hot roleplay had me so worked up, I couldn't hold my orgasm back anymore. I grabbed my sons hips and went as deep as I could, adding another load into his willing guts. "Do you like that Tyler? Do you like that man dumping his come into you? Do you like being a cumdump for daddy?" The man asked. "Oh yes," moaned my son. "Please give me more daddy." I pulled out as my son rolled on his back, spreading his legs. Cum oozed out of his slightly gaping pink hairless hole. I snapped a few pics before the man moved between his legs. He hit the bottle a few more times before putting it under my sons nose again. "That's it Tyler. Hit it for daddy. Daddy likes a little poppered up slut." Then he slid his big cock back into my boy. Matty groaned deeply as he smiled, loving having that big pole back in him. The man leaned down into his ear. "That's it son. That's my boy. Take daddy's cock. Daddy likes his boys cum filled pussy. It feels so good Tyler. Daddy's so happy to be fucking his little boy." Then he started kissing my son. Matty wrapped his arms and legs around the man, holding tightly to him while they passionately kissed. They made out and fucked for probably 15 minutes before the man started filling my son with another load of hot cum. Then they broke apart from the kiss, and the man started stroking Matty's rock hard cock. "Cum for me Tyler. Daddy wants to see his little boy shoot." Matty was so aroused, it only took a couple of strokes before he shot another big load of teenage cum all over his face and chest. The man bent down and licked him clean. We sat around for a bit, basking in the after glow of sex, the man smoking another cigarette. "That was amazing." He said. "Thank you so much for that. You have no idea." "Oh I think we do." I said, tenderly kissing my son. "I'm glad my little slut pleased you." "Oh, he did. He's awesome. Can I come back tonight?" "Of course!" Answered Matty. "You can fuck me anytime!" We laughed at my greedy slut boy as the man got dressed and left. And he did return during the night for another hot roleplay fuck, ending with Matty having 3 more loads of cum being dumped into him. Before he left, we got his phone number, as he lived about an hour away from us. The next morning, as we were breaking down camp, the man came walking down the road with his son. He gave us a wave as they walked past. His son did look like a younger, skinnier version of Matty. And two years later, we were with the man again as we took turns fucking Tyler. Even Matty who never tops fucked that sweet young man. But that's another story.

8. “So pig the only choice you get tonight is whose cock do you want to sit on first. Now I know you love how my dick feels in your cunt but this is about proving what a whore cunt you are, so loyalty won’t win you any points.” I stood now in the center of the circle surrounded by six men including Sir. They all sat looking at me, their legs spread wide, slowly stroking their cocks. Sir had collected all types of me. Directly next to Sir sat a massively built black man, he had the sort of body that I would have expected from a football player. His thick cock glistened with precum, and made my mouth water. Next to him was a thin twinky looking guy, maybe 25, with sandy blond hair, long thing limbs, and a cute angular face. The only body hair he had was a small brown tuft right in the middle of his chest between his two pierced nipples. His cock however was a god damn baby arm, and as I looked at him he shook it at me. Beside the twink was the quintessential daddy. Salt and pepper hair, slight gut, thick dark body hair all over him, and a fat uncut cock that almost looked wider than it was long. Then came the short Hispanic guy. Stocky and muscular, with an angular face, and broad brown nipples, he was playing with the ample foreskin that hid a broad looking mushroom head. The last guy was a handsome square jawed all American looking guy probably in his late 20’s maybe early 30s. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his carefully sculpted body sported thick brown hair that was carefully groomed to show off his muscles best. He pulled the foreskin down over the head of his cock and licked his lips as I looked at him. I wanted all of them, I wanted all of them right then! I couldn’t choose. “Well boy, take a fucking seat already,” Sir barked, and I panicked. I turned and presented my ass to the Hispanic guy. He grabbed my waist with rough hands and guided my ass towards his hard cock. I heard him spit on his cock quickly, not that my hole really needed any more lube, and then I felt his cock head press against me. My hole bloomed open with no problem. I swallowed his cock and quickly found myself sitting square on his lap, his pubes ticking my ass cheeks. I started to bounce. The Hispanic man growled his appreciation as the other men started to egg me on. I slammed my ass up and down, and soon the sticky squelching sound from my cum filled hole was the only thing I could hear. Just as I started to lose myself in the rhythm of riding this man’s cock he shoved me off. I lost my balance and stumbled towards the beefy black man. He caught me by the shoulders, spun me around and dropped me onto his nearly foot long cock. I gasped a little as it slammed past my second hole reaching right up into my guts. Again, I started to ride, using all of the strength in my legs to lift my ass up as high as I could on his cock. I flexed my tired cunt muscles around his meaty shaft trying to milk the cum from him. And again right when I was really starting to feel the flow he pushed me off and sent me to the next guy. They all had a turn like this, grabbing me and pulling me to them, making me ride their cocks and then shoving me back into the middle of the circle. I was nothing but a toy to be shared. Sometime around the twink shoving his cock in me for the second time I realized that I had drifted into a new headspace. I had lost the real lust for any kind of satisfaction for myself, all I wanted was to make them feel good. I had, without realizing that I had done it, accepted that this was my real role in life. I was a cumdump sure, but more than that, I was a faggot cunt. My whole purpose was to get men off, to give them sexual pleasure. My cock was no longer hard in the cage but the pouch of my jock was soaked through with precum. I was happier than I had ever been. I hadn’t noticed the jock getting down on the floor till the twink pushed me up and told me to ride the jock. I squatted over him, feeling my hole gape open as I did. I sat down on his uncut cock and started to grind on it hard. I felt a hand push me forward so I was flat against the jock with his cock lodged deep inside me. There was a pressure on my hole and looking over my shoulder I saw the daddy trying to get his cock in alongside the jock. After all the abuse my hole had taken over the past two days it really didn’t take much before my hole gave out and swallowed the daddy as well. I whimpered into the jock’s shoulder, my body going slack in his arms. I gave myself over to being destroyed as the daddy started to hammer my hole. “Fuck I’m gonna cum. You want this dirty load cunt?” the daddy shouted and he pounded me. “Yes please Sir! Breed me.” “Here you go bitch,” He slammed balls deep inside me and shot his load all over the jocks quivering dick deep inside my guts. The daddy pulled out and I made to get up but felt another hand on my back. It was the black guy. Using the daddy’s load a lube he started to double fuck me as well. “Im gonna bred your stupid cunt. Fucking take my seed.” Then came the twink, then the Hispanic guy, and the Sir, all of them double fucked me with the jock and he held me in place and added their load to my ruined pussy. After Sir pulled out the jock smiled at me. “Get on all fours boy.” My body was sore and stiff, but I sat up and scrambled onto my hands and knees. The jock got up off the floor and knelt behind me. He started to probe my hole with his fingers, I think he started with three. He soon had four inside me working me open. Then he changed the shape of his hand and started to work his thumb in, his knuckles banging against my hole. The six big cocks that had all just been inside me had really broken my hole down and without much effort my hole suddenly swallowed the jocks fist. The men watching around me whooped with appreciation and I gasped, giggled and then pushed myself back on the jock’s fist. “Look at this fucking cunt. You ever been fisted before pig?” “No Sir!” “Damn. This hole really is made for being used if you just took your first fist that easily. You think you can take my cock and my fist boy?” “Please Sir!” “Good answer.” The jock shifted positions behind me to get his cock closer to my hole. He slowly pulled his hand from my hole and then pushed it back in. He did this several more times, making sure to really stretch me with the widest part of his knuckles. It was like riding the plug only ten times hotter. Then I felt him start to push his cock in as well. I groaned and begged. I push my ass back towards him. My body was shaking as the full length of his cock sank into my overstuffed hole. I felt him close his fist around his cock, and then start to fuck his fist inside of me. He was jerking off inside my cunt. I was begging for his load. I needed it. The only thing I wanted out of sex now was to be rewarded for my hard work with loads. The jock did not disappoint. Soon his breathing changed and then with a yell he started to pump ropes of cum inside me. He shook as his orgasm finished and pulled his cock from my hole and then his hand. Sir appeared kneeling in front of me as I half collapsed, no longer being held up by the hand inside me. “Good job pig. We’ll give you a few minutes to rest and then see if any of the boys here want to try anything else with you.” He smiled, grabbed my face and kissed me deeply, before standing up and letting my fall to the floor, an exhausted cum

Part 6 Just after I had just deposited my third load of cum inside Bruce I collapsed on top of him as I tried to catch my breath. As we both lay there on my bed I looked into the camera I had hidden in my bedroom knowing Steven was watching as smiled. The next part of Bruce’s corruption was about to be put into motion. Almost on cue my phone rang. I knew it would be Steven and one exactly what to say to her this chic to the next step. As I continued to feed Bruce smoke from my pipe I answered, “Hi mom…………..I’m sorry to hear you’re not feeling well………..ok…………I may not be here when you get home……………..bye.” I looked at Bruce just as he was taking his 6th hit from the pipe and said, Mom will be home in about 20 minutes, she’s got a migraine. If you want to keep the party going I have a friend that is always open to having guys over.” Bruce blew out a huge cloud with an enthusiastic “Yes, let’s go.” We grabbed our clothes from by the pool and I drove us let to Steven's condo. Not much was said as we drove over to Steven's except Bruce telling me “That's only the third time I've bottomed but it's the first time it didn’t hurt like hell.” I knew it was risky, but I told Bruce, “Keep hitting that pipe bro, you’ll need that for my friend Steven.” We arrived at Steven's building, went up to his floor and, like the first time I came here, the for was unlocked. Like that first I met him he was sitting on the couch naked with his hard cock pointing up. Bruce’s eyes were transfixed on Steven's massive cock leaving me to think if he was wondering how it was going to for inside him or was he thinking that he couldn’t wait to get that massive cock inside his hungry hole. Steven held up a full rig and told Bruce, “Not to worry my new pig, this will help you discover your hidden talents. Now strip and get ready to go into the stratosphere.” Bruce was so high from the smoking he did on the drive over to Steven's to understand everything Steven had said to him when he quickly removed he board shorts and t-shirt. I’m pretty sir Bruce was clueless as Steven tied off his arm and quickly administer three entire slam. As Steven pushed the plunger I could tell that the slam was very thick meaning that it was very concentrated. When he released the tourniquet I Bruce was going to be seriously fucking high. He coughed so hard Steven had no problem getting him to sit his ass down on to his cock. Steven began fucking Bruce while he was still coughing and trying too figure out what was going on as he was experiencing his first rush. I could tell when Steven delivered his first load as he picked up the second point on the table next to him. I noticed a third prepared point which Steven indicated I should use letting me know me has friends over. I picked up the point and slammed myself just as a few guys joined us in the living room. As I coughed out I noticed that Steven had Bruce on all fours so that he could suck cock while getting fucked. I knew what was expected as I took a cock down my throat while another guy rimmed my ass.

I was on hiatus for a couple of months after my last STI treatment, discovering that my viral load had increased and that I was no longer undetectable. I was really weighing whether or not I should continue with my lifestyle choice of being a cumdump. Yet the urge in me remained. I felt like I had lost the part of me that I had spent two years discovering after YEARS of repressing my desires. Crazy to think that repressing my need to be a cumdump felt like chopping off my arm. I thought about returning back to an occasional one on one bareback hook up, but there is a sense of purpose in me that feels fulfilled when I open my hole up to be used. Over the past few years I’ve come to accept that ANY man has the right to use my hole. So on a recent trip to Germany I went back to my wonderful ways and I offered my hole up to ALL takers. Things started off pretty slow. The first night I went to a sex party at a bar called CDL. I’ve never been there before and wanted to try it out. It was naked night which worked for me. I grabbed a beer from the small bar at the front and started to explore the back play space. It wasn’t too large; just some cubbies in a couple of areas with those thin sex club mattresses. About 10 men were cruising the space. Perhaps because it was a Thursday night. I decided to display myself on one of the mattresses with my ass up and ready. It didn’t take too long before a top decided to take the bait. He was Spanish looking with a little larger than average cock that had a Prince Albert. It took a little work to get him in since I hadn’t gotten fucked for a couple of months, but once he was there he started using my hole. He was a thruster and a pounder, pushing me down on the mattress and shoving a pillow under my legs so he could access my hole better. His Prince Albert felt SOOO good sliding against the walls of my hole. He switched directions several times to experience a different part of my hole stretching it out to accommodate his needs. By the end of 30 minutes, I was begging to feel his smooth silky cum coat the walls of my hole. He thrust harder pulling completely out and slamming back in; the Prince Albert sliding in and out past the outer rim of my hole till with a groan he thrust deep in me and unloaded. Good start to my return as I cumdump! Got opened up nicely AND loaded! I hadn’t realized it but there had been another guy watching us who jumped on as soon as Prince Albert left. He was a quick cummer and lasted for five minutes of repetitive thrusts. He squeezed me at the end and kissed me with his bad breath. I was beginning to feel the sense of exhilaration that comes from my hole being used as a cumdump. I knew I didn’t care that the last guy was older, unattractive and sure didn’t know how to fuck. I was embracing the need and desire to be used over and over again. End of part one. Part two the journey continues.

Part 1 It was the middle of the night and I awoke to the sounds of my son Matthew fumbling in the dark trying to find his flip-flops in our dark rv. "Sorry, Dad. I gotta go take a shit," he remarked as he slid his feet into his sandals, heading out the door. This was not unusual, as the campground where we were staying didn't have hookups, so we used the camp toilets which were really just outhouses. It was also not unusual for him to run off shirtless. He hardly ever wore a shirt unless absolutely necessary, but I certainly understood his aversion to shirts: at just one month shy of 20, he was in his prime. He had just finished his freshman year at university where he was on the football team. Not that he had actually played any games yet, but he still had to train hard, and keep fit. And boy did he. At 6'2", he was a tight 190 lbs of head-turning perfection. All the ladies drooled over his curly brown hair, which he kept a respectable shaggy length. His profile showed a strong nose, a stronger jawline, and plump lips that were absolutely enticing. In addition his broad he sported tan, wide shoulders, chiseled, smooth pecs, a narrow waist, perfectly formed, round ass, oh, and his strong legs were lightly covered in dark hair. The only other hair on his body was a light treasure trail, and his dark, bushy pits. His facial hair hadn't really started coming in very heavy, and he still had rosy cheeks which suggested a boyish glow to his face. Then his eyes. Oh my gosh, his big blue eyes framed in thick dark lashes. His mother's eyes. That's what drew me to her first, so many years ago. But how times change. She's still a wonderful person, we just are more like friends now. Still married, just cause it's easier financially, but that's it. The sex ended years ago, and we've had separate bedrooms for quite a while. She says I snore too loud. Of course it doesn't help that she put on a hundred pounds since our wedding. But I do have my sexual releases. Unkown to my wife, I've always been bisexual, and have had a long time fling with my best friend Brian down the street. We keep each other satisfied. Me? Well, I'm not too bad for 43. I'm six feet, and weigh in at 195 pounds. I work out, usually with Matthew, but still am treading the dad bod territory a bit. My salt and pepper hair and distinguished beard certainly help me. I was in the army for 20 years stationed right here, so I receive a pension, and in addition I sell cars. So all in all, things are pretty good. Matthew still lives at home, which I like, if only as it saves money. Matthew was never much of a party kid, instead he was a genuinely pleasant kid, which meant we gave him all the freedom he wants. Living in our basement bedroom, Matthew uses a private entrance to the basement, and we don't frown on his friends staying over. My wife never joins us on our camping trips, she hates it, so it's always been something special my son and I do. I have always treasured our trips, especially now he's almost a grown man. "Dammit," I mumbled to myself. "The fucking power of suggestion. Now I gotta shit!" I grumbled as I put my own flip-flops on and headed into the night, but not before I pulling on a shirt. Walking down the gravel path toward the shitters, I enjoyed the pure peace of a mountain night, however as the outhouses came into sight, I could hear whispering. Specifically, I heard two male voices. Now, at first glance that wouldn't be unusual, although the hour was very late, but when I realized the conversation was occurring within the outhouses, and further realized I wasn't really hearing a dialogue, but rather I was hearing grunting, and panting. You know: sex sounds. When I reached the toilets, I definitely heard a man ask "Yeah, you like that you little slut? You like taking that cock like a bitch?" And I heard another man say, "Yeah, fuck me. I AM a nasty slut! I want your cum in my ass!" IT WAS MATTHEW!! Oh my fucking God! My son was getting dicked in a dirty, smelly outhouse! I froze, not knowing what to do. Should I bang on the door? Should I slip away? My heart pounded as I tried to quickly digest what was happening. My little boy, my Matthew, was getting fucked by a total stranger. And he was liking it. No, he was LOVING it!! He was begging for it. The man fucking him was calling him nasty, degrading things, and my son was pleading for more! I couldn't move, I was transfixed. It was like a car wreck, I couldn't turn away. Then I realized, I didn't WANT to turn away. My cock was rock hard in my shorts. What the fuck? Listening to my son get used turned me on? I had never thought of my son like that! Sure, I could recognize his physical beauty, but I never thought of him sexually. Now that's ALL I could think about. Imagining what he looked like right now, taking a cock up his ass made my own cock ache. Listening to their filthy talk and animal noises made me want to join them. I wanted to be the one fucking Matthew right now! I could hear the man say, "I'm gonna cum slut. Gonna fill you up with a huge load!" Then Matthew begging for it. "Oh fuck yeah! Breed me! I'm a fucking cumdump. That's what I'm for!" That's when I high-tailed it back to our rv, shit or no shit. But before I was out of hearing range I heard the top grunt as he shot his load into my son's hole, to which Matthew moaned in appreciation as his guts were filled with sperm. Now out of breath and my heart racing, I jumped into our rv, kicked-off my sandals as I decided how I would respond to what I had learned. Should I confront him? Should I pretend nothing had happened? While I recognized ignoring what I learned would be the course most parents would take, a voice in my mind suggested 'This could be a golden opportunity. You have the power over him right now'. I had to ask myself, however, if that was what I wanted, recognizing Matthew could freak-out, permanently damaging our relationship, but I also considered Matthew had begged that strange man to use him. "Fuck it!" I thought, as I ripped off my shorts and climbed under my covers, "my son is obviously a cock hungry slut!" Some ten minutes passed before Matthew finally returned, long enough for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal, but not long enough to lose my hardon, or my nerve. "Everything come out okay, son?" I asked as he climbed inside. "Huh, oh, yeah. Just a little constipated, you know," he replied kicking off his flip-flops and crawling under his blankets on our bed. I could smell the sex on him and my cock ached more. "Good night, Dad," he murmured as he lay facing away from me. I waited a few seconds, then inched closer to him. I could feel him tense up as I pulled his blanket up and pulled mine off. The smell of fresh sperm hit me like a mac truck, making my dick pulse. I slid my body next to his as he froze in fear, not sure what to expect. I leaned into his ear as I touched the wet spot where cum had leaked out and whispered, "I know." "Dad......"he started to say. "Shh shh shh," I silenced him, as I pulled the elastic waist band of his shorts down. "It's okay, Matty. Daddy's not mad that you're a little cockwhore." I lightly rubbed his freshly fucked assring, feeling the slimy goo. Matthew moaned a little bit. "Daddy's just disappointed he didn't get it first," slipping two fingers into my son. He moaned a tad louder, so I let him know "But it's okay. Daddy loves sloppy seconds." I slid my fingers into his mouth so he could taste his ass. Then I instructed "Now, pull down your shorts." Matthew complied, removing his shorts, revealing his own throbbing erection. He may have his mother's eyes, but he has his daddy's dick. Before now, I had never seen it erect, but it was a carbon copy of mine. Not thick, but about eight inches long, uncircumcised, and with a wicked curve that could hit all the places inside. "Did you cum?" He shook his head yes, unable to speak. "And you're rock hard again? I guess you truly are a slut." He just shook his head again. I pulled back my foreskin and placed the head of my cock against his wet hole. "Good," I said as I slid my cock slowly into my son. "Daddy wants his little boy to be a good slut for him." Matthew moaned in approval as I buried my bone all the way in his warm, wet, hungry fuck chute, pressing it hard into his prostate. I just held it there as I whispered, "no more secrets." "No more secrets," Matthew returned. I began to saw my cock in and out of my boy's hungry pussy, pushing hard into his prostate as he let out little grunts and moans, obviously loving that his Dad was finally fucking his slutty hole. He reached to jerk his erect cock, but I slapped his hands away, growling into his ear, "No, don't touch your cock, boy until I tell you to." "I'm sorry Sir." He whispered. His natural submissiveness only made my cock swell more in his ass. I wrapped my arms around him, grabbing his hands and squeezed him tight against my body. He squeezed my hands back as he squeezed his glorious asslips around my cock, eliciting a throaty growl from deep inside me. My son definitely had a talented cunt. I knew I wasn't going to last long with his man pussy milking my cock, as I slid in and out of his cum slick chute. Knowing another man's cock had just been in my son, fucking him, using him, cumming in him was too much for my brain to handle. I knew I was close. "Tell me what you want son," I whispered in his ear, "tell your Dad what his nasty, slutty, cumdump of a son wants. Tell me what you are, boy." "I want your cum, Daddy," he whispered back in short gasps as I pounded his prostate hard. "I want you to use me as a cum receptacle. I was born to be fucked and used. I'm a slut, Dad, I'm just a cumdump. Shoot your load in my ass, Dad. Do it. I want your seed in me." That did it. Hearing my son begging for my load pushed me over the edge. I buried my cock as deep as I could in my boy and let out a long, deep moan as my dick throbbed and flexed, pumping what I knew was a huge load into my slut's guts, mixing with the load the other man dumped in him not even a half hour earlier. "Oh Matty," I moaned as his ass muscles milked all the cum out of me. "Daddy's going to be using this hole a lot from now on." "Yessssss," he softly hissed in reply.

I definitely appreciate cumdumps, regardless of the circumstances or setting. Especially in the rural area where I live, part of my own mission as a Top includes finding and rewarding any/all slutty btms that are available.

Well, there isn't really a part 2 to this story as it was a one off incident. After this I went back to my normal "don't ask, don't tell" approach. But there have been a few more occasions I have deliberately taken an unmedicated positive load up my arse - I might post a few of those stories in this thread?

Part 33 - The Honeymoon Daniel was sitting with the reservations manager Ella as they looked over the list of arrivals for the day, he glanced at the Royal Orchid arrivals instantly picking up on the name Mark Davenport and Ben Midler-Warren staying two weeks and smiling as he knew it could only be a gay couple, Jordan walked in and gave Daniel a kiss before sitting down as Ella was googling Mark Davenport, she looked up and said good morning to Jordan before telling them that Mark Davenport was the son of Madeline and David Davenport, Daniel didn't reallt recognise the name. "You say Mark Davenport is their son?" Daniel asked Ella. She nodded "Yes, apparently he married a Ben Midler-Warren yesterday according to Hello" she turned the laptop round. "Oh yes they live in LA" Jordan said "and they own the Liongate mansion" he continued. Daniel looked on perplexed "You have lost me what does that mean?" he asked. "One of the most expensive properties in Bel Air" he said looking at the laptop "cute couple as well". Daniel stood and leaned over his shoulder "Oh yeah, can we give them the Orchid Salinger 2?" he asked Ella. She checked through the occupancy list "Yes we can upgrade them it's free for the next two weeks". Daniel looked over the booking figures going forward "Were running 98% capacity for the next 4 months". Ella scanned her sheets "Yes, we should stop sell until May otherwise we can't get rooms maintained properly". "Good idea can you do that this morning Ella?" Daniel asked and she nodded "Good that's it for today". Ella stood up "I will let you know when the Salinger 2 guests land at the airport". "Thank you Ella. Jordy fancy a swim before breakfast?" Daniel asked standing up. Jordan smiled "Good idea, I think Nicky, Kit and the kids are down at the beach as well". Nicky sat at the waters edge as Daniel and Jordan came down to swim she was busy reading the news on her phone enjoying some down time from her filming schedule whilst Kit was swimming with the children. "Morning boys" She looked up as Daniel sat next to her. Jordan waded in the water "Anything interesting in the news?" he asked her. "Not really just some gossip about a guy whose mother I sort of know of, he got married yesterday" Nick replied. "Who don't you know Nicky" Jordan laughed "Who is it anyone famous?". "Just the Bel Air Davenport family, their son apparently married his boyfriend" she said showing Jordan the picture. Daniel looked at her "Mark Davenport?" he asked. "Yes, do you know him?" Nicky asked scrolling through the article. Daniel shook his head "No but we will, they arrive here today". "Thats a coup" Nicky said "having a Davenport stay here is big news". "How so?" Daniel asked looking at her. Nicky laughed "When you have their sort of money you don't stay in hotels". Daniel stood up "Quite excited to meet them, coming for a swim Nicky?". "Yes" she stood and Cael walked over to her to take her phone. Ben was slightly worried as he felt he didn't have enough clothes to wear for the holiday but David said he would get Canali to send some shirts and trousers out to the hotel in a couple of days. Their flight would take them via Miami and as luck would have it Franco and his family were booked on the same Miami flight and Joaquim was rostered on it as well. Everyone was up to see Mark and Ben off which turned out to be a very emotional send off, they knew that they would probably return to Larchmont to pack their things before finally moving to LA and Ethan felt it more than anyone. Ethan held on to Mark "It's going to be strange not having you both around" he said hugging him tighter. "I promise we will visit often Ethan and you have to come out here as well" Mark said kissing his head. "Filthy robbing bastard" Tony said from the back of the group looking at his phone. Angelo went over "What's happened Tony?" he asked as Adam came over to see as well. Tony shook his head "Our landlord just put up our rent by $100 from next week". Adam looked at him "Oh come on he can't just do that surely" he said looking worried. Mark hearing the conversation smiled and went to his flight bag "Here" he said to Tony handing him some keys. Tony looked confusingly at him "What are these for?" he said. "Our house in Larchmont, we don't need a house there just somewhere to stay" Mark told him. Tony shook his head "No Mark that's no necessary we will find somewhere else" and Adam nodded in agreement. "Consider it our wedding gift to you both, we help each other always remember that" Mark replied. Tony didn't know what to say "Are you sure Mark?" he asked. Mark kissed him "Absolutely we will sort everything out when we get back". Adam came over and kissed him "Thank you Mark I don't know how we can ever repay you". Margarite came over and kissed Ben "I am going to miss you both and our lunches" she said tearing up. "Don't worry, we will see each other" Ben reassured his mother. She looked at Mark "Look after him" Margarite kissed Mark and Steven said goodbye to them both with sincerity. Adam knew by the look Mark gave him that he expected nothing in return at being given the house in Larchmont. Ben, Mark and Franco finally got in to the limo and pulled away from Liongate, Maddy walked up to Angelo and Ethan telling them that she would make sure they visited often. Franco got upgraded to first class again and sat opposite Mark and Ben, Joaquim was over excited as he had never had Concierge Club members on his flight since members of this club were few and far between and it usually meant exceptional scrutiny was paid over the flight operation and service. As usual the captain came out of the flight deck mid flight to introduce himself to Mark and Ben who in turn praised the cabin service manager Joaquim for the exceptional service they were receiving, the captain promised to file this praise in his flight report. Angelo went off to find David and eventually found him in the gym towelling down from his workout in between their guests leaving. Angelo reminded him that he wanted to speak to him about the offer to buy the company. David put the towel around his neck and suggested they go sit on the terrace to have their chat. David sat down opposite Angelo "So tell me what is going on with this guy?". "Well he wants in on my company but I don't know, I mean I want to grow it" Angelo said looking pensively. "I see" David said "Well you have several options open to you, sell, don't sell or invest" he replied. Angelo looked up "Invest?" he asked. David nodded "Sell him half the company and you retain half that way you can be involved". "Right, so you think I should go down the investment route?" Angelo asked looking for advice. David smiled "Well at least look at it and see what offer he tables before making a decision". "I think I will" Angelo said looking as if a burden had been lifted. "Get a good lawyer, if he keeps offering to buy in he must be keen at any price" David informed Angelo. Angelo could see how it made sense and thought about getting Ethan's father to help him out. He called Raffa and said he was ready to talk about investment opportunity but not a total buy out, as he hung up from the call he told David that they had a meeting set up next week to begin negotiations and that Raffa wanted to expand the company but keep it separate as he saw massive potential on both the east and west coast. David stood up and walked Angelo back to the house telling him that a west coast opportunity may be a good thing, Angelo smiled knowing what David was hinting at. After landing they quickly said good bye to Franco as the Concierge Club car was waiting to take them to the connecting flight, by now Ben was looking forward to arriving for the first time in Barbados. The flight banked left on it's approach and Ben saw the lights of Bridgetown clearly and the white sands of the numerous beach as they tracked along the south west coast before banking left again for the final approach and landing. The heat filled the cabin as the door was opened to the evening tropical air and Ben felt like he had arrived in heaven as his body was bathed in the humidity. The airline representative escorted them through immigration and baggage claim where they found a Salinger uniformed driver waiting in the arrivals hall for them. The cool air conditioned limousine was a welcome break from the heat as they settled down. Ben smiled at the numerous palm trees wafting in the darkness as they set off hearing the driver calling ahead to the hotel of their impending arrival. It was already 8pm and both were feeling the effects of travelling all day but the excitement was keeping Ben awake as the limo turned off the main road approaching the security gate and the illuminated driveway leading up to the sweeping hotel entrance and fountain. The limo turned off and went through to a private courtyard where it came to a stop. "Here they come" Jordan called out to Daniel who was talking with his mother on the phone. Daniel rushed over "Final permits are signed we start full construction on the new Orchid wing next week". "Great we do need more rooms at this rate" Jordan said as stepped down towards the limo. "Good Evening Mr Davenport, Mr Midler-Warren welcome to the Salinger Barbados Retreat" Jordan said holding out his hand. Mark took one look and almost wanted to kiss him "Good evening thank you" he shook his hand. "I'm Jordan and this is Daniel your hotel managers, we trust you had a good journey" he asked. Ben shook hands with Jordan noticing the tattoos under the shirt along with the defined muscle "Hi great place". Daniel laughed "Hello Mr Midler-Warren and thank you, I hope you will like your suite, please follow us". Ben looked at Mark who was already looking at him grinning and Ben mouthed the word 'What the fuck' causing Mark to burst out laughing as they followed Jordan and Daniel inside and through the exquisitely designed reception area where the butler took their hand luggage and walked behind them through the lounge. They could hear some gasps and whispers 'That's Mark and Ben Davenport' as they passed through the private entrance to the Orchid Salinger 1 and 2 suites. "I hope you don't mind but we upgraded you to the owner suite Orchid Salinger 2" Daniel said holding the door open. Ben looked at Daniel and smiled "Is it different then?". Daniel chuckled and already decided he liked Ben "It's private and bigger with it's own pool and private Butler". "Just the one butler?" Ben said passing by Daniel giggling. Jordan opened the suite door "Please come through" he looked at Daniel "Stop flirting" he said smiling. Daniel allowed the butler through "Could he be any cuter" he said quietly as Jordan shook his head stifling a laugh. They got a quick tour of the lounge, bedrooms, bathrooms and pool terrace and an explanation how the key works on the terrace gate before a demonstration showing that it lead on to the Orchid wing pool terrace and where the beach was. The two bel boys were unpacking their luggage as they returned in to the suite. "You can dine in the suite or your pool terrace anytime you want, Eldred will be looking after you" Jordan explained. "Can I get some food I'm quite hungry?" Ben asked not realising he was also looking at Jordan's body. Daniel was nearly in hysterics "The restaurant is open until 10 unless you prefer to dine privately here" he said. Mark looked at Ben "I think in here tonight it has been a long day" he said. Daniel nodded "Eldred will bring you the menus and some champagne to get you settled in". "He is not 21 yet so not old enough to drink" Mark said gleefully. Daniel chuckled "Drinking age is 18 in Barbados, can he handle it?" he jokingly asked. Ben was on it quickly "Oh I can handle it question is can you?" he retorted. "Ben" Mark said sternly "I do apologise" he was fighting back from laughing. Daniel walked past Ben "You bet I can" he said. "Danny you can stop it as well" Jordan told him off "They are guests in your hotel". Eldred returned with a bottle of champagne and poured two glasses "Thank you" Mark said. Ben took his glass "Thank you Eldred" he walked over to Daniel "Cheers". Daniel laughed "Eldred your gonna have your work cut out with this one" he said. "Come on Danny lets leave them to get settled in" Jordan said almost dragging Daniel out of the room. Mark fell on the sofa laughing his head off "That was serious sexual flirting there". "Sorry I don't know what happened, I just really liked him he is funny" Ben said collapsing next to Mark kissing him. "Don't be sorry, that's what makes you so adorable, come on lets order" Mark said handing him a menu. Ben looked at Mark "You think they are a couple?" he asked. Mark nodded putting his arm around Ben "Jordan is pretty dam hot but not a patch on you" he said kissing Ben. Ben looked around "This place is so god dam awesome can't wait to go to the beach". They ordered dinner and decided to sit outside on the terrace, they both stripped naked and jumped in to their private pool and swam around thinking thy would have plenty of time before the food arrived. Embarrassingly they were caught out as Eldred arrived with a waiter who simply nodded and laid up the table and brought their salads out, Eldred placed two bathrobes at the side of the pool before enquiring what they would like to drink with dinner. They both ordered soft drinks and giggled as Eldred left the suite. "They didn't even bat an eyelid at us in the pool naked" Ben said sounding surprised. Mark laughed "They probably see it quite often judging by the robes laid out" he said putting his arms around Ben. They sat outside after finishing dinner chatting for a while after the table was cleared and Eldred disappeared for the night. Mark got up and said he would be right back and slipped in to the bedroom for a minutes. He walked back out on to the terrace wearing nothing but his jock strap and Ben watched him smiling. "Come on husband I'm going to exert my rights on you tonight" Mark said pulling Ben up out of his chair. Mark kissed him long and deeply reaching around and picking Ben up he carried him to the bedroom where Mark threw him on the bed immediately jumping on top, Ben wriggled and laughed on the bed. His arms pinned above his head and Mark began tenderly kissing Ben's neck working his way higher until their mouths met and parted welcoming each other with love. Ben's legs worked their way up around Mark's yearning for him, Mark wasted no time and freed his raging hard on, Ben knew he was in for a rough ride sensing how horny Mark was feeling. He let out a loud gasp and moan feeling Mark's cock pushing in to his hole steadily in one fluid motion until he felt Mark's balls pressing up against his ass. His back arching and body wriggling in suspense and moaning wildly from the slight pain of the forced entry, he felt Mark's cock withdraw and push back in harder causing him to elicit a cry of delight. He was powerless with his arms pinned above his head with Mark looking deep in to his eyes but he was turned on beyond words and clamped his legs tight around Mark never wanting to let him go. Several more hard thrusts followed making his eyes water at the corners, he felt no pain just love looking back up at Mark, the sound of Mark's balls slapping against his own ass increased in speed and volume. Ben raised his head and clamped his mouth over Mark's who fell forward speeding up his thrusting as his body tensed, he couldn't help himself even if he wanted to as his testosterone flooded his body driving him wild with sexual prowess. Their mouths locked together kissing his hips pushed up harder against Ben as he began to orgasm moaning in to Ben's mouth as his seed fired from his cock deep into his husbands body. Mouths still locked kissing Mark could feel the slimy mess under his stomach knowing that Ben had also ejaculated, he collapsed on top of Ben still holding his arms firmly in place and laying his head against Ben's 'My Ben my sexy Ben' he whispered. Ben kissed his neck moaning as he felt Mark's hips still grinding away at him and his cock showing no signs of softening, Mark raised his head and looked at him 'I'm not finished with you yet' he said kissing him passionately again. Ben was first to wake in the morning and picked up Mark's jock strap which laid strewn on the floor, he was still sound asleep and Ben put on his robe and walked through to the lounge it was still early and only 7am but he felt refreshed and incredibly happy but my god his ass was sore, they finally fell asleep after Mark made love to him for the fifth time. Walking out on the terrace he let his robe slip to the floor and dived in to the pool and swam around hoping the cool pool water would ease the soreness. He was so busy swimming he didn't notice the butler come out on to the terrace until he saw his robe being folded up and placed neatly at the edge of the pool. "Good morning Sir, apologies I heard you were up and brought you coffee" Eldred said apologetically. Ben smiled up "Morning Eldred and thank you, Mark is still sleeping". "Please let me know when you are ready for breakfast" Eldred said smiling and nodding at him. "Oh actually we were going to swim in the sea before if that is okay" Ben said to him. Eldred nodded and returned a few minutes later with two beach towels and placed them on the sofa "Your beach towels". He turned and left the suite as quickly as he entered, Ben giggled to himself as he splashed around in the pool for a few minutes more then climbed out to pour a cup of coffee for himself, sitting there sipping his coffee and reflecting on how much he and his life was changing, one thing he did know was that he was already missing Liongate and Mark's parents. He still found it bizarre that at 19 and fresh out of college he was married to a stunning guy who was incredibly in love with him. "Penny for them" Mark said startling Ben. Ben sat up "Morning husband, penny for what?" he said. "Your thoughts" he said taking the cup of coffee Ben poured him "Thank you husband" he said laughing. Ben smiled "How lucky I am to have met you Mark" he chuckled. Mark smiled at Ben "Doesn't bother you the wealth part" he asked looking seriously at him. "I told you before I don't need it as long as I have you" Ben replied putting his cup down. Mark leaned forward and held Ben's hand "If it ever gets to much we can move back to NY Ben". Ben laughed "Don't worry I will tell you if it does" he replied looking in to Mark's eyes. "Good, I just want us to be happy" Mark said and Ben stood up and went inside. Ben grabbed their swim shorts "Come on I want to swim in the sea, before anyone else is up". Mark stood up and kissed Ben and they used their card to open the gate on to the Orchid wing pool terrace heading in the direction they were shown the previous night, Ben had a proper look at the pool area and said to Mark than even this looks luxurious. They reached the gate and opened it, Ben gasped as the brilliant white sand and crystal azure waters flooded in eyesight, they stepped on to the private beach area marked Orchid Wing guests only. Despite the early time there was already a family in the water and two other figures swimming, they choose a spot a few meters away and placed their towels on the sand and ran in to the sea together swimming energetically in the warm Caribbean sea. After 10 minutes Ben stopped to catch his breath whilst Mark carried on swimming parallel to the shore line. Ben distinctly heard the sounds of splashing getting louder. "Morning" Daniel called out swimming closer to Ben. Ben turned noticing who was heading his way "Morning" he called back. Daniel came within a few meters "Did you handle it or wimp out last night?" he asked giggling. Ben chuckled "Oh I handled it and got it good". Daniel splashed Ben "You dirty little whore" he said laughing. "I bet you get it good as well" Ben replied splashing Daniel. Daniel threw his head back laughing loudly "You know it babe" and continued splashing Ben. Ben laughed between splashes "Is that all you got" splashing Daniel back. Mark swam up to the boys and splashed both of them "What are you two doing now" he sniggered. Ben looked at Daniel and nodded both of them turning on to Mark and splashing him rapidly as he fought back, Jordan swam towards them laughing announcing that two on one wasn't fair and began splashing them from the other side. Ben and Daniel didn't know which one to splash at the onslaught as they were both in stitches laughing hard trying to splash Jordan and Mark back unsuccessfully. They stopped hearing a woman calling from the beach 'Daniel do I need to call your mother!', Ben did a double take. "Wait is that... no surely.... oh my god it is" Ben was pointing in her direction gobsmacked. Daniel grabbed his finger "Have you no manners it is rude to point" he laughed gripping on hard to Ben's finger. Ben tried to free his finger "Help he is assaulting me" he cried out laughing. Arms flayed as Ben and Daniel engaged in a play fight in the sea trying to get their arms around each other wrestling each one to their knees. Jordan stood there shaking his head as Mark came round to his side. "Do we stop it?" Mark looked at Jordan almost drooling. Jordan looked at him "Nah, let them get on with it. Join me for a juice?" he asked Mark. "Sure why not" he replied as Jordan put his arm around Mark's shoulder as they walked towards the shore. Jordan looked back "Come on you two" he called out to Daniel and Ben who stopped. Ben looked a little embarrassed "I need a minute" he replied trying to swim away. Mark looked at Jordan laughing "Think he might have an erection". Jordan laughed "Probably it does the same to me when I use to play fight". Daniel grabbed Ben's legs "You got a bulge in your shorts pretty boy" he laughed dragging Ben backwards. Ben giggling all the while "Stop it I can't get out yet" he pleaded. Daniel was dragging Ben closer to shore "Don't be shy I'm hard as a rock". Ben burst out laughing finally feeling his legs being let free "I will sit here for a moment" he said sitting down. Daniel plonked himself down next to him "God I haven't laughed like this for ages" he said. Ben looked at him "Really?" he asked. Daniel nodded "Long story but I won't bore you with it now". Ben knew to take a hint "So you know Nicky the actress, I mean that is her right?". Daniel nodded "Yes it is, my family have known her for several years, they come here often". "Wow I mean I was in Bel Air and never saw one famous person" Ben replied watching her. Daniel stood up still semi hard holding out his hand "Come and meet her" he said pulling Ben up. "Mark Davenport I could recognise you anywhere" Nicky said smiling. Mark shook her hand "And I you" he laughed. "And this must be your husband, my god he looks young" She said laughing and winking at Mark. Jordan watched Ben and Daniel wading through the water "These two have the same mischievous manners" he said smiling. Nicky put her arm around Jordan "Been a long time since I saw him have this much fun" she said quietly. Jordan nodded "Good to see him having fun" he replied and noticed Mark's strange look "Tell you about it later". Nicky threw a towel at Daniel "Cover yourself up Danny" she said looking down at him as he approached Daniel laughed "Nicky this is my new bestie Ben" he said introducing him to her. "Nice to meet you Ben and cover yourself up as well" Nicky shook his hand. Ben stood there rooted to the spot embarrassed "Hi" he managed to squeak out. Daniel put his arm around Ben "Star struck Nicky" he laughed. Nicky waved her hand "Come and join us for a drink guys". Nicky sat so she could keep one eye on the kids just as Kit walked on to the beach and was introduced to Mark and Ben, Cael brought over some juices from the bar performing his perfect Bajan smile for Ben and Mark. Nicky knew who Mark was but never met any of the family, after all his family lived a few streets from her and Kit and she had always wanted to see Liongate properly as you couldn't really see if from the street. They chatted for ages, Daniel watched admiring how at ease Mark and Ben were talking away after Ben's initial shock of seeing Nicky. "So Mark, tell me what is Liongate like?" Kit asked sipping his juice. Mark smiled "Big, way to big but it has always been my home and great for hide and seek" he replied. Kit laughed "Nicky has always wanted to see it and even I am a little curious" he said. "Strange as it is just a home to me, but your in Coldwater Canyon right?" Mark asked looking at them both. Nicky nodded "Yes the quiet part at the top". "Well you must come over for dinner then we can show you around" Mark suggested. Daniel huffed "What about us don't we get an invite" he laughed. Mark furrowed his eyebrows "I don't think I can trust you and Ben together" then laughed "but of course you are". "It's like school children behaving badly" Jordan said chuckling. "As long as it's not as crazy as Bel Air has been" Daniel said shaking his head with a grin. Mark sat forward "My parents told me that the gates at East Gate were rammed through at Thanksgiving". A weird silence fell for a moment "Oh you know about the incident?" Daniel asked. Ben nodded "I read about it in the paper at JFK" Ben said "sounded horrific". Nicky and Kit looked to Daniel "We will tell you about it, maybe over dinner one night?" Daniel said sombrely. Mark and Ben looked at each other "Oh sorry, I mean oh god English guy son of hotel owners" Mark put it together. Daniel nodded and Jordan held his hand "Yes, it's okay though. Will you have dinner with us one night?" Daniel repeated. "Yes of course we would love to" Mark said looking a little upset. Daniel smiled "Great, we are in the suite next door to you so we can dine in ours with Nicky and Kit". Mark laughed "I hope we didn't make to much noise last night" he said as Ben blushed looking down. Daniel stood up "I thought a banshee was on the loose" he said smirking at Ben. Ben took the bait and chased Daniel down the beach to the water "Fight like a man Brit boy" he called after him. Daniel turned and scoffed at Ben laughing "Catch me first pretty boy" stumbling at the waters edge falling face first. Ben was quickly on him light a bolt of lightning "Can't run now can ya" Daniel laid there laughing until Ben rolled off. They laid on their backs half in the water as Mark and Jordan walked past them to go swimming. Ben couldn't help but watching his fine physique "He is sexy". Daniel laughed "Isn't he, completely stole my heart when he stayed here as a guest". "No way, you did good to have landed him" Ben said giggling "I wouldn't know how to handle him". Daniel chuckled "You did pretty well as well" he said nodding towards Mark who was swimming. Ben turned to look at Mark and smiled "Swept me off my feet and he is my first you know". "Wow to find love with the first guy is rare, you are 19 right?" Daniel asked. Ben laughed "Yeah nearly 20 though and you I guess 24?". "I will take that" Daniel laughed "26 actually and Jordy is 30" Daniel replied. Ben looked at Mark "My man is 22" he said watching Mark swim. "Oh I wish I was that young again" Daniel said laying on his back again. Ben laughed "Sometime I wish I was older. So are you called Danny or Daniel?" he asked Daniel looked up at him "Danny to my friends and family" he said "I think we will be friends so Danny to you and Mark". Ben laid back next to him "Thank you Danny". Daniel smiled and looked at Ben "No I need to thank you Ben, believe me". They spent the next half an hour swimming and sitting at the shore line watching as the sun rose higher in the sky before going back to their suite to have breakfast, they spent a great deal of their time over the next couple of days in the privacy of their private pool terrace and Joining Daniel and Jordan in the morning for a swim. As promised Ben received a package from Canali full of new clothes which seem to be the type Ben would choose when out shopping with his mother. Mark tanned very quickly due to his Spanish roots whilst Ben kept the sun cream slapped on and was gradually getting a tan. They walked up from the beach that morning and saw Jordan wandering around the Orchid wing pool. "Hey, missed you for the swim this morning" Mark called out to him Jordan waved and came across "Sorry, Daniel was still in bed as we had an early arrival for the Orchid wing". Mark nodded "I forget you have to run the hotel". Jordan looked at his phone "Daniel is up finally... Do you want to join us for breakfast?" he asked them both. Ban looked at Mark "Can we?" he said with pleading eyes. Mark laughed "Anything for you Ben you know that" he leaned over and kissed him. Jordan opened the gate to their suite "Danny" he called "we have breakfast guests". Daniel was sat drinking coffee in his robe "Oh fantastic, morning guys". Breakfast was relaxed and fun until Jordan went back to work, Ben and Mark hanged out with Daniel for several hours during which time they got to know each other properly and Daniel opened up about the series of events over Thanksgiving and finally the death of Sage. Ben sat there mostly gobsmacked listening to the story unfold, Mark shook his head in disbelief saying he kind of understood and related the story to his friend's ex attempting to stab his new boyfriend. Ben looked at Mark "Are you talking about this Matt guy?" he asked. Mark realised that Ben must not have known all the details "Yes" he replied. "Oh god, Ethan told me something had happened but never that he actually harmed him" Ben looked mortified. Daniel watched Ben "Is he your friend Ben?" he asked him. Ben nodded "We grew up together but fell out when he started seeing Angelo. I kind of had a thing for Ben". Mark put his arm around Ben "He still does" he said half joking. Ban laughed "If I had known then what I know now who knows what would have happened" he said looking amused. Daniel smiled "And ruin a life long friendship Ben, trust me it would have made things difficult". "Fortunately this one was at the party and chased me around the house all night" Ben cuddled up to Mark. Daniel laughed "Oh the thrill of the chase Mark". Mark nodded and laughed "Paid off though, I knew when I first saw Ben I was in love with him". Jordan reappeared "Callum and Steve are flying out tomorrow" he told Daniel grabbing a coffee. "Great, you must let Nicky and Kit and know. You will have to meet them as well" Daniel said. "This could be a handful" Jordan said looking at Mark "Callum is just as mischievous" shaking his head. Daniel jumped in the pool "They run the hotel when we have a break" he explained beckoning Ben in to the pool. Ben and Mark returned from the beach after their late afternoon swim and sunbathe both collapsing on the bed in their suite cuddling, tonight they would have a romantic dinner just the two of them and then make love, no jock strap as Mark was insistent that tonight would be just about them. Ben's phone pinged and he saw a message from Josh, he opened it up 'Hi lovers, arriving tomorrow for 3 days, Bobby and I can't wait to see you both'. Ben put the phone down and fell back on the bed. "More photos I guess" he said running his hand along Mark's abdomen. Mark laid there smiling "Better Bobby than other photographers invading our privacy". Ben raised his head "Is it always going to be like this?" he asked. Mark smiled "What like you and me sexing our way around the world" he laughed. Ben lightly bit his nipple "Well that but having photos taken" he asked seriously. Mark put his arm around Ben and kissed him "I hope not but in Bel Air we will have more privacy". Ben laid on top of Mark "And the other thing" he kissed him "sex around the world". Mark smiled kissing Ben back "Definitely". Ben slipped his hand inside Mark's swimming trunks feeling the semi hardness laying underneath the fabric, he was horny and needed Mark.

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.

I was travelling to see my sister and pulled into a rest area for a piss. As I pulled in I noticed a big truck and nobody else around. I parked up and went out behind a bush and this guy appeared and started cruising me, I thought it was the man who owned the rig, so I thought what the hell and motioned for him to come closer. We started groping each other and he pushed me down and I started to suck his cock. We was going at this for a couple of minutes when the guy got spooked for some reason and ran off the opposite direction to the rig. I was just about to get into my car when I heard a cough from behind. There standing behind me was a huge tall overweight man smoking a cigar he was wearing dirty jeans and boots. He had on a t shirt which had seen better days. “So what do we have here” he snarled. “Nothing I was just taking a piss”. I replied. He stepped closer appearing sinister. “Listen fag, I suggest you don’t lie to me and tell me the truth”, he had a smirk on his face. I advised “I don’t know what you are talking about” and tried to step towards my car. He grabbed my arm forcefully, I tried to escape and he held on, “I have something to show you”. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed me a picture of me on my knees sucking the other man off. A cold wave ran over me, I felt like a deer caught in headlights, he continued to show me pics of me getting out of my car and you could clearly see my number plate, I was trapped, the world froze. “Now it looks like we have a bit of a dilemma”, he sniggered and spat on the floor. I stood there like the world had come to an end. Thoughts were running through my mind. I sized him up however he was at least 3 times bigger than me. He caught me looking, “Do not try anything boy, I have already sent the pics to me personal e-mail. So if you do not do as you are told they will go to the police”. He stood close to me leaning into me and I could smell, sweat and musk which was overpowering. “This is how it is going to go down. See that Rig over there, you will climb up open the door and go into the back of the rig and wait for me like a good little boy”. I stood frozen and he barked “Now Boy” and slapped my back side. I jumped and ran for the truck scared shaking and cornered. I climbed up the truck slowly and opened the door, as I climbed in the heat and smell hit me. It smelt strongly of piss, spunk, and cigar and man musk. I climbed into the back and it was a mess, dirty clothes hanging around, the sheets on the bed looked like they had never been cleaned. It was dark and dingy, I tentatively sat on the edge of the bed as there was nowhere else and waited. I waited and waited it seemed like forever, all I could hear was my heart beat which I thought would burst out of my chest. Eventually he climbed up the rig and into the back he appeared much bigger and scarier. He loomed over me and blew cigar smoke in my face, then spat in my face. “Look what we have here a little faggot boy”. I went to respond and beg to be let go and he back handed me across the face. “Listen up fucker. I am not here to let you go and show mercy. You belong to me now and will do as I say”. I had landed on the bed, on my side and I was crying. He grabbed me and started ripping my t shirt off and then my shorts and underwear. I was left naked he slapped me hard on the arse and ordered me to sit up. I slowly sat up and he stood looking down on me. I felt emasculated him fully clothed mine in shreds on the floor. He again spat in my face, he reached for his crotch and started to rub, you could see the shape stretching down his leg. It appeared huge. He pulled his zipper down slowly watching me and pulled his cock slowly out. My heart was beating fast. His cock now hanging out of his jeans, it was huge and ugly, veined and snarled. Crooked. Like it had been battered a few times. He looked at me and I looked at him I was still crying, “it isn’t going to suck itself, fuck pig, tongue out” he ordered. I ignored him and he slapped my face firmly “Tongue now”. I slowly pushed my tongue out of my mouth and it hung there. He slowly pulled the foreskin back on his cock and it was full of smegma, I nearly was sick from the smell and he moved forward. I tried to not smell it. “Smell it” he ordered and I smelt his cock, he slowly moved his cock forward and wipe it on my tongue. I was doing my best not to be sick and he ordered me to “taste and swallow”. This went on with him wiping smegma on my tongue. Then he ordered me to open my mouth and slowly pushed his ugly cock inside. I tried to barf a couple of times as he leant forward grabbed my arms and pulled me to the floor, So I was sitting with my back to the bed bunk and him leering ­over me. He pushed his cock back in and forced me to take his cock. I was slathering and spit was running down my cheeks, tears were in my eyes as he continued his torturous face fuck. Forcing his cock down my throat, he would slap my face periodically, pulling back when it looked like I would pass out. Eventually he managed to train my throat to take his cock. I was sat there his knees pressing into the top of my shoulders pinned to the bed with his cock firmly lodged in my throat. “Well done boy, I thought this was going to take longer”. He spat down at me and I could smell the musk smell drifting up from his bollocks. He reached down and grabbed my hair and pulled me onto the bed. On your back face towards me. My head now hanging off the bunk and my legs up the wall as it was only a bunk. He moved towards me and spat in my face, moved his cock back into my mouth and throat, he grabbed my nipples and twisted and pulled. Using them as leverage. His bollocks resting on my nose, all I could smell was his musk. He continued his assault, “yes open that throat up you fucking faggot, you’re getting good at this. Yes suck it good. I have your pics and evidence and you belong to me now. You will do what I say when I say and how I say. Hum if you understand me Pussy Boy”. I did not responded as I was processing his words. He pulled out slapped my face and shoved back in. “I can’t hear you, you waste of space”. I hummed, not sure how it was like automatic pilot. I lay there humming. As he was fucking my throat picking up a rhythm. He pulled his dick out slightly and I could feel him gush into my mouth, there was so much it overflowed and went over my face. He shoved back into my throat and emptied the rest of his sack into me. He left his dick lodged in my throat and the spunk I did not swallow, he slowly scooped up with his finger and forced into my mouth. “Good boy, take it all”. I lay there his dick lodged into my mouth and realised that I had the biggest hard on, it was throbbing and hurting me. He slowly pulled his dick out and looked down at me snarled and spat and slapped my face. “Look at you, pathetic bum boy, just been throat raped and you’re lying there with a hard on. What a fucking low life faggot, you’re”. My throat felt like it was on fire and I tried to get up. He pushed me back down, stay there. I am not finished with you yet. I lay there crying he slowly started to undress, I started to beg for him to let me go and he backhanded me again and told me to shut up, I continued to cry and sniffle. He had removed his t-shirt and undid his belt pulled it out if the loops, shut the fuck up or I will give you something to cry about. He lashed out across my buttocks enflaming them and continued his assault. In between strokes he removed his boots and chucked them aside. He hit me again then dropped his jeans. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. He stood there looking down at me. He left his socks on and he had on a Jock strap which was yellow stained and filthy, he slowly grabbed the jock and slowly pulled it down, I continued to cry and he grabbed the jock, “I have had enough of hearing you crying you little bitch” and grabbed my head and forced the jock deep into my mouth. He wrapped the straps around my head. So a large part of the dirty pouch was covering my nose. I could taste and smell this filthy animal and there was nothing I could do about it. He grabbed me and I was face down and he pulled my arms up and there was two wrist straps, either corner of the bunk. He tied my wrists into these, he then grabbed my ankles and did the same I was spread eagled face down across the bed. With the jock wedged and wrapped around my head. He climbed on top and I could feel his big thick ugly cock laying across my enflamed buttocks, he slapped my arse cheeks countless times making them hot and red. “Little bitches need putting in their place”. He spat on my hole periodically then dropped down and started to lick and suck and nibble and bite. My hole become sore and tender, he was chewing my skin. He rubbed his beard up and down my crack tenderising my hole, the beard felt like sandpaper. He then climbed back up and placed his dripping cock at my entrance and shoved in. I screamed into the filthy jock he moved his hand up and covered my mouth and nose and started thrusting, hard fast. I felt like my insides were ripped out. He was thrusting and grunting, “you little bitch, take my cock, yes that’s it open up for your trucker Daddy”, I was there laying under this beast his smell covering me his sweat dripping on me as he continued his assault. He slowed down and was slowly easing it in and out. The pain started to subside, he was changing angles and really giving me his dick. For an overweight fat man he had stamina. Time stood still, he was going slow then fast, really taking his time. Sometimes he would pull out then ram back in. spanking my arse periodically. Fucking me raw. I was crying and he snarled “yes cry for me faggot boy”. He pulled his dick out and looked down, there was blood on his dick. “Yeah making you bleed, I like that”. He rammed back in and pile drove my arse. Getting faster and faster. His full body weight on top of me. He lifted himself up on to his hands and tip toes and fucked me faster than I had ever experienced before. This went on for 5 minutes when all of a sudden he roared and came, shooting hot searing come into me he carried on fucking me I tried to beg him to stop as I was so sore however I could not speak with the jock in my mouth. He slowly pulled out and slipped the jock from my face, so it was hanging around my neck, clean it bitch. He shoved his dripping bloody cock into my mouth making me clean it off. I lay there cleaning his dirty cock and he then climbed off me started to get dressed, I begged him to “let me go” He replied “you aint going anywhere queerboy, he shoved the jock back in climbed into the driver’s seat and drove off laughing loudly.

Playerking, Airmax: I feel I need to stick up for the cumdumps again... At least the cumdumps are putting themselves out there and trying to organise something (and often paying for a hotel room in the process). It’s not their fault if others can’t be bothered to organise parties: it’s very rare I see a top going out of his way to arrange something. Don’t take us cumdumps for granted: you’d miss us if we weren’t there

I have with a wonderful slut for 3 years we have wonderful open and honest relationship. We met at a bbrt party he was the featured bottom.8 was the host and a responded to an ad that I was looking for twink to be a cumdump at a party. I think the success has been communication. Go out have fun but tell each other what is happening. And the hard rule is you must be home in bed before sunrise. I know he gets fucked everyday while I’m work. And when I get home he’s ready for me to do whatever I need either with him or with someone else. It’s worked so far and there is no reason it won’t continue

He screamed out in pain, God it hurt but not as.bad as he thought it would. Jim held there for a minute or so, looking into Neal's blue eyes. Neal gasped a few times n said omg jim! It hurts but feels so right in me! God its buried balls deep in me! Mmmmm it's already fading to a mild burn. Jim slowly pulled out a lil then pushed back in, Jon n Erik's hands rubbed all over his body, Yeah he loves that dick buried in his ass, dont ya? Erik said grabbing his dick, making neal moan even more.

7. Hours later I lay on my bed, my ass coved in dried cum, my hole gaping and dripping. The straps of my jock were wet with cum, and my body stunk of sex. The plug lay next to me on the bed, my hole now too loose to hold it in. I felt like I was in some kind of daze, I had been fucked into oblivion and yet I was still hungry for more. My phone buzzed. It had been buzzing all day from all the messages I had sent out on Grindr, Scruff, and BBRT. Exhaustedly I reached across the disheveled mess that my bed had become and grabbed the phone. My heart thudded faster, it was from Sir. “Hows that cunt doing boy?” “Its fucking destroyed Sir. I’ve taken five loads after yours. Two from big black cocks. The plug won’t even stay in anymore.” “Good work boy.” “Thank you Sir. My hole is so sore but I’m still horny as fuck. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” “Nothing’s wrong with you boy, you’re just learning your place in the world as a pig cunt. Caging up your little cock keeps you from getting off like a man so you can embrace the slut you are.” “My cock has been leaking all day.” “Eventually you’ll get horny enough that your ball will drain themselves from taking cock. You’re just not there yet boy.” “I don’t even care. I like this feeling. I like being this horny. I want more. Sir! I want more cock.” “Good boy. I’ve got something fun planned for you tonight. Come over in an hour.” “Yes Sir.” “See you soon boy.” I lay there on my stomach for a long minute, my caged cock squished beneath me. I reached back and fingered my loose hole, first one finger then another. Soon I had four fingers deep inside my hole without resistance. I had never been so well used. My hole was swallowing my fingers greedily. I could feel the loads inside of me, I felt them lubing up my fingers, drawing them deeper and deeper inside of me. I grabbed the plug and stuffed it back inside, slamming it hard in and out of my sloppy cunt. I got off the bed, and holding the plug in my hole with one hand I pulled my wooden desk chair over with the other. I sat down on the chair, my naked cheeks slapping the wood. I let the plug fall out of my hole and rode it like a cock. I took a video of my pussy flopping around the thick piece of plastic and sent it to Sir. “Good boy,” he responded, “make sure that hole is nice and loose for me. I’ll give you a bigger plug tonight when you’re done. I want you plugged from now on boy.” A big drop of precum oozed from my cock when I read that and I dropped onto the plug, sitting flat on the chair. I ground my ass for a while like that, relishing in the full feeling it gave me. After a long while I looked at the time and realized I needed to get dressed and head to Sirs. I pulled on a pair of shorts and a shirt, electing to leave the plug at home there was no way I was going to be able to keep it in walking over. I texted Sir to tell him I was coming over, and warn him that the plug wouldn’t stay in. He seemed pleased with that news and told me to hurry over. I walked quickly, and as I did I could tell that some cum was leaking from my hole. With no underwear to stop it I was positive I had a wet spot forming on the ass of my shorts. By the time I got to Sir’s building I could tell that most of my ass was wet with cum and lube. Anyone walking behind me would know I was a faggot cum dump. Sir greeted me at the door in just a pair of loose fitting basketball shorts, his bulge obvious in the crotch. It was hard to drag my eyes off of it, and up to his handsome face. He smiled at me and ushered me inside. As soon as the door was closed he said. “You should know the rules by now pig. You don’t get clothes in this house. Strip.” I kicked off my shoes, tore my shirt off and dropped my shorts. I made to take my sweaty cum stained jock, but Sir stopped me. “Keep the jock on. I like how it looks over you caged up boy cock.” “Yes Sir.” “Good pig.” He pulled me close and kissed me. His hands quickly traveled to my ass. Two thick fingers quickly found my squishy hole and probed into its well lubed depts. “You weren’t kidding boy. You did good today.” “Thank you, Sir.” “You ready for more?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy, follow me.” Sir led me into his living room, a broad grin across his face. The couch had been moved to against the wall, and a circle of chairs had been set up in the middle all facing in. In the middle five naked men were making out and getting each other hard. “Gents, our new toy is here.” The men all stopped and turned towards me. They were all fucking hot, and I now saw all were thick and hung. “So boy, we now know that pussy of yours can take quite a pounding. And we know that you can service more than one top in a day. But now were going to see just how much abuse that cunt can take. All the guys here, I won’t bother telling you their names as you will just refer to all of them as Sir. We’re going to start out with a game of musical cocks. We’ll all sit in this circle and you’re going to try to get us all off by riding our cocks with that loose wet pussy of yours. After that if any of the guys want a little one on one time with you then they’ll each have a shot. Got it pig?” My heart was pounding, and my cock was straining so hard against my cage and the jock that it hurt. “Yes Sir,” I almost screamed. “Good, then let’s get started.”

Part 2 I left my cock in Matty until it went soft, as my brain processed what had just transpired. My son, my pride and joy, was truly a cum hungry slut. And I loved it. I finally pulled out, and Matty immediately rolled over and started cleaning off my slimy dick without being told to. As he sucked the cum and ass juice off my cock, paying extra attention to the foreskin, he looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said, "a cumdump always cleans up after." "Someone's taught you well, boy" I replied. "Yes, Sir," he answered as he licked my balls clean. Grabbing a handful of his curly hair, I forced him back on to my cock, holding his face tight against my pubes, watching my precious boy as his tongue and mouth did their work on my crotch. I started getting hard again. I pushed him off me, onto his back, and he responded by grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, displaying his hungry, pink hole, glistening in the soft light. I looked down at him, noticing that his crotch was shaved, with just a hint of pubes left. "Do you shave your ass too, boy?" "Yes Sir. Most men prefer it that way," he replied, flashing his big, white smile. I marveled at his beauty. An hour ago, he was just my straight, hot jock son. Now here he was a submissive, cock hungry slut, spreading his legs open for more of his Dad's cock in him. I didn't make him wait as I lined up my cock head to his waiting hole. "Look at me boy," I demanded. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you want son." Without hesitation or shame he answered "I want your cock in my ass, Dad. I want you to fuck me, use me, cum in me. I'm just a cumdump. I need your cum filling me. I need other men to use me as a cumdump. I am a slut, Dad. Use me however you want. Tie me up, abuse me, let other men abuse me, whatever you want. The rougher the better. I'll be your little fuck slave, Daddy." With that I slammed my cock balls-deep into my son. His eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned "Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me, Dad, fuck me." And fuck him I did. I grabbed his furry thighs and pounded him as hard as I could, knowing this fuck would last a while. Matty just moaned and grunted. I filled my mouth with saliva and grabbed his bottom teeth, opening his mouth wide. I let a long string of spit fall into his mouth, filling it up. As I pushed his mouth closed and he swallowed, I finished by spitting twice on his face, right on his nose so it ran down his cheeks. He just smiled, loving it. I slowed down my fucking, cause I wanted to find out more about his sexual history. "How long have you been getting fucked, bitch? Tell me about it." "Since I was 18, Sir," he answered as I grabbed his balls, pulling them. "I went on hookup sites. It's really easy to find guys wanting to use a high school boy." "Older guys? What was the first man that fucked you like?" I asked. "Yeah, lots of older guys. The guy who took my cherry was probably 40. I told you I was spending the night at Jimmy's, but I went to this guy's house. He fucked me three times that night. He was the first to teach me what a cumdump I was." My cock throbbed as he talked. "The next hookup was a couple in their 50's. They were the first to tie me up, put me in a sling and fuck me all night. They introduced me to poppers. After that, I became a certified cockhound. I'd look for cock anywhere. Sometimes at a park, or a bookstore. I like the sleaziness of the hook-ups." I pounded my boy harder as I pictured him whoring himself out to total strangers. "What's the oldest guy to fuck you?" I asked. "He was in his 80's. He came over to our house and fucked me while you and Mom were asleep upstairs." I gave my son a hard slap on the face when he said that. "Thank you, Sir," he replied, adding "I've had lots of guys over that you didn't know about. They'd get really turned on fucking a high school guy in his own bed." I continued pounding Matty harder as I realized just how slutty he was, so I asked "Have you been gangbanged slut? How many men?" "Yes Sir, a few times. The most was one session with six Army guys. They blindfolded me and used me all night. They even double fucked me. I probably took ten or eleven loads that night." My head spun at the thought of my son being gangbanged, taking cock after cock after cock. I most definitely needed to set up a gangbang for him. And I'll make sure to have a minimum of ten guys lined-up to use my son. Hearing him tell me his nasty exploits had me on the verge of cumming again, but I had one more question before I came: "So," I asked, looking deep into his eyes. "How many men do you think have fucked you? How many men have pumped their cum into my son's slutty fuckhole?" "Maybe about 150?" 'Oh fuck,' I thought - 150 different men. And he wasn't even 20. "Stroke your cock slut." I ordered. "I wanna see you cum, you nasty fucking whore! Taking 150 different cocks? You really are a worthless little cumdump. Well, Daddy's taking over now, cunt! I'm going to make sure you take EVERY available cock we can find. I'll find disgusting old, fat men and make you grovel for their cum. I'll take you to truck stops and let nasty, dirty truckers fuck your hot, slutty, jock cumhole! You'll get so used, I'll be able to ram my fist in you with no problem!" As I told Matty about his future, he just groaned and opened his mouth, shooting several big shots of cum, landing in his mouth, hair, and all over his face and chest. I shot my own load into him as his ass muscles milked my cock with every squirt he made. fter we both got our breath back, I pulled out and Matty cleaned me off, he started to wipe his own cum up. "No," I said, "leave it." Giving me a smile, Matty reached into his backpack and pulled out a good sized buttplug. Without a word, he lay back, spread his whore legs apart and handed me the plug, gesturing to his leaking hole. I rammed it in hard. Matty threw his head back and hissed as it popped past his anal ring. I lay down, pulled him into me, kissing deeply and passionately as ground the plug into his cunt. We made out for a bit before we called it a night.

Tom was sitting back on the couch and Louis was on his knees in front of him, feasting on his rigid pole. My face was deep in Louis’ ass and Sean was making all sorts of comments, each alluding to the fact that he had no one to enjoy. He figured out quickly that I was rimming just to lube Louis up and once I had, I was positioning my cock at his slick hole. Sean waited until my cock was all the way in before he straddled Louis and left me staring at his very hard cock. I got into a good motion fucking Louis’ ass and then moved my head closer to Sean’s cock. I opened wide and licked my way down to the base, first on the left side and then on the right and then up the bottom until the head had my lips wrapped around it. I sucked in and out taking more of it each time. Sean got a little impatient with me and grabbed my head and started fucking my face. I actually preferred this, since I could concentrate more on fucking Louis’ ass. That doesn’t mean that I was ignoring his cock, my tongue and lips were working it over and from his moans I assumed he liked it. Louis’ hole got wetter the longer I fucked, between the spit that kept dripping off my beard and down to his hole and my precum that was coating his fuck chute. My hips were pounding his ass and my balls were slapping into his until they started to pull up. When I started to shoot my seed into him, Sean grabbed my head and forced my face into his crotch. I yelled out as best as I could around his thick pole as my cock pumped volleys of cum deep in Louis’ gut. I slapped Louis’ ass as I pulled out of him and off of Sean’s cock. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, but I knew both Tom and Sean wanted to sample Louis’ slick hole. Louis leaned up, letting Tom’s cock slip from his mouth when I backed away, dripping with sweat. It was probably about this time that Louis realized he was going to be the sole bottom tonight. Sean climbed behind him and pushed his back down before pushing his face into Louis’ ass. Louis went back to sucking on Tom’s cock while Sean sucked and licked at his furry, cum-filled hole. I sat down next to Tom, recovering. I really wasn’t close enough for Louis to trade off sucking both of us, which was a shame. After several minutes, Sean moved in with his cock pointing right at Louis’ pucker. I hoped that there was enough cum left and that I had opened him up so that Sean could slide in easily. The groan from Louis told me ‘no’ on both counts. Sean took his time working his cock in but it was still a struggle. I had been the only guy to fuck Louis, as far as I knew, and the second guy was much thicker. Louis pulled off Tom’s cock and braced himself. He seemed to accept the challenge of taking Sean’s beer can thick shaft and with more spit and a lot of work, he finally found Sean balls deep inside him. Sean gave him a few minutes to acclimate and then started to plow in and out. Louis groaned some more and then started nursing on Tom’s cock again. Sean built up speed and his thrusts were hard enough that he was forcing Tom’s shaft deep into Louis’ throat. It was muffling but not silencing Louis. There was an occasional gag, but mostly grunts as he got pounded. Sweat was pouring off of Sean’s body as he slammed in over and over. He looked so hot with sweat dripping of his nose and beard and his chest fur matted down like he had just stepped from a shower. I saw him close his eyes and throw his head back and I knew he was about to shoot. Sean let out a loud growl and shoved in hard as his cock twitched and pulsed, replenishing my seed that he had forced out. I watched Louis fuck back a few times on Sean’s cock while he got filled with sperm. Once Sean had emptied all of his seed into Louis, he pulled out and fell back on the floor. Louis, too, backed away from Tom and rolled on to his back on to the rug. I could tell that Tom was eager to fuck Louis but I wasn’t sure if Louis could handle any more quite yet. Tom was determined, though, and he crawled over to Louis and lifted his legs to Tom’s shoulders. The long rod slid easily into Louis’ stretched out pussy and Tom was quickly all the way in. Louis let out a loud sigh and then said “Fuck, I can’t believe I took it all.” Tom smiled and began to rock his hips, each stroke getting longer. His fuck wasn’t nearly as intense as Sean’s, but I knew Tom was probably pretty close from all of the sucking that Louis had done and didn’t want to shoot right away. Louis was moaning more than he had for the first two fucks except when Tom would jab all the way in and the moan was replaced with a pain-tinged grunt. Tom fucked a lot longer than I expected him to, but after twenty minutes or so he sped up and then unleashed a torrent of cum deep inside Louis’ hole. He gave one last thrust and his balls gave up their last bit of cum. Tom pulled out and laid down on the rug between Louis and Sean. I looked down from my spot on the couch and decided I too should be down there. I laid next to Louis and the four of us rolled together, enjoying the feeling of our four bodies close together. I leaned in and kissed Louis deep and asked “Did you have fun?” “Holy fuck, yeah. My ass is going to be sore for days though” Louis replied. We all chuckled, knowing he was right. The four of us laid there, fondling each other and I said to Louis “Damn, we forgot to get you off too.” He let out a loud laugh and said “I shot three times tonight. You’re gonna have to clean this carpet, Tom.”

i love foley, especially the idea of a Top inserting a cath in me to empty me, then connecting a cath that He has inserted into His full bladder, or maybe one of these condom caths, and Him pissing my bladder full of His piss, then clamping the tube so i hold His piss in my bladder. i also think it would be hot to have a Top with a catheter in and He inserts the other end of the of the tube into my hole instead of connecting it to a bag.... like i become His foley bag. i think a hollow butt plug could be fashioned to hold it all in, or an inflatable enema plug.

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 3 My last night in Berlin was the best! I went to Scheune which is becoming a new favorite of mine. After buying a beer and checking my coat, I headed downstairs to the play area. I knew I wanted to be an exhibitionist and get as many loads as possible, so I headed over to the sling area. Next to the sling, there was a wall with a grid of metal over it. I started to undress taking off my jeans while holding onto the metal. There was a heavyset German guy who was watching me while rubbing the bulge in his pants. From the look he was giving me I knew he wanted some ass and to unload. He had that look of hunger. I turned to make sure that he would have a clear view of my ass and my jockstrap while I stripped off the remainder of my clothes. He moved closer to me so I pulled out his dick and was stroking the stubby thickness of it. He put a hand on my ass and started rubbing and squeezing it while fingering my hole. I leaned forward. In the meantime a few other guys have been attracted to the action and were standing behind him in a semi circle. Between the crowd and my available ass, this guy didn’t need any more prompting. He bent me over and thrust his dick dick inside of me. It felt so good to know that I was being used in front of this crowd of men. He shoved and grunted with an urgency to unload. It didn’t take him long but once he was done immediately a member of the audience jumped on my ass and took his place. For the next half hour all of the 6-8 guys in the semi circle took their turns in my hole. Each one unloaded in me till they were all spent and I was left standing while cum dripped down my leg out of my hole. I felt like such a well used cumdump. It was incredibly satisfying and I was grateful for all of their loads.

Part 2 The remainder of my time at CDL was spent with the younger top who insisted on using a condom. Because he was so handsome I obliged and felt some fulfillment when after he fucked me, he took off the condom and stroked his thick meaty dick to unload right on my hole. With cum dripping off of my hole and down my leg, I walked around CDL for one last time as the small crowd seem to be disappearing. I got roughly shoved into one of the cubbies where an older masculine top pushed me over and thrust into me. He didn’t seem to care whether I would accommodate him but just took what he needed. He instinctively sensed that I was a cum dump and treated my hole accordingly. He grabbed my shoulders while fucking my hole in a circular motion. He thrust hard against my hole’s walls and I knew that his goal was to unload in me as quickly as possible. He switched to deep dicking me and slamming into my hole balls deep. With a growl he thrust even harder and unloaded as deep in me as he possibly could. He left it there for a minute and then as he pulled out, he pushed me off of him. By the time I had gotten my balance back, he was gone. I was left with the smell of his sweat and cum and the overwhelming sense of his masculinity and superiority over me. Shaken, I walked back to the hotel. I jerked off thinking about his treatment of me; feeling that I had been “just a hole” and knowing that this made me want to submit even more.

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Joining the Gang by RawNerd » Wed Jul 27, 2011 11:54 am Joining the Gang My family had just moved and I was forced to leave my friends behind, especially my girlfriend. We had been dating since before starting high school. She was really cute and everyone said that we made a great couple. I was 5’10” tall with a lean runners build weighing 145 pounds with blond hair and green eyes. She was 5’6”, with a tight gymnast body weighing about 100 pounds with red hair and eyes. We lost our virginity to each other when we were 15 after our freshman year. The sex was incredible and I never found the need to jerk off, that is, until we moved and I was separated from her by a couple thousand miles. We had just gotten settled and I put on my rollerblades and set out to explore this dinky little town we moved to. My parents told me that they had a skate park here and I set out to find it. After negotiating the small streets I found the skate park and noticed a group of guys skating and having fun. I figured it was time to meet some new friends. I started to skate around when a couple of the guys came over to talk to me. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” This big guy said. I was guessing he was about 6’1” or 6’2”, no more than 150 pounds. Kind of like a stick if you ask me. “If you want to skate here you’re gonna have to join our gang.” These delinquents are a gang? That was a surprise for such a dinky little town like this. I grew up in the big city and these guys didn’t seem like a gang to me. I felt I could handle myself and figures why not join them. “Sure I’ll join your gang.” The tall lanky guy seemed to be the leader and gave me an address and told me to meet them after sun down if I seriously had the balls to join them. I never backed down from anything in my life and these guys were no challenge. I skated home and just before dark I skated over to the address they gave me. It was a house at the end of the block. I skated up to the door and there was a sign that told me to go to the back door and go down the stair to the basement. I went around to the back door and kicked off my skates and headed down the stairs. The basement was dimly light and when I hit the bottom of the stairs I was grabbed and pushed to the floor. I felt ropes being placed around my wrists and ankles. I was dragged over to a wooden saw horse where my wrists and ankles were tied down. I then felt my shorts and t-shirt being cut away from my body leaving me in my boxers. I figured this was their little initiation to their gang. Then I saw the leader standing before me as he kicked his shorts off and shucked his shirt over his head. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and I had a good look at his cock as it began to stiffen. I felt something cool on my as the gang leader began to tell me what was going on. “I knew who you were the second I saw you at the skate park. You’re the son of our new church minister. We figured you’d be a good addition to our gang. My dad is the county sheriff, we have the son’s of the high school principal, both son’s of the mayor and few others.” Then I felt a needle stick in my arm and a rush up my arm into my throat. I coughed out really hard, felt my heart beating really fast as a loud ringing began in my ears. I thought ‘WOW! What did they just give me?’ I began to feel so horny but I could tell my cock was soft. The gang leader continued, “Are you liking what we just gave you? I had a feeling you would. It’s a gang initiation ritual I started it when we started this gang. Three of us are the founders, myself and the two brothers who are the sons of the mayor. When we added the son of the county sheriff we had our way to get stuff.” I then began to feel my boxers cut away and something cold and wet on my ass. The leader moved behind me and I felt something hard begin to push against my hole. As I felt my ass stretch open another gang member stepped up in front of me and stuck his hard cock in my face. I started to say ‘I’m not gay’ when the cock slipped between my lips. “You liking my cock in your hole? the gang leader asked me. All I could do was moan around the cock in my mouth. The guy fucking me began to pound away at my hole as the guy fucking my mouth was working his cock into my throat. “Are you ready to join us, be one of us?” I did my best to say yes as I felt the cock in my ass swell up spasm. As he unloaded in my ass he bent down to whisper in my ear, “Take my dirty cum.” After he withdrew his cock it was replaced by another. Shortly after that the cock in my mouth began to get harder. The guy fucking my face told me “You better swallow everything I gives you.” I felt the first shot of cum as it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all I could and a little bit dribbled out of the corner of my mouth. He held his cock in my mouth as it softened and I continued to suck on it. Then I felt a warm liquid to slowly fill my mouth and drank it down. The second cock in my ass pounded in deep and then he shot his load deep inside me as someone whispered in my ear, “There’s a second dirty load for you.” I got fucked by every gang member and took at least 2 loads from each. After they were done with me my ropes were cut and I was let go. As I stood up I felt like a new man and was still very horny. One of the guys got on his knees and began to suck my dick. It felt amazing but I was still not hard. They had me sit down and relax as this guy kept his mouth working on my soft dick. His work began to pay off as my dick began to get hard. Soon I was rock hard and the guy sucking me turned around and pushed his ass against my hard cock. I slid right in and began to fuck away at his ass. In all the times I had sex with my girlfriend it never felt this good. I grabbed him by the waist and began to fuck him like I fucked my girlfriend, but this was much better. I never felt a pussy as tight as this guy’s ass. It took me a long time to cum and soon I felt that tingle in my balls I hadn’t felt since I fucked my girlfriend last. My orgasm was so strong when I shot I thought my cum would blast out this guys mouth. After I finished up everyone welcomed me into the gang. They said all that was left for me was to get a gang tattoo of a biohazard symbol on the small of my back. They had me sit down as one of the gang members was the son of the guy who owned the tattoo parlor in town. Part 2-The next Day After my initiation I was helped home by a couple of the fellow gang members. I was lucky my folks weren’t home when I got there. I went directly up stairs and into the bathroom. I recall having the need to take a dump, but when I sat down to take my shit, the only thing that came out was a white glob of goo mixed with some red tinge of blood. I took a hot shower and tried to lay down and get some sleep, but I remember feeling very alert and ‘wired’ that I was up most of the night. The next morning I heard my dad leave for work as I drifted off to sleep. I woke later as my mom stuck her head in my room to say “I’m going down to the church to help your father. I should be home around dinner. Are you feeling ok?” “Yeah, I think I over did it at the skate park yesterday. I think I’m just gona lay around today and relax.” “OK, but call me at the church if you need anything.” “Yes mom.” I laid my head back down as I relived what had happened to me the night before. It was strange, but my thought was I experienced what a chick must feel when she sucks cock and is getting fucked. I heard my mom begin to head out the door. I vaguely heard voices down stair and I was trying to figure our who my mother was talking to when I heard the front door close and the sound of someone coming back up the stairs. I figured my mother called my dad and decided to stay home and take care of me when my door opened up and it was a couple of my gang friends. One of them asked me, “You doing ok?” “I’m getting along. I didn’t get t sleep till early this morning and been laying here dozing in and out of sleep.” “Well we got something that will pick you up and get ya moving.” They came over to me in bed and for the first time I was able to watch as they gave me some sort of shot that they said ‘will pick me up and get me moving.’ One guy swabbed my arm with alcohol as the other put a tight piece of rubber tubing around my arm. I watched as the needle was stuck into my vein, a little blood trickled into the clear fluid and then they pushed it all into my arm. When the tubing was removed from my arm I felt a small rush and coughed a bit. Then I felt like a new man with energy and was rather horny too. My fellow gang members noticed I was naked in bed. They dropped their shorts and climbed in with me. This was different then the brutal fuck I received the night before. We made out, kissed, and caressed each other. This was the first time I ever kissed another guy and I was liking it. Then we positioned ourselves in a circle so that we each could suck a cock as our got sucked. Since I was new to the gang it was my responsibility to ‘serve as the bitch.’ I figured this meant to suck and get fucked by both of them. One of my gang buds laid down on his back with his hard cock pointing to the ceiling. I was told “Lube your ass bro and sit it down on my fuck stick.” I grabbed the vaseline I keep in my night stand and greased up my hole. I positioned myself over his cock and slid down to the base. I was expecting the other gang bud to come around in front of me so I could suck his dick, but instead I was pulled down so I could kiss the guy inside me. I heard from behind me, “Damn bro your looking good on that cock” as I felt a hand on my back. I wasn’t sure what was going on when he pushed down and I felt his dick begin to join the other inside me. My well stretched hole was being forced open more. I squealed some in pain as something was held under my nose. I was told to breathe in deeply and hold my breath for a few seconds. I next felt an intense rush of pleasure through my body as the second cock bottomed out balls deep in me. Both guys fucked me as hard as they could and as deep as they could till I felt each one tense up and shot his cum inside me. They each were sure to let me know as they bred my ass telling me that they gave me more toxic cum for my already infected cunt. They pulled out of my well stretch hole and we got dressed. The guys just had me throw on some baggy shorts and a t-shirt like they had on and we headed down stairs where they made me eat something even though I didn’t feel hungry. We threw our roller blades on and headed towards the skate park. On our way over to the skate park we stopped at the local 7-Eleven and picked up some water to drink through the day. We got a dozen bottles and went t meet the rest of the gang. Once we got there we opened up all the water bottles and I watched as a small bottle was pulled out of a bag and a little bit was poured into each water bottle with more poured into the last bottle which I was handed and told to drink it slowly. We skated around most of the day and worked our way through the water. One by one we each removed our shirt as we got hotter and began to sweat from skating. As we skated around I noticed that guy’s shorts were sagging enough to allow me to see that every guy seemed to have the same tattoo on the small of his back. Then I began to recall something from the night before, I almost forgot about getting a tattoo on the small of my back. As I drank my water I began to feel a little light headed, warm and horny. I guess the guys noticed the effect it was having on me and a couple of them pulled me into the bushes. Once we were well hidden in the thick brush I was pushed to my knees. One of my gang buddies stood before me and looked down at me. “Are you ready to learn how to suck cock and swallow my cum?” I recall having a cock shoved in my mouth as the night’s festivities began but I never really sucked on it; it was more like the guy fucked my mouth. Now I was going to have to knowingly give a blow job. He stepped up to me; his hard cock pointing its way to my mouth. I knew what was expected of me and opened up with out a fight. His cock slid right in and I began to suck cock (not like I really knew what I was doing). I must have been doing something right cause the guy I was sucking put his hand on my head and began to run his fingers through my hair. He began to softly moan as I felt his cock begin to thicken in my mouth. He looked down at me and reminded me, “You are to swallow all of our cum today.” It was shortly after that I felt the first blast of his cum in my mouth. I tried to swallow, but he was cumming so much I waited till he was doing firing before I swallowed it down. I licked his cock clean as he asked me to “Show me your mouth, I want to make sure you swallowed it all.” I opened my mouth as he pulled up his shorts and the next gang member stepped up. It went on like this all afternoon. One by one I sucked of each gang member before we headed over the house we were at last night. I learned that the gang was able to secure the house since one of the gang member’s mother was a realtor and his father was the president of the bank. Part 3-Church The gang got this house when it went into foreclosure and the bank took possession. It became their hangout and place to do whatever they wanted. We ordered some pizza and hang out playing Playstation 3. I’ve never been that good at video games and when it came to my turn to play I tried to pass to someone else who would do better than I would and would probably enjoy it better than myself. “You’re gona play bitch. Tell ya what, you win you get to fuck anyone in the gang.” “And if I lose?” “If you lose you’ll pay with your ass.” I knew I had no choice and I did my best and ended up losing (as I kind of knew I would). I put the controller down, stood up and dropped my shorts. I was led over to a corner of the living room where I was told to get on my hands and knees. Then with little lube I felt a hard cock at my ass as it pushed its way inside me. A moan escaped my lips as the cock bottomed out inside my well abused ass. This was to be a brutal fuck since very little lube was used. I felt the friction as he pulled out and pushed back in. He had a tight grip on my waist as he began to pound me without mercy. I could hear his breathing begin to get heavy when he slammed in hard and unloaded deep inside me. He fucked me for a few more minutes with his cum acting as lube before he pulled out with a loud pop. Before I could get off the ground another gang member slipped inside me. I was thankful for the generous load of cum that was already deposited inside my ass acting as lube. This fuck didn’t seem to last as long as the one before it when I felt the guy slam balls deep in me and unload. This went until it was dark out. It had to be close to 8:30 on a Saturday night. I had to be at church in the morning when the leader stood up and announced that we better be getting home since we have church in the morning. I never figured these guys as church goers. We all headed out and headed home. I was walked home by the 2 gang members who came and got me this morning. They could tell I was ready to crash. We got to my house and they came in to meet my father since they had already met my mother that morning. I was surprised that they acted like perfect gentlemen. With everything we do through the day they really acted normal. We went up to my room. I was so ready to crash when they told me to meet them outside the church in the morning. We said goodbye and they headed out. I think I was out the second I laid my head down. When I woke in the morning I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for church. I knew this was a big day for my dad since it was his first sermon. When we arrived at the church I met some of the guys outside. I introduced them to my dad before he headed inside to get ready. “I didn’t expect to see any of you guys here this early.” “We figured you’d have to be here early with your dad. Have you been to the church before today?” “Only a couple times and I’ve only seen the chapel and my dad’s office.” “Why don’t you let us show you around.” I followed them around until we were in a part of the church that appeared to be hardly used where we could be alone. One we were there I was asked, “You look like you’re dragging a bit?” “Yea, I could’ve used a little more sleep.” “We got a little something, something to help you get through today.” One of them pulled out a needle and the other put the tubing on my arm. I felt the needle stick I was growing accustom to and was starting to like. I felt the rush and was perking up already. I wasn’t expecting what happened next when the third member of our little group undid my belt and my pants dropped to the floor. I was left in my boxers when I was reminded “We do not wear underwear!” I thought they were going to fuck me. I felt like I needed a cock in my hole, but they just told me to pull my pants back up and we went out in front of the church to wait for the rest of the guys. The guys came one by one with their parents. We all decided to sit together which was fine with my mom since I was making new friends. And the parents of these friends were the leaders of the community. After my father’s sermon there was a lunch social so that the church community. I met the parents of each of my gang brother. They were all clueless as to what their children were up to on a daily basis. As the social was ending our leader approached me to let me know, “Sunday is for our families; we expect to see you tomorrow at the skate park by noon.” We all went our separate ways with our families. We spent the day with a bar-b-que at home, just me and our parents. As the day worn on I felt my energy level dropping quickly and by the time we were done eating dinner I was ready to crash. I headed up to my room and into bed. I think I was out before my head hit the pillow.

I agree. I've been cathed many times. The feeling as it slides down your urethra and through your prostate is amazing. But I've Never had the privilege of having my bladder filled with a tops piss. Have certainly fantasized about it!

I completely second DannyBoy. It is such an amazing thought to be impregnated by a top! The ultimate act of dominance.

Finally a nice sunny day so I hit up the cruising park. Very quiet at first, did a few laps. Latino cyclist passes by, dismounts his bike, and walks down one of the trails. I follow him, and find him down by the water rubbing his crotch. He smiles at me, and I’m quickly down on my knees unleashing his cock from his cycling shorts. His uncut cock quickly grows in my mouth and I swallow him whole. He asks if I like getting fucked and I nod, never letting my lips off his rod. He signals we should move to a more secluded area, so I get up and follow him. I’m back on my knees as soon as we find a spot and he fishes out a condom from his pants. Damn. I say I’m on Prep and prefer bare, but he doesn’t take the bait. Usually I’d refuse but I was in the mood to get fucked and also wanted to signal to the men that were circling that I was open for business. He fucked me for less than 2 minutes and came into the condom, what a waste. Before I could even sneak the condom away he threw it in the river. It didn’t take long that a few men who’d been watching me tried to get my attention. I followed a handsome latino man (2 in a row!) and stopped beside him. His pants were already undone, and he quickly pulled mine down. He kissed me while he stroked his uncut cock. I gave him a quick blowjob and presented him my ass, but he didn’t wanna fuck. Bummer. We jerked each other off for a bit, and started chatting. He asked me about the cyclist, asked if I sucked him off. I said yes, and I could tell he was into it. I told him that he fucked me too, and his eyes lit up. Hot, he said. He suggested we go find some other dudes to play with, to which I enthusiastically agreed. But looked like most guys had scattered. We went back on the bike bath and walked for a bit. When we walked back a few guys had appeared, so we made our way into the wooded area again. Not far off I see one of the guys I’d noticed earlier on: hot, wearing a cap and sunglasses, jeans unzipped. My new latino friend tells me to go for it, and I don’t need telling twice. I nod to him and get on my knees, he pulls out his nice sized pink cut cock, and shoves it in my waiting mouth. I go to town, making a show of it. My latino buddy is watching intently and jerking off. He bends down and starts sucking him off too. We make out on the dude’s dick and a few more guys start watching and jerking off. I really start deepthroating the guy and he takes the cue: he grabs my head and starts fucking my mouth. I’m so turned on, I’m leaking like crazy, and my cock’s not even out! Soon enough he’s cumming loudly in my mouth. It’s a bit bitter so I shove his cock down my throat for the last few spurts. At the same time latino buddy busts a load from watching me blow the dude. Dude says “that was hot”, thanks me, and is own his way. Latino buddy makes out with me, and tells me how hot that was. We see one of the spectators, a hot army dude, not far off. Latino buddy smiles and nods towards him. I walk up to him, and he also tells me how hot that was. I tell him I like an audience. I’m quickly on my knees slobbering all over his cock. We’re not hidden at all here, and I can tell he’s getting nervous. He decides to walk away, but there’s another man waiting patiently nearby. Latino buddy says he knows him from another cruising park and that he’s hung. “Let’s see for myself” I reply. But the man has other ideas–the moment I’m beside him he drops to his knees and pulls my pants down. He’s one talented cocksucker. I’m really enjoying it and my latino buddy moves behind me and starts humping me. I feel the man rubbing his finger up and down my crack as he blows me. His finger starts playing with my hole and he feels the remaining lube from the earlier fuck. I know and he knows that we’re fucking. He gets up and fishes out his meaty dick with a thick head. I bend down, making sure my ass is exposed, and take his entire dick down my throat in one fell swoop. He moans loudly as he’s fingering my hole. I bend back up and we circle jerk for a bit, and hung guy’s still not fully hard. I bend over again and really give it my all, which does the trick. He grabs me under the arms, swings me around, and aims straight for my hole. Thank god I brought some poppers, I quickly get them out of my pocket, push my pants all the way down, arch my back, and steady myself on a fallen tree. I take a few good hit of the poppers, and I’m in the zone. I start fucking myself on his big dick, taking it to the hilt. Didn’t take long before I felt his cock expand in my ass while he loudly unloaded. He stayed semi hard so I kept fucking myself on him and jerked myself off to completion. It was a fucking hot scene. We barely said goodbye and the man was on his way. Turns out latino friend lives near me and he offers me a ride home. We exchange numbers, he tells me again how hot it was watching me suck all those men and get fucked. It turns me on that it turned him on. We do some idle chit chat and we’re at my door. We kiss goodbye and he drives off. This could be the start of a kinky friendship.

I had been lurking on bbrt, getting hard to bug chasing fiction on here and jerking off to verbal poz porn on tumblr for a couple of years before I finally took my first toxic plunge. It was just before my 30th birthday and I was in my prime, 6ft, boy next door good looks, tight gym body with a round peach of an ass covered in soft fair bum fluff. I was turning heads in the bar and clubs but I was finding safe and vanilla hook ups didn't do it for me anymore. The sight of a condom in person or in porn was an instant boner killer. I started spending more and more time fantasizing about getting knocked up and began chatting to guys on bbrt. I lived in a small city with an even smaller and discreet bareback scene, at the time there weren't many open bug chasers even on bbrt. I'd already been through a couple of profiles and chickened out on few meets and was finding it difficult to find verbal gift givers, most guys were undetectable and looking for the same. It was a Friday night and work had been a bitch that week. I picked up some weed and beers and settled in for a night of cruising for raw cock. I don't know what clicked in my mind that night, whether it was my looming 30th birthday, the shitty week in work or the disappointing sex of late but I knew that night I would finally let my neg hole be flooded with a toxic load. I was getting a nice buzz from the weed and beer and had some filthy porn on in the back round. It was the kind where the guys were all obviously poz and even implied in some scenes that Toxic tops were pozzing neg bottoms without outright saying it, it gave me an idea to take a different approach online. Logging onto BBRT, I edited my profile, taking out any overt references to being a bug chaser and changing my status to "ask me" instead of "don't know, don't care." If tops could stealth then I could be a stealth bottom and steal the strain I craved. Before I saw what I wanted. His profile described a hung top in his 50s, status "poz" not "undetectable" which really got my attention, and seemed to be close by. Perfect! I messaged him and unlocked all my pics. He got back to me straight away, turns out he was a stoner and was at home high and horny too. We got though all the online pleasantries quickly, he could host and was only a short walk from my place, we were sexually compatible and both up for meeting now. Neither of us asked or disclosed our status in the messages. I supposed he assumed I was poz and, like many others on the site, was being discreet. I asked him to unlock his pics, it was a formality on my part I knew I was ready to give up my hole to him from our brief exchange but it would be nice to get a look first. The notification came through and I nearly came there and then. I was greeted by pics of an obviously wasted body and what once would have been a handsome face but was now sunken and had lined cheeks, mouth and eyes that gave him the appearance of cheeky chappy who would rough me up. Hanging between his skin and bone legs was a veiny flaccid monster, there was more meat on his poz cock than any of his other limbs. He didn't have any fully erect pics but I didn't need to see any more. We swapped numbers, he texted his address and we arranged to meet. I hit the shower and while douching had precum dripping from the semi I had since seeing his pics. It was always at this point before where I would text with some lame excuse to cancel and go have a wank thinking about what could have been. This night was different, although my heart was pounding out of my chest it was with pure excitement not anxiety. My cock was hard the whole 15 minute walk to his place, my hole was twitching with anticipation and instead of any conflicted thoughts I was filled with a focused, frenzied desire to take this strangers poz, hopefully unmedicated cum in my neg cunt. I arrived at the address and text to let him know I was outside, minutes later he was opening the door and leading me to his "flat" at the top of the house. It was more of a efficiency, containing little more than a couch facing a TV, a small bed in the corner, and a kitchen alcove, and what at first glance appeared to be a closet was actually an en suite bathroom. As soon as we were in the door we embraced and kissed. He was somewhat shorter than my height, but the kiss we shared ignited something it both of us and we could both tell we were in for a good night. His frail, small body felt so warm in my arms and instantly put me at ease. We moved to the couch were a joint was waiting, from the first kiss we were never not touching one another, a hand on a knee, a stolen kiss, caressing our hard-ons through our jeans. We were obviously from different worlds but had an instant connection. We made some easy small talk and finished the joint while watching some porn which would not be needed to get me going. I moved off the couch onto my knees and unleashed his hard cock from his jeans. The virus might have done a number on his body and his face but his cock was pristine, a good nine inches with a slight upwards curve, a wet purple head covered in the softest foreskin. When I took it in my mouth I could feel the veins pumping, filled with the poison I was here to take home with me. I didn't take long for us to get naked and onto his bed, his skinny smooth body felt amazing on top of my muscled frame. We were wild for each other, I hadn't been this hard since I was a teenager. I knew it wouldn't be long before I had his toxic cum pumping deep in my hole. I lay back and began to finger my hole giving him a little show, the look on his face was priceless. He was the cat who got the cream, I imagined he couldn't believe his luck having a hot young guy ready to be fucked raw. How was he to know I was the one in absolute awe of him and the poz gift he was going to unknowingly give me. Soon I was flipped onto all fours with his tongue in my sweaty hole, I was moaning like a bitch in heat. He pulled me back to him and I kissed him from behind tasting my ass in his mouth. While we were making out he lined up that perfect poz cock with my neg boy pussy. I fell back into doggie style as he pushed into my wet hole. I was in heaven, I finally had a toxic cock inside me. I arched my back and backed up fully onto that monster, wordlessly letting him know there was no need to be gentle and he got the message and went to town on my greedy cunt. We bucked and fucked in perfect unison. I had a raging boner which I never normally had when getting fucked before, I was feeling new levels pleasure in my mind, hole and dick I had never felt before. I begged him to "breed my hole" and "give me his load" and he responded likewise. Amazingly in my state of bug chaser ecstasy I managed not to let out the usual poz buzz words and give away he was knocking me up, I doubt he would have cared at that stage but I wasn't taking any chances he would pull out. I began to feel his cock getting even harder in me and those tell tale pulses, he was about to cum. I started to squeeze my now loosened hole around his beautiful poz prick. I turned my head and met his eyes, gave him a cheeky smile and told him to "give it to me." He didn't need telling twice and started to slam into my neg cunt. I almost couldn't believe it - his more-than-likely toxic poz cum was going to flood my guts! Additionally, for the first time fucking had never before felt so right and free. I reached for my for my fully erect cock and with one stroke let loose the hardest longest orgasm I had ever felt, spurts and spurts of useless neg jizz landing on the bed spread. This set off a chain reaction in my cunt, he seemed to have an equal orgasm to mine. I felt spasm after spasm inside me, the precious gift deposited deep in me that I was going to try and hold onto, hopefully to regift if it took. He pulled out and I turned around to clean off his cock, licking his sweaty balls, taking in the smell of him, moving my tongue up his torso to his lips and fell back onto the bed in a euphoric embrace. We lay there in after glow bliss kissing and caressing each other, running our hands up our spines inducing those after cum shivers I love. I felt reborn anew lying there, a new clarity had come over me, gone was the indecisiveness and the shame. I had made fantasy reality and it was more than I could have imagined. There was no going back. I knew now for certain I was meant to convert, it was my destiny to be free, to be a poz cum dump. The whole hook up had seemed to fly by but I checked my phone and a couple of hours had passed by, we were both spent and called it a night, agreeing to do it again soon. I was overjoyed leaving and now I was grinning like the cat who got the poison cream. I left my unwitting gifter with a passionate kiss on the doorstep and practically skipped home with his dirty load inside my ass. Several weeks later I came down with a nasty flu. I had to take a sick day from work it was so bad. Still being a horny bastard and bored at home I logged into bbrt and saw him online. He must have noticed me online as I got a text message from him looking for a hook up. I told him I was sick and decided to bring up the fact that I was neg, I asked if he thought there might be a change he could have pozzed me. He text back that there could be, he had health complications and wasn't always 100% with his meds, hence his "poz" status on bbrt. He seemed to worry then and responded with apologies, I told him not to worry that it was what I wanted I knew what I was doing. He replied by text that he presumed I was poz because "Poz guys are always amazing in bed." Turns out he was right.

Part 6 A year and a half had already gone by since Cory was turned into my personal whore. And I was getting tired of him. It no longer thrilled me to fuck him, since his asshole barely closed shut anymore. But he still brought in money from his tricks and videos. He was still in demand from the really hardcore men. Men who got off on inflicting real pain. Once I sold him to a sadistic doctor who wanted to castrate him. I finally agreed to letting him take one ball, I wanted my whore to still have at least one left for others to torture. And I demanded to be present, as I not only wanted to witness in person my sons torment, but also to make sure I got it filmed. There would be good money in a video like that. When the time came, Cory was put through the usual things. Whipping, beating, having huge dildos shoved up his hole. Finally, Cory was tied down, high as fuck. The doctor didn't gag him, as he enjoyed the screams. And as I watched, the doctor took a small vise, and put Cory's left testicle in between it. Then he started screwing it down. At first, Cory wasn't very vocal, until he realized what was about to happen. "Oh God," he panted, as the vice was screwed tighter. "Please stop! Don't do this!" He begged. The doctor just laughed, not saying a word. Cory's begging became louder as the vise visibley was squashing his nut. Soon he was just screaming as the doctor twisted more and more. Sweat was pouring off of Cory as his whole body trembled. My cock was rock hard. Finally, with several mighty turns of the screws, Cory let out one final blood curdling scream and passed out as his nut was flattened. The doctor whipped out his cock, and shot a huge load on the passed out boys face. Then he went quickly to work, cutting and sutering, disposing of the mangeled ball. "Pitty you won't let me do both, "said the doc, "but that was well worth it. He'll be fine." He put some smelling salts under Cory's nose to revive him, then I carried my exahusted boy to the car and home. Once there, I wasted no time stripping him and getting my throbbing cock into his gaping cunt. Cory just moaned as I fucked him. I quickly shot my nut, but stayed hard. I continued to fuck him as I watched the video of his ordeal. It was so hot, I almost wished I had let the doctor take both nuts. But that could be for the future, when Cory was totally used up. I figured I had at least one more year with the whore. And maybe I wouldn't sell him. Maybe I'd finish him off myself. I shot another big load into my son as I thought of the twisted, fucked up possibilities. But I decided this was the last night I'd fuck the useless cumdump. But I kept myself entertained. It's easy to find sluts who would do almost anything to get high. I'd lure them to my trailer, get them spun and rape their asses. It kept me entertained for the moment. But I needed a bigger challenge. I was fucking one of these boys, a cute blond street kid who actually claimed to be a virgin. He probably was, the way his ass bled around my cock. As just as I was filling him with a load of toxic cum (yeah, I had converted) someone was pounding on my door. I pulled my cock out of the kid, and told him to stay there. I gave him a pipe to smoke while I went to see who was there. Peeping through the window, I saw it was my ex-wife. "What the fuck does she want?" I wondered as I opened the door, naked, my cock slimy and red. She barely noticed as she barged in. "Look," she started, "I know you don't have to do shit for me, but I'm desperate. I need some shit, and I need it now. If I don't take some back to Snake, he'll beat the shit out me!" I looked her over thinking he already had. She looked like shit, but then she was a bikers whore. Probably had been passed around as much as Cory. "What the fuck do I care? What's in it for me?" I wanted to know. "Money. I've got enough to make it worth your while." I thought for a minute, then decided what the fuck, can always use more money. And she did send our son back to me, I've made a lot off of him. "All right, let me make a call." I called Andre and it was good to go. I locked a collar around the boy in my bedroom so he couldn't leave. I wasn't done with him. I got dressed and my ex and I were going down the road. "Where's that worthless son of ours anyway?" She asked. "Oh, he's not quite so worthless." I laughed. "In fact, he been making some good money for me." "Oh yeah? Doin what" "You'll see." I cackeled. Cory was spending the weekend at Andre's, doin what he did best. Taking cock. I couldn't wait to see her expression when she saw him. Soon we were at the door, knocking. Jamal opened it up a gestured us in. There was Cory, blindfolded, riding a big piece of Mexican dick. He was facing toward us, moaning like a bitch in heat. His mammas jaw dropped when she realized it was her son. He still had his long, black hair, but the rest of him had changed. Since his 18th birthday, he's been pierced and tattood. Faggot was across his chest in big letters, cumdump across his belly, and various others, including on his back. His nipples, and his cock were pierced. His cock very heavily. "Yup, he's a whore just like his mamma." I said. "You are a sick fuck." She said, shaking her head. But she didn't object, probably cause she didn't care. She got her shit that she came for and we sat down on the couch, loading up a pipe. I walked over to Cory, and held it up to his lips so he could take a big hit. Then I took off his blindfold. He was so high, he could barely see straight. He didn't even realize his mamma was on the couch watching him. I pushed him forward so he was on his hands and knees like a dog, and the Mexican stared to plow drive into my sons ass. Cory moaned louder. "Tell daddy what he likes to hear bitch!" I ordered. "Yes daddy," he croaked. "I'm a whore daddy. I'm just a worthless cumdump. I need cock in me all the time. Big, nasty, dirty cock. Fucking me. Using me. I'm a fucking piece of white trash shit for men to abuse." "See? He likes it.' I said. "Holy shit." Said my ex. "You've really fucked him up!" Cory recognized his mother's voice, and noticed her for the first time. "Mamma?" He asked through eyes so glazed over he could barely see. "I'm a whore mamma. I'm a dirty whore." He panted as the mexican unloaded into his guts. His mamma didn't say a word. We just walked out of the apartment as another man slid his cock into the willing boy. Once I got back home, and the ex left, I went back to the boy in the room. I didn't even know his name, like I gave a fuck. He was just some homeless street trash who jumped at the opportunity for a free high. And he was cute. Blond hair, brown eyes, skinny and boyish, just as I liked, and he said he was 18. I decided I was going to keep this one. It was about time I added another whore. Not like he had anywhere else to go. He layed on the bed, his collar still chained, playing with his tiny tina dick. The pipe sat next to him, empty of course. I pulled a point out of my dresser drawer, and his eyes lit up. "Do you want this boy?" I asked. "Yeah." He said, barely able to contain his excitement. "Ok, but you'll have to do whatever I want." "Ok," he replied. He probably thought I had already raped him, what could be worse? He would soon find out. He trembled with excitement as I pushed the needle into his arm, administering a large dose. As he coughed I released his collar. Then the fun began. I backhanded him across the face and sent him sprawling on the floor. He shrieked in fear, and I gave him a hard kick right in the nuts. As he howled in pain in the fetal position, I grabbed my belt and layed into him with all my might. No matter where he moved, there was always something exposed for me to hit. And boy did I. After 20 minutes, he was a sobbing welt covered mess. I grabbed him and threw him face down on the bed. I kicked his legs apart with my knees, exposing his once, virgin hole, and plunged my cock in hard. I fucked him with a fury as he sobbed beneath me, his crying only serving to turn me on more. "You stupid cunt!" I spat. "You WILL do everything I say, or I'll fucking kill you. You're going to be my new whore. I'll use you however I want. You'll be sold to men for their pleasure. And believe me, they have many desires! And don't think I won't. I turned my own son into a drugged addicted, insatiable cock whore, and I'll do the same to you! You fucking trash!" I pounded the kid as hard as I could before I shot a second load deep in his pussy. I pulled out and caught my breath as the boy layed motionless on the bed. At least he stopped crying. I threw him his clothes and told him to get dressed. I loaded a pipe and smoked some while the boy quickly dressed, no doubt in fear of me. I told him to sit, and smoked up more with him. Then I put his collar back on and started to lead him out. "My shoes.." he started to say. I just slapped him hard across the face. "Slaves don't need no fucking shoes. Now shut up!" I said, dragging him to the car. I wished I could take him to the bathhouse, but he had no I.D. and my buddy wasn't working the door tonight. So I took him to the next best place, the park. Once we got there, I gave him one more slam, then headed into the bushes.

Glad u had fun! Hard to understand with an ass as beautiful as yours u do not get all the loads u want...YUM!! I will need to try paddy’s next time in NYC!

Part 3 - Not getting it at home I've found over the years that a lot of guys end up cheating because, for one reason or another, they're not getting it at home. A few months ago I met up with a mid 30s chubby guy I had chatted to online. He told me he wanted me to fuck him but said I would have to use a condom as he had a partner. I really liked him and from his pictures I thought he had a fit body - I especially liked the picture he sent me of his arse so I was happy to meet up with him despite the insistence on a condom. I have also learned that more often than not guys who say they want to use condoms end up going bareback - and sure enough this guy was no exception. He told me he didn't have long as he had to get home to his partner so we kissed, sucked each other and then he bent over and I fucked him from behind. He never mentioned condoms so I fucked him bareback and shot a big load of cum right up him. We arranged to meet again the following week and once again I fucked him bareback and shot a load up him. The next time we met up was on a Saturday morning and he had more time as his partner was at work. We stripped off and sucked each other for a while and then I pushed my tongue up his fit arse and rimmed him. He then knelt up on the bed and I slid my cock up him and fucked him raw, shooting another big load up his unprotected arse. We laid in bed for a while and chatted and he told me that he wasn't getting much sex from his partner and had lately started cheating on him. He said he had fully intended to play safe the first time he hooked up with me but when it came to it he knew he wanted me to fuck him bare and cum in his arse. I've hooked up with him a few times now and each time he's taken my load in his cheating arse. I have to admit I cheated on my long term partner quite a number of times. At first I played safe but after a while I began to fuck bareback when I was cheating. I also had a few horny experiences when both me and the other guy were cheating on our partners. One summer weekend we were invited to a friend's birthday party in the south west of England and we decided to stay for a couple of nights and booked bed and breakfast in a small hotel just on the edge of the town that one of our friends had recommended. It was a nice place and our room was very comfortable. The hotel was run by a gay couple, Tom and Jason, who were both very friendly and welcoming and provided a really good service. Jason was small and dark and Tom was blond, taller and stockier. He was the quieter of the two. On the second night we were staying, my partner and I went out for a meal and walked back to the hotel. It was quite late when we got back but the small hotel bar was still open. I was thirsty and suggested getting a drink in the bar but my partner said he was tired so we agreed that he would go up to bed and I would get myself a drink in the bar. When I went into the bar there was only one couple in there. Tom was serving in the bar and as he got me my drink the other couple finished theirs and left. I got chatting to Tom and found that he was a really nice guy. He offered me another drink and poured himself one. He told me that Jason had gone to bed a few hours ago as he was doing breakfast the following day and had to be up early. As we chatted, Tom told me the hotel was doing well but setting it up and running it was taking up all their time - especially as one of them had to run the bar at night and the other had to be up to do breakfasts in the morning. I said that must be difficult for both of you and Tom nodded and said it didn't leave them much time for each other. "It's difficult," he said and lowering his voice he added "To be honest its been a while since we......you know" We started chatting about our relationships as Tom poured himself another drink and then we moved to a table and soon we were sitting closer to each other. A short time later we were in a little recess area at the back of the bar kissing each other hard. I could feel Tom's hard cock pushing against me and I unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with his smart dark blue designer underpants. As I got down on my knees and took his cock into my mouth he sighed "Oh fuck.....fuck yeah,,,,suck my cock!" I sucked him for a while as he gave little moans of satisfaction and after a while I could tell he was getting close so I stopped sucking him and began to lick his balls. I sucked his cock again for a little while and then motioned to him to turn round. He hesitated "I don't know," he said "I....I've been working all day, I might be a bit......well....er....." I told him I didn't care and slowly he turned round and bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart, pushed my tongue into his arse and began to lick his hole. His hole was a bit funky but I didn't care. He was moaning now as I pushed my tongue right up his hole, getting it as wet as I could. After a while I stood up and Tom pulled my cock towards his arse. "Fuck me," he whispered. He turned his head round and kissed me and then he pulled his pants right down and bent forward. I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and began to push it up his arse. His hole was tight but my cock slid up him quite easily and he gave a little moan. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him. He was moaning softly and playing with his cock as I fucked him from behind. I could tell he was enjoying the fuck every bit as much as I was. "Harder...." he moaned "do it harder." I took hold of his hips and began to really fuck him. After a while I felt myself getting close and I reached round and began to wank him as I fucked him and before long I began to pump a big load of cum into his arse. When I finally stopped cumming I pulled him up and took hold of his cock. After just a few strokes his arse clenched tightly on my cock and he shot his load out in front of him. As he pulled up his pants, Tom kissed me again and then smiled. "I really needed that!" he said A few minutes later we were back in the bar. We finished our drinks and then decided we had better get upstairs to our partners. A few months later I was spending a weekend up in Manchester. I had been working hard and fancied a break but my partner was working so stayed behind in London. I stayed in a hotel not far from the centre of town and the first night I had a really good sleep and woke up feeling refreshed and looking forward to exploring the city. At breakfast I noticed a couple of guys sitting a few tables away who were obviously a couple - one was small and dark haired and the other was Asian. They were both attractive guys. I had not had sex with my partner for a while and I realised I was feeling quite horny..... I had never been to Manchester and I enjoyed exploring the city centre and then headed to the Lowry gallery which I was looking forward to visiting. As I went up the escalator to the gallery, the two guys from breakfast were coming down. They saw me and smiled and I smiled back. When I finished in the gallery it was late afternoon and I decided to explore Canal Street and soon I was enjoying a much needed cold drink in one of the bars. The bar was quite quiet at first and then it got a little busier. After I had been there about half an hour the two guys from the hotel came into the bar. When they saw me they came over and introduced themselves. The dark haired guy was Ian and the Asian guy was called Naz. They asked if they could join me and soon we were sitting together. After we had a couple of drinks together they asked me about my partner and Naz asked if we ever did threesomes. I said no and explained that my partner wasn't up for that. Ian said that he and Naz enjoyed a threesome now and then and asked if I was up for it. Soon we were back at the hotel and I was in their room. It wasn't long before all three of us had our pants down and Ian was sucking my cock as Naz kissed me. They were both really attractive, especially Naz, who had a great body, a really big cock and a fit, hairy arse and I enjoyed every minute of playing with them. We all kissed, sucked and rimmed each other and at one point they were kneeling up on the bed together and I was rimming them - moving from Ian's slim smooth arse to Naz's chunky one. Ian asked me if I wanted to fuck him and, a little to my disappointment, produced a condom, explaining that they always played safe when they had a threesome. I rolled on the condom and pushed my cock up Ian's arse. I enjoyed the fuck and it was not too long before I shot my load into the condom. As I pulled out, Naz took my place and I watched as he pushed his bare cock up Ian's arse and began to fuck him. I always enjoy watching fit guys fuck and the sight of Naz's big bare cock fucking Ian's slim arse really turned me on. Naz was fucking Ian harder now and after a while he shot his load up right up him. When Naz pulled his cock out of Ian's arse I saw some of his cum slide out of Ian's hole. It was all very horny. I had intended visiting the bars in Canal Street again in the evening but in the event I was tired so I had a nice meal in the town centre and headed back to my hotel for an early night. The next morning I went down to breakfast and Naz was sitting at a table on his own. He motioned to me to join him and we had breakfast together. He told me that Ian was meeting friends in town for breakfast and after a while the talk turned to our threesome the day before. I was still feeling really horny and when Naz asked me if I had enjoyed it I told him how much I had enjoyed watching him fuck Ian and said I wished he had fucked me. Naz grinned. "I would love to," he said "but I find it really hard to cum in a condom." He grinned again and said "I've got no problem when I'm not wearing one - I can cum up Ian's arse no bother." I was even more turned on now. "Do you ever fuck anyone else without a condom?" I asked. He looked at me and grinned again. "Only when Ian's not around." A short time later we were in my room and I was sucking Naz's cock. After a while I was kneeling on the bed, lubed and ready as Naz slid his bare cock up my arse and began to fuck me. He was a brilliant fuck - he started off slowly and built up and soon I was enjoying one of the hardest and horniest fucks I had had in a long time as he began to fuck my arse even harder. Soon his breathing was getting heavier and I could tell he was getting close. "I'm gonna cum...." he panted "Can I cum in your arse?" In response I reached round and pulled him hard against me and soon he was pumping me full of cum. I didn't think it could get any better than this but then Naz asked me if I wanted to bareback him and offered me his fit, hairy arse. I fucked him from behind and enjoyed every minute of it. He was quite vocal, telling me how good it felt and how much he liked my bareback cock up his arse. It wasn't too long before I shot what felt like a massive load of cum into him. I went back to my room and had a nice hot shower, then got ready to go out. I was feeling pleasantly relaxed and was enjoying the feeling of a nice big load of cum in my arse as I came out of the hotel and into the sunshine. As I turned the corner I met Ian coming towards the hotel and he stopped and chatted for a while. Fortunately he had no idea that I had just dumped a big load of cum up his boyfriend's unprotected arse. During the last couple of years of our relationship my partner and I started drifting apart and had sex less frequently and I began to fuck more outside the relationship. It was September and we were spending a weekend in Frankfurt. I had not had sex for a while and I was feeling bored and horny. On the Saturday afternoon my partner wanted to go to an exhibition, which he quite often did, and we split up for a couple of hours. I decided to go for a walk through the city and set off in the autumn sunshine. After a short time it got very dull and looked as if it was going to rain. I was only wearing a sweatshirt and jeans and as it began to rain I looked for shelter and saw a coffee shop on the other side of the road. Then I saw a gay sex shop and cinema a little further down the road and decided to take a look in there instead. I browsed round the sex shop for while and debated going through into the cinema. Just then a really fit looking young Turkish guy came into the shop, went to the counter and paid to go into the cinema. I thought why not and soon I was being buzzed through to the cinema. I didn't seriously think I had a chance with the Turkish guy but I was feeling very horny and thought I would just see what happened. It was the usual kind of cinema, with a row of cabins, which I saw had glory holes between them, a big screen and smaller cinema and I had a wander round to check it out. There were a few people cruising, mostly older guys and I didn't see any sign of the Turkish guy. A good looking younger guy in a suit was being fucked bareback at the back of the small cinema and I enjoyed watching that for a while and then I made my way to the cabins. They had all been empty when I passed them earlier but now one of them was occupied. I went into the cubicle next to the occupied one, pulled my trousers and pants down and sat down on the little bench at the back. The cubicle was very clean apart from a condom wrapper and an open sachet of lube under the seat. I saw an eye at the glory hole and I showed my cock. The eye disappeared and I bent forward to look into the next cabin and saw the Turkish guy looking back at me. Nothing happened for a while and I thought he wasn't interested. I was just about to leave when I saw some movement and his cock pushed through the glory hole. I started sucking him and I heard him groan. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled his cock back though the hole. I looked through the hole and the Turkish guy grinned at me. He asked me in German if I liked to fuck and I said yes. He grinned again and motioned to me to turn round. I turned round and showed him my arse and almost immediately his big cock pushed through the hole again. I picked up the sachet of lube, rubbed some on my hole, took hold of his cock and backed my arse on to it. He began to fuck me and I hitched up my sweatshirt and pushed back against his cock. He fucked me really well and I was getting close when he suddenly pulled out. I looked through and he signalled that he wanted to join me. I let him in and soon I was bent over leaning on the bench as he fucked me from behind. As he fucked me a cock came through the hole on the other side and the Turkish guy told me to suck it. I bent forward and took the anonymous cock into my mouth as the Turkish guy continued to fuck me. Then he pulled out and turned me round, indicating the cock that was sticking through the hole. I had no idea who the cock belonged to and none of the guys I had seen in the cinema had looked very attractive but I was too horny to care. I was getting off on the risk and I turned to the side and backed my arse on the cock. I now had no idea who was fucking me and the Turkish guy pushed his cock into my mouth as he watched me being fucked through the glory hole. The guy on the other side started fucking me harder and then he pushed right up me and I could tell he was cumming in my arse. When he pulled his cock back through the hole the Turkish guy turned me round again and pushed his cock up back up my arse. He didn't mess about this time - he slammed his cock up my hole and after just ten or twelve thrusts he pumped my arse full of cum. The Turkish guy disappeared almost immediately, leaving me with my pants down and cum dripping out my arse. A little later, I rejoined my partner, two loads of cum deep in my cheating arse. Part 4 to follow

I love theatre loads! I’ve been taking porn shop cock since my early 20’s. I lived in NYC and was sucking cocks in a booth at a porn shop on 23rd and 6th. It almost always had a ton of action going on. I swallowed a couple of loads when my third cock of the evening showed up. He grabbed the back of my head and made me gag on his dad cock. He told me he wanted to eat my hole. When I stood up he spun me around and pressed me up against the wall. He ran the head of his cock over my hole. I protested that he need a condom if he wanted to fuck me but he started to push the head into my ass. I was afraid to take his raw cock but I relented and let him fuck my cunt. He fucked me like a pent up animal and he nutted in me pretty quickly. I loved feeling like a used cunt and happily cleaned his cock. I spent awhile looking for another cock to shove up my hole but the action was slow. I craved raw cock for days afterward and now I’m a total cumdump pig. I wish I could find him that guy again and thank him and take more of his seed.

We got back to Louis’ place and he threw a pizza in the oven. “Damn that was hot. Did you know that guy was watching us?” Louis asked as he lit up a joint. He took a big hit and passed it to me and I did the same. I laughed and said “Not at all. The first I knew anyone was there was when I heard the twig snap. I don’t know how long he was there, but he sure seemed to like it. We might have to ride back there next weekend and meet up… if you’re up for it.” His eyes were already a little glassy as he took another hit and passed it back to me. “He was pretty cute and had a nice cock from what I could see. Do you think he wants us to fuck him? Or…” Louis said. “Well, we know he saw you get fucked but I think he saw almost all of it. I got the feeling he wants to fuck AND get fucked though” I replied. I wondered if Louis was ready to be taking some random guy’s cock and load. “That would be really crazy fucking with a couple other guys outdoors like that. If you think it’s ok, I’d like to try it” Louis said. There was tinge of uncertainty in his voice that told me he wasn’t fully comfortable with the idea. I didn’t want him to do it because he thought I wanted to, so I let it drop to see if he would bring it up again. We killed off the pizza and we fell asleep on the couch before moving to his bed, the long day of riding, sex, pizza and weed taking their toll. Wednesday I sent Louis a message - “hump day. up for a beer?” A few hours later I got a reply - “yeah, I could use one.” I told him to meet me at Chaps, a well known leather bar in the heart of boystown. He didn’t seem to resist meeting there so I wasn’t sure whether he knew what it was or he didn’t care. I was there at five and already had a couple beers when he walked in. I could see him glancing around. While the bulk of the guys there were wearing just jeans and tees, with the odd leather arm or wristband, a few were wearing the namesake chaps or a harness. I heard my buddy Pat who was sitting next to me at the bar say “Holy fuck, look at that hottie” as Louis walked towards me. “Back off. He’s mine” I replied. I gave Louis a big hug and he realized that almost every eye in the place was glued on him and me. I may have gone overboard as I kept my hands on him all the time. I wanted everyone there to know not to bother hitting on him. I wasn’t being completely selfish, since I had already talked to a few buddies about heading back to my place a little later. Once Louis had a few pints in him I suggested a few of us go to my apartment. My buddy Tom offered his place since it was closer and only a couple blocks away. We finished our beers and Tom, Sean, Louis and I headed to the door. Once we got to Tom’s place, the three of us surrounded Louis and groped him from every direction. His clothes seemed to just disappear. Ours didn’t stay on much longer, either. Louis seemed to be a little confused. While I was giving him a lot of attention, Tim and Sean weren’t pairing up and they were giving Louis just as much attention as I was. Tom and I moved the coffee table out of the way and that left a large area rug in front of the couch to play on. When I turned back Sean had his tongue down Louis’ throat and was squeezing his ass hard. Tom and I went back over and we stood on either side of Sean. Tom worked Louis’ nipples, Sean had his ass and I was alternating between stroking his cock and rubbing my thumb over the leaking head. We were each different beasts. Tom was the tallest by a few inches, with a long blond pony tail that went to the middle of his back. His upper body was smooth but from the waist down he had a nice covering of hair on his ass and legs. Tom was slender and it just seemed to make his 9 inches of cock look even longer. It wasn’t thick, but it felt so good when he got all of it inside. Sean was almost the opposite. The buzzed dark red hair on the top of his head contrasted with the thick, bushy beard on his face. His body was thick, muscled and covered in fur everywhere. Sean’s cock was “Six and thick” as he liked to say. He wasn’t kidding either, it really stretches out a hole. While he was good at opening a guy up to take it, I liked him to be the second, third or fourth guy in me when we fucked. Tonight, it would be Louis experiencing it though. Sean and Louis finally came up for air and all three of us pushed Louis to his knees. I heard him mutter “Oh fuck, as he looked at the trio of dicks in front of his face. He started with mine and sucked for about a minute before Sean guided his mouth over to his cock. Louis struggled to get more than half of it in, trying to open his mouth wide enough. Sean grabbed Louis’ head and shoved in until his face was mashed into his pubes. I knew from experience that Sean had gotten used to teeth scraping on his cock since few guys could open wide enough. When Louis pulled off and gasped for air, Tom took advantage and pushed his cock in next. It took a few seconds but I heard Louis gag as Tom’s shaft pushed into his throat. Tom held him there, letting Louis get used to a cock deeper in his throat than anyone had ever gone. I was surprised how well he did but I wanted him back on my cock too. I cleared my throat with a loud “Ahem” and Louis moved back to my dick. He alternated like this for almost a half hour until my patience wore out and I needed to fuck. Louis was sucking Tom and I kneeled behind him and pushed him forward. Tom moved back and sat down on the couch behind him and Louis never let his cock out of his mouth, moving along with him and I with him.

Getting fucked by guys much older than me drives me wild. I regularly get guys from 60s upwards breeding my ass and given the choice I would always have older over younger. The oldest to breed me was 81. I feel it’s my duty to let old dads and grandads load my ass and it really makes me feel more of a slut not caring how old they are or what they look like.

Similar thing happened to me recently. Was talking to this hot guy who wanted a threesome with another discrete top and started a group conversation. The discrete guy had no picture and told me he knew me from work. Somehow or the other the threesome never happened and he discrete guy hits me up at 3am asking me if I can host. Hubby is sleeping and I explain to him that I am a loud bitch so wont work since he is straight and lives with a girlfriend and cant host himself. He says he will pick me up and we can mess around in his truck. I agree. A few minutes later he is outside my house. I go in and see my medical student who I had supervised a few months ago. Handsome as hell. White guy from Bosnia. Dark haired and hairy chest. 6'6". Big beefy guy. Dressed in sweatpants and a dirty white wifebeater with running shoes. I get into his truck. My heart is racing since I've never hooked up with someone I was supervising before. He gets in. I can smell his ripe armpits from across the seat. He laughs and says, "I've been stalking you and thinking of a way to fuck your ass for three months now." I smiled back and asked him what he wants. He starts the truck and starts driving. I bend down and pull out his hard 9" thick dick and start to blow him. His thick bush pungent in my nostrils as he pushes my head down on his huge cock and I try my best not to choke and gag. After a few minutes the truck stops and he turns it off. I still stay down. He pulls my head up. We are by the lake in a small park close to my home. Large parking area. There are some other cars parked with mostly straight couples fucking and some random teenagers hanging around. He gets out of the car and makes me follow him. He walk to a deserted park of the park on a bench. He aggressively pulls my shirt off and I pull my pants down. I lay down on the bench on my back and he starts to eat me out. It feels amazing but I am nervous since I've come to this park often and we are basically in an open area with literally no trees and some lights around. I can see the other cars and people in the distance which means they cant see us as well. I figure he doesnt care. He pulls out his dick from his track pants. At this point he is fully clothed and I am stark naked. He pushed his thick cock into me. He starts to fuck me aggressively and Jackhammers me basically. It hurts like hell for the first five minutes and then the pain turns into complete pleasure as my sphincter is destroyed and the only sensation I have is his length and girth inside me rubbing my prostrate and rearranging my internal organs. I tell him I am close and he orders me, "Cum for me". I do as he commands. My ass spasms and squeezes tight around his cock as I cum and I see his eyes roll back as he starts to thrust deeper and more forcefully than before and empty his balls into me. He cums for about 8 long thrusts and then throws himself onto my body with his cock still inside me. His wifebeater is wet with sweat as is his face and arms. He kisses me aggressively for a few minutes for the first time since we have met and I start to feel his dick swell up again inside me. He starts to slowly fuck me again. this time holding my face and kissing me. It is less aggressive and more intimate. I run my hands through his thick dark hair as he pumps away at my hole. His tongue is still down my throat. A few minutes later I note that he starts to speed up and I know he is getting close. Thrusts get deeper and I claw my fingernails into his hairy shoulders. He stops kissing me and lets out a loud groan and starts to cum again inside me. He pulls out and starts looking for my clothes as I lay there still weak from the fucking. He helps me put on my clothes. I see the other people in the distance not phased by us even though I am pretty sure they could see everything. We walk back to the truck and he drops me off home.

Had quite an enjoyable and unusual Friday night a couple of weeks ago. Lately I’ve been texting and talking with this Dom top that I met through Breeding Zone. He’s expressed his interest in using me and training me to be his sub. Told me that he wants to own me and control me sexually. Although I love being a cumdump whore, the whole Dom/sub relationship hasn’t been of huge interest to me. However I’m definitely willing to explore! For this Friday, he proposed that I’d be a birthday gift for his roommate. I was definitely down for that and we started to make plans. He wanted it to be a complete surprise for his roommate. The roommate was told that I’d be arriving at 7 to meet up with my Dom. When I arrived, The roommate said that he was surprised that my dumb wanted to meet me this early as he wouldn’t be home for another couple of hours. I expressed surprise at this and asked if it was OK if I hung out until he arrived. The roommate said “sure that would be fine”. Next I asked to use the bathroom stating that I just come from the gym where I drank lots of water. In the bathroom, I quickly changed into my outfit; top hat, bowtie, and matching jockstrap. I then went out into the living room and said “surprise happy birthday” to the roommate. He was completely shocked and said that “son of a bitch” and immediately sent my Dom a text. I told him I was here to pleasure him on his birthday. He then took out his dick and said “go to it!”. I got down on my knees in front of the chair that he was sitting on taking his semi erect cock into my mouth. I gave him head as deep in my mouth as I could knowing that when I was pleasing him I would also be pleasing my Dom. He stroked my hair and told me what a great birthday present I was as he got hard in my mouth. He told me to get into the bedroom where I continued to suck him positioned between his legs. When he was rockhard, he pushed me onto my back lining up his dick with my hole. As he entered me I knew my Dom would be pleased. The roommate thrust into me hard and proceeded to take his birthday gift. While he continued thrusting into me,He pushed back and sideways on my legs so that my hole was completely accessible to him. He didn’t last long and with one final thrust spurted his load deep into me. Afterwords we cuddled and talked for a while about how I had met my Dom and his birthday present had been arranged. When my Dom arrived home, he wanted to know all of the details from both of us. He got so excited that he quickly took me to his bedroom where he took out his rigid cock and began to shove it in my mouth forcing me to Deep Throat it. As I choked and gagged on his cock, he pulled it out for a short time allowing me to breathe, slapped me across the face and told me that I was a good bitch and had passed the first test. He then shoved his dick back down my throat as I choked and gagged some more. When he was ready to come, he pulled out of my mouth and slammed it right into my hole depositing it deep into my ass. As soon as he was done, he told me to get out as my job was done. I stumbled out of the house disheveled and bewildered; yet very turned on.

That was definitely worth the wait bro! I look forward to part 3 with the enthusiasm of a fanboy waiting for Avengers Endgame. Well done!

I plan on attending Pig Week this year and with 8 months left to plan i think we can set this up... Would like to get a carrovan together for the east coast Pigs in New York and Washington will begin the journey stopping in major citirs on the drive down. I'm thinking New York, Washington, Raleigh/Durhzm or Charlotte. Atlanta, Orlando, Jacksonville and obviously ending in Ft Lauderdale.... but the stops are up for duscussion. Guys that plan on driving and have room for passengers can sign up their vehicles, perhaps some groups can collectively rent vans or busses... pigs who sign up can split costs and assemble in the designated cities to join the motorcade thus allowing some guys who otherwise wouldn't be able to attend an opportunity to fly their freak flags with the rest of us. Idealy some extra room would be left in the larger vehicles for those who need to sleep, or, with busses full of pigs anticipating debauchery it's likely more than a few dicks will get wet and holes will be filled while we hurl ourselves toward swine mecca... I think we'd all appreciate a chance to trade out overpriced airline seats and disappointingly un-cruisy airports for a cheap road trip sorrounded by our brethren; and when you throw in a few truck stops and rest areas i can't be the only one half chubbed at the prospect of arriving at the event with a few freshly produced pics and vids on our phones to advertise ourselves and the with... And if ypu so chose, any man with a van and a plan could get creative. Only transport tops and raffle off a chance to be the lucky bottom filling the gas tank in exchange for getting ridden on the next leg of the ride... or perhaps the leather pigs engagd in boy exchsnges at designated stops. These are just thoughts but the point is with a little planning we could diversify attendance, create an opportunity to enter the event wih more friends, wingmen or fuck goals, and all save some funds for more fun whdn we arrive. If all this doesn't entice you, i will leave you with one final thought... imagine the aroma of a buss full of sweaty, hormone pumped, jizz soaked and popper toting leather daddies, cumdumps and nasty pigs packed into a recirculating air system and waiting to see who's exhaust and gets raped, i mean passes out... first on the ride back north. If properly executed. The commute could be a mini event of its own. Thoughts? Comments? Pics of you banging in your back seat? Feel free to expand and troubleshoot...

In a room at a cruise club I had just finished an extended but ultimately unsatisfying fuck (Asian guy had insisted on a condom, I’d fucked him till he was sore but I hadn’t cum). The other guy had cleaned up and slipped out and I was just starting to exit the room when I noticed a cute young guy with black hair eyeing me so I stain the doorway and cruised him back. He could see my still hard cock pressing against my pants and came closer and reached over for a feel. To seal the deal I slipped my cock out and one he’d seen its size and felt its hardness he squeezed past me, bent over the bed and dropped his trousers. He was a cute young guy with a firm bubble butt and smooth olive skin - and a cute asshole. I wasn’t wasting time and shut the door and positioned my cock for entry. It felt good to enter him raw after the frustration of the previous guy who had insisted on a rubber. He never spoke but after screwing for a while he reached back held my cock and repositioned it at the opening to his asshole and I’d re-enter and we’d be off again. This happened several times while he’d also be sniffing poppers. I had to try to guess what he wanted but eventually I think I worked it out. Left to my own devices I was going fast and deep and I know some guys, especially youngsters, find it hard to take my fairly wide girth at the base of my cock (although most experienced guys of course love it!). I think he preferred slower, not all the way in, and concentrating on repeating entry. I was happy to oblige and it was hot screwing this cute young guy who was obviously enjoying every minute. It was my 4th fuck of the evening and I was honoured to deposit my load deep within him.

Happened to me on Friday night after a rough fuck session we hosted, saw some pink cum flowing out my pussy the next day I was put in position with the fuck machine for a couple of hours for training ?

Honestly when I fuck and fist, my main point is to turn my bottom into a loose bucked cunt that can take my thick dick and fist. Usually before a session I will tell my bottoms to wear a large buttplug so that their holes are already open. I can just pull out the plug and slid my cock in balls deep. a boy that would be sleeping with a plug would be ready 24/7 hehe

G.I. Joe and Oasis in the village are the most popular. I’ve had fun at both. Oasis is a bit more laidback. G.I. Joe has multiple floors, which is fun when busy. There’s also Colonial baths, which are basically vintage at this point. I’ve never been so I can’t speak to it. Same with Sauna St-Hubert, which is further North.

4. “I’m going to keep you my horny little cock slut till you cant take it any longer. How does that sound boy?” “Thank you, Sir.” My cock throbbed against the cage but more importantly my hole pulsed around the plug still lodged deep inside of me. “Good boy. I’ve got a long night of pussy wrecking planned for you.” He grabbed me hard behind my head and drew me close to him. Roughly he stuffed his tongue in my mouth again, biting at my lip. He held me by my hair, tight against him. He bit my ear lightly and said “Go get on the bed with that cunt in the air. I’m ready to breed my pussy again.” I basically ran to the bedroom and leapt onto his bed. Sir followed slowly his cock swinging in front of him. I stuck my ass in the air and grabbed onto both cheeks the plug sticking straight up in the air. Sir grabbed the plug and slowly started to pull. As he did I felt my ass lips being pulled open. It took a long moment for my hole to open wide enough to let the plug base out. I gasped when it did and pushed back on it. Sir pushed the plug back into making me groan. He did it again, and again. Slowly working up to fucking me with the plug base. It snapped in and out of my hole and I pushed back against it till my hole barely closed around the plug each time. Finally, Sir tore the plug from me completely with a wet sound, my face was buried in the mattress after the plug fucking and I only heard him spit and then felt his cock head dive into my ruined hole. He slammed all the way in with one stroke. I grunted but my hole was so open I felt nothing but pleasure. I reached back behind me and held my hole open for him. “Damn this pussy has loosened up better than I thought,” Sir said as he pulled his cock completely out of me and then slammed back in. “You’ll be taking my fist in your cunt in no time boy. You’re rings already starting to look nice and blown out.” I felt something else slide into my hole and realized he had stiffed two fingers into my hole next to his cock. He was fingering me and fucking me and I could take it no problem. My hole, I now came to understand, had always been meant to be fucked, I had just been doing it wrong. Sir pummeled my hole. He pounded me harder and harder, getting his cock as deep as it would go. At some point I he worked two more fingers into me. When his breathing finally started to change and I knew he was getting close he had three fingers in my hole next to his cock and he had flipped me on my back. As Sir’s pace began to change I started to understand why Sir called my hole a pussy and a cunt. That was how I felt, a loose hole made for cock. My cunt felt so good stretched around Sirs cock. This was who I was supposed to be. Just then Sir slammed his cock as deep as it would go and pulled his fingers from my cunt. His cock throbbed deep inside of me as he deposited his seed. Sir put the slick fingers that had just been in my hole next to my lips and without being told to I opened up and licked the cum and ass juice off of them greedily. Sir smiled at me, his forehead slick with sweat. Once his cock had softened he pulled out of me. “Stay right there,” he said. He opened the same draw he had when he pulled me the first time and pulled out a bigger plug. He lugged a big glob of spit onto its head and rubbed it on my gaping pussy. It popped in easily, and I smiled. “Good boy. You’ve passed the first tests with flying colors.” “Thank you, Sir!” “Now, let’s see how well you do with the rest of the night. Are you ready for the next test boy?” “Yes, Sir!” “Good, get dressed. You’re going to visit a friend of mine.”

Having a good close buddy that gets along with the wife and doesn't raise suspicion but secretly uses your ass to get off is rather hot!

Abolene creme. It is a lighter version of Vaseline

Part 3: HAL HAS HIS WAY Jared’s phone vibrated as he walked up to Hal’s door. Another call from Ryan. He ignored it. He definitely didn’t want to talk to his friend right now… he wasn’t even sure if he still wanted to be friends. How could he be around someone who had rejected him completely, betrayed him even, like Ryan had? The truth was he didn’t feel much like socialising at all right now. Even with Hal who been so sweet last night. He HAD tried to cancel, but Hal had sounded so disappointed on the phone… so here he was. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door opened and the first thing he saw was the smile. Definitely the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. And… he was suddenly glad he hadn’t cancelled. “Hey. I’m so glad you made it.” Hal said, ushering him in. He was wearing blue jeans that just seemed to magically rest on his hips and a black button up shirt that fit his body like a glove. The sleeves were rolled up about halfway up the forearm and the top button had come undone allowing a glimpse, just a tantalising glimpse, at that amazing chest. Hal pulled him into a warm hug and kissed him on the forehead. “Dinner will be ready in 10 or 15 minutes. Come into the kitchen with me.” Jared followed and watched, amazed, as Hal moved expertly around the kitchen. It felt so normal, like a real date. The kind that almost everyone he knew from Church and school had been going on for years. Not him though. Ryan had been the only other gay guy he had known about.. and Ryan, of course, had no interest in dating him. No. He wouldn’t think about Ryan. Not tonight. This beautiful man was being so kind, so amazing, to him. Tonight was about Hal. No one else. “Mind setting the table?” Hal smiled again. “Plates are in that cupboard and silverware is there.” Keep smiling like that to me and I will do anything for you, Jared thought to himself. The whole time they chatted easily, almost effortlessly, and Jared let himself relax. As they sat down to dinner, however, Hal pulled out a bottle and set it on the table. Damn, Jared thought. Wine. Alcohol. “I… um… don’t drink. I’m Mormon.” “Really? That’s too bad. I picked this up especially for you.” Hal seemed to think for a split second, then smiled again. That warm and disarming smile. “I know a little about Mormons. I don’t think they like gay guys that much do they?” “No. I guess not.” “So, you told me yesterday that you want to have sex with a guy someday. If you are willing to do that then surely a little wine can’t be THAT terrible, can it?” Jared had heard the argument before. But when Hal said it — with his beautiful, kind smile — it just made sense to him. And he really didn’t want to seem too awkward to his new friend. “I guess not.” Hal poured half a glass and handed it to him. “Just try a little, if you don’t like it we’ll find something else for you.” Jared nodded. “Cool. A toast then.” Hal poured himself a glass as well and raised it. “To the cutest guy in town.” Jared blushed. Could Hal really like him? Really? His hand trembled a bit as he brought the glass to his lips. This was a line he thought he would never cross, a rule he would never break. But he allowed a little of the wine to flow into his mouth. And he wanted to gag. People actually liked this stuff? Ugh. “You ok?” Hal asked. “Um. Yeah. Just didn’t taste like I thought it would. It’s good.” Jared lied. If dinner had smelled good, it tasted even better. Jared even managed to drink his wine. Although his stomach had almost turned when Hal poured him a second glass of the horrible stuff. It was his own fault, he told himself, he was the one who had lied. God was clearly punishing him for that lie. They cleared the table and did dishes together, their bodies close together over the sink. Jared could picture them doing this together for the rest of their lives. He tried to shake himself out of it — it was too early for such thoughts — but it seemed so real to him. And he liked the thought… maybe he could pretend. Just for tonight. He was almost disappointed when the dishes were done. “Why don’t you have a seat on the sofa and I’ll get us something to drink.” Jared found his way to the living room and took a seat. He felt a little flushed and light headed. So this is what drunk felt like. Didn’t feel so bad so far. Soft music started playing and he turned around to see Hal putting a remote down. He didn’t realise, of course, that the remote had also turned on the video cameras around the room. Hal handed him what looked like orange juice. “Try this, I think you’ll like it more than the wine.” Jared took a sip and smiled. He could taste the bitter undertone of some kind of alcohol but the orange juice made the drink very palatable. This was more like it. He took a big drink, almost emptying the glass. Hal sat down close to him on the sofa and put his arm around him. Jared rested against the beautiful man’s chest. Oh! This was amazing. Between the music, the alcohol, and Hal’s warm and fit body — well, it was all just so… perfect. Fingers rested on his chin, lifting his face up. Hal’s lips met his and they kissed. Hal’s tongue slipped, teasingly, into his mouth. A little moan escaped Jared’s lips. “You are so amazing.” Hal whispered. “You are so special.” Hal’s hand rested on his back, holding their bodies close. Jared didn’t think his cock had ever been so hard. He tried not to look but Hal’s cock was obviously hard as well. Hal raised Jared’s hand and placed it on his pec. The twink couldn’t believe how excited it made him feel. He was sweating just a little. Their lips met again; Hal’s hand slowly slid down his back. So slowly it was almost unnoticeable. But Jared noticed. Should I stop it? He asked himself. I don’t want to let things get out of hand. He was saving himself for the guy he would spend the rest of his life with. But, right now, it just felt so good. Hal felt so good. Maybe, this is the man he would be with forever? “You are so beautiful, Jared. I think I may love you already.” Jared swooned. Could it be true? It must be… why would Hal say it otherwise? His doubts slipped away and he said a little silent prayer to Heavenly Father to thank him. Hal’s fingers slipped into the waist band of his jeans. Grazing his butt. Jared shivered at the gentle caress of fingers on a part of him that had never been touched this way before. He let his own hand drift down. From Hal’s chest, down his abs, to rest over the straining bulge in the virile man’s jeans. He could feel the warm throbbing flesh through the denim. He didn’t realise his fingers were moving in sync with Hal’s fingers on his butt. “Take it out.” Hal whispered. Jared’s fingers were shaking as he fumbled with the button and zipper. A still, small voice in his head said to slow down. Stop. But he didn’t slow down. He didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. The shaft rose to freedom as the containing zipper was pulled away. Jared had gotten a bit of a look in the sauna but now… now his fingers wrapped eagerly around it. The first cock he had ever touched besides his own but his hand instinctively started stroking. Then… Gasp! Hal’s fingers slipped into his crack and touched him… down there. In that most sensitive spot. He hadn’t even noticed own belt and jeans being unfastened. A fluid, white or perhaps slightly yellow, dripped from the hard cock in his hand. He had heard of pre-cum, even if didn’t produce much himself, but it didn’t look quite like he expected. Still, what else could it be? Hal broke their kiss and put his hand on the back of Jared’s head. “Taste it.” It wasn’t a request but Jared didn’t mind. He liked when Hal was assertive, in control. He felt no need to worry or resist. Just relax and go with the flow. And so he allowed the hand on the back of his head guide him to lean over Hal’s lap. Until he faced the big cock. The strange fluid dripping down the shaft. He parted his lips and cock became the first ever to enter his mouth. New smells, tastes, sensations filled him. He needed more. His mouth began working up and down the solid pillar. “Teeth.” Hal hissed. He did his best to keep his teeth off the cock. A cock that seemed even thicker in his mouth that it had in his hand. But he was doing it! He was a cocksucker now… and he felt, strangely, proud of that. He couldn’t see Hal lean back and give a thumbs up to the camera or point to his ass… mouthing “Next!” with an evil smile. He could only feel as Hal’s fingers again caressed his butt, his crack, his sphincter. Gently circling. Feeling like it would push through only to dance away. It was driving him crazy. He wanted to beg Hal to do it… but he couldn’t talk with him mouth so full. Jared wasn’t sure how long he sucked the dick. But his lips, his tongue, his mouth were all coated with the dripping fluid he assumed was pre-cum. A fair amount had even worked it’s way down his throat even though there was no way he could go far enough on the cock for it to even approach his throat. Finally, Hal gently lifted his head off his cock. “Let’s go lay down.” This was it. Jared knew it was the moment. He was going to surrender his virginity to this man. But it was ok. They loved each other. This was the man he was going to be with forever. Hal helped him to stand. Jared’s jeans and underwear fell to the floor. His shirt followed. He was completely naked while Hal was still dressed, albeit with his cock still out of his jeans. Hal took his hand and led him to the bedroom. The music was playing in here as well. And, unbeknownst to Jared, Hal turned off the living room cameras and turned on the bedroom ones. Their lips met again while Hal gently laid Jared on the bed and laid atop him. Grinding their crotches together. It felt good. So good. But Jared was ready now. Ready for the next step. Ready to surrender his most precious gift to the man he felt he now loved. “Please, Hal. Please make love to me.” “Say it again. Say it louder.” “Please make love to me.” “It’s going to hurt. The first time. But I will be as gentle as i can.” Hal smiled one of his warm smiles. He was lying, of course, he was going to rough up this hole good. All the better to “impregnate” the bitch… but this naive slut-to-be didn’t need know that. He rolled Jared over. He kissed the twink’s body and moved slowly down. His lips kissing, teasing, his prey’s neck. His shoulders. Back. Butt. Then, ever so gently (so as not to spook the bitch), the warm hole. Like any good bottom, touched for the first time, a quake of pleasure ran through Jared’s whole body. The tongue on his hole was so unexpected… but felt sooooo good. The fingers that followed, that slowly pried his hole open, didn’t feel as good. But he understood he needed to be opened a bit for the big dick that was about to enter him. Claim him. Hal lifted Jared so he was on elbows and knees with his face flat to the bed. Hal’s fingers spread lube on his hole. Almost time. Jared watched as Hal lubed his cock… “Wait… aren’t you going to use a condom?” Jared turned to face the man he was giving himself to. “Why? You don’t have anything I should worry about, do you?” “No, no… I don’t have anything.” “Good. This is our first time. I want this to be special. The first time of many. I want to feel myself inside you. You trust me, don’t you?” Jared knew he should say no. Insist on a condom. But he was so horny, so relaxed from the alcohol. He just couldn’t bring himself to argue. “I trust you.” He returned to the pose Hal wanted him in. The cock slipped up his crack. And down. Back and forth. Teasing his hole. One of Hal’s hands on his hip, holding him tight. Pressure. This was it. It was time to… The sound that burst out of Jared was primal. Barely human. Hal’s second hand wrapped around his mouth, muffling the cry. Every muscle in his body wanted to move. Get away from the pain. But Hal held him tight. “Shhhh, baby. It’s ok. Just relax. You are going to love this. I promise. This is something that will be with you for the rest of your life.” Jared did his best, but his body kept trying to move despite his best efforts. Hal’s firm control succeeded in holding him in place, however, as the cock slid slowly deeper and deeper. He didn’t know how long it took, but he was startled when he felt Hal’s thighs resting against his butt. His lover’s cock was all the way in. Balls deep. He had surrendered himself completely. Hal’s cock pulled back. And thrust in again. And again. And again. It still hurt, more than any other pain Jared could remember, but at the same time it felt… good? Natural? Right? Like he was complete in a way he had never felt before. He didn’t notice as his body began thrusting back. Begging without words for Hal to fill his hole with cock. To make him whole. “Your hole is so tight. You feel so good.” Hal said. Strangely loudly as if for someone else to hear. “How do you feel?” “I feel… amazing!” “You like that big cock, then? You like it fucking your boy pussy?” Hal sounded less gentle, less loving now. The wording threw Jared a little. It seemed so raunchy. So coarse. But it was true. And he liked it. He liked Hal talking to him this way. “Yes, I love you fucking me.” “Good boy. I’m getting close. You ready? You want it?” “Yes… please. Cum in me.” Hal smiled in triumph. He thrust again. Hard. Driving the breath out of Jared’s lungs. Again. And again. And… His body shook as his balls drew up and fired his deadly load into the no-longer virgin hole. He shifted forward, his body pressing Jared flat into the bed, his cock still buried deep. Keeping his cum inside to do it’s job. Jared wanted to stoke his own cock but it was trapped beneath his own body. He thought Hal would pull out after a moment… but was amazed that the cock inside him stayed mostly hard. He tried to catch his breath but it was hard with Hal’s weight on him. Slowly Hal began moving again. Thrusting again. Fucking him again. Even harder than the first time. “Who’s my little bitch?” Hal hissed. “I am. I’m your bitch.” “Fuck yeah!” Hal lasted longer the second time. Thrusting hard. Merciless. All the while whispering nasty things in Jared’ ear. But eventually, he came again. When he finally rolled off and lay next to Jared, the twink’s hole was aching. But he was still so horny. Jared reached to stoke his own cock. He needed to burst. But Hal pulled him in close and began kissing him again. Jared found himself in another position where he couldn’t reach his cock. Jared thought they would fall asleep, spend the night together. After awhile however, of holding each other and kissing, Hal rolled off the bed. “That was amazing.” The taller man said. “You are amazing.” Jared smiled and blushed. “You too. I’m so glad you were my first.” He wanted to, finally, stroke his own cock.. .which was jutting up from his crotch demanding attention. But it felt awkward now that Hal was standing. “I’m glad too, I had a really good time… but I have to go out of town for work tomorrow. Best call it a night.” “Oh. Ok.” Jared stood up, confused, and followed Hal out to the living room. He found his discarded clothes and dressed. “Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?” “No, you were great. If I didn’t have such a crazy day tomorrow I would definitely have you stay over. We will do this again when I’m back, ok?” There was something… off-putting… about the way that Hal was speaking. Distant. Less affectionate. Jared didn’t know what to say, or what to think, so he let Hal usher him out the door. Hal couldn’t help but laughing after he kicked the twink out. That had gone even better than he expected. But it had taken longer than expected as well. It was already midnight. He had promised his subscribers some footage by 11. He did some quick editing and put a short teaser video out of some of the key moments of Jared’s seduction. “As promised, there is one less virgin — Mormon no less — and one new boipussy-in-the-making tonight. Here are some key scenes. Just a preview tonight.. more coming in the morning." It didn’t take long for his subscribers to start commenting. “More!” “I hope you pozzed him up good.” “I thought he would balk when he saw your gono dick. Don’t think the bitch knew what he was looking at. lol.” “You going to breed him again? I think he’s in love with you.” Hal leaned back in his chair. He would definitely fuck the boi again. He wanted to make sure the boi got his gift…. but that gonorrhoea would show up in a week or two. And the bitch was going to freak out. Still he had time to fuck him, and fuck with his head, one more time before he dumped the stupid fucker. NEXT: RYAN GETS MORE, JARED GETS DESPERATE

Dad’s Basement Part Eleven “Be ready for what, Son” “Anything Garrett” I mumbled in my sleep. “Anything?” “Garrett said anything” “Morning” “Dad” I said jumping up in bed. He was kneeling next to my bed, fully dressed for work, grinning ear to ear. It was morning, almost seven. “Son, any plans today?” he asked. “Well…..” “Ten a.m. Garrett is picking you up.” “You know” He lifted his phone, showing me the text messages from Garrett. Fuck, why was he being sneaky last night. “Garrett felt guilty trying to sneak you out to his favorite book store so he text me this morning for permission” Dad said, standing up. “Shit” I said, “Can I go Dad?” “Have fun Squirt, just tell me all the whorey details” he said laughing, “Whoery details, get it Son…I crack me up” he added as he left my room. “Corny Dad, Fucking Corny” I yelled at him. I got up, scratched my naked ass and headed to the kitchen. I needed food then get ready for Garrett to arrive. Won’t be too long before he gets here, time flies you know. I was right Garrett arrived at a quarter to ten. He honked over and over, until i came out to his truck. As I got in, he was shacking his head no, repeating the same line over and over: “Not going to do” “What?” I asked. “Your clothes, they won’t cut it. Easy access is the key” he said turning off his truck, “Come on” Off we went to back into the house, straight to my room. “Let me show you, First, just sneakers, loosely tied, no socks, easier to kick on and off. Short shorts, no buttons, drop and go, and forget underwear, fuck no jockstrap either. and a skimpy tank. The less amount to deal with the better the slut.” he said. I stripped and changed into something similar. Then looked him straight in the eye and said: “Where do you stick your poppers, smart ass? Up your ass?” Without saying a word, he pulled on a chain hanging around his neck, tucked neatly inside his tank was a bottle of poppers, lid attached to the chain. “Pro whore” he said pointing to his chest, “Novice” pointing to me. A grin came over his face and he busted up laughing. “Got you one in the truck. Guy who owns the place knows you are coming so it’s cool. Don’t get all scared, just be cool. Skin is here to show you the way” He said as he grabbed his cock through his shorts. We got back in the truck and left, I had so many questions but just wanted to be cool and not look like an idiot in front of Garrett. It was about a half hour drive to the bookstore. It was just a plain looking building, if it didn't have a sign that said 18 and over on the door, you wouldn’t know it was a bookstore at all. “Get’s busy about noon, so I have time to teach you a few things” We got out and went inside. The clerk smiled when he saw Garrett, they talked shit as I stood there, quickly looking around, There were shelves after shelves of DVD,s fake cocks in packages, and toys I didn’t even know existed. Garrett grabbed my hand, pulling me towards a door near the back corner. I head a buzzer and we entered. It was dark, smelled of cum, piss, and body odor. There was a sign that pointed the way to the Main Theatre and another that pointed the way to Booths. Across from that was a case hanging on the wall with DVD covers in them. A mixture of gay and straight porn. “These show on channels on the TV’s in the booths” Garrett said, “let me show you” We walked around and he showed me the area of the booths, there were a couple of doors closed with lights on above. Occupied - he mouthed silently. I didn’t see any other men in this area. He pulled me into a booth and shut the door. “Okay, some men come to jack to porn only, mostly straight men - shooting their loads on the floor wasting it - but you can come in scoop it up and shove it up your hole. Almost as good as being fucked” he said. “Some guys only want blow jobs, cuz their wives don't suck, some just like the glory hole blow jobs, some you can join in the booth - but always swallow their loads, makes them shoot bigger.” “And some want to fuck a hot ass, avoid the chicken shits that use condoms, which is 1 in a million of the men that come in here” “If they want to play, they leave the door open, giving the rest a show” he said, “I ask you want heads or tails” “You don’t need a lesson on the glory holes, so let’s go to the Main Theatre” We headed off to the theatre, just as a door opened and a older man walked out, adjusting his fly. He headed to the exit and left. I went to his booth and looked at the floor, there was a big puddle of cum in the middle, just sitting there. I stepped in, making sure I didn't step in it, pulled down the back of my shorts, exposing my ass and hole, scooped up the cum and pushed it in deep using my fingers. I looked up to see Garrett watching me from the door way. “So fucking hot, Boy” he said. I looked down at his shorts and he was hard, Skin made a nice bulge in his short. I pulled up my short and followed him to the Main Theatre. I was just like a normal theatre, only smaller, and was playing porn, damn straight porn. There was a gap between the entrance and the back row of seats. With a slightly higher than the waist wall against the back row. “In here, you can suck cock mostly, straight men will gather around you and you have a big ole suck fest. Not much fucking goes on in this big room, but I have been in some just like this in other cities and everything goes in it.” “Let’s go back to the booths and find some cock, Boy” Over a short span of time, men started to trickle into the booth area. I watch this one man, tall, handsome with a beard, dressed in business attire head into a booth. He stared at me, rubbing the front of his slacks. Quickly he jerked his head for me to come over. I went right to him, and entered his booth. The door quickly shot and locked. “Dropped your short young man, let me see that ass” I did, turned and bent over slightly, giving him more access to my ass. There was a glory hole in front of me and I looked through to see Garrett on his knees sucking a Latino man’s uncut cock. He winked when he saw me. I heard the man unzip his fly. I knew he was getting his cock out. He spit in in hand and massaged it into my hole. His cock pushed against my hole hard, I took a deep breathe and it popped in. He drove it deep in me. I moaned letting Garrett know I was getting fucked. Thought the glory hole, Garrett had taken the uncut cock out of his mouth and silently said “That’s my boy” The business man had grabbed my hips and was thrusting harder and harder into my ass, grunting the whole time. Each grunt got louder and louder. His dress pants rubbed against my exposed ass. “Sounds like someones getting fucked” was yelled out side the booth. “Hot fucking boy ass” grunted the business man to those out side. “Fucking breeding him now” he yelled as he slammed his cock deep into my hole. I had to brace myself against the wall to keep from being pushed over. He quickly pulled out and produced a hankie from his pocket, wiping his cock. It was the first time I saw it. It was average length and girth, cut, but effective. Tucking it back in and zipping up, he put his hand on my back. “Thanks, Son, oh stay just like that.” with that he unlocked the door and left leaving it wide open. I could see men passing by looking. A guy in blue pants and stripped shirt entered next. He wasn’t a business man, he looked more like a wrecker driver. I could smell the cigarette on his breath, it was that strong. “Looking for some dick, boy?” he asked “Fuck me like a bitch” I replied, not sure where that came from. No other words were spoken. I pulled the chain for my poppers and took a deep hit. At the same time he had unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was hard and dripping already. It was not as big as the last one but I didn't care. He aimed his cock and roughly stabbed it inside me. I opened up. He grabbed my hips and started pumping his cock in and out. A couple of times he came out only to shove it back in. Within about three minutes he was grunting, shooting his load into me. Quick trigger I thought. He quickly pulled out, unlocked the door and ran, I don’t think he had his cock away before he was out the door. I looked through the glory hole and Garrett was gone and the booth was empty. “You need a real man to fuck your hole boy” said a man behind me entering my booth. He was behind me, holding my head with one hand, keeping me from turning around, while the other closed and locked the door. “Eyes front fucker” he ordered. I could hear him undoing his pants and them dropping to the floor. His fingers explored my crack, moving up and down. Finally he stopped at my hole, shoving his finger in deep. I yelped quietly. My eyes on the glory hole and the empty booth next door. Without a word, he pressed his cock against my hole and shoved it in, lubed with the two men’s cum before him, it drove in balls deep. This fucker was thick. He continued to press against me. Grabbing my hips, he pulled his cock out and rammed it back in. I knew this wasn't going to be an easy fuck. He liked it rough. Harder and harder he slammed into me. My breathing got heavier as he continued the assault on my hole. My cock was rock hard and jump with each thrust in. A man entered the booth on the other side of the glory hole. He squated down until his face was in front of his side of the hole, and smile. Seeing that I was getting fucked in my booth. He stood up, with his crotch right in front of the hole. I watched as he popped open the button fly of his jeans, exposing his crotch hair and the root of his cock. The man behind me still had my waist tight in his grip as his cock pumped in and out of me. His balls bounced back and forth with his movements. The new man dropped his jeans, fully exposing his cock and balls. I licked my lips. “Wanna suck that cock, faggot?” the man fucking me said. Before I could answer he pushed me forward with his hips, never taking his hard cock from my hole. I was less than an inch away from the hole, I stuck my tongue through signaling to the new cock I wanted it in my mouth, wanted to suck it. I grabbed for my poppers again and took a deep hit. The glory hole remained empty. Dropping my eyes to hole, I could see the man jacking his hardening cock. HIs hand took long strokes from the base to the head. I watch hungrily as it thickened. His balls bounced a little with each stroke. The cock in my hole was also growing, thicker. His pounding of my hole will soon be over, as I knew he was going to cum. His grunts became louder as he drew close, until he rammed his cock deep inside me. I could feel it jump and pulse as his cum exploded out of his piss slit. “Take that fucking cum deep in your shitting, you fucking faggot whore” the man yelled at the top of his lungs. The man on the other side of the glory hole began to stroke faster, balls drawing up closer to his body. My face still at the hole, he yells: “Open your mouth!” I immediately open as wide as possible as just the tip of his head appears at the hole and cum starts flying at my face and mouth. I tried to catch as much of his load as I could with his mouth, but it went every where, cheeks, forehead, chin and hair. I wanted to lock my lips around the head but he wouldn’t let me. The man in my ass was still pressing against me, twitching his cock inside me, until he slowly starts to move his cock in and out, milking the rest of his load into my hole. I could feel his cock softening, I squeezed my ass and it popped out. He wiped his cock on my ass checks as the other man bend down and said thought the glory hole. “Don’t fucking wipe off my cum from your face, wear it the rest of your time here whoring your holes, and then home” I agreed. By now the man that was fucking me was dressed and out the door. Leaving me alone again in the booth, bent over ass exposed to all. The other booth was empty as too. I stood to stretch my back, but quickly bent over again when someone walked up behind me. “You didn’t let that man fuck you and breed you did you?” the stranger said. “Yeah” “Dude he is a walking disease, he comes in here and spreads it, not caring who you are” I just shrugged my shoulders, turned back exposing my ass and bent over. The wait wasn’t long until a Mexican man came into the booth and shut the door. He felt me up over and over, going from my hole to my cock and balls between my legs. I reach back to feel his crotch, but he knocked my hand away, telling me No. I just let him feel me up, not paying him any mind and watched through the glory hole. The other door was open and I could see men passing by walking around. I thought I saw Garrett but wasn’t sure. I was sure he was somewhere passing his disease or collecting more. I guess the Mexican man got scared, or shoot off in his pants, because he quickly left and shut the door. I stood up. I decided to sit and wait. I flipped through the channels looking for porn, bareback porn. What I found was okay, not what got me off but okay. Then I waited.

I am becoming a very BIG slut and my partner is supporting me every step of the way. I am very lucky my partner enjoys watching me get fucked and seeded. So far I have taken 13 loads in a 24 hour period and had my partner there encouraging me and cheering me on.

My BF turned me in to a slut - his slut. After two years of monogamy, he told me he wanted us to start having threesomes - which being the bottom partner suited me fine as he started inviting tops around and I would get shafted several times. It turned him on to watch me get fucked and he loved sliding into me after I had been fucked four or five times and loads we his lube. he then started taking me to backrooms and supervising me getting gangbanged so it was not unbcommon for me to get fucked by 10 or 15 other tops every weekend. Mon-Fri he fucked me so I was in heaven for 13 years!

I think this is a really important topic. Right after I came out a friend got me into group therapy and I was struck that about half the guys in therapy had been raped as kids. It makes me wonder how common rape is for gay guys. But I've also found rape is a complicated subject. sometimes it's just technically rape 'cause the kid is an active willing participant who's just into older guys. And other times the guys get turned on by it after the fact and it shapes who they are sexually and they start seeking out similar situations. And of course then there's the cases which are just clearly rape and horrible memories for the guys who got abused. I've added a poll to the thread to delve into those issues.

Married guy at my gym-- in the sauna. He was stroking and horny, and when the coast was clear I walked over to him and sat down on his cock. He came when his cock was only halfway up my ass. 30 second nut... tops. But it was fucking HOT!