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Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

Yesterday I was working from home so prepped to take a load just in case, as you never know who might be bursting. A guy I have chatted to, swapped numbers with and tried to meet yup with a number of times was a hell of a lot close than usual on an app, so I said hi. Turns out he was house hunting not far form my house and after his viewing of a new apartment he wanted to come over. We set up a door on latch scene and before too long I was jock on, ass up, poppers in hand, head down, with a hot beard rubbing my ass cheeks as rimmed by hole, before long he pushed in and started to fuck, and wow, it was worth waiting all those years of online chatting, a lovely thick cock with a wicked upward curve and easily 8". This guys always looked kinda hot in his profile pics and his body behind me felt really firm. Before too long he blew a huge load in my ass. When he pulled out and I had licked his cock clean, I looked up and oh fuck the guys is handsome and really ripped and furry, basically a porn star hot stud. We had a super friendly chat along the lines of wow finally........ thank god we finally met, and talked about how once is never going to be enough. After he left my partner came home from work, and went second in my cummy hole. He didnt ask whos load he was using as lube, but he was really turned on by how much cum I had in me, and shot a second huge load deep in my ass.

Part 3; Two weeks had gone by, and tonight was the night of the big party in our city, and I had kept my end of the bargain by not cumming, and that had completely refocused my sexual energy solely on my hole. I thoroughly douched and put on my outfit of; rubber jockstrap, rubber harness, with a thick chain and padlock tight around my neck, letting party goers know I was owned. My boyfriend attached a leash to the chain. He then wrote down my spine in washable marker pen the word 'V I R G I N'. I threw on some old baggy clothes, and we hopped in the car, with my beautiful Man driving us to the venue. Since we met we have never been short of anything to say to one another, however, the entire half hour drive we were silent, and there was a very strange feeling in the car. We parked up and submitted our queue jump tickets so not a minute of the night ahead wasted. I put my over clothes in a locker. My Man was in his full Leather Gear. He took me by my leash and paraded me around the entire building, showing off his neg virgin that he was now fully intending to corrupt. We went to one of the bars where he got a lemonade and a large vodka and coke for his boy. He led me to the dance-floor where he stood there slowly sipping his drink, whilst I got to my love of dancing, wiggling my cute little round ass in my new rubber jockstrap. Every time I turned around facing a particular direction, this broad hunk was stood several metres away from us, with something black draped over his arm, and wearing a Leather outfit consisting of a Muir, harness, Jockstrap, and army boots. When I say hunk, he was obviously seriously into bodybuilding, just my type. But, he wasn't the typical smooth, he was very hairy. He was the kind of guy I fantasized about taking my virginity, and knocking me up in the process. I turned away from him again and gyrated my ass in his direction. Instead of turning back to face him, I just kept on dancing and gyrating. Naughty I know with my new love stood right by me, but, I was so drawn to him, and, I could not stop myself. I then heard someone strike up a conversation with my new boyfriend. - Very cute boy you have there mate. - Thank you. Like your Scorpion tattoos by the way. - Cheers. So, is he really a virgin, as is advertised. - Indeed he is. - Neg then, naturally. I'd love to sting him. - We recently got together and he badly wants to be stung. He has craved it for a few years now, so, I shall be stinging him tonight in front of an audience. You should watch. I turned around to see who the other guy was, and I couldn't believe it, it was the hunk. I immediately looked down to the dance-floor, unable to make proper contact. To which he lifted my chin, and made me look at him. He stared deep into my eyes. His look unnerved me, yet, I was intoxicated at the same time. - Yeah, I think I should be in very close proximity the moment he gets stung. - I hope to start action around 2am at the sling area next to the piss pool area. My Master then tugged on my leash ... - Come on boy, your Master needs a piss. - Yes Master. - Hey, I do think it is a big shame you are taking such a brilliant dancer away from his natural habitat of the dance-floor. You go for your piss, and I'll look after your virgin for you. My Master hesitated ... - OK. But don't move from this spot. I'll literally be just a few minutes. - OK boss, we'll be here, waiting. This hunk watched my boyfriend until he was out of sight. Then the night took a complete 360 degree angle turn, and this guy took the black garment over his arm and attached it around his neck. It was a floor length cloak! So now his entire hairy bulky body was out of sight. He then grabbed hold of my leash, yanked hard, and started walking off, leaving me no option to follow. - But my Master said we had to wait here. (I motioned towards where we were stood) - First of all that was very foolish of him to leave you unattended, and secondly, you have a brand new Master now! He frog marched me to his locker, and ordered me to strip naked. I put my drink in his locker so I could undress, not that there was much to come off. He then made me put on knee length socks, and elbow length rubber gloves, both a bright red colour, ordered me to my knees, and handed me my drink. He then added some clear liquid. - Thank you Master. What was that? - Firstly, I gave you a small amount of Ketamine, and secondly, I am not your new Master. You will however address me as Sir. - Sorry Sir. But I thought you said I have a brand new Master now. - You do indeed. He in some way is right in front of you, but, it isn't me. I shall be driving you to him in a little while ☠️ Now drink up. - Yes Sir.

Part 2; As we spooned we chatted for a while, and then I felt his Dick grow again. I spat on my hand, reached behind and lubed up my Ass, grabbed his Dick, and positioned it at my virgin hole, and pushed back. - PLEASE Fuck me. I really NEED you inside me! - No, we need to discuss this further, let's go to sleep. He pulled his beautiful Dick away from my eager virgin neg hole, and we went to sleep. After a few more weeks of dining at one another's homes, and plenty of his delicious toxic cum sprayed down my throat we officially became boyfriends. I was in Heaven. Almost. For a few more weeks after we officially became an item we came to a head with the whole 'bare fucking' situation. - Darling, are you really sure you want to convert? A question he must have asked me a million times by now. - Yes honey, I am completely sure. It is something as you know already that I have given much though for a few years now. - Yes, I know. The thing is, there is something I haven't told you, that being, I love sex parties, and am a total exhibitionist, and, don't you think it would be HOT if we had a bunch of guys watch me take your virginity? - Fuck YES! You would bareback me, right? He didn't utter a sound. He got up from the couch where we were both cuddling, and left the room. He came back holding something I am very fond of. He now ordered me to strip, and kneel down. - Hands behind your back. So, you want Master to infect you do you boy? I had woken the beast! We always referred to each other as Master & boy during play, as he was deeply into kink. I looked upto him and meekly replied; - Yes please Master. Make me your p☢️z rubber pig. He spat on my face, whilst slapping it, and proceeded to put the spider-gag onto me, and without hesitation began to aggressively face fuck me. - You want Master to knock you up, then, you will have an audience pig! We will go to the fetish party in a few weeks where I will give you what you crave. But, you are not allowed to cum between now and then, understood pig!? I couldn't reply as his cock head forced it's way to the back of my throat. - I said; understood pig!? Fuck, if you don't have the decency to answer your Master when you are spoken to, then, you do NOT deserve his cum down your throat. He whipped the spider-gag off of me, told me to keep my mouth firmly shut, spat on and slapped my face some more, then proceeded to wank over my face. My lover did not take long to squirt his thick toxic load. He used his still erect Dick as some kind of decorating wand to smear his toxic filth further across my face. My hole twitched at the thought of having my Man's toxic cum inside me in a few weeks, and that he has just called me 'pig'. He hadn't done that until now. I felt honoured! - Master, I need to go for a wee, please may I go? - Go on, you filthy pig I hurried off to the bathroom and inspected my face. GREAT, he hadn't smeared it thinly, and there was enough cum to scoop up with my fingers. I lay on our bathroom mat, and started to finger his precious DNA inside of me. Still an anal virgin, yet, p☢️z cum inside my ass. I felt exhilarated!

It was a casual work from home day with a few meetings here and there. And of course the occasional distractiom on Grindr, Scruff, etc. It had been a couple days since I last busted a nut, and I figured if something came along, I’d entertain it. Think back to the day or two leading up to that morning, I had been taking a piss a little more often than usual but didn’t think much of it. I’m a pretty active guy and drink a shit ton of water. Any who, I get a hit from a stud on grindr - just my type too... tall, beefy, and with a booty begging to be fucked and loaded. Now I’d consider myself a fairly handsome fella, but it’s my hella thick cock that tend to make men drop drawers and assume any position I tell them. Such was the case with this one. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he said he was feeling pretty horny and that he loved the look of my cock. I let him know to be careful, that it spits.... deep inside. he said that’s exactly where he wanted it. I only had about an hour, so he said he’d head over within 20. I hit the head for one last piss and wouldn’t you fucking know it.... good ole drippy dick. Def a case of gono or the clap. I whipped out my phone intending to call off the hookup... when an absolutely sinister idea crossed my mind. ... what if I just... didn’t? What if I didn’t call it off? My pulse sped up. It’s be deliberately passing on my bug to this unsuspecting stud. Sure sure we all adults and shit and all make our choices yada yada. But could I actually just go through with the fuck anyway? He made it clear he wanted my cock but more importantly my several days of cum stored up. Didn’t ask about status or testing or what not. i was rock hard instantly at the thought. And within minutes he was messaging that he was outside. And just like that it was like autopilot. I let him him. We began kissing immediately. Soon we were rolling around on my couch, tearing off clothes, and before I know it, he was bent over my sofa, and my rock hard 8” of thick uncut drippy dick was lined up with his hole. It was now or call it all off. And just like that, I felt the familiar feel of a puckered ass lips slowly opening around the head of my cock. And then inch for inch working it’s way deep inside of him, until my balls were resting gently against his ass. “I don’t have much time,” he said. ”neither do I, man,” I replied. ”fucking fuck me dude... I need it, he said again. ”... need what?” I asked. i was going to make him say it... make him beg for my load. All the while not knowing what it was carrying. Fuck man, I didn’t even know what all it was carrying. it didn’t take him long before I was pounding him for all I was worth, hitting every spot, one hand reaching around him stroking his cock, bringing him to the edge of blowing too. I felt my balls begin to tingle and tighten. If I hadn’t already spread my disease into him, I was about to seal the deal for sure. I had him firmly in my grip. And he was begging for it. I felt his cock start to spasm first in my hand, firing ropes of cum onto my sofa, all while his ass begin to contract around my cock, sending me over the edge... ... the first spurt felt like fire forcing its way out of me and into him. The next five spurts I could feel the fire spread. And after that we both started to come down, my cock slipping out of him with a wet plop, and him quickly dressing. We thanked one another for the quick fuck, and he left with a little gift or two he hadn’t planned on for sure. I’d have to dry clean the sofa... but worth it.

Part 97 - Pomp and Strange Circumstances “Aaron, I need to talk to you. Stop in my office as soon as you finish up with your customers” the car rental manager said. Aaron took a deep breath and wondered what he had done wrong. He worked his way through the short line and keyed the radio saying “Harry, code 14. Gimme ten” before locking the keyboard and going back to the manager’s office. “Have a seat, Aaron” the manager said. Aaron really started to get nervous since the manager was being overly formal. “Yes, sir. Is there something wrong?” he asked. “No, nothing is wrong at all. I want to tell you a couple things. One is that I know how hard you work around here. You’re always friendly with the customers and I want you to know that it’s really appreciated” the manager said. “Thanks, boss” Aaron replied, feeling a million times better. “Second is that I’m thinking of making you the assistant manager. You’d be managing the night time staff and I would be going home earlier. These twelve hour days are killing me and my marriage. That means you would be moving to full-time. Is that something you would be interested in?” the manager asked. Aaron’s eyes got big and his heart started to thump in his chest. He wanted to scream out “FUCK YES!” but didn’t want to screw anything up so he just said “Yeah, I would… Very much. Thank you.” The manager continued “Good. There’s one thing I would like you to do before we make it official. We have a new guy coming in tomorrow that I would like you to train. He’s my neighbor’s kid and I told him I would do him a favor by giving his kid a chance. He hasn’t been able to keep a job in the two years since he graduated high school, so he might be a handful. Give me progress reports every day for the first two weeks and we’ll either cut him loose or keep him based on what you think.” Aaron nodded and said “I’ll do my best. Is there anything else?” The manager chuckled “That’s it. We’ll talk more in a couple weeks about the promotion.” Aaron was excited and nervous at the same time. “How bad could the guy be?” he thought. The guy showed up the next day and Aaron was confused. The guy looked a little unassuming and he wondered why he kept leaving jobs. He stood about the same height as Aaron, with his blond hair buzzed short. “Twink” kind of came to mind, but it didn’t really fit. Visually, he was bland - not ugly but not hot, either. Aaron introduced himself and he went to work walking the new guy, Zane, through the tasks he would have to do. After the first day, Aaron left a message for his manager saying that things went better than he had expected and that Zane was picking things up pretty quickly. It wasn’t until the third day that he noticed something odd. He found Zane staring at him several times. Then, he seemed to keep dropping things and would suggestively bend over, looking back to make sure that Aaron was seeing him. Aaron finally let him start checking customers in, but was right next to him to help him if needed. One tall, dark haired male customer who was extremely handsome came up and Zane was visibly nervous. He barely made it through checking the customer in and when the customer was just out of hearing range Zane turned to Aaron and said “Oh my god! That guy was fuckin’ gorgeous. I almost came in my pants!” Aaron was stunned. He now guessed why Zane never lasted at jobs. Most places probably wanted him gone before the reports of sexual harassment started coming in. He had suspected that Zane was gay, but had never brought up the topic. Zane wasn’t his type and Aaron had his boyfriend Nick. He figured he should let Zane know that he needed to keep those comments to himself and that some of the other employees might be offended. The response he got surprised him, though. “Yeah, I get that a lot” Zane said. “I just can’t seem to keep quiet when I see a hot hunk. I’d just bend over and drop my pants if I got a guy like him in a room alone.” “Too much info, dude” Aaron said, shaking his head. “It’s ok to be gay or to find other people attractive, but you need to keep that stuff to yourself. When you’re off the clock and somewhere else, say that shit to your friends. Not at work.” “Uh… sorry. I thought you were into guys and you’d appreciate my comments. You didn’t mind me flirting with you so I thought you’d be ok with it” Zane explained. “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to say something about that too. Don’t flirt with the customers or your co-workers when you’re here. Maybe if you get to know them better, you can flirt with them, but not when you’re working and if someone says ‘no’, then back off. And yes, I’m gay, but you have to respect that other people aren’t and that not everyone wants to hear your lewd comments” Aaron said. “You never find a back room and have some fun with your co-workers when it’s quiet?” Zane asked. Aaron wasn’t really sure how much of his escapades with customers and co-workers he wanted to divulge. “I won’t say it’s never happened, but it’s really rare that it happens and you won’t get caught. But… if you hear me say anything about a special customer, keep your eyes open” Aaron said. The next week went by with only a couple more incidents and Zane quickly stopped as soon as Aaron started to say anything. Zane had opened up a bit when they had taken breaks and Aaron could relate to his sexual frustration since he was in the same situation less than a year ago until it changed that one night at work. Now he had confidence and could find as much sex as he wanted. Aaron got to work Friday afternoon and started his new routine of checking all of the reservations for that day and matching them with the inventory. One name popped out and he tried to remember why. Soon, he pulled out his phone and found the contact. A big smile came over his face and his cock stirred. The night was a slow one and he kept an eye on Zane making sure he didn’t get into any trouble. It was nice not having the manager always around looking over his shoulder, yet it seemed that he was policing himself just as hard. It was getting near closing time and he was still waiting on one rental to show up. “On my way back to base, two guests, one rez” the radio finally screeched. “10-4 Harry. That’s the last rez. See you soon” Aaron replied. “Zane, I’m going to take this one, he’s a special one, ok?” Aaron said. “I’m sure I can handle it” Zane replied. Aaron shook his head and thought “He barely listens to what I say.” “It’s a SPECIAL CUSTOMER, Zane” Aaron repeated. The bus finally made it to the car rental building and two guys got off the bus. Harry drove the bus into the back area to park it for the night. Aaron smiled as the guys came into the building, both dropping their luggage by the chairs near the door and one walking up to the counter with a shit eating grin on his face. “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron. How can I help you tonight?” Aaron said in his well rehearsed manner. “Don’t give me any of that ‘sir’ bullshit Aaron. And I know of a hundred ways you could help me tonight, you know that” Mark said before he started laughing and walked over to the opening in the counter. The two hugged like long lost friends. Zane stood there surprised at the banter between Aaron and the customer and was even more surprised when the hug turned into a grope. When the hug ended Mark said “Are you going to introduce me to your co-worker?” Aaron chuckled and said “Mark, this is Zane. Zane, Mark. Mark is one of our special customers that we try our best to keep happy. Zane is new and still a trainee.” Zane blushed and then scowled at Aaron for telling the customer that he was ‘just a trainee’. Mark countered with “That’s my boyfriend Eric back there with his nose buried in his phone. He’s probably checking out the apps for a hookup.” Mark turned back to Aaron and Zane and looked over Zane closely. “I can think of bunch of things you could be training him for and none of them have anything to do with rental cars” Mark said with an evil grin. He walked back to the counter and handed over his credit card and drivers license for them to get the paperwork ready. Zane typed in the info and Aaron was glancing at the video monitor watching Harry get into his car and head to the front gate while they chatted. “Still got the same boyfriend, Aaron?” Mark asked. “Yep. I told him I might be late tonight since someone got the last flight in. Is that the only time you fly?” Aaron asked as Zane printed off the forms and put them on the counter for Mark to sign. “The time zones really fuck with flying east. Besides, this way I get personalized service since I’m the only one here” Mark replied. Mark finished signing and initialing and looked up to see Aaron nod his head towards the back of the building. Mark’s cock throbbed and he had a feeling he knew what Aaron was thinking. “Uh, bathroom is down the hall to the right?” Mark asked. “Yeah, it hasn’t moved since last time” Aaron replied. Mark headed to the restroom and Aaron nudged Zane. Zane looked back at Aaron with a perplexed look on his face. Aaron leaned in and whispered slowly “Special customer… he might need help.” Zane looked even more confused, but he headed down the hallway. Eric looked up and saw Mark gone and Zane go into the restroom. He shook his head and laughed to himself, guessing that Mark was gonna have a quick fuck or blowjob. Eric, however, didn’t expect Aaron to walk up to him and say “They might be busy for a few. Follow me.” Mark walked up to the urinal and pulled his cock out, stroking it. He heard the door open and waited a moment and then said “Just like last time, huh?” before he turned and saw Zane standing just inside the door. Mark was a little shocked that it wasn’t Aaron but decided to roll with it. “Aaron said you might need help…” Zane said, watching Mark turn with his cock in his hand. Zane’s jaw dropped and he then said “oooohhh.” Mark motioned Zane over and he was standing in front of Mark in an instant. He looked down at the growing shaft and licked his lips. “Take your clothes off, Zane” Mark said quietly but firmly. Zane did as he was told and left a pile of clothes by the sink. He moved back over in front of Mark and kneeled down, looking at Mark’s pierced cock. “Oh fuck” Zane muttered before he stuck his tongue out and licked over the piercing and then the tip. Eric followed Aaron into the women’s restroom and once inside, Aaron turned and said “Last time, Mark fucked and pozzed me in that bathroom. He’s probably got Zane on his knees, right now. You want to fuck or get fucked?” He pushed his shoes off and pants down and kicked them off to the side. Eric chuckled and said “That’s Mark. He always loves to get his dick in a new hole and now he leaves them something to remember him by.” Eric dropped his pants and looked over at Aaron who was removing his shirt and soon was standing there naked, his cock getting harder by the second. Eric walked over to the sink and braced his hands on it before pushing his ass out. “I hope you’re still toxic” was all he said. Aaron spit on his fingers and rubbed it over Eric’s hole and then pushed some of the spit inside with a finger. “Oh yeah, just like Mark, I’ve embraced being a toxic fuck” Aaron said. His cock was hard and he looked at Eric’s face in the mirror thinking how hot Eric was. He then looked down at Eric’s ass pushed back, begging to get fucked. “I bet Mark loves fucking you. You got a great ass and I’m not even inside yet” Aaron said as he pushed his cock to Eric’s hole. “He does, but I like fucking him just as much. Now, show me what you got” Eric replied. Aaron pushed his cock inside Eric’s hole and was surprised that it didn’t seem to have a load already inside from Mark. “Not prelubed?” asked Aaron. Eric chuckled and said “Sorry, there were no quickies in the bus on our way here.” “Then I’ll do the honors for you” Aaron said as he started to work his cock in deeper. He moaned and enjoyed the feeling of Eric’s ass gripping his cock. He realized that Eric was no stranger to a quick bathroom fuck and he was already milking his cock. Aaron began pounding into Eric’s hole and had built up a good sweat from the fuck. He pulled Eric back so his chest was on Eric’s back. “He knock you up or did you do him?” Aaron whispered into Eric’s ear as the thrusts got harder. “I was sick when he fucked you, so we both have the same poz breeder” Eric said as he began to fuck his ass back onto Aaron’s cock. He liked how Aaron was fucking him and making him feel every part of his cock. He clamped down on Aaron’s cock, hoping to get a big load of charged seed in his hole. They heard a few yelps and screams through the wall and both knew what Mark was doing. “Yeah, we fuckin do. Mark’s our bug daddy. Maybe he'll be Zane’s too. Get ready to take my load, Eric. I was hoping to breed Mark, but this is just as good” Aaron said as he slammed in fast a few more times and then emptied his balls into Eric’s hungry hole. Both guys moaned as the cum filled Eric’s cunt. Mark was getting impatient with Zane. All he had done was lick up and down the shaft slowly, never once taking the cock into his mouth. “Suck it!” Mark barked out. As soon as Zane wrapped his lips around Mark’s cock, Mark pulled Zane’s head down on his cock. He felt the PA hit a couple teeth as he shoved in and then barked “Watch your teeth or they’ll get broken.” He started fucking Zane’s face and he quickly realized that Zane wasn’t a very experienced cocksucker. He remembered being with Aaron in this room and Aaron was so much better. Mark could tell his cock was getting coated in spit and throat slime and Zane hadn’t puked yet, so at least that part was good. He pulled out and held Zane’s head in his hands, tilting it back so they were looking at each other. “You need practice sucking dick. Ask Aaron for some pointers. Now show me that ass of yours” Mark said. Zane was still gasping for air, having never been face fucked before. He staggered to his feet and Mark pushed him over to the urinal. “Grab on, Zane” Mark said sternly. Zane looked and wasn’t sure what to grab on to - the porcelain or the plumbing. He grabbed the pipe and bent over taking in the smell of stale piss that rose from the urinal. It made him feel like a dirty slut, but it was only an illusion. He had only had sex on a bed and even then it was only about two dozen times. He felt Mark spread his ass cheeks and then spit a couple times on his hole. A finger then rubbed around the puckered opening and then pushed in. Zane tried to relax but he had never had anyone treat him this roughly or tried to fuck him this quickly. Mark pushed his finger in all the way and then twisted it. He did it a few more times before he pushed two fingers in. Zane wasn’t sure that he could take Mark’s cock and then he remembered the ring. “You’re going to take the ring out, right?” Zane asked. “Hell no, you’ll love how it feels” Mark retorted as he sunk three spit covered fingers into Zane. Twisting and flexing his fingers, Mark knew time was short and he needed to fuck Zane’s tight ass. He pulled the fingers out and quickly shoved his cock in half way. Zane yelled out, feeling the pain rip through his whole body. “Fuck you’re tight. You gotta get fucked more, Zane. Now relax or this is going to really hurt” Mark said as he pulled out. Spitting on the hole and then on the tip of his cock, he pushed back in again. Zane howled as Mark’s cock forced it’s way inside. Zane felt two hands grab on to his shoulders and Mark started to rock his hips, plowing his way in deeper. Zane felt light headed as the pain in his body took over but it faded a bit and he could concentrate on Mark fucking him. This was a rougher fuck than any he had ever had and it seemed all Mark wanted to do was to ram every part of his body into Zane’s ass. Mark finally got all of his cock inside Zane and he sped up the pace. Zane was whimpering and tears were streaming down his face, but then at some point the pain seemed to disappear. The whimpers became moans as the pleasure of a cock driving in and out of his ass took over. “Fuck! You’re using a condom, right?” Zane blurted out. “I only fuck raw” Mark replied in between grunts and thrusts. Zane tried to wiggle away, but he was trapped in the confines of the urinal and metal dividers. His ass started to feel slicker and he wasn’t sure why. Mark’s cock was leaking virus laced precum inside Zane’s ass and the fuck became much less a struggle with more lube. Mark drilled for a few more minutes and then felt his balls start to tighten up. The last few thrusts were hard and long and then Mark unleashed a toxic flood inside Zane’s unprotected hole. “Oh shit… No… Please!!!” Zane yelled out as he felt a warmth fill him up from the inside. Mark held Zane’s hips tight as his cock throbbed and pumped a huge load of cum into Zane’s fuckhole. Mark slowly pulled out and grabbed some paper towels to clean his cock. He put his clothes back on and turned to Zane who was still clutching the urinal and said “Thanks. That brings back some good memories.” Mark walked out of the restroom just as Eric and Aaron were walking out of the women’s restroom. “How was he?” Aaron asked. “Not nearly as good as you, Aaron. He’s needs a lot more training, but I’m sure you’ll get him up to speed” Mark replied.

The clock was nearing midnight when we walked out of Tom’s place. Louis seemed to be in a hurry to get to the train and was twenty feet in front of me. Even on the dark street I could see the wet spot on the back of his jeans. I knew he would find himself really popular standing on the train platform in boystown reeking of cum. I hailed a cab and knew Sean was probably going back to the bar until last call. I sent a message on Friday asking Louis if he wanted to go riding again, but he replied that his ass still hurt from Wednesday night. I replied “Sorry” and got a reply seconds later “Don’t be. I loved it. hope we can do it again.” I smiled, having heard the same thing from Tom and Sean. It ended up raining on Saturday anyway, so my plans to go out and visit the farmer got washed away. On Sunday I got a text “can u talk?” I replied “yeah” and paused the porn that was playing on the TV when my phone started to ring. Louis: “Hi” Me: “Hey, stud” Louis: “I had a really fun time on Wednesday. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Me: “Cool. How’s your hole feel?” Louis: chuckled “Almost back to normal” Me: “Good. You made it home ok, then?” Louis: “oh fuck. That was a crazy trip home. I had one older guy hitting on me before I got to the station. He offered me $200 so he could taste the loads in my ass. It didn’t stop when I was waiting for the train, either. Some guys slapped my ass, some made comments.” Me: “Hope they weren’t too rude” Louis: “Oh god no. Most were envious, one guy called me a sexy cumdump another a hot motherfucker” Me: “Nice. No one tried to fuck you then” Louis: “Nah, one guy slid his hand down the back of my jeans and fingered my hole before pulling it out and sucking his finger clean. He was really hot but it didn’t go any further. He just said ’Thanks’ and walked away since the train was arriving” Me: “Be careful. Some guys will try and take advantage of you” Louis: “I know. He was really cool though. He gave me his number on the train” Me: “You gonna call him?” Louis: “Yeah, I think so” Me: “Mmmm, just be careful and don’t go any further than you want to” Louis: “Yes, dad” and then he broke out laughing Louis: “Anyway, the thing I wanted to talk to you about was the bar we went to” Me: “Yeah? What about it?” Louis: “Some of the guys in there were wearing a lot of leather” Me: “It’s a gay leather bar. The dress code says you should be in some leather, but if there’s no event going on, jeans are ok. It depends if the bartender thinks you’re hot or not” Louis: “Oh, ok. Where do you find that kind of stuff? I looked online but I couldn’t really find anything” Me: “There are some places online I can send you, but it’s better if you support the locals and get it online only if you can’t find what you like around here” Louis: “There’s stores like that?” Me: Laughingly I said “Oh yeah. You want to go shopping?” Louis: “Uh… You mean today?” Me: “Sure, why not. I’ll text you the address. Meet there in an hour, OK?” Louis: “OK” I washed my face and got the cum out of my beard from Saturday night’s hookups and dressed in boots, jeans, a tee and put some leather wristbands on. I headed over there, but Louis was a few minutes late and found me standing on the sidewalk leaning against the building. “I never spend much time around this part of town. There’s some cool places around here” Louis said. “Yeah there are. You need to spend more time with your queer brethren. Follow me” I said as we walked into the shop. The door chimed with an old fashioned bell and I could sense Louis was looking around. I stopped and he walked into the back of me, staring off to the side where some mannequins showed some of Josef’s handiwork. “Sorry” he said. “Don’t worry. Look around. That section has cheap imported crap for the tourists and posers, the rest of the store has things he makes by hand or gets from other craftsmen. You pay more but it supports locals and will last a lot longer” I said. I left him to wander around and went to the counter to talk to Josef. “Hi Josef, how are you doing?” I said. “Good, Ryan. And yourself?” Josef replied in English that had just the slightest German accent to it. Josef had taken over the shop when the previous owner retired. He was just as talented as the old owner and quickly became a part of the community. Josef was in his late 30s. blond haired and blue eyed, a little over six foot tall with short hair and a trimmed beard. His chest, abs and lower body were covered in fine blond fur and he had a nice plump seven inch cock between his legs. He was quiet and polite until the clothes came off. “Very good. My friend was interested in getting some leather gear so I brought him in to look around. Other than his Harley biker jacket and boots, he doesn’t have any leather” I responded. “Ahh, good. A boy like that would look amazing with a proper outfit. Have him come over and he can try a few things on” Josef said as he walked from behind the counter over to a rack. He pulled out a couple harnesses and then grabbed some chaps from another rack. “Louis, come over here. Josef wants you to try a few things on” I called out. Louis came over and was standing at the back of the store in front of Josef and I. “Strip, boy” Josef said. Louis looked back at me with a worried look on his face. I looked back at him, smiled and nodded. Once he saw my approval, Louis pulled off his t-shirt. He didn’t do it like most guys would - just yanking it over his head, it was slow and sensuous and if I hadn’t known him I would have thought he was a male stripper. He laid the shirt over the rack and then pushed one boot off and then bent over, pulling the second one off, too. Louis unbuckled the heavy leather belt, unbuttoned his jeans and then slowly unzipped them. Louis pushed his jeans down and then tugged them off, laying them on top of his tee. I was about to pull out my wallet and stuff a couple bills into his black jockstrap and then remembered that we weren’t at a strip club. I looked over and Josef was licking his lips and rubbing the bulge in his leather pants. Louis stood up straight and said “Yes, sir?” I knew that Josef originally just wanted Louis stripped down to try on some chaps and a few harnesses, but this had suddenly taken an erotic twist. “Josef?” I asked, trying to break him out of his daze. “Sorry. Uh… Please try these on first” Josef said handing Louis a pair of assless leather chaps. “These are made of a softer leather that is good for show. I have others that are heavier and more protective if you want a pair for riding” Josef explained. Louis slid the pair on and buckled them up. Josef walked around Louis, examining the fit. He cupped Louis’ butt cheek and checked the opening around his ass. I couldn’t tell whether he was admiring the firm, hairy ass or actually checking how the chaps fit around his butt. Josef moved around his body, never letting his hands off of Louis’ flesh.

I feel like the storyline is overdone, but I'm feeling it at the moment. I'm opening with this and seeing how it goes... Enjoy. I've always wondered who my dad was. My mom made a point of not talking about him. Apparently, my grandparents had always given her shit over the fact that she'd gotten herself pregnant right before graduating high school. It had become a sore point, and she tried not to dwell on all of that. I'd ask about him occasionally when I was a kid, but the result was always the same: a pointed change of subject and snippy responses if I tried to push it any further. Left to wonder about it, I'd concocted theories. Maybe it was one of the neighbors. Maybe it was our pastor. Maybe it was some total stranger. None of these theories were ever backed by any kind of real evidence, but suffice to say, it was something that I'd always dwelled on. I never had a stepdad or anything. My mom worked at my grandparents' diner, and we both lived in my grandparents' place. Luckily for us, the house had once been home to all 4 of my mom's siblings, so they had room to spare for a single mother and a growing kid. I don't think they did altogether too bad of a job, though my grandpa was always a bit of an asshole. When I finally moved out for college, it was a relief to be out of there, away from my mom and grandma being overbearing and my grandpa finding something to complain about. No one knew who I was here, and I finally had the freedom and privacy to explore and be myself. By this point, I knew fully well I was a cocksucker, having discovered this fact sometime in my early teens after P.E. in the locker rooms. I'd never really had the room to act on it, though, and now I found myself living on my own and having access to men only a few messages away. It didn't take long for me to meet up with other guys at school, scoring my first kiss and handjob within a few days of each other. It was thrilling, but the prospect of sex was still somewhat daunting. After all, even if I did think my grandparents were prudes, it was hard to get a lifetime of shit out of your head. Luckily for me, I had some help in that direction. --- He'd come in the form of a guy whose profile was named "Papa's Home". Maybe it makes me a stereotype, but the second I saw the name and the salt and pepper-coated musclegut attached to it, I couldn't stop myself from checking him out. He was more than twice my age, total top, with a penchant for "sons", as he called them. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I read it, and I sent him a message, unsure of what to send other than "I love your photo." It was pretty lame, and I felt like an idiot even sending it, but whatever. I figured my profile made up for it enough; I'd spent my summers maintaining my grandparents' place, on top of being naturally gifted with a beefy build. I'd been a chubby kid growing up, but now I was built strong, having taken up weightlifting halfway though high school. I'd never cared enough to be a proper gym rat or the like, but I knew I looked pretty damn good. My profile shot was a beach shot, my furry belly and bearded smile on display. Show your best assets, I figure. About five minutes later, I feel my phone buzz, then a series of buzzes following. Pulling it up, I see that he's sent me a bunch of photos, and I feel my cock throb in my shorts as I open them up. He's in a speedo, flexing his furry body... An ass shot in the shower... Him grinning with a pint of beer in hand... And a shot of him holding his cock, easily at least seven or eight inches, and girthy from the look of it. I've never imagined taking anything like that, and I almost chicken out then. I finally see the last message. "Thanks, son. I like yours, too. Nothing makes Papa's day like a handsome boy saying hello." I send him back some more photos of me, mostly clothed but ending with a shot of me on my stomach in a jockstrap, my fuzzy ass perfectly framed for the camera. "Fucking beautiful, son. You gotta let Papa have a taste." We kept chatting over the next half hour, where he convinced me to get my stuff and head over to his place. He lived not far from campus, among the residential neighborhoods only a mile or so from the dorms. I drove to a neighborhood with a bunch of houses nestled away among the trees, the driveways made of gravel more often than not. The address he'd given me led to an old trailer at the end, where I could see him standing outside, beer in hand. "You made it, son," he said with a smile as I got out of the car, taking me into an embrace as soon as I came up to him. He smelled like beer and sweat, his musk filling my nose and making my head spin as he brought his lips to mine, that massive tongue sliding into my mouth and filling it as his hand cupped my ass. It felt incredible, and even as I reveled in the hunger with which he felt me up, I could feel his cock growing in his jeans, the thick meat rubbing against me. "Get your furry little ass inside. Get on the bed. Clothes off." I wasted no time in complying, going past the screen door in the front and past a living room with some beers scattered about and porn playing on the TV. The bedroom was mostly just a massive bed in the center, with a TV sitting on a dresser beside it playing more porn. I stripped my clothes, folding them up and putting them onto the dresser as Papa came back in, his shirt already off and belt unbuckled. His furry body was on display for me, glistening a bit with sweat as it was. I climbed onto the bed and he joined me soon after, his naked body coming against mine as he pulled me in for another kiss. This one was slower, more sensual as he ground his cock against me. I could see a steel cockring at the base, and as I moaned into his mouth, relishing the feeling of him kissing me, he soon pulled away, his cock drooling precum onto his thigh. "I gotta get to that hole or I'm gonna lose it," he growled, and pushed my legs back, exposing my furry hole to him. That beard soon buried itself between my cheeks, and I couldn't stop the moans that came out as he began his tonguefuck. It felt amazing, and I pushed back against him, feeling my hole relax and take more and more of his wet, hot tongue. When he pulled it out, I found myself groaning in protest, craving that tongue once more. "Can't take it, I gotta have you," he said, and before I could even warn him about my lack of experience, he was moving to my ass, positioning his cock on my slicked-up pucker and pushing it in. Much to my surprise, the head went in without too much pain, the discomfort shocking me more than anything as he groaned from the tightness. "There we fuckin' go..." I was in shock, feeling him pulse and flex in me before pushing in more. Some part of me wondered if this was really happening, another wondered if I ought to point out the lack of a condom, but both were shut up when he slid the rest of his length into me, each veiny inch making me shiver and groan. It began to hurt a bit halfway through, but I'd always been a stubborn boy, and I rode out the pain, feeling him bottom out in me before long. "Good boy..." He muttered, beginning to hump at my ass. The friction felt uncomfortable at first, but as I got used to it, I found myself enjoying the way it felt to have him fill me up like that, his cock entering me over and over, stroking over my prostate and bringing me pleasure unlike anything I'd felt before. It didn't take long before his panting and grunting was joined by a steady stream of my own whimpers and groans, my cock drooling precum onto my furry belly and smearing it between us as he looked into my eyes intensely. "You ready to take it, son? Ready for Papa's seed?" I didn't think twice about nodding, panting heavily as I replied, "Yeah, Papa, give it to me, please!" His fuck hit a frenzied pace, then he rammed it all the way in, my hole burning a bit from the brutality of it as I felt the heat of his balls unloading into me. His cock pulsed and twitched, draining for several seconds before he slowly hauled it out, my wrecked pucker drooling out his cum. He didn't say much for a second, simply panting and dripping sweat down onto me before rolling over onto his side, pulling my head down to his cock. He didn't need to tell me what he expected, his half-hard cock pushed to my lips. I cleaned it off, tasting his cum and my own ass on him. I found that I loved it, even though I could feel my ass ache from the roughness of my deflowering. He gave me a beer and let me use his shower, watching me as I got dressed and he lay (still naked) on his bed. Before I left, he gave me his actual phone number, letting me know he'd be happy to repeat any time. --- Ever since we met, I've found myself checking out older guys more and more. The whole daddy angle intrigued me in a way nothing else did, and there was certainly no shortage of men who were happy to indulge. It had also brought up thoughts of my own dad again, which of course fused together with my newfound tastes in a predictable fashion. I felt kinda guilty about it, but whatever, right? It wasn't like I'd ever met him. The summer holidays were around the corner, and I'd just wrapped up with classes. With school closed up for the break, I headed back home, finding myself back at my grandparents' place and bored out of my mind. There wasn't actually much to do here, and I found myself passing more time on the couch fiddling with my phone than doing anything else really. One of my uncles threw a party for my aunt's birthday, and of course, we all headed over. It wasn't altogether terrible, though I felt a bit out of place. I knew everyone here but I really only ever talked to them at events like this. After exhausting the pleasantries and catch-up conversations, I wasn't sure what else to talk about. Thus, I found myself at my grandparents' table, sitting beside my grandpa. He was drunk, which was quite unlike him, and of course, it only brought his complaining into overdrive. I mostly ignored it, but his ranting caught my attention. He was arguing with one of my aunts, who'd always been sympathetic to my mom. "She's the one who spread her legs for him." "Dad..." "What? I told her, stay away from O'Connor, he's a damn bastard, she knew better and she still--" "Dad, enough!" she hissed quietly, gesturing to me. He just scoffed, returning to his drink and glowering. I put this bit of knowledge away, head buzzing with excitement at what it could mean. I hadn't hard that name before, but I was ready to find out more. I headed home not long after, unable to focus on small talk anymore now that I'd been given this scrap of information. I browsed around with my laptop, pulling up search engines and looking around. Admittedly, it was hard to find much, but I had a stroke of luck when I thought to ask a friend's dad when I was visiting him. He'd gone to school with my mom, and when I mentioned the name, he got a bit cagey. Unlike my family, though, he quickly caved when I pressed him on it, telling me his name was Michael O'Connor. He'd been a few years older than my mom, and had been considered a bad influence. Apparently, he'd gone off and joined the marines, serving for some time before heading back. These days, he didn't know where he lived, though he'd heard that he worked as a trucker. It was a lot to take in. With that information in hand, it didn't take long to find him. When I'd put his name into Facebook, the third result actually had a mutual friend (one of my mom's friends, who I'd added forever back), and I found myself looking at my father's profile. He didn't lock down much, posting photos of him smoking a cigar with a dog in his lap, another where he's sitting in the cabin of his truck. I feel like a stalker, but I can't help but take it all in. I never thought I'd find out who he was, but now that I looked at it, I could see it. He had the same grin as me, the same chocolate brown eyes, furry chest. The resemblance was obvious. What to do now was less obvious. I debated sending him a friend request, but that seemed a bit weird. I eventually just settled on sending him a message. "Hello. Sorry for the message out of the blue, and this is probably going to sound weird, but my name is Chris, and I think I'm your son. You dated my mom, Jennifer Fisher, back in high school, and she had me. I don't want to hassle you or anything, but I'd love to meet you in person if you'd be okay with that." I felt nervous hitting send, but once it was done, I couldn't stop the excitement buzzing in me. It was really him! I kept scrolling through afterward, taking in the look of him. He had tattoos on his arms, and a good few of the photos had him smoking a cigar or holding a beer in hand. He still lived in the area, though many of the photos from his truck were taken all up and down the coastline. The very thought of a trucker dad made my dick twitch, even as I felt guilty for thinking that way. I reached the end of his public stuff before long. Most of it was in that vein, though there were occasional photos with a random friend or the like. It was only a small sliver of him, though, and I was eager to find out more. After browsing through his photos for a while, I figured enough was enough. Just as I went to close out the window, the chat box pinged...

Josef ran his finger around the leather, checking the clearance between the chaps and Louis’ full pouch. I watched as Josef moved his hand, rubbing over the jockstrap’s cloth pouch and squeezing a few times. “They need a little tailoring to fit his body, but it would be easy to alter” Josef said. He stood up and brushed his hand over Louis’ hairy chest and then picked up the first harness. It was a traditional harness in thick black leather. He unbuckled one corner and placed it over Louis’ head. Buckling it back up, Josef tugged on various part of the harness to check the fit. He made a few changes and then hooked his finger in the bottom front ring and tugged, pulling Louis over to a mirror. Louis checked himself out. “This looks nice, but I think the other one is more your style” Josef said, tugging Louis back to the original spot. He unbuckled the harness and pulled it off, setting it aside. He took the other harness and pulled it over Louis’ head. This was a yellow leather bulldog harness. Josef spent some time adjusting it and did the same thing, hooking his finger in the ring and pulling Louis over to the mirror. Josef turned him around and then positioned him facing the mirror. Josef was behind him and I could see him grinding his hips on Louis’ ass. His hands were roaming all over Louis’ body and I saw Louis’ head lean back. I cleared my throat and both jolted upright and came back to me. “This harness is much more fitting to you. The color is up to you. If you are into watersports it would be appropriate but for a first one I would recommend the traditional black. It’s much more versatile and doesn’t tie you into a particular scene” Josef said. Just then the door opened and the bells jingled. I looked over and it was Derek and his partner AJ. They came back towards us and Derek was the first to speak. “Afternoon, men. I hope this is the new model for the web site, Josef” Derek said. “No, just a friend of Ryan’s trying a few things on” Josef replied. “You found yourself one hot boy, there, Ryan” Derek said to me. “Just happened to be at the right place at the right time. I’ve been expanding his horizons” I replied. Louis looked at me, unsure what to do or say. “Derek, this is my friend Louis. Louis, this is Derek and his partner AJ. If you ever want a real education in BDSM, you should talk to them” I said. “Boy, you are flattering me. We are always learning what stimulates us. But, yes, if Louis would be interested, I would love to spend a few hours or days with him in our dungeon” Derek replied. AJ had a huge grin on his face and Louis had a look of terror in his eyes. I had spent several evenings in Derek’s dungeon. While I didn’t consider myself a sub at all, every moment I spent there was educational, erotic and fun. Derek and AJ were excellent teachers who taught me discipline and how to really please a partner. But, we also learned that my limit to being subservient to another person was calculated in minutes and hours, not days and years. Derek walked up behind Louis and gently caressed his bare ass and then moved around to the front of his body. The back of his hand rubbed over his cheeks, through his beard and then down over his chest. “Fuck, Ryan. You have yourself quite the specimen of masculinity. I can almost smell the testosterone seeping from his body. I’m sure he would win first place if he entered. I’m not fond of the big beard, but I know you and most of the younger men are. The tattoo is a bit too fresh, and he would look better with even more ink… maybe the other sleeve or a back piece. A touch more muscle in his arms would be good… The bulge shows he is packing something nice and that ass I could spend hours eating” Derek said. I could see that Louis was uncomfortable being inspected like a side of beef but also a little turned on. I walked up behind him and whispered in his ear “You look really hot like this and you’re one step away from getting bent over the counter and fucked by all four of us. You want that?” “Mmmhmm” Louis replied quietly. I turned Louis and walked him the few steps to the counter. “You heard him, boy. Sir Derek wants to eat your ass. Bend over and show it to him” I said. Louis grabbed the counter and bent over, pushing his ass out. He turned his head to me and said “Yes, Sir.” Derek moved quickly behind Louis, defying his late 50’s age. His hands massaged Louis’ muscled ass before spreading the halves apart and pressing his face in. Josef hurried to the front of the store and locked the door, changing the sign to “Closed.” When he came back he moved a clothes rack to obscure our soon to be naked bodies from the street. Derek was licking and munching on Louis’ ass like a child with a new lollipop. AJ was rubbing his crotch and so was Josef. I wanted to make sure that Louis got what he wanted, so I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I pulled my cock from my jockstrap and stroked it. AJ saw me and grinned back while he pulled his shoes and jeans off. I looked over at Josef and he had his shirt off and was untying the laces on his boots. AJ started jacking his cock and both of us moved closer to the action. I could hear Derek moaning as he tongue fucked Louis’ hole. I moved closer and slapped my bare cock on Louis’ ass cheek. That caught Derek’s attention and when AJ did the same thing on the other side, he realized that he needed to get his cock out or he would be left out. He gave one more poke with his tongue and then stood up, letting me move behind Louis. My cock was leaking, my body excited about fucking Louis in the store. I let the precum pool in his hole and then pushed in. The spit that Derek had forced in helped my cock slide in all the way with ease. As I began to pump into his ass Louis moaned out loudly. I looked left and right and Josef, Derek and AJ were all standing there naked, stroking their cocks. Josef wasn’t completely naked, he had put his boots back on - 14 eye Docs that added an extra edge to him. I plowed harder and harder, knowing that the three other guys were anxious to get their turn. “Please breed me” Louis cried out while I pounded his ass. These were the kinds of orders my body understands and I planted my cock in as far as I could and coated Louis’ fuck chute with ropes of white cum. When the last throbs from my cock ended I slowly pulled out. I stepped away and realized that all three guys were waiting for my indication as to who could fuck Louis next. I nodded at Josef and he eagerly moved in behind Louis. He coated his 00 gauge PA with the cum dripping out of Louis’ hole and then thrust into him. Louis let out a grunt as he felt Josef’s thick cock stretched him open. As I said, Josef was never quiet and polite when he was naked. He fucked like an animal and Louis was his latest prey. His long strokes frequently caused his cock to pull all the way out and then he drove back in. Louis started to grunt with every inward stroke. I could tell from the movements of his body he was working his ass muscles around Josef’s cock. Josef slowed down but the intensity of his thrusts increased. After ten minutes he shoved in, screamed out something in German and flooded Louis’ gut with his seed. I looked over and nodded at Derek and AJ, letting them decide who was next and who was last. AJ took Josef’s place and slid into Louis’ sloppy hole. I could see cum dripping down off of Louis’ balls and down the leg of the formerly spotless chaps while they changed places. I knew from past experience that AJ wasn’t the best fucker. He was great at discipline, bondage, flogging, piss and fisting, but not giving a bottom a great amount of pleasure with his dick. The fact that his cock was on the small side of average and not very thick didn’t help. Thankfully, he fucked fast and nutted quickly and today was no different. He drilled Louis’ hole hard and fast and then came in under three minutes. Derek went back to eating Louis’ ass as soon as AJ was done. He had his tongue buried as deep as he could get it and both of them seemed to be enjoying it based on the moans we heard. Derek spent more time slurping Louis’ hole than AJ spent fucking it. He wasnt going to miss a chance at fucking it too and stood up, rubbing the tip of his cock over Louis’ spit and cum covered rosebud before he slid the head in and paused a moment. Derek pushed in forcefully until his balls were resting on Louis’. He grabbed the bottom ring on the harness Louis was wearing and used it for leverage to plow deeply into Louis’ cunt. Derek picked up the pace occasionally pulling Louis upright towards him before shoving him back down on the counter. Louis was growling with each thrust and I could see him flex his ass cheeks. Derek’s face told me that he was getting close so I yelled out some words of encouragement “Yeah, Derek. Do it... Breed him.” That seemed to do it and Derek shoved his cock in and groaned, yelling out “Oh yeah, boy. Take daddy’s seed.” I waited a few moments for Derek to recover from his orgasm and back away. As soon as he was clear, I was on my knees licking up the cum dripping from Louis’ hole. My dick was hard again as I ate his ass. My beard was getting coated with a mixture of all four of our loads. A few minutes later I stood up and slammed my cock back into Louis’ hole. “Oh please, Ryan, fuck me” Louis cried out. My senses were overloaded and I knew I wouldn’t last long. I grabbed on to the harness with both hands and pounded him as hard as I could. I felt some wet fingers push into my hole, twisting around while I fucked. Suddenly the fingers were gone and replaced with a thick, pierced cock. Josef gave me four hard thrusts and then started shooting his hot cum deep in my ass. I forgot how good it could feel to be the middle in a three way. I shoved back onto Josef’s shaft and then rammed into Louis, letting my balls blow their contents into Louis’ guts. The three of us stayed there for a minute or two until our cocks fell out of their holes. Josef moved to the side and I pulled Louis up by the harness until he was standing upright and against my chest. Louis looked a little dazed but had a smile on his face. In fact, everyone seemed to be smiling. Louis broke the silence by asking Josef “Can I get a discount on these chaps, they have a stain on them.”

I live in a small town north of the suburbs of a major city, and my employer sent me to attend a conference in the city. I arrived this past Thursday night, and stayed through early Saturday evening. Before I left my home I cleaned out so when I got to my hotel, I was able to start looking for a guy to come to my hotel room and fuck me. I had been looking forward to this for several months as I hadn't been fucked since MLK Day back in January. I arrived at the hotel around 10:00 PM, and a couple of hours passed before I connected with a a guy on BBRTS who was willing to play at my hotel room. He was a 33 year old, mixed race, heavy set man with a nice 7.5" uncut cock. After he arrived, he stripped off and stepped up to the bed where I was waiting, wearing only my jockstrap. I began sucking on his uncut cock and felt it getting hard in my mouth. After a few minutes, he moved around to lay on the bed and I crawled between his legs to worship his cock with my mouth and throat. After about ten minutes of servicing his cock, he told me to stop, got to his feet, and, once I was in the doggy position, he stepped behind me, lubed his cock, and slowly entered my ass. Once I had opened-up, he quickly picked-up his pace, causing me to moan as he fucked his cock in and out of my hole, alternating between slow thrusts and jack-rabbiting my ass. After about 15 minutes, his pace became increasingly frantic, and his grunts and panting was pronounced. He was clearly very close to blowing. Now, I would have preferred if he had had more stamina, but when he began all but bellowing the word 'fuck', he bottomed-out in my ass, blowing his cum load into my eager hole. After resting for several minutes, he dressed and left, so I went back to BBRTS and tried to find another guy with whom to play. Having no luck, however, I fell asleep with his load in my ass. The next night after I met my wife for dinner, she went off to visit her parents and I returned to the hotel room. Earlier in the week I had heard from a regular who likes to fuck me when we can get together. As it was, he worked fairly close to the hotel where I was staying, so a hook-up was very possible. This guy a black jock is in his early 30's with a seven inch cut cock. We arranged for him to come to my hotel room that Friday night at 10:00 pm and I'd be ready in my jockstrap. He arrived and stripped down and I sucked his cock for several minutes until he was hard and ready. Unfortunately he insists on using a condom on, so he slipped one on, lubed himself, and when I was on the bed in doggy position, he entered my ass from behind. Soon I was moaning in delight as his cock fucked me. After about six minutes he had me re-position myself on my back, my feet on his shoulders. He continued fucking me for a several more minutes, and as with the guy from the night before, I realized he was on the cusp of blowing when his pace went wild. Sure enough, he blew his load, and withdrawing from my ass, he removed the condom, tossed it in the toilet, dressed and left. Now, earlier that day, I had chatted with a college cub with whom I had hooked up with a handful of times over the last three years. He's 22 and Hispanic with a six inch uncut cock. After the black guy left I invited the cub over to my hotel room. Arriving, he took a quick shower, and having dried himself, he stepped to the bed where I was awaiting. Taking his uncut cock into my mouth, I gave him an energetic blow job and, as expected, he was soon at full mast. He lubed himself, and, with me in doggy position, he entered my ass. I moaned in pleasure as he used my hole. A few minutes into our play session he gestured that I should lay flat on my stomach, whereupon he lay on my back, steadily pounding my hole. We stayed in that position for a few minutes before he had me get on my back, my feet on his shoulders. We grasped each other's forearms to brace ourselves as his pace went wild. We continuously grunted, groaned and panted in pleasure in unison, and within another couple of minutes he announced "Fuck, man, your ass feels so good." I thought he was on the cusp, and my thoughts were confirmed when he abruptly asked "Where do you want this load?" "In my ass," I replied. Seconds later his whole body went stiff as his cock delivered his load deep into my ass. Eventually he withdrew, we chatted for about an hour, after which he dressed and left. As I had done on Thursday night, after he left I tried to connect with another guy, but no luck. But at least I went to bed with a load in my ass. Sadly I was not able to hookup with anyone on Saturday as I had very little time - oh, and to be honest, my hole was quite tender.

Spent some quality time in Manhattan this past Sunday and Monday nights. Set up parties on BBRT and got lots of good responses. Still lots of flakes out there, but I succeeded in taking 4 loads in 2 hours on Sunday night and 4 more on Monday night. One of the guys from Sunday came back on Monday and brought a friend. Both had similar 7-inchers, and they took turns in both my holes, making me clean my ass of each of their cocks multiple times before they dumped their loads in my hole. They left me dripping! Then, as if the night wasn't hot enough, an early-20s top stopped by, and I was his *first ever* bareback. I think I converted him - he dumped two more loads in my hole before he left, and begged me to let him know next time I'm in town. }:-)

I worked from home today but my hubby was also home cause he wasn’t feeling well. Usually i cruise a local park during the day time when I work from home. Hubby needed a Rx pickup so I volunteered to go. After picking up medicine, I went by the park. The parking lot was packed full of cars, several of them were familiar from previously encounters. I saw this cute like 20 something Asian guy that has bred me numerous times. As soon as he saw me, he started walking toward the deserted boardwalk where a lot of the action happens. I followed and noticed another guy behind me. He looked familiar. Once I got to the boardwalk I wandered to the back and my Asian cutie walked up and gave me a long hot kiss. We started to the most popular fuck spot on the boardwalk. We started making out and undressing each other. Within a few minutes one of the regulars appeared. And then another and another. Soon there was 7 guys (2 blacks, 1 Asian, 4 whites) all with our pants down and horny as fuck. My Asian buddy and I got separated as one of the black guys wanted to fuck me. (He has bred me a few times). At one point, there are 3 of us bottoms getting fucked at the same time. The tops were taking turns passing us around between them. I was fucked by 3 different guys (2 black guys, 1 white guy) and got the nut from one the white guy. My black buddy loaded up the first regular that showed up. While all of this fucking was happening, 3 guys cruising walked up. No one stopped we all didn’t care who saw us. Many looked so surprised to see the orgy in the mangroves they took off quick. Once the tops had all unloaded, we all took off. I got back home to deliver the medicine, although a little late. The anon load is still deep in my hole as I type this.

If it’s fluid from a cock I’ll drink it

Met up with a real daddy type last night. He was in town for his daughter’s graduation and wanted to blow a load. He had a beard, hairy chest, toned but a slight gut and a nice thick 7 inch dick. Once in his hotel room, he immediately had me on my knees sucking him. After doing that for a bit he had me lay on the back with my head hanging off so he could face fuck me for a long time. He was rough on my throat trying to get his cock all the way down it as he was leaking precum. I could have sucked his cock all night with how much he was leaking. He then rolled me over and climbed on, rubbing his cock against my hole before starting to eat me out. His beard was rough and scratched against my ass but his tongue was incredible farting in and out of my hole. I was moaning and finally started begging him to fuck me. He kept asking if I wanted his daddy dick and asked me if I was going to let him cum inside me. I kept saying yes and begging him to fuck me raw and blow a load deep inside me which he was more than happy to do. He fucked me doggy for a bit before making me ride him until he shoot his load inside of me. He made me rock back and forth on his cock until it started to soften. Once he was done he basically kicked me out saying he had to get some sleep. Totally hot and left me craving more daddy dick.

Part 4 It was Sunday morning as we left the campground. I pulled onto the highway and decided to head toward the city instead of directly home. I thought Matty and I needed to do a little shopping to celebrate our new relationship. As we traveled down the road, Matty told me stories about some of his sexual escapades. I had made him to take his shorts off so I could admire his beautiful body, and he leaned back in the passengers chair with one of his big feet propped up on the dashboard. God, even his feet were sexy. Nice big size 12 feet. I couldn't wait till I had a chance to lick and worship them. He stretched out and put his left hand behind his head, letting me have a nice view of his dark, hairy pit. He lightly stroked his cock as he leisurely talked. Between his hot stories regaling what a slut he is, and his gorgeous naked body on full display, I had a difficult time concentrating on the road. My own hard cock pushed against the confines of my shorts. We hadn't fucked this morning, what with all the sex that had taken place the day before, but now I was really horny again. My son had revived my middle aged libido, and I felt as if I was 19 years old again myself. Finally I couldn't take any more. "Come here slut." I demanded. "Suck daddy's cock." He flashed his big smile and dropped to his knees next to me. Unbuttoning my shorts, he pulled out my uncut meat and pulled the foreskin back. He licked around my head, savouring the precum before he swallowed my entire shaft. I just groaned as my boy expertly deep throated my cock, making slow love to it with his throat muscles. Damn, it felt almost as good as his ass. He would swallow it to the root, burying his nose in my pubes, and massage me with his throat. It didn't take long before I was close to shooting. I grabbed a fist full of his curly hair, and slammed his head up and down into my pubes. I held him tight to me as I shot my first two squirts right down his throat. Then I pulled him off and finished shooting on his face, coating his cheek and nose. I damn near wrecked the r.v. in the process. I rubbed some of the cum into his hair as I pushed him off me. He sat back in his chair with a big shit eating grin on his face. He left the cum on his face without me even needing to tell him. He knew I liked him looking like a cheap whore. It wasn't long before we hit the city limits, and shortly we were at the leather store. Luckily I had a credit card that my wife didn't know about, so we could buy whatever caught our eye. And I'm sure Matty had lots of ideas, as did I. We walked through the door and Matty's eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. Before us lay a plethora of leather and kink items, and I couldn't wait to start shopping. We walked around the store a bit, checking things out, as the few patrons that were in there eyed Matty with lust filled gazes. I felt so proud, having such a beautiful son, and of course it helped that he was still only wearing a pair of basketball shorts and flip-flops. These shorts were white, and you could practically see right through them. The first place we stopped was the collars. I picked a couple of different ones up, trying them around Matty's neck. All eyes in the store were on the practically naked Adonis as I decided on the best one. It had several different rings on it, perfect for various different ways of restraint. I clipped a leash onto it, and led Matty up to the counter. I handed the guy behind it my card. "Go ahead and hang on to this." I said. "We're going to be a while." The guy gave me a big smile as he took my card. Having my boy in a collar filled me with a sense of real power. I made Matty get on his hands and knees as I led him over to the restraints. He obeyed without even hesitating. I selected a nice set of ankle and wrist restrains. Thick leather ones, lined with sheepskin. Perfect for extended use. I put them to my boy, and he was starting to look really fucking hot. I led him over to the gags next. I picked up a gag with a large round plastic hole. I pushed it in his mouth, stretching his jaw wide open, and buckled it behind his head. Very nice. I picked up a ball gag next, and removed the piss gag. Then I forced the red ball into his mouth and buckled it. Very sexy. "We'll definitely take both of these." I said, handing the piss gag to the clerk. I led my gagged boy over to the hoods next. "Kneel boy." I instructed him. He raised himself into a kneeling position, revealing a rock hard cock under his shorts. He was totally turned on at this public display of his obedience. It was not lost on the other patrons who had all stopped to watch the show. I picked up a nice thick hood that had a removable blindfold and mouth piece. I took his collar off, as this hood had a collar and rings on it too. I placed it over Matty's head, buckeling it tight. It fit him perfectly. Then I removed it, and took it to the counter as Matty put his new collar back on. Next I led him to a wall of whips and paddles. "Choose two son." I instructed him. Matty looked them over, then chose a riding crop, and a cat-o'-nine-tails. I walked over to the blindfolds and selected a nice one that also had sheepskin lining. I put it on my boy, blinding him. I walked over to one of the men who was watching. A man, a little older than me with a nice big belly and a bushy beard. His arms were really hairy, and chest hair spilled out of his shirt collar. Definitely a bear. I handed him the cat-o'-nine-tails saying, "You look like a man who knows his way around a whip. Would you mind testing this for me? I think 5 hard strokes on his back should do the trick." The man smiled as he took the cat. Walking to my son, he brought the cat down on Matty's back, snapping it so the tips of the tails struck his vulnerable skin. Matty cried out into the gag, much to the amusement of the men watching. 4 more quick hard snaps left some nice red welts on my boys back. I smiled as I took the cat to the counter. Then I bent the crop in my hand, testing it's flexibility. Standing behind my boy, I administered 5 fast hard swipes to the sole of his left foot, followed by 5 to his right foot. Matty cried out into his gag after each strike of the crop. But I could see his cock was still hard in his shorts. The slut. I leaned down into his ear and said, "You're doing good son. There's just one more that you didn't pick." I selected a nice, hard leather paddle off the wall, the kind that had studded metal points on one side. I walked up to a couple and handed one of them the paddle. "Would you do the honors?" I asked. "Give him 5 on his beautiful ass. 3 with the flat side, 2 with the other." He licked his lips as he approached Matty and held nothing back as he came down full force on Matty's backside. Matty screamed into the gag after each swat, everyone as hard as the other with only his thin shorts between the leather and his skin. But he never moved through his ordeal, and I was proud. After I took the paddle and whips to the counter, I stopped and had a private conversation with the bear. He just nodded and smiled. Then I picked out some leather shorts and harnesses, a couple of each and handed them to the bear. "Would you kindly take my son to the dressing room and find the ones that fit him best?" I asked. The bear took hold of the leash and tugged on it. "Come on boy!" He said, leading the blindfolded boy to the back. "You heard your daddy." Matty obediently crawled behind the big man, not that he had a choice. The clerk probably knew what was up, but didn't object, after all, I was spending quite a bit of money today. I walked over to the counter and selected a nice selection of various cock and balls devises, different rings and stretchers, as well as a couple of nice chastity cages. I couldn't wait to see them on my son. As I walked around the store a bit, the man who had paddled Matty came up to me. "That's a hot boy you got there. Where'd you find him?" " He's my son." I replied. "Oh, of course, your "son"". He said smiling. "No really, he is my son. And right now he's taking a load up his ass from that guy, because I wanted him too." "No shit man! Thats so nasty!" "Well, he's a nasty little slut. Do you want to have a go at him? He lives for cock." "No shit man? Well my partner and I have a nice little play space if you wanna come over. We'll fill that sluts pussy real good. Even got a friend we could call if he's that cock hungry." "Call him." I said. "Let me finish shopping and we can head over." The man was smiling as he walked over to his partner. And soon his partner was smiling just as big. After about 10 minutes, the bear started walking from the back, leading my boy who now wore a harness and leather shorts. A couple of new people had come in the store and looked a little surprised as they watched my new slave crawling on the floor. The bear just handed me his leash and his shorts and said thank you, then left. I took the blindfold off my boy, and led him over to the shackles. I removed his wrist and ankle restraints, then picked up a nice spreader bar. I made Matty stand and kicked his ankles apart, attaching the bar with the attached restraints. Then I found a nice metal shackle, took off his collar, and shackled his wrist's and neck. The clerk gave me a padlock to secure it shut. Matty looked super hot standing there, but he was missing something. I went to the counter and picked out several different nipple clamps, one of them being aligator clamps. I attached them to my boy, eliciting loud screams into his ball gag. I left him standing there in pain and on display as I picked up a few more items. Some various dildos, anal balls, butt plugs enema equipment, a leather jockstrap and a few coloured ones, the works. And a few more bottles of poppers, of course. As the clerk rang up my purchases, I released the nipple clamps, eliciting new screams from Matty, and removed the shackles, replacing them with his new restraints. Then when everything was bagged up, I led my collared boy out the door to the r.v., then over to my new friends playpen. This trip cost a couple thousand dollars, but I knew my slut was worth it. As soon as we arrived at our host's place, Alan and Bob, they ushered us into a bedroom that was set up as a respectable little dungeon. It had a sling, fuckbench, couple of different cages, a wooden stockade, a St. Andrews cross, and a variety of whips and other sex toys. After a quick discussion with the two men, we stripped Matty and bound my still gagged son to the cross. He looked so hot tied up, spread and vulnerable, his smooth white ass practically begging to get beat. The doorbell rang and Bob went to let their friend, Rick in. He was another leather daddy who let loose a huge smile when he saw the naked stud displayed before him. He rubbed Matty's ass saying, "This is going to be one hot fuck. I can't wait to see his tight little cunt oozing cum." But first things first. I held some poppers under Matty's nose, making him take several long deep hits till I could tell he was high. "You might have to wear a shirt for a while son." I whispered into his ear. "Don't want your mamma to see your back." As I stepped away, Alan landed a hard stroke from a cat right between Matty's shoulder blades. Matty cried out from surprise as his whole body tensed up, and some nice light pink lines appeared on his back. Then Alan went to work like a pro, alternating the blows to my slut. He would deliver several fast ones in a row, followed by a really hard one, alternating between Matty's broad shoulders, his narrow waist and every available spot in between. Matty tensed with every blow, his spectacular muscles flexing as he writhed in his bonds, sweat dripping down his body. We all egged Alan on, enjoying the young stud suffering. Finally Matt's entire back glowed like it was on fire, which I'm sure it was. Bob released my boy from the cross, and Matty just dropped too his knees. I didn't know if it was from submission or exhaustion. Not that it mattered. On his knees is where a slut like him belongs. Bob led him over to the fuckbench, and helped him up on it, buckeling him in, pulling out his plug, and leaving his glorious white ass ready and available for whatever we wanted. I'm sure Matty thought he was going to get fucked after the whipping he just took, but Rick had other ideas. Bob removed Matty's gag as I fed him more poppers. When he was nice and buzzed and loose, Rick picked up a thick wooden paddle and started beating Matt's ass. The first few swats illicited some loud responses from my boy, but not much more. Rick continued his assault on the teen jock ass before him. It was clear he wanted to break Matty. He struck the hard ass over and over until it was a dark red colour. Matty soon started begging him to stop, pleading. But Rick just continued. Matty begged louder and louder, but to no avail, Rick didn't let up. Finally, Matty totally broke down. He started crying and blubbering. Tears and snot ran down his face as he pleaded for mercy. It wasn't until Matty was sobbing great wracking sobs that Rick finally ended the torture. He ran his hands over the deep red ass, feeling the heat that eminated from it. Then, they started fucking him. Rick was the first. He slammed his hard fat cock into my son without warning. Matty cried out and continued to sob as Rick pounded the bruised ass before him. He pulled out and Bob stepped up and took his place, ramming his own raging hardon into the bound boy before him. He fucked hard with no mercy, slapping the red hot ass, keeping Matty in tears. Pulling out, he let Alan step in for his turn. The three men kept up the rotation for close to an hour, each one stopping before they came, slapping the burning ass the whole time, keeping Matty in tears. I just sat back and watched, mesmerized by the show before me. Finally, Rick shot his load into the weeping boy beneath him, pounding his cum deep into the helpless cunt. Alan and Bob both followed suit, each dumping a violent load into my sweet baby boy. After everyone had calmed down, Bob released Matty bonds, helping my boy off the bench. Matty just collapsed on his side, breathing deeply, his tear stained, snot covered face flushed a bright red. I walked over to him, and pushed him onto his back with my foot. "Jerk off bitch!" I ordered him. "Show these nice men how thankful you are for their abuse. How much you liked it. Show them what a pathetic cumdump pig you are!" Matty grabbed his hardening cock and started jerking it. The three men stood over the defeated jock and spit on him while he stroked his hard pole. Matty opened his mouth and the men filled it with their spit. He shot another huge teenage wad into his open mouth and all over his face and chest. After everyone had calmed down, I replaced Matty's gag and restraints, plugged his ass and led him out to the r.v., but not before finalizing plans with the three men to return in two weeks when Matty would get a true gangbang. We drove the over two hours home in silence, with Matty still gagged, laying on the floor next to me, where a used cumdump like him belonged. His mother was already in bed, so Matty and I retired to his bedroom. I removed all his gear, and we climbed into bed. I held him and stroked his sore back and ass, and he just curled into me like he did when he was a little boy. I took his chin and lifted his head. We looked into each other's eyes and I kissed him tenderly. "I hope you know how much I enjoyed that slut." I whispered to him. "Daddy likes watching his baby boy get abused." "I know," he whispered back. "Thank you daddy. I needed that." I kissed him passionately as I climbed on top of him. I slid my cock into his wet slick hole and pushed my body down on him, grinding his sore back into the bed beneath us. I groped his welted ass as I fucked him, and he responded by wrapping his legs around me, pulling me tightly into him. He kissed me hard as I pumped him, grinding his hard cock into my furry belly. In short time, I dumped another load into his greedy pussy, and his own cock shot off, coating our bellies in fresh boy cum while his ass milked his daddy's sperm into his guts. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

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

For a mature, chubby guy like me, I often think my days of mind blowing sex are at or near an end. But, then an evening like last night happens and I can't believe I have such great luck. I got an email early yesterday morning. The email said: "Hey Dave. I doubt you'll remember me. I'm a 50 year old black guy from Virginia Beach. A buddy of mine and I both fucked you when we were in Las Vegas about 4 years ago. This is going to be a bit of a lengthy email. But I want you to know what we're looking for. And that we're for real and serious. I'm not an internet flake. And I don't want to waste your time or mine. What I'm looking for is real. You came to my mind as someone that I hope might be interested in helping us and could handle the situation. My buddy and I are both straight, black men. 4 years ago on our Vegas trip we were just horny to get off one night after some drinking at a strip club and saw your ad in Craigslist. You were in some seedy hotel across the freeway from Mandalay Bay. Your ad said you'd be ass up in your dark hotel room, taking all dick that came through your door. We took an Uber over to you and when we got to your room, there was already some super tall, young, skinny black kid, with a really big dick fucking you. When he finished and left, my buddy and I both took our turns pounding our loads into you. Anyway, I consider myself straight. I've been married for 24 years. I have 2 kids in high school. I've let a few gay guys blow me over the years. But you were the first guy I've ever fucked. My buddy also said yours was his first male piece of ass. He and I and a few other buddies come to Vegas once or sometimes twice a year without the wives for our "man trip". One of our activities we like to have in Vegas is to find a white chick that we can all pass around to fuck. We call it our annual Freak Fuck. The first 2 times we tried this in Vegas it worked great. Both times we found some white pussy on Craigslist and we took turns fucking her for several hours. But since CL has disappeared, we've had a nearly impossible time trying to finding pussy. The Doublelist girls have all wanted money. We're not looking to fuck some cheap, skanky, meth whore to pay to fuck. The last time we were in Vegas we had a gay guy answer our ad. Initially, I didn't reply to him because the other guys in the group said they'd never fuck a guy's ass. We didn't push it. But late that evening after we got back to our rooms, drunk and horny from the strip clubs, 2 of the guys said they'd relent and let a guy suck their dicks. And the other 2 said they'd just hang back and watch. So we contacted the guy that wrote us. He was staying in our same hotel. He came over and as the evening progressed all but one of us 6 guys ended up fucking him. Our other buddy just jacked off on the gay guys face. I've been trying for a few weeks to find a female pussy for us to fuck, but I'm not having any luck. As usual, it seems like most are the typical skanky meth heads. And most of course want money. So, anyway. After a lot of searching I was able to find your emails from 4 years ago. My group of 5 buddies and I are here in Vegas now. We're done with the strip clubs. We've done those the past 2 nights. We're all in the mood to fuck, or at least get off. We're planning on an early dinner tonight around 6pm. And were hoping if you're available, you could swing by my suite at the MGM around 9pm. By then we'll all be loosened up from drinking, but not too drunk to pound some ass for awhile. I do have one other white guy lined up. If you both show up, that's cool. We'll use both your pussies. But, I'm not feeling too good about this other guy. I'm getting the impression he's just getting off on the idea of it and I kind of think he won't show up. He said he's also never done anything like this, so I'm not sure he could even handle all of us. That's when I thought of you. I know you have taken a lot of dick in one night. Please get back to me ASAP to let me know if this works for you. It's got to happen tonight, because we fly home tomorrow afternoon. Again, sorry for the long email. But, I do want you to know we're serious. And I know you can handle 6 BBCs taking turns on your cunt. LMK ASAP please. Thanks, Reggie" I wrote Reggie back and told him I'd be there a 9pm. He quickly replied with his room number at the MGM. He said they'd all be there and waiting for me. Sure enough, right at 9pm I knocked on the double doors to his suite. Reg opened the door wearing the white terrycloth robe from the hotel. He let me in. Sitting in the main room of the suite were the other 5 black guys. They all seemed to be close in age. Late 40's early 50's. All were in good shape. Each of them had either a beer or a cocktail in their hands. A laptop had been hooked up to the big screen TV with some str8 porn playing. "Guys this is Dave, our pussy for the night. Dave, you remember Ben. You took his load at that hotel with me 4 years ago. The rest of the guys I'm not going to even waste time with names. It don't matter. What matters is your cunt and our cocks. So, Dave, these are the rest of the guys that are going to fuck you. Now let's get freaky!" Reg motioned with his head for me to follow him through the double doors into the bedroom. He dropped his robe and I quickly stripped, pulled a bottle of lube and poppers from my pants pocket. I laid the lube on the bedside table and dropped to my knees in front of Reggie. His soft cock hung down over his balls. His cock was at least 6"s soft. I took his cock into my mouth and slowly sucked on him as he grew in length and thickness. Soon he was sporting a 9", thick cock that was hard as a rock. I asked him to sit on the edge of the bed. I took a drag on my poppers and began to suck on his swollen, hairy balls. Then I lifted his legs, pushing his knees to his chest as his asshole became exposed. I flicked my tongue across his hole as he let out a soft groan. I soon had my tongue deep up inside his hole and licked the soft, pink sides of it. After a few minutes of ass eating I moved back to his balls, lowered his legs and dove back down on his big cock. By now, Ben and one other guy had come into the bedroom and were watching me orally service their buddy. "Show us that pussy, Ben said". I got up and knelt on the back edge of the bed, facing the door into the main room where all the other guys were still sitting. I could see them all watching. I knelt and took some more drags of poppers. Reg stood behind me and spit on my ass a few times. Then pushed some spit up into my hole. Then he spit on his fingers and lubed up his cock. I told him there was lube on the table, but he ignored me and spit one more time on my hole before he put his swollen cockhead up to my hole. I sucked in more poppers. I knew I'd need them. Reg wasted no time and slid up into me in one thrust. It hurt and I told him to hold it there for a second. I continued to sniff the Amsterdam poppers as my ass quickly adjusted to his hard, thick cock. When I could feel myself relaxing, I pressed back onto him. He now grabbed my hips and began to thrust. His fucking was not going to be gentle. He was slamming into me hard, deep and fast. Just the way I like it. I now see a guy climbing up onto the bed. He appears to be the oldest of the group. Probably late 50's. Nice looking guy. Nice body, but sagging a bit as most of us do at this age. His cock was hard. Probably 6"s hard. He had a lot of foreskin covering his cockhead. He crawled across the king sized mattress to my face and wiped his foreskin across my lips as his buddy continued to fuck me from behind. I opened my lips and took this guys foreskin between my lips. I sucked, licked and gently chewed on his skin. I love foreskin like his. It's a big turn on for me. I slid my tongue up into the crumpled skin. I tasted a bit of piss and a little crustiness. I devoured it with my tongue. Then I used my lips to push the foreskin back over his cockhead. He moaned as my tongue circled his now exposed cockhead. I sucked on his cock for several minutes, trying to do it in rhythm with Reg's thrusts. After a couple of minutes, the old guy pulled his cock from my mouth and climbed off the bed. "Damn! He's a good cock sucker. He nearly made me cum". Ben takes the old guys place at my face. He presents me with his 7", thick bbc. I suck on him as Reg continues to pound me. After a few minutes, Reg and Ben trade places. Ben now is fucking me and I'm tasting my ass on Reg's cock. More guys have now come into the room. From the corners of my eyes I see one of the guys removing his clothes. And another guy standing off to the side, his cock sticking out of his zipper and he's stroking it as he watches his buddy's feed their cocks to me. Much of this becomes a blur. Over the next hour and a half, these 6 black guys do a continual rotation using both my mouth and ass. Reg had the biggest cock at 9"s. The older guy had the smallest at 6"s. And there was every length and width in-between. The older guy was the first to shoot his load in my ass. After that, there was no more spit or lube needed for any of them. The next guy to seed me was kind of a chub. Short, chubby and covered in a carpet of black and grey, curly hair. He had about 8"s, super thick with a giant mushroom head that acted like a plunger in my hole. He was a brutal fucker. He showed no mercy in his thrusts. He'd pull completely out of me. Then slam all the way into me, balls deep in one thrust. He rammed me deeply for about 6 minutes straight. When he finally came, he let out a low groan that grew to a growl that grew in pitch and volume as he got to his orgasm. His thrusts from his big, thick cock were causing me to groan and grunt loudly as well, until I was afraid we'd have hotel security pounding on the door, wanting to know if someone had been killed? Some of the guys were completely silent in their fucking. Since it was a first time experience for most of them, I'm not sure they felt comfortable showing or sounding like they were really turned on by fucking some guy. Some were very vocal. Reggie, especially. He seemed to get off calling me a fag, a pussy, a cunt, whore, cocksucker, queer, cracker, you name it. One by one, each of the guys planted their loads in me. Reg was the last. He repeatedly slammed into me as he degraded me with his fowl mouth. While Reggie was pounding me, Ben knelt beside me stroking his cock. Ben had already dumped a load in my ass. But he was still turned on and as Reg grunted an orgasm into my ass, Ben let his second load cover my face. Once Reg had come, it seemed like the party was over. Reg, Ben and I all dressed in silence. The other guys were all back in the main room, sucking on their drinks and watching the porn on the tv. As I was leaving the suite I told Reggie to let me know if they need a hole then on their next trip. "Sure thing, Dave. Obviously all my buddies had a good time using your ass. I'll be in touch." And I was out and on my way home. I got home and my husband was already in bed. I climbed into bed, knowing that I must have smelled like cum. "How was your meeting?" he asked. "Kind of boring." I replied as he turned to me and we kissed goodnight. I'm sure he had to have smelled and tasted ass and cum in my goatee and on my lips as we kissed. But he said nothing. We both rolled over and fell to sleep.

Met an Indian student from the local uni last night and he bred me twice.......im with him again tonight and he has promised to squirt 3 or more loads up me......he has also said he would like another top to fuck me sometime and he can breed me after it.......btw- he has the cutest smile I've seen........happy days

This just happened and I wanted to share Had a hot military/muscle top who was passing through my city hit me up on Grindr. Had been driving cross country and wanted to drop a load before getting back on the road. He asks me if I’m down to take a load and I give him my address. He gives me clear instructions on what he wants—ass up, hitting poppers, and my hole nice and sloppy with boy butter. I leave the door unlocked and follow his instructions. Fifteen minutes later I hear him come in and he walks into my room. Strips real quick and comes up to my head and has me gagging on his cock to get him lubed up. He then slides into my greased up hole and begins fucking my brains out. Pushing my face down into the pillow. About 10 minutes after he starts fucking me, I think I hear the door to my place open but don’t think anything off it. He starts calling me a slut and faggot. And asking me if I want his load. As I’m begging for his load, this ripped mid-20s stud walks into my room naked—cock dripping precum. At this point, I’m so confused but turned on. The guy fucking me tells me that he was driving cross country with a straight buddy and his friend was waiting in the car while he fucked me. Before he came into my place he told his friend if he got bored or horny he could come and join. He hadn’t told me any of this beforehand. His straight friend starts face fucking me as the top in my ass pounds away. As his friend gets close the straight guy starts egging him on and telling him to “breed that faggot.” At this point I’m so turned on. The guy fucking me picks up the pace and shoves me down on his friend’s cock as he blows a huge load in my ass. He quickly pulls out and his friend slides into my ass without asking. The first top grabs my phone and starts filming his buddy fucking his load into my ass. The straight guy fucks me for about two minutes and then blows his load in my ass. “Thanks for that faggot.” Currently sitting here with their loads running out of my ass and hitting poppers. Wasn’t planning on being a cumdump today but now I’m thinking about inviting some more guys over.

I have had the pleasure of a good spit roast a few times. But the good ones ONLY a few times. GRIN. I agree with "Spunkinmyarse". While a spit roast looks hot in a porn movie - it is a movie!! In reality - it requires a little more coordination in real life. First thing is for me to be in a position where it is easy for oral guy to easily feed me his cock at the right angle and anal guy to feed me his cock at the right angle as well. Once we get the angles comfy for everyone - it becomes a great pushme-pullyou. GRIN. In my experience I have been fortunate to have an oral top who quickly figures out the rhythm and takes control of my mouth and throat so "I" don't need to think about it. I let him drive and be in control. The guy fucking me is usually in his own zone and has already control of my hole. When it works and the groove is good - a spit roast is hot as hell. Especially if the two guys are a couple or partnered. I have been spit roasted doggy style and had the two tops kissing over top of me... and you can hear it and feel it... very nice. It requires patience on the angles and cooperation from all 3 parties - but man oh man - when it works, it is HOT! I even had a situation where the guy fucking me blew his load, pulled out and they switched places. Oral guy then fucked my hole and unloaded while I did some ATM and cleaned off the cum covered cock of the guy who switched places. When Top #2 blew his load in my ass, Top #1 went back to eat BOTH loads out while I cleaned off the other cock. There are some nice scenarios you can experience with a spit roast! Keep tryin!!!!

Yes, its a turn on. Especially if theyre married with children. I recall once blowing this guy in his hotel room when he rcvd a call from his wife. He spoke with her and his kids all the time I'm sucking his meat. Speaking of fuck...as soon as he finished his call I sat on his spit wet cock and rode him cowboy style until he sprayed my cunt with his daddy cum. Knowing the same baby batter that made his wife squirm and that produced his two sons was now in my own fagot pussy was hot as fuck. The fact that he called my hole a pussy and let me call him daddy while i rode him bare made it all the more deliciously satisfying.

Not only this, but you get bottom guys who will outright advertise that “vers guys are accepted but I will be the exclusive bottom”. Nothing screams ‘selfish asshole’ quite the way that does, to my ear.

Total gift when a sexy top brings another man to share a bottom's holes!! Happened to me a few times and always feel grateful for the opportunity to be of service and get flooded with double the nut! This man shared me with a buddy just last night...

Just remembered how good a thick dick feels. Bear from Growlr stopped by on his way to work. Thick hairy dick. Said he had a 5 day load. Bent me over the side of the couch and really pounded away. He played with my hands while fucking me which made it even hotter. Soon enough he was grunting pretty loud and shot a big load in me. Fuck that felt amazing. He pulled up his pants and left. I forgot how good a pounding from a bear can be. I wanted an encore of the fuck I just had. And what older guy doesn't love a 29 year old sexy ass. I'm naked in bed at this point, craving another thick dick. Find a bear on Adam4Adam 30 mins later. We do a walk in since I'm already in bed. This was a longer session than with the first guy. I lay on my stomach, he's on top and owning my hole. He cums twice, same position all the way through. This time I'm the one who couldn't contain my moaning. I feel like they did me a favor

UPDATE: Since I posted this in February, I am still getting fucked (usually) twice a week by this guy. Same routine, I go over to his house and he pounds his load in me. He is getting a little more interactive and talkative during sex. I have started playing with his nipples and his ass when I am giving him oral. Today, he actually pinched my nipples and played with my cock while he was breeding me. His text message said “3 day load ready”. Both of us are getting more verbal, today he moaned my name and said how much he like to breed me. When I left, he almost cracked a smile and said he would see me again later this week! 😈🔥

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.

This happened in the late 70s when I was around 27 yrs old. I worked at GM in Oklahoma City, got off at 3 each day, so I had a couple free hours before I had to be home for the wife. There is a public park, Trosper Park, in Midwest City area. It was very active then, still is pretty active today, but they've done everything they can to limit the activity, shutting down and demolishing the public bathrooms, putting up fencing to keep people from going into the woods on trails, etc. I used to go down those trails. The cum soaked tissues, rubbers filled with cum, made me hornier every time as I imagined the guys who fucked and sucked in those woods. Anyway, I parked near one of two public bathrooms. The men's side was very busy, guys coming and going, a few naked horn dogs would occasionally stand at the door, waving their hard dicks to the world. I finally got up the nerve to tuck my cock back in my Levi's and walk to the bathroom. A nice looking guy was wanking at the urinals. Two booths were occupied. I stepped up beside him and we jerked each other for a bit. The danger of being caught was an added, exciting boost to my sex drive. It must have worked for him, too, cause he stiffened his body, moaned, and shot his load, splattering the porcelain of the urinal. He quickly tucked, zipped, and left without finishing me. Damn. I heard the guys in the booths, noisily sucking. Then one yelled, shi, I'm cumming. He said thanks, man, and quickly left. I moved into the empty stall. There was a good sized glory hole. It made me horny, thinking how his dick was through that hole, pulsing his load into a waiting mouth. So, I stepped up, slid my 8 inch cock through the hole. A warm hand jacked me, then a warm, wet mouth took me in. Oh shit it felt great. I just wanted more. He stopped. I pulled back and a big uncut cock pushed through. At that time I had never sucked. I did6really want to, so I just jacked him. That must have frustrated him as he pulled back and said, come over here, kid. The booths didn't have doors. I waddled around to his side, pants at my knees. He was a chubby, short, very hairy old guy. He told me he would hum my cock and removed his dentures. That was kind of gross. But it felt so good that I gave in. He worked my cock like magic, smooth, wet, slick, his tongue dancing all over my dick. He stood up. Pushing me into the back of the stall, forcing me to bend forward, I felt his big uncut, dripping cock head against my ass. I had never had anal sex. But I was so turned on, I yielded to this old troll, letting him penetrate and push forward. It hurt so much I saw stars and cried out. He let me adjust to his size, then began to fuck me. I gradually relaxed and my prostate was being battered by his blunt cock with each shove forward. My dick was painfully hard and I just wanted the old man to use my ass. Hugging me tight. His hairy abdomen was pushed against my smooth back, his dick pistoning into my bowels, he grunts and shoves deep. His cum pulses into me. Over and over. My cock pulses and I moan making a big mess all over the porcelain potty as my cum splatters. He pulls out, turns me around, forces me to sit in my own cum on the stool and makes me clean off his cum and ass juice-covered cock. It was disgusting and hot at the same time. Thanks, kid, he said. Zipped up and left. I sat there, stunned, as more guys came in and did their thing. I finally got up, cleaned my ass up, left for home. I visited the park many times and he sucked me off several times. His gummy buds were too fantastic to turn down. Replies? Similar experiences? Krob73045@gmail.com

For me, there is nothing hotter than taking an anon load from someone at the bathhouse, park, or at my private gloryhole. The best is being at the sauna in my room, a guy comes in, plays with my hole, he fucks me for a while, he dumps his load and leaves without saying a word. And all I'm left is with his load leaking out of my hole. Those are my best fucks.

NYC has the best gloryholes. Hit Vishara last night and while it was completely dead, and the guy charging admission to the theater room waved me in for free, i realized why. Door closed in the arcade room, tried to be a good boy and feed the machine a dollar..they didn’t work! Cock #1 came through the slot, nice thick uncut and horny. I sucked him for a couple of minutes until he pressed deep and shot his load down my throat. Cock #1 left and cock #2 came in. Another perfect uncut cock. I sucked him for a few minutes and he was precumming and then pulled out, came to my booth and finished with a vigorous face fuck and big load down my throat. Cock #3 came through; it was a good night for uncut. I realized my free entry wasn’t entirely free. This was the guy who’d let me in and was getting a little bit of the action. He didn’t cum though. My knees needed a break, and I see this hot hispanic guy who’d just walked in. I am weak for latin guys. I had gone in to suck only. I had decided that taking anonymous loads in my ass was something I didn’t need to do anymore, cheating and all. I went back into the booth that had delivered and there were two guys next door. I love looking through a hole and seeing a guy bent over taking cock in his ass, sweating with his face against a video booth wall, and his eyes closed waiting to be flooded. Then the top’s ass clenched and the moan filled the booth. Back to latin dude. I got up and walked out and he’s still perched against the wall waiting. We enter a booth together. His cock was so nice and thick. And he was a popper whore like me. This took a little work, sucking him, feeling him up, and then he pulled me up and turned me around. I didn’t resist. I had my poppers and pulled down my jeans, and said “fuck my cheating hole”. He pounded for a while then pulled out. I sucked him some more, he sucked me and then I said “do you want to breed me? You fuck better than my boyfriend.” That was all the encouragement he needed. A few minutes later, I was walking back to my hotel with that familiar feeling swishing in my ass. I had swallowed 2 loads, took one up my ass, knew nothing about any of them, and went to bed with a hard on. The uncomplicated service of a gloryhole beats hours with an app or an ad.

Friday night I was super horned up but really wasn’t in the mood for anything too complicated or time consuming. It was also really late (2 AM) so as a compromise I decided to hit the local bookstore and stay until they closed at 4 AM. So after cleaning out and packing my typical ABS supplies (lube, poppers, cockrings, wet wipes and video supplies just in case something hot goes down I want to “document for posterity”), I drive to the bookstore and find it to be decently festive for this time at night. As is often the case that late at night, I was wanting to get fucked, and do it in the most slutty means possible which meant backing my ass up to the gloryhole and playing the waiting game. There were lots of lookie loos but few guys actually engaging. It’s always exciting hearing footsteps and the next booth’s door close. And from experience for every 5 guys who look into the hole and see an anonymous asshole maybe 1 will immediately unzip and knock you up. So we have -0- loads and a guy who fucked for a minute, didn’t cum and quickly ran out by the time it was 3:00. I was just about to call it a night when footsteps were followed by an exploring finger. Said finger was quickly replaced with a hard cock. I lustfully rode him for all his worth and he came quick. What I didn’t realize was that in the commotion someone else had entered to booth and almost instantly replaced spent cock with a thicker one. After fucking me for a minute he pulled out, leaned in and whispered “do you mind if I video this?”. That got my blood pumping and I “of course not, if you allow me to do the same”. He agreed and I saw the telltale light shining through the Gloryhole. I grabbed my phone as he pushed back into my sloppy hole and filmed him obviously enjoying the fact I had one in the chamber. I’m honestly not sure how many times he nutted, but it really doesn’t matter because the sex and his attitude was hot as fuck. Totally saved the night and made for a really hot vid

Had the day off so I started with a pump and dump. 30something hit me on growlr and said he wanted to walk in, find me blindfolded, head down ass up and lubed. Who am I to disappoint?! He was rather quick but after about 5 minutes of fucking, he pumped a nice load in me! Decided to go to the bathhouse in Columbus and on mom y way got hit by a big dicked black top who wanted to play. Spent an hour or 2 sucking his 10" beer can thick cock before he dumped in my hole! Damn near split me in 2! Got to the bath house and it was rather slow all day but I ducked a few cocks and got my hole worked in the sling bit. Nutted in someone's mouth in one of the glory hole booths. Went to lay on my bed to recover a bit. Wasn't long before I felt a hand on my ass and a finger snaking it's way into my hole. The guy closed the door and dropped his towel. He grabbed my bottle of lube and added a.little more before I felt him slide in behind.me and his average sized cock found its home in my hole! He fucked me quite nicely for about 15 minutes before asking if I wanted his load, OF COURSE!!! I felt him tense and his cock spasmed kn ne ws it filled me. Love the feeling of being filled with so much cum that it literally rolls out and down my scrotum! After that I called it a day!

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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

Great sex day. I had made plans with a hot guy that i've been messaging off and on for about 2 years or more and never met. Two days ago he tells me he has time on Sunday. He messages me on Grindr and asks if we are on at 2pm. I say yes and it's about 10:30am. In the meantime a very hot tall black man messaged me on Adam4Adam. He could be to me at 1ish. Damn I want to meet this guy. I invite him over thinking I'll push back the first one. Hot black man shows up and he is 6'4" hot solid man with a big very thick cock. Hot damn! So lucky am I. We kissed and then he got to eating my ass. Sweet tongue. I was sucking his big dick. Then he put me on my back and pushed his dick in me but only after some lube. That dick! He gave me a minute to adjust my hole and then he started ramming it in slow and deep. Like a slow plow. Plowed his dick up my ass good. Loved his style of fuck. He blew his load in me almost about an hour after we started fucking. We rested a few minutes and then he fucked me again for a little while, pulled out and jerked his cock on me. Just as he started to cum I quickly got on his dick to get his cum in my mouth. Damn hot. We made plans to fuck again soon. He's a hot fuck. After that I met the first guy I made plans with but I didn't leave him much time. His partner was coming home soon. But he said come over quickly. I headed over and he was damn hot too. Looked much better than his profile pic. So we go to his apartment and we are kissing and pulling our dicks out he's hard as fuck. I drop and give him a wet blowjob and he says he wishes we had more time cause he'd love to fuck. So I stand up pull my underwear down over my ass and turn away and tell him to fuck me. He goes in. Fucking heaven. He's in for about two minutes and he's emptying his nut in my hole. Fucking hot. I pull up my pants and am out of the apartment in less than 3 minutes. Happily bred. After his place I went to the gym. On my way a guy messages me on Grindr. Beautiful uncut dick. Hispanic guy. Pretty big guy and I've sucked him off before. Veered off from the gym and went to his place. He laid back and I sucked him off and swallowed his thick load. On my way back home. Later tonight I went to a regular guy in the neighborhood who I see now and then and got one last load before bed. Very productive day for collecting cum. 5 loads from 4 different guys is damn good for a Sunday.

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.

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

sorry guys that this has stagnated for so long but i had some crap in my life to deal with...so we're back Meanwhile Duke was giving the oriental a kid a lesson in taking a big black cock down his throat, even though the chinks eyes were bulging Duke knew that the boy had done it before, he pulled his dick out leaving the lad gasping, a quick slap across the face brought Hiro round as Duke spat in his face “stop pretending you fucking slut”, Hiro looked up in genuine fear knowing he’d been found out “please Sir, please don’t tell Carlos”, Duke appraised the small Chinese boy and the bruises over his body “you’ve obviously fucked up before, I know Carlos he don’t mess up the merchandise unless they deserve it”, the boy lowered his head “please Boss, please don’t tell I’ll do anything”, Duke smirked “anything?”, the oriental nodded tears in his eyes “yes Boss”. Hiro bounced up and down on Dukes cock his hands tied behind his back, trying to keep his cunt tight round Dukes big dick as Duke’s big hands held him round the throat, as the Oriental boy rode Duke applied pressure bit by bit, the oriental boy was scared, he could feel it starting to get difficult to breathe as he rode the big mans cock. Duke relished the fear on the chinks face as he applied more pressure, his thumbs were pushing harder now, hard enough for bruising to start to form. Up and down Hiro went, his brain was struggling now, he felt light headed, his movements were slowing, Duke noticed and spat in the boy’s face “keep fucking riding slag!!”. Hiro was riding limply now, he could hardly breathe as Duke used the hands round to boy’s throat to keep him bouncing, the kids face was bright red, his lips with a slight bluish haze, and then he blacked out. Duke chuckled as he let Hiro fall to the floor, he stood up and looked at the bruised oriental lad whose neck was slowly turning a pretty purple, he checked the boy was still breathing, not that he gave a shit he knew to Carlos that boys were just merchandise. Duke fisted the unconscious boy, his big rings still on, literally ruining the sluts cunt for good, then with great pleasure he held his dick and pissed a nice long stream of acrid piss over the out of it boy, he tucked his dick into his shorts before giving Hiro a kick with elicited a moan. Satisfied he lit a cigar wandering out of the room to find Carlos and Ted. Duke was still horny and in a need of a good fix, as he walked into the viewing room, I turned to him “what you been up to?”, Duke sat down taking a mirror from Carlos and snorting a few lines “well Ted I’ve just had a bit of dull time with that useless oriental slut”, I roared in laughter as Carlos’s face turned red, he put my hand on Carlos’s arm “hey chill, you said he was crap”, Carlos laughed “true enough” Duke finally took a look at what was going on behind the two way mirror, Brutus was still getting his massive knob licked by Ryan, he took a brandy from Carlos “friggin A!!”, just as I pulled out Bobby’s phone laughing “now let’s see who else we can get once Bobby makes his debut here”

On Saturday, I got a message from Louis that said “Sorry abt Wed. Didn’t mean to run off like that.” I replied “Sure you did. hope u got laid.” I really meant it. He needed some pussy to balance out the homo sex he had been having the past month. I respected that he needed both and hoped that he knew I was ok with it. I was happy to be the fuckbuddy. An hour later he replied “I did. u ok?” I sent back a reply telling him that I really was ok with it, and I expect him to fuck other people and he should expect I would too. It took a few hours, but he sent me back another message “Ryan, I hope you’re serious. This is very different than any relationship I have been in and I don’t want to screw it up.” I sent back a message “weather good tomorrow. Ride?” figuring it would be better to talk about ‘us’ face to face. He replied “??? ok. when?” I understood why he was confused, but I just replied “we can talk then. 9 am ur place.” I got to his place at 9am and we took off. We didn’t really say anything when we stopped. We were out in the sticks and I saw the sign I was looking for. I slowed and we pulled off into a little roadside park with a couple picnic tables. I turned off my bike and peeled off my leather jacked. It weighed a ton since it was full of sweat. I sat down at the picnic table and opened my bottle of warm water. I watched Louis sit down on the other side and he looked back at me with a worried look. “Louis, we need to talk. You said you didn’t want a gay relationship and then we went back to fucking again. I truly don’t have a problem with you fucking women or even other men. This is what a fuck buddy relationship is. No strings, no expectations. If you want to fuck with me, we do it. Otherwise we find someone else. Have you ever had casual sex besides when you and I fucked?” He looked even more confused. “Uh, not really. That girl in the bar was the first. I’m not even sure what to call what we did” he said. “Dude, that IS casual sex. Fucking with no commitments. She and I have been your sole casual sex partners. It’s just sex. We may care about each other, but there’s no expectation that we are committing to each other as a couple. We’re just friends who like to fuck. Did you have fun with her?” I asked. “Yeah, I did. She was a lot wilder than any other woman I’ve been with. She loved it when I got rough. Not as rough as we’ve gotten, but close. We fucked almost all night” he replied. “You gonna see here again?” I asked, knowing what the answer was probably going to be. “Nah, unless we meet in the bar again. I didn’t even get her number” Louis said with a laugh. There was a pause and he asked “Did you hookup with anyone that night?” “Not really. Just a blowjob in the john. He’s blown me a few times but that’s as far as we’ve gone” I said. I kind of thought he was fishing to see if I had hooked up with one or both of his work buddies so I added “I left your buddies playing pool after the blowjob and then I went home.” I saw him staring at me and was wondering what was going through his mind. “Why do I get hard when I look at you?” Louis asked. “Well, it’s like Pavlov’s dogs. Almost every time we get together, we fuck. Now your body kind of expects it to happen. Is that a problem?” I asked with a devilish grin. “Not really. I love having sex with you” Louis replied. “Good, cuz I feel the same. Follow me” I told him. We left our jackets on the table and headed to the grove of trees that surrounded the picnic area. I found the nearest decent sized tree and walked past it and turned around. I pushed Louis against the tree and kissed him roughly. My hand reached down and I felt his stiff cock through his jeans and then groped his balls too. “Someone’s horny” I said, breaking the kiss and pulling his sweat soaked tank top off. I rubbed my hands over his sweaty chest hair down to his belt. I unbuckled it and unzipped his jeans, pushing them down. I was bent over, sucking and biting on his nip pinning him back against the tree. I reached down to stroke his cock but found it was already as hard as a rock. I moved over to the other nipple and gave it a few flicks of my tongue and a quick nibble before I sunk to my knees, taking his cock into my mouth. I slowly sucked my way down until my face was pressed into his now untrimmed pubes. Squeezing my throat around the tip of his cock I heard him say “Oh fuuuuck. We’re not gonna do it here, are we?” I mumbled “Mmhmm” around his cock as I began to bob on it. I could feel his body twisting as he looked around to see if anyone could see us. A car zipped down the highway but I doubt they could see us in the woods. Knowing that Louis’s sex life had been pretty vanilla before he met me, I guessed that this was the first time he had ever had outdoor sex. I didn’t want him to waste his load down my throat so I unbuttoned my jeans and stood up, getting my face right next to his and said “Fuck me.” He looked startled but moved from the tree and behind me. I bent over and wrapped my hands on each side of the one foot diameter tree trunk. I heard Louis spit on his hand and rub it into my hole before he spat again right on it. I felt the tip of his cock push against my hole and then plowed inside. There wasn’t enough spit for him to slide in easily and it hurt, but I loved it. He pulled back and then drove steadily in again. Each time got easier between me stretching out and his precum soaking my pussy. Louis’ hands grasped my shoulders with each thumb on my neck before he started to pound me harder. We were both grunting and growling as he fucked faster. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long and I was right. He gave me a few hard thrusts and shoved in as deep as he could before I felt his cock swell, followed by pulses from his dick. I could feel his whole body shake as the orgasm ended and he pulled his still hard cock out of my ass. I stood up and turned to see him start to pull up his jeans. “Not so fast. Now it’s your turn” I told him. He looked surprised and a little worried. I laughed and said “Bend over and grab the tree” as I knelt behind him. I licked the sweat off of his empty balls, up the taint to his hole. His musk smelled amazing and made my cock even harder. I licked like a starving animal and pushed my tongue into the tight pucker. I spent several minutes feasting on Louis’ ass, feeling the hair brush across my tongue as I sucked up all of the sweat and getting his hole as slick as possible with my spit. My cock was aching to enjoy all the pleasures my tongue was getting. A long string of precum was connected between the piss slit and the grass below me. I stood up and kept his butt cheeks spread wide as my cock zeroed in on it’s target. He was tight, almost as tight as the first time I fucked him, but his hole seemed to be sucking my cock inside. As I bottomed out with my balls resting on his, I heard a car pass by on the highway. I waited until it was gone and knew it wasn’t pulling into the park before I rocked my hips and began to fuck Louis. I wasn’t as frantic as he was, this was a slow pleasurable fuck. I slowly built up speed listening to Louis moan and mutter. By now he had forgotten about getting caught and was completely zoned in on feeling my bare cock pumping in and out of him. He would give a quick squeeze occasionally, encouraging me to fill him with another load of cum, but I wanted to make this a nice long fuck. It was a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze blowing against my bare ass. I could feel Louis’ cum starting to leak out and it caused my balls to start to tighten up. I gave him a few more hard thrusts and then the spurts of cum started to flood his guts with my warm seed. It was one of the biggest loads I had shot in a long time, helped no doubt by hearing Louis beg for it. I stepped back, catching my breath and Louis pulled away from the tree. He kneeled down in front of me and licked my softening cock. He would lick and then lean back before going back and licking more of my cum covered cock. After six or seven laps of his tongue, he swallowed my stiffening cock. My body shuddered as his lips and tongue brushed over the sensitive head of my cock. He took me all in, holding my ass with his hands. He slowly pulled back and looked up at me with bits of cum in his beard. Louis stood up and pulled his jeans up, buckling his belt and picking his shirt up off the ground and putting it back on. As I was pulling my jeans up I heard a twig break nearby and looked to see a young farmer about our age standing there with his cock in his hand. “Fuck that was so hot. I hope you guys come back sometime and let me join in” he said. I saw Louis turn bright red but I smiled back at the guy. “Sure, I bet that would be fun” I replied and started to walk back to the picnic table. As Louis and I put our jackets on, the farmer came up and said “Let me give you my number.” I handed him my phone and watched as he added a contact ‘Farmer Ben’. I took my phone back and stuffed it back in my jacket. “I’m serious. I’d love to hookup with you guys some time. I don’t get much action around here” Ben said. “I’ll give you a yell next time we’re out this way. Later” I replied as I headed back to my bike, Louis a few steps behind me. I put my gloves and helmet on and pressed the starter. I nodded back to Ben as I made a u-turn and headed back to the highway, wondering how much Ben saw.

Yes, get tested. HIV probably not, warts and who knows what else she has, probably so. Hope she was worth it!

way to be there poz boy

I want see some Father son pozzing on that trip. Hope they get to do that to gather.

Yes he open to me a road of depravity and self destruction

Jake slowly started working his boy cunt with his fingers, and gradually his hole opened up. Given how powerful the situation was, I felt that some t was needed and helpful, and Jake agreed. The pipe was loaded, I held the torch to it, and got a nice lung full. As a side note, t gives me t dick from hell, but Jake gets rock hard from the stuff, which works fine for me. Then we passed the pipe to Derek and instructed him on how to use it. " Wait until the bowl is sort of smokey, then start to inhale with your mouth slow and steady." we informed him. It was almost like you could see the tingles go up his spine. We gave him 3 good hits. That opened him up nicely, along with the poppers we had provided. Jake plowed his boy cunt until he nutted hard, then stood back and allowed Mark to nut and dump his baby batter in him as well. I just stood back and watched, hard as a rock despite the T and finally sunk my cock into my nephew and all the baby batter he held. I plowed his cunt for a good few minutes, then we decided to move it to my truck. We went upstairs and then out with all of us dressed. Derek was bent over the passenger seat of my truck and I bred him nice and deep. Then Jake jumped back in, hard as a rock and wanted to breed him again. "You love that toxic baby batter don't ya boy?" Jake asked rhetorically.... Derek just nodded, the t and the cock in his boy cunt just told him to go with it. Little did he know that he was slowly becomming a poz cunt boy who served at our pleasure. Slowly but surely he would change. ( Sorry guys, I really am in the deep south and heading back home tomorrow. Thats all I had time to write tonight after spending the last 3 hours in a speakeasy ( illegal bar... yes they do exist in 2018...) More to cum...

PART 6 The next few days went something like spend 23 hours absolutely beating myself up and being sure my life was over, and the other hour reliving the sex that had taken place and jerking off three times a day. And it was the only thing I thought about jerking off. But there was no way I was ever going to do that again. I tried to avoid even going by Tom’s place, mostly because I was just so freaked by HIV and that he had cum in me and also just because I had never acted like that, like so slutty and desperate for a guy. My resolve to avoid a recurrence aside, it was safe to say I thought about Tom a lot. I would spend hours mad that he could have done that to me, followed by thoughts of how great it was that he had done that to me. It was almost worse. I finally had had the sex I had fantasized about and it had felt SO GOOD, but I couldn’t ever do it again. I struggled to focus on school and work but still found myself obsessing over fact that I had had raw sex. And taken cum. And, of course, I felt guilty over jerking off to it, but I just couldn’t help it. At least I had that, I would tell myself. Five days. Not even a week. I had been at school and then work and it was Friday and I decided to go to the Jacuzzi at the apartment complex. And who shows up about three minutes after I got in the water? Opening his robe he displayed a well-packed Speedo that could barely contain his cock and balls. "Chris, I have been hoping I would see you again. I know you were kind of flustered when you left. I really enjoyed our time we spent together. God, you were amazing.” He said as he settled in the water, directly across from me. “In fact, I was really really hoping to see you again.” I was practically shaking from the adrenaline going thru me. Part of me was so scared of what had happened, but part of me was seriously stuck on the fact Tom had really liked it and he liked me. He had been thinking about me. “I, I have been busy all week with school and work and stuff,” I said quietly. “I bet you need to relax,” he replied, adding “I bet you need to let go, let some of that stress go, let your true self come out for a while.” He had kind of slowly moved around the jacuzzi and he was now close to me. I just nodded at what he said. A recording of our previous meeting was playing over and over in my head. “I think we have had enough jacuzzi. Let’s dry off and go back to my playroom.” And he eased himself out of the jacuzzi his half hard cock pressing his suit out. I stared. And then followed. I knew what it meant going back there. And I was going anyway, after all I had said to myself. It was that easy for him to get me. We walked silently back to his place. As soon as we were in the door he suggested "Let’s just leave our suits down here,” as he stripped off what little he was wearing. I followed suit. Ten seconds in his house and I was naked. I followed him up the stairs into his play room. Shutting the door he stepped over to the entertainment center and inserted a video as I took a seat on the bed. As the video flickered through the opening credit, Tom joined me on the bed, his tongue invading my mouth. “I jerked off every day thinking about you and your sexy body and little boyhole,” he whispered. "I jerked off so many times thinking about you," I admitted, adding "I know I shouldn’t do this but I want to so badly,” I whispered through our kiss. "Shhhhh. Don’t worry, baby boy. This is your playroom. Your place to be your true self and to do what you want to do. What you need to do. And my baby boy needs his hole fucked again doesn’t he?” Tom whispered, his inches from mine. Unbidden, my had was already stroking his cock, which, I thought, felt like steel. “I want you to fuck me so bad,” I blurted out, surprising myself. But it was true. What had been a want these last few days was now a need. Tom was so hot. His cock was so fucking big and perfect. And he wanted me just as much I could tell. Looking me in the eyes, he asked me the question of which I was afraid "And what about my cum: Are you gonna take my cum again?” His cock leaking precum in my hand, the heat of his body, his smell. It all pushed me to the edge, where I was just his. And I was my true self. And my true self knew that every thought I had had about Tom always ended with him cumming in me. “I want your cum. I want you to fuck me like last time until you cum in me. In my hole, “ I replied. Just like that, I had somehow ended up in his room. And this time, he knew right away that my ass was his to use. And the cum. I was trembling still, a ball of horninss and nerves. This super hot guy was HIV positive, and he had a huge cock that was rock hard. And I had basically just asked him to fuck me and fill me up with sperm. And this time, cock hunger won out quicker than fear as I slid down to my knees and opened my mouth wide, ready to serve.

Part 7; The 3 of us had tourniquets put on, and using 3 different syringes/needles drew blood from one another. Then a 1/3 from each syringe was put into 3 new syringes, making 3 lots of a triple DNA cocktail. Still on all 4's, we got the twink propped against the wall, still with the Gask Mask Funnel Hood on, and Rose-Plug in place. Tom being Tom and his twisted mind, having just put a tourniquet on him, now with a marker pen, wrote on the twinks arm; 'Demon DNA here', with an arrow pointing upwards. I first got jabbed, with about 1/4 of a syringe full. Next up came Tom, he also got a similar amount. Malcolm was more than happy to donate, but he wasn't up for being 'slammed'. Fair enough. As the needle approached the twinks arm, he put his opposite hand inside the rubber jock I put on him at the beginning of the evening and started playing with himself. In it went. We all watched the plunger depress as the remaining 1/2 of that syringe load went in. Malcolm took one of the remaining 2 syringes, and squirted about half into the Gask Mask Funnel Hood, then took another large piss. That beautiful forced gulping sound soon ensued, and the lil twink had got a hard on and was now wanking. Malcolm pushed his hand away from the rubber jock, and placed the twink in the sling, restrained his wrists and ankles, removed the Funnel Hood, took out the Rose-Plug, quickly unzipped, and started slapping his semi erect Dick against the now well weathered hole. I knelt down sideways to the sling, inches away from dick and cunt. As per, he milked his perineum, and I got a close up of rank pus oozing out. In he went, sliding in deep. I stood up to see Tom attaching nipple clamps to the twinks so far neglected nipples. Malcolm wasted no time and was fucking hard and fast. As he got pounded the twink looked up at Malcolm, whose face he did not know, as he had only seen him with the mask on. That was HOT to watch. Malcolm started breathing heavily and grunting. His grunts got louder and louder and we could tell he had started unloading as with each of his final handful of grunts he slammed in hard. He zipped up and left the room. 'Keith, we are out of Fist Gel'. I'm not surprised. Off I went to make a new batch. ******* Do you want a Part 8?

I am HIV neg. Now that my status is out of the way, I can say for certain, right or wrong, that there is a growing number of guys that are willing and ready to just stay off meds. This isn't a fantasy or story but real life. Need to have their head examined? That's not up to me. I'm not about to judge anyone. It's their choice. I am in the middle. What's the point of being pozzed if you go on meds right away? May as well have been on prep. However, for anyone who ends up with AIDS through no fault of your own, then in real life that's not cool. For the chasers and gifters and for those who "don't care," however then enjoy being poz! Otherwise, use a (gulp) condom or BE sure of your partner's status.

hungandmean - Recon is one place to look - I found my former Master of five years there. It wasn't a smack-me-around kind of relationship, but it was a Master-submissive relationship, and although he's moved on to a permanent relationship with someone else, we're still close friends. Another avenue you might try is FetLife. FL isn't a hookup channel, it's more of a fetish community, and a way to get connected with the IRL fetish communities in your area, which is the only way you're going to actually get into a relationship in the first place. Any Dom/Sub relationship is like any other kind of human relationship: They Take Time. You get back what you invest in them. You want to mold the person? Fine. Look at it like planting a garden. It will take a season for things to come to fruition, and it will take sweat, and hard work (and plowing, ha ha get it out of your system) but you're going to be in it for the long haul if it's going to amount to anything, for both of you. And he's going to have to be the right guy for you, and you for him, and that's just peachy, ain't it, because wouldn't it be great it we had a detector for that? We don't, and that's because Power Exchange relationships are very complex and a lot deeper than most people realize. (I'll never forget one evening at camp when I was being rough-fucked on a picnic table by a Dom Top who was calling me a cunt every third word and a his bitch every second sentence, and somehow I managed to overhear the voice of a young guy in the audience (yes, the audience) saying, "How can he talk to him like that? Who does he think he is?" before an older and wiser man shut him up.) The negotiations have to satisfy deep-seated needs on both sides for it to work. Just because you have a need to apply some rough treatment to a sub doesn't mean that's enough for the sub; there's probably going to be more to it, and if you don't realize that the sub is always the controller of power in a Power Exchange, you've got the wrong end of the stick anyway. The Master who trained me - in a very real, very very effective mental sense - to believe that I am, in fact, meant to be a cumdump and a sexual service for other men, the man who trained me to orgasm on his verbal command and could make me do so at this moment, was not the perfect match for me. That man is still out there, somewhere. I may never meet him. Maybe it's just as well, because God knows what that man would turn me into. But, and I say this with all due respect to Skinster's experience above, the only way to be certain you won't find yours is if you never start looking. All I can tell you is that there is a submissive out there wistfully wishing he could find the right Dom who would take him in hand in just the right way for him. How do I know this? Because I'm one of them.

H&M, if you apply the effort looking, I am not sure if you'd find it. I've spent a ton of time and years looking for the same thing, then not looking and still not finding that same very thing. IMHO it is mostly unrealistic now to expect anything serious long term within dom/sub frame just because of proliferation and wide acceptance of electronic hookup tech. The old-fashioned (awh-gawd!) relationships are flat out of favor. May be in your area that demos a smaller effect, but in major US cities - oh well. Everybody watched all the porn by now, we know what there can be, could have been, because someone has already done and shown it. On the fly, around literally any corner (in like ole New York), continuous sexual buffet of near unlimited variety of dick and ass and random kinks. People simply (and surprisingly - very willingly) accepted the notion to be majorly fucked in the head with this. Fag-related ADHD is no longer the diagnosis (that you simply can't focus long enough to produce the next meaningful mutually-satisfying 5-minute relationship) because something else is blinking at you from the screen of your phone. It is at the itchy junkie drug addiction level. I-will-walk-through-traffic-without-looking level. Any kinky tweak has to be satisfied now, right now, right this second, can't-wait-half-hour-for-subway itch level. That is before the flaking out is added in. Bath houses used to carry the scorn of promiscuity. Now it is in your own pocket since you were so willing to pay for it. And an hour ride on the train is now the new long-distance relationship. That's where old 'Bridges-and-Tunnels crowd' term comes from. Everybody wants an EASY button and immediate gratification. This shit is flat out sad. I haven't heard from any of my friends for a long while now that someone went on a proper date. 1 couple did get married (under very unclear to me circumstances). Repeat Fuck-buddies seems to be the most there is. And the bulk of interactions are still sex parties and one-time hookups when I don't even need to see your fucking face, just give me that warm hole. God forbid you mention any other non-sexual and socially-acceptable future activity - they run away screaming scared. There is no Cancel button, but they seem to prefer to disappear than keep things going.

Hello "Cumdumptor" It is an interesting topic you raised here .. but I do not think that it has anything to do with the fact that you are coloured, or believe that people your own age don't want you ... I am sure that there are plenty of guys your own age, who would love to get together with you BUT IN A BATHHOUSE there are different rules than in a chatroom ... in a chatroom you can give YOUR PREFERENCES and choose who you meet .. whereas in a bathhouse/sauna EVERYBODY can come and go .. and you can still pick who you choose to allow to play with you .. JUST DONT PRESENT YOURSELF in a way where the "invitation" can be misinterpreted ... Like "Chargedup" stated ... control the situation yourself ... if you are facing the open door with a lubbed-up ass ... it is an open invitation ... and it will be interpreted by everybody who fancies you, to play and use your ass ... younger, middle aged, or older , in all colours they cummmm ... SOLUTION: Why not sit in your cabin, facing the door ... and start flirting with those who you like... the others you simply ignore ... The joy of a bathhouse is you find all kinds of men .. all shapes, ages and stages... THAT you might want to embrace too ... as often those you wouln't necessarily go for are the best surprises in your sex life HAVE FUN AND ENJOY

dont know why. I have a thing for married men with sons, multiple sons is a bigger turn on. For men with girls do not have the same effect.