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Hey guys. This story is inspired by my new SEXY buddy, TexasTwink . He's cute, and you should all write to him to thank him for this story idea. Thank you, TexasTwink. 😉 Please Use a Condom - Chapter 1. A buddy of mine, Sam, has a penchant for corrupting young ‘safe sex only’ guys. Over a few beers, he told me about this one guy he was planning on bringing over to the dark side. A sexy twink from Texas met him in an airport bar and confided that he wanted to be used by several guys at the same time. He fantasized about being taken raw by multiple men, but wasn’t quite ready. He asked my buddy if he’d be willing to help him. He told him he’d come up with something. They exchanged numbers and boarded their flights. They had kept in touch and the twink was going to be traveling back through town for work in a while. My buddy told me that the twink was passing through in a few days and wanted to invite me to join in the festivities. We were going to meet in a bar on Friday night and get the twink some liquid courage before heading back to my buddy’s playroom to have some piggy fun. I could tell from the pics that Sam shared with me that the twink was beautiful, mid-20s, blond hair hanging in his face and over his ears, great smile, and a nice slim body. His jeans showed off his curvy meaty butt. I arrived at the bar first and was pretty sure the cute guy at the bar was the guy we were to meet. A few guys from around showed up before my buddy, and we were all eyeing this tasty-looking twink. I saw Mike and Bill, two POZ guys I’d swapped loads with in the past. There was an older bald heavy-set guy with a beer gut and a massive barrel chest who Mike introduced me to as Ron. When I shook Ron’s paw, I saw a biohazard tattoo on his furry forearm. A sexy Latin guy greeted Ron, who, in turn, introduced the two of us. The Latin guy's name was Pedro. No word or sign if Pedro was POZ or not. The twink was clearly nervous as he downed two beers. My buddy showed up and sat down next to him giving him a big bear hug before introducing us all to ‘tonight’s entertainment.’ We shared a few beers as the twink loosened up. My buddy had his hands down the back of his jeans and was clearly fingering his hole. The twink was squirming and cooing, clearly loving his fantasy coming true. Sam took care of the tab, and we all headed outside to walk the short distance back to his place, arm in arm. The twink was a little drunk, but still very much in control of what he wanted. When we got to Sam’s place, he let us in and led us down to the basement playroom, complete with a leather sling, and a wall of toys. We all helped the twink undress down to his jockstrap. Just as Sam was about to help him into the sling, his eyes flashed wide. He held up his hands as asked if he could have a moment alone with Sam. The four of us went back upstairs to get undressed and get ready for some serious fucking. Sam came upstairs to find me on my knees switching between the cock of my old and new friend. "Bad news, guys. Our twink friend is scared to take so much raw cock. Now, he’s gonna let us fuck him, but there’s a condition: we've gotta use a condom." Mike reached into his pants, puddled on the floor, and pulled out a wrapped condom and commented with a sly smile "I've been saving this for someone special." Sam looked concerned and countered saying "Come on, guys. If he wants us to use a condom, we should honor that, right?’" Sam took Mike’s condom and made sure it wasn't stale, and that the wrapper was intact, asking "You sick fuck didn’t stab this with a pin or anything did you?" Mike shook his head no. My sense was he was being honest. Sam’s concern devolved into a sneer. He asked us to wait right there for a moment. I went back to sucking cock as Sam headed back downstairs. H e reappeared a few moments later with a big grin saying "We’re in luck, pigs. Our twink is into kink. He gave me permission to try something raunchy. We’re going to all fuck him. With a condom. This condom. We all have to wear the same one. And when it breaks, it breaks." The guys helped me to my feet and we headed down the dark steps to find the twink in the sling, blindfolded and holding a bottle of poppers to his nose. To be continued…

CHAPTER 1: Tyler dad made a fortune with the exploitation of swingers sex club. In the weekends the club was packed with straight and bi couples. After Tyler’s mom died his dad blocked all emotions and was only busy working. Tyler had a friend at school to talk with, but when they grew older the conversions mostly were about girls. A subject that didn’t do much for Tyler. When he was online he came across a link to a gay porn website a world opened up. When he was 18 he discovered Grindr and after his first time having sex he wanted more. Within a few month he frequently visited sex parties. At one of these parties he met a few guys that introduced him to chems and took him to other more intense parties. He saw boys taking load after load and begging to become part of the brotherhood. Tyler knew right away that he wanted to be one of them. A few months before turning 19 he got the news that he was POZ and to celebrate he took a biohazard tattoo on his dick. In the next few years he started to cover his body with tattoos. After coming home from a POZ party he found his dad lying dead in the hallway; A heart attack. Tyler was heartbroken but determined to turn this into something positive. He closed and stripped the swingers cluband after a few months re-opened as a gay bathhouse. Tyler hired 12 good-looking young boys as staff. He only hired boys he knew from the POZ parties. The only thing the boys wear while working is a leather harness with a cocking with an anal plug attached. The harness has a lock and can only be removed with a key. Only customers with a green or red wristband are allow to touch the staff. All other customers without a special wristband that touch the boys without consent is banned. The bathhouse is open from 11:00 in the morning until 3:00 at night, but for customers with a wristband can stay 24/7. The red wristband are members which Tyler personal invited. You can only become a member through another member and when you are young than 40, POZ and not on meds. Boys between 18 and 25 get a green wristband. Every night after 3:00 the bathhouse is change into one big POZ party hosted by Tyler. Anyone that wants to use condoms is asked to leave and chems are allowed. Before the party starts the boys with the green wristband Tyler likes are offered a drink secretly laced with G. Last week Tyler saw a boy that he wants to convert into his personal slut. The boy was 20 years old with medium-long blond hair that was tied together tight in a small tail. His body was athletic and hairless. Everyone without a wristband is asked to get dressed. The blond boy also walks towards the lockers. Tyler stops him and ask “You don’t have to leave”. The boy replies “I’m here with my brother and he’s 26 so he has no wristband”. Tyler grabs a wristband from behind the counter and says “Now you can both stay”. The boy smiles and nods. After 5 minutes he’s back with his brother. “You could be twins” Tyler says before asking their names. The youngest is called Zack and the oldest is Dane. “Want a drink boys?” asks Tyler while handing them a laced drink. Both boys nod. Tyler tells two of his staff to keep refilling when the glasses are empty. In total 11 boys and 17 members stayed. Most of them took of their towels showing their big dicks. Some boys can’t hide their lust and move towards a group of black guys with huge black cocks sticking out. The first 2 boys get worked down on their knees and 2 others automatically get down. You can hear the boys gagging on the monster cocks. Tyler walks towards the brothers. Zack say “It’s getting warm here”. Tyler replies “Let’s lay down over there”. The boys lay down on the huge bed in the orgy room. Tyler removes his short and shirt. “Wow! Love the tattoos” says Dane. “Yeah they look good on your ripped body” Zack adds. Tyler thanks both boys. “Your bodies are also hot… why not remove your towels” he replies. Both boys remove the towels revealing two huge cocks. Tyler’s cock starts to grow. “He likes what he seeing” Dane says to Zack pointing at Tyler's growing dick. Zack moves down and swallows Tyler's cock. Dane begins to move away. “Where are you going?” asks Tyler. “We never have sex in a threesome” he replies. “Are you afraid of competition??” Tyler says laughing before asking one of his staff to bring him his pipe. “This calms your nerves” Tyler says. He lights the pipes and starts to inhale. The boy that brought the pipe whispers in Dane’s ear. Tyler grabs Dane and pulls him closer for a kiss and gives him a shotgun. After 10 seconds he exhales. Tyler repeats that twice and then does the same with Zack. “What is that?” Zack asks but Tyler doesn’t respond and pushes Zack down again. “Suck that cock” Tyler says pushing Dane towards the boy that brought the pipe. Dane swallow down the cock while tyler starts to suck Dane’s dick. Tyler get a small tube of lube and places it at Dane’s hole. The small nozzle enters his hole with easy. He squirts a load of lube inside. Dane moans. “Yes it burns a bit but in a few seconds it will stop” Tyler replies. Tyler know that the lube contains enough Tina to transform him into a perfect slut. He asks Zack if he want to squirt some lube in his ass before asking him to turn around. Zack also moans when the lube begins to take effect. Both boys start to moan louder. “This will make the feeling more intense” says Tyler as he starts to blindfold both boys. “My boy will fuck you Zack and you will fuck me and i will fuck Dane” Tyler explains. But instead of doing what he said he lays down manoeuvres Zack onto his dick. Zack slowly gets impaled by the big cock. “Next” Tyler says. One of the others boys helps Dane To manoeuvre on top of his younger brothers dick. When the whole cock is swallowed by Dane’s hole he starts to ride the pole. “Your ass feels amazing Tyler” moans Zack. “His dick feels even better” says Dane. 4 people are filming how both brothers fuck each other. After 10 minutes we switch position. After removing the blindfold Tyler says “Dane i would love to see you fuck you younger brother”. “What?! No way… I will be the worse sex ever!” Dane shouts. “No i’m sure you’ll both enjoy it” Says Tyler with a grin. “Never” replies Zack. Both boys are handed a phone playing the video made earlier. Their eyes are wide open while fingering their holes. “You want my cock in your ass Dane? Then you know what to do.” Tyler adds. Dane can’t hide the urge for cock. He trows his brother on his stomach and positions his dick. Zack struggles a bit. “Stop struggling. I’m the oldest so you do as i say.” Dane growls before slamming his cock deep inside his brother. Tyler gets in position behind Dane and slips his cock in Dane’s ass”. They fuck as an well-synced machine. Tyler gives a sign and two boys grab Zack’s arm tie a rubber band around it. Before Zack knows whats happening a syringe enters his vein and the Tina enters the bloodstream. “Take a good look and see him change in a horny slut” Tyler whispers in Dane’s ear. The rubber band snaps off and Zack starts to cough. Hie begins to moan while his body starts to pulsate. His ass opens up and Dane’s dick sinks deeper inside. Dane feels the head of his cock passing the second ring. The second ring begins to tighten around the swollen head. Dane tries to pull out but the right tightens with every attempt. A warm feeling begins to build op in Dane’s balls. Zack begins to moan louder when he feels his brothers dick swell up. With a deep animalistic grunt he starts to shoot thick streams of cum deep inside his young brother. After 3 minutes he pulls out and falls exhausted besides his brother. Tyler gives another signand before Dane can act the rubber band snaps off and he start to couch. Tyler yells “It’s time boys” and within 20 seconds all 12 boys working for him are gathered around him. “Like you all became brothers these 2 will also brothers. So dump as many of your loads containing my toxic dna deep inside them”. After Tyler’s speech he flips zack on his back lifts his legs and begins to pound his ass using Dane’s cum as lube. At the same time the first of his boys begins fucking Dane. Tyler begins to fuck harder. Zack begins begging for more. “Yes Harder… Give me more…”. Tyler begin to laugh and says “I want to hear you beg for my cum… beg me for my POZ cum..”. The Tina turned Zack a fuck slut without a will of his own as he start to beg Tyler to POZ him. “Yes fuck me harder… I want your load… your dirty POZ load… make me yours…”. Tyler gets turned on by these words he feels his cum boiling in his balls. He looks at Dane and sees how one of his boy shoot a third load in his ass. Tyler grunts deep and shoot a huge load in Zack’s ass. As he pulls out the cum comes gushing out the open ass. Quickly one of the boys takes his place. After shooting a huge load in Dane’s ass Tyler walks back to the bar area. His cocks begins to get hard when he sees how a slim twink boy slowly sliding on to a black monster cock. The whole 12.5” disappears inside the boy. “Did you cover your dick with crystals?” asks another black dude. “Yes… i can feel his body giving in… wanna try if he’s ready?” says the one with his dick deep in the boy. He pulls the twink close to his chest and wraps his arm around him. The other positions him self behind the boy and starts to push his 11” cock besides the other dick. The boys body start shaking and the boys begs to stop. The second dick slowly stretches the boys hole to the max. Slowly the dick sinks deeper until it’s completely disappears. Slowly he starts to move his cock in and out. Faster and Faster. The boys is moaning from pleasure. “I’m close” the first black guy yells. “Me too” replies the other. They both ram their cocks deep inside, This is to much for the young boy and passes out. Both dicks unload deep in his ass. One pulls out as a third black cock takes it’s place. “I will wake him up!” and rams his big cock inside. The boy body twitches and with a loud cry he’s comes back. The cum gets fuck out of his ass. The boy gets pounded hard for at least another 15 minutes before getting a third load planted deep in his ass. Tyler smiles and is glad to see that another boy is converted into a POZ cum slut. TO BE CONTINUED?

Last night I met up with a guy that I’d been chatting with for months. We met at a local bar that turns out is closed on Mondays (WTF) and ended up going to another bar for drinks. We chatted a few hours, and eventually we went back to his place. This guys profile said he used condoms, but I no longer assume that is accurate based on how many guys go bare. When we get to his place, we make out, and start sucking. Nice above average cock, not huge, on the thick side. Seems perfect. We make our way to his bed, and he starts rimming the hell out of my ass. He gets up and tries to push his raw cock in my ass, but no lube and it hurts. I have to stop him so I can grab my poppers, I take a hit, and open up. He goes back to rimming me though, not trying to push in. Then he gets up to grab lube, and awful sound of a condom wrapper. It doesn’t sound like he’s opened it up, and after a few more minutes rimming, he gets up again to push in me and it feels like its raw. I honestly don’t do a good condom check to confirm, and I just enjoy the fucking. After about half an hour, he says he’s gonna cum. When he pulls out I see that he did have a condom on (DAMN!) We cuddle, and he falls asleep, and I nod off a little. An hour or so later, I wake up to his hard cock pushing against me, I reposition so that his head is better positioned to push in. His hand is on my hips and he keeps rocking back and forth until the tip is inside. A few minutes of this, and he’s halfway in me, definitely raw this time. He reaches around and starts stroking my cock. There’s no pretense at this point, we’re fucking raw and it feels great. It doesn’t feel like he’s able to get deep in me, the position we’re in makes it hard to get deep in my bubble butt. I decide to try and reposition and a minute later he’s on his back and I grab his cock (yes definitely raw) and sit on it. This fuck doesn’t take long for him to cum, what a difference raw makes, and I pump my load out all over his chest. His first load was huge in the condom, think he hadn’t cum in days because the load in my ass was just as big. Looking forward to our next date

Yesterday morning I had a work meeting at a hospital I started doing some business with and when I got in this gorgeous late 20’s doctor passes by, smiles at me and continues walking. That got my juices flowing! So I fired up Grindr and went to my meeting, luckily it went better than expected and I was out within an hour and I had a few hours to spend so I opened back Grindr to check my messages. Bingo! I had a hit from a faceless body pic, great shape, says he’s 36 and sent me his dick pic that got my hole twitching, he texted me saying that he didn’t have much time and that he’s horny as hell and in need of a hole to fuck, so obviously I immediately texted back that I’m down and where should I meet him. He instructed me to wait near what I later discovered was the residents on call room and when he walked towards me (he knew what I looked like from my pics lol) my jaw dropped, he looked exactly like the guy greeted me when I walked in, just slightly older. Couldn’t believe my luck I walked behind him as he locked the door and ordered me to strip, he took off his clothes in seconds as well and I dropped to my knees, worshipping his 8” thick cock I started sucking on it, as it got rock hard he kept grunting and moaning. 2 min later he grabbed my and positioned me on the bed, on my back, legs on his shoulders and he told me he forgot to bring lube so spit was all he had to offer. Perfect for me 😈 as he began to push in I was in heaven, my hole opened up for him like magic and he was balls deep within seconds. I moaned and that was all he needed as encouragement to begin his pounding for the next 15 minutes he just pounded my hole like a pro, telling me just how much he needed a good hole like mine to unload cause his wife was a cold bitch (only then I noticed his wedding ring lol) he came in me so hard and deep I thought he was gonna pass out but for my surprise his cock remained rock hard in me. He looked at his watch and told me he has enough time for one more round, so he just resumed fucking me, this time even harder than the first time! Our bodies were a sweaty mess and he violently came a second time deep in my pussy! we cleaned ourselves quickly, he thanked me and left the room first, I was still catching my breath as I saw I had another message on Grindr, blank profile and a simple text “horny?” Indeed I was so I texted back that I was and in need of more loads. He texted back telling me he worked at the hospital and I should meet him at near a staircase a couple of floors up from where I was, so I gathered myself and went to meet this mystery man. I got there and noticed it was a quiet area and waited and couldn’t believe it, it was the same guy greeting me, he smiled at me and instructed me to follow him to a closet near by and I followed him like a lost puppy in shock haha we got in and he locked the door behind me and I just told him that I just hooked up with someone that looked very similar to him, he laughed so hard to my confusion and told me it was his older brother 😳 and that they know about each other and sometimes even play together (I immediately offered my hole for them lol) we stripped and he had a similar body to his older brother but he was almost completely smooth including shaved pubes with a noticeable thicker cock and slightly longer too, he surprised me by grabbing me and started kissing me (he was a great kisser) and we made out for a while before I began sucking his cock (he was rock hard by now) and he surprised me again when he turned around and had me lick his hole, which I absolutely love! I rimmed his perfect smooth ass for a while, going deep with my tongue and even got two fingers stretching him. He was definitely in heat and as he turned around again I saw his pre cum dripping cock and sucked him clean (tasted so sweet! He got me on my knees on the floor and didn’t even bother with lube started fingering my hole, feeling it all wet from the two loads his brother deposited in me, he gave me a taste of it as he shoved his beautiful cock in me in one go, balls deep which got me gasping for air, he just laughed and told me he’s gonna give me a good ride! Like his brother he had great stamina and dumped 3 loads in me in the span of 45 minutes, after each load he dumped he pulled out and had me such his cock clean, tasting my ass juices and both his and his brother cum mixed 😈 I couldn’t believe my luck and as we were both cleaning up he pushed a plug up my pussy (I always carry one with me lol) we exchanged number and we agreed we need to repeat this with or without his brother (and I told him all about my bf as well which got him very excited) so there I was, leaving a hospital with 5 loads from 2 brothers, neither of them mentioned condoms and a promising future of hooking up with them either in the hospital or outside of it 😉 When I left I called my bf telling him all about it and he just told me to get back home to him cause he needed to taste my cum filled hole right that second 🐽 very happy slut here 😈 x

Hey, I was at P3 at Manifest last Wednesday, May 8 too. I had a great time. Drove from STL to ATL, 9 hours. Got a room at Microtel Buckhead ($75?/nt.) Just trying to say I went to some effort to be at my first real scheduled Manifest play party. I was there like 3 or 4 hours,9ish to 1ish. Manifest has exciting sexclub slings and playrooms. Didn't chat with any pigs that where on this site. I wore my favorite speedsnap cockring: a white jock, white soccer soccer socks, and white basketball shoes. Pig wrote obscenities appropriate on my back. Kept my poppers handy, and ready to share. This gray scrawny pig was my first playmate, We played in booth with gloryholes. He fucking breeded me, both of us standing up while I held some handles in the walls, my dick sticking through the gloryhole, I love getting fucked by somebody i can't see, and getting sucked by somebody I can't see; the guy sucking me backed his asshole up on my dick. Next the dark room where I met really HOT bearded pigfucker. I sucked it on my knees in front of the crowd who played with its nipples, my hole, and each other. I climbed on the rickety fuck bench where I was bred 2 more times. There was a lot of noise., which is my idea of living. Played with a crowd in darkroom alley. Young hot BBC asked "You got any loads in you?" "Yes sir, 3 sir," I replied. "Want one more?" Got one more in a video room, on my back, looked right in its sweet brown eyes while he planted a HOT load deep in my cumhole. The video lounge is luxurious, with seating and multiple big screens. I met hot young fucker. We chatted and told him I had 4 loads in my cumhole butt hadn't dropped my load yet as my dick wasn't working. He said "I ain't leaving here until my hole is dripping with your load." He was willing to suck it, and fuck it til I got hard too. I fucked the horny pig in multiple play areas, in positions, til i finally bred him deep. I told him I would write on BZ of my encounter with him. Had a fever develop 2 days after P3 that has lasted 3 days too. Almost a week later I still trouble swallowing, my hips still ache, my cumhole is still puffy.😈 I would definitely go back to Manifest 4U and P3.XOX

Part 11; My Master addressed the Skinhead. - What is your name, young Man? - It's Usher mate - Welcome Usher. I shall call you 'U', like I do with 'L'. I like that you are not scared of me. <--> Now Charlie, tell your Master what this locked chain around your neck is all about. - Hail Master. Yes Master. It symbolizes that my boyfriend over there OWNS me. He is my key-holder. - I see. My Master looked towards my boyfriend who was still being restrained by Sir, and Usher. - Do you have the key on your person? - Yes. It is in my back pocket, but I am NOT unlocking it. That boy is MINE. Now let him go, and let us leave. Master grabbed his stick, and slammed it down so hard it was like this inferno of a room literally shook. My boyfriend looked each way at Sir & Usher, wriggling his arms, and said; - OK, OK, let me go, I will unlock him. They released their grip, and my boyfriend took out the key from his back pocket, and walked over, and proceeded to unlock me. And he muttered; - I don't know why you are so bloody well hell bent on me unlocking this chain lock from my Charlie. I do not know what you are, but I know you are not of this world. Now when I have unlocked, you will let my boy and I go, and never bother us again. *CLICK*. I was unlocked. - Now take it from his neck, and hand it to me. - Here you go. Now let us go dammit. - Your final foolish mistake of many of the night young Man. With that around his neck 'locked' you still had control and you both could have walked out of here and gone home, and there would be nothing I could do about it. Your lack of courage is your weakness. 'U' and 'L', ... STRIP him! Sir & Usher grabbed my boyfriend and proceeded to strip him of his full Leather 'Master' attire. He struggled, but he was no match. As I was perving over Sir, I noticed he wasn't the slightest bit out of breath. In fact, it looked like he wasn't even breathing. With my boyfriend now naked, and restrained, it was upto Master to decide what happened to him. Sir calmly asked; - Hail Master. What shall we do with him? Tossing my neck chain lock, and key out the window, my Master replied; - Put him up on the St Andrews Cross. If he is such a 'audience' enthusiast, then, it would be refreshing for him to watch what is going on around him, for a change. ON THE CROSS!! Again, my boyfriend put up a fight, but, he really should have just saved his energy. And MY time. I was super eager for my MASTER's Demon Dick ripping up my cunt, eager for his Demon cum filling me up (I wonder what it would look/feel like), and of course the ultimate prize. I could hardly contain my excitement that he had the strain I dare not admit to anyone was the one I wanted ravaging my young body. - Now listen very carefully Charlie. I want you to look up and fix your gaze on your boyfriends face, and look into his eyes. I want him to know what you are exactly feeling. And I want you to know what he is exactly feeling too. You do NOT avert your gaze for a single second. Even if I am talking to you, or getting you to do things. Understood? - Hail Master. Yes. I fully understand. I did as I was told. My Master unbuttoned the buttons on my nightshirt from top to bottom, and opened up the garment. He then took his cloak off to reveal his INSANELY hairy body, his low hanging testicles, and EEL like Dick! Although I wasn't allowed to lay eyes on them now, I would later on see for myself that his entire body from neck to ankle (Demon hands excluded) was covered in thick black hair that lay 2" above his skin. His Dick; It was jet black, shiny, slippery, felt wet yet HOT to the touch, had a strong musky smell, and, was without a foreskin! The tip of his Dick was hollowed out, and as that hollow moved to the edges it's depth lessened which gave two side tentacles. In the centre of the hollow was a 1" in diameter urethral tube! The entire shaft had the same girth, that of my upper arm, and the shaft descended as far as his knee. Hanging just below his knees was his transparent black scrotum. His scrotum held his perfect glowing red testicles. My MASTER took my hand, and placed it on his Demon EEL Dick; - Charlie. I want you to slowly rub my Dick. I want you really take your time getting to know what you are playing with. Because, you WILL be playing with it LOTS. I promise! - Hail Master. Yes Master. He took my hand and placed it on his wet slippery shaft, and guided my hand slowly over it, then let go to let me find out for myself. As I gently stroked it I felt it contract, and heat up. I stroked. I rubbed. I squeezed. I started to groan, and rock my hips as I imagined him sticking his Demon Dick deep into my willing and very eager boy-cunt. My MASTER placed his Demon hand on my right leg, pushed it apart from my other leg whilst rubbing up and down the back of my thigh. He looked at my boyfriend who was looking down on us, and keeping his stare (as was I keeping my gaze) slivered out his serpent tongue and slowly licked up my neck, then onto my chin, then onto my sweet full lips which he spent some time probing. My groaning intensified as I felt every nerve in my body tingle. I started to smile as I was in such PLEASURE! My boyfriend saw my smile, just as I saw his tears of sadness roll down his cheeks. - Please Charlie, no. Please, let's go home, My Darling. He sobbed, but, there was nothing I could do about that now. Suddenly my smile left me as the pleasure I was feeling was becoming too intense, and my jaw dropped and my groans were now so loud they echoed right around the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow room and out into open Moon-lit country air. I continued to obey my Master looking deep into my boyfriends eyes, so, he would have seen the super intense Pig-Slut-Lust look that suddenly consumed my eyes. I screamed; - HAIL MASTER. FUCK me. FUCK me. FUCK my CUNT. Spray your DEMON CUM deep inside my guts. GIVE me your wonderful VIRULENT toxic GIFT. PLEASE MASTER, PLEASE. I AM READY. 👺🐙💦💦🔥🐐 Suddenly my Master THRUST two of his Demon fingers with their sharp black claws inside my cunt, and mercilessly Demon finger fucked me. His claws hurt at they sunk into my cunt flesh, but I ENJOYED the pain, as it was him. THEN, his serpent tongue in a flash slid right down my throat, and was feverishly probing it. Exactly what was probing my cunt when I first laid eyes on this room from the car downstairs. My boyfriend was sobbing uncontrollably, and I was in absolute Piggy-HELL. And, now, the Ketamine was really began to kick in. 5 Bats suddenly appeared on the window ledge. And sat there, like they were WATCHING! 🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

Last night (Tuesday night) in LA I got bred by a guy who is an amputee. My first time being with an amputee. I’d been talking to this 34yo Latin guy on A4A for many months, more than 6 months. I already figured we’d never meet as he turned down several opportunities to breed me in the past, but he was fun to chat with, so whenever I was on A4A and he was on, we’d chat. He had no face pic, just a chest pic and cock pic. A large thick latin uncut cock with beautiful long foreskin; I mean huge! So last night (around 10pm) he says, “I’d really like to breed u, can I come to your place?” I said, “sure.“ Then he started delaying and saying, “I need to take Uber, it may be more than 30 minutes” “I was at the gym tonight and I need to take a shower” and such, so I said, “look if u just want to be a chat buddy I’m fine with that, but don’t jerk me around about coming over and breeding me.” Then he just spit it out, “I’m a double amputee and a lot of guys get turned off by that.” I said, “no problem here if your cock is hard and u want to breed my tight ass now, come over now, but no shower!” So he says, “On my way now, but you be totally naked, no clothes or jock or anything when I walk in, got it?” Fine by me! Less than 30 minutes later, I open the door, I’m stark naked and this really good looking built Latin guy walks in on his two prosthetic legs. He has on loose shorts and a very tight tank top. Beautiful chest and muscled arms and a VERY powerful mansmell of sweat and masculine body orders. We don’t say anything and he follows me to the bedroom where I drop to my knees and he says, “no, get up on the bed.” I do so and he sits down and pushes down his shorts and removes both of his artificial legs. Then the tank top come off and he turns toward me and his beautiful very large and thick cock is rock hard. He says, “are u going to be ok with this...I know it’s weird for you...” I cut him off and said, “... knock it off, this will be hot! I want ur cock in my ass so bad.” He moves to lean on headboard of bed and I get down between his thighs, his body smells are strong and exciting and I start licking and tasting his cock, lick down in his foreskin that is already half slid back since he is so hard, but it’s still loose and sliding, I can taste his urine scent in his foreskin and move down to taste his ripe ass crack. Oh my god I’m so horny to get his cock in me, but to be honest I was unsure how it would work. I assumed I would sit on him. Finally after I’m begging him to fuck me, he is ready and he says, “flip over on your stomach and just stay there as I get on top of you, I’ll do the fucking here!” He climbs up on my back, putting Vaseline on his big dick, fingering some Vaseline in my hole and then, with no warning to me, in one fluid movement, he sinks his huge thick cock into me! I scream out, “oh my god that hurts, please, please pull out, pull out, please, no, go slow, go slow, oh my god, it hurts too much..” he has grabbed the edges of the bed with his huge arm muscles and has pulled himself tightly to me. He says, “...just hold on boy, breathe, breathe, I’m not pulling out of you, you wanted this big cock, now you have it, just relax, just relax...you’ve bragged for months what a total cumdump whore u are, so show me now...” I squirmed a bit, and given he was using my own words against me, I relaxed, just relaxed and breathed and he started slowly fucking me...oh my god! The pain was intense and was the first time in many years I had felt pain, but we kept going. He bred me quickly, within a few minutes, grunting, huffing, and making lots and lots of noise, “fuck, damn, fuck u nasty pig whore, take my sperm u fucking pig...!” He was saying as his thick cock was impregnating me with his sperm. He then quietly says, “don’t move, I’m not pulling out. I just needed to get that out of me it’s been so long since I came inside a hot ass!” Give me a few minutes and I can fuck u good.” He kept his cock in me, we laid there quietly, not talking and in 3 or 4 minutes he slowly started pumping my ass. It was unusual him on top of me, as much and as aggressively as he was fucking, the weight on top of me felt light and I could feel his thighs on my thighs, but no legs, no legs on my legs, but his huge thick cock was tearing me up. I can handle huge cocks, but clearly I did not prepare enough for how big his cock was. We fucked for another 20 or 30 minutes, he was sweating all over me, covering me in his mansmells. Then I got his second load, as loud and as nasty as the first cum load; “...fuck, fuck, fuck, here it cums, here it cums, take my fucking load u pig whore, u nasty fuck, pig, pig, fuck, fuck!” As he rolled off me and I rolled on to my back, we were lying next to each other and he started fingering my gaping hole, wet and draining his cum out quickly, he started feeding me his cum from my hole. I squatted on my legs, up on the bed and squirted what cum I could into his hands, then he fed it to me saying, “fuck you are one nasty whore!” He finally left my house at 3am. We laid together, talked, he jerked me off, and I cleaned both his foreskin and asshole before he left; never once talking about his lack of legs or his prosthetics. I figured if he wanted to say something he would. We exchanged numbers and emails and I’m pretty sure I will be getting bred again by this guy!

Boyfriend >person who was originally going to poz Charlie and take his virginity Sir>person Charlie and boyfriend met on dance floor and took Charlie’s virginity at the club on behalf of master and is masters servent to get Charlie Master>is the beast who wants Charlie as his own slave

Part 10; Sir opened the door, and all 4 of us walked in. Except for Sir, we were all hit by the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow that filled the room. It felt like a very hot summers day 🔥🔥 I started to take in my surroundings. The wall to the left and the ceiling were completely mirrored. The wall to the left of the door was a small worktop area with mini fridge that was for making/storing drinks/snacks, not that much of that went on here I do not think. The wall to the right of the door was stacked up with several bales of hay. To the centre of the mirrored wall on the left was a HUGE square jet BLACK marble plinth, which two lengths of me could lie down each way. It was a little higher than me (and I am 5ft 8"). The mirrored end to the plinth (the HEAD) was right against the wall, with wooden steps on the other three sides, so you could walk to the top. The (FOOT) of the plinth was also a large mirror. So there were three marble surfaces, the two sides, and the top. The mirrored ceiling was super high, so, any Man or Beast could easily stand on the plinth with room to spare. 😈 On the wall to the right was a big St Andrews Cross using a very old Dark wood, complete with Leather wrist & ankle restraints. Either side of the 'Cross' were various BDSM items on the floor and hanging on the wall, with a few very old wooden chairs either side. And now, the wall at the back ----> The centre of the wall was the window which was now wide open, and the Moon was beaming in, blending in with the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow. To the right of the window was a long deep red chesterfield couch. And to the left of the window, was a deep red chesterfield armchair. And there he IS ----> My MASTER! 🐐👺 I was immediately aroused, and attracted. His head was that of a Black Goat's Head, with 2 magnificent long grey horns. He had 3 top central incisor teeth that were yellow/brown stained, and 2 canine teeth that were a bright white, and that were prominently long, and SHARP! He had a cloak which like Sir's went down to his ankles, but unlike Sir's, his did not hang from his shoulders, as his also had sleeves. The outer part to his cloak was made of grey goat hair, and the inner was of a soft burgundy silk lining. My Master was sat there, silent, with his deep red demon hands interlinked via his deep red demon fingers that had very sharp black claws. The skin on his feet was also a deep red, and also with sharp claws. Sir spoke; - Hail Master. - Welcome home 'L'. So Sir's name began with 'L'. I wonder what he was really called. - What dose of liquid Ketamine did you give my Charlie at the club, 'L'? - Just a total of half a dose, Master. - Prepare him a full dose in a glass of his favourite cool beverage, Coke. I know that is your favourite cool drink, isn't it Charlie. - Yes Master. Sir interjected; - From now on boy, you will always say 'Hail Master' when he addresses you. You are required to say that once if he is just saying one sentence to you, and again only once if he is initiating an entire conversation with you. - Yes Sir. I understand. - Yes, thank you 'L'. I am sure his Master can forgive this minor discrepancy as he has only just arrived. And is so fresh and ready for the night ahead. Not to mention his future. Sir took my drink and placed it on the wooden table next to where Master was sitting. - Come Charlie, come and sit between your Master's legs, and drink your Ketamine & Coke. - Hail Master. Yes Master. I walked over to him, slowly. With each step I felt myself become more intoxicated by his Dark Power! I was now right by his feet. I turned around, hiked up my nightshirt, and as I sat down on his chair between his legs he at the same time opened up and closed his cloak, enveloping me in his grip. Watching this unfold infuriated my boyfriend and he lunged forward, with Sir and the Skinhead forcibly restraining him back. - What the hell ... - 'L'. Do please tell me who these two Men are. - Hail Master. Yes Master. This angry and very foolish man here is Charlie's new boyfriend. He is also P☣️Z, and was going to take Charlie's virginity tonight at the club insisting on there being an audience. And intending to infect him in the process. Charlie has been craving to be infected with HIV for a few years now. And I, your ever obedient slave, deposited OUR toxic load in him at the club, my Master. His boyfriend followed us here in his own car. This other man, sort of just stumbled into our path, as fate would have it, and he has proven to be a very useful asset, with a very laid back open mind. I like him a lot. - A-ha. So my boy already has my Cuba filth deep in his cunt, the mutated version of course. He'll be getting the unfiltered potent version shortly. During this exchange, I downed my Ketamine laced Coke, and was enjoying the feeling of my Master's insane amount of body hair against my now super smooth innocent skin. I felt something very thick come up from the side of my thigh, over my quad muscle, and down my inner thigh, pulling it apart from my other leg. 🐙

Went to Tampa with my bf, where we were hosting a party. As is typical with parties, only 2 of 20 invited actually showed, but it was hot! The first to show was a 50 y/o muscular guy with a nice thick cock. We were at the car getting something when he came in the side entrance of the hotel. When we got to room, he wasn't there, but he left his trick bag at the door. The second to arrive was a 66 year old stud. My bf was angry I invited, but changed his mind after he seeded both of us. My first load was from the muscle stud. He seeded me deep, while my bf was being seeded next to us. After both asses were loaded, the tops switched asses. The 66 yo was a multiple cummer, and dropped 2 loads deep in me. After the first load, he stayed rock hard in me, and pumped until I felt his seed shooting deep in me. Both loads were massive, as when he pulled out, my ass was dripping his seed like a fountain. Finally My bf could add his seed to the mix. He loves a sloppy hole. The 66 yo fucked the muscle stud, side by side of my bf and i.

My regular Daddy is 50 years old, married with kids. One day he messaged me, suggesting we meet at lunch. I'm 26, and had been pretty horny all day so I agreed. I met up with him and we engaged in small talk for 30 minutes or so. Then he asked if I wanted to go to one of his construction sites to check out progress. Of course I agreed. As we pulled up to the site I saw about five Mexican laborers working on the ground level of the building. My Daddy showed me around the building and took me to the second floor where he pushed me up against the wall and pulled my shorts down, spit on his finger and shoved it up my ass. It felt good being forced to obey him and surrender to his will. Of course I knew what was coming next. The head of his cock pushed its way through my asshole and filling that empty void with his hot cock. For some 15 minutes he plowed me hard and deep and then, when he was about to cum, he began to pull-out. This time, however, I had other plans for his load. "No," I responded, as I did my best to prevent him from withdrawing. The hunger in his eyes grew wide and excited as he buried himself deep in my ass, pumping his daddy seed deep into me. I don't what I find hotter: the fact that I had been fucked at a construction site or the walk of shame through the workers who obviously knew I was there to get fucked. Either way I was a happy and horny cum dump as I typed this story, especially as I felt his seed leaking out of my ass.

After years of periodically masturbating to the idea of hooking up with a guy, while using a dildo in my ass, I pretty much gave up on it all. I came close one time, but when the guy got undressed and presented his 'big' cock (all I was interested in) which was smaller erect than mine is soft after a cold shower, I left. Jump forward a couple of decades to me having moved to South Korea. I have been married to a local woman for over a decade. I'm having lunch at the local Indian restaurant and I have an hour to spare until I have to get back to work. The place is full and I am sitting alone at a table meant for four. This guy asks me, with a London accent if he can sit at my table. I welcome him as it's always nice to chat with someone from back home. I am already eating and he orders his food then he introduces himself. We chat for a bit, this and that, usual small talk and then he asks me if I'm gay. I'm a bit taken aback by this, say no and ask him if he is. He says no, but he explains that it's often simpler to get a blowjob from a gay guy than go through all the dating bullshit with a woman. I look carefully at him, James. Mixed race, about 1m90, a little taller than me, much better built than me, he definitely works out. My heart is beating twice as fast as usual when I find myself asking him in a whisper "Do you have a big cock?" "Yes" he says, "why?" And I tell him that I have wanted to suck a big cock for many years. I also explain that I have to be back at work in, I check my watch, 38 minutes. "Not enough time," he tells me, "when do you finish?" I only have one more class, 90 minutes, so he says that if I am still interested, to meet him outside the restaurant after work. Back at the school I am tempted to go to the toilet to deal with my raging boner, but I know that if I do, then upon orgasm my will to meet him again will vanish. The class goes by really slowly and I am having a hard time concentrating. Finally it is over and I head back to the restaurant. James is waiting for me when I get there. "Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asks. I just nod sheepishly. "Come to my place then." We walk for about 10 minutes then walk up the stairs to his apartment on the 3rd floor. His place is fairly standard. Tidy, kinda feng shui, big black futon in the bedroom, nice big shower. "I'm gonna have a shower, wanna join me?" he says. I manage to squeeze out a yes, clear my throat and this time a bit louder, "Yes." He is naked and behind the frosted glass door before I can get a look. I get undressed to the sound of him finding the right water temperature and step inside, willing my heart to slow down before it explodes. I had always wondered if those big black cocks were really real. I had seen videos, but I still wondered if they were really that big. James' cock is longer than my forearm and it's nearly as thick, and it's pointing down, still soft. My seven inches are pointing straight up and looking like a finger in comparison. "Holy fucking shit!" is all I can say. James smiles, "D'you wanna touch it?" I lift it from the middle and it is unbelievably heavy. My fingers don't meet when holding it, not by a long shot. He squirts some shower gel on it and tells me to clean his cock. With one hand I lather up the gel and then using two hands I start to try and make him hard. He asks me if I want him to wash my cock and I decline. At this point, any contact would probably make me unload and run away. He smiles again as his cock gets bigger and harder. He tells me to wash his balls too. They look like they have a pint of cum in them, being clean shaven adds size to them. He then says that I should rinse him well if I don't want a mouthful of soap, and this reminds me. "I don't think this will fit in my mouth." "You'll be fine" "If it doesn't, it will probably fit in my ass." "I thought you weren't gay." "I'm not, but I use a dildo sometimes." "Let's go to the bedroom." After drying off we head to the bedroom and I immediately get on my knees on the futon and guide James' massive cock towards my mouth. I lick his helmet all around. He was right; I should have rinsed him well. I stretch my lips around his strangely mushroom shaped helmet and get it all in my mouth. I look all the way down his shaft to his well toned belly and realize that most of this cock will not get in my mouth. I empty my mouth, lift his balls with one hand, his cock with the other and slowly lick the entire underside from base to tip. He likes this. When I reach the top I open my mouth as wide as it will go and see how much I can get in my mouth. I imagine being a deep throat natural. I am not. I retch and almost vomit after not very far and lie back on the bed. "I don't think I can do this." I say. "Were you serious about your ass?" "I thought YOU weren't gay!" I reply. "Gay, straight, bi, whatever. Look I love women, I love pussy, I love ass, I love sex. I don't want to date a guy, but I will cum inside him. Are you into safe sex?" "Yes. Definitely." "Good. Me, too. I am going to fuck you bareback." "Eh?" "I am clean. I believe you are too. This'll be better. Chill." I lie back on the bed and tell him that I want to see his face when he fucks me. He reaches into a drawer, and puts something on his cock and some in my asshole. It feels cold. Lube, he tells me. He pushes my knees up in the air and towards my head, then he looks down. I feel his cold, lubed cock touch one of my ass cheeks, then the other, then my entrance. Par 3, I guess. As he slowly pushes forward, I reach down and pull apart my ass cheeks. I know what to do now from my dildo. I relax and push a little, like I am half trying to shit. My asshole stretches a little as the tip slowly enters me, the feeling is amazing. He asks me if I'm OK and I say, "I'll be fine. Please fuck me" James continues to push, stretching me wider and wider, just as it gets to the point when I am stretched wider than I have ever been before, there is an audible pop as the entire helmet is inside me. We both let out a little moan, then we both smile at each other as my ring closes around his cock, hugging it tight. He pulls out, stretching me again, quicker this time. His helmet comes all the way out, then back in again plus some of his shaft, then more, then more, slowly filling me up. The feeling is like no other, he is fatter and longer than my dildo but it feels like this cock was made with the intention of fucking me. Eventually he hits a wall inside me and starts to pull out. "Stop," I say, "I want to feel you inside me for a bit." I let go of my ass cheeks and work my sphincter muscles a bit, gripping and relaxing on his giant cock. I feel around as ass and find that there is still a good deal of meat out in the open. "OK," I say, "fuck me." "Yes sir." He replies with a grin. He slides the whole shaft out causing a sharp intake of breath from me, then plunges back in to the wall. Each thrust feels amazing. I am making quite a lot of noise now as he pulls out and in again. I am really getting into this. It is much easier to be fucked than holding a dildo and my cock. "Fuck me hard." I order him. He doesn't need to be told twice and picks up the tempo, out in, out in, out in. My own cock feels harder and bigger than it has ever been, like it's trying to compete with the monster inside me. I really want to grab it, but worry about what cumming will do my mental state. I try to stop thinking about my cock and return my attention to his as he pulls all the way out and then in. This guy is having as much fun as I am, but I can't help myself. I grab my cock and cum almost immediately, emptying my balls over his belly as he continues fucking me. It still feels amazing, the fear isn't there at all, I still want him inside me and despite having unloaded more than ever before, I am still rock hard so I keep playing with myself. James starts groaning louder as he fucks me and tells me that he is about to cum. "Can you cum in my mouth?" I ask. He pulls all the way out, the wonderful stretching feeling as his mushroom helmet eases out of my well fucked asshole. He kneels over me, one leg on either side of my chest and guides his glistening monster cock head into my open mouth. My tongue is sticking out, waiting, and his knob slides over it and into my mouth. I grab his cock with two hands and try my best to jerk him off, but the action makes my teeth scrape his cock. "Let me," he says. He expertly grabs his cock in the way that only the owner knows how to and brings himself back to the point of orgasm. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna..." And he unleashes a tsunami which fills my mouth in moments. I almost choke as I try to swallow. I had never considered how hard it would be to swallow cream with a mouth full of meat. I manage the first load, but he keeps on cumming, and noticing my lack of expertise, he pulls out of my mouth and proceeds to shoot all over me. My face, hair, chest, his own bed. When he is pretty much done, I guide his now deflating cock back into my mouth. It is a much better fit now and I start to suck it like I had intended to when this all started. I still get more juice as a reward and I manage to take him into my throat a bit without retching. He starts to pull out, so I let go and he slides his cock out of my mouth. I give the tip of his cock a little kiss as it leaves my mouth. "You have a beautiful cock," I say as he lays next to me on the futon. I grab it again and lightly rub it up and down. "Do you want more?" he asks. "I don't know." I answer, "But I am going to shower again, if that's OK." I head back to the shower and wash all the cum and sweat off myself. Once I am clean, the door opens and in walks James, hard as a rock again. "Hands and knees." He says. I know what's coming and I do what he says, the water raining down on me as he kneels behind me and pushes his cockhead back into my anus. It is still a little loose from our workout but still tight enough for me to gasp again as his cock stretches me to my limit again. This time though, he doesn't hold back or wait. He rams his cock all the way as far as it will go, grabs my waist and starts fucking me intensely like a piston. My whole body turns to jelly. He uses my hole as his own private fucktoy. He lifts my ass a bit higher and stops kneeling. He pulls my whole body towards him as he thrusts into to me, over and over. No words, no calm, just pure animal instinct as he fucks me as hard as he can. Time has no meaning here, it could have been minutes or hours as he fucks and fucks until finally with an almighty groan he goes as deep as he can and unloads for a second time, deep inside me. I feel a strange warmth fill me and he pulls out a little then back in again, over and over emptying all he can inside me. He lowers me back down to the floor and pulls out of me. There is a slurping sound as the now utterly spent cock slides out of my ass. I get back onto my knees as James turns off the shower and says, "Clean me." I am a little confused as there is no water, but when I take a look at his flaccid cock with a drop of cum on the end, I understand. I lick his whole cock from base to tip, all around, getting every trace of his cum off his cock. When I am done, he slides his soft cock deep into my mouth and into my throat. I relax completely and let it happen. It slips into my throat cutting off the oxygen, but I don't panic. I marvel at the experience. I have just had him deep in my ass, now I am getting him deep in my throat. I am not really sucking his cock though, he is really just fucking my throat. He pulls out still soft, grabs a towel and dries himself. I do the same, grab my clothes and head back into the bedroom. "So how was that?" James asks, as if he doesn't know. "That was the single most erotic experience of my entire life." I answer truthfully. "I wish that I could suck your cock when it's hard though, but it is way too big." "You know, if you are up for it, I could fix that problem for you. I have some friends who could join us next time we do this." I hadn't even thought about the possibility of a next time. "How many friends?" I ask. "How many do you want?" "You mean like a gangbang?" "Do you want to be gangbanged?" "I think I might." "Let’s swap numbers. You know where I live, obviously." "Please be discreet. I am married and I want to stay that way." "Don't worry man, I got this." This all happened yesterday. I wanted to write about it while it is fresh in my mind. I am awaiting the call, if it comes, and thinking now about having a group session. I might have to update my mental sexual preference to bisexual. Not gay. Not yet.

Part 98 - Graduation Prep “Hope to see you at the party tomorrow night” Mark said to Aaron as he picked up the keys off the counter. He saw Zane stumble out of the restroom, tucking his shirt back in and still looking stunned. Mark and Eric drove up towards the university and finally got to the hotel. Mark parked the car and hopped out and as he got to the hotel door realized that Eric was right behind him. “Don’t trust me to even get the room keys?” Mark asked with a grin. “No fuckin’ way. You know too many people around here. If I look away for half a minute you’ll be humping some old hookup” Eric replied. Mark laughed as he walked up to the desk and tapped on the counter. Dennis looked out and smiled. “Shit. You again? Hide all the neg boys!” Dennis said before bursting out laughing. “How the hell are you?” he asked. “Doing great. This is my boyfriend Eric. Eric this is Dennis, the manager that can arrange anything” Mark said. “Well, almost anything. I can’t give you the same room you had before. It’s been booked for months. Once word got out, it’s been very popular. I just finished a junior version of it, though, so that’s the room I reserved for you. You get to break it in, there’s not a cum stain in sight” Dennis said with a smile. “Thanks, we’ll do our best. Too bad we’re not staying as long as I did last time” Mark said. They headed down to the room and when Mark opened the door he smiled. While not as big as the room 152, room 269 was setup similarly. The bed had numerous tie-down points for bondage scenes, there was a small dresser with toys of all sorts including dildos, plugs, cuffs, rope and rubber sheets. The large flatscreen TV was playing porn. There was a spotlight showing a design on the floor. Eric picked up a remote and found he could change the image. He began clicking through the spotlight images and found a simple circle, a heart, a rose, “will you marry me?” text, interlocked male, female and hetero symbols, handcuffs, a scorpion, and a biohazard. Mark walked over to the table in front of the couch and saw a bucket with four beers chilling next to a baggie with two joints and a lighter. Eric checked out the bathroom and said “Fuuuuuuck” as he looked around. There was a wet side and a dry side. The wet side had a shower with six heads, a douche, several drains, a hose faucet and a bunch of tie-downs in the floor and on the walls. The dry side had the usual pair of sinks and a mirror, along with several hooks on the wall and numerous towels stacked on a shelf. “I could see us hosing down that hot manager buddy of yours with piss and then fucking his brains out” Eric said to Mark. “I think he’s pretty much a top, but doubt he’d turn down a good recharge” Mark replied. “You poz him too? Maybe it’s you and him hosing ME down before you fuck MY brains out” Eric retorted. Mark chuckled “Aaron didn’t give you a big enough load?” “You know how greedy my ass gets when I don’t get fucked for a few days” replied Eric. Mark laughed as they headed to the couch. Eric lit up a joint and the two passed it back and forth while they killed off two of the beers. Once the joint and beers were done, Mark went over next to the bed and took his clothes off and climbed in. “I think I’m going to save my loads for tomorrow’s party. You know that if Joe throws a party, sex will be involved” Mark said while Eric climbed in the other side of the bed. —— Steven was taking a ten second breather from a busier than normal Friday night. With all of the graduate’s parents invading town, every seat at the restaurant was taken. His phone buzzed and he snuck a quick look. It was a message from his cousin Sam. All it said was “can u talk.” Steven looked around and quickly typed a reply “no, work til 11.” When he finally finished his shift he was exhausted but still wanted to know what Sam wanted. “sorry, boss hates anyone being on phone at work. sup?” he texted. He started walking back to the apartment hoping that Ryan was going to be there waiting for him. He got halfway home and the phone rang. “Hi, Steven. I… uh… have a problem. My roommate wants me out of there as soon as possible. He came home and a guy was fucking me in the living room. He’s pissed that I’d do that in a shared space, not just in my bedroom. Do you know of anyone that might have a room to rent?” Sam asked. “You dog, Sam. Was it a good fuck, at least? How fast do you have to get out of there? Today? Monday? In a week?” Steven asked. “Tomorrow is great, Monday would be OK, in a week would probably be the longest I can wait. And yeah, it was a great fuck” Sam replied. “Well, since it’s the end of the semester, lots of places are going to open up for the summer and then new leases start in August. Do you want to share a place or have your own apartment?” asked Steven. “I can’t really afford my own place. I could go back home, but my sex life would end and I would go nuts” Sam said, sounding even more dejected. “Well, two of my roommates are moving to California after graduation, but I don’t know when they are moving out. I’m thinking it will be Monday. You could move in with us after they’re gone, but I need to ask my boyfriend first. We are going to take over the apartment for next year but I can’t just get another roommate without his ok. You know, you might have some family issues if they know you are moving in with me. If they don’t know you’re gay yet, they will probably figure it out” said Steven. “Fuck, that would be perfect. They probably already know. I haven’t been very discreet, lately. Can I come over tomorrow and meet with your boyfriend and see if he’ll let me move in. I would even sleep on the floor if I have to” Sam said, sounding optimistic. “Well… I’ll talk to Ryan tonight, but tomorrow is a bit busy since it’s graduation and Joe and Kyle are having a party afterwards. There’s going to be a lot of people there and I doubt anyone is going to be wanting to talk about moving plans. Moving the mattress, yes. You can come over, I’m sure that they wouldn’t mind another party guest as long as you bring something to drink or eat. I have to work so I won’t be home until 11” Steven said as he started walking up the stairs. “OK, I’ll get there about that time, then” said Sam. “I think it starts at seven, you can stop over any time after that. It might be good to be out of your place if your roommate is still pissed. Uh… Sam… Did you ever get tested after we fucked those three times?” Steven asked. “Tested? No, I just assumed that I was poz. That’s what I’ve told the guys that asked. Why?” asked Sam. “Well, most of the guys at the party are going to be poz and I expect that there’s going to be a lot of fucking going on. Get a test at the drug store tomorrow and take it before the party. If you’re still neg, then don’t fuck with guys unless you want to be poz. If you’re positive, then just have fun. I’ll text you the address. See you tomorrow night” Steven said and hung up the phone. He talked with Ryan about it and Ryan said that if Steven thought it was ok, then Sam was more than welcome to take the other bedroom. —— Joe woke up early Saturday morning and grabbed the pile of light colored clothes and put them in the basket with the detergent and headed down to the laundry room. He had just started the washer when his neighbor Zhen walked in with a bag of dirty clothes. “Hi Zhen, why the long face?” Joe asked. “Lenny went back to Africa on Tuesday. His degree is finished and I guess we are too” Zhen replied as a tear dripped from his cheek. Zhen and Lenny had moved into the apartment next door at the same time Joe and Kyle moved in. They were friendly with each other but not friends. Joe had no idea that Zhen and Lenny were anything more than roommates. They were definitely different people. Zhen was Chinese, no more than five feet three inches tall, skinny and wore dark rimmed glasses. He was quiet, polite and almost invisible. Lenny was almost the opposite. He was six foot five, with very dark skin and a constant smile that lightened every room up. He was outgoing and always laughing and making those around him laugh. About the only thing they had in common was their intelligence. Both were smart in a wide range of fields and they both loved to spread their knowledge to anyone that would listen. “You two were together? Partners?” Joe asked. Zhen nodded. “He taught me how men could love each other and helped me accept that I was gay. But I can’t go to Africa and he can’t go to China, so we are both alone now” he said. “Zhen, you’ll find someone new. I know how you feel. I was crushed when my first boyfriend broke up with me. But I found Kyle and he’s ten times the person my ex was. Just give it time” Joe said over the din of the washing machines. “Once I found out how good it felt to…” Zhen said and then stopped. Joe could tell he was embarrassed to finish the sentence, but he finally did. “…to have men use me sexually, he helped me satisfy my constant need, even when he couldn’t.” Joe looked back at him perplexed. “Constant need?” Joe asked. “Yes, I need it daily. Or more. Lenny would send his friends over to take care of my addiction. Sometimes three or more would show up and it made me feel so good” Zhen said. “Are you addicted to drugs, Zhen?” Joe asked. “Oh no. I never use drugs. It’s sex I am addicted to” Zhen replied. “Ah… You should be able to find many guys around the university to have sex with. This place is filled with horny students” Joe replied. “Yes, but I never had to do that before. Lenny took care of sending guys over. He would just tell me when. I haven’t had anyone come over for four days and I need to feel a man inside me filling me with his seed” Zhen explained. Joe grinned. “Nice. I might be able to help you out. I’m having a graduation party later and I’m sure some of the guests would like some sexual release” Joe said. “Really? I’m not comfortable intruding into your party, but if you could send them over to my apartment I would be grateful” Zhen replied, excitedly. “One thing though… Do you know your status?” Joe asked. Zhen looked at him curiously and then said “I’m here on a student visa.” Joe laughed and asked “No, I meant your STD status. Do you have any?” “I don’t think so. Why?” Zhen asked. “Well, some of the guys that will be at my party have HIV, so I’d only send the guys over that matched your status” Joe said. “Lenny told me I should never refuse anyone, so I have followed his rules” Zhen said. Joe turned around and pointed to the tattoo on his calf. “Have you seen this before?” he asked. “Of course. I have seen it in the chemistry labs many times. I also saw it on some of the men Lenny sent to fuck me” Zhen said. Joe grinned and said “Ah, ok. Be ready about 7pm and leave your door unlocked. Just lock your door when you have had enough.” Joe noticed that Zhen smiled for the first time that day. “Thank you, Joe. I will be prepared before seven pm” Zhen replied. Joe left Zhen to finish his laundry and went back to his apartment. He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Mark - “can u pickup hiv test at drugstore?”

Woof!

Whats a condom?

LOL as my condoms always broke for some reason ? 💉

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

sounds like you're talking about me daddy! after all you did meet me while my boyfriend had guys running a train on me in the bathhouse sling

Earlier this evening after picking up some take out I stored by my favorite ABS to cruise some dick, as soon as I arrived I heard straight to the back and checked out the first connected booth and saw this guy who though want hard you could easily well hung with huge nuts. I quickly fed the machine got down on my knees and took two big hits from two different types of poppers and took this guy's massive meat in my mouth and down my throat. He throat and face fucked me till he was to cum. And he came down my throat and partially on my chin. After licking my face clean I checked another guy and we headed into the booth he didn't want to get sucked or fuck but wanted me to talk dirty and nasty while he beat off so I begged him to fuck me and cum in me. I told him how I wanted him to fist my ass and then stick his finger in my mouth to clean them. As I talked he furiously beating his dick he rushes over to the slot to cum in my mouth. So not a bad evening

Thank you @Monster5-8gPA for your concise summary ~ You absolutely nailed it! 😛

Part 9; Meanwhile, upstairs my boyfriend and the Skinhead continued waiting as Sir had instructed, with a mixture of patience, and impatience. The Skinhead had pretty much been chain smoking, and he lit up another. He took a drag. - I hope the owner of this gaff doesn't mind me using one of his plant pots as an ashtray. Doesn't seem to be one about, not that I can see well in the dark, and, that poor plant was dead anyway. - Yeah, and what is with this whole no lights thing. I tried the switch, and, nothing. This place gives me the creeps. Absolutely no light, and full of HUGE cobwebs. As soon as that fucker who calls himself 'Sir' comes back with my boy, that is it, I am taking him home. This has gone on long enough. Suddenly, my Master from his room three floors above crashed his stick to the floor ONCE, and bellowed in his deep gruffly voice - NOOOOOO!! - I don't think he is happy with you mate. And what do you mean no light!? Tonight's 'Full Moon' is giving us lots of wonderful natural light. I think it is stunning! I think this place has got real character. I REALLY like it. My Master crashed his stick to the floor TWICE, in his appreciation towards the Skinhead. I was NOW READY to see my Master. Down in the basement Sir was busy wiping away my shower water with a big wide plastic mop. - Sir, I am going to our Master. - OK boy. See you very shortly. I climbed up the basement steps and onto the ground floor. As I approached the long winding staircase to the top floor I past the room my boyfriend and the Skinhead were in. I saw them, but they did not even notice me! I started my ascent wearing nothing but my knee length transparent white chiffon night shirt, with the Black Goat emblem buttons all the way down it. I felt super sexy. The stair case really creaked, but it didn't get the attention of anyone. I reached the top floor and instinctively knew which door to go to. When I got to the door I saw a sign on it that read 'Hail Master' with a carved out goats head above the sign. 👺🐐 I knelt down, and hiked my nightshirt up to around my chest and tucked it under my armpits bringing my elbows in so it wouldn't fall. I planted my hands on my bubble ass cheeks, and spread them, exposing my cunt. Underneath the crack of the door came that fizzling fire red glow that I saw from the car earlier. - I am here my MASTER. I am ready to serve YOU! - Welcome, Charlie. He KNEW my name! Even though he was the other side of that door, he was probing the entire length of the inside my cunt, just like he did when I was in the car earlier when we had first arrived. - DID you hear that. That voice upstairs said my boy's name. Right, that's it, I have had enough. My boyfriend stood up and marched to the entrance to the room, where Sir was now stood. - OK gentlemen. Both of you follow me please. - Where is my boyfriend? - I shall take you to him right now. Sir led them both up the creaky staircase. The Skinhead asked; - What is with the banging the floor 'ONCE' and 'TWICE' business. - Ah, very good question my Friend. If the Master bangs on the floor 'ONCE with his stick that means he is displeased and/or angry. If twice, then, it means he is very pleased, and happy. Sir and co were approaching to where I was kneeling, and still having my cunt probed by my Master. I was now moaning very loudly as he was rubbing very fast over my prostate. I don't know how he was doing it, but it was at a rate of 10 rubs back and forth per second. Sir then spoke. - Charlie, stand up. It is TIME to meet your new MASTER! 🐐

I love going to the bookstore as you know everyone there is looking to get off. I went into the back hall where they listed all the movies playing and i made sure to pay attention to the gay videos shown. One black guy turned toward me in sweats and his cock was hard and fully tenting out the front of his pants. I groped him through his pants and asked if he wanted to fuck a nice ass. His answer was to grab my hand and guide it under his shorts to a very nice thick cock. I told him i wanted him inside me and we went to the first room in the hallway. He turned around and asked who else wanted to fuck this white whore's ass and a few other guys started toward the room. I was going commando in shorts so i was able to immediately drop my shorts and bend over showing him my lubed ass and inviting him to use my hole. He slid his cockhead up and down my crack, getting the lube on his nice mushroom head. Reaching back i guided him to my hole and started leaning back to take him in. He was really thick and it was all i could do to try to relax as he slid into me. Grunting from the initial pain i felt him just push all the way in before he started slowly fucking me. Another cock slapped my face and i leaned forward to swallow him. The black guy impaling my ass started pounding hard telling me he was going to fill my ass with cum and pushing the other guy all the way down my throat. I was disappointed that he didn't last long but as soon as he pulled out another guy got behind me and thrust hard into my ass. He didn't say a word as he grabbed my hips and started pounding me like there was no tomorrow. Without saying anything he held me against him as he came inside me and then pushed the guy in my mouth away so i could clean his cock. I spent 3 hours there stark naked and by the time i left tonight i had 9 loads in my ass and 3 down my throat and i didn't know a single guy who had used me.

Part 8; My boyfriend climbed into the piss pool and sat on ledge, so we could see/hear each other. - You were meant to wait for me on the Dancefloor. What happened? You have been missing for hours! - Sorry. The Man you left me with took me away and used me for a while. - BUT, he said he had not seen you all night when I asked him. C'mon, I think it is time we went home. And when we get home I am going to take that ridiculous virginity of yours, and give you what it is that you so desperately desire. By now I was sat upright, in the piss pool. I stuck the first part of 3 of my fingers in my cunt, brought them to my nose, and took in the smell of my Masters mutated DNA. - Sorry. But my virginity has been taken, by Sir, whose poz cum I now have in my cunt. - Who the hell is Sir? Sir tapped my boyfriend on his shoulder. - I am SIR! - But, wha', I mean, you have been deceiving me since the moment we met. What game do you think you are playing at? - I have just been following my Masters simple orders. 🐐 And my friend, this is no game! You see, my Master is now his Master as well, and he is at home eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new boy, and, it is my responsibility in transporting him there in a timely manner. We are leaving NOW! You will go to your locker, fetch your boys belongings, and meet us at my locker, which is locker number 9. Sir gave the nod, and in a flash the Skinhead picked me up in his arms, and followed Sir to his locker. Once there I was stripped from the now piss drenched knee length red socks, and red rubber gloves. Some piss had collected inside the gloves, and one at a time Sir tipped the contents into my mouth, making me drink every last drop. He also removed my leash. The only think now on my body, was the locked chain around my neck, which symbolized that my boyfriend owned me. I sat on the floor whilst waiting for Sir and the Skinhead to get all their stuff from the lockers, and my boyfriend to come. My boyfriend came, and I got into my loose tee, trackies, and trainers. He just watched me, not saying a word. The atmosphere was tense! Sir scooped me up and carried me all the way to the club entrance, with the Skinhead and my boyfriend both following. We all walked to Sir's car which happened to be only 3 cars down from the car I arrived in. As the 3 of us got into Sir's car (myself in the passengers seat) my boyfriend ran to his. Sir put on Opera music, and loudly, for the LONG drive. We had been driving for ages when the passenger in the back piped up, and having to shout ... - Hey mate, are we nearly there yet? We have been driving for 90 bloody minutes, 30 of which we've been in the middle of nowhere. Sir turned the Opera music down. - Almost there my friend. --- I do believe your boyfriend has followed us. I knew he would. That might just go in our Master's favour! He has made so many foolish errors tonight regarding his boy. Will he make a final one, in your name? *tut tut tut* We drove for another 30 minutes, and arrived at these huge electronic cast iron gates, which were also guarded by 4 Guard Dogs. The gates slowly opened, and both cars drove in. It was then another few minutes down a windy bumpy lane, and here we were, at MY NEW Master's house! It was HUGE. There was the front door to the house which was bang in the middle, then 2 large windows either side of the main door, plus, 4 stories high. There must have been about 36 rooms, at a guess. It was also rather eerie, as, every window was pitch black, no lights were on. Except on the top floor at the end to the right, the windows were open, and the room was lit up with a fizzling fire red glow. I became transfixed with this brightly lit room, and suddenly I was having to catch my breath. There was also this strange sensation inside my cunt. Like something was gently prodding the entire length of it. Repetitively! Sir led us all to the front door. I say 'door'. There was no actual door, just another big cast iron gate. Sir got out the large key, in, turn, click. He opened the gate which creaked on it's hinges, and in we all went. Addressing my boyfriend and the Skinhead, Sir said whilst nodding to a corner room; - I need to prepare for Master. Will you please wait in there. I will collect you when I am ready. Sir then took me down to the basement which was FREEEEEZING. Again, I was ordered to strip naked. He then got a pair of electric hair trimmers, and proceeded to trim my body hair all over. All I used to do at home was shave my cunt hole, and trim my pubes so they were just tidy. From the neck down he was trimming everything down to it's root, including arm and leg hair. I was relieved he was leaving my thick golden curly locks on my head. My pride and joy. Once done he ordered me into this huge shower area that could easily fit a couple dozen people. It was basic grey breeze block brick work with a granite type flooring. The water went on. I screamed as it hit my skin as it was only tepid. Sir got naked himself, and joined me. Goodness, I wanted him to FUCK my cunt. I planted my hands against the cold bricks, stuck my ass out and pleaded; - PLEASE Sir, FUCK me. - Not this time boy. We have work to do. And you have kept your Master waiting long enough. - Sorry Sir. He got a razor and proceeded to make smooth what the electronic clippers could not manage. He shaved every last piece of hair off of me from the neck down. I was now HAIRLESS! We dried ourselves, and then Sir started to rub Almond oil all over me which eventually covered me EVERYWHERE from the neck down. He took two pairs of these black silk trousers that were low cut waist, and there was one button where a top button would be, just for fine detail purposes. It was a cream coloured button, with a Black Goat Heads emblem. He put a pair on himself, and the other pair he would be taking upstairs. And now came for my attire. He dressed me in a knee length transparent chiffon night shirt, which had these Black Goat emblem buttons all the way down. He then took a step back ---> - Oh YES. Master is going to LOVE you! 👺🐐

Part 6; I instinctively reached both arms up to grab hold of the sling chains as I fell, from feeling like me, to, falling into an abyss where I was fast becoming detached. I could feel who I was deep within me, but right now I felt like I was on the set of a film, I could see everyone, but they couldn't see me. It was very weird. I watched Sir move out of my focus. He seemed to vanish in a blurry flash more than actually move. I then felt a pair of hands behind me pull me back so I was laying properly in the sling. It was Sir. He restrained my wrists whilst the skinhead restrained my ankles. Sir came to between my legs, lifted his cloak, and threw it over his shoulders, so it hung from his neck, draping down his back. I couldn't see his face because of the Gas Mask, but the way his Leather Harness shaped into his shoulders and hairy pecs perfectly and the way he was holding the chains with his big hands with a firm grip, combined with my intoxication made me begin to 'high pitch grunt' with each breath out. However, my breathing rate was slowly increasing, and as it did, so did the frequencies of my 'high pitch grunts'. I was perving over his broad and hairy muscular physique, when suddenly I could not see them properly anymore. All I could see was his bulging veins across his chest, and the length of his arms. And it seemed like something was moving and wriggling inside of them. I was then brought back to the situation as I heard Sir's voice repeat itself over and over. First of all it was very faint, and then it got louder. As it got louder I could hear what he was saying, only just. His voice was now slightly distorted. - Oi, pig, you still want that virulent mutated strain of our Masters DNA? - Strain of what ..... Sir? - HIV, pig! - FUUUHcK ... Yes Sir. I instantly recognized the sensation of his fingernails clawing inside my ass as he fingered me. But, instead of the pain I felt earlier with his scratching, each scratch made my nerves flick like when you try to unsuccessfully light a lighter (lots of tiny little sparks, which eventually burn your thumb). I don't know how long he'd been fingering my ass, but all of a sudden I really felt my ass stretch open wide which made my already regular panting turn into full on very fast panting. My high pitched grunts were turning into demonic shrieks of ecstasy. I guess the crazy noise I was making had attracted a crowd as I saw lots of bodies mill around my sling. I didn't look up to see their faces as I was transfixed on Sir, who was giving my ass a good working over. - OMG Sir, is that 3 fingers right upto your knuckles you have inside my ass? I feel really stretched. BUT, I feel I want more. I NEED MORE! - No pig. I am about 2" past my wrist. AND, our Master prefers it if you refer to your ass as your cunt. Because, that is what you have from now on. A cunt. Understood!? - Yes. PLEASE fuck my cunt Sir. PLEEEEEAAAASE ... He stood completely upright again, and started fucking me. Much like when he briefly fucked me earlier it felt like a hot rod poking my stomach, and my cunt began to burn. However, this time the poker felt hotter, and the burning felt more intense. It was much more pleasurable this time too. I looked up to the Gas Mask, then my eyes were drawn to his Scorpion tattoos that were on each of his large pecs. Their legs and tails were now beginning to slightly move. 🦂 I don't know why, but this served to turn me on even more. Then, I heard his voice BOOM ... - EVERYBODY MOVE OUT OF THE WAY. I need a clear view in case of enemy approaching. As I looked around, the crowd around us had turned away. But, instead of walking off, they seemed to scuttle off, fleeing to other parts of this part of the venue. Sir continued to fuck me. Again, I do not know for how long. My perception of time was lost. Then suddenly, Sir tore off his Gas Mask. At first when I saw his face, he looked like an angry Demon. 👺 But then, as he spoke to the skinhead, he looked like himself again. - Fuck. Take over from me will you. We need to cause a diversion. The skinhead who was beginning to skull fuck me at the lockers stood over me, holding his truncheon in one hand, and batting the palm of his opposite hand. Then, he started to hate fuck me with it. I was panting super fast and shrieking extremely loudly. - Stick ALL of it inside my cunt!! He reached behind to the left pocket of his bleachers, and pulled out a large red paisley hanker-chief, scrunched it up, and stuffed it in my mouth. - SHUT up faggot! The only noise I want to hear is the various bodily fluids squelch inside and around your nasty cunt as we USE you how the HELL we want! - I thought I was right in thinking you would be of great use to us. Good work with quietening him down. Sir put his Dick back in his Leather Jockstrap. It was looking very red and wet. He then placed his Gas Mask on my chest, then very carefully arranged his cloak covering me up until I was out of sight. The skinhead continued to hate fuck my cunt, and then .... ... I heard my boyfriends voice! Would he discover me, and infect me like we had originally planned during the past few weeks. He had to find me right now, because I could tell Sir was very close to ejaculating our Masters mutated DNA into my hungry cunt. I couldn't help but sense that, if that happened, I would be receiving the actual original strain.

My name is Chris. A couple of weeks ago I was alone at home, bored and extremely horny. It was around 2am when I decided to open Grindr. The usual people were there, but I saw an unfamiliar face, a 19 years old twink, 5’9”, dirty blond hair and blue eyes. I decided to hit him up and he told me he was from another city, visiting his brother there and just for one more day in town. I noticed he was very shy so I decided to go slow with him. I told him I wanted to meet him and as he would leave next day it couldn’t wait. His brother was sleeping, he didn’t know the neighborhood, he didn’t want to fuck... a lot of excuses, but I kept insisting: I just want to meet you, it’s close, your brother does not need to know... Finally I convinced him to come to my house for a little while and meet face to face. Of course, that’s was not my intention. I am 30 years old, but I love fucking young twinks, so my dick started to get hard. When he arrived, he was much more handsome than in the pictures, and with a beautiful smile. I couldn’t let him leave without fucking him. I offered him a beer and we sat on the sofa to talk and drink. I gathered that he was not out of the closet and he had little experience because he hardly knew any gay man in the small town he lived: easy prey I put my hand in his tights and started to caress him. He stopped talking and just looked at me on the eyes. I kept caressing him, his tights, his chest, his face and then I pulled him close for a kiss. His lips were very soft and he was very passionate. I put my hand between his legs and went to caress his ass. He started moaning slowly in my mouth so I went and opened his jeans. At that moment, he stopped the kiss - We are going too fast, I need to go home - Relax, it’s fine, it’s fine, just kiss me a little longer We kept kissing. I could feel he was hard so I decided to go further. I put my hand inside his underwear and played a little with his dick, and then put a finger in his hole. He gasped and stopped the kiss again: “No no no, I didn’t come for that, I need to go”. I just grabbed him by the hair and kept kissing and fingering him. He was shocked for a few seconds, but then started moaning again and grabbed his cock to start masturbating. He was ready for the next step. I removed his pants and underwear and maneuvered to get myself between his legs. I then removed my clothes and started to play with my hard dick in his hole. My dick precums a lot so I was really lubing his hole. I went back to kissing him and started to put my dick in him, very slowly. When it was half way he asked to stop: - I don’t want to fuck, let’s just masturbate together - Come on dude. I’m so hard. It’s halfway in, just let me put it in completely. I need your ass - ... ok, just put it in, for a little while, but then we stop - Sure dude - I said as I put all my dick in. His ass was so damn tight and I could feel my precum going inside him. I took his dick and starting masturbating him while moving very slowly inside him - How does it feel dude? - It feels good - Do you like my dick in your ass? - ... - Tell me - I said while masturbating him faster - Do you like it? - ... yes - Can I fuck you harder? - Yes, please That was my cue to start pounding that ass hard. He was moaning a lot. He was loving it. I put him in doggy position and put my dick back in. It was a beautiful sight. My hard dick, wet with precum going raw and that young tight hole. I grabbed him by the hips and went even stronger, I wanted him to leave this room with his hole destroyed. His moans got faster and higher and he came on the sofa (I’d have to clean that, but it was worth it). I also started moaning, I was close. Then he spoke: - Don’t cum on me, please... I can’t go back home covered in cum - So where do you want me to cum? - ... I don’t know - I’m close, where do you want me to cum? - .... Cum inside me - You want me to cum inside you? - Yes - I didn’t hear you. Do you want me to breed your ass? - Yes - Ask me - Please cum in my ass - Again. Beg me to breed your ass whore - Please sir, breed my ass. I want your cum inside. I’m a whore and I need your cum inside! That got me over the edge. I bred his tight ass deep inside. I pumped him full of cum and then took my dick out - You can leave now He dressed without saying a word. While opening the door to leave, he looked me with a mix of passion and rage. - You are a cunt I never saw him again

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

Hey guys this is Chapter 1 of a new story I wanted to write. There's not much action in this first chapter but it builds the scene. Hope you like and don't worry it will get messy pretty quickly. Its also inspired by a real pub I worked in when I was 18. The Pub - Chapter 1 They say change can be a good thing, but when a lot happens at once it can be overwhelming. I had just recently turned 18, had just moved into the city to attend University. I was in student accommodation and I was out walking the streets looking for work. I needed a job to pay bills and have a decent student life, after all my loan would only go so far and my mum wouldn't be in much of a position to help me out. I discovered, however, most of the stores in town had already hired their student workers. It seemed as if the entire uni had hit the town weeks earlier and taken all the good jobs. As I was slowly walking out the end of town back towards my new room, I came across a dank little pub on the edge of a cross roads. The building looked fairly rundown with a front door that had “Entry in the rear” painted across it. In the window was a little rainbow flag, suggesting it was a gay bar or something and next to it was a fresh advertisement for a bar man job. The notice said it was varied shift work and paid a working wage. In fairness I wasn't in a place to look a gift horse in the mouth so I followed the instructions and wandered round the back. There was a dark closed off alley which looked like it continued down to where barrels were stored; however I turned to the right and pushed open the door and stepped inside. The pub was darkly lit and as I walked in the attention of a few of the patrons perked up and stared at me. It was mid afternoon by this point and so the clientele were all in their early sixties at best, some sat along the bar talking to the barman, some hunched over their pints. I approached the barman, trying to ignore all the stares and asked him about the job in the window. He looked to be in his late forties and looked me up and down making me slightly uncomfortable. “You're a damn looker. I think you'll be very popular. I'll just shout the boss and he can give you an interview”. This got a couple of the men chuckling as they started to engage in conversation with me. Whilst the barman headed out the back and up some stairs I did my best to smile and chat with some of the guys at the bar. They inquired about where I had come from, never having seen me around before and I explained I was new to the area and studying. That got a few comments about me being fresh meat and a few more laughs about keeping an eye out for some of the pervs that come in here. I laughed somewhat reluctantly, but they didn't seem all that bad, and I appreciated that whilst they weren't my type, it seemed obvious that they didn't get younger guys in here very often. The barman came back down and told me to head up and that the boss was waiting. The old man closest too me patted my arse giving it a good squeeze and told me to knock them dead and that they were rooting for me. As I got to the top of the stairs I heard a gruff voice beckoning me in to the room on the right. It looked like a fairly nice living space, although it wasn't exactly kept nice and clean. I could see a lot of dishes stacked up in the kitchen and as I turned into the living room the place was cluttered with all sorts of boxes and props and various clothing and fetish gear. There seemed to be a variety of rubber and leather gear strewn around the room. Nothing that shocked me. While I was certainly young, I wasn't naive. While the contents of the room might have been a bit off, it was, after all, merely the room in which I'd be interviewed. On the far side of this large living room was a big torn up leather couch and sat to one side with his legs stretched out was a large beast of a man. He looked to be early fifties, scruffy hair and a big beard. He had a tight wife beater on with a huge bush of chest hair bursting out of all sides and was wearing torn baggy shorts. He stood up and took a few steps towards me palm outstretched. We shook hands; or rather he shook most of my arm with his powerful shake and pointed me to the couch to sit. “So you're looking for some work eh?” he asked giving me a look up and down as I sat down. “You know this is a gay pub right?” I nodded and explained I understood and it wasn't a problem. I explained my situation, having just moved down for University, single mum at home and needed to support myself, no luck in town, etc. “Well I'd be happy to help you out,” he said as he made himself more comfortable lifting a leg up onto the sofa and leaning back getting a better look at me, "but you should know that we do all sorts of events here and you would need to follow a dress code every now and then." His baggy torn shorts slowly fell down his arched leg and I could see he wasn't wearing any underwear. In fact I could actually see he was circumcised and had a large floppy shaft nestling over some huge hairy balls. I tried to focus on his face and desperately tried to pay attention to what he said. “Erm yes that's fine, I'd be happy to wear whatever uniform you require." “Right stand up for me” he said as he adjusted his crotch and rose with me. “Arms up” he commanded and I obeyed without question as he grabbed my -shirt and lifted it up over my head with a quick motion. He gave a little whistle and ran a chubby thick finger down my chest and along my abs. “Damn kiddo you've got a killer body, do you work out a lot?" I blushed, both at the compliment and that I was suddenly topless in front of a stranger in a random house during a job interview. “Erm, yes, I work out a few times a week, but nothing over the top. I have played sports most of my life so I just have a good body, I guess." He was rubbing his hands up and down my abs now and then grabbed my hips and turned me around, his hands went back to my chest and began working my nipples. I couldn't control myself and moaned softly. He chuckled. “So you're a sensitive little scamp too eh? That's good to know. The patrons will love seeing that, right now the rest please," he remarked, his hands unbuttoning my jeans, allowing them to drop to the floor, leaving me standing in my lucky yellow jock bare arse practically pressed into his crotch. “Well hello! I guess this tells me what position you played in sports, eh?" he chuckled, giving my bare arse cheek a squeeze before running his finger between the cheeks, grazing my hole. “Well lad, you look perfect. Great body great attitude, That's the main thing.” Spinning me around, he took my hand, walking me back to sit back down with him on the couch. “Ideally I'd like you to start as soon as possible. There's a shift going tonight if you're keen. I can show you the ropes and if you do a good job and keep the customers entertained and drinking then I think we have a deal”. I spluttered my thanks back to him and shook his hand again. Okay, it wasn't exactly a conventional job interview but I had a trial shift and could start straight away. We both stood up and I bent over to grab my clothes. He had obviously tried to assist as he accidentally bumped into my back side as he clearly had stood too close to me. “Whoops sorry boy” he said as he took my hips in his hand and slowly pulled me up into him, chuckling “Daddy's got you, don't worry.” I laughed politely as I put on my jeans and t-shirt while he watched. I shook his hand one last time as he looked at me fondly and he told me to head back down to begin work at 8:00. “Go home, grab a shower and just come back in what you are wearing. You don't need to put in any effort." I thanked him again and headed back downstairs, and, in passing through the pub the guys at the counter asked how it went. I confirmed I had a trial shift that night at 8:00. “Oh lovely,” said the guy who had patted my bum. “I'll look forward to seeing you then” he winked. I left and walked out the pub heading home to get ready for my first shift, with no clue as to how a simple bar job would bring even more change to my life.

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...

i was literally thinking about you when i wrote that faggot. the day we met you were laying blindfolded in the bathhouse sling with cum dripping out of your gaping fuckhole and your boyfriend was rounding up guys to bareback your slutty little body.when i first saw you you were surrounded by about a dozen guys who were taking turns fucking you while you begged every single guy to blow their load in your ass.when i saw the puddle of cum under your ass and how much you needed to take loads i knew you would be a special cumdump. sluts like you need a boyfriend who will treat you more like a whore than a boyfriend and nurture your cumdump nature. when i found out your boyfriend was actually trying to get you knocked up i knew i hit the jackpot.your girly girl body just made you easy to feminize and turn into a tranny whore

I love to get bred anonymous so when a guy texted me early this morning saying a friend gave him my # and then followed that up with a pic of a very nice 9" black cock the only question i asked was when and where. I arrived in his back driveway and stripped by the car and headed into the backyard where i put on a blindfold as he instructed. Bending over a chair on the patio i heard the door open and then felt a hand on my ass as he explored my hole. He knelt down and i felt his tongue on my hole. He ate my hole for a while until i was begging him to fuck me and then lubed me up and put the head of his cock against me. I reached around to hold his shaft and moaned when i felt how thick he was. He told me he was going to rape my white hole and fill me up as he started easing into me. He leaned his body over me and offered me poppers and i took a few good whiffs. My head exploded and the universe narrowed down to his fat cock skewering my ass. I think i yelled as i backed onto his cock so he was buried all the way and he grabbed my hair and told me i was a whore. It felt so good as he started fucking me harder and harder, his hips and balls making slapping sounds as he bottomed out in my ass. Suddenly i heard a phone and he slowed down as he answered. I heard him say yea, he was fucking a white whore and then told someone sure come on over and use this whore's hole. He had just put the phone down and started pounding harder again when the gate opened and he laughed and asked did you guys run over here? Someone pulled my head back and stuffed his cock down my throat until i gagged. He was thick enough i had to be careful with my teeth as he facefucked me. All in all i got three good loads and a nice pounding from the three guys. It was a great way to start out the day!

The emotional and intellectual parts of the 'house' of sex have doors that are never opened, rooms that are never entered, beds that are never used, because the exterior of the house lacked curb appeal to the 'buyer.' i know this is often true even when looks and age are not considerations, that a lot of guys spend their entire sex lives in the physical realm and may only accidentally experience what it means to mind fuck or connect emotionally with another guy. Something that changed this for me was a FB i connected with weekly for over a year and a half. We did some mind blowing stuff together, and with all the times we got together, i never once saw Him. i was blindfolded every time, so looks and age didn't factor into my acceptance of this guy. It was a great experience having a relationship where i didn't have my sight, really enhanced my other senses, but it also removed the bias of visual attraction from the equation. Don't get me wrong, i think visual appeal is a thing that can matter, but i also think it's possible to put too much (or too frequent?) emphasis on it, and we lose out of a lot of other experience because the importance we place on it.

Sir , becomes L in the presence of the Master, the first letter of his name (surmising it to be Lucifer) U is Usher the POZ skinhead who also facefucked and then fucked Charlie earlier and became Sirs assistant in the abduction of Charlie and his boyfriend.

OH FUCK this is HOT and wish it was happening to me! Brilliant!

Damn this is one "Hell" of a story. I have a feeling Charlie is going to get his fill of The Master very soon. As for his boyfriend he may get out of there or may decend to the nether regions.

I sucked my first cock at 10 which is perfect in learning skills and techniques.

Part 7; Sir stood about 1 metre away from and with his back to our sling - Hey. I literally left the dance-floor for no more than 5 minutes. I came back, BOTH of you were gone. What the HELL happened? - Oh, I assumed you two became reunited. Several seconds after you left for your piss, he followed you. And that is why I got here 20 minutes ago, at 1.55am, ready for your show where you were going to take your boyfriend's virginity, and knock him up. - Well, I haven't seen him since I left him with you. - Oh, neither have I. - You haven't seen him that entire time? - No. Well, I plan to stay in this area until at least 3.15am. Why don't you come back in 1 hour. If he passes by during that time, I shall keep him here and keep him out of trouble, until you come back. - You'll be in this same spot? - Possibly. If not I most likely will be in the piss pool area opposite. Just over there. - Thanks you for your help. I'll be back here in 1 hour then. - See ya. There seemed to be quite a pause where I couldn't hear any voices I was familiar with, and I wasn't being touched either. All I could sense was muffled voices in the background, and tribal sounds being played out over the speaker system. Then, after a while I felt the cloak slowly uncovering me. BUT, when it got to my neck, it stopped, so my face remained covered. I didn't feel anything enter me, but I immediately felt the hot poker sensation sliding right through my cunt all the way to what again felt like my stomach, and that burning. My cunt was burning that little bit more again than the last time. And so was I. I started to feel really hot and sweaty with a pair of large hands rubbing over my wet torso. I knew they were Sir's, and I knew he was inside me again. Only this time it didn't feel like a mere fuck. It felt like a ritual, and I was about to get well and truly stung. (IF I truly wanted it, that is). Sir started to speak once again. His voice still distorted, but now it was much deeper again. I don't know how I was doing it, but, I was just managing to decipher what he was saying. - Well, your boyfriend was just way too easy. I cannot wait to see his face when he realizes that it won't be his DNA that will be controlling you. Fuck yeah. You ready for your first ever load sprayed in your cunt, pig? - Yes Sir - It's highly toxic! You do realize if I cum inside you, you will have no choice but to come with me to meet your new Master tonight to transfer from the mutated strain I am about to give to you, to the original virulent strain in it's most potent pure form. A lot will be expected of you before you would receive his ultimate DNA. If you truly accept your chosen fate, you will now say clearly, 'Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now', OR, you can say, 'No. I walk away'. I was actually being given a choice here. Or was I? Maybe it wasn't too late. I could not accept, and become infected by my boyfriend as originally planned all along. I was conflicted! I knew that to make the correct choice, I had to be true to myself! The only image I had in my head now, was that of my lovely boyfriend. And all I could feel physically was my cunt being filled with dirty, dark and demonic filth, and that left me feeling fulfilled and truly satisfied. - Take my cloak away from his face, and remove the hanker-chief you put in his mouth. Suddenly I could see again. I looked up at Sir, and once again, he looked like an angry Demon. I must be full on hallucinating. Surely!? His face was a glowing fireball red 👺, and the Scorpions on his pecs seemed like they were dancing. Also, I could see that either side of me were several Dicks masturbating over me. But they looked like the Dicks of Monsters. They looked ugly. BUT, I wanted to feel their hot seed soak me all over. I guess I had my answer. - Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now ☠️🐐 With my obedient declaration Sir stopped fucking me. He pulled out, and just stared down at me. The Men either side of me continued stroking their Dicks. I knew what Sir was about to do. He was going to fill me with his dirty toxic seed, and that is all it took for me to start shooting my own load as I lay there restrained. The most intense orgasm of my life and no one was touching me, not even myself. I would usually cum in a moderate amount, but now, I was erupting buckets; All over my chin, chest, and belly. I was squirting such an insane amount of cum that it was running down the sides of my torso. And, it went on and on. My body suddenly went limp, and I passed out. The next thing my brain was perceiving, is Sir was scooping up my neg load and FFisting it into my cunt, and using the remainder to lube up his bloodied shaft. Instead of holding onto the sling chains he this time grabbed the sides of my torso with what were now ICE COLD hands, and he slammed back into my cunt, fucking me with a deep rooted aggression. He still looked like a Demon, and his eyes had glazed over and were now black, and empty. Was I dreaming? Had I regained consciousness? Everything had now become blurred. Out of the blue he began to speak a language that did not sound as though it was from this world. He began to talk faster and faster, and as he did, his hate fucking would also increase in it's severity. THEN, everything abruptly stopped. The strange talking. The hate fucking. Sir was completely still, and expressionless with his dead black eyes. Shortly after everything ground to a halt, Sir began grunting rhythmically, each grunt several seconds apart. He was cumming, and my cunt felt like it was being loaded with cooling molten lava with each and every grunt, and it now felt like it was almost on fire. With each ejaculating grunt the Scorpions on his pecs would flick their tails and squirt their venom high into the air. 🦂🦂 As I watched their poison rain down on me, the several guys either side of the sling almost in unison commenced ejaculating all over me, with each splash of cum that was drenching me, making my skin feeling very hot. The next time I was properly aware, I was lying on my back in the piss pool in about an inch in depth at least, of warm piss. There were others like me with men stood over them, using them as nothing more than a human urinal. And then my boyfriend's voice suddenly appeared. but I couldn't see him with the crowd. - Darling, where have you been all this time? I have been worried about you.

About five years ago, I hooked up with a guy on Craigslist for mutual oral. I'd always been a top when it came to anal sex. I got to his house and we sucked on each other for a little bit. Then he pulled out some poppers, sniffed them, and offered me some. I'd been with guys who'd done poppers numerous times but never done them myself. I don't know why this time was different, but I sniffed them... and got pretty high. The next thing I know, we were on the floor and he was sliding his cock into me. It hurt like hell at first, but I loved it. I didn't know he was bareback until he came and pulled out. I was scared at first, but then I got tested and was fine. But I can't stop thinking about and beating off to that incident. I want to get bred again.

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.

Not sure how I missed this thread when it first started, great responses! i’m like those who get as much or more from the mental fuck as i do the physical. For me the focus is maybe similar to DannyBoy in terms of getting pregnant...and different too from other posts ive read of his? I have no desire to be pregnant with an actual baby, but aspects of pregnancy, like having my body ‘marked’ or impregnated by a part of my Top, especially when that’s His intent, is essentially my sex drive. It’s His intent as well as His seed inside of me that makes the act complete for me. Knowing that He feels a completion by placing part of Himself in me, fucking awesome

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

Part 95 - Breakfast of Champions Frank and Ric walked down to get breakfast at the buffet the next morning. They found a table and were quietly eating their breakfast, both glued to their phones. Ric got an alert and discreetly opened the app up. He had a message from a guy about a mile away. “Hi, I think we met 2 days ago” was all it said. Ric looked at the profile and when he saw the head shot he smiled. Ric replied “Yeah we did was really hot.” Seconds later a reply came in “very. saw ur tat. u poz?” Ric’s hopes dropped. He sent off a reply of “yeah”, expecting the conversation to end there. He finished off the juice and bagel and started to peal the orange when he got another notification. “Never fukd with a poz guy b4” was the message. Ric chuckled and replied “u prob have u just didn’t know it.” With no quick reply, Ric ate the orange and then took his plate and dumped it in the garbage. As he was walking back to the table, his phone buzzed again. “U fuk neg guys?” the guy asked. “if they want more interested in the guy than status” Ric replied. The reply came right away - “U interested in me?” Ric’s mind flipped through all the things he wanted to do to Taylor after the blowjob in the bathroom. He replied “oh yeah ur bj was amazing bet ur a great fuk.” A couple minutes went by without a response and he figured Taylor was nervous about getting poz fucked. He did have some condoms but was hoping to fuck raw if he could. His phone buzzed again. “i c 3 guys same distance from me. u, 20s guy that works at a hotel that I know and 42yo latino. ur dad uses the skulfkr app?” Ric quickly changed the app over to the list of nearby guys and found his dad’s profile. “Shit” he muttered quietly. His dad looked up and said “What?” “You cruising for a hookup?” Ric asked. “You’ve been too busy and I have needs” Frank replied with a smile. Ric typed a reply to Taylor “omg yes.” The reply from him was “lol. he checking up on u or looking?” Ric shook his head as he typed out “looking.” “Fuk ya. I’ve done brothers, cousins and married dads. never a dad n son.” Ric felt his cock stiffen and looked over at his dad. He laughed as he typed out his next message to Taylor - “hit him up n see if he wants to meet JUST U.” Ric heard the familiar chirp seconds later and saw his dad swiping at his phone. “wow, he’s horny. wants to meet now” Taylor replied to Ric. “u want both of us? him? me? someone else?” Ric sent back. “both would be hot, u only if u don’t want to do 3” Taylor responded. Ric thought about his dad’s earlier comment and him wanting Ric to join him fucking the hotel guy Friday night. As much as he wanted to have Taylor to himself, he decided he should do the 3 way and make both Taylor and his dad happy. He had an idea to make it a little more interesting, though. He typed out “make him think its just u 2. not 3way. meet me in lobby b4. we will surprise him.” Ric sat back and flipped through the app looking at some of the other guys while he saw his dad typing out a few messages. Frank looked up from his phone and said “I’m gonna need the room for a bit. I’ll text you when I’m done. Is your phone all charged up this time?” Ric laughed and said “Yeah. Have fun” as Frank picked up his stuff and dumped it in the trash can and headed towards the elevators. Once Frank was gone, Ric started tapping out a message when Taylor sent him a message “10 min.” Ric erased what he typed and said “u sure u want poz loads?” and got just “8===> ~+~+~” back. Taylor walked into the hotel looking a lot different than he did during the orientation sessions. He had on a white, tight lycra shirt that showed every ripple in his body and his erect nipples, baggy black shorts and pink canvas sneakers. He had a couple days growth of scruff on his face and his Oakley sunglasses hung around the back of his neck. He peered around looking for Ric who was leaning against a pillar in the lobby. Taylor walked up to him and squeezed his cock saying “Hey there, sexy.” Ric smiled and replied “I guess that quiet preppy guy is just a facade. You look really hot. Ready for some fun?” Taylor blushed and then nodded as they went to the elevators. As the elevator rose Ric leaned in and whispered in Taylor’s ear “hope you’re sure about this cuz I’m gonna love knocking you up.” Taylor reached back and pulled Ric closer. They made it to the room and Taylor knocked on the door and noticed it was kept ajar by the extended deadbolt. Taylor pushed and went inside with Ric a few steps behind. As they entered the main area, Frank gasped. “Look who I found in the lobby, all alone. He looks like he wants to fuck too” Taylor said. Ric stayed quiet and was hoping his dad would be ok that his fuck with Taylor was now going to be a three-way. Ric pushed Taylor toward the bed Frank was on. Frank stood up and walked the 2 steps to Taylor and felt over his chest. “This IS a pleasant surprise. We have to check out in two hours but I think we can keep you busy until then” Frank said. Ric moved in behind Taylor and reached around, unbuttoning his shorts and pushing them to the floor. Taylor kicked off his shoes and Frank pulled the tight shirt over his head. Taylor stood there in a small red thong that could barely cover his modest cock and balls while Ric and his dad were feeling over his soft skin. Ric was eager to see if Taylor’s ass was as good as his mouth was but also wanted to make this fuck last a while. Frank bent over and sucked on Taylor’s nipples while he pushed off his own underwear. Ric stripped next and left his clothes in a pile as he kept pushing Taylor and his dad closer to the bed. Ric leaned next to Taylor’s ear and said “I’m gonna let my dad open you up first so I can use his cum for lube.” Taylor moaned and took his spot, kneeling on the edge of the bed with his ass hanging over it. Frank kneeled and pushed the strap from the thong to one side and started to work Taylors hole over with his tongue. Ric moved in front of Taylor and rubbed his cock over Taylor’s face. His tongue was eagerly chasing the shaft around and finally Taylor grabbed it with his hand and guided it to his mouth. Just like on Friday, Taylor worked his magic tongue over Ric’s cock. He was sucking and slurping and letting his tongue wander all over the rigid shaft. Friday was a warmup, now he could spend a much longer time enjoying Ric’s cock and Taylor was going to savor every moment. Frank was eating Taylor’s lightly tanned ass that was covered with a fine layer of hair. His tongue poked in and around the puckered hole, coating it with spit. Frank was enjoying Taylor’s ass and thought the only way it could be better was if it was filled with a few guy’s loads of cum. His cock was already fully hard and aching to get inside Taylor’s pussy. Taylor’s cock had escaped the pouch on the thong and was also hard and dripping, having already created a wet spot on the bedspread. Frank could wait no longer and stood up and held his cock on Taylor’s hole, pulling the foreskin the rest of the way back. He dragged the tip over the hole, leaving a trail of precum to mix with his spit. Taylor arched his back leaving his ass a little higher. Once a pool of spit and precum formed in the pucker, Frank pushed in. After a second, his cock penetrated the ring and entered Taylor’s warm, tight chute. Both Frank and Taylor let out a loud moan and Frank waited a moment before he started to fuck. Rocking his hips, he worked his cock deeper with each inward stroke and after a few minutes Taylor started to rock back, meeting his thrusts. Taylor never got to see Frank’s cock before it plowed into his ass and was happy that it wasn’t as big as his son’s. Frank was opening him up for the much larger one that was fucking his face and drilling into his throat. Ric started to time his thrusts with his dad’s so they were both shoving into Taylor’s helpless body at the same time. He was really surprised at the ease that Taylor could take all of his cock. Very few guys could deep throat it, much less get face fucked with the whole thing. He picked up the pace and fucked harder into Taylor’s throat and his dad followed suit with his ass. After more than ten minutes of assaulting Taylor’s holes, Ric slowed down, followed by Frank. Ric pulled out and nodded at his dad to do the same. “Flip” Ric commanded and Taylor immediately rolled on to his back, pulling his legs back. Frank slammed his cock back into the loosened hole and hammered away. Ric climbed off the bed and moved next to his dad, watching his cock drive in and out of Taylor’s cunt. He looked at Taylor who was looking back and forth between Ric and Frank. Ric could tell his dad was getting close from his ragged breathing so he decided to give him a bit of encouragement. “Yeah, dad. Fuck his ass good. Stretch that college boy hole open and plant your seed inside him” Ric said. Frank grunted and pushed Taylor’s legs farther back and then pounded harder until his cock started to spew his bug filled seed deep into Taylor’s pussy. “Fuck yeah” Ric said as he watched his dad’s orgasm. When Frank pulled out Ric watched some cum drip out and quickly moved in to coat the tip of his cock with it. With Taylor’s hole still loose from taking Frank’s cock, Ric pushed in. “OH FUCK!” Taylor yelled out as Ric’s cock stretched him open more than he expected. Ric looked down at Taylor’s face and grinned. He waited a few moments to let Taylor get used to the girth of the cock that was now only half way inside him. To make the point, Ric pushed harder and got another inch inside. Taylor’s eyes were wide open as was his mouth. His groan was interrupted only by an occasional whimper. “Yeah, son. Show him how a real cock feels” Frank said. Ric looked at his dad and wondered if Frank realized that he had just insulted himself. Ric pulled back a few inches and drove in until he hit a wall. “oh fuck fuck fuck” growled Taylor. Ric chuckled and asked Taylor “You want it all or just this deep?” “Oh my god. You’re not all the way in?” Taylor said with pain in his voice. Ric wiggled his hips and then thrust in. He watched Taylor’s eyes roll back in his head as he groaned loudly. He tried a few more times and could feel Taylor squirm under him. “You got this” Ric said as he jabbed one more time and broke through the inner ring. Taylor body spasmed around Ric’s cock and and his eyes rolled back again. Ric leaned in, saying “Even tighter than your throat. Now, it’s time to really fuck you.” He stood up and grabbed Taylor’s ankles before he began to slowly fuck him. He only used a three quarter stroke but Taylor was still convinced his guts were being destroyed. Ric kept going, pumping his cock in and out with the occasional thrust all the way in. Each time he did it, his cock squeezed past the inner ring easier. After twenty minutes he was able to do full strokes at will and his balls were slapping against Taylor’s ass. Ric drilled faster and faster and then looked down to see Taylor staring at him. Their eyes connected and Ric stared back. He cocked his head to one side, raising his eyebrows and Taylor nodded back at him. He knew the time was right for Ric to plant his toxic load in deep. Ric pounded quickly and then plowed his cock all the way in, pumping globs of highly charged cum into Taylor’s body. Taylor whimpered as he felt the cock swell and he knew he was taking Ric’s poz load. Taylor may have thought it was the first poz load he had ever taken, but Frank had taken those honors. Ric pulled back and thrust in one more time, working another spurt out and blasting it into Taylor’s abused fuck chute. Ric slowly pulled his cock out and there were streaks of red on the shaft. Frank kneeled down and started to lick over the swollen pussy, tasting the mixture of cum, assjuice and blood. As sore as his ass was, the tongue lapping at his hole felt good and Taylor started to moan once more. When he couldn’t hold his legs up any longer Taylor lowered them down and Frank backed away. He looked back at the father and son that had just used him and smiled. “You guys are brutes” he said, slowly sitting up before adding "but that was fuckin amazing." “You probably need a shower before you go home” Ric said and Taylor nodded. He staggered over to the bathroom and rinsed off quickly. While he dressed, Frank showered. “Do you always fuck like that?” Taylor asked Ric. “Nah, I don't fuck other guys with my dad much. It just seemed to be right for the moment. You said you wanted a poz fuck” Ric replied. “Yeah, but I won’t be able to get fucked for a couple weeks the way I feel right now” Taylor said. “That’s the idea. You’ll know if this was the fuck that charged you” Ric replied with an evil grin. “Uh… what? You’re not on meds?” Taylor said as the reality sunk in. “Nope. Dad isn’t either” Ric said as he heard the water stop in the shower. “Fuuuuck” said Taylor. Ric realized that this might have been more than Taylor bargained for so he said “Hit the clinic for pep if you’re not sure you want it or just see what happens. We can always try again in the fall.” Taylor’s eyes were glazed but he nodded and then said “Yeah, I do want to fuck again but not as rough. Keep my number around for next semester.” He walked to the door and it closed just as Frank came out of the bathroom. “He gone?” Frank asked. “Yeah” Ric replied. “That was one hard fuck, son. Were you trying to show off for me?” Frank asked. “Nope. Sometimes I’m just in that mood” Ric answered as he headed to the shower.

Those hairy men have a hold on me. I join up with those middle eastern guys whenever I can. Turks included.

A little different response for you guys, but I can share my experience. I share my wife with other me. I get off watching her get fucked and eating a load out of her when the guy is done. She is really good with keeping it about sex. One or two hookups then moves on to the next. One guy she became quite fond of. To the point where she wanted to be shared by just us two for a few months. He stayed over a lot and we took turns dumping loads in her. It was so fucking hot. For this period of time she existed just to take our cocks and cum. Amazing times.

Will be at Fickstutenmarkt March 2019,can’t wait to enjoy the experience to be fucked by anyone who want to fill my hole.

I am newly converted to POZ and only topped once. My goal was to become a POZ cum dump bottom, the kind of guy that gets a reputation for being a cum dump and having a loose, sloppy, dripping fuck hole. That's still my goal. But it turns out that I was at a bar and a guy starting hitting on me and after a while he said he wanted to swap fucks. I was honest and told him that I've only topped one time. He said that's OK, it's cool and we ended up going into a dark corner of the bar parking lot and he told me to fuck him first and when I asked, "bareback?", he said of course. So I did and unloaded a nice big load of newly POZ nut into his raw hole. He then turned me around while thanking me for my nut and flooded my hole with his neg nut. I have to admit that I was really turned on knowing that his load might be the very last pure neg load he shoots. So my point is that even if a bottom guy thinks that all he can be is a bottom, he does have the ability to be a top fucker when needed and I admit that now that my POZ cock has experienced breeding a hole, it wants to it again! I'm learning that being a vers bottom does have benefits.

Part 10 The cool air of the patio felt wonderful as it cooled off my sweaty body as I rolled on the X and G. The men who knew Master well knew why I had two 5 dollar bills in my mouth, and they just smiled and laughed. Master replaced the money with a lit joint, and I inhaled the sweet, sweet smoke. After a few hits, Master took back the joint as one of the men grabbed me and started kissing me, grinding his hairy chest into me and grabbing my ass cheeks. He unzipped the back of my shorts and pawed my bare ass while he tongued my mouth. I moaned as I sucked on his tongue. Another man came behind me as started sucking and biting my neck as he reached around and pinched my nipples. I groaned and shook as the men pleasured my body, my cock digging painfully into its cage, bringing more pain and pleasure to my drugged up state. Soon I was passed to another man who pushed me against the brick wall, grinding my back into it while he raped my mouth with his tongue. He pushed the plug into my ass which made my dick leak fluid. For the next hour I was passed between various men so they could kiss me, fondle me, and get me hornier and hornier. I was quietly begging each man to fuck me as they set fire to my body with their mouths and hands. I didn't even see their faces as I melted into each of them. Eventually, I felt Master tug my leash as he pulled me away toward the door. He led me through the bar and out the front, with a small group of his friends following us. I already knew what was up as we all walked back to Masters apartment. Once inside, I stripped as expected, and obediently sat on the floor in my spot by the couch. Looking up, I saw Master and 7 other men. They were all older, some I recognized having tried to pick me up before, but I had thought they weren't good enough for me. Now, I was about to be their piggy cumdump, and I had no choice in the matter. And I didn't care. As they stripped my cock pushed painfully into its cage, and my pussy twitched around the plug. Most were hairy, several had bellies. One guy was like a gorilla, covered in dense, black hair, and one guy looked like Santa, long white hair and beard, with a thick grey pelt covering his torso and round belly. These two made me drool the most. I couldn't wait to feel their fur grind into my skin as they fucked me. And I didn't have to wait long. I was quickly grabbed and somebody pulled out the plug, and instantly a hard cock was shoved in its place. I moaned as the fucker buried himself balls deep in my cumhole. A cock was shoved in my mouth, and poppers under my nose. I went wild as I became the best slut I could be for Master. I begged the men to fuck me, use me, degrade me. And they did. They spit on my face, in my mouth, slapped me, and called me every degrading name in the book. I had big cocks forced down my throat as my head was held tight, nose buried in pubes. I choked and gagged for air as my cunt was pounded hard. I was passed around and around, always pleading to be fucked more, and thanking each man when he dumped his load in my worthless whorehole. When the gorilla man fucked me, I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he ground his body into mine, kissing me deep and hard, taking temporary ownership of my two cumholes. I howled in ecstasy when he bred me, my own cock leaking tons of fluid. My pussy leaked cum as he pulled out, my hole remaining open, needing more cock. I sat on Santa's cock as he laid on the floor. Another man came behind me and slid his cock into me next to Santa's. It slid right in my loose gash, and I writhed and moaned as the two cocks scissored in and out of me while Santa tortured my nipples, causing me to pant like a bitch in heat. They fucked me like that for a long time before they both shot their cum deep into my guts. I collapsed my sweaty body on the hairy pelt beneath me, rubbing my nipples into the wirey hair. The party continued late into the night, until nobody had any more cum to unload into me. Master went into the bedroom and came back with a huge dildo and a glass. I didn't even need to be told what to do as I pushed all the cum from inside me into the glass. Then Master unlocked my cage, releasing my cock wich instantly sprang to a painful erection. Handing me the dildo, he told me, "I want you to fuck yourself boy. And not easy. When I say go, ram it up your cunt as hard as you can. Show these men what a true whore you are. Ram your hole as hard as you can!" With that, Master handed me the fat, 12 inch long rubber cock, while someone shoved poppers under my nose. I was made to take hit after hit, until I was dizzy. "Go!" Commanded Master. Without thinking, or hesitation, I rammed the dildo straight into my ass, moaning loudly as I buried it to the balls. I grabbed the base and pounded my hole as the men cheered me on. Master grabbed my jaw and opened my mouth, pouring the glass of cum from my ass all over my tongue. "Keep your mouth open pig!" He ordered me. "Don't swallow. Let the men enjoy what a dirty bitch you are." Master then grabbed my cock and stroked it while I fucked myself. "Don't cum boy! Don't cum until I tell you too." But it was pointless. I was so fucking horny, not having cum in a week, I couldn't controll my orgasm. After a few strokes I rammed the dildo in as far as I could and ground it against my prostate as ropes of cum spurted from my cock, the first shot landing in my open mouth. I shook and yelled as I blew my nut, my balls aching from finally being released. Soon I was coated in a huge load that Master scooped up and added to the rest in my mouth. The party being over, the men left, and Master and I were alone in bed. His cock was rock hard, as he was the only man not to fuck me tonight. He pulled me onto his cock, and I sat down with a sigh. He then produced some nipple clamps with sharp teeth that dug into my flesh. I hissed as he tightened them, causing my pussy to squeeze his cock. "You failed me tonight slut. You came without permission. That will be a rather sever punishment tomorrow. You will learn that I, as your owner, control when you cum." I hung my head in shame as he said this. "Now, I want you to tell me what a dirty, depraved, pig you are while I jack your cock. You will cum again, but only when I say." I did as he said, telling him all the nasty things he wanted to hear, while he stroked me and pulled on the clamps. I went crazy as he edged me over and over. Finally, he said it. "Cum slut! Cum for your Master!" I shot another large load all over Masters chest as he milked my cock. My spasming ass triggered his own ejaculation as he filled my cumhole one last time for the night. After I licked his chest clean, we snuggled together and drifted off as I contemplated my punishment.

***I actually stole my own idea and incorporated it into this part of the story. I have an entirely other story that I wrote months ago (yet to be posted) about a construction crew. To be added sometime soon*** CHAPTER THREE Pat and I resumed our fucking like animals after that session at the book store just because it felt fucking good, and if I happen to already be infected, then his chances increased. But it was more about the fuck until a few weeks later when I went to get tested. I hadn’t experienced any sort of symptoms, but that’s not always an indicator. And shockingly my tests came back negative. I couldn’t fathom how that was possible after all of the furious pounding I took that night. Pat could see the disappointment on my face as soon as I walked back into the apartment. “Are you kidding me?” he asked. “Still negative,” I sighed. “I guess it doesn’t matter either way. We’re still fucking, right? And if you want other guys to fuck you, go right ahead. It will get done sooner or later.” His words were encouraging, and he’d never told me to let other guys breed me other than when he was with me, but I guess he was giving me the green light to amp up my efforts. We continued to peruse stories on Breeding Zone in the hopes of getting some more good ideas that might tip things in our favor. After all, we’d only done one gang fuck. And sure, lots of those guys said they are poz, but they might have been undetectable. Well, not all of them, but some of them must have been. And there is the possibility that some of them said they were poz just to get in line to fuck me -Pat had said ‘Poz guys to the front of the line’. Anyway, it’s not like we were going to quit pigging out just because we finally convert. If anything, we were hoping to open ourselves up to even more depravity. “How was your day?” I asked him, flopping down on the couch next to him with a glass of wine. “Weird,” he replied, frowning. “Word has spread to the crew that I left my wife . . . for a man.” “Uh-oh. Are they giving you shit?” I asked, worried that he might find himself in a situation where he might be outnumbered by a bunch of homophobic assholes. “A couple of the guys gave me some strange looks at first, but a few of the others kind of broke the ice during lunch.” He stretched out his legs and put his feet up on the coffee table and his arm went back and over my shoulders, holding me closer to him. “They started asking me why I left her, and then why I decided on guys.” “What did you tell them?” We’d never really discussed what went through his mind during that time. All we knew is that I sort of seduced him and drew him into my wicked web of sex games. Kidding. Sort of. “I kept it basic. Told them she was a bitch who only wanted to shop and never put out.” “What did you tell them about me?” This I had to hear. Pat chuckled a little before replying. “You might enjoy this. Or get pissed at me.” “Spit it out,” I urged. “I told them that you were a whore for dick, and couldn’t get enough of mine,” he said quickly, sounding worried that I might freak that he’d told a bunch of strangers that I was a whore. “Sounds about right,” I murmured into my wine glass before taking a mouthful. “Did they leave you alone after that?” “Hell no. The questions kept coming. How much sex? Any weird places? Did I let other guys fuck you? On and on. I didn’t say anything about us trying to get pozzed, but I told them that you got gangbanged at the book store a few weeks ago. That got their attention quick,” he laughed. “In what way?” “Honestly, even though I know that most of those guys are straighter than straight, they all had tents in their pants when I was telling them about you.” “Haha, I’ve never been nailed by an entire construction crew,” I joked, taking another swig of wine. “Yeah, that’s the thing. I think they might want to try,” he told me reticently. “I never knew how some guys just like to fuck, no matter where their dick goes. So even though a lot of them are married and don’t have evil wives like I did, they still need more sex than they are getting.” I sat back a little so that I could look directly at him. “Are you serious? Do you really want to have another gangbang with your entire crew?” As much as I always loved the idea of my man pimping me out, my mind was still spinning with this scenario. It was also taking us off track from our goal of getting infected. Still, who in their right mind would turn down an entire construction crew of red blooded, virile, buff studs? So, naturally, I was getting seriously aroused and my mind slowed it’s roll. “Only if you want to,” Pat told me. “Do you want me to?” I asked him sternly. If he was concerned about how it would reflect on him at work, I would never risk it. I certainly wasn’t lacking for dick. Pat shrugged his wide, muscular shoulders. “I think so? I never had to think of this stuff before I met you. But I do love to watch you take dick,” he concluded, and the tent in his own pants filled in any other blanks there might be. After he fucked me right there on the sofa and dumped a nice big load into my ass, he sat there with his phone texting some of the crew, spreading the word that we were having a gangbang at his hotel room this weekend. And he made sure that they all knew that condoms were not allowed. “I told them all that you’re a cumwhore -that’s what one of the guys at the book store called you and I definitely think it fits,” he told me. “Mmm,” I growled, “You know how much I love it when you call me names,” I said, climbing back into his lap and freeing his hardening cock from the confines of his pants once again. As his stiff cock slid back into my cummy hole, Pat’s hands held me firmly, guiding me up and down in a slow and pleasurable fuck. “I like the reaction you get from it, but you know I would never hurt you, right?” he asked me. "And you mean a lot more to me than just a place to put my dick." “I know,” I panted, still bouncing up and down on him, varying my ride from short and quick to longer full-dick-length strokes. “And lets keep the poz-chasing between us. I don’t think any of the guys I invited have any diseases and we don’t want to scare them off before you get all of their cum,” he said, grinning evilly. After I rode him for a few minutes he also said, “And depending on how strenuous the gangbang is, maybe we’ll have some poz guy over after they’re all done with you.” That got my heartbeat racing and I slammed myself up and down on him harder than ever, desperate to feel him spraying my insides with his stud seed. With his hands gripping me tightly, he pulled me down hard, burying his cock balls-deep in me. His head fell back and a growl ripped from his chest as his balls fired off inside me. I leaned forward and kissed him as he continued to drain inside me. My own cock was still hard and throbbing, but I honestly didn’t care about it. I was already planning how I could take on the entire construction crew and get some poz dick afterwards.

Part 4 As we headed out of town, Master allowed me to sit in the seat, buckled up for safety, but had me naked, my newly caged cock on full display. We drove in silence for a while. I wanted to ask some questions, but was smart enough to know better. Eventually Master spoke. " You are pleasing me very much so far boy. Only three small infractions so far. Not bad for a new slave. Your third infraction was at the shop when I had to tell you twice to get on your knees. You will learn to never hesitate when I give an order. I want you to know boy, I have no intention of inflicting permanent damage on you ever. I can be occasionally cruel, inflict pain, humiliate you, but you will never question or hesitate. You will only obey if you want to be my slave, or be punished or dismissed altogether." My heart sank at this tbought. "I am pleased that you've so far never questioned a load I've made you take. I told you last night I was clean and keep my boys clean. I've known all the men that have bred you very well. When I order you to take a strangers cock, it will be safe, but you will ALWAYS eat the load. A slave never wastes cum. Are we clear boy?" "Yes Sir." "Good. I have lived in this city for a long time. The leather community is really tight. We look out for each other like one gigantic family because even in the gay community, many look down on us. After this weekend, you will officially be part of the family, so don't disrespect it. Understand boy?" "Yes Sir. I never would shame or dishonour you." "Good boy, so you must have a question for me? Go ahead." I hesitated a moment before I asked. "Well Sir, you seem so amazing, but what happened to your other slaves?" "Good question boy. Various things. My last boy, well, he was going to college. I supported him in trade of being my 24/7 slave. His only responsibility beyond me was school. He achieved his Master's degree and moved on. It wasn't easy, but that's life. My slave before him decided after 4 months that it wasn't for him. So he broke it off. My slave before him had to leave to take care of his sick mother. He had served me for 3 years. You see boy, you're free to leave whenever you want. But as long as you stay, you will submit completely, obey every order, and always please me. I've dismissed slaves before because they had trouble with those 3 things." I just sat in silence while he conitinued. "Now, as part of your total obedience, I have no obligation to tell you where we're going. I tell you because you're new to this. We're going to see a couple thats held in VERY high esteem in the community. They have been together for years, are retired, quite well off and possess a very impressive dungeon. You will call them Master M and Master G, who has a beard. They have 3 slaves. Slave Alpha and Slave Beta have served them for many years. They are all your superiors. Slave Gamma, they call him Thing. He is probably the only slave around currently lower than you. I won't go into details about him now, you may not even see him. Thats all you need to know." We drove the rest of the way in silence. The trip took about an hour, and took us out to some very secluded properties. We pulled up to a large house that sat on several well wooded acres. As Master guided me out of the car, he snapped his fingers and I dropped to my hands and knees. He led me up to the front door and rang the bell. "Welcome Master F." One of the slaves said opening the door. "Good to see you. The Master's are already down stairs." We followed him to a door and a staircase. Master motioned me to stand and walked me down the stairs. I dropped to my hands and knees immediately at the bottom. Master guided me over to two older, but still hot men sitting in throne like chairs. "Present!" he ordered me. I instantly snapped into position. "Frank! How are you?" asked Master G, as the men stood and hugged. "So this is your new one? Not bad at all! You think he's a keeper?" "You bet I do! He's eager, a quick learner, and displays a real desire." I beamed with pride at Master's compliments. "He's taken 7 since last night, 2 from me, and eaten 2. He even took Big Ben. Of course he's tweaked as fuck, but..." The men all laughed at that. "And just 3 minor infractions." "Great!" said Master S. "Lets get him on the fuck bench and add another shard. Bill and Chris should be here any minute. I couldn't get a hold of Charlie." "Awesome!" Exclaimed Master. "That's at LEAST 4 more. Pretty impressive considering this has all been such short notice." "You know the guys Frank." Said Master G, when it comes to.breaking in a new slave, we do our best to pitch in. Sloppy seconds, thirds or more is one thing, but missing out on a slaves breaking in sucks!" The men laughed again as their slave led me to a bench and told me to climb aboard. I laid face down and was securely restrained and blindfolded. The plug was removed, a finger stuck in and the plug replaced. Something I was now well familiar with. Very shortly I heard more voices join in, greeting each other, congratulating Master on his new boy. Then I heard the discussion turn serious. "So Frank said he had 3 minor infractions." "Well he"s brand new." "It's still infractions. Teach them from the beginning." "True, if you let it slide, they don't learn." "So, 30 with the flogger?" "Sounds good. So who should do it?" "Well it's Franks boy, he sbould." The men grew silent and I shook. Then It hit me across the ass. I cried out in pain and shock. But there was no time to think. They came fast and hard. My ass felt like it was on fire. After about 10 or so, it felt less painful, almost pleasurable. As the last few hit me I was moaning, and my cock strained in it's cage. The pain turned me on and made me even hornier. The plug was pulled out of my ass and a mask filled with poppers was placed over my nose. A cock slammed deep and hard into my open hole and I let out a deep, gutteral moan. The next few hours were a complete blur. I was so high and had been fucked so much, I could barely tell what was happenening anymore. I'm pretty sure they would fuck me for a bit then switch cocks in my cunt. All I know is once the first Master slammed into me, I was fucked non-stop till everyone was satisfied. I could hear my ass make slurping sounds as it was pummeled relentlessly. I just relaxed and let the Master's pound my totally wet, loose slavehole. Not that I could have stopped them. Not that they would have cared. They were breaking in a new slave, and that's all that mattered to them. During this marathon fuck, I was presented with 3 different cocks to suck. The 2 house slaves, and I'm sure the other Master's brought a slave, unless I had to suck off Thing just to humiliate me. All I know is I gave all three the best suck job I could, since my mouth was the only hole I had any control over at this point. I couldn't even squeeze my ass muscles anymore. All I could do is let the Master's enjoy themselves as they busted wide open a new slave. Finally the last Master must have cum, because my hole was not immediately filled when the last cock pulled out, making a shlooping noise. The Master's examined my wrecked hole, commenting on what a pretty rosebud it was, especially with cum dripping out. I could see flashes going off as pictures were taken. I'm sure they had well documented the entire session. Then I felt a plug going in, securely locking all the Master's cum inside me. It was bigger than my previous plug, yet I could barely feel it at this point. Hell, I probably wouldn't even feel Big Ben at this point, I was so high and fucked wide open. I was worried my hole would never be normal again. One of the slaves untied me and removed the blindfold, helping me off the bench as Master ordered to present to the slaves and thank them, then the Masters. I assumed the position, thanking each slave for their cum. Then I crawled and presented to the Master's. Before I could speak Master said, "We're going to play a little game first, boy. You see, you took 5 more loads this afternoon, but I didn't fuck you. That means 1 Master came twice. You will open your mouth and each Master will put his cock in to.be.cleaned off. Then after you have given your thanks, you will try to guess which Master came twice. If you're wrong it's 15 lashes. Guess wrong twice, 30. 3 wrong, 60. Go." I opened my mouth and Master G put his cock in, which I quickly cleaned all the juices off of. Then the other 3 Masters followed. Then I thanked each Master for giving me their cum. "So boy, which Master?" my Master asked. I thought hard for a moment. Master's M. and G. were in their late 60's, probably harder for them to cum twice, but not impossible I supposed. Master's B and C looked to be in their late 30's, and obviously worked out. From here it was a wild guess. "Um....Master B, Sir?" I guessed. All the Master's expressed their disappointment because I had guessed right. They had wanted to see me abused more. "Well men, fairs, fair." said my Master. " But I DIDI tell him I could be cruel! You came twice Bill. You deserve a reward!" The Master's cheered. "60 free lashes! Boy, turn around and stick that ass in the air." I reluctantly obeyed but didn't dare hesitate and shame my Master. The flogging came swift and hard. But damn if it didn't make my cock hard again. I was really digging getting whipped! At about the 20th stroke I started to pleasurably moan. Each hit elicited a louder and louder response from me. By 40 I had instinctively raised my ass higher, saying yes after each fresh strike. By the time Master B. was done, I was begging him for more. The Master's laughed. "Looks like you've got a little pain pig on your hands Frank." laughed Master B. Guess you have to find another punishment. This is more of a reward. Look how much his cock leaked on the floor." "Yea, I guess so. Lick that up boy!" Master ordered. I licked up my cock juice and was taken upstairs. I was led to the car by another slave as the Master's said their goodbye's. As we drove away, Master asked me how my hole felt now that 10 different cocks had fucked me in less than 24 hours. "Honestly, I don't really feel it right now Sir. I mean, I can tell there is a bigger plug in it, but it doesn't hurt." "Oh it will boy, trust me. Your hole is in fine shape, there's been no blood. But once you come down from being high....it will be sore." Master laughed. "Remember when I told you I would fuck you so much this weekend you wouldn't be able to walk tues? You will note I never said it would only be my cock. I haven't fucked you yet today, and Travis our waiter hasn't fucked you yet. Theres 2 more this eve. And he possibly might find a couple more. And then we still have tomorrow boy. If I can't rustle up some tops tomorrow, then I will turn in my Leather Master card! You begged for this boy. You begged to be my slave. Are you still sure boy? Remember, I know a lot of people." "Bring it Sir! Please!" I smiled at him as I ground my welted ass into the seat, pushing the plug against my prostate while my tina dick strained in it's cage.

Thanks to all the guys that enjoy my stories. I'm sorry I don't add chapters more quickly, and I haven't totally abandoned my other stories either. Sometimes it's hard to get motivated, but tonight I am, lol. Blown some clouds, shoved a nice shard up my ass followed by a nice sized plug, tied up my cock and balls real good, and clamped my nipples, got some good ole T.I.M.playing, (Christian and Ian Jay are probably my favourite cumdumps!)....so I'm ready to add a chapter or two! Part 2 Master went to the closet and started taking a few things out. "Do you trust me boy?" he asked. "Yes Sir." I replied. Even though I had just met him, I was totally under his spell and would do ANYTHING to please him. "Good boy!" he smiled as he started hanging a sling onto his bed. As soon as it was up he had me climb in it and quickly had me secured. Then he took earplugs and inserted them into my ears. This was followed by a heavy leather mask with a mouth gag which he tightened around my head. In a matter of minutes I was imobile, unable to see, hear or speak. Master left the room for a while, I have no idea how long, time was irrelevant. Eventually I suddenly felt fingers pulling the plug out of my ass, leaving me temporarily empty. Then I felt fingers entering my hungry hole, quickly followed by that burning sensation again and I knew another shard had been shoved into me. This was followed by what I knew was a dildo. It wasn't super thick, but it was very long, and I moaned and writhed as I felt it go deep inside me, past my inner sphincter. Master pulled it in and out, pushing it further and further each time untill I swear it must have been in my stomach. I just moaned like a slut while my soft dick leaked and leaked. After probably 30 or so minutes of this, he pulled it out and replugged me. Then I was left alone for a while. The next thing I felt were fingers again pulling out the plug being quickly followed by something else being inserted. I knew it wasn't another dildo, it was a real cock. But I could tell it wasn't Master's cock, It was someone elses, and I couldn't do anything to stop it! But I also didn't care. It was a cock and my ass was hungry. Being high and deprived of my senses concentrated all my attention to my needy slave hole. And if Master wanted someone to fuck me, who was I to refuse? I just let go and enjoyed the fucking I was getting, using my ass muscles to give as much pleasure as I could, squeezing and sucking as hard as my horny fuckhole could. I must have been good because he didn't last too long before he buried himself and went ridged and I knew he was dumping his load into me. After my slave cunt sucked every last drop out of him, he pulled out, and I felt empty and sad. But then the plug was reinserted and I was left alone for a while. Eventually again fingers pulled the plug out and another cock entered me, again not Master's! It was bigger than the last one, but not as big as Master's. He fucked me for a long time, I have no idea how long, felt like an hour but couldn't have been. He found the exact spot on my prostate that caused me to moan the loudest and my dick to leak the most, and pounded it relentlessly. Over and over he hit the one spot untill I was screaming into the gag from uncontrollable pleasure. Eventually he shot his load deep in my guts, adding to Master's and the previous fucker. After he pulled out the plug was not replaced, instead another dick started fucking my increasingly sloppy hole. He was a little smaller than the last guy, so I had to work my ass muscles on him untill I milked his load out and into my guts. He pulled out and I could feel cum leaking out of my open hole. Then another cock immediately filled my greedy dumphole. This one took me by surprise. He was larger than Master, probably the largest cock I had taken in my life at that point, but it was hard to tell. All I knew is I howled as he buried himself balls deep in one mighty thrust. In spite of the drugs, and all the previous fucking, he stretched my hole and made it hurt. But I could nothing but take it, and take it I did! Someone held poppers under my nose and I desperately inhaled several times. Soon my head was spinning and my ass was loving the assault it was getting. And what an assault it was! This guy knew how to use his massive weapon. He'd alternate between long, slow strokes, burying himself as deep as he could, rotating his hips so he could really open me deep inside before pulling out and slamming back in as hard as he could, fucking me hard and fast for a few minutes before repeating the process. And he kept this up for a LONG time. I was given poppers several times during his fuck, keeping my ass loose and receptive to his abuse as he litterally fucked me into oblivion! I was seeing stars as every nerve exploded in the one place aware of pleasure, my busted open hole. I could barely stay conscious as he fucked me for an eternity before finally dumping what I'm sure was a huge load far into my bowels. After he pumped all he could into me he collapsed onto me, our sweaty bodies sticking together, and just breathed deep for a while before finally pulling his softening cock out of my now very official slave cumpdump hole. A plug was inserted and I could barely feel it as it past my overly stretched out asslips. Then I was alone again, left to contimplate everything that had transpired tonight. After a while, I felt hands at my head as Master removed the mask, then the earplugs as I slowly readjusted my senses. He pulled out the plug and said "Push boy. Push out the cum. I want to see it pour out of your beautiful rosebud." And I did as told, expelling all the cum I possibly could. Master held up a cup with the creamy brown liquid. There had to be at least an 1/8 of a cup of cum and ass juice. He stuck his fingers into my mouth and pulled my jaw open. Holding the glass over my mouth, he slowly poured the gooey contents into my mouth, scraping the sides of the glass with his finger and wiping it on my tongue, before closing my mouth. I didn't have to be told to swallow, I knew. Master then helped me out of the sling and onto the bed. After taking down the sling he laid down on the bed, holding his rock hard cock straight up. "Sit boy!" he commanded. I straddled his hips and placed his fat mushroom head against my sore lips and moaned as I slid all the way down him, settling my puffy hole against his rough pubes. "Work my cock boy!" he ordered. "Make me cum with that talented fuckhole!" I worked my wore out ass as hard as I could, trying to please him. "I was so proud of you tonight boy. You show the makings of a good slave. Those were four of my friends that used you tonight. I called several people and told them I had a new cumdump slave that needed breaking in. I called more, pity more couldn't have made it. Instead of 4 annonymous loads, you could have had 8 to 10. But one day. And thats my favourite part. You will never know who they were. But they all knew you! Now everytime you go out to a leatherbar, you will wonder just who there bred you without your knowledge. When I talk to my friends, you will always wonder, "Is it your cum that was dumped in me?" I moaned at this realization, knowing people I didn't know, that know me, now know I'm a slaveboy cumdump. My tina dick got a little hard at that thought. "And you were a lucky boy tonight. That last guy is one of the best tops in the city. I was surprised he was available. He's hit on you before, but you've turned him down. See what you've been missing? You can thank me boy. Say, "Thank you Master for allowing him to breed my slavecunt. Say it!" "Thank you Master! Thank you for allowing him to breed my slavecunt Sir" "Good boy. Now thank me for letting my other friends breed your piggy cumhole." "Thank you Sir for letting your friends breed my piggy cumhole" "Now boy," he said as he started pinching and twisting my nipples, causing my ass to go crazy on his cock, "tell me what a filthy little whore you really are. Tell me you REALLY want to be my slaveboy. Beg for it!" He placed poppers under my nose again, three hits on each side, then attacked my nipples with force. "SAY IT BITCH!!" "God yes Sir!" I shouted as my still hungry ass milked his cock as hard as it could. "Please let me be your boy, your slave, your cumdump. Use me for your pleasure Sir! I beg you! I've never wanted anything more! Make me your little piggy! I want it so bad!" I continued to plead and beg as his nipple work sent my already sex and drug fuled mine into overdrive. I spilled every dirty fantasy I ever had, promising him I would be the nastiest, dirtiest, piggiest, most depraved slave for him. I begged him to use me, train me, fuck me, loan me to his friends, rent me out if he wanted, I'd be a whore for him. The more I begged, the harder he tortured my nipples. The harder he tortured my nipples, the dirtier I got, begging for him to do the most disgusting to me that he wanted. Finally he let out a growl as he shot another load into my well used hole before pushing me off and plugging me up again. "Thank me for my cum boy. Every time you receive your Master's cum, or anyone else your ordered to, you will be thankful for it. Understood boy?" "Yes Sir!" I panted. "Thank you for your cum Sir!" "I can tell you're going to be a good slave." he smiled at me. "And look, the suns just coming up. We have two whole days of your birthday yet. And I have plenty of ideas!" I suddenly got a little bit nervous as to what I had REALLY gotten myself into.

It was shortly after 6 when the Portuguese cook arrived at the back door of the TKE house. He saw Mike there and thought it odd. The brothers always used the side door off the parking lot. He must have walked home. He left the jock near the door. When some of the brothers came down to breakfast they would bring him in. As he worked in the kitchen, he sang. It was the two pledges who were on kitchen duty who came in first. Miguel showed them Mike and they carried him in to the rec room and laid him on a couch. The actives all thought he had really tied one on. He woke about 1 pm with a sore groin. He could only remember going out, nothing else. Mike went to his room and started to change his clothes. When he saw a little blood on his underwear, he tore it off. The big jocks cock and balls flopped, hanging low. He couldn't believe his eyes. He turned to the mirrored wardrobe door and say his manhood, red and puffy. The glans looked purple and torn. It hurt to move. He pulled his swollen beaded cock up and saw the rings thru his balls. Then his phone. He grabbed the phone and found the message. He would have a week to heal. He would get more info each day. ICE, ice your groin. Just to make sure, the guys had sent him a photo showing him saying if he didn't follow orders, the world would know. Mike lay in his bed, tears running down his cheeks. He put on a jock and some shorts. Then, he went to the kitchen, complaining of a hangover and asked for ice. Miguel kept bread sacks for such an emergency. He handed Mike one and Mike went to the ice machine. Soon, Mike was in his bed trying to freeze his aching junk. All he could do was wonder what could possible be next and how he would break the news to Jenna. He examined the rings through the balls and frenulum. They were permanent! The didn't have a knob to unscrew. A few ball bearings rattled in his sack. His cock had huge bumps. How could he go to the locker room?