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I knew early on I was gay. Back before the internet all we had was magazines to look at. I remember getting Penthouse Letters for the first time and reading just the gay stories in it. As I got older I kept my homosexuality a secret from everyone. I so wanted to suck cock and get fucked but I had no idea how to go about it. One day during the summer as I was out driving I noticed a grey and pink building in a not so good part of town. Just the colors said this building was different. I parked my car and just watched the men going in and out. Adult video and theater was on the sign outside and this peaked my curiosity more. After hearing about a certain celebrity getting caught in a place like this had me wondering what exactly goes on inside a place like this. So I decided to check the place out. I walked up to the door and on the outside was a sign that said you had to be 21 to enter. I being 18 decided I would push my luck. I entered the building and it had everything you could desire. Magazines, videos, adult toys, and of course the theater in the back. I noticed several men strolling by the entrance just staring at me and I knew they wanted me by just their looks. About this time the cashier asked for ID and I lied saying I lost it by getting a DUI. She knew I was lying but she didn't stop me. I asked about the theater in the back and asked her what could I do back there. She shocked me by saying I could do anything I wanted to do. Upon hearing this my cock was hard and leaking precum bad. So I made my way to the back and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I saw a big theater room playing straight porn and probably 30 private booths for enjoying other videos. The back was crawling with men. I found an empty booth and deposited my money and started flipping through the channels to find a video I wanted to watch. After settling on a hot gay video of an older guy fucking a younger guy I pulled down my pants and started jerking off. After a minute or so something caught my eye. Sticking through a hole in the wall, which I now know as gloryholes, was a cock. Ok I'll admit I was a bit scared because I didn't know if it was a setup. After several more seconds he withdrew his cock and stuck his finger through. He asked if he could suck my cock which for some reason I didn't have a problem with. So I stuck my cock through the hole and he started sucking me. God it felt great. I had found the answer to my prayers. His mouth felt great. After a few minutes I withdrew my cock and he slid his cock back through. This time I didn't hesitate. I got down on the dirty floor. It was sticky and smelled but for some reason I felt right at home. I jerked his cock a little bit and then licked up his precum. And the moment came. I put a cock, his cock, in my mouth for the first time. Oh how wonderful it felt to be sucking a real cock for the first time. I knew I had found my calling and the place to unleash my desires. I sucked him the best I could and being on my knees felt so right. After sucking him for a while he withdrew his cock which left me disappointed. He then asked if he could come into my booth to continue our fun. Oh God I got nervous but agreed to let him in my booth. He came right over and as soon as he locked my booth door I got a good glimpse of the man. He was around 30 and was a bit taller than me. Nice toned body with no facial hair. His cock was around 7 inches but not to thick. He sat down on the bench and took his cock back out. I got back on my knees and started sucking his cock some more. I was having so much fun. Then it happened. As I came up for air he put his hand under my chin and bent down to kiss me. I was a bit shocked but I soon returned his kiss. He then asked if he could fuck me. I asked if he had a condom because I didn't want any disease. He said he only fucked bare and I was not having a cock inside me without protection. He looked disappointed but I had my standards at the moment. He then produced a bottle of something and held it under my nose and told me to inhale. I did as told for some reason and I felt strange. Hornier than I had been and I started sucking his cock with gusto. After several minutes he told me to inhale again. I was starting to lose all my inhibitions. He told me to strip and after another time of inhaling I begged him to fuck me. He obliged. He took off his pants and got behind me and slowly slid his cock inside me. It hurt but whatever I was inhaling also had me to where I didn't care. He got all of his cock inside me and just let my ass adjust to his cock. After a few minutes he slowly started fucking me. He had me take another whiff of what he had and I lost it. I was now begging him to fuck me harder. I must've been a bit loud because he hushed me by covering my mouth with his hand. God his cock felt wonderful. I was glad I found this place. Here I was on a dirty floor with some strangers cock inside me raw. After several minutes of fucking me hard he started cumming. The whole time I was hard and I didn't even touch my cock and I started cumming as well. After his cock went soft he took it out of my ass. He kissed me before getting dressed and said welcome to the club. I didn't know what he meant. He asked me to stay naked that I would be popular today. He handed me the bottle of what I was inhaling and he told me it was poppers. I had never heard of them but I loved them. He said there were several guys waiting in the hall just like him. He then said he was HIV positive and before I could react he had me take another hit. And to my surprise I told him let the fun begin.

I was in Philly for a meeting one day and stopped in to a bar in my old neighborhood for a drink after driving around. I sat outside in the sunshine as I sipped and people watched. I was drawn to the sounds of a ballgame down the street, so I paid the check and wandered down to the field. I sat in the stands and watched a high school game. Love to watch the big players in their tight pants. As the game ended I followed the spectators out to the parking lot and struck up a friendly conversation with the umpires. As we chatted, we headed to the far corner of the lot and then down an alley where their cars were parked. Frank and Juwon were both about my age and about 6 foot, good looking black men with a little beer belly in front. I mentioned that this alley is a great place to get robbed, and Juwon opened his minivan hatch and said, "or get laid!" We all laughed and the umpires began to undress from their gear. We were chatting about baseball and stuff when Juwon stripped naked and bent in front of Frank and me. Frank ran his hand into Juwon's crack and he moaned. Me? Instant boner, drooling. Frank looked at me and dropped his pants too. Both umpires had nice big dicks. Frank was shaved bald....I love that. I got down on my knees and started slobbering all over Franks dick and smooth balls. Juwon came over and helped Frank out of his shirt and began kissing him and playing with his nipples. We were all moaning. Frank started thrusting balls deep into my throat when Juwon twisted his nipples hard. After several deep thrusts he buried his cock in my throat and just as I grabbed his balls with one hand and stuck a finger up his ass, he came. And came. And CAME. Frank moaned loudly, Juwon twisted and nibbled his nipples and I tried to swallow it all. It was so much cum, and very sweet tasting. I stood up and stripped quickly and Frank went down on me as Juwon kneaded my ass from behind. He kissed his way up my back to my neck. Slowly dragging his tongue across my skin. I arched my back as he pulled me back into a long kiss and Frank slid a couple of fingers up my ass as he began to bob quickly up and down on my cockhead. Juwon's hands were so big and warm as he began to rub my chest and pinch my nipples. I was in sensory overload. Moaning and groaning. Then Frank stood up, and on cue, Juwon bent me over. His huge dick had rubbed precum all over my ass checks in the last few minutes...and then he rubbed his big wet head on my hole. "Nice", uttered Juwon....and Frank said, "suck my dick faggot", as he waved his mostly hard cock in front of my lips. As I took Frank in my mouth, Juwon punched his head into my asshole since I was pushing back on his insistent pressing. I let out a cock muffled groan just as Juwon loudly proclaimed,"fuck yeah white boy, take dis big dick". Frank began pumping in and out of my mouth and occasionally pulling out and making me eat his balls. I wrapped a hand around his nuts as he fucked my mouth. Juwon meanwhile, he started slowly long dicking me and then as he gripped my hips he picked up tempo. My own cock became hard and my balls began to swing as Juwon got into a rythum. The heat and fricton in my ass was intense. I could feel Juwon drooling into my ass. Frank buried his cock to my nose and Juwon went to another speed...and then.....I lost it, I saw stars, my ass started convulsing, my cock started cumming and my balls were on fire. Juwon yelled..."Aw yeah, take my nut boy"...and my legs began to shake. Frank then came, again. He pulled out and shot on my face just as Juwon jammed deep, grabbed my hips hard and began moaning and grinding his load into me. Deep. We stayed like that for what seemed like a half hour....and then Juwon pulled out. A huge river of cum ran down my leg. Frank and I sat on his car bumper as we watched Juwon get dressed and drive off. He gave me his cell # and said he had to get home. Frank and I talked for a while and then we made out for awhile before we got dressed and exchanged numbers. He told me I should become an umpire and join their crew...we could have lots of fun times. Training starts next week

Josef laughed as he walked up to Louis and pushed a plug into his ass, saying “Let’s talk.” The two walked over to the rack and after some discussion, Louis had a black harness and the chaps he had worn in a bag. It was getting late and all of us left Josef to lock up his store. Louis headed back to the train and I wasn’t sure that his ride home was going to be any less adventurous as the last one. Wednesday I sent a message asking him if he wanted to meet over at Chaps and he replied that he was busy. I wondered if he was hooking up with the girl from the bar, but it didn’t matter. I ended up finding a college twink that kept calling me ‘daddy’. It kind of bugged me since I didn’t think I was that old, but he was a good cocksucker and great fuck. The weather looked good for the weekend, so on Thursday I sent off a message to see if Louis was up for a ride. Late in the evening I got a reply back “Sat-no,Sun-yes.” I figured that his life had gotten busy or maybe he had found someone for a more traditional relationship. I ended up working on Saturday anyway, so things kind of worked out. After work on Saturday I was sipping a beer on the couch and grabbed my phone and sent off a message - “Hey, I’m the guy from the park a few weeks ago. Going to be out ur way tomorrow if you want to meet up.” I figured it was a long shot but it didn’t hurt to ask. An hour later I got a message back “fuck yeah. when?” A few messages back and forth and things were set. I met up with Louis at our usual time and spot. We headed out to the more scenic areas and stopped for lunch. I could tell that Louis wanted to say something but he kept quiet most of the time while we ate our lunch. “Ryan, I’m kind of confused about something. Why do gay guys assume I’m a bottom?” Louis finally asked when no one was around. I was kind of surprised at the question since I didn’t think he was. Maybe it was because of the way I lured him into having sex with me that first time. “Well, Louis, you give off that vibe sometimes. Maybe its from you being too nice or not aggressive enough. Why do you ask? Is it about the fuck in the store last week?” I replied. “Yeah, that and a guy I hooked up with last week. I was looking forward to fucking him and the next thing I knew I was on my knees sucking him and then on my back with my legs over his shoulders. When I tried to flip him he told me to not even think about it and I was his bottom boy” Louis explained. “That sucks. Where did you meet him?” I asked. “He’s the guy that gave me his number on the train a week or two ago” replied Louis. “Ah, didn’t he finger you and taste the cum in your ass? His expectation was that you bottom from that, so unless you told him up front that you wanted to fuck him then all he was planning to do was fuck you. You need to talk first unless you don’t care whether you top or bottom” I said as some guy sat down at the next table. Louis blushed a bit hoping that the guy didn’t hear any of the conversation and said “Ok, thanks.” I looked at my phone and realized that we had better get going, so I picked up the stuff from the table and dumped it in the trash. It was a spirited ride to get out by the park but Louis was hanging close. I wished I had a camera looking at Louis’ face as we zipped past the park. I bet he was hoping I would turn in. Instead, I went past it and around the bend before slowing and turning down a dirt road. The blue bag was tied to the gate like I was told and I followed the road back slowly. As we got to the river, there was a pickup truck parked in a small clearing, so I pulled up and parked next to it. “Why are we stopping here?” asked Louis. Moments later, Ben walked out from behind the pickup wearing just a pair of cargo shorts and a huge smile.

“DOES THAT RAW DICK FEEL GOOD BOY? IS THAT WHAT YOU NEEDED?” The bottom had tried crawling forward, his body reacting to the infectious AIDS T-Bone I had just shoved in his booty hole - dry. He didn’t get far. His doggy masked head shook from side to side as his manicured pink nails - hidden inside his puppy costumed paws - tried to hold their grip on the edge of the bed. “GET BACK HERE BOY! STAY!” I snarled as I yanked my dick out of his rare hole, grabbed his wrists, dragged him back to where I wanted, and then mounted him again. My POZ drip mixing with his bloody hole was all the lube the pup needed. The pup’s dog tags jangled and jingled. “FEEL THAT BIG DICK KNOTTING YOU BOY?” He might have said something, but then arched his back and yelped like a good pup when I yanked out and slammed back in. I yanked out again, took a second to admire his furry little hole - surrounded by a touch of pink, now red, skin. His hole was the only thing on his body not covered by his pup costume, which was just fine by me. All I needed was someplace to bury my AIDS T-BONE. “BIG AIDS DICK IN THAT ASS BOY - FUCKING YOUR PUPPY HOLE!” The boy bucked, I laughed, grabbed the back of his collar, slid the fingers of both hands underneath and twisted and pulled back. The pup bucked and yelped and my AIDS T-BONE buried a little deeper. “I GOT A SHIT LOAD OF HOT AIDS GRAVY FOR THAT PUP HOLE BOY - FULL OF VIRUS KIBBLES AND BITS!” His little paws were useless. I turned my head to the left and admired myself in the full length mirrors he had on the wall. The small lenses of his two video cameras were not easy to detect, but I made sure they got the shots. I hope he enjoyed watching this later. I hope he enjoyed seeing my wasted body, the skin that hung slightly off my muscles, the ribs that showed in my chest, my hollowed out cheeks and lesioned skin. “THAT’S IT - WHIMPER FOR ME PUP. MY AIDS T-BONE DICK IS FILLING THAT ASS UP - TURNING YOU INTO A FULL FLEDGED BITCH!” The pup gurgled his agreement as I twisted the collar tighter and started to long dick that ass with deeper, filling, stretching and wrecking strokes! I had been eyeing the pup online for a while now. I knew his habits, his secret desires, his voyeuristic pleasures. I knew he liked to secretly record and live stream anonymous dick fucking him. I knew he always insisted on safe sex only - something which he was not only vocal about, but condescending to those who held a different approach to life. “I’M YOUR AIDS SIRE PUP! UNMEDICATED DADDY DOG DICK SLICKING UP YOUR LITTLE HOLE - BUSTING IT OPEN WITH MY BIG KNOT - THAT FORESKIN SLIDING BACK, GETTING READY FOR MY POZ NUTT TO SPADE AND FIX YOU!” A loud, clear, yelp escaped the pup’s lips as I tore open a new path of destruction in his guts. I pressed down on his shoulder blades with my left hand, turned my body clockwise with my dick still buried deep in his furry ass. We formed an AIDs’ cross, ready for his crucifixion. I took my right hand and pushed his right leg outward so his hips raised up a bit, giving me head on access to his sidewalls. “YEAH BOY, PLAYING FETCH. TAKING MY AIDS T-BONE SMACK IN THEM ASS WALLS. OPENING THAT FURRY HOLE SO WHEN MY BALLS MAKE YOU PREGNANT THERE WILL BE LOTS OF BRUISED AND BLOODY SPOTS FOR THEM BABIES TO HOOK UP TO!” The pup’s hole was smearing my dick good now, creaming for my AIDS T-BONE. I yanked out, the pup’s body spasmed from the sudden evacuation, and I easily rotated my position. I used my right hand now to press down between his shoulders keeping his body on the bed and adjusted his left leg and held it so I could damage the other side of his ass walls. The pup’s whimpering told me he was hungry. “GOOD PUP READY TO SUCKLE SOME POZ MILK OUT? GET THAT ASS BACK HERE - THAT’S IT - RIGHT ON THE END OF THE BED AND DROP THEM LITTLE HIND LEGS DOWN. I’M GOING TO DRIVE MY AIDS T-BONE RIGHT UP THAT HOLE AND SQUIRT MY VIRAL MILK! GOOD PUP - TAKE THIS AIDS T-BONE! FEEL IT PUP? FEEL THAT KNOT SWELL? YEAH WHIMPER FOR ME LIKE A GOOD PUPPY - WHIMPER FOR ME AS YOUR SIRE BREEDS YOU - BEG FOR MY POZ MILK! BEG FOR IT PUP - BEG FOR IT - FILLING YOUR PUP ASS UP YOU FUCKING BITCH! FILLING YOU UP!” A couple of hours later I got up my nap. Filling a NEG hole up is always the best thing to get me set for a long nap out in hammock in the afternoon sun. I wiped the sweat from my brow, adjusted my eyes, and pulled up the pup’s homepage. Fuck yeah! Folks had liked our scene and had rated it five WOOFS! Lots of comments about ‘what a great set up’, ‘hot role play’, the ‘realistic fake fluids’. I’d give pup a couple days. He’ll come scratching at my door begging to be let in and when he does, I’ll be ready. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

I fucked a 24 year old redneck in the park last night. He was hanging out in a pavilion, drinking beers by himself. I walked over and started talking to him, and decided to pull out my cock to see how he'd react. He just sat his beer down and went to work. After a few minutes I asked to see his ass, and he quickly presented it to me. Nice and hairy, I began tonguing it and nibbling as hard as I could. His 7" cock was dripping, so I scooped some precum and rubbed it in his hole, working my fingers inside. He loved it. I lined my cock up and pushed inside, and fucked him for about 5 minutes until I unloaded my gift inside him. I slid out and just walked back to my truck.

I figured out a few weeks ago that a hook up can happen anywhere, anytime. So I try to stay ready. You never can tell. I'm not bad looking. Bearish married guy. Decent 7" cock. Love to suck and get fucked. My spouse is a teacher in the local school system and sometimes she wants to go see her kids play ball. Baseball season has started. This morning one of her kids was playing in a small ballfield in a neighboring town. I made sure I was clean and put on a jock strap, jeans, boots and a black T. Off we went. We got there and it was the usual crew marrieds watching their kids play. I gotta admit I was fun watching the kids try hard to be good players. Late in the game nature called and I wandered off looking for a toilet. I intentionally avoided the one close to the fields. I knew this school. There was another, more secluded spot under the football field bleachers. I kinda figured there might be a chance to at least toss one off before I headed back. The toilets had the classic squeaky outer door and a row of sinks as you came in the inner door. To the right was an opening into a lager room with a piss trough and a row of cubicles. I stepped up to the trough and pulled out my cock, I was already chubbing up. The outer door squeaked and I started pissing. In walks this 6'2" bearded construction guy. Totally masculine, mid-30's,close beard and tight jeans. He stepped up to the trough and fished out a nice piece of cock. We made some small talk. He was really friendly. We finished pissing at the same time and I started packing it in. It was boning up fast. He didn't. He just stood there. Also,boning up real fast. "It has a mind of its own." he laughed. "Bet you don't remember me do you?" I thought "shit, who is this guy?" "I saw you get here with your wife and recognized you right away." he said and took a long stroke on his cock. "You gave me the best head I've had in a long time. Couple weeks ago. The treasure chest in Portland." "OH SHIT" I thought. " I saw you head over here." he was fully turned to me now. "Suck my dick faggit." "Holy shit" raced through my head but I was down on my knees in a heart beat. His fat hard cock balls deep in my throat in no time. I slobbered on it and he grunted and growled his appreciation. I stood and walked into a cubicle, slipping my jeans down on the way, showing my ass. He didn't wait for an invitation, He pushed me all the way into the stall and up against the wall. That cock of his went balls deep and raw into my ass and he started plowing me hard. "Gotta be quick," he grunted, "game's almost over. Fuck. You want it? The load?" he was pile-driving my hole. "Breed me man, " I whispered. "Good faggit, Here it comes." He drove it in deep as he could and I felt it pulsing cum into my body. What a rush. I was spewing in my jockstrap at the same time. This stud was totally hot. He took a few more strokes as I was catching my breath and then pulled out, zipped up, and headed out. I stood there for a moment to pull myself together. I left that toilet feeling so satisfied. I am hoping I'll see that stud again at the porno store. I did see him as the wife and I headed back to the car. His kid was on one of the teams. No wife with him. Damn, I wanted him again as I watched him drive away. I drove home, my wife chatting me up about the kids and the game. I am headed out to the porno store now. She's off to her sister's to get ready for sunday school, and I'm off to the treasure chest to make sure I have something else juicy to own up to at Confession.

Short Version: For those whose other head won’t allow them to read. I was driving to a larger town to do some shopping. Got hit up by a guy on Growlr who invited me over, so I changed direction and drove about 30 minutes out of the way. That guy flaked and as I was leaving town this other guy hit me up on Grindr and said he needed to fuck, so we met. Nice looking black guy 5’11, 165lbs, lean, shaved body, decently hung and the chemistry was instant. We did all the foreplay and he fucked me with a condom. It was suppose to have been a quickie but I got him hard again while he was cleaning up and we started over. The second time he had me on my back at the edge of the bed my legs over his shoulders and he pounded me hard for ten minutes or so, and then it happened. I was laying there content as I could be. He started grunting and moaning and I felt this warm sensation filling my hole. I knew instantly it was his load, but this was the first time I had ever felt a guys cum actually fill me. Needless to say my heart skipped a beat and I was already wanting more when he said “Oh, dude the condom slipped off.” I told him it wasn’t a big deal I was on Prep. So we just kept fucking the rest of the afternoon. I think five or six times and that many loads minus the first wasted one. When I got home I sat on the toilet, and it was no wonder I felt his cum filling me. This guy must have shot bucket loads, because they just kept pouring out of my ass, so that in the end it looked like there was enough to fill three shot glasses. Long version: For those who have probably gotten the baby batter off the brain I ended up getting the rest of the day off from work after lunch on Thursday. So I decided to go to one of the larger towns and test my credit limit. I live in the Texas Panhandle so it’s an hour and half or two hour drive to any decent sized town. Which means that while driving, I sit there and play on hookup apps seeing who’s in each town I pass through. I got hit up by this hispanic guy on Growlr who said he was in heat and wanted to play. I bought his line and changed direction, he wasn’t far about thirty forty minutes out of my way and I needed to fuck. When I got ten miles from that guy I started telling him I was close, I don’t know if he lost interest while I was driving or was just a flake period, but he stopped responding. It was a small town with less than 3000 people, so I kind of hovered around town just looking at it and waiting to see if that guy would respond. Then I got a hit on Grindr. He was an middle aged black guy late forties, but he was what you would call my cup of tea. He asked me what I was doing, I told him I just got flaked on and was about to leave town. He said, “Why, I need to fuck.” I said “Awesome that’s what I wanted to hear.” We exchanged some nudes and I told him I was traveling and asked if I would be able to clean up at his house. He said the house was rented and the water wasn’t turned on yet, which kind of excited me. I love fucking in places that really weren’t meant for it. I said no big deal. Because when I travel I have a little leather shaving box in which I keep condoms, lube, a butt plug to loosen up with, and douching things. He sent me the address, and on the way over I stopped at a gas station and bought two gallons of water. I drove to the house. It was run down with a bad roof and overgrown lawn. I was instantly turned on. He came to the door and I got my first look at him. I do believe count me in on all fours was the motto I took when I saw him. I went in with my water and little fuck kit, we said the heys and how are yas. The inside of the house was also run down, the ceiling falling in from the leaks in the roof, old cloth furniture and dirty carpet. I set the stuff down and we walked into the bedroom. I turned around and started kissing him, running my hands over his cloths to get a feel for his body. He was a good looking guy, shaved head, tall, and thin. The kissing must have tickled him the right way because he was all over me and we started undressing. I got out of my cloths faster than a guy in a moo moo could but he fucking teased me leaving his blue boxer briefs on hiding a nice bulge. I pulled him down on the bed and we kissed for a bit getting the feel of each other. The chemistry was instant though. He stood up and I pulled his underwear down and got the sight I had been craving. This guy was gorgeous, he was lean with a slight six pack sinuous legs and muscular shoulders and arms, he was light skinned with a shaved head and thin mustache, full lips, firm tight ass that I found while we were making out, and he was hung. He stood up I pulled the underwear down and there was this semi firm uncut cock handing about seven inches soft. It made that perfect little water fall that hung cocks do, with the head dangling below the balls. It was a good girth, enough to fill a hole but wouldn’t bring you to tears or tears when you first try to take it. I was sitting on the side of the bed and I took his cock in my mouth and started working his head until he got hard, I pulled him down on the bed getting him on his back and worked him awhile just enjoying the size. He asked me if I thought I would be able to take his cock, I knew it wouldn’t any trouble but I told him, “Probably or I guess I’ll scream trying.” He laughed and got off the bed and pulled a condom from a drawer, I got in my little fuck kit and gave him a single use lube packet. I got him on his back again, I like to sit on a cock and take it in my sweet time. I sucked him hard again put the condom in my mouth and rolled it down his shaft with my lips. I blew him long enough to lube up, then I mounted him cowgirl and started in on his cock. I was wrong about the girth, the fucker was fat, and it took me a beat and some of that “hurts so good” to get it balls deep. Of course he didn’t mind, his cock was rock hard which was helpful. Once I started riding him with ease he had had enough of that position he pulled me off stood up beside the bed and told me to bend over and leave my knees on the edge of the mattress, he slid back in and started pumping me hard. We had a little misunderstanding I said, “Oh man that’s it” and he though I was petering out, I said “ No man, that’s the fucking spot.” Which was all he needed to hear. He got in balls deep and just started thrusting as hard as he could which made my cock start oozing. We did that for about five minutes before I started getting leg cramps. Now I had to made a delicate move here, which was to get him to pull out and on his back so I could start riding him again, and as we all know getting between a top and a hole is like getting between a dog and his food. I semi pulled it off. I grabbed his arm and kind of twisted him around onto the bed, he got what I was going for. But he got off kilter and half his body ended up hanging off the mattress; one leg, shoulder, and ass cheek hanging off. I just went with it rather than trying to get him back on the the bed fully. I mounded him one leg folded on the bed and the other standing up off the floor, and I just started impaling myself hard on is cock. I started pinching his nipples which sent him over the edge, in less than a minute he started moaning. He pulled my hips down and blew his first load in the condom. We stayed in that position with me softly grinding on his cock until it went soft. He got up and walked into the bathroom and started using the water I had brought to wipe his cock off. I came in behind him and we had a little chitchat while cleaning up. He told me how good I was, and I told him he could have all he wanted when he got ready again so I started kissing and licking the back of his neck and nibbled his ear lobe. Just like that he said, “I’m ready now.” We walked back into the bedroom. For some reason he liked to do things standing so he sat me on the side of the bed and held his cock in one hand and grabbed my head with the other and put my mouth on his cock, and he throat fucked me for a few minutes. He got rock hard again and I couldn’t deep throat anymore so he grabbed another condom from the drawer pushed me on my back and slipped it on, he pulled my legs over his shoulders spit on my hole and slid his cock back in. Apparently he wasn’t at all tired from the last go around because he fucking pounded my ass so hard and good that I could feel him bottoming out. I was in ecstasy this time, not that the first wasn’t great, but I was comfortable this time. On my back, my legs in a good position and I was being reamed beyond expectation. Then he did something that drove me wild. He had shave balls and his pubes were trimmed short in a rectangular patch. His little landing strip was about two inched wide and the hair was coarse which is what put me over the edge. When he bent down to kiss me he drove that coarse hair into my perineum grinding it in, and that scratched an itch I didn’t know I had. This made me break my don’t cum first rule by blowing a load all over my stomach and chest. Seeing the cum really got him going and he stood back up off the bed took hold of my knees and just pounded the shit out of me (not literally of course). This is when it happened. Something I have read and heard time and again from guys, which is that they feel cum filling their holes. I had never felt a guys load when he shot it even though I fuck raw whenever given the chance. They guy started moaning again and I knew he was close, so I was just waiting on him to finish since I had blown my load he was wearing the condom. Then I felt a very warm thick sensation in my ass. I knew instantly it was his load, and it excited me so much because I had never felt that before and because I could feel the warmth keep growing. I wanted him to stay in, so I pulled him down to and we kissed for a while until he got soft again and his cock slipped out. He stood up and I laid there sound as a pound, savoring. He said, “Oh. Dude the condom slipped off,” I said, “It’s no big deal to me I’m taking prep.” He gave me this slight smile and cooly said “Oh. Ok.” Okay my ass. With that smile and the gleam in his eye I just know the “Come on Down” theme from the Price is Right was playing in his head. After that session, the guy was needing a cigarette bad but was out. So we got in my car and drove down to the store got the smokes, something to drink, and went back to his house. He barely made it in the door before he was ripping the pack open. He lit one in the living room while I stripped again as fast as my pants would allow and then started in on him. I walked back into his room to get something I came back and he was sitting all man spread on the couch playing on his phone, smoking, and there was that gorgeous fucking cock draped over his balls. I pulled the coffee table back got on my knees and started giving him head while he smoked. I stood up to get him to go back to the bed and he grabbed my dick, which was hard from all the foreplay, and started sucking me. This was a nice surprise. The guy was definitely a top though because that lasted about a minute. Anyway that’s not what I wanted that day anyway. We went back into the room and fucked at least three maybe four more times, each time with those condoms in their proper fucking place. Hidden in the drawer. So after three hours of fucking he was getting tired and in that limped dick heaven state of mind, so I just lay there and he fucked me missionary for at least thirty minutes. It was hot, we kept lips locked whenever I wasn’t licking his neck and shoulders or nibbling his ears. The heat between us built up and it got really sweaty which is another one of those tactile feelings I love. You know, two bodies slick and gliding on each other. He got a little stiff legged fucking so long so he stood on the side of the bed again and finished fucking me doggie. I don’t know if it was because this last fuck had more intimacy or that it took the longest but after five or six loads this was his hardest orgasm. He started moaning again saying “oh fuck, oh fuck,” like he could barely get the words out it felt so good. He thrust hard and collapsed onto my back pushing me into the bed. And there it was again, a final warm gush in my ass. I didn't feel the others except that first one but this one I did. We lay like that, him on top of me, for awhile. Even after his cock went soft it just stayed in my hole right where I wanted it. Eventually someones phone rang and that was it. I got up, got dressed, fixed my hair so I didn’t look like I had been fucked all afternoon and went home. When I got home I trusted a fart and my underwear got sort of wet, so I sat on the toilet and deposited what he deposited. It floored me. I looked down into the bowl and there was already a massive load but it just kept coming. I didn’t get to see the cum in the condom but that guy must have just gushed fountains. By the time I was satisfied I had dumped it all, I know those loads would have easily filled three shot glasses.

This story was on the original bugshare, and whatever it was called before that (back when it didn't have the crazy purple background and was just text). As I recall, there were multiple versions. One version was ported to this site back in 2010 (thanks hotload84), in "A special birthday gift" The other version, which had a rather different feel to it at the climax (the only part of the story that was much different), wasn't. And it was hot in a different sort of way. About three computers ago, I used to have a version of it saved to my hard drive and would revisit it every now and then. But with changing formats and all, I lost track of it and I haven't been able to find it anywhere on the web, either. So I've reconstructed it from the existing version as best I can from my battered memories (oh yes, I've killed more than a few brain cells in the last 20 years!), with a few added touches of my own. Hope you enjoy! The Birthday Boy I met the birthday boy at a club I don't usually frequent. The crowd is younger and overall less mature than what I like. But a buddy of mine twisted my arm, so I went along. I was having an okay time dancing until I bumped into this kid who was no taller than 5'5", but built like a gymnast and wearing no shirt. He gyrated his hips in a sexy manner and kept looking in my direction. I smiled at him, which he took as an invitation. Next thing I knew he was pushing his butt against my crotch and we were dirty dancing. It wasn't long before I asked him to have a drink. My buddy was tangled up with a bunch of twinkies on the dance floor, so I didn't feel like I was abandoning him. Chip and I headed toward the bar. He’d just turned 21 and was celebrating with some college buddies. He was studying geology, and his only sex had been with guys in the dorm. There was a lot he wanted to explore. And he didn’t mean rock formations. We drank a couple of beers, danced some more, and ended up in his jeep a half hour before closing. I invited him over to my place since I live alone and don’t have to worry about roommates or uninvited visitors. Earlier that day I‘d purchased some high-grade weed and wanted to try it out. We headed up to the roof of my building to smoke a joint and jabber. A few tokes told us the stuff performed as advertised, and it hit Chip particularly hard. "I feel so fucked up now." I volunteered to give him a massage, and we went downstairs to my bedroom. I had him undress and lay face down on the bed. I took the baby oil and started rubbing him down. He got to moaning and grinding his hot bubble butt up into my hands. Every time I ran past his crack, he'd part his legs a little more, until, by the 5th pass, he was lying there totally spread-eagled. He wanted it bad—and so did I. I stroked up and down his crack and leaned my face close to his boy butt so I could smell the musky scent emanating from his hole. "Do you like to buttfuck?" I tried not to laugh. “Do I like to buttfuck? Hell yeah!” He asked me to put on a condom, saying he wanted to stay clean in case he ever met “Mr. Right.” I commented that if he ever met “Mr. Right,” it wouldn’t matter if he were clean or not. I pretty much always bareback and halfway contemplated refusing. But considering my status, I figured he had a point. I squirted some lube in his crack and worked it in with my finger. Then I let him unroll the condom over my rock-hard shaft. “Roll over,” I said, and spooned behind him. Then I put my arms around his hot little torso and slowly pushed into his crack. To my surprise, before I even got the head fully in he grimaced and complained how much it hurt. I reassured him, then rolled on my back and told him to sit on it. That might be easier. Hi tried it, but still complained, and pulled off my dick as soon as he got the head inside. I was getting frustrated, but tried not to show it because, well, he was just 21; and I figured he hadn’t fucked much. "I'm sorry, I guess this isn't going to work," he apologized, reaching back and pulling the condom off my cock. I expected to hear him to say that he’d better be going. But instead he kept his hole positioned right above my drooling dick, and gradually lowered himself till strands of precum clung to his man-pussy. "It's really too bad,” me murmered, “'cause I really wanted to feel you way up inside me, a kind of a special birthday gift. And I bet you wanted to fuck me, too.” He began gently rocking back and forth on my cock and brushing his ass lips against the tip. When my cock was just centered in his hole, he gyrated his hips the way he had on the dance floor – so that, ever so slowly, my raw dick started to slip inside him. When the head of my cock popped past his sphincter, he got this glazed look of lust on his face. His lips parted, but he said nothing further. I slid deeper into him. He leaned back on me. His hungry hole gripped my dick. I could remain passive no longer. I pulled out, rolled him onto his back, lifted his legs to my shoulders, and began to fuck him slow and deep. I kept it up for what seemed like ages, but eventually I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. My breathing grew ragged as I picked up the pace, thrusting hard into his firm gym-rounded ass. He moaned softly, "Don't cum in me, okay? Just don't cum in me." "Don't what?" "Please don’t cum in me." I slowed a bit and leaned down, brushing my scruffy cheek against his smooth one. “Don't... what?” I asked, kissing his neck and jaw. "Don't cum in me..." “Don’t.” I raised my head and locked eyes with him, twitching my dick inside his hole with my pelvic muscles alone. “What?” I could see his pupils dilate as he visualized it. “...Cum in me,” he whispered. I knew I had him. “What?” I asked. “Cum in me.” I nodded my head and resumed thrusting, never breaking eye contact. “Cum in me. Aww fuck, cum in me!” He grabbed my hips and pulled me tight against him as my thrusts grew furious. I was only too happy to oblige; as he yelled wordlessly and thrashed in ecstasy I could feel my cock swell to its full girth, flooding him with wave after wave of my toxic cum. His own jizz, perhaps neg for the last time, shot onto my chest. To make a long story short, the marijuana and the fucking had taken its toll and shortly thereafter we fell asleep. In the morning he was the first awake; and I fucked him twice more, once in the shower and finally in the alley behind my building as we were saying goodbye. It was then that he asked my status. I hemmed and hawed. “Status doesn’t mean anything,” I said. “A guy may test neg one day, have a fatal affair the next, and end up poz.” “And did I just have that fatal affair?” “I think so.” “Then I’d better get tested.” He glanced off down the alley toward where his jeep was parked. “I didn’t expect to stay neg forever. In fact, I kind of wonder if I wasn’t asking for it last night.” With that we kissed. He hopped in his jeep, and drove off.

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…

Well id just showered in the morning and decided to have a look on the web for local guys as feeling horny and bored (and had that feeling you know when you just need sorting and your ass is twitching ) So looking round for a top who barebacks and was sent an email saying Like your profile Are you up for some fun so replied yes im a bottom and exchanged a couple more messages and agreed he wud be comming over to mine at 12noon So back into the shower fully cleaned and ready to go This knock at the door and in he comes this burly chunky hairy guy 6ft and jesus i started leaking pre almost straight away Asked if he wanted a drink and he said a bottle of water as he needed to keep hydrated got that and then he said right where are we going here or the bedroom so into the bedroom and got down to business and he said i had an ass he was going to be stuffing over and over and his mate wasnt far away and power top with 11inches did i want him to come over and stretch my ass So as hes thrusting into me over and over and getting carried away in the moment i said yeah so he stays in me texts his mate Darren to see if he was free the phone buzzed to say he wud be over in an hour and he wanted me loaded up as he wont be using lube (i thought Fuck at this point what have i done thinking well its too late now just man up and take it ) so im been pounded good and proper and then flipped over as he shot his warm load into me and stayed in me saying keep it all in you as you need to be fully loaded we lay in bed as im cleaning him up and he said right i need to get another load in you and then he can take over so went down sucking and stroking his cock wanting him in me breeding me as i rolled onto my back he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and entered me again he said you need to be more verbal this time (no problem as wanted to please him and also get loaded again ) feeling him thrust i started to thrust back been verbal and jesus he was going for it thrusting me up the bed and had to re position a couple of times Then the door went he hopped off and went to answer and in came Darren he said now then u need sorting i here i was nervous and said yeah i did meawhile the first guy said im just nutting him again and back in he went as Darren undressed and stood in front of me and jesus it was hugh he said dont worry i thin u will be able to take it all from what i can see and tapping his cock on my face I opended up and tried to take what i could in my mouth while stll been fucked and thought to myself your one slut now just get on with it the first guy clenched my hips and said take it u slut as i maoned my delight as Darren force more of his cock down my throat making me gag they said had i yried poppers or have any i said no i hadnt any just as darren gave e a break and got his out of his pocket Ian the first guy said hold him and make him take em hes going to need it as Darren held my nostril closed and said deep inhale and sniff as much a si cud then did the same with the other nostril both chcuckled and said how do you feel by thi point i was getting a strange warming feeling taking over my body as Ian slipped out of me and said keepit in you your going to need it Darren held the bottle again and said take more i want you spinning as i did as i was told and he said right turn over i want u on ur belly and ur ass in the air by this point they cud see i was a bit unsteady and support me i bent over got my ass in the air as Darren said im going to be making you moan good and proper and u should be able to take this as Ian had come round the bed to be cleaned up by my mouth he said boy i was a good fuck i moaned my delight as i felt my ass cheek spreading and what felt like a whole hand working its way in my hole Darren saying i was good and opened but he wanted me to take more poppers so Ian held them for me to sniff and at that point Darren was starting to line up as me how i felt and i was flying on poppers and he just thrusted his way in 6 inches in a one go i moaned in pain as he slapped my ass and said he was going in further and by that i thought my prostrate was now up by my kidneys wow the pain and the rush of poppers i wasn't sure what was happening but the pain subsided as Darren started to thrust gently rocking my hips gradually building up speed and pressure saying i was a good fuck and my hole was now pulsating on his cock and to relax a bit if i cud or did i want him to stop I said no keep going he said you really are a cock slut arent you i said not yet but by the time you've finished im hoping to be he chuckled and started thrusting and thrusting as i was moaning in delight and pain as he held me so tight and said im cumming i said give it to me i want it and he shot his load in me Ian his mate said fuck he didn't realise the session wud be so good when he messaged me as Darren withdrew and left me on the bed to relax with a warm glow thinking what had just happened and smiling thinking wow its what ive craved for ages and just wished they had been toxic i went to bathroom to clean up a bit just as Darren said make e a brew and hed go again if i wanted it Ian smiled and said oh he wants it you can tell so made a drink and we sat down and ian said right hows ur sucking abilities i said well whack it out and i will let u be the judge so sucked him off as hes really probing my throat deeply (note to self need numbing spray for throat) and he shot a load down my throat While Darren then said right fancy another go Ian said course he does we went back into the bedroom and i got on the bed this time he said i want u on ur back and poppered up so i was sniffing them as opening my legs as Darren said i think i must of ripped u a bit as i can see some blood he said i can stop or do u want me to carry on I said carry on but dont go as hard he winked and said im in charge here now i smiled and winked back as he was stroking his cock lifted my legs and he entered me gently and face to face to face he said wow im glad i got the call as i started to moan in delight knowing id be sore after they had left but wanted it more and more Darren continued to work his wholehard cock in me and build up pace and vigour wow amazing and shot yet another big load in me as he withdrew he said there was some more blood so i siad id be heading for a shower and its a good job he didnt have any bugs at this point he said he had just finished meds for gonno i thought dam now that would of been great They text me later to say great mornings work and message em if i wanted a repeat i couldnt text back fast enough And today im still sore and think my prostrate is bruised but wow they can come back anytime

I regularly discus bareback on non bareback forums and people come scurrying out of the woodwork to tell me I will die. In response I say the same thing - The mortality rate for non HIV+ men, women and children of all races, colours, creeds and sexes is 100%, Which is the same mortality rate for HIV+people In an infinite universe an extra couple of years of "life"are fleeting and even all of human existence will be here and gone in a cosmic blink. Denying ourselves the experiences of everything and living truly free lives is the only thing that makes our insignificant lives mean anything. Whether you're a vegan or meat eater, a virgin or bareback sadomasochist. a liberal or a nazi, malnourished or morbidly obese if you deny yourself a single experience due to the restrictions of others on yourself or yourself on yourself you have wasted your life. Get embarrassed, hunt and kill an animal, get arrested, travel, use condoms and dont use them, take every drug known to man and create a new one. Live free and die happy. There are plenty of miserable fucks living a self imposed prison who believe an extra few years riding a mobility scooter is the end result of a productive life. I expected to be long dead by now and im only in my 40s. Onward and upwards the grim reaper will await us all.

Pig "brother" showed up with a 3 day unshowered stink on him. Fed him a Viagra. Stripped. Grabbed my head and shoved my face into his sweaty pit forcing me to lick him clean. Intense make out session followed both of us getting high from his stink. Climbed on his cock, slammed my ass up and down on his dick while holding his arms down. Flipped me over on my back, both of us gooning on poppers, fucked, me on my kness, fucked, finally ended with me on my side, begging for his cum till he blasted load #1 deep in my hole. Cuddled both of us sweaty as fuck. Started chewing on his nipple again to get him excited. Flipped him over with his ass in the air, and ate his ripe dirty ass like the nasty fuck PIG I am. Had his legs quivering the whole time. (Oh, the power! lol.) Worked his hole with a vib dildo for awhile. Got him back over on his back to suck his cock hard again. Stuck a finger in his hole to work his prostate, while he beat off. He shot load #2 all over his chest. Licked him clean and then we made out with his cum in our mouths. He is the best of fuck of all my regulars - shows up reeking of manscent, gets into all the nasty play I do, likes to spit, slap, spank and always delivers at least 2 or more loads. About to head to bed, been up for almost 24 hrs, a huge load of cum leaking out my well used ass.

Got loaded by three studs last night, so fun: Aaron. Dripping wet mid/late 20’s bro, teaches physics and calculus. Fucked me, then jerked off some, great balls bouncing, fucked into me again as he was cumming, planting his seed really fucking deep in me. Isaac, 53, Latino hot top, found him in the back and invited him to my room. Powerful take charge fucker and breeder, really fun. Was there with his bottom bf who I never saw. Corey, 40. Super cute lean cut bearded black boyish daddy. Looking to get his ass eaten, and damn was it tasty. 20 mins of eating him out in all different positions. Had to be careful of my scruff because he liked smooth tongue in hole the best. Got him close to cumming, he fed me his cock and I took his load down my throat. Delicious.

is this it

If bottoming, I prefer one/two buddies. The shitty thing about being a bottom is this: People think that being a bottom = Being the drama queen, and tops = Having logic and reason. WHen in reality, tops are just as stupid as bottoms and can bring a lot of drama. Let me explain: When I was a wee bottom lad at 18, 19, and 20, I had many a tops coming at me saying that "They could fuck me good," and "Be my Daddy." But, all of them were just grown man-babies who thought that because they had a position in bed that they weren't drama queens. After years of financial, drama-related and social difficulties, young little Sunova' realized that not all tops are self-aware, and the more you hang around them, the more drama they wanna impose on you. Why? Because "The Top is always Right." Yeah, uh, no. I'd rather have one top who isn't dumb as shit, knows what he wants, can keep clear and distinct communication with me, so I can enjoy riding some cock and being his pregnant disposal que. However, I prefer being the top because GOD, WHAT WAS I THINKING - I LOVE MY COCK. However, here's my thing - a few smart tops are WAY better than a legion dumb tops with too much baggage hitting up my phone. Hearing: 1) "I need to fuck NOW!" While I'm busy and not prepared 2) "I wanna fuck" with no plan for hosting or such 3) Or my personal favorite "I want to you to come over and suck my cock" and does not send me an address when I have asked numerous times for him to do so, only for him to ignore me or call me a "flake" Yeah, that just makes me think "You know...... I could just be asexual and focus on this money, tho'. Is being gay really worth it"?

when ya gotta go ..

I don't mind calling a hole as a pussy, a cunt or fuckhole, cumhole etc I don't think calling these names make those males non males. Many times when I raw fuck a guy I ask him not to play with his clit! Yea I call their cocks clit too. These are just terms that one should not be offended if they are used. Nothing is wrong using them. We use these terms to make each other horny. For some guys it turns them off, for others it turns them on. Just like any other sexual activities.

My eyes had now become more accustomed to the darkness in the room but I still could really only just make out shapes. I could tell that the guy now standing by the fuck bench was much darker skinned than Bobby, the AIDS ridden man who had just filled my arse with his toxic load. But it wasn’t until this new guy leant forward to speak to me that I realised he was West Indian. ‘Hey, I’m Devon’ he told me, ‘You liked Bobby’s cock then?’ he asked as his fingers entered my hole. ‘His cum feels hot in your arse, ready for another load?’ Sitting up I reached out to this big black guy, I found that he was much less skinny than Bobby. He had a mat of short curly hair on his chest and his arms were strong and muscled. But it was when I reached his cock that I found his greatest attribute. I gasped and he chuckled. ‘Think you can handle it?’ he asked. ‘How big is it?’ I asked, astonished by how thick and long it was. It seemed to pulse in my hand and I found that my fingers didn’t reach around the shaft which started thick but widened even more at the centre before tapering off toward his balls. But it was the head on it that was so amazing, it felt like an apple under a thick foreskin, it must have been twice as wide as his shaft. ’Near 11 inches’ he drawled, ‘and not many guys manage to get the head through their ring first time, well not easily’ he laughed. I had to taste him, I leant forward and tried to take that enormous knob into my mouth. I slid his foreskin back and nursed on his glans, he tasted strong, manly, his pre-cum was metallic as it coated my tongue. It felt enormous in my mouth, I wondered if it really was too big for my arse. He pushed me away. ‘I’ll stretch your throat open later if you think you can take it, but it’s your arse I want first. I want to sink my cock into Bobby’s cum and make sure it’s massaged nice and deep inside you.’ He knelt down, lifting my legs so that he could rim my hole, cleaning away Bobby’s cum that had leaked from me. Then he stood and we kissed, him sharing the cum and arse juices that he had just collected. I could taste my arse, Bobby’s cum, Devon’s mouth, our tongues duelling as we devour each other. ‘I love Bobby’s aids cum’ he tells me, as he collects more on his fingers and feeds it to me. ‘I’m high VL too, not been on meds for months, but not nearly as high as Bobby is.’ My stomach tightens again, what the fuck am I doing here? Should I get out now? But my cock was as hard as I have ever felt, the eroticism of the scene, my arse still tingling from being comprehensively bugged just a few minutes before and the anticipation of trying to take this monster inside me. Once more the brown bottle comes out, I take a couple of draws on the bottle before offering it to Devon, thoughts of making my escape gone. ‘I want to fuck you without for now’ he tells me, ‘the poppers will make me cum too quickly. But you keep them to hand, you’re gonna need them mate.’ He roughly lifts my legs back up, making me fall back on the bed. I manage to open my lube bottle and slather some onto his cock, but then he’s over me. I feel his bulbous cock head against my ring, starting to stretch me open. He presses harder, I feel my hole stretching to the maximum, but I’m not open enough to let him in yet. It starts to hurt like fuck, it feels like my ring will tear apart if he goes any deeper. ‘Take some deep breaths of your poppers mate’ he tells me, ‘then let me know when you are ready for me to try again.’ I take deep breaths from the poppers bottle, feeling the chemicals course through my lungs into my blood stream, reaching my brain, I try to will my arse to relax. ‘I’m about ready…..’ I start, but am stopped as Devon pulls back before viciously ramming forward. It feels like a cricket ball is rammed through my muscle, I actually scream with the pain, I wonder if he’s torn me. My ring clamps back behind his cock head, I feel my arse muscles twitching around the shaft itself, that alone being bigger than any I’ve ever received before. He pauses with his massive cock head just inside me. ‘Fuck, you bastard’ I cry through my tears, ‘I wasn’t fucking ready!’ He laughs. A deep sinister sound. ‘You’d never have taken it if I’d not made you, mate, and remember, it’s gonna hurt just as much when I pull it out!’ My head spins with the sensations, I start to wish I’d not come here tonight. But I realise that this is what I really do need, what I’m meant to do. I’ve always known I will get knocked up sometime, I’ve barebacked for years, so what better way than this? And I can always go to hospital in the morning to get PEP if I want, but I know already that I’m lying to myself. Devon presses forward and drives more of his shaft through my obscenely stretched arse. I think that no cock will feel the same after this. It feels like a mini fist is travelling through my rectum, that enormous cock head pushing past the fragile tissue of my arse, forcing a path to open up around it. I’ve never felt anything like this before, I’ve never been fisted and never done it to anyone else, afraid of the damage that it seems to do the guys who do. After this I reckon I could take a fist if the hand was small enough Devon starts working my hole with his awesome cock, he would push a couple of inches in, then draw back out. Then harder in again, then out until his cock head was pulling my sphincter out. Then that ride back through me, pushing even deeper into my guts. He reaches a stop. I feel him press against the rear of my rectum causing a dull pain, surely he can’t try to get more in? He pulls out, then aims his cock to one side, pressing hard against the wall again. And again he drives and again it stops, he tries again, battering, bruising, it fucking hurts. ‘Woah, no more’ I tell him, ‘that’s as far in as I can take.’ I push against his chest, try to stop him pounding my guts. I realise now that he’s stronger than I thought, so much stronger than I am. I’m truly at his mercy, I have no way to stop this big guy raping my hole. I hear him chuckle again, coldly, determined. No words, he just continues to pound the wall of my intestines, I worry he’s going to rupture something inside me. His strong arms are holding my legs against his chest as he rams again. And again. Trying different angles. I consider shouting out, shouting rape, would anyone stop his brutal assault? Suddenly his cock finds an opening, I feel a deep, different ache as his cock head forces through a restriction inside me, I know he has passed my second opening. I’d heard of guys doing this but hardly even believed it was possible. But I know for sure that this is what is happening, that his cock head is forcing its way into my intestines, stretching me internally. It still hurts but it’s different, a stretching sensation that I’ve never felt before, more like it’s something that shouldn’t happen, but not really painful. His cock head is managing to straighten my intestines, allowing him to slide in deeper. Then I feel it, his scratchy pubes pressing against my tender arse ring, I know I’ve taken him all. He rests a moment, his cock cooking inside my hot bowels. I realise that there are shadows all around us, there must be eight or ten guys watching. I reach out, feel a leg, a cock is put in my hand. I draw it to my mouth and suck it, it tastes of arse, of lube, I know I’m sucking a cock that has not long been inside another guys hole, its uncut and I lick under the foreskin, cleaning fuck knows what from around this anonymous guys cock head, his balls smell of fucking and sweat and cum, this is the sleaze that I love about this place. Other hands are massaging my nipples, I feel a hand trying to reach under Devon to feel my stretched hole, squeezing his balls. Someone is trying to suck my cock. Devon pulls his cock head out of my deepest ring, I feel a short relief but immediately he pushes back in. He repeats this, the sensation making me buck against him, relief and then pain, again and again, I know he is stretching me open, I feel him loosening me up. Then he starts to fuck me. His strokes get longer and longer, each time he bottoms out inside me, soon he is pulling all 11 inches out to the maximum, then making long slow strokes back into my intestines, undoubtedly driving Bobby’s toxic seed deeper and deeper into my body. His cock head repeatedly drives past my prostate, then back into me, then out to my arse ring to stretch the muscle outward. He is driving me to distraction with the mixture of pleasure and pain, the overriding sensation is pain, it hurts but I fucking love the hurt, my bowels being churned, tissues being bruised, muscles forced to open against the natural control of my body. The hands continue to caress my body, my nipples are twisted and squeezed, another cock is driven into my throat, balls against my lips, hands feel Devon’s cock, as he slides in and out. I hear one guy say ‘the whore is taking it bareback.’ Another guy tuts, sounds disgusted. My legs are free, sometimes I squeeze them around Devon’s body, sometimes he grabs them, I am wet with my sweat, I feel Devon’s sweat drip onto me. He starts to get faster, I don’t know how long he has been fucking me, his cock is driving now like a big piston, his cock head driving through me, he is groaning, someone is wanking my cock, then they squeeze my balls, a shot of different pain, but the cock in my mouth stops me complaining. It’s a long thin cock, the guy pushes it into my throat and holds it there, cutting off my oxygen, before pulling back out. My whole world is these cocks, these anonymous men using my body, nothing else matters. Devon takes a slightly different angle and his cock head smashes into my prostate, my cock jerks as I shoot off volley after volley of cum, my hole unable to clamp down means that my orgasm is intense and seems unending. The pressure of my hole around Devon’s shaft makes him slow, then he rams deeper than ever, if that is possible, he bellows as he shoots his seed, toxic waves of semen, I don’t feel it but I know that his cock head is again deep inside my intestines. Surely his cock head must be blocking the semen from returning, so it can only travel deeper into my body. I remember him telling me about his high viral load, I realise that there is no stopping the virus that is being injected into the deepest recesses of my body. Absorbing through the walls of my intestines, into god know how many tears, cuts, abrasions that these two guys have caused inside me as they pounded my guts. I black out. I guess the mixture of Viagra and Poppers, the lack of oxygen from the cock in my throat, the intensity of my orgasm. I come to, my hole is empty but within seconds a cock is pushing in, smaller, not so long, I realise its another man A voice at my ear, Devon’s. ‘Never fucked a guy that deep the first time he’s been with me before, mate. Think my cum must be up in your stomach! These guys are queueing up to have a go, that ok with you?’ I think that I’ve really had enough. The cock in my arse isn’t doing it for me to be honest and I think about rolling away from him. But I feel him ram deep into me and cry out as he has already reached his climax. I snort more poppers, the thought that I’ve taken three loads of strangers cum and there were more waiting made my cock harden again with excitement. Fuck it, I think. I nod. ‘Yeh, I tell him, I want everything they can give me.’

I could see it in Sean’s eyes that he was enjoying his first fuck and it didn't take long until I was really giving him a pounding he was beginning for when I couldn't hold back any longer and blew my poz seed inside his neg cunt. After I deposited my load I had Sean nursing on my cock while I began to go through my phone texting my party buds. I let them know that I was available to party purposely omitting any information about Sean as to surprise them when we finally connected. I heard back from a couple of my buds letting me know where the party was located. I rubbed Sean’s head letting him know that we were going out and that he should throw on some shorts and a t-shirt. He grabbed a pair of mesh basket ball shorts and a wife beater. I stopped him as he went to grab some underwear letting him know he wouldn't be needing them. We climbed into my car. As I drove off I grabbed him by the neck and pushed his hed into my lap as he began to lick my semi-hard cock through my jeans. We pulled up to a modest house a few miles away and I led Sean inside where we found one of our bottoms in the sling getting used hard. I recognized him as a 20 year old we had recently pozzed a few weeks ago. I figured he’d have a high viral load by this point good enough to help poz my Sean. I introduced Sean to my 5 buds there and suggested that we get him in the sling. The bottom boy was a little disappointed until we told him that he’d get to chance to fuck my boy. Someone produced some Caverject for our bottom boy as Sean got comfortable in the sling. I fixed him a good slam that would have him so fucked up he’d have little clue as to the time he would be spending in the sling. Our bottom boy turned top couldn't wait to fuck my boy and got between Sean’s legs as I began to administer Sean’s slam. I barely finished as he began to fuck my boy with his 7” piece of meat. I imagined he becoming friends with my boy and (between the two of them) pozzing a number of neg twinks. While Sean was getting his neg ass fucked full of very toxic cum I let my buddies know what had happened that afternoon that had me fucking my own son. I could see their cocks stiffen as I told them about his excellent blow job and his first slam. Everyone gathered around Sean as he received a good fucking and a toxic load from our bottom turned top. After he finished up another bud took his place while Sean was fed cock. One by one each of my buds (along with myself) seeded Sean’s hole to the point he had cum leaking out onto the floor. As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths.

The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. To be continued.

Last week I had an early meeting in Edinburgh. I couldn't get a train early enough to get me to Edinburgh in time for the meeting and so I travelled up on the afternoon before, booking an AirBnB apartment for the night. Some years ago I spent quite a bit of time in Fife and spent many evenings in Edinburgh, enjoying the gay scene, including No 18 sauna. It's neither the biggest or most up to date sauna, but I loved the slightly seediness of both the sauna and some of its clientele! When I booked the apartment I made sure the one I chose was in walking distance of No 18, thinking I'd spend the evening there. I'd read that the building that housed the sauna was to be sold shortly, and it's still not sure whether the new owner will keep the venue open, so I thought I'd have an evening there for old times sake! Over the years I've started barebacking more and more, although my local sauna in the Midlands always seem to have far too many bottoms and I'd not been fucked in probably a couple of years. So, despite taking raw seed for many years, and fucking guys bareback, I've remained neg, probably more by luck than judgement! I'd considered getting PrEP a few times, but the small-town GUM clinic at our local hospital didn't seem to believe in the benefit of it and haven't been forthcoming in providing it. Not wanting the expense of buying it out of pocket, I was therefore still unprotected unless I used the dreaded condoms - that I detest. Condoms had also become less available in my local saunas - another excuse I know, I'm not really a chaser but the risk was also pretty exhilarating! After showering, freshly shaving everywhere, cleaning out and popping a Viagra, I took the short walk in the rain to Albert Place, glad of the heat when I entered the familiar entrance. I got the impression the facilities hadn't seen much attention in the years since I was last there, but it was warm and seemed clean. The guy on reception was quite cute and welcoming. I've always find the Scots to be very hospitable, and much more generous than their stereotype suggests. After stripping and putting my things into my locker I took a quick shower, having found doing so leaves my towel more secure. I found more guys in the sauna than I had dared to expect, particularly as on more than one occasion in the past I had found that sauna rather dead. I remembered in the past the place was pretty dead some nights. I returned to my locker and picked up my poppers and a small tube of lube, then I headed downstairs to the area where I expected to find the cubicles and dark room. An older, very skinny guy passed me on the stairs and took the opportunity to squeeze my cock through my towel, his touch and the V making my cock lurch. "Nice," he grinned, ‘I'll come and find you later." As I reached the darkroom my V induced hard-on was causing my towel to tent, and so I took my towel off and draped it around my neck as I waited for my eyes to become accustomed to the dark. A hand took hold of my hard cock, then a Scottish voice with a raspy, breathless element stated, rather than asked "You ready for some action." As he stroked my cock, he squeezed my left nipple with his other hand. Now, I have incredibly sensitive nipples that seem to be wired directly to my cock!, so I was not complaining. He moved me further into the pitch-black room where my legs found the edge of the padded bench on which I remembered having been fucked on earlier trips to the sauna. "Yeah," I answered, "but I really want to get fucked - at least the first time." His mouth was on mine. He had the stubble of at least a couple of days, and the taste of cigarettes was barely masked peppermint. As we kissed I ran my hands over his body. He too was skinny, his stomach paunched, with no real muscular definition. He had some lumps on his arms and back. I found his cock. It was hard, long, perhaps as much as eight or eight and a half inches. It wasn't too thick but was very veiny. I found the reason: he was wearing a tight cock ring behind his balls, balls that were large and as stubbly as his face. His cock head was hooded in a loose foreskin, the opening was wet with viscous precum. His fingers were at my hole. The lube I had used on myself before leaving the flat had dried a but, but fortunately the Vaseline I'd added was still slippery. "Will I be your first today?" he asked, pressing a finger inside me. "Yeah, if we fuck you'll be my first today." Then I felt another hand on my balls. Although I could see nothing and no one, someone else was apparently there as my Scot with a raspy voice was fully occupied simultaneously stroking my cock and working my ass. "‘I'm ready to fuck a tight hole," he breathed into my ear. "Your's feels perfect. I'll prepare you for the other guys." "Shit," I thought, "his finger nails are sharp inside my arse. He's gonna leave me sore," I thought. The second and third fingers he slipped into my ass quickly induced my hole to open-up properly, although the pain his rough, dry fingers was causing was considerable. A mouth found my cock, which left me thinking three guys were working on me. Next thing I knew I was turned around and pushed down to sit on the bench. Hands pushed me onto my back and other hands pulled my legs up, my ankles rested on the wasted guy's bony shoulders, his cock head seeking out my arse. "I've got lube," I tell him. "My precum is all I want," he gasped in reply, his cock making contact with my hole. He pressed forward. I could feel his foreskin roll back as his cock head passed through my stretched sphincter. It hurt, but it was a familiar hurt. It would pass. The guy gasped and thrust deeper into my arse, my my hole stretching and pulling around his cock shaft. Idly I thought "Damn, I hope his cock doesn't rip me open." He leaned all the way over, bringing his mouth to my ear, which had the effect of pushing his stiff shaft further into my arse. "Fuck mate, my bare cock feels good in your cunt," he announced, adding "I'm gonna fuck you hard." For a second I wonder what I was doing. The man was quite obviously not well. I hoped he was on PrEP. I grasped my bottle of poppers and took two long draws, one through each nostril. The chemical reached my brain and all the anxiety evaporated. He pressed his bony hands against my chest to push himself into an upright position. With another gasp, he withdrew his cock, and then drove himself back in - hard. Reaching down, I was able to gauge his dry shaft still has a few inches before he was fully buried in my hole. Spitting in my hand, I managed to lube my hole a bit in an interval between his thrusts. This time, aided by my spit, his inward stroke allowed the thickest portion of his cock to pass through my sphincter. His pubes were now grazing against my balls. He commenced a slow, steady fucking, sometimes using short thrusts, other times pulling back until his foreskin was the only bit still inside my ass. I was fortunate my my arse tends to produce it's own lube, as the pain of getting fucked was short-lived, allowing me to enjoy the sensation of his cock massaging my prostate. I snorted more poppers, my head spun. Taking hold of his bony arms, I clutched him as his sweat dripped from his head, onto my chest, onto my face, into my mouth, and, even in my eyes. My hands migrated to his shaved head where I explored his skull. He slid a couple of fingers into my mouth. I sucked with pleasure. I wanted all of this man inside my body. Again he leaned forward, but this time he asked "Are" gasp "you" gasp "on" gasp "PrEP?" I didn't reply. Obviously I knew I wasn't. The question was "What should I infer from his question?" My head shakes side to side, not really saying no, rather just reacting to the ferocity of his fucking. It was dark,. I could barely make out the shape of his body. Again his lips were at my ear. "Hope your fucking PrEP is working mate," the commented, taking a slight break from fucking, his cock deep inside my hole. "‘I'm full blown AIDS mate, viral load off the fucking scale. And guess what? That pulsation you feel in your hole is my seven day load pumping into your fucking bowels!" I feel between his buttocks. Sure enough - his arse cheeks were clenching as his body pumped wave after wave of toxic semen into me. I opened my poppers again. One, two, three, four breaths of the chemical and my head spun, my heart pumped. I pressec my arse against his pulsating cock, clenching tightly to hold him in my arse, trying to fuck back against him. But he was spent, his sweaty chest rests on mine as his body fights for oxygen. After a moment his cock, now limp after having delivered it's payload, slipped from my hole. Pressing himself up, he gave me a kiss. His drool oozed into my mouth. "Thanks mate," he whispered. "Can my buddy have a go now?" I nod. "Yeah," I told him. "I'm ready for more." As he pushes away from my he slaps my arse. I feel another body move between my legs, lifting them to rest my ankles on two more bony shoulders. My anxiety returns, soon to be quelled by more poppers...

waiting for his next load 😆

Ethan Wolfe .. that big fuckin poz dick makes my neg fuckhole .. SPASM!

Seeking "personal trainer" who orders me online to do things that deteriorate my health and goodlooks. I can do same to you. 😈

God I love new poppers! Now I just need a good sir

fuck i'm thirsty!

My Boy I hadn't seen my son since my wife threw me out 6 years ago after she caught me fucking our 20 year old brother. The only reason we got married was the fact that I knocked her up and I only fucked her cause I was trying to see if I could be with a woman. The entire time we were fucking I was thinking of her brother. So at the age of 18 we married and tried to make a go of it, but I couldn't resist a nice cock. After we split I turned to the wild side of things and began to party. I started off snorting Tina. After a short time I switched to smoking when the night came that a buddy of mine convinced me to try slamming. That night changed my life. Not only did I learn to embrace Tina I also got knocked up with my friend’s bugs. Now I was responsible for my 18 years old son since his mother was killed in a car accident. I kept in contact the best I could sending him a yearly birthday and Christmas gifts. I would get the customary thank you card back but my ex-wife never wanted me to have any more contact then that after she discovered I was really gay. After picking up Sean and bringing him to my one bedroom apartment he wondered where he would sleep. I offered him my bedroom and I told him I would sleep in the living room sleeper sofa until we could get a larger place. Since I lived in the same area as his high school he could have remained there but asked if He could change schools for the last half of the school year. I agreed to his request without much thought, but there was something about Sean that struck me, he seemed to be more family than by DNA. He wore a rainbow colored wrist band on both wrists and had his hair brightly colored. I decided not to pry and we went about settling into our home. As the work week ended I would normally be preparing to party with my friends but instead I was going to spend it getting to know my son. I came home from work early on Friday getting to the apartment before Sean got home from school. I decided to take a shower to wash away the hard day’s sweat that I had worked up that day. As I was relaxing under the spray of the warm water I heard the bathroom door pushed open. I casually looked over to see Sean watching me as I rubbed soap over my body. For a 37 year old man I was in good shape. I was still had a lean, swimmers build from working out at the gym a few times a week standing at 6 feet tall, I weighed a buck-eighty. I could tell Sean was enjoying what he saw as I soaped up my semi-hard cock that easily grows to 8” when hard. As I rinsed myself off I heard Sean knock and clear his throat. He let me know he needed to take a leak and I told him that we’re both men, he didn't need to knock if he needed to use the can. He came in and I watched through the cloudy shower door as he tried to piss with a semi-hard cock. I then began to see Sean in a different light. At just shy of 6’, he had a lean, thin build and looked to have a grower between his legs like his old man. I finished my shower before he could begin his piss and stepped out to dry off as he tried to hide his excitement. There was no avoiding it any longer, he turned to face me with his cock hanging out when he looked as my cock and licked his lips. I asked him if he saw anything he liked and he simply nodded his head yes and his eyes were locked on my growing cock. Without a word he dropped to his knees and licked my cock as I ran my hands through his hair. I wanted to take him right then and there but my status had me holding back. I couldn't resist his hot mouth as he worked my cock with an expertise that had me blowing my load down his throat in not time. After he cleaned my cock off I looked down at him and let him know that we needed to talk.

But he is a sharing breeder / a converter of men, which is hot.

Get a CB radio. Code for sex is : ”Good Buddy”, oral usually but can be generic ”16” is fuck (looks like one standing and another bent over) ”Yogi lookin for Boo Boo” (or vice versa) often just a quick “Thirteen” (switch to channel 13)... they might bounce several times to 17, 15, 21, etc to keep it private. Listen for “sixteen on thirteen” for instance, meaning he wants to fuck and will be on channel 13. A hand held will not go past the rest area or truck stop, you need a magnetic antenna for that. You can adapt it to a hand held (5 watts is 5 watts, after all) but with a 12v power plug and antenna wire it might get bothersome. Some wire loom spaghetti or taping the wires together near the radio can help. A mounted set with a front mounted speaker and removable magnetic antenna in /on the trunk is ideal. Under the steering wheel is not obvious to thieves. Rooftop mount carries farther in all directions. You don’t want the signal to go too far anyway, now do you? A permanent antenna mounted on a car invites thieves and trouble in car washes and parking garages. A small (1/8 wave) on the back fender is subtle, especially on a car that looks like a cop car. There are “hookup lights” on the back of the cab, and if he’s running with them on, with purple bulbs, you might key the mike as you pass him to see if he responds to the “mike spit”. Happy hunting

Thanks for writing it, @1981virginia! I can't wait to read more, and I really hope that other thing we talked about happens... 😈

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Part 14; Foolishness? Who left me on the Dance-floor!?!?!! If he had not done that we'd probably be at home by now snuggling in bed after he had took my virginity and pozzed me at the club. I was not the fool here. I spoke to him, but kinda completely ignored what he had just said to me. It really was irrelevant now. I said to him; - Sir is now Fisting me. And soon my MASTER is going to fuck me, and FUck me, and FUCK me, until he shoots his HUGE t☢️xic load deep in my HUNGRY boy-cunt, INFECTING me with his virulent strain of poz cum. - Please don't do this Charlie. My response to him was groan and grunt loudly, and give a depraved look of a slutty pig being well and truly satisfied. I was in a sheer heavenly HELL! 🔥 🔥 And there was absolutely nothing or no one now that could prevent my Master from CLAIMING his boy for himself. As his exclusive property. Sir got me to turn from facing my boyfriend to facing our Master, and then began to punch-Fist me. - When I get to 10 Charlie I want you to push out your cunt. - Yes Sir. And here came the 10 punches to my cunt; - 1 👊 2 👊3 👊4 👊 5 👊 6 👊 7 👊 8 👊 9 👊 TEN 👊 ... and Push Charlie, go on boy, Push. That's it, what a good piggy. Fuck yeah. Look at that Beautiful Fucking Rose. 🌹 He done this several times, and each time he was stroking, kissing and licking my inside out cunt he'd look at my boyfriend as though to say; 'Look what I have made. Look what I have got'. Master suddenly got up, and climbed up the wooden steps to the marble plinth. - 'L', when I leave this room, you will re-dress Charlie in his knee length transparent white chiffon night shirt. You will then carry him to the car and drive him to where the pyramid shaped wooden Berkley Horse stands. Understood? - Hail Master. Yes Master. - And, do NOT forget to bring the blindfold, and Goat Hoof Butt Plug. - Don't worry Master. Everything is all under control. - Good. Now leave the plinth. Good boy. I'd never heard our Master call Sir, 'boy' before. Sir rejoined Usher on the couch. - Charlie, I want you to get in the kneeling position, and face your boyfriend, and I want you to once again to look him directly in his eyes, without averting your gaze. - Hail Master. Yes my Master. I was heavily intoxicated, but, a new energy inside of me helped me to begin to become super focused so I could focus in on my boyfriend's eyes. My cunt was sore and puffy, and I could feel it drip a mixture of fluids onto the marble slab. I wasn't flinching a muscle.

Part 12; As my Master and I became acquainted, and my boyfriend hung from the St Andrew's Cross, Sir and Usher were on the couch chatting as Usher got heavily stoned on weed. Sir spoke first; - So you are a landscape gardener, plus restore buildings and furniture. Impressive! - Thanks mate. I'd like to take a look around tomorrow and assess the place. From my initial observations, I wouldn't mind staying here for a while and working for your governor over there. - We'll speak with him tomorrow evening about it. - What does your governor do during the day? - He spends ALL of daylight hours in what is known as 'Master's Lair' down in the Basement. - Interesting! How did you and the governor meet? - Well, I very much started off like little Charlie over there. He never ever called me by my name though. It was 'L' from the get go. That is his thing, always calling people by their initial. - Guess he must have a bit of a soft spot for Charlie-boy, then. - I think he does! My Master released his serpent tongue from deep within my throat, and his Demon claws from my cunt. I on the other hand whilst still maintaining my gaze on my boyfriend kept on stroking, rubbing, and squeezing my Master's EEL Dick. I slid my hand down to the end of his thick, black, slippery and HOT Demon shaft, and began to feel around on the inside to the hollowed out ending. I found what is my Master's 1" urethral opening, and instinctively inserted a finger. My Master began to GROWL very loudly. - Charlie, take your finger out of there. NOW! Oh no, had I just upset him? - Sorry Master. Did I do wrong? - On the contrary. If you want your Master to cum quickly, you put your finger where you just did, and give it a little rub. But, NOT now! - Oh Master, I am dying to have your cum injected into my cunt, or sprayed down my throat. I cannot wait much longer. - Very soon MY Charlie. Very soon. I rocked my hips and let out a little groan. - There are two ways that us Goat-Beasts ejaculate Charlie. The first is like when a Man would urinate. This is an actual orgasm, with our thick cum flowing out, just like piss! This way we ejaculate about 1/2 a litre each minute. And an orgasm will last for five minutes. Non stop! - Fucking HELL 🔥 What is the second way Master? - The other way, is we shoot out short sharp squirts. Not an actual orgasm, just typical greedy Demon play! Each squirt ejaculates about 1/4 litre. This way can give you upto a litre of you Master's Cum in 1 minute! Now stand up. - Yes Master. I stood up, keeping my gaze still fixed on my boyfriend up on the St Andrews Cross. My Master removed my nightshirt and let it drop, until it lay in a crumpled heap around my feet. He then started spanking me, and HARD, alternating between each ASS cheek. The intensity of his spanking grew and grew to the point my feet would move from the ground as I could not maintain my balance. He kept this going for quite a while, and, even though I was off of my face on K, I could feel my cheeks were now becoming sore. I would later see his Demon prints imprinted onto my peachy red raw rump. My Master then stood up, held his HAIRY Beast body against my super smooth body, wrapped his arms around me, and looked up to my boyfriend, and said; - Charlie is ALL MINE! 👺👱‍♂️ Through his tears and his voice faltering he feebly replied; - He isn't .... he isn't. Master then let go of me, put his cloak on, and sat back down. I STILL had not seen his body, Dick, or Balls! When would I? - Charlie, I now want you to wander around the room for a while. Familiarize yourself with your surroundings. - Yes, my MASTER. I made my way, with my head spinning, into the very large, fizzling fuzzy fire red glowing, moon-lit room, with a feeling of falling into an abyss of Dark and depraved piggy lust.

Well since I was away, I've had many loads exchanged, but my favorite by far is a bookstore fuck last week. A fella I've eyed many times in the place, but never had any luck with as he seems to be afraid to do anything, showed up in the backroom and I quickly figured out he'd been drinking. He's about 25, skinny as fuck, but with a bushy black beard and long hair. Well, I just kept eyeing him until he noticed, then nodded at him. He walked over and started some small talk, which I reciprocated. Finally, after he started to ramble about the weather, I just grabbed his waist and pulled him in to me. He didn't fight me one bit, so I went in for a kiss and was happy as fuck when he let my tongue probe his mouth. Lots of groping, more kissing, then he asked me if I wanted to go out to his van for some privacy. Fuck yeah!! We went outside and quickly got into the van, and I was happy to see it was windowless and mostly empty cept for a few tools and some drop cloths. I'm skipping a bunch of details, but it moved to me bringing on the daddy talk, and that lad let me fuck him raw twice before we called it a night. My nut shot out so hard it almost hurt me...lol. I even decided to be nice and sucked his cock before I left. A beautiful 8" uncut cock and a huge fucking load. I was fingering his hole roughly as I sucked, making sure my poz loads got mixed in his ass good. I'm hoping he shows up drunk more often😀

Twisted Chicago fucker here looking to connect with fellow pigs during IML. Meth/party drug virgin here. Lately, I have gone from curious to fucking craving smoking up on T for the first time and getting my neg hole whored out and passed around. Vers too. Looking to connect with other pigs during IML, especially toxic pigs and those who want to corrupt me on T or G - or both.

So they are cousins. So what? If the sex was great and they want to meet again go for it. What do you care they are related? I was fucked by a real life dad/son couple. And they had sex together as well. I didn't stop seeing them because the dad fucked his own son but because I didn't like their personalities. If it wasn't for that I would still be enjoying it.

i would love to choke you unconcious and wake you up with my fist up your ass to my elbow and a punch in the face with my other fist

Part 3 There really is such a thing as a person who was born to be used for sex. Before I had my Faggot, I had always assumed that if I wanted to sell someone's body, I'd have to coerce them and control them through violence. To wipe away a person's entire identity and turn them into an object for gratifying men isn't easy - there's a lot of planning and a wide variety of illegal tasks that need to happen. Faggot, however, was always a bad boy at heart. He had been living with me for only a week, and sometimes I almost find myself having a soft spot for the kid when I see how much he truly enjoys being a whore. Of course, I didn't want to go too crazy on the kid. The past 3 days he spent resting heavily, coming back out of his comedown, eating, working out, and working out some more. I had to keep the boy healthy and functional. Since he didn't have a phone or anything and I couldn't really leave him unattended for long, he accompanied me on a few drug runs. I put in some applications for him to become a stripper (unfortunately they rarely hired twinks) and a few part-time jobs at any adult theater, sex shop, or bathhouse in the area. I had to milk him for every cent I could make from him, keep him busy, and find him a job that would help him scope out new clients, clients that are willing to pay for sex. I was going to make sure he had some routine. The first 3 days he was with me, though, I was going to make sure he started his new life with a bang. Before we did anything crazy, I had to cover my bases. In order to make it seem like he ran away, I had him go home the first day to collect his possessions when his parents were away at work and leave a handwritten note while I waited in my van two blocks down. I also had him withdraw everything from his savings account and pawn whatever he could from his possessions. The rest I burned in the trash. He had about enough to pay for some decent drug weight even after I pocketed some - it was all his to use, and it would definitely last him a while. Then I had him put on a hat and sunglasses in case we got spotted. Faggot was surprisingly eager, even getting excited to withdraw all his savings knowing what it was going towards. He just wanted to get all that stuff over with so we could go back to my place. As we drove in the van, we barely spoke. I made a point of talking to him only when necessary. The boy, however, was noisy as fuck. "I'm horny - what are you going to do to me - what if my parents catch us - I have to pee - when are we going to pick up the T..." 18 year-old twinks are like that. I either ignored him or offered one-word responses. He eventually quieted down, giving into the sexual tension. He couldn't keep his eyes off my bulging muscles, outlined by my extremely tight black wife-beater and skinny jeans. It's pretty much the only outfit I wear if I have to have clothes on. I parked the van halfway on the sidewalk because the street was too narrow to actually allow street parking. Faggot motioned to exit the car, and I pulled him back by his hair. I dragged his head next to my face so that my hot breath steamed up his cheek. "Listen, Faggot. I let you out on your own before because I couldn't be seen, but from now on, you do not exit the vehicle until I open the door for you. Don't worry. You won't forget, because the next time you ride in this van, you'll be in the back and I'll have you handcuffed with your leash tied to my head cushion. You won't be able to leave until I remove your restraints. If you make any attempt to escape, you won't get far, and when I catch you, you're gonna wish you were dead. You understand?" "Y-yes, sir," he said, trembling. "I won't try to run." I hopped out of the vehicle and went over to the passenger's side, and opened the door. I looked around, then beckoned him out. The second we walked through the door, I back-handed him with all my strength. He emitted a high-pitched yelp as the force of my slap knocked him to the ground. I stepped on him so that he couldn't get up, then menacingly, I growled, "The next time we take a ride, you shut the fuck up or I'll duct tape your mouth." I relished in the fear and surprise on his face. He was now afraid of me. I released my foot. Then in one sweeping motion, I pulled him to his feet by his tight little shirt, shoved him into the cave, undressed him save for his jockstrap, and chained him to the pipe before heading back out to unload the van of our haul, which included provisions as well as faves. Another obstacle I faced was actually finding clients to pay for him. With so many sluts out there fucking and getting fucked for free, it was hard to justify charging much for his body. Additionally, it was hard as hell advertising something you can't legally advertise. Thankfully I had enough power by word-of-mouth. My "business" afforded me a sizable network over the years. One of these connections was the owner of a Motel 6 outside of town, where I'd often stay for my deals. His name was Henry and was a rare latino manager who bought the motel from its previous ownership. I stayed there often mostly because it was one of the very few non-Indian-owned motels. While Indian managers are professional and mind their own business, they're often family-owned and would never engage in the debauchery of their room guests. Henry was different and is every bit a corrupt motherfucker as I am. Henry was older than me, actually, at 38, but with his shaven face, signature snapback, and rotation of T-shirts, jeans, and basketball shorts, he easily looked a decade younger. His arms, chest, sides, neck, and calves were covered in tattoos, and he wasn't as big as me, but standing at 5'11" and heavily toned, he definitely looked strong and somewhat intimidating. In exchange for some T and G, Henry always gave me a room on the house. He also had an under-the-table agreement with Officer Marino, an aggressive, 6'7", chiseled, no-nonsense cop with a buzzed head and muscles that even put mine to shame. The man looks like a human-sized hulk, and even his uniform, which is probably the largest size, can barely contain his humongous muscle. He had the most square jaw of anyone I'd ever seen and veins popping out of his neck. The man was never seen smiling. Marino loved his authority and wielded it like an asshole. He only had one problem: he had a serious sex addiction that he hides from his girlfriend and the rest of the force. Henry was happy to feed into that in order to ensure Marino kept any shady shit we did out of mind and out of sight. Prostitutes frequently stayed at the motel, and Henry could easily pick them out. He'd then notify Marino which rooms they were staying in, and he'd go in and threaten to arrest them unless they'd let him fuck them. He also paid Marino part of the proceeds from the women's room revenue and gave him a free room whenever he needed if he had a girl he wanted to fuck off-duty and needed a spot. Marino's girlfriend is a 21 year-old bombshell with daddy issues, always had her hair blown out, had huge fake tits that Marino paid for, and boasted an hourglass figure. She had obviously chosen the hyper-masculine 40 year-old Marino due to said daddy issues. According to Henry, Marino fucked her at least several times a day, but it wasn't enough to sustain his addiction, and he'd need to visit the motel an additional 3 or 4 times for a quick pump and dump. Marino worked the night shift (naturally), so he was off during the day. Perfect, since it was around 3PM, and Henry and Marino would happen to be my first clients for Faggot. Henry was excited as fuck when i told him about the boy and even offered to advertise my "escort agency" at his motel, especially if I was willing to do house calls at the motel. Of course, he had to try the product first. I'd let him try it on the house for helping me advertise. I had to bargain with Marino. A deeply closeted bisexual who picks up young twinks off grindr all the time to brutalize at the motel, Marino maintains that the boys are sluttier and free, and if he needs to get off and nothing is available, he'd settle for it. He reminded me that if I charged him, he'd come back and arrest me. I reminded him that we had plenty of dirt on him as well. More than enough for him to be discharged from the force. I promised him that this would be a better fuck than the average whore at the motel. He reluctantly agreed to pay me $25. Prompt as all hell, Marino showed up first at 3:25, 5 minutes before I told him to come. I had just finished shaving and douching Faggot, who now sat on the mattress in the cave waiting as I prepped his point. I open the door for Marino, who is also wearing a hat (backwards, of course) and sunglasses. His shirt was so tight around his chest, I couldn't even imagine how he got it on his body. Underneath, he wore baggy jeans and designer sneakers. I could smell Axe Cologne off of him as soon as I opened the door. We didn't greet each other, being two men with no kinship whatsoever. He unceremoniously popped his wallet open and handed me a 20 and a 5, and I led him to the cave. He stood at the door, just staring at Faggot. The blond boy, tan skin perfectly smooth and glistening from being coated in baby oil, looked up at him timidly with those bright blue eyes. Without acknowledging him, Marino started rubbing his crotch through his jeans. "Want some T?" I offered. "Can't. Drug test," he said tersely. "Ah...right. Viagra?" "Don't need it." All he did was undo his belt and unzip his jeans. No underwear underneath. A beautiful 8" tool with a giant head surfaced, and it was already hard as a rock. Marino is like me. He gets ridiculous boners from nothing, even if he came several times that day. He strode over to Faggot, slowly stroking his cock, looking down at him expectantly. He saw the leash that chained him to the pipe, and for the first time, I saw a smirk on his face. "Nice," he muttered under his breath. He ran a giant hand through Faggot's soft golden spikes. I pulled a ready point from the hot water cup. "You really gonna do that while I'm here?" Marino asked. He was being serious. "Actually," I said with an evil grin. "I was thinking you could help me. You're wearing a belt. Can we borrow it?" Marino hesitated, not knowing how to react. He looked at me, then looked at the boy, who was gazing wantonly at the point, scared that I wouldn't give it to him and also scared that I would. This was a new chapter for him. I wasn't going to make this the norm for him, but I decided that he should get a point for special occasions or as a treat. Today, he made me my first $25, which is almost nothing compared to each of the deliveries I made, but it was his christening. Marino surprised me by picking his belt up from the floor and tying it around Faggot's bicep. I walked over and sat on Faggot's side, found a good plump vein, and slid the needle in. He flinched just ever so slightly. I drew a flash of blood. "Does it hurt?" I asked. He shook his head. Then, I slowly plunged the contents of the syringe into his veins. Marino tried to mask his fascination, but he watched intently. As I pushed the plunger, he asked, "So what am I not allowed to do to him?" "Just don't seriously harm him," I offered. "If it goes too far, I'll stop you. But don't hold back." I pulled the point out, tossed it on the floor, swabbed him with alcohol, and raised Faggot's arm over his head. The boy's pupils became huge and went out of focus and out of sync. His eyes bulged as he coughed his whole chest away. I saw his jaw chatter even, and a whole shiver went through his body. It was a strange sight seeing such an archetypical tan, blond beauty cracked out of his whole mind. Before he could even fully recover, Marino had suddenly grabbed him by the throat and slapped him so hard across the face I was shocked a tooth didn't fly out given the man's sheer strength. "AHHOOW!" the boy managed to holler. He gasped, choking for breath, but before he could catch it, a man literally twice his size was over him, tossing him on his stomach and then pulling him up on all fours. I had coated Faggot's hole with vaseline and baby oil to prepare him. Almost fully clothed still, Marino covered Faggot's body almost completely with his, one arm grabbing him roughly by the face, the other hand groping him furiously, flicking his nipples, slapping and spanking him. From my view, I could only see his distressed and tweaked face and his legs splayed out in between Marino's jeans. Meanwhile, his dick was already pushing against his hole hard. I thought he was going to make Faggot gag on his dick, but he was so eager to fuck that he just skipped straight to it. Finally, the head popped in, and Faggot screamed so loudly and savagely you would've thought that Marino had been bludgeoning him with a hammer. Tears instantly brimmed in his eyes. Without skipping a beat, I unscrewed the poppers and put it to his nose, holding his nostrils for him. "Sniff as hard as you can," I commanded. "Daddy.... Daddy, it's too big," the boy feebly whimpered, snot and tears dripping from his face, but I ignored him and just kept making him whiff. Left, right, left, right, as deep as he can inhale. Marino had the courtesy to stay buried in him without moving, let his newly poppered-up hole start to relax and adjust to his dick. I then passed the poppers to Marino, who didn't decline this time. He felt like maybe it was a good time for it, and he took two decent whiffs before handing it off to me. As soon as he was done, he exploded into the most savage fucking I've ever seen. The giant hunk of brutal, merciless muscle pounded into the small boy as fast as a pogo stick, each impact so hard it made a thunderclap. "AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-URGHHGURHGH!" Faggot howled, his screams of surprise and momentary pain muffled by Marino's beefy fingers jamming down his throat. To think that this man was a sex addict was truly frightening. It was hard to even wrap my head around how many unfortunate twinks and whores he's devastated. I don't know how his girlfriend ever looks presentable the way he probably fucks her. This also marked the first time I ever saw Marino smile. A cold, sadistic smirk was plastered on his face as he fucked Faggot. He looked over at me sitting against the wall just watching, and his smirk widened to a grin. I grinned back. That's right. I wasn't going to stop him, and he realized that the delicate boy he's manhandling and fucking senseless is completely helpless and at his mercy. He loved making Faggot feel powerless, his hold on the boy so firm that he could barely even move his arms and legs. The room echoed with the sounds of Faggot's gagged and gargled screams and the loud SMACK SMACK SMACK of Marino's balls as he hammered without restraint. The more Faggot cried out, the more brutal Marino tried to be. At one point, the man raised his leg and stamped his boot down on Faggot's head, grinding his face into the mattress while he took his belt and lashed his ass, all the while fucking him like a rabbit. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFF!" Faggot tried to scream. One teary blue eye was barely visible, looking desperately around for help. "YEAAAHHA!" Marino responded, laughing as he tried to whip the boy even harder. "TAKE IT YOU STUPID, USELESS FAGGOT!" I approached, crouching down by the boy so that i could whisper in his ear. "Now you know what it means to be my whore, boy. Not even the police are going to be here to help you. This man is a cop and is gonna make sure no one stops me from selling you. This is just the beginning." Marino suddenly pulled out, causing Faggot to cry out in surprise as his giant dickhead popped out of his tight hole. He stepped off of his face, grabbed him by his leash, and yanked him roughly back, choking the boy. "This isn't enough for this faggot," Marino said, again in all seriousness. "You're right," I agreed. I whipped out my own cock, which was already hard from watching Marino use him. I looked down at the boy, who looked back up at me in tears of disbelief. He was so spun he was sweating profusely from the unbelievably overwhelming sex, and his eyes looked glassy from shock and dizziness. It was clear the point and the poppers made him lose control of his senses, and his body didn't even know how to react to the sudden onslought on his cunt. His hair was in disarray, being pulled in different directions by Marino and dripping beads of sweat onto his face. I harshly spit on him, smacking him across the nose and cheek. Faggot whimpered. Marino roughly shoved his sausage fingers into Faggot's mouth and pried it wide open. I then shoved my dick in, causing him to gag. I pulled out, drool and splutter flying everywhere. Then I thrust back in while Marino pushed his head onto my dick. Faggot gagged to the point of almost throwing up, but he had nothing to hurl. Hand still firmly clutching him by the hair, Marino got on his knees behind Faggot and slid right into his open pussy. A feeble gargled scream erupted from Faggot, drool bubbling and foaming at the corners of his mouth around my cock. He looked so sexy, his bright blue eyes all begging and tweaked out with a cock in his mouth and a giant man fucking him so hard from behind his little feet bounced on the mattress. The mattress springs screeched from the fucking. While it felt like an eternity for the boy, it had only been 25 total minutes of fucking before Marino pulled out and shoved into him with purpose, his body trembling. "Ahhh," he sighed with relief, relishing the heavenly feeling of his orgasm as it squirted inside Faggot, eliciting one final whimper. Then the room fell to a peaceful silent. When he pulled out, a splash of thick white cum oozed out, dripping down Faggot's taint and balls. The man was fertile as fuck to have cum that much when I know he's already came several times that day. Without a word, Marino zipped his fly, put his belt back on, and left, leaving the boy hardly recognizable from when he first came through the door. I looked down at Faggot, who was limp, and was surprised to see a satisfied smile form around on the boy's face, which went from anguished and tortured to grateful in seconds. "That was... Fuckk... Ermem... More. I like him," he slurred in his boyish squeak, still fucked up and his mouth barely functional from all the gagging and cock-sucking. I grabbed one ankle and spread his legs wide open. I spit on his used cunt and slid my iron-hard cock right in to the hilt, as deep as I can until I was sure it was fully buried. "Agghh!" he cried from surprise, and I grinned to myself as I saw the wasted little angel gasp with pleasure and a hint of pain. I decided I was going to fuck him until Henry showed up so that he wouldn't get a break. I loved hearing him moan and scream from getting fucked, and I snickered to myself that it was going to become white noise to me soon with how much I'm gonna get this Faggot fucked. Determined to not let Marino outdo me fucking my own boy, I flipped him onto his back and tore his legs almost into a split apart. Then I plunged in as hard as I could, causing him to gasp and yelp. "Daddy's going to really ruin you today, you filthy whore," I said, spitting on him as I tugged hard on his leash, choking him. I punch fucked him, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. While I did that, I twisted his nipple with one hand while I slapped him repeatedly with the other. "YOU LIKE THAT, FAGGOT?" "Y-" SMACK! "I ASKED YOU IF YOU LIKE MY DICK RIPPING YOUR SLOPPY LITTLE CUNT, YOU WHORE!" I roared, smacking him with a backhand this time. "YES, S-" SMACK! Everytime he opened his mouth, I smacked him. Seeing his boyish face tattered and red from my palm while his legs and feet flailed wildly around me as I pounded him turned me on even more. I was so aroused my dick went into overdrive and I knew right away I was close. "ARRR, FUCK BOY! I'M GONNA NUT IN YOU!" I bellowed. I grabbed his shoulders to shove him even further into me as I felt it come up, warm and sensitive, and then erupt for 10 seconds straight, ropes and ropes of cum inside his breeding hole. Part 4 coming soon

I have been such a BAD (i.e.Good) slut lately. Over the past couple months Ive hooked with 8 different guys (3 regulars ive had for years and 5 new guys I hope to make regulars) 4 of them have loaded my pussy up! One was a black top I sucked an licked his balls then he fucked me doggy and yelled "Im gona cum in this ass!" and roared when he did it. Another black top fucked me doggy hard an deep for awhile an he would cum an keep fucking an cum again. he fucked me for a half hr an came 4 times! I was crazy high from his cum! Another black top was D, a guy who been fuckin me for years he likes to kiss me too an is one of the few guys I have ever wanted to kiss tho I am getting more into that cuz it makes me feel super girly an fem submissive. A guys tongue in my mouty tells me Im his bitch about to take his dick any way he wanna give it! D luvs to fuck me on my back an kiss me while he fucks me an he breeds me just like that. Today he called me out to his house an I kissed him while stroking his cock, then throated him for awhile then climbed on top an rode his cock facing him, bouncing up an down on his dick. He did me ground it in hard an I was wailing like the whore I am louder than usual cuz it hurt an I loved it an he loaded me up with a roar an it was droppin out when he was done. Then tonight on the way home from work I stopped to suck a regular, a white guy who had me lick his ass an balls an I got on his cock, facing away, an rode it on poppers feeling free as I ever have being a slut bouncing on dick an he loaded me up like that, the first time he ever did. I am crazy high in frenzy for dick right now an I LUV IT!

i have had my neck in this mans noose while him and his buddies run a train on my ass. so much fun. can tell some of the guys fucking me would actually get off on snuffing me with their cock buried in my hole

North London here N4.

Sunday night after work headed to the adult video store where I had two hard dicks to blow. The first guy was Asian with this nice 7 and a half inch dick. He enjoyed my mouth so much he helped pay for the booth. The second guy was Black with a hole wrecking dick it was pretty big, the gloryhole barely accommodated him. Sadly due to time constraints I couldn't suck him to finish

when do you head back to Va/ DC area? i'd love to play with you if you are back in the area. Hopefully, you got loaded up at west side club and are on the train back all filled up with random loads!!!

17. "So... How was your 'date'? asked Rick after Tony got home. "Good! I took him into the bar and after a few beers, and blew my poz cum into his hot cunt." "Woof! I got something to jerk off to again tonight." said Rick with pride. "How did he take it when you told him?" "Well... he freaked out at first, but then shot his load hands-free! And then, when we talked and danced some after, his dick was rock-hard the whole time!" "Fuck! I corrupted you good, stud.!" Rick shook his head as he started playing with his hard nipples through his tight shirt. "I see you like the story!" "Fuck, yeah. Got some of that toxic cum left for me?" "For you? Always," Tony replied with a grin as he stepped closer to his uncle, massaging the latter's cock through his pants. They kissed passionately and then took their shirts off. Rick played with his nephew's silver nipple rings, gently tugging and twisting them as the two continued making out. Tony, of course, continued massaging his Uncle's dick, but after several minutes of tongue-play, Rick broke-off the kiss and kissed his way down his nephew's body until he reached the prize, Tony's crotch. Kissing and tonguing the denim, Rick unbuttoned Tony's jeans, extracted his nephew's big cock from his jockstrap, expertly kissing, licking and sucking on the pierced ten inch cock. Tony directed Rick's activities by taking his head in his hands, and pushing him further down on the cock. Rick skillfully sucked and worshiped his nephew's monster cock and balls, following Tony's lead so eventually Tony's cock was lodged full depth in Rick's throat, leaving Rick to choke, now fully impaled on the big cock. Showing no mercy, and by no means taking it slowly, Tony face-fucked his uncle with abandon, his pleasure being the only consideration. The scene was unbelievably hot. Rick's face was red, wet and sticky with a variety of juices, and the cock in his throat left him feeling as if he was trying to swallow an anaconda. The the vision above Rick made it worthwhile: the young man above him was the consummate pig - handsome, muscular, hung, dangerous and cocky. One hell of a pig! Unbuttoning his fly, Rick extracted his rock hard cock and edged himself for several minutes, without pausing in servicing Tony. Fortunately Rick's services paid off, for after some time of hard and hot skull-fucking, Tony announced "FUCK YEAH! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!" With this announcement Tony withdrew most of his cock from Rick's throat, leaving only about three inches inside and started cumming. And cumming. And cumming. But, as with all good things, eventually the ropes of cum ended, and Tony pulled his uncle up and started making out with him, tasting and swallowing his own highly viral, charged up cum. After that, he dropped to his knees, took his uncle's cock into his mouth, rammed three fingers into his uncle's man cunt, massaging the elder man's prostate. With that, Rick roared and fired his own load into Tony's mouth. Tony stood up and kissed his uncle again, letting him taste his own tainted cum. With that, Tony had realised what a monster they had created. His own cock bounced with that thought. Made you hard? Share your thoughts!☣???

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

I agree swine - love stories of young guys finding their inner chem pig, but more established mature guys who are either straight or straight-laced gay/bi allowing themselves to revel in chemsex is extremely hot too. In real life, one guy like this I know - an extremely butch electrician - was married with teenaged kids and a loveless sexless marriage who - despite claiming he never really thought about or fantasized about sex with men prior - found himself in an unexpected party situation being introduced to T and mansex in the same weekend. Fast forward just a couple of years now, and he's a divorced mostly bottom sometimes vers chempig reveling in his newfound sexual freedom. I love PHXariesAZ story as it is and will continue to do so, but if he was into recruiting a more mature novice, that would be a really hoT addition!

Dad’s Basement Part Fourteen I woke up with my head pounding and my throat sore. My sheets were wet and my muscles were a little achy. I headed to Dad’s bathroom to see Dad before he got dressed. I knew he would be in the shower, I woke up early enough. I stood in the doorway and watched the water run down his back and ass. He was happily whistling. “Good morning Daddy” I said. He turned and smiled. “Good Morning to you Son. Slept good” “Slept great” I continued to watch him later up his chest and stomach. It was so erotic to see my hot muscled Daddy cleaning his fur. His cock and balls jumped as he moved. The water and soap flowers down his torso and streamed off the head of his cock between his legs. It looked as if he was pissing. “Who’s Dax” I asked just out of the blue. “Dax? How did you know about him?” he replied. “Oh I guess I heard someone in the basement say that name” thinking quickly so he would not know I knew of the conversation with his buds. “When the time is right Son, you will learn all about Dax” he said, “How are you feeling, Son, you look a little green around the gills” “Not so hot Daddy, I ache, throat hurts, get hot flashes and have the worst headache” “You might have the fuck flu Son, but have never known it to his so fast, usually hits in a week or two.” “Fuck flu? Y'all have talked about it but never explained it” Dad shut off the water and began to towel off, making his cock and balls bounce more and more. I was enjoying the show he was giving me even thought he didn’t know it was a show. “Baby boy, the HIV is taking over, the fuck flu is your body’s response to the losing battle. I just don’t know how it happened so fast” “It might be Garrett” “Garrett” “He fucked me one the night after the basement. He came through my window.” “I don’t see how that could speed up your conversion” “Daddy, he told me he was full blown” “A.I.D.S” he said, “Well that little fucker” “Don’t be mad Daddy” “I’m not, just wish he would have shared the new with everyone” “Now take that sexy ass back to bed and stay there, I need to make some arrangements for your care, since I have to be at work all day. Meetings I can’t get out of, but I will call and check in” I did as he said. I was under the covers shivering when he came in. i was disappointed that he was fully dressed and I could not see his fur, his ass, his cock and balls. “I’m leaving the door unlocked, Doc is sending over a nurse to take care of you, Doc is going to come and examine you around lunch time. You do as they as.” he said, “you are not too old to go over my knee” “Yes Daddy” I watched him leave and soon fell back asleep. When I work up later there by my bed sat a male nurse. He was Latino, dark hair and goatee, well defined body under his red scrubs. “Hola, I am Jose. Doc sent me over to look after you” he said, “How are you feeling?” “Thirsty Jose!” I watched him get up, his ass was nice and round and giggled some when we walked. He left my room and returned with a glass of ice water. I could not focus on anything but his crotch. I could see his cock running down his right leg. It looked thick. He helped me sit up and held the glass to my lips for me to drink. It felt good, but hurt like hell going down my raw throat. When I had enough I fell back against my pillow just staring at Jose. “Doc is running behind today, so he won’t be here until about 2” he said I nodded my understanding. He got up and left my room without another word. He returned with a big bowl filled with cool water and a cloth. I slowly pulled back the covers, exposing my naked body, I shivered more. Wetting the towel in the water and wringing it out, he stood next to my bed. He lifted my arm and held it in place. He slowly moved the towel up and down the skin of my arm. I only closed my eye for a second and when I opened them, my hand near his crotch. He moved forward a little and my hand would put pressure against the tube of meat running down his leg. He lowered my arm, rewet the cloth, and moved to the other side of my bed. He repeated the same motions with that arm. Once again there were moments when his dick and my hand would meet. He moved back to the bowl, rewetting the cloth and started wiping my chest. My eyes watched his crotch, his cock would twitch with his movements. It was slowly moving further down his thigh inside his scrub pants. This time when he rewetted the cloth, water splashed and made a big wet spot on the crotch of his pants. He just smiled and moved to wipe my stomach. The fabric stuck to his cock, making it more pronounced. I couldn’t help but stare. He caught me staring more than once. When he went to rewet his cloth, he dropped it in the water and left it there. He turned to me, pulled the knot on this pants and and let them drop. HIs cock swung free of his thigh and hung low, twitching, slowly moving the foreskin back from the head. He stepped out, turned and got the clothe. He started wiping at my legs, His ass was now in my view as well. It was covered with black hair, that grew thicker as it got to his crack. Staring at his cock and ass was having an effect on my cock, it was slowly expanding inching up my stomach. Jose slowly bent over, lifting my cock with his hand and engulfing it in his mouth. I tilted my head back, as his mouth lowered on my cock, taking it deep into his throat. His hand slide between my thighs and spread the open. HIs fingers explored my balls, then dropped lower. HIs uncut meat was growing and was soon visible from between his thighs. “We have to feed the virus amigo” He stood up, pulled his shirt over his head. His chest was defined and had a little bit of black fur between the pecs. Around his belly button was more fur. He climbed on my bed and knelt between my legs, lifting them slowly to his shoulders. He crawled closer, pulled back his foreskin and pushed his cock into my hole. I moaned loudly, as he drove deeper and deeper into my hole, until his black fur covered sac was against my hole. “My injection is just the first today, high count, very potent.” he said, “may inject you twice before the Doc comes” I felt his skin moved against my hole as his cock slide out. He didn't wait to push back in, balls deep. His fingers roamed my chest, gently crossing my nipples, flicking them lightly as he moved his cock in and out. His cock picked up speed pumping in and out of my hole, as he pinched my nipple harder and harder. My cock was leaking with every thrust. I went to grab it to jack as he fucked my hole and pinched my nipples but he pushed my hand away. “No jack, no cock” he said. He pushed against me, lifting my ass off the mattress, folding me in half. My cock hung over my face, dripping pre-cum onto my chin. I could see his brown cock sliding in and out of my hole, It was slick with ass juice. “Pre-cum just as potent” His balls were slapping my ass over and over and he picked up speed. My muscles ached more and more as he pounded me. I was sweating so much that it was running down my back, it was cold which sent more shivers through my body. My head was pounding to the rhythm of his fucking, My mouth and throat was dry. He looked me in my eyes and the spit in my face. It took me by surprise, I licked my lips trying to taste Jose’s spit. I wanted every bit of juice from him I could. He pulled his cock out of my hole, placed his face really close, pushing my ass forward this this hands. He lined up his mouth to my hole, just inches away and spit. I could feel the spit hit my hole, over and over. He spit on my hole at least three times. Quickly he moved, lined up his cock with my spit covered hole and drove it in deep. I moaned loudly. “Ooooh you like that?” Jose asked. He pulled out and drove in deep again, repeating this over and over. Getting punched fucked by his uncut cock was amazing. His balls slapped at my ass and back. I grabbed my legs to hold them forward, keeping my ass in the air. I wanted to stay in this position, but Jose had other ideas. He pulled his cock out of my ass, slapped it hard and moved off the bed. He pushed my legs down then ordered: “Get on your stomach!” I complied. He climbed on my back, using his legs he parted my own, allowing him access to my hole. His cock was so hard that he just pushed and it hit home. Sliding into my waiting hole. He dropped his body weight on me, slid his arm around my neck putting me into a choke hold. I could feel his hips grinding into, pushing his cock deeper and deeper. His hot breathe was on the side of my face. He pulled back his cock by lifting his ass in the air. I would have given anything to be able to see his ass going up and down as he drove his dick into me. His crotch slapped against my ass. With each slapped of my ass and the driving of his dick deep into my hole, his choke hold got a little tighter. His breathe was hot in my ear. I could tell he was going close as his breathe was getting shallow. The up and down movement of his ass moving his cock in and out of my ass was getting faster and faster. His poz load was edging closer and closer to spitting out of this foreskin cover cock. He pushed his dick deep inside of me, pressing his crotch to my ass. “Injecting my poison” he whispered. I couldn’t feel his cum shooting and figured he was oozing his thick cream in. He kept pushing in, even thought his cock couldn’t get any deeper. I think it was to pull the foreskin back exposing his head and piss slit in my ass. “That should help keep you conversion going” Doc said from the doorway, slowly stroking his massive cock, that was sticking out of his open fly, with his balls hanging low in front of his pants. “Good job Jose” Jose pulled out of me, jumped around and kneeled at my head. He lifted his slowly softening cock to my lips, pulling back the foreskin. I instantly stuck my tongue out and licked around his exposed cock head. I slipped my tongue inside his foreskin, digging for any cum that could be hiding there. He pushed his soft cock into my mouth until I was sniffing his crotch hair. “Only gave one injection, Doc” “It’s okay Jose, please head back to the clinic. We can have our patient here come in for a check up and you can inject him again” Doc said. “Si” With that Jose got dressed and left. Leaving naked, soaking wet from sweat, shivering from the cold, aching on my bed with my ass up in the air. “Do I get an injection from you Doc?”

The first time I got fucked, it was with a much older guy who raped me. And he fucked me bareback. And when he shot his first of several loads that night, I didn't even think about whether he was neg or pos. And it was not like I had any choice in the matter. I'm 5'11" and at that time I was 130 lbs. He was 6'3" and probably 250 lbs of solid muscle. He was in complete control. He did with me as he pleased. And you know what? Looking at his muscular body and the feeling of his cock inside me just turned me on so much! Yes, he raped me, but I loved it! The first time I got fucked with a condom, I hated it! And even though that guy was muscular, and had a big cock, which turned me on, I wanted him to fuck me raw! And I told him that. And he pulled out to take his condom off, but it was almost in shreds already. So even if he had shot his load, the condom could no longer hold it anyway. So he took off what was left of his condom and fucked me raw! That's when I realized that I just did not like getting fucked with condoms. And every guy I've been with since then fucked me bareback. If a guy wont bareback me, then I'm not interested! And after all this time I'm still std free, and hiv-.

As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths. Sean and our groups bottom boy, who we learned was named Jonathon, sat in the back seat of my car and made out as I drove us to the bathhouse. I did my best to peak at them as the two young men swapped spit and blow jobs. We arrived at the bathhouse and the parking lot was packed. I knew it was going to be a good night, I just hoped they had a room available. We walked in and found a member of our group working the counter that night. He cut me a deal on a large room as we dropped our clothes off in the lockers and proceeded to find our room. Once in the room I prepared some points for the boys and slammed them up hard. I then did mine and left them in the room as I went to find the dry erase board where I wrote that I had two bottom boys who were taking loads with our room number. I got back to our room to find the boys 69'ing with their limp Tina dicks. I told them to get on all fours and have their asses face the door as I left it wide open. I then proceeded to switch off fucking Sean and Jonathon as guys walked by the open room. It didn't take long for the word to spread and in no time there was a line to fuck the boys. I climbed on the bed near the boys head so that they could take turns sucking my cock as they got fucked. While the action was going on one of the guys who came into the room to fuck asked me if both of them were my boys. I looked up at him and simply answered that they weren't just my boys, but my sons. Both boys looked up at me and I got a smile from Jonathon just before the two kissed and resumed working my cock. I knew about Jonathon’s background, he left home when he was 16 or 17 and began to hustle to survive. I had thought about taking him in before but it seemed a little strange to me until Sean came to live with me. I knew I could get him a job where I worked and help him get off the streets. The boys took a lot of cum that night to where it was dripping from their holes, although I think there was more dripping from Sean’s hole than Jonathon’s. As the crowd began to thin out I knew the time was drifting into Sunday. I asked the boys if they had had enough and wasn't surprised to hear Sean say that he was getting a little sore and Jonathon was eager for more. I got up and closed the door before I rummaged through my bag for the last dose of Caverject I picked up at the party the day before. I had Jonathon lie on his back as I gave the injection to Sean. Sean climbed back on the bed and straddled Jonathon’s chest so that he could feed him is drugged up cock. I pulled out my video recorder (I always took it to partied for just the purpose, to video guys fucking )as I could see Sean’s cock respond as the drug worked quickly. Once Sean was rock hard I notice that he didn't just inherit my gay gene, buy my large cock. Sean moved between Jonathon’s legs where I instructed him to eat his cum filled ass. Sean was quick to comply as he pushed Jonathon’s legs back and lick the cum dripping from his hole. He took a little time to suck some of the cum out before moving up Jonathon’s lean body. As he moved up he positioned his cock at Jonathon’s hole and slid in balls deep. Then he leaned in and shared the cum in his mouth with he adopted, big brother. Sean slowly began to fuck as I asked him if this was his first time topping. He looked at me with a big grin and nodded yes. I could see the pleasure in his face and knew in time these two young, healthy looking boys would be pozzing unsuspecting neg boys around their age. Jonathon was enjoying Sean’s cock working his hole as he looked up and asked if I was serious about him being his son. I told him abso-fucking-lutely. He looked up at Sean and the two kissed again. After the kiss ended it was like Jonathon read my mind when he suggested to Sean that they could play a monogamous negative couple and work to poz them. I could see the wheels turning in Sean’s head he began to fuck Jonathon a little harder causing a moan and grunt to escape from his lips with each thrust. I don’t know if it was the Tina or what, because Sean had good stamina. There were times were Sean would power fuck into Jonathon where I thought he was going to cum. After a good two hours Sean began to pant very heavily and slammed back into Jonathon as it was very evident he was cumming. Sean pulled out and collapsed on the bed as Jonathon quickly moved to clean Sean’s cum covered cock. As Sean’s cock was cleaned I leaned down and kissed my son and commented what a strong orgasm he must have felt while fucking non-stop for a couple hours. Jonathon had a lot more cum dripping from his well fucked ass. Once Sean caught his breath I was surprised to discover that he had dropped more than one load inside Jonathon. Jonathon commented that he could feel Sean’s cock pulse inside him as he continued to fuck. It was approaching Sunday afternoon when we cleaned up and headed home.

PART 3 - Fun at the seedy motel –the Straight Thug Objects “Told you I was a freak, now let’s chill a bit. Need a drink, then we’ll see about getting up.” In part 2 Derrick had just finished shooting a third load up my ass while I shot my poz cum into someone else. Derrick was sitting at the table in the motel room, which was still covered with empty beer bottles, coke cans, food wrappers, a couple ashtrays with cigarettes in various stages of being smoked, and his pipe and supplies. So, cum tally at the end of part 2: 1 load in my mouth when I sucked Derrick in his car, 3 loads in my ass from Derrick in his hotel room, 2 loads in my ass from the tall guy who had watched through the window then joined in, and “Told you I was a freak, now let’s chill a bit. Need a drink, then we’ll see about getting up,” Derrick said as he sat at the table, still naked, but his dick was clean as I had licked it clean after his load. The curtains were still open a little on the end, but I didn’t care anymore. Hell, whoever had wanted to had watched me get fucked by two different guys, watched me unload in a hooker’s cunt, and more – so screw it. I was too buzzed to care anymore. I looked at my watch and it was now about 9:30 p.m., I had been with Derrick for about 5 hours now and my week long vacation and plan on getting as much dick and cum as I could was off to an amazing start! I was not tired at all as between sleeping in late that day, and the rock in the pipe, I was wired and up. My ass was sore though, and when I sat down at the table with him realized just how tender my hole was now. But I liked it, it was “I know I have just been fucked good” sore, so I embraced it and looked forward to what else the night might bring. Derrick got up to use the bathroom, but told me to make him a Jack and Coke. The Coke was now a little warm, and the Jack Daniels bottle was now empty as I poured the last of it into a plastic cup I found by the bathroom sink. As I went to get the cup I watched a second as Derrick was pissing, a long steady stream, and right then wanted nothing more than to taste it. When he came back out, I handed him the cup with the JD and Coke, noticed his dick head looked a little wet, and knelt down and licked the remaining piss off his dick. Then sat back in the chair. Derrick gave me that evil grin again, but didn’t say anything and took a swig of his drink and lit a cigarette. I wanted to ask him about where he was from, if he was straight or what, but figured best to just keep quiet and not ruin the fun. If Derrick wanted to tell him he would, so I opened another beer, which was totally warm now. We made some small talk, about really nothing, Derrick finished off his JD and Coke, looked at the empty bottle. “Need to hit the liquor store before they close, get some more JD, beer, bag of ice, and those little pills they sell behind the counter to keep your dick hard. This good shit does that too, but I am going to keep fucking you if you can take it. Can you take it some more?” I was still horny as hell and wanted to be the biggest cum pig I could, so said hell yeah, I could handle anything he had - LOL – little did I know my mouth would get me into trouble on that one. We got into his car and as we drove out of the parking lot I noticed there were a lot more cars now then when we came in and more people standing around outside. No one seemed to pay us any mind, so we drove to a liquor store about 5 minutes away. I gave Derrick some cash, asked him to grab some chips or something too, and soon we were back to the motel. This time Derrick entered the far end of the parking lot and drove completely around the motel real slow as he looked at the cars and folks standing outside. I thought maybe he was looking for the tall guy again. He parked, we went back into the room, he made another drink, and told me to pour the ice into the bathroom sink to chill the beers that had gone warm. Once we got settled Derrick pulled his pipe out, opened the plastic bag that still had a bunch of rock in it, and said, “You ready?” I shook my head yes, finished my beer, then took my clothes off. Derrick was still dressed as he handed me the pipe, used the lighter, and let me take a few big hits. He then did the same, sat back and let it kick in a little. I was ready – I wanted his dick in me and got up to kneel in front of him to suck him again. “No,” Derrick said, “Got something else planned. Now take a few more big hits, then bend over the end of the bed.” So I took the hits, went to the end of the bed and bent over. The opening in the curtains gave a clear shot of me bent over to anyone who walked by who bothered to look. While the room lights were not that bright, they were bright enough, so I knew my white ass was being seen. Derrick grabbed his keys, “I’ll be right back,” and he left. I knelt on the floor then and laid my chest on the bed on top of a couple pillows, waiting for Derrick to return. My dick was hard thinking about him or the tall guy fucking me again. He was barely gone a couple minutes when I heard him opening the door. Derrick walked in and behind him walked in this big monster of a man. This dude was maybe a little shorter then the tall guy, but not by much, and built thick and broad like a football player. He also had a bit of a gut that stuck out through his open jacket and short buzzed hair. He looked rough – total street thug type and maybe mid-40’s. “What the fuck - that ain’t no pussy!” the new guy said. “You said you had some pussy here needing to be fucked damn it!” “Relax my man,” Derrick said, “I told you I had some good white pussy and that is some GOOD white pussy that is ready for any black dick that needs to fuck. Alright? I told you I’d take care of you, now here, just chill, sit a sec, and hit this shit. Got some good shit, so chill man, OK?” I was ready to run at that point, this dude was not happy and figured I could hide in the bathroom if I had too, but he just glared at me a second longer, then sat at the table. I didn’t dare to move to just stayed kneeling at the end of the bed as Derrick put some rock in the pipe and handed it to the new guy. The guy glared at me again, but took the pipe, several big hits, passed it back to Derrick, and I could see him visibly relax a little as the rock kicked in. He closed his eyes a little, licked his lips a few time, and said, “Got a drink?” Derrick handed him the bottle of JD and his plastic cup, the guy pored some in the cup, did it as shot, then set the bottle on the table. “Better man?” Derrick asked him. The guy shook his head, “Yeah.” Derrick handed the pipe to him again and said, “See man, good shit, I told you, now I know that shit makes a dick hard, so let the pussy suck it for you a little, it’ll feel good, telling you man, real good.” The big guy did not reply right away, just closed his eyes a little again and licked his lips then said, “Alright, but turn off the fucking lights.” Derrick got up, turned off the lights, closed the opening in the curtains, as the guy hit the pipe. “Now suck him,” Derrick said. I was still unsure about this, but the guy had taken another hit, had his head back and had spread his legs a little, so I scooted over in front of him. By the light coming in from around the edges of the curtain, and the bathroom and TV, the dude was even scarier up close. “You good man?” Derrick asked, and the big guy just grunted, so I reached up and rubbed the bulge that was showing in his pants. Fucking Christ – his dick was as big as he was! It felt like a monster! He did not stop me so I began to work at his fly and could not get it open. He then stood up abruptly scaring the shit out of me, undid his belt, opened his pants, let them drop to the floor, then sat back down in the chair and grabbed the pipe again. FUCK that dick was HUGE! Not only was it quite a bit longer than Derrick’s, but it was very thick and round with a massive head on it. I was stunned and not quite sure, but reached out, lifted it with my hands, slowly peeled the foreskin back, and started rubbing my tongue around the head. “Hmmm,” the big guy moaned. Derrick lit his pipe up and watched as I licked the head and started licking up and down the shaft. I then worked to get the head in my mouth. It was difficult at that angle, but I finally got the head in and felt my jaws scream as I opened wide to swallow as much dick as I could. I sucked him for a little while and had spit and drool running out of my mouth as I tried to manage that monster dick. As he got harder I started to gag as I went down on him, which seemed to turn him on as he began thrusting his hips a little, which made me gag even more. I started to pull my head off his dick and he suddenly grabbed my head with both hands, pushed my head down onto his dick and thrust up at the same time. His dick suddenly filled my throat my completely and I could not breathe! Tears started streaming down my face as I gagged and tried to breathe, trying to pull off, but he was not letting go, just tried pushing his dick deeper down my throat. Finally, after it felt like I was going to pass out, “Yo man, hit this shit again,” Derrick said. The big guy let go, and I pulled myself off his dick and sat back trying to catch my breath. Holy fuck – the asshole was trying to kill me! Derrick laughed a little, “Was not so bad now huh? Told you I would take care of you big man.” The big guy took the pipe, did not say anything, and did a few more hits. Derrick kept talking, “So you know man, got this pussy opened up for you, bet it could take you if you want to fuck – you know nothing feels better with this good shit then a nice hot pussy wrapped around your dick so you can bust that nutt – you feel me?” The big guy just looked at Derrick, handed him the pipe, “Yeah, OK, but you need to leave. I like to fuck a long time and I don’t want nobody watching me.” Derrick said, “Ain’t gonna happen. My room, my shit, so you either gonna do this or you ain’t.” The big guy said, “OK, but I got to piss,” and stood up and went to the bathroom and closed the door. I stood up and told Derrick I did not think I could take it, he was way too big. “You’ll be alright, you can take it, I got you nice and opened up and I know that hole is gonna like this. Here, you better do some big hits, you are really gonna need it this time. And don’t disappoint me, because I want to see that hole wide open and if you do a good job I got some more bull nutt myself to put up there.” With that, he put a big piece of rock on the pipe and had me take several huge hits. The guy was still in the bathroom, so Derrick took a hit, then handed me the pipe again, “You just open up – let him in – OK, just open up. You told me you could handle anything I had, so you better handle this.” I shook my head and was now feeling a little dizzy as the rock kicked in and the rush of euphoria made me feel hot from head to toe. Derrick squirted a big gob of lotion in his hand, reached out, and started rubbing it in my hole. I bent forward a little and he roughly shoved three fingers up my ass, then a fourth and worked them around. It hurt, but the cool from the lotion felt good. “Get on the bed on your hands and knees,” Derrick said. So I walked back to the end of the bed and got in position. The big guy came out of the bathroom, shut the bathroom light off, went to turn the TV off, but Derrick said, “No, I am going to watch. Here take another hit then you can hit that pussy, OK? OK? We’re just having a little fun and got some good white pussy for you to fucking breed. You said you needed some pussy tonight, well big man I’m taking care of that. So hit this pipe, then I want to see you fuck that white pussy like you want? You know? You just take it, that pussy ain’t going nowhere, so you enjoy it.” The big guy walked over to Derrick and I looked to the side as he stood there taking the hit. The shadow of that monster dick against the light from the window was amazing, but scared the hell out of me. I still didn’t think I could take it, but didn’t see much choice. I held the pillows under me tighter, opened the poppers and started taking big hits. The poppers mixed with the rock made me feel even more out of it. I was shocked back to reality as I felt the guy press between my legs and a stream of lotion flow into my crack. I put my head down as I heard him lube up his dick and looked to the side as Derrick was sitting there stroking his cock in the chair closest to the end of the bed. The big guy then started pressing the head of his dick against my hole. He didn’t say a word, just pushed his dick. My hole was open from all the fucking, but still resisted and the big guy pushed harder. My world exploded as that monster head popped through the outer ring and into my ass. I yelped, swore, saw stars and thought I was going to pass out from the pain, but that did not stop him, he just kept pushing his dick, trying to open me up. By reflex I tried to run from that dick and pull away, but his hands grabbed my ass and pulled me back towards him. “Yeah man, want to see you rape that white pussy good,” Derrick said, “That’s it, open that pussy up, yeah man, you fuck it like you want, bet you ain’t had pussy you could fuck like you want and cum inside of in a long time.” When did Derrick become an evil bastard? The big guy didn’t say anything, just pushed forward with his hips and pulled me back towards him with his hands. He paused, his dick did not feel like it was that far into me, but it hurt like fucking hell! He shifted his hands up around my waist, tightened his grip, pulled me back a little on the bed, then thrust hard and paused. I saw stars again, yelped even louder, and gasped as that knocked the wind out of me. I tried fumbling with the poppers and spilled more than I was able to sniff, but it helped. The big guy repositioned himself again, pulled back a little then thrust hard again. FUCK – it felt like he was literally splitting me open. I wanted to scream or cry out, but now when I opened my mouth just little whimpering gurgling sounds came out. The pause was even shorter this time as he pulled that monster cock back and thrust, pulled back and thrust. “Put some more lotion on that shit man,” Derrick said, “Then tear up that pussy.” The bastard was urging him on! Fucker. The big guy pulled his cock all the way out of me and that time the cry in my throat came out real loud and Derrick just chuckled. The big guy squirted some more lotion on his dick, I quickly hit the poppers, and then he was pushing that monster head back in. The monster dick head popped in through my outer ring, and I cried out again, loud as I could this time. He pulled all the way out and did it again, making me cry out even louder. I think that turned him on as the head felt even bigger and he pulled it out and popped it through several times real fast. I could barely breath from the pain now and managed to ask him to please stop. He paused and I thought thank God, I can’t take anymore. But Derrick said “Naw man, don’t stop. Told you, fuck that pussy like you want. I want to see that white pussy get raped and you’re the big man to do it, now bust it up.” What? Before I could say another word the big guy started fucking again. This time he was pushing in as far as he could with each thrust of his dick, which took him deeper and deeper up my ass. He blew out the second hole in my ass and kept going. I was whimpering, babbling, and almost crying out loud as he raped my ass and with the firm grip he had on my waist there was no where to run. Through the pain there was a new level of pleasure that I started to feel. While every thrust was excruciating, it was also feeling good too and I knew I was truly being fucked by a monster dick. Totally raw – skin on skin – deeper and harder then I could believe. The big guy kept fucking and I realized my ass must be loosening up for him (not by choice, but force) as he was fucking faster and deeper and the deeper he went, the more ecstasy I felt. I was starting to really get into it when he paused, pushed himself up behind me on his knees onto the bed, then pushed me forward and face down so I was laying flat. The pillows I had placed under my stomach for support were now under my hips, which elevated my hole a little. The big guy laid flat on top of me, reached around, and grabbed one ass cheek in each hand. He spread my ass open, worked his dick in my hole a little deeper, then put his hands back up near my head. His dick was hitting even deeper in the position and my whimpering and yelps of pain started to get louder. I had my head turned to the right thinking Derrick could hear me better and would stop the guy, but he didn’t. One thrust made me cry out really loud and this time the big guy moved his left arm under my neck, and covered my mouth with his hand. I could feel his breath on my ear and side of my face as he placed his head against mine and kept fucking. His mouth must have been open as I felt some spit from him dribble onto my face. He was totally raping me now so I tried to just focus on relaxing and letting him have my ass. I don’t know how long he fucked, it felt like forever as he laid on me pumping his raw dick in and out of my ass. I was having a hard time breathing between his hand over my mouth and his weight on me, but he did not seem to care. He started to moan and grunt and his fucking got a little faster and rougher. “That’s it man – breed that white pussy with that nutt – rape that nutt up there,” Derrick said, “Rape it harder, MAKE IT HURT!” The big guy’s moaning got louder and his grip on my face tightened – he then stopped fucking and started a guttural moan, “Uuhhhh, Uhhhh, UHHHHH” and started fucking harder and faster again. He was pulling almost all the way out and slamming in now and moaning ‘UHHHHH’ – he paused again and this time I felt his cock swell, and quiver as he started to shoot, “FUCK,” he said he as cummed way up in my guts. His orgasm rocked his body, and he then moved his hand away from my mouth, took his arm from under my neck and just lay on top of me breathing hard. It seemed like he stayed like that for a couple minutes as I felt his dick soften up inside me. I still felt full, but could tell he was not hard anymore. His dick slid out of my ass, he rolled off me, stood up, and went into the bathroom. I was still trying to catch my breath when Derrick said, “Told you you would take it,” and laughed a little. “Got this bull fucking hard hearing you cry like that you nasty little fuck, now just stay like that.” No problem, I couldn’t move. I heard the water in the tub running, the toilet flush, and the big guy came out. Derrick said, “Yo man, that was good huh?” The big guy was still breathing heavy and just said, “Yeah,” and proceeded to put his pants on and got dressed. “You up for freaking again later? Want to hit that pussy again” Derrick asked him. The big guy said, “Yeah, OK, if I can get some more of that good shit you got. That’ll work. I’m always horny as fuck when I wake up. If you still up, here’s my room number, should be up around 4:30 a.m.” And with that he left. Again? Fuck no. Not me. Derrick then opened the end of the curtains a little like before, walked over to the bed, “Now I’m gonna give you some more bull nutt,” as he climbed onto the bed, got on my back, and in one push shoved his cock balls deep into me. I barely flinched after the fuck I just took and the thought of him working the big guy’s cum into my guts made my dick hard and I started to beg him to fuck me, fuck me harder, please fuck it. Derrick grabbed my shoulders and fucked like there was no tomorrow. He was already close, “Let me hear you cry, take this nutt in that raped pussy, take this bull nutt, oh yeah yeah yeah…….” And Derrick shot his load. When he was finished he stood up, turned the lights on, and knelt back on the bed. He pushed my legs open, spread my cheeks, and probed at my hole with his fingers. “DAMN you’re open, and my man tore you up, nice mix of blood and cum back here. You been FUCKED!” as he laughed a little. Blood? Damn, well I was sure that whatever Derrick had and the big guy had I had too. The thought of them pozzing me even more made my dick even stiffer. What else did they give me? Derrick got off the bed, sat at the table, and I got up to use the bathroom. My ass was totally open and a mix of blood, cum, ass juice, and lotion started coming out. Damn – no wonder my ass hurt. I thought I was sore before! I finished, went back out to the room and sat at the table. Derrick gave me that evil grin, “You a freak boy. I like that. Glad I ran into you and you take some good dick. You want some more?” So, cum tally at the end of part 3: 1 load in my mouth when I sucked Derrick in his car, 4 loads in my ass from Derrick in his hotel room, 2 loads in my ass from the tall guy who had watched through the window then joined in 1 load from the big guy who tore me up Stay tuned for part 4 – Dick in the alley in trade and fresh jail dick