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I have a friend who's been a fuckbud for 18 years - since we lived across the street from each other in the theatre district in Manhattan. My own partner was always thrilled that Sal was so close by as he knew my buddy Sal would get into all the kinker scene-stuff that I liked and my partner didn't. Now, years later I still play with this guy even though my partner and I live in the northern burbs of NYC and he and his partner live in Jersey City. I'm in my 40s (though still play the roles of 30-somethings) in good athletic trim, just barely six foot, caucasian guy with blue eyes, silver/blond hair, average size but very hard dick - think Anderson Cooper worked out and into leather. I've been poz for 27 years. So the evening in question happened during the holidays 2009/2010. My bud Sal and his partner Dan called me for a nice long session with some new friends of theirs and I headed down to Jersey to play. Got to their place and they'd all been at it for a few hours - they were all pretty tweaked already and offered me the glass cock to get me to try and catch up some. They'd been getting to the point and asked if I wanted, but I was going to have to drive back home sometime around 4 AM and declined, saying I'd stick to the pipe and maybe a booty bump. I started pulling a long hit from the glass cock and my buddy's partner Dan says for me to shotgun a new friend of theirs, Jim - I did so and the guy's eyes widened as I blew a huge amount of smoke into his lungs and our tongues danced. I kept shotgunning him as I drew hits from the glass cock and tried to get close to the level these guys were already at. Finally, Jim lay back on the bed for a moment, and I got a good look at him - nice well-sculpted body, good pecs, nice long semi-hard cock, looked to be Italian or Hispanic and a nice face... seemed to be late thirties, early forties. Perfect. Dan whispers in my ear "Eat his ass, I've been telling him all about you". I push Jim's legs back, kneel on a pillow and dive in - he's moaning and clutching at my head with a lot of "yes, yes, yes" going on. Sal and Dan hold the pipe down near me and I take another long hit and blow the smoke slowly up the guys' hole. He seems to really dig that. Sal gives him a hit from the glass cock and then Dan says "Jim, do you want him to fuck that hole of yours" and Jim starts begging, "yes, yes, fuck me! Fuck my hole". Wasting no time, with his hole all wet from my rim job (and my cock all wet from a bit of sucking from Sal) I slowly work my cock into his hole. He's tight, but not at all resistant and soon I'm in all the way to the hilt. Jim moans and mutters, "so good, so good.." as I begin a slow twisting fuck in his beautiful hairy hole. The boys spray some Maximum Impact into a cloth and stuff it into Jim's mouth. He goes wild, screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, harder! Harder!" and I start to really pound - he pulls my face down and we start kissing and tongue wrestling. When I pull back I notice Sal and Dan and the other three guys are just watching the action, jerking dicks here and there, but totally concentrated on us. Being an exhibitionist, I don't mind and we continue a really hot fuck. Dan says to Jim - "do you want him to breed that hairy hole, man, do you want his load up there?" and Jim is saying "yes, yes, breed me man, breed me" - I build up steam and then blow in his hole, howling a bit as I do and the other guys are cheering me on, while Jim starts bucking like he's having an anal orgasm - his beautiful long cock is rock-hard and dripping, but he's not able to shoot. After pulling out, Jim thanks me and I tell everyone I'll be back in a moment, I want a quick rinse in the shower. Dan joins me and says - "Tonight was his first time partying - his first point - and that was the first time he was ever fucked". I said "excuse me?" Dan replied "yeah, remember how you were the first guy who ever fucked me, back when Sal had you come down to play the first time I met you? Remember how I was still married to my wife? Well I thought you'd be perfect to break this guy in". I looked at him with suspicion and he continued "yep, he's married, kids, the whole deal. The wife and kids are away visiting relatives in Italy for Christmas". NOW they tell me! But then again, Sal didn't tell me that DAN was married the first time Sal got me to fuck Dan (who you may have guessed is now divorced and living with Sal). We went back out to the bedroom and Jim was happily getting plowed by another one of the guys while rimming a second one. Dan said, "yeah, he came over for a blow job that we advertised on Craig's List for straight guys looking for a quick blow, and we offered him some party favors and he seemed to like everything else that was going on, so we just progressed him along..." I shook my head in disbelief as I jumped into the pile and continued with our scene...

Back in 2015, I took my first trip to Berlin for Folsom weekend. This had to be the most sexually liberating experience of my life, by far! I knew I had to experience it a second time, but only after taking a year off; I didn't want to overdo it, after all. Skipping 2016, I decided to spend the next year getting myself into a little better shape and slimming down. Maybe the second time around would be better than the first. When the time came around, I booked my ticket for Folsom 2017 and anxiously waited for the weekend to arrive. As the time got closer and closer, though, I began to get nervous. I had such a wonderful time two years prior, and suddenly I was doubting if the next time would live up to expectations. I tried as best as I could to clear my head beforehand and go in without any lingering memories of my previous experience. Day one didn't disappoint. This time round, I checked into the Axel Hotel in Schoneberg, so that I could be right next to the action. After checking in, I popped over to the nearest sex shop to make sure I had enough goodies to last at least the first couple of days. A fresh bottle of poppers and a couple pocket-sized bottles of lube later, and I went back to my hotel room to relax before the evening. Obviously, the apps were the first place to look. Being in the heart of the action, there was plenty around. Many guys started to arrive that day (I got there on a Wednesday) so I was catching them fresh off the plane and ready to fuck. Not soon after firing up Scruff did I get a message from a guy in the hotel wanting to pop over. Nice-looking silverfox, vers. top, and smooth body. He came up and we played around a bit. When it got down to the nitty-gritty, he laid face-up on the bed begging for my cock...so much for him being a vers-top! Knowing I wanted to go around for some action later, I really tried to control my balls while fucking him. I'm not much of a rough top, but I also don't go so slowly that the bottom gets bored. I did, however, stop myself around 4 times over the next 15 minutes or so; my ass is not very welcoming once my nuts empty. I don't think my guy minded, as he blasted off a decent load after I stopped short of cumming for the last time. Being a cum-hungry slut, I pulled out and licked his load off of his chest. My intent was to fuck him more, but he didn't seem to be interested in bottoming anymore once he shot off. His cum tasted great, though! He towelled off, and headed back to his room. My inaugural load of the weekend still resting inside my own prostate for later... Checking my phone after he left, I found another Scruff message from a local guy this time. Folsom seems to be the weekend that the locals skip town, but this guy hit me up clearly wanting to experience an out-of-towner. About my age, slightly shorter, and very fit, he said he was heading for a run after work and wanted to stop by my room afterwards to release his tension. He then sent me a picture of a thick uncut cock - about 7.5 inches - and told me that there's only one place it wanted to be. I said that I'd be ready and waiting for it once he was ready. Fast forward around 45 minutes, and my sexy German man showed up. He was honestly one of the best kissers I've had in my life! Starting slow and passionately, we worked our way up to his aggressively positioning me into submission. He didn't wait for me to kneel down to worship his cock; he laid me down at the end of the bed and fed it to me. This guy knew exactly what he wanted, and he wasn't leaving until he got it. I must have sucked his dick for at least 15 minutes, alternating between my own motion where he just stood back and let me take control, and him feeding me and taking charge. All the while, he reached down my backside and gently fingered my hole. Soon enough, he grabbed my shoulders and directed me to turn the other way on the bed. Arching my back, i let him rim my ass. I can't stress this enough: I...LOVE...getting rimmed!!! The feeling of a wet tongue lathering my waiting hole makes me moan in ecstasy and practically beg to get fucked. I grabbed the lube and put it down toward the middle of the bed. When I saw my guy reach for it, I mentally started preparing myself for taking his thick member in my tight hole. Because he was a bit thick, it didn't exactly go in easy. Thankfully, though, he was patient and knew how to work it in. He started out by having me stand up and bend over with legs spread; being a tall guy (6'2") this is usually only plausible with another guy my height. He made it work, though, as he spread my legs wide enough to get at the right height. Starting slow, he worked his way in until I had all 7.5 inches inside. Taking one or two slow strokes hearing me moan in pleasure. Then, it began: he started pounding away with conviction! I was grunting like crazy! This had to have turned on my German top guy even more, as he seemed to keep fucking me with more enthusiasm the more noise I made. After a bit, he put my face up on the bed, eased his way in again, and started pumping away again. This happened in at least 4 different positions over the next half-hour. Finally.... "I'm gonna cum! You want it?" "Fuck yeah! Cum inside me!" I then felt a hard stroke all the way inside me and then about seven big blasts of man-milk dumping inside me. I absolutely love it when a guy stops fucking with his full dick inside me and just blasts. It means that every inch is against the walls of my ass just ready to feel every last bit of skin pulsing as each volley erupts out of his balls and empties into my willing cunt. After the squirting subsided, we stayed in position as we let out the last of our moans and grunts. My top man collapses onto my back, and we finish with a long hot snog. Turning me over, he wanted to jerk me to completion, but I wasn't close. We catch our breath, and he then tells me to save my cum for later, as he encouraged me to go out and slut it up that evening. He left and said on his way out that I should hit him up over the weekend if I wanted a repeat (I did, but that'll cum later). After he left, I noticed something that made my heart skip a beat... I left the curtains open. Even though this was the sixth floor, I didn't realise that the balcony of the adjacent room was in full view of my bed. I walked over to the sliding door to notice my hotel-neighbour out there giving me a wink as he grabbed his crotch. He saw and heard the whole thing, and apparently liked what he saw! I nodded over, and soon enough, it was time for round 2... **to be continued**

Here's another real experience for you guys that like the true stories (not that we ALL don't like the fiction! Some of these guys are awesome writers!). It was a get-together in late winter with my twisted bud Darren for a pig session at his place up in Inwood. I had actually worked with him professionally before I knew what he was into - he was director for a musical I had a large role in, and then we appeared together in a drama, before he pulled me aside one night and said "I've been told by a mutual friend that you're a real expert on kink and edge-play and parTying groups..." I was surprised - he was married, had two adult kids... but he tells me he's always been bi, was divorcing his wife, and was looking for a "mentor" to help him really find his "inner pig"... that was a bit less than a year and a half ago, and boy has he learned a lot. Now he's got his own place, with a sling permanently up, and a rim seat as part of the regular furniture. I brought my friend Todd, probably one of my longest term fuck-buds, about 8 years now. He's another clean-cut looking jock type that hides a real pig inside - same worked out build as me, same coloring, but a bit taller, broader, cock proportionately larger and his darker hair color makes him appear hairier from a distance. He and I look enough a like to be confused as brothers, which is a fantasy I sometimes like to play as we're doing a scene - two nasty brother POZ pigs working on some guys together... Oddly, Todd and Darren never met, they kind of traveled in different groups of my play friends, and I thought he would be a fun addition. We arrived late afternoon, and it seems the other guests were putting off their arrival by a couple of hours, so we had time for a heavy 3-WAY first. Todd and Darren were immediately taken with each other, especially discovering their mutual water-sports addictions... both loved taking my chem piss up the butt or down their throats during a session, so I made sure I had plenty of fluids available, especially for me. With a real twisted fist vid playing we got out the glass cock and started shot-gunning each other. The "administrator" was with the group arriving late, so we worked with the glass cock and booty-bumps 'til he could arrive. After a number of hits we started to feel the magic and we dove into 3-way daisy-chain rimming on Darren's large play bed in his play room. Hit the pipe again, then "switched sides" so that everyone had tasted each others hot hairy hole. Time for fucking! I topped each in turn - when fucking Todd, he was pushing a glass dildo in Darren's hole while Darren really worked my nips... when fucking Darren, Todd was behind me chowing down on my hole. Neither got hard enough to fuck me, and after a few more puffs we moved on to toys. Darren has an amazing collection of toys, especially for someone who basically collected them in the last year! He's got a number of attachments for his pump - they both immediately got the nip cylinders on my nips and pumped them to huge proportions - no surprise there. Todd had the biggest cock of three of us, and though he wasn't getting hard we got him pumped up... Darren started with a pump that suctions out your rosebud, and got his asscunt lips really puffy and open. Then toys went up all three pigholes - of varying sizes with lots of bumps and twists and turns... knowing I was likely to be shortchanged in the "real" cock department, as there were times that I was the ONLY one hard at a party, they worked me over with a cool vibrating dildo that also has a series of metal balls running down the sides in a channel, so when they move through the dildo it's a continuing wave feeling. That felt awesome. Hours later the other guys arrived, a hot guy, Vaun, of Pakistani descent from Trinidad, and a big burly muscular hispanic guy named Eddie who'd done some boxing and was new to the whole scene as he'd gotten divorced recently and admitted he'd rather do men - he was POZ however, but not from a gay sex experience. He was, supposedly, JUST a top and did not get fucked... but Vaun had insisted that he get cleaned out before this party and made him do so before they came... which turned out to be a good thing. We pulled out the glass cock - filled it a couple of times in fact - as we got the guys up to speed... lots of shot-gunning, and Eddie got very friendly and loosened up, which Vaun whispered was unusual... I finally got fucked for a bit - Vaun had fucked me on past occasions and did so now (not a huge cock, but THICK) as I variously blew both Todd and Eddie, rimmed Todd, then convinced Eddie to let me rim him - and after some hesitation he rolled back, lifted those big muscular legs on that hairless hispanic butt and showed me a tight pink hole - I went nuts on it! Vaun moved off to fuck Darren in the sling while I chowed down on that gorgeous he-man butt and Eddie started to thrash and moan. Todd, catching on as usual to what I was doing, got the pipe and started shot-gunning both of us, feeding Eddie his big floppy cock between Eddie's hits. You guessed it... not too long and Todd was helping me get my cock in Eddie's hole as he was BEGGING for it. (Turns out he had been fucked briefly twice before - poorly he said - and didn't think it was his thing). He started to scream for more and I really laid it on him for about 40 minutes in all sorts of positions, while Todd continued with us switching back and forth, getting his cock and ass eaten and sucking Eddies cock or rimming the hell out of my hole while I fucked Eddie into the world of the versatiles! After a long satisfying fuck, I knew my pozload was ready to spew, and when I told him he told me to give it to him and fill him up. I blew my wad up his seldom-used before manhole, and Todd and I rimmed him and tasted my load, the three of us swapping deep cumkisses and tongue fucking each other. I finally broke for a while to do a watersports scene with Todd and Darren in the shower, and Eddie was in shortly begging for chem piss in his butt! I'm a nice guy - I gave it! No one else got hard that evening (the only downer for me) but after a few more fucks from me to the guys I headed out, as I had been there 10+ hours already and needed to get home to my partner, to tell him the stories when he woke up next morning, and so I left them all with toys up their butts as they continued well into the daylight. Darren tells me Eddie would like to get together again "REAL SOON"! *again a true story with names changed slightly to protect the guilty!*

At the baths a couple weeks ago - doin' my regular party, leather, whore thing. I guess it was around 3 am on Saturday morning when I saw these two leather guys in one of the double rooms. The 'boy' was probably around 30, built, pierced nipples, leather harness and chaps. His 'Daddy' was closer to my age (mid 50s) good shape, but thinner, also in a leather harness and chaps. They were kicked back on the bed smoking cigarettes - looked like they were takin' a break. We all nodded at each other, and then I moved on down the hallway toward my room. Fuck! I couldn't decide if I wanted to fuck the boy, or get fucked by his Daddy - and that was assuming they wanted a third party.... I shut the door to my room, grabbed my glass pipe and started warming the bowl with my torch. There was still plenty of T left in the bottom - and in less than a minute I was inhaling a thick column of white smoke deep into my lungs. I lay back and fingered my warm hole while the drug leached into my bloodstream - a combination of cum and lube oozing out onto the black rubber sheet I'd brought with me. My cock wasn't totally ruined by Tina, but it sure wasn't rock hard either. I sat up and fished through my duffle bag until I found the brown pill bottle that held an assortment of favors - X, V, K and more T. I shook a half of a 'little blue pill' out and washed it down with some water. Now I needed to wait about 30 minutes. I took off the two cheap rubber cockrings that I was wearing to make sure my cock had plenty of blood flow, but left the heavy chrome donut ring in place. Even soft, I had to admire the thickness of my pierced cock. It had made many men happy over the years. And even though I consider myself more of a bottom, I still like seeing my meat disappear into a hot man's fuckhole! I laid back with a cigarette and watched Corey Jay fuck himself with a huge dildo on the tiny TV in the room. It was some sort of jail/cop scene, and he was showing the rest of the prisoners how to take cock. Fuck, he's hot! Wish I'd brought my portable DVD player and some BB movies. Nuthin' gets me hornier than seein' big, gapin' muscleholes drippin' cum, or takin' a leatherman's fist. The Viagra was startin' to kick in - my cock was fillin' out with no effort on my part! I smeared some grease on my balls and cinched a leather ballstretcher tightly around them. Pulled my leather harness over my head and snapped on some wide leather armbands above my biceps. Damn! Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I looked pretty fuckin' hot! "Fuck yeah!" I said quietly, boosting my confidence before going on the prowl. It was late, and I was on the 3rd floor, so I didn't worry about walkin' around without a towel or jock. Hell, I wanted everyone to get a good look at my swollen meat. With the cockring, ballstretcher and "00" gauge PA, it was one mean lookin' fucktool. And the Viagra gave it a mind of its own! One last look in the mirror, and I headed out into the hallway. I passed a coupla young twinks who gave me the onceover and giggled nervously as they ran on past. I stuck my head in a few open doorways where a muscled ass would raise off the bed begging to be bred. One room had a guy leaning back against one of the black-painted plywood walls while a hungry cocksucker on his knees slobbered all over his hard cock. I nodded my approval to the top, and he grinned back, sharing the brotherhood of power that a man's pulsing cock holds over a hungry pig. I was almost to the end of the hallway where my boy/Daddy duo had the corner room. The door was still open, and a couple of guys in towels were standing just outside checking out the occupants. They weren't bad looking, but it didn't look like they were into the leather scene (though looks are often deceiving...). My cock twitched at the thought of the 'boy's' rounded ass, framed by his black leather chaps. Being taller than the two guys at the door, I was able to look over their heads into the room. Daddy and boy were still propped on the bed, occasionally taking a drag off their cigarettes. The fluctuating light from the X-rated video gave a kind of strobe effect on their bodies, allowing only bits and pieces to be seen at any one time. They were both slowly stroking their cocks - not really jacking off - just keeping them semihard and showing them off. Daddy was closest to the door, but I think boy noticed me first. He leaned over to Daddy and whispered something in his ear. Daddy slowly nodded and whispered something back. Daddy got up and walked over to the door, reached between the two gawkers, and pulled me by my harness into the room! boy scooted over on the bed, making room for me, while Daddy shut the door and dug through one of their bags on the floor. I was quickly pushed down on the bed and boy swallowed my Viagra-stiff cock in his warm mouth. We were in a 69 position with my boots on the floor and boy's thick cock dangling in my face. I wrapped my hands around his muscular, leather-wrapped thighs, and took his cock in my mouth. In the near-darkness, I could hear Daddy moving around the small room, occasionally growling words of encouragement as he watched his boy service my cock. "That's it boy - suck that big cock. Show 'im what a whore you are. Fuckin' leatherpigwhore! Yeah...that's it! Get it good an' wet... polish that ring, boy...damn he's got a big dick!" I felt Daddy's hand wrap around my leather-wrapped nutsack and give it a slow tug. "Mmmmmmmm," I moaned, not able to say anything with cock stuffed in my mouth. The tension from his hand and boy's sucking made my cock throb to full hardness. My hands wandered from boy's thighs inward to the crack of his musclebutt. He adjusted his legs a little, giving be better access to his butt, and my right index finger found his lubed hole! Just as my finger slid in the boy's hole, Daddy slid his finger in mine. I faked a flinch and a moan of pain, trying to give the effect that I didn't get fucked - much. The more I worked the boy's hole, the more Daddy worked mine. He pulled out for a few seconds, and when he slid his finger back in, I felt that familiar burn! "Oww!" I said, tightening my greasy hole. "Oh, sorry," Daddy said calmly. "I didn't mean to hurt you." The burn spread throughout my hole, turning into a throbbing warmth. I had just been stealthbumped! Our little game continued, with two more booty bumps that I faked not knowing about. I was really hungry now, and needed his cock in my hole. It was all I could do not to throw the boy off, and take his Daddy's cock in me. It wasn't long before I felt the fat cockhead poking my buzzed sphincter. I thought I'd have a little more fun - reaching down, I stroked his fat cock, feeling its heat. "Ya got a rubber, man?" I mumbled, with the boy's cock thumping on my chest. He paused; then reached over to the bedside table and grabbed one of the cheap, foil- wrapped condoms provided by the bathhouse. I glanced toward the wall, and could see him stretching the thin rubber with his thumb until it broke! He rolled the thin rubber onto his cock, and let me feel the ridge at the base of his meat. Satisfied...I spread my legs and let him slide into me. "Fucccckkkkkk!" I moaned, not so much out of pain or ecstasy, but more out of satisfaction that I finally had an almost raw cock fucking me. boy sat up, straddling my face and pinning me down with his muscular ass. I could tell they were kissing, obviously satisfied that their stealth bumping and stealth raw fucking had worked. Daddy picked up the pace of his fucking, and it felt like the shredded condom was rolling back on his cock like a cockring! "Yeah Daddy! Fuck him! Fuck his whore hole!" boy chanted, enjoying watching his Dad's thick cock breeding a strange fuckhole. "Oh fuck! Yeah! Fuck me! Yeah! Unggh! Fuck! Unnggghhh!" I panted, enjoying every deep thrust from the hot leatherman. I heard the two of them whispering, but couldn't hear what they were saying - but I was soon to find out. boy had grabbed the bag of "T" and sprinkled some on his Daddy's cock. More burn as he slid back in - I didn't care now - just enjoying the ride! "I think he likes your dick, Dad!" boy observed. "Yeah! He's good 'n' open now, son. Ya wanna give him a try?" he offered. boy climbed off my face and walked toward the edge of the bed. I was sad to give up the sweaty/cummy smell of his ass, but couldn't wait to get that young, hard cock in me. He was hung thicker than his Daddy, and had a beautiful, thick foreskin that covered his cockhead even when hard. A thick vein ran down the top of the shaft, making it look even thicker. Damn, I needed that dick in me - - - NOW! As Daddy pulled out, I looked down at the remains of the condom hanging from his cock. I tried to give a horrified look - to which he just gave me an evil grin. He knew that I was too fucked up to protest, as his boy pushed my legs back and sank his uncovered cock deep into my pulsing chute. "Holy shit!" I hissed, staring at the two of them with unblinking, drugged eyes. "Fuck!" was all I could say, as my tweeked body gave in completely to the stealth chemfuck! The boy's cock was everything I could have hoped for - rock hard, beercan thick, and burning hot in my ass! The two studs took turns pounding my ass for what seemed like hours. Both had also been partying (I found out later), so neither was able to load me with cum. But on an occasional break, they would open their door to the hallway, and invite strangers to come in and fuck me. Any loads were fucked in deeper by Daddy or his boy. - - - "You havin' a good time, pig?" Daddy asked. "Fuck, yeah!" I grinned back, fingering my vibrating hole. "You know why you're havin' such a good time?" he asked. " 'Cause I'm with two hot guys?" I answered dumbly. "Well, there is that," he grinned, leaning over and kissing his boy deeply. "But, we've been feeding your ass with crystal meth the whole time, an' you are so fuckin' high right now, that you'd do anything to get your hole plowed!" he said, holding up a nearly empty baggy of white crystals. "An' you remember how worried you were about gettin' fucked without a rubber? Well, you've been takin' both our raw poz cocks since we started - - - plus all the guys we brought in here to fuck you are buddies of ours - an' you're full o' poz cum right now. Whachoo think o' that, pig?" he snarled. "I don't fuckin' care, sir. This is the best fuckin' time I've ever had - - - an' I want more of it!" I said staring deeply into his black eyes. "That's my boy!" he grinned, licking his index finger, dipping it in the baggy and shoving the bump up my hole. When I heard my room number being called for renewal, I asked if they were going to be around for awhile. "Yeah - we're here for the weekend - maybe longer," Daddy replied, stroking his glistening cock. I excused myself, and went back to my room to get my towel and go downstairs to renew for another 8 hours.On the way back, I stopped in my room, drank a whole liter of water, smoked a cigarette and fired up my glass pipe (like I needed it!). Amazingly, the Viagra was still working, and my cock was still pretty hard. I went back to their room, and we continued playing on and off until Sunday afternoon. By that time, I had fucked both of them, and we had progressed to dildos and fists - - - and the occasional hung stranger . I never let on that I knew about their stealthing from the beginning - - - knowing that it helped to fuel their fantasy about turning a safesex puritan into a raw, Tina whore!

I felt his cock pulse four or five times, signaling that he was dumping a load of hot cum in my ass. I couldn't really "feel" the cum shots, but there was an unmistakable warmth that spread in my butt as the jizz pooled inside me. He slowly pulled his softening cock out, grabbed a nearby towel and wiped his cumslick meat before standing up and wrapping his own clean towel around his waist and walking out the door. I would have preferred cleaning his cock with my mouth, but that evidently was not his deal. In fact, I don't think he ever uttered a word. Just walked into my room, pushed my legs back, and fucked until he came. No complaints here. He had a thick cock and left me with another load. That's why I cum to the baths. I reached over to the plywood table and grabbed a pack of Camels and a lighter. Lit the cigarette and then fished my phone out of my duffel and texted "Hungry?" to my bathhouse buddy Roger. In less than a minute, my phone pinged with a response - "On my way!" Roger's a cumwhore, too - but he likes eating his from freshly fucked ass. The door creaked open, and Roger's face peered in. I motioned him in. Roger's around 60, in good shape, a little on the thin side, shaved head, always tan - and always hungry. He immediately climbed between my legs, pushed them back and started licking my oozing hole. "White guy - around 40 - fat dick," I spoke, filling in the few details about whose cum he was tasting. "Mmmmmmphh!" ."Roger grunted in approval. "Pump and dump - about four minutes." "Mmmmm - fuck!" "Marine Corps tat." "Mmmmmm-hmmmmph!" "Uncut." "Fuck yes! Mmmmmph!" "Never said a word." "Oh fuck!" Roger said. "I think I saw him headed down the stairs to the showers. - - - Damn, that tasted good! Nuthin' like jarhead cum!" Roger let my legs down on the bed, and took a seat off to the side of the double bed. "Smoke?" I offered him a cigarette. He took one and I lit it for him, and a fresh one for me. I stood up and stretched, and also shut the door on the small cubicle. Turned the light up - just a little. "So, what's the crowd like?" I asked. "Not bad - for 5 am on a Sunday," he answered. " "Coupla guys workin' the gloryholes in the maze, and a tweaked out guy sounding his cock in the far corner room up here. There were a couple of hot leather guys earlier, but I don't know whether they hooked up - or just got tired and left." "Were they together?" I asked, playing with my limp dick in my slimy jock. "Hard to tell." Roger said. "They definitely knew each other, but looked like they were cruising separate. One in leather chaps and harness - the other in a leather jock and harness. Hot guys." "Guess I need to get out and let 'em see this hungry hole," I grinned, sliding two fingers in my slick pucker. "Wanna smoke before we go?" I asked, holding the glass pipe up in front of Roger's face. "Mmmmm - twist my arm, fucker!" he grinned back. I fired up the torch under the glass bowl, waving it slowly back and forth to heat the crystal. Love watching it vaporize and that thick, white cloud start to work its way up the pipe. I took a deep hit, and then handed the pipe and torch to Roger. He repeated the process, and we both sat back to enjoy the cloud. "I'll head out first, so they wont think we're together," Roger said, adjusting his junk in his standard issue white jock. "As if there's anybody out there...." he smirked. As soon as he was out the door, I located by pill bottle and shook a tab of X out and downed it with some Gatorade. I checked the J-Lube bottle - it was about half full - I'd need to mix some more up if things went well! (I bring the powdered version, a large plastic container and a plastic whisk. Then I fill the container with water and heat it in the downstairs "cantina" before adding the powder. Nothin' like fresh, warm, J-lube being pumped in your greedy hole!) Then, slid on my black leather jock (with the codpiece pouch) and my leather harness, grabbed my key and headed out in search of more cock. Roger was right. The place was pretty dead. I heard loud snores coming from a few of the rooms. Several doors were open - but the rooms were vacant - waiting for the cleaning crew to get them ready for the next horny guy. The maze was closed (had one of those yellow "Wet Floor" signs blocking the entrance, and I could hear the slosh of water, as some hapless staffperson mopped the cummy floor. It would be out of commission for at least an hour, until the floor had dried and the fumes from the strong cleaning solution had dissipated. Slowly made my way down one of the side hallways, walking slow enough to check for any action, without looking too interested... On the right, a door open - tall, black guy standing against the wall - white muscleboy on his knees, slobbering on a thick piece of dickmeat. I stared for awhile, rubbing my crotch, and pinching my nips (the X was starting to kick in!). They didn't invite me in, but didn't seem to mind me watching their hot scene. I continued down the hallway and turned the corner. First room on the left there was a guy - doggy position - ass in the air - in black jock. As asses go, it was gorgeous - muscled, slightly hairy, shaved hole. a slight film of lube around the ring. (If I weren't so partied up, I would've fucked it.) I stepped into the room and ran my finger around the hole - - - he moaned. Let my middle finger penetrate his pucker - - - he gasped briefly - then relaxed and opened his assmuscle. I played with his hole for awhile, massaging his insides (just the way I like it!), while rubbing my x'ed out tits, and watching the porn on the small, cheap tv monitor. "Nice hole, pig," I whispered. He whimpered, as I added a second finger, then a third. "Mmmmm! Hungry pig!" I added. In the mirror, I could see we had attracted some interest from the hallway. Having no hard dick to fuck this hot butt, I bent over next to his ear and whispered, "If you wanna play with another tweaked, hardcore pig, i'm in room 312. Have fun!" I walked out the door and let the others work their way in. Amazingly, playing with that pig's hole had stirred a few twitches in my pitiful Tina cock. I checked the rest of the halls on that floor, and then went back to my room on the third floor. When I got back, I shut the door, found my pill bottle and located a 1/2 of one of those "little blue pills." Washed it down with some Gatorade, and resisted the temptation to smoke some more T.

So, I was caught in the act. My hotel neighbour was out on his balcony having a simple phone call and he glanced over to watch me getting plowed in numerous positions before having my top guy blast inside me. Certainly not what he expected when he stepped outside. I admit, I was slightly embarrassed at the fact that I left the curtain open, unaware that anyone could have been watching. When he saw my shocked face once I went to the door afterwards, I wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Instead, he grabbed his bulge and gave me a quick wink. Standing there in my grey boxer-briefs, I nodded back. He disappeared back in his room, and I could only hope he was going to make his way over. I heard a knock on my door a minute later, and let him in. I still looked very sheepish, as if I had done such a bad thing by putting myself in a position to be watched. Gladly, it didn't seem to bother him one bit. The door shut behind him, and I was immediately ordered on my knees. I unsnapped his trousers to find a sizeable bulge wrapped in tight white briefs. I was instantly turned on - I failed to mention that my neighbour was a dark-skinned black guy and the contrast of the white against his dark skin was more than enough to whet my appetite. I barely pulled his jeans over his front protrusion, and he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me onto his bulge. "Sniff it boy." My mouth right up against it and I took a waft of cock and started licking the outline of his ball sack. I started working my way onto his shaft and followed the leftward tilt of his protrusion before being yanked back front-and-centre. "Not yet. I'll tell you when." I kept my place, opening my mouth a bit to take a mouthful of cotton-wrapped testicles in, licking all around. A couple minutes in, he asked if I wanted it. I replied back "Yes, sir!" and he moved my head over to the side and pulled his hangers out. I took the left one into my mouth and worked it for a bit, hearing his gentle moans; then moved over to the right one to repeat. I then licked the base of his shaft, my mouth practically begging for the taste of his cock. He tugged his waistband upwards just enough to where the rest of it fell out in front of me - all 9 inches of it, cut and thick. I worked my mouth up the shaft to the head and engulfed the tip inside my lips. A cock this big was going to take some practice, but I was fully prepared for it. A deep breath, and then I went down as far as I possibly could. I couldn't make it all the way down, but maybe about 7 or 8 inches of it, where my ears were greeted with a big sigh of pleasure. I did my usual oral magic on it; started out relatively slow and working my way more intensely. Every few minutes, going all the way down on it (or as much as I could) and holding position. Soon, it was more than he could bear. "Now it's my turn slut boy" Having seen my previous encounter, he knew what I liked and how. He flipped me over onto the bed and noticed the bottle of brand new poppers. Grabbing them, he twisted the cap open and held to my right nostril. "Til the count of 10. One, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.....9 1/2....10" I heard him spit into his hand, which he used to rub against my already jizzed hole. Then the left nostril, where he counted slightly slower. "One, 2, 3....4.....5.....6....7, 8, 9........Ten" My brain was swirling. This is a brand new bottle, so they were still quite strong. He then took a deep hit of his own and pushed his way in. It felt absolutely massive! At least 2 inches longer than my previous guy and a bit thicker. I could feel him opening me up even more, pushing the wad of cream already there deeper inside. I can tell when he felt it too, as his moaning got louder as his dick sunk deeper in. Thank god for those poppers, though. His cock was so big that my moans and grunts were quite loud. He grabbed my shoulder and kept my upper body pressed against the bed while he worked my upturned ass. He fucked quite aggressively and with purpose; owning my hole the entire time. "Take that big dick, slut. Let me breed that cunt." I couldn't control my noises while he pounded away. The pillows didn't dampen it much. He just kept laying it in me, grunting and talking dirty to me for the next 10 minutes. At a certain point, I felt the head get more plump and rigid. He was ready to spray. "Take my cum bitch! You want it?" "PLEASE, sir. Cum inside me!" "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, FUUUCK!" I felt a really warm sensation deep inside me as I heard some of the loudest orgasmic grunts in my life. All nine inches pulsing, dumping a second load in my already wet cunt. At least seven strong squirts before somewhat subsiding, he kept it in for another minute and I could feel the minor spurts every 5 seconds or so. He didn't take it out until I milked every last drop. After he did, I felt a strong slap on my ass-check and could hear him pull up his jeans and button up. Without words, he left while I still lay face down on the bed in total ecstasy. It was easily five minutes before I could stand back up. Once I did, my legs were practically like jelly. I'd barely been there three hours and had some of the most intense sex of my life. It had only just now gotten dark outside. I made my way over to the shower wondering if I should go out that night to try and get more dick; but a part of me didn't think I could beat the experience of the last two guys who came over. After a little bit of time, I threw on a tanktop, jockstrap, and jeans and made my way down the street. I figure I'll have a couple of drinks first and decide from there. If this is how the first day went, I couldn't have imagined how the rest of it would go... **to be continued**

After a great night's sleep, I figured I'd spend the bulk of my last full day in town to do all the touristy stuff. Having quite the evening the previous night, it felt nice to take a break from constantly being bent over and stuffed full. Berlin is a great city, and I wanted to take it all in - no puns intended. After taking the day to relax, I thought I'd try my luck at getting one last good fuck of the weekend to cap it all off. Based on what was happening on the apps, I wasn't alone! Every bottom boy frustrated by taking far more cocks than loads was looking for their last hurrah. I had a few prospects, but they turned out to be flaky or too far away to be practicable. I nearly gave up when I got an alert from my phone about a new Planet Romeo message. I checked out the profile to find a stunning German blond-haired, blue-eyed hunk starring in the photos. Probably the first "local" that messaged me all week. Coming from a touristy city already (New Orleans), it's a well known fact that the locals leave town during big festival weekends and only return once the madness dies down. This guy was no different. His profile was very direct - one thing I love about German men. It mentioned the "orange" of the hanky code - basically anything goes - and had a trove of pics of all sorts. He was upfront, however, and said that this particular evening he really was just looking for a good old fashioned fuck. Fine by me! He gave me his address and I made the short walk over. What I didn't realise was that this short walk took me right through the heart of a well-known block of female prostitutes. I was polite, but clearly went on my way. I found my way to his building and he buzzed me in. Leaving my shoes at the door, we settled inside and immediately started passionately kissing. He was totally nude when I arrived, but I was in my tank-top and jeans; the jeans quickly slipped off revealing my brand new black briefs matching my top. His cock was rock hard, and I did what any boy would do and dropped straight to my knees to service it. It was a very nice size; maybe around 8 inches or so, average thickness, and obviously uncut. This wasn't the night to be slutty, so I treated it like it was a normal get together with a well-known fuckbuddy. This turned out to be a natural thought as he very closely resembled a guy I knew back in London that I'd always fantasised about but never hooked up with. My mind just imagining my London buddy being the one on the receiving end. After a while, I stood up for another good snog, and he returned the favour and worked my cut cock as well. After a good bit of passionate foreplay, he led me to his bedroom where the fun continued. I gently dropped back first onto his mattress with him falling on top of me as we continued making out. We went for a second round of mutual oral before he reached for his bottle of lube situated right by the bed. He put just enough on his erect tool and also on my hole to get it ready. After all of the dick I'd taken in the previous day, I was nervous that he'd fall in TOO easy, but to my satisfaction it was a perfect fit. I guided his hips forward to ease him inside and we started fucking. This was very intense. Not too fast, not too slow, just a nice rhythm changing pace as need be. No words were spoken, we just let our natural man-sounds guide our way. I was in bottom heaven! This is exactly the kind of fuck I was hoping to cap my week off with. I laid back and let my hunky German top just do whatever he wanted in whatever way he wanted while I just took it and responded with the pleasurable moaning that only comes forth naturally with a good deep down dicking. He went on for at least 20 or so minutes when the moment finally came: "I'm getting close boy" As good as the fucking was, I was extremely turned on at the anticipation of how awesome the finish would feel. I reflexively exclaimed out "fuck yeah, give it to me" in response. "Beg for it! Tell me you want it in that slut hole!" After a whole session of no words, this is the part where our true piggy selves came out, and I started begging and pleading for his cum. "Yeah man, breed my slut hole! I want your cum so bad." He ordered me to start pinching his nipples and continue begging. After another minute, his face contorted into that face we bottom sluts know all too well - the "O" face. I continued begging until I could feel that hot warm goodness build up as it unleashed in my hole. Both of us grunting in ecstasy as my stud emptied his built up seed deep inside me. To my surprise - and pleasure - he didn't rush to pull out afterwards and went back to snogging me while still inside of me. He shot his wad, now he wanted me to shoot mine! We kissed more, which I started working my cock. Getting it to full attention, I started working it a little more fiercely and let out my pre-ejaculative moans. He went down to my cock and engulfed the head right as I started squirting - emptying 2 days of seed into his willing mouth. I must have let out at least 10-15 squirts, not including a couple of aftershocks. He came back up to my face with a grin, and I knew what he was about to do. He kissed me open mouth with my wad still inside - a snowball in September. A fitting and intense end to what was at that point the sluttiest weekend of my life. We hung around continuing to kiss more until we both caught our breath. A quick chat afterwards, and I got dressed again and made my way back to my hotel. I told him if I was ever in the area again, that I'd look him up for a repeat. I arrived back at my hotel and had another good nights sleep with an ass full of jizz for the second night in a row. The next day was the journey back home. I didn't know what to expect when this wild weekend started, but I don't regret it one bit. I knew one day I'd return for another weekend of debauchery, but I wanted to give it some time so that it didn't feel so routine. I planned on skipping Folsom the following year and returning the year after to see if the experience would be any different and sluttier. Until we meet again...Danke Shoen, Berlin!

I had a quick currywurst after my eventful morning, still feeling the creamy gooeyness of my morning exploit. Finally, my first load of the long weekend! Now it was time to get ready for the evening's main event: the Biohazard Group Sex Party. After a quick shower, I made my way down to Schoneberg that afternoon and popped into the local sex shop to see if there was any hot new gear that I could get to show off that night. I obviously picked up a bottle of lube - no self-respecting bottom goes without it - and a snug new black jockstrap. I also found a selection of t-shirts with various words on them that were apparently intended to convey just what kind of slut you were; there were some for "Pitcher" (top), "Dominant", etc. - I picked up the two that I felt described me the most: "Catcher" and "Toxic". I was, after all, headed to a bareback sex party that evening. I could see a small smirk from the guy behind the till once he glimsped the words on my t-shirts - hopefully I'd see him later on and he could experience it for sure. The rest of the afternoon was fairly uneventful. I tried to find another load or two before the evening, but to no avail. It honestly wasn't very surprising considering most guys wanted to save their cum for whatever action was abound for the evening. At around 7 p.m., I relaxed into bed with my vibrator and made sure that there was no issue with being too tight for the evening. Finally, after some time, the event I was waiting all weekend for came around. I put on that brand new black jockstrap along with the "Toxic" shirt; everyone at that party knows what they were getting into, so this is no place for apologies. I grabbed a light jacket to put over it, as it was a bit chilly that evening, and made the short walk to the club hosting the party. There was a LONG queue outside which gave me a good idea of the caliber of men to expect inside. It was quite a range of types, which I like - I find many types of men sexy. One by one, we're all let inside and handed a bag to put any clothing to check in; unlike the previous evening, you had the option to remain somewhat clothed in case you were wearing any fetish gear. I undressed down to the jockstrap and descriptive t-shirt, checked in the bag, and headed down the stairs not fully knowing what exactly was awaiting me. Although I got there fairly early, there were quite a few men already there having sex once I stepped through the main dungeon doors. I made a slow walk-through of the whole club, checking out the men. Afterwards, I got a drink at the bar and found an empty corner to relax and clear my head before trying for dick. I kept my eyes peeled on any guys walking by; after the last bit of my lager, I felt a strong hand brush up against my side. To my pleasure, it was my hot stud from the morning joining the party! We greeted each other with a hot snog, and I let him fondle all over me as we started to attract some attention. This turned the both of us on even more, and I whispered in his ear "let's give them a show" and then dropped to my knees to begin sucking his cock again. A few of our spectators then moved closer, which let to a small group circling around me with cocks out just begging for attention. I made my way from member to member until the point where my morning buddy got behind me and raised my hips. It was time to start fucking. One of the older guys in the group, then offered me a hit of his poppers and I took a good hit. Slowly I felt the same thick cock glide inside me once again, and I let out a sound of ecstasy. I was guided over to where I was leaning against the wall, bent slightly over with ass out for all takers. Over what seemed like an hour, at least 5 guys kept taking turns stuffing my insides with meaty uncut cock. Each time one seemed to get too close to the edge, they'd stop and let another guy in. I knew no one wanted to blast their seed too early, but each time it made me crave their cum more and more. After a bit, it was breaktime, the group around me disbanded, and I went to the bar for another drink and sat down to relax. After finishing, I made my way around the club again when I caught the eye of a beefy Spaniard who intercepted my path. We started making out and playing and then we were joined by the hot daddy with poppers from the earlier group. The daddy stood in front of me to suck his cock which he fed me a good hit of his little brown bottle for the hot Spanish guy to have his turn. This guy was quite the fucker, too! His cock wasn't too huge, but what he had could work me quite well. He said something to me in Spanish after a bit - which he could tell I didn't understand so he repeated in English: "you should let my husband in that hot ass of yours!". I then saw what he was talking about: A hot blond muscle man with a thick 9 inches standing at attention. This guy really went for it inside me. I love it when a top fucks me so good that I'm practically screaming with pleasure. He went for a bit and then my popper daddy took another turn. Shortly after, one of them noticed that the sling freed up and then led me over and strapped me in. This led to a constant tag team by the three where I'm now so horny for jizz I can't stand it anymore. My stocky Spanish guy then took the reins again, gave me a short nod, and I grabbed on for dear life knowing that this was the moment I was waiting for. A few more pumps and I could feel the pulsing of his six and a half inches while he groaned above me. Once done, he slipped out and let poppers daddy back in - and just in time, too! Another hot series of grunts and that warm sticky feeling of a man unleashing his pent-up energy all over my guts. He took a little while after shooting before his cock was also spent, and he eased out as well. Now the hot blond muscle man was ready as well. He had the biggest cock of them all, and pushed the two poz cumloads deeper. This guy was really wanting to let me know who's boss and started to get verbal as he reinserted himself inside. "Yeah boy, you love that poz cum, don't ya?" "Fuck yes, sir. Give me that dirty seed!" "Beg for it boy! I won't shoot until I'm satisfied you want it." "Please sir. PLEASE! Give me that hot poz cum!" We contined back and forth for aabout another minute of verbal poz talk and then he knew just how badly I wanted it; just how badly I needed it; just how badly I DESERVED it! He then let out one of the loudest grunts I've heard all weekend and all nine inches of cock blasted a coating of milky man butter inside me. Cum so fresh from the balls that you can feel the warmth of it as each rope volleys against the walls of your insides. My three hot tops then caught their breath elsewhere, leaving me in the sling like a worthless cum-dump; just what I wanted. By this point in the night, the crowd of the party started to thin out. I stuck around for a little while longer and took a few more cocks, but no more loads. This is by far the best experience I've had at a sex club to that point. At around 5 in the morning, I figured I had as much as I could, so I got my clothes and got dressed. I had the best night sleep that night after receiving around 4 of the biggest loads I've ever felt. Only one more night left of the weekend, and I was wondering how I was going to cap it off. Hopefully I could get one more good load to give this weekend the finish it deserved... **to be continued**