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Part 2 Todd looked at me at me saying, “If you want a blow job Anthony here would be glad to suck your cock, hell, he’ll even swallow your cum of you want him too." Before I knew what was going on Anthony quit cleaning up, hopped between my legs. had my shorts open and my cock down his throat. All while I was taking a hit from the pipe. Todd took the poops from me and held it out towards Anthony. He lifted his head from sucking my cock causing me to involuntarily whimper in disappointment as he jacked my cock while hitting the pipe. Anthony held the smoke in as he resumed his excellent such job. I watched him take the entire length of my 7½” cock down his throat and his it there when all of a sudden he let the smoke escape out around my cock. It looked so cool to watch and felt incredibly awesome as he kept up working my cock. Todd asked me, “Hired that mouth feeling bro?” I couldn’t deny it, “Fuck, it’s the best fucking blow job I’ve ever had.” I had just taken a couple hits off the pipe when Todd told me, “Bro, just relax, may back, close your eyes am enjoy Anthony’s mouth and throat.” I was starting to feel a little out of it, but still energized and very horny as Anthony continued to work my cock n and balls. His mouth felt amazing and even he went an the way down and you my cock into his throat, I’d feel his throat massaging the shaft of my cock. Suddenly I felt Anthony push my legs up allowing him battery access to work my balls. He was starting to push my legs up towards my ears to the point I was finding it difficult to move. I was about to say something when I felt a tongue I my hole. As strange as the thought of someone living my ass home was, the feeling was incredible. I began to moan as the simulation from my ass being licked and getting sucked had me moaning. I don’t know why but it you me a for to think how Anthony could be tonguing my hole while also sucking my cock. I was starting to become aware that there seemed to be more people at Todd's then when I first arrived. I opened my eyes at the same time someone over my head grabbed my arms. Anthony read still working his wonderful mouth on my cock while Todd was working his tongue on my hole. Todd began to finger my hole which feels as strange as his tongue at first. I then watched Todd grin and he held up a white rock. He put some lube on the rock and two of his fingers acct slowly stuck then inside my ass. It burned at first as Todd worked two lubed up fingers around inside my ass as I complained at the infusion. As abrupt the intrusion of his fingers penetrating my hole was the discomfort from the burning season began to morph into pure pleasure. This caused a deep conflict within me of guilt and disgust at the thought of enjoying a man finger fucking me and the thought of disgust of that same thought. I began moaning as he worked his fingers in and out of my hole and women he added a third finger my moan grew louder. Todd was looking into my eyes and it felt as if he was staring into my sole. As quickly as this all began it seemed as if it was about to end when Todd pulled how’s fingers from its home inside of me. I felt a moment if relief the quickly disappeared and then I felt an emptiness, a emptiness that grew into a hunger, a hunger for him to stick his fingers back inside my ass. I unexpectedly whimpered at the removal of his fingers. The look on Todd’s face told me that he wasn’t surprised at all as he said to me, “Is my little rich, entitled bitch missing having something indie his hole? You want me to put something back inside your bitch cunt?” I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth as the desires of my body were trading control of my mouth as I answered, “Yes stick your fingers back inside my ass. It felt so good I get some more.” An evil grin appeared on Todd’s face as he moved his naked body began my legs forcing Anthony to let my cock dip from his mouth. It was at this moment I discover that my rock hard cock that Anthony had been sucking had shriveled up to almost nothing looking to me maybe 2” long. I was so transfixed on the sudden loss of my hard cock I barely heard Todd when he told me that he had something to sign inside my ass that he knew I was going to come to love as I felt something hard being pushed into my ass. Again the desires in my body were in control as my hole seemed to eagerly open up and suck in what he was pushing inside me. Looking up at Todd standing between my legs I realized that out was Todd’s cock the was sliding into my ass. My instinct was to push him off and run, but what I did seemed to happen automatically. My legs were released and I instinctively wrapped then around his taught, muscular frame and as a moan of pleasure escaped through my lips I pulled him in closer allowing him to work his cock deep inside me. The expression on his face changed to that of a victor, as if he had just won a big game. What I later learned he won was my ass which he now owns. He held his cock balls deep in my ass before slowly pulling out to the ridge of his glands before slowly thrusting all the way back inside. Todd fucked me with a steady pace to start and slowly began to build up to a steady rhythm which caused me to moan in pleasure. Every once if a while he’d thrust in deep and hard keeping his dick buried telling me, “I can tell by your you’re expression your enjoying my cock working your hole.” All throughout his fucking me thoughts were darting in and out of my mind. These difference thighs were making me feel conflicted. One second my mind was on how good Todd’s cock felt as he fucked me, the next second I felt guilty for enjoying getting fucked, the next I am thinking about my girlfriend and what will I say you her, then I’m thinking about what will my fucking affect me and I then worry what will happen if my very conservative family found out I was fucked by a guy and I liked it. With all the thoughts racing through my mind it made it difficult to bring myself to say what my dealer wanted to hear. I was hoping to get out of Todd’s place and never see him again. Todd had been fucking me for 30 maybe 45 minute all the time I moaned I pleasure. By this point I was getting a serious pounding when Todd slammed the full length of his cock deep in my ass and said to me, “When I eventually breed you I'll own your ass Tell me you want me to own your ass. Tell me you want to become my bitch.” I knew saying this would be strip away the last little bit of my dignity and put me in a position where I would (most likely) be getting fucked by Todd again and again. I tried to resist letting my body dictate my answer although I think my brain wasn’t that far behind as I felt him fired his cock as it was buried balls deep inside me. Todd was waiting for an answer as he continued, “Answer me, do you want me to own your ass? Do you want to be my bitch? If you don’t answer me I’m going to pull my cock out, give you a hefty dose of GHB, slam your ass with a strong dose of Tina, stuff a big rock up your cunt and throw you out on the street buck ass naked. If you think your horny now, after you’ve been given all that you’ll be pounding on my door to let you back inside so I can fuck you some more. Or you’ll you to the local park or maybe the adult book store. You’ll look for someone to fuck you, and when the Tina high starts to ware off you’ll be looking for a dealer to buy Tina from so you can get high again. The hunger for her will be so strong you’ll do anything to get some and that one way or another you'll become some dealer's bitch.” As he said this to me someone forced my mouth open and poured a foul tasting liquid in then held my mouth closed forcing me to swallow, saying “Swallow your G.” I felt someone place a tight strap on my arm as I turned my head to see them wipe my arm with a cold alcohol pad. I continued to watch as a syringe first with a semi-clear liquid was stuck into my vein. The plunger was slightly pulled back as a flash of red appeared before the plunger was pushed and I was given the contents and was told, “Are you ready tom blast into the stratosphere? Here’s a nice big slam for you.” Todd laughed as the tight strap was removed and I began to cough. As the drugs were hitting me I knew Todd was saying something that I could make out as I felt him start to slowly pull his cock from its home deep inside of my body. The last bit of resistance I had was gone as I found myself saying, “FUCK ME! Make me your bitch. Own my ass.” As the drugs worked they’re way through my body Todd resumed fucking me. As he worked his cock inside me it began to feel incredibly better then a few moments ago. I began to be aware that his breathing started to become faster as his cock seemed to get harder when again looked at me as I felt as if he was staring directly into my soul telling me, “I knew from the first time you came here that the day would come what’s I was going to breed you and make you my bitch. That time is now, I haven’t cum since then and I am about you how a 6 week load inside you. Tell me you was me to breed you. Been me for my cum, been for my dirty cum my bitch.” Just when I thought he couldn’t degrade me and get me any lower than he’d already taken me, he wanted me to ask for him to cum in my ass. The thought of him shooting him cum inside me caused me to think back on the numerous girls that I had shot my cum inside and how on a two of them I spent a few weeks worrying that I might have gotten them pregnant. This entire situation was reducing me to nothing more than a cum receptacle. At least I didn’t have to worry about Todd getting me pregnant. Todd was practically on top of me as he placed his knees on the couch as he fucked me. I could see the sweat dripping down his face and neck as he looked at me and baked out like an order or command, “SAY IT BITCH! TELL ME TO CUM IN YOUR ASS! BEG ME TO BREED YOU!” Without any hesitation I found myself screaming out, “FUCK ME! YEAH, FUCKING BREED ME, CUM IN MY ASS!” Todd began to grunt which friend into now if a howl as I felt his cock grow harder and then I could feel his cock spasm inside my hole m as he exclaimed, “FUCK! FUCK YEAH! FUCK, TAKE MY DIRTY CUM!” I heard one of the guys who was standing next to us and had witnessed my getting fucked say, “Breed that bitch, give him your charged load.” I heard another guy yell, “Fuck yeah Todd, poz that neg ass.” I was trying to figure out what they meant with each comment when Todd resumed fucking me, his cock still rock hard as he let me know, “Now I own you, I own your ass” which he punctuated when a couple deep, hard thrusts.”

Yesterday was my birthday (yay!) so I took the day off and made some plans with my bf to ride a train of dicks. I was hoping to line up 5 or 6 guys but we could only find one other couple to come over and have some fun. Both of the guys that joined us are hung, but one of them is really hung so I let the his husband and my boyfriend go first. While my bf was eating my hole and fingering lube into it, I was jerking the other guys off and playing with their nut sacks. I wanted to start sucking them off too, but they were standing on their knees and my bf was holding my legs up so I couldn't lift my head far enough to do it. My bf fucked me first, and it felt so good to get laid while I was stroking two dicks. But I started getting so into it that I couldn't focus on the dicks in my hands, so I let them go and just enjoyed being fucked. When he came, he pushed his dick all the way up my butt and froze, and I could tell from the look on his face that he was getting off. When he pulled out, I kept my thighs spread and took the next dick. My top was really talented and I was moaning like crazy. I loved having him inside me and I was looking forward to taking his husband's dick next. I was so into it that I could hear my bf and the other top talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying. When he came, he was kissing me with his tongue and he yelled right into my mouth. Then he pulled out and his husband slipped his dick inside me. I wish I could have remembered to ask him how big that thing was but it felt like it was a foot long (it's not that big). It was incredible to feel it slide up my butt and then start moving back and forth. I had a deep anal orgasm from his fucking because it felt so good. All I could think about was how his monster dick was spreading my boy pussy open every time he thrusted into me, and how he was pushing my bf's and his husband's cum deeper inside. I loved how he took his time and wasn't in a rush to cum, even while I was having such a strong orgasm around his dick. When he finally creampied my hole, I was satisfied but feeling slutty and asked them all to fuck me again. I didn't even realize that his husband and my bf were 69ing on the floor because I got so dizzy while he was fucking me. He let me suck his dick clean and I was in heaven. I could taste my butthole so strong and it was getting me even hotter. While I was sucking his dick my bf and his husband got back on the bed and checked out my bussy. My bf fingered more lube into it and asked if I was sure I wanted to keep going. When I told him yes, he slipped back in and serviced my hole while the other couple watched and cuddled with each other until it was their turn again. When the other couple went home I was so satisfied. I got to ride that ultra big dick again and had another strong anal orgasm while it was up my butt. Also, his hubby ate me out for a long time before and after I took that last ride, so I was spoiled all afternoon. I was still feeling completely satisfied when I went to bed but I was in the mood again as soon as I woke up this morning. I've been really horny to ride another dick all day. So as soon as my bf gets off work, I'm going to hurry over to see him so I can get laid again.

Part 1 My name is Preston Arthur Lewis IV, son of Preston Arthur Lewis III, grandson of Preston Arthur Lewis Jr. As great grandson of Preston Arthur Lewis Sr. I stand here at the door of room 1225 of the downtown Westin hotel using the card key to open the door. As I open the door I hear a voice from the bathroom calling to me, “Come on in and make yourself comfortable.” I knew that meant to get naked, have a seat on the bed and wait for him to come out of the bathroom. I was to be his ‘bitch’ for the night. He’d get me high and fuck me until he was satisfied. Then I’d get dressed and go to meet the next guy I was to service. How did I get here? How did I, an 18 year old high school senior from a very affluent family become a male prostitute? It all started about a month ago when my regular weed dealer got busted. I had a regular pick up of pot for me and my girl. We liked to done weed woke we fucked. But now I needed a new connection and that’s when I met Todd. A guy I knew at my high school introduced me to him. The first time I went to his place to pick up some weed I noticed that he had a bunch of guys hanging out art his place. I made my purchase and left without any issues. Todd was a cool guy and had great weed for a better price then my previous dealer. The next week I went over to get it regular pot supply it seemed that the same guys were hanging around. We made our transaction as I got up to leave he said to me, “Bro, I’ve got this new stuff you’ve got to try sometime.” I just gave him a quick ‘Yeah, sure’ kind of acknowledgment and headed out you meet my girlfriend. The next time I picked up my weekly pot supply from Todd I notice that there were fewer guys hanging out. As he got my stuff out he asked me, “You ready to try the new stuff I’ve got? I know you’d really enjoy the high it would give you.” I nervously stood up telling him, “No thanks bro.” The next two weeks the amount of guys hanging out at Todd’s place continued to decrease and he kept asking me about trying some new drug. As much as I was curious about the drug he was offering me I wanted to stick with smoking weed. He kept offering and I kept brushing him off. The following week I arrived at Todd’s place and was surprised that there was only one person hanging out. He looked to be around my age and was straightening things up. I sat down with Todd ready to make it transaction and head over to pick up my girlfriend before going back to my place to smoke and fuck. Todd told me, “The guy who supplies my weed is running late, he’ll be here within the hour. You cool waiting for him? I’ll give you a an extra couple ounces for your inconvenience.” I answered “Sure.” I mean if he’s going to give me more weed for the same price I’ll wait. He then said to me “Good. Now you can try that new stuff I’ve been getting you about.” Todd pulled out a bong that looked a little like what used to smoked my weed with, but this looked a little funny. He lit a torch and started to heat the bottom of a round glass at the end. Todd yelled you the young guy cleaning to get me a some Gatorade as the glass end started to fill with white smoke as he told me, “I’m going to show you how it’s done. After the bowl starts to fill with smoke you keep heating it while moving the touch slowly under the bowl and inhaling slowly until you can’t take anymore in.” I took a could swigs from my drink while I watched as Todd put his mouth on the end of the bong and inhaled before he stopped and held his breath before blowing out a huge cloud of white smoke then said “Then you hold out as long as possible.” Since I had to wait for the weed to be delivered I didn’t have a excuse to say no to his offer. He handed me the bong and said that he's heated the bowl for me so I could concentrate on slowly sucking in the smoke. I could believe his much I inhaled that first time until I blew out this huge cloud. Todd had me take another hit of the bong telling me, “Come on, blow me some big clouds.” Before I knew it I had taken 3 massive hits. I began did feel like my world had gotten brighter. I felt a wave of energy surge futon me. Todd didn't have to tell me to hit the pipe again, after reading a could gulps from my drink I instinctively took a forth hit off the bong. Todd took a hit of the pipe while I finished off my drink. I was suddenly feeling very warm and Todd surprised me by removing his shirt leaving him sitting next to me wearing only a pair of mesh basketball shorts as he commented, “Don’t know about you, but I'm begging very hot.” I agreed with him saying “Yeah, me too.” Then why don’t you take off that shirt and get comfortable” he replied. I’m not sure why, but the next thing I knew my shirt was hanging off the back of the couch and Todd was repacking the pipe with more of what ever it was we were smoking. Todd handed me the bong and I was a little shocked when it accidentally brushed it again my dick. I hadn’t noticed at first, but I was throwing doing major wood. Todd looked at the tent in my shorts then at me saying, “Looks like someone is horny.” That caused me to blush as I fumbled with the torch. As I gained my composure Todd let me know, “I probably should’ve warned you that this shit can make you very horny.” I had admitted to him, “I am horny as fuck. When’s your pot guy going to show up. I need to get my girl and get her mouth on my cock.” Todd looked at me at me saying, “If you want a blow Anthony here would be glad to suck your cock, hell, he’ll even swallow your cum of you want him too Before I knew what was going on Anthony quit cleaning up, hopped between my legs. had my shorts open and my cock down his throat. All while I was taking a hit from the pipe.

Last Saturday morning I hooked up with a 19 year old German lad on Daddyhunt. His English was very good and he was very polite and asked if I would mind meeting him at a nearby tube station as he didn't know his way about London. I met him and as we walked back to my house we chatted. He told me his name was Max and he was spending a week with some of his friends on a language course at the university in West London. He was really cute - quite small with floppy hair and an arse that was slim but really filled out his jeans. I couldn't wait to get my cock up him. We had talked about fucking and I knew he was up for that but neither of us had mentioned condoms. When we got back to my place I got him a cold drink and soon we were kissing and before long he had my cock out and was down sucking me off. He sucked me off so well I was seriously thinking of just letting him carry on until I blew a load in his mouth but after a while he stopped and asked me if I wanted to fuck him. He pulled off his jeans and his white underpants and knelt up on the bed in just his T-shirt and socks. I licked his arse for a while then lubed him up and slid my bare cock up his cute, tight arse. I fucked him slowly at first then built up until I was fucking him harder. I hadn't cum for about a week and before too much longer I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum deep into his arse. I really bred him. I pulled out and then kissed him as he wanked himself off and shot a load of cum all over his own chest. Very hot. I was still horny though and in the evening I was meeting a friend in a restaurant in central London. Still feeling horny after we had finished our meal, I went to the Vault. It was "All or Nothing" night - where guys can get naked or remain clothed. Not many guys were naked and although it was busy it was quite slow at first. I saw quite a few fit lads taking bare cock but I had my eye on a good looking youngish dark haired guy who seemed to be offering his arse to anyone who wanted it. After I had watched him take a couple of loads I got my chance with him in the recess area next to the glory hole cubicles. My cock slid up him easily and I took turns barebacking him with an older guy, eventually shooting my second load of the day deep in his arse.

So... finally!... the conclusion: ---- PART 6: REVELATIONS — Ryan: Sunday Evening — The Bird of Prey was packed this evening, the mass of bodies pushing Ryan closer to Carl. He didn’t mind. The room was hot but this man… well, he was even hotter. Carl leaned again the wall and pulled Ryan’s shoulders against his chest. His lips tasted the sweat on Ryan’s neck. And his cock, held tight in his jeans, felt like a steel bar against Ryan’s ass. He knew what Carl wanted. And he wanted it just as much. But… Carl hand reached around and started unfastening Ryan’s jeans. Ryan tilted his head back, hoping to be heard over the crowd. “You are HIV negative, right.” There was a pause. “I never said I was negative, boy.” Just loud enough for Ryan to hear over the crowd. Ryan’s heart almost stopped. He turned around quickly to face the other man. “But you said… Carl leaned forward so Ryan could hear him. “We can’t hear each other here. Come back to my place and we can talk there.” The twink nodded and let Carl steer him out of the club. — Ryan: 30 Minutes later — “Ok. I get that I could have asked it better. But you must have known what I meant.” They were sitting on Carl’s sofa. Ryan felt sick to his stomach but, strangely, Carl’s arm around his shoulder made him feel better. “Of course. But I also knew you needed help to be the slut you were born to be. So I helped.” “But… “ “Shhhh.” Carl’s finger found Ryan’s lips. “See the problem here is you are letting the prejudices of your background influence your thinking. Tell me: did it feel good to be in a bar of horny men and having them use you? Cum in you?” “But… “ Ryan started to argue but the look in Carl’s eyes quieted him down. He sighed. “Yes. It felt good. I felt free.” “Because, deep down, you know what you are. What you are born to be.” “A slut.” Ryan whispered. “A slut.” Carl agreed. “A cum dump. And that means that, sooner or later, you are going to get the bug. Again, I’m just helping things along.” Ryan said nothing. Carl’s big arm felt so good around his shoulder. He could smell the faint hint of sweat coming from the man’s armpit. It smelt so good. He just wanted to bury his face in there and lick in clean. He had to admit that he had felt so good in the nightclub. It HAD felt SO right. And, really, hadn’t he already made his decision that night? He looked down at Carl’s crotch. Hard. Waiting. Ready. He reached out his hand to rest against that bulge. “So, are you going to let me fuck your ass again? With this big, black cock? With this POZ cock?” “Yes.” Ryan’s fingers began working the black man’s zipper. Freeing his cock. “Yes what, boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good boy.” — Jared: Monday Morning — Jared groaned as he woke. Every night, more dreams. Sucking. Getting Fucked. Begging for more. Back in the park toilet, or with Hal, or with Ryan, or with one of his professors, or some guy he had seen around campus. Every morning: waking with his white briefs filled with cum from his wet dreams. He hadn’t actually been back to the toilets since that one night. It was a sin. He wanted — needed — to confess, repeat, and be morally clean. But the dreams were so intense. So amazing… He climbed out of bed walked into the bathroom, pulling down and discarding his underwear as he went. With a contented sigh he let out his morning pee… … ow! Burning. Discomfort. He glanced down. The head of his penis was covered in some sort of fluid. Kind of yellow. 
No. No. No. No! NO! He had been so good for so long. It couldn’t be. One indiscretion he told himself. Just one. It wasn’t fair! He couldn’t have an STI. Couldn’t. — Jared: Wednesday Afternoon — Jared slouched on the examination room chair. He had known what they were going to tell him. A quick internet search had confirmed his fears. But it was confirmed: both gonorrhoea and chlamydia. And they wanted him to come back in a month or so for an HIV test. Strangely, all he could think about was hoping no one had seen him come in to this clinic either to get tested on Monday afternoon or back in today for results. If anyone he knew saw him here… well… he would just die. “So. You know there are questions we have to ask.” The young man across the table said with a patient and understanding half-smile. “Do you know where you may have been exposed and contracted the infection? Particularly sex without a condom.” Jared’s face flushed red. “Yes. Last Tuesday. I met someone… well. Not met. I was… um. I didn’t plan on it. Didn’t mean it to happen.” “It’s ok. Relax. Infections like these are very common in people your age. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of it.” The other man paused. “Last Tuesday you say? Well. Technically that is within the window for the result to show up. But only barely. Any other sexual partners before then?” “No. Only. …” Jared scowled. “There was one other guy. He was my first.” “We need to have him come in for testing as well. It sounds like it didn’t end well. If you want, we can give you a card to mail to him to let him know.” The thought of contacting Hal made Jared want to retch. No. He wouldn’t be doing that. — Friday evening — “… and this is Carl.” When Ryan had said he wanted to introduce him to “the man in his life”, Jared had not been sure what to expect. But, whatever Jared expected, it wasn’t Carl. He noticed the little details about Carl first: older — probably almost 30 — the beard, the muscular build, the chocolate skin. The second thing, almost immediately behind the first was the feeling of a quiet and assured authority in the way he carried himself. Like someone who was used to being obeyed. Jared admitted to himself that he felt a bit intimidated. “It’s nice to meet you.” He managed to say. Intimidating or not, Carl’s smile was friendly and genuine. “Great to meet you too. Ryan has told me a lot about you.” “Some of it good, I hope.” “Some of it good, yeah. Although…” Carl paused. “… he said you are still a virgin? And that you don’t drink? We may have to revoke your gay card if that’s true.” He said it with such a straight face that, for just a moment, Jared thought Carl was genuinely disappointed. Then they all laughed. “Well…. maybe not so much of a virgin anymore.” Ryan’s mouth dropped open. “What? Spill the gossip. What have you been hiding from me.” “I met a guy, one thing led to another.” Ryan looked like he was about to ask a million questions. “I’ll tell you about it some other time.” Jared said quickly. “It didn’t end well and I don’t want tonight to be about that.” Carl’s hand rested on his shoulder. “Men are pigs. All of us. Don’t let the assholes get you down. And, in the meanwhile, congratulations on getting to keep your gay card.” They all laughed again and Jared felt relieved that it was out in the open. — Jared: Six Weeks Later — Jared felt a bit sick when he walked back to the waiting room. The clinic wasn’t as busy today, the day he and Ryan had both come in for their HIV tests. They had called Ryan in first. He had been called in a few minutes later. Then, the wait. They had called Ryan back in for results first. Jared had been called in before Ryan returned. Ryan was there now, waiting for him. He looked a little pale but Jared couldn’t see the same fear in his friend’s eyes that he himself felt. Ryan looked up as he approached. Their eyes met. Understanding. Acceptance. No words were needed, but Ryan spoke anyway: “You too, huh?” Jared nodded. “Welcome to the club, I guess. Let’s go get a coffee and then I need to call Sir and tell him the news.” “I still don’t understand your relationship.” Jared whispered as they left. “But I’m a bit jealous of it right now.” “You’ve always been jealous.” Ryan whispered back with a quiet laugh. Yeah. Jared thought to himself. But now I’m not jealous of Carl getting you. I’m jealous of you having Carl. — Jared: That evening — It was dark now. The sun had gone down a couple hours again and Jared was still walking. He just didn’t feel like going home yet. Ryan hadn’t wanted to leave him but Jared had insisted. He just need time to think things through. No, he assured his friend, he wasn’t going to hurt himself. Yes, he had promised, he would call in the morning. Now what? That was the question he kept coming back to. He hadn’t been to Church in a month. He kept finding reasons not to go. Excuses really. He knew them for what they were. He should go back this Sunday he told himself. He missed the stability the Church had always provided but it seemed distant to him now. But he he hadn’t had sex again either. He wanted it. He dreamt about it. But he abstained. Part of repentance was not repeating the sin. So no more sex. Not since that night. In the park. The park. He looked around. He was in the park now. And there. Just ahead. The little building with the park toilet. His wandering feet had brought him here. Of all places. He should go. Go home and pray. But he didn’t. He opened the door and walked into the men’s toilet. The room smelled like man sex. Sweat. Cum. He filled his lungs with the heavy air like a drug. He entered the stall, locked it, and sat down on the toilet. He was just thinking, he told himself. This was a quiet place. As good as any. But there was the glory hole. He stared at it like he was looking into the maw of hell. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there when someone else came in. They tried his stall and then entered the one next to it. He could see them, or at least the shadow of them, through the hole. He knew what was coming. There was no question about what the other man would do. Only about what he would do in return. And, yes, there it was. A cock coming through the hole. It was big and a bush of ginger pubic hair surrounded it. He could even make out a scorpion tattoo on the hip. Probably POZ then. Like him. His brain still struggled. And argued. But his body knew what to do. He had, after all, done this once before. He unfastened his jeans, let them fall. Pushed his underwear down. Turned his ass to the hole. Leaning forward to get the angle right. Rubbing his spit on his hole and on the cock. And, as he had done weeks ago, backing up onto this stranger’s cock. Letting it push inside him. The faceless stranger moaned in the next cubicle. “Fuck yeah, fag. Give me that ass.” Jared moaned back his own wordless reply. But words didn’t matter. He had made his decision about who and what he was. About what came next in his life. And he had no regrets.

There is a gay Campground in Florida called Sawmills. Monday I drove out there. You can strip naked and lay by the pool. I was doing this and then decided to go for a walk. On my way this twink was following me. He caught up to me and said he was looking at my ass by the pool. You must be 21 to enter so age is not an issue. He was wearing only shorts. he said he liked my ass and could he fuck me. I said okay and he quickly pulled down my shorts. He pulled his down and his 8 inch cock was rock hard. He just turned me around ,spit on my hole and drove his dick home. He fucked me hard and deep till I heard him groaned he he unloaed in my ass. He pulled his shorts up and said thanks. I walked back to the pool area with his cum dripping out my ass

[Non-sexual prologue - feel free to skip] I lost my husband to a stroke unexpectedly about 6 weeks ago. His mom had been living with us, and she will be with me until one of her grandchildren can get things sorted for her to move there. This leaves me in the position of being desperately horny and unable to host. I know I could just tell her to deal with me being a whore, but we are both grieving. I don’t want to be insensitive to her feelings. I live in a small college town in the rural South of the US. There are considerably larger towns an hour north and south, but hooking up with guys from either town is complicated because no one really wants to drive an hour to get laid, if they might find something closer with 10 more minutes of looking. There is a guy who lives an hour south who I have talked to off and on for 3-4 years, but we never managed to make things work. He has a thick, curved cock (about 7.5 by 6), only fucks bare, thinks my ass pics are hot, and so on. I have kept trying to make it happen. Wednesday afternoon, we were having another hot chat on Grindr. I finally had had enough waiting. “Are you free Friday night?” “Sure.” I went online and booked a room at a cheap hotel in town. And we had a date. [Sexy part] When he got to the hotel room, he asked to take a shower as he had come directly from work. He was a little older than his pics showed but still handsome. The pics of his upward curved 7.5 by 6 were no exaggeration though. We got into bed and started making out; he was a great kisser. I sucked on his cock, but it was already rock hard. He told me to roll over on my belly. He got down between my legs, spread my cheeks, and began to eat my ass. Honestly, this was probably the best rim job I have ever received. I was moaning and writhing on the bed. “I’m just going to use spit the first time, so I can stop and taste you in the middle.” I was a little apprehensive. He had a big one, and I hadn’t been fucked in a while. I wanted to grab my poppers, but they were out of reach. I decided to go with the flow. He spit into his hand a few times, slicked himself up, and slid into me. I was so turned on that I opened right up for him. He thrust into me slowly but firmly. Damn, that felt good. He fucked me hard and steady for 10 minutes stopping several times to eat me out some more and tell me he could taste his precum in my hole. Eventually his thrusting got slower and more intense, and I could tell he was close. I begged for his load, and he shot it inside. He rested in place for a few moments and then collapsed onto the bed. We rested for a bit. I went down and cleaned his cock and then shared the taste with him. We made out for a long time. You know how it is when you just click with someone? Every kiss and stroke just turned us on more; everything we did just built the erotic tension. We were getting off on just being close. Eventually, he began to finger my hole. “I have to have some more of this, but you have totally tightened back up. We better use some lube this time.” I handed him a bottle of water-based lube I had brought. He slicked us both up and slid back inside. Earlier in the week, I had fucked myself with my biggest dildo; I had not realized that I had made myself a little tender. Consequently, I was very tight and sore after the first fuck. I tried my best to loosen up for him though. He proceeded to fuck me in every position he could think of and in every spot in the hotel room. Even with my using poppers, he could tell I was getting more and more sore. After about half an hour of this, we took a break. We laid in the bed and talked. I sucked his cock some. He worked my nipples until I was ready to scream. We were just so into one another that we couldn’t stop touching each other even if fucking seemed to be over. Eventually we were making out on our sides. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his ballsack. His cock was rock-hard along my forearm. I started to stretch his sack which stroked my arm across his cockhead. “If you keep doing that, you are going to get yourself in trouble.” I kept doing it. “I know you are sore, but if you keep doing that, I am going to have to get back in you.” I kept doing it until he was growling he was so horny. I said, “In a minute, I am going to hand you a bottle of silicone lube. It is so slick that if you put it on your cock, my hole won’t be able to keep you out no matter how sore it is. I want you to lube yourself up and fuck me until you cum. I don’t care if it hurts. I just don’t want you to stop until you breed me.” I reached over and grabbed the bottle and handed it to him. While he was lubing up, I took a quick hit of poppers. He fingered me briefly with the slicker lube, and then he slid inside. It did sting a bit at first, but he did just what I asked. He didn’t worry about my hole except for doing what he had to do to breed it. He fucked me hard and good, and I loved every minute. He built to an intense orgasm, and he yelled out as he pumped his load into me. We had a brief rest. We got up and cleaned up and headed out. It was one of my top 5 best fucks ever even with me being too sore. I cannot wait to do it again. He says the same. I will keep you posted.

I remember my dad used to shower with me when I was real young. He showed me what his dick looked like hard, brown, thick cut meaty and I remember watching him soap it up and down until he came. He never touched my dick but he definitely soaped up my body and made my little boy dick hard. I always thought maybe he knew I was going to be gay even then and was testing the waters while my memory was still kind of solidifying since those times are fuzzy in my mind, but I definitely know it happened and I wish he would have taught me more. I always imagines having a kid would be a great bonding experience myself

Getting Caught Part 4: I ended up staying the night after taking Bert back to his trailer and spontaneously got fucked by him that night and also in the morning twice. It was a chill goodbye, Bert said he had a "REALLY" good time, and he hoped we could do it again. About a week went by and I hadn't had any form of sex with my best friend...or his older brother, the quarterback, who fucked like a god, and was hung like one too. Wednesday was church night and I got invited to my best friend's church for after church youth party. My best bud's older brother called just as I was leaving the house saying my best friend had been called into work at the last minute and said for me to come anyway. I'm pretty shy, so I wasn't sure about hanging out with guys a couple grades above me. But, as usual my best friend's older brother talked me into it. I showed up, and we all ate, then we started playing games. My bud's older brother had brought his girlfriend too. They were quite flirty and lovey-dovey. When things wound down, my buddy's brother caught me in the kitchen alone and said that his girlfriend wanted him to take her home since her parents were going to be gone for a few hours. I played it cool and said,"When the cat's away, the mice will fuck." Lol. He backed me into the corner of the kitchen and put his hot mouth next to my ear and whispered,"I told her I couldn't take her home, I'd already promised that I'd be taking you home." "But we're really going to grandma's basement again, where I fucked you for the first time." He said he had to have me again, that I was the only person to take all of his huge cock and I made him cum harder than anyone else. I tried to tell him that I needed to get home and couldn't go with him. To which he grabbed me around my waist and started french kissing me hard. He slipped a finger down the back of my shorts and starting rubbing my hole saying."Let me just take you to your house then at least." I agreed to the ride but no sex.. We got in his car and left, as soon as we got in the car he started rubbing his cock through his mesh basketball shorts. It had already grown to his MASSIVE 10 inch thick as fuck uncut cock and was sticking out of his shorts' leg. He saw me staring, mouth watering and grabbed my head forcing it down to his exposed cock. I had to admit, that this public scenario had gotten me rock hard and incredibly horny. I eagerly took his cock into my mouth and began sucking and using my hands. He was moaning and groaning as he drove and got serviced by my mouth and hands. He had pulled down the long drive way of his grandma's so I asked what we were doing here? He said,"I forgot my wallet so I can fill my gas up on the way back. Come inside real quick and help me look for my wallet." So of course I did. We got to the front door, but it was locked. "Damn grandma must still be at church. We better go around back and try the basement door." We crept back to the covered basement door, and of course it was locked too. He sighed, then pushed me against the door frame. I could feel his huge cock in tight underwear rubbing against my thigh. He quickly took his shirt off, and dropped his shorts and underwear and in a flash had my shirt off and shorts with undies around my ankles. He spun my body around to where my chest was against the basement door and immediately started kissing and sucking my neck while I felt his gigantic steel-like cock in between my ass cheeks. He was pushing his hugely thick cockhead against my hole, leaking precum all over it and pushing it just inside my hole. Then he dropped down and started tongue fucking my hole. I was in heaven. I was moaning as his tongue got my hole wetter and looser by the minute. He stood up, and pushed me to my knees with one massive hand on the back of my head and the other on his coke-can cock he shoved his monster dick down my throat. I started choking as he rammed it to the back of my throat. I was really enjoying the experience but the fact that we were outside, naked and he was face fucking me, I was too horny to make it stop. It didn't last long before he yanked his cock from my mouth and had me stand up and grab onto the wall next to the basement door. Again he went down on my wet hole and starting eating it, tongueing it, and gently fingering it. He had lubed up my raging cock and was stroking me furiously as he ate my ass. I was beside myself with passion and the need to cum. Everything felt too good, too amazing to think about getting home on time or getting caught. He stood up and pulled me over to a wooden picnic table under the deck, he lifted me like a feather and put me on my back on the warm surface. He wasted no time throwing my shorts and underwear to the ground, grabbing my ankles and hoisting them high into the air and thrusting his cock forward, directly hitting my hole. He looked down and spat on his cock and my hole and started rocking in and out of my hole just an inch or two. He said,"Oh yeah, you're so fucking tight. Stroke your cock and look me in the eyes, because I'm about to shove all ten inches up your hole at once. This scared me badly. Because his cock is just huge. It's too long and way too thick but it was dripping with spit and his precum, so was my hole. He shoved about three inches in hard. It didn't feel too painful. I reached down and felt how hard and huge his dick was inside of me. He started pumping that monster in and out of my hole with a pretty fast rhythm. He gently slapped my face and said,"look at me! Look into my eyes, I'm about to impale you on my cock." I was scared. I looked into his eyes, full of lust, I was panting from the minimal fucking my hole was getting and he pulled all the way out. Without missing a beat, he grabbed my hips and slammed his entire cock into my battered hole. I screamed. He held it inside of me as deep as it could go. All of a sudden I felt his body tense up and his cock swell to new larger proportions and he began blasting his load into me. Realizing what was happening got me very hot and I started leaking cum like crazy onto my stomach. My best bud's older brother held his gigantic cock deep inside of me and started ramming in and out hard and fast. He was plowing his ten inch dick balls deep to just having the tip in my hole over and over. It was hitting my prostate and nerve endings like crazy. He kept said,"you like that? being full of my cum and being used like a cumdump?" I found myself replying,"fuck yes, it hurts, but don't stop, cum in me again. Shoot your load inside me." I was building up to a pretty good orgasm as he pummeled my hole. Just as I went off and began blasting my own cum all over myself and behind my shoulder even onto the picnic table, he tensed up again and started releasing another torrent of his cum up my ass. He leaned down still fully inside of me and said,"sorry, but I wasn't taking a "no" from you today, I just can't cum like I do with you when I'm with anyone else." We stayed like that for a little bit until he produced a key to the basement door, and shrugged at me as I gave him a "what the fuck?" look. He said,"I thought it'd be hot if I bred you outside. Let's get cleaned up. We can share the basement shower, I have one more load to breed you with.

This morning a hot Australian guy quite recently on Prep, came around to blow a load in my ass. Hes dead handsome and furry, muscled and fit and such a nice guy. I know his as he fucked me once years ago but with a condom, and then again more recently when he started prep, raw. The last time was a rush job, he had just started prep, I was at work, and he really wanted me to be the first guy to take him raw, so he came to my office, bent me over the sink in the kitchen and literally blew his load after 5 minutes. Today he came back for a repeat, but this time I was home, and ready and he ate my ass really well first, I sucked him hard and we made out for ages, this is lovely as he is just so damn handsome. Then he pushed in and while trying not to go too fast, blew his load in me soon after. Its a shame he lives quite far away as more regular would be lovely, but its hot that he made the trip for a lovely relaxed fuck.

I meet this hung top several months back. I was embarrassed because i could take his cock because my ass was too tight. Since then I’ve working on making my hole looser. I recently met another extremely hung top. 9 long and about 7 or so wide. Once he got his stroke down and i loosened a bit, he got crazy aggressive. Pounding my man hole. He would pull it out make me push out and drive it back in. At one point he inserted and i suddenly farted. I was embarrassed because it was the first time it happened to me. I apologized, he laughed and said that just means i fucked you good. After another ten to fifteen minutes i could tell he was close..... finally he grabbed my hips and drove into me and yelled. He had a five day load so i knew it was a lot of cum. He pulled and was admiring his work. He put his cock below my hole and told me to push out, he wanted his load on cock so he could feed it to me. While pushing out, i let out this huge cum fart and shot cum on his cock and stomach. He wiped some cum up from ass with hand and told me to turn around. He feed me his cum and told me to suck his cock and lick up the cum on his chest. Anyone else have this experience? I was embarrassed at first my guy embraced it and it turned out to be fucking hot.

I was 13 and at camp. There were 3 other guys in my dorm, and we were always horny. One night we got some contraband rum from a townie and played truth or dare. It started with me sucking off the husky kid Robby, then I offered to let them all nut in my mouth. The next night I offered to let all 3 nut in my ass. I didn't know about cleaning out and my camp diet was awful, so there were some messes. But I took 5 loads in my ass that night.

Hey agreed, its ultimately a journey and one that the bottom needs to take lots of initial responsibility for. First get used to playing with your own hole and opening it up as often as possible, certainly every day, getting used to feeling fingers and hands exploring and opening up, it helps to create that all important connection between your hole and your head / brain. Then and very important make sure that you are properly cleaned out and and deep cleaned too. Its often the sensation of or worry your not clean that creates barriers..... If the top reassures you that you are clean, then that helps the journey. I get really pissed off with guys who say they are tight and expect me to fist them, but they have never done anything to create a welcoming bucket of a loose hole to welcome a fister..... Get working guys, that's what I did and started as a teenager, because i felt the need to take big cocks...sort of a duty I guess as a young guy......another story

I decided to head for Berlin this easter, I can recommend visiting because I had a great time there. Easter weekend was leathermen, I arrived Sat and unpacked and headed for the notorious Bull bar, a 24hr non stop cruise club, there was plenty of action and I decided I was overdressed so stripped down to boots and harness, they have a darkroom and a couple of slings out back, I got there at about 22:30 and was smoking T, I lost count of the times I got fucked and the loads received and most of them I had no idea who was on the end of the cock. When I eventually left it was daylight, 10:00 am on Sunday morning. So back to the apartment, food and rest was required, then Sunday eve of to a naked party at a bar called Schuamans (or something like this) once again I got fucked loads and even bent over on a bar stool in front of the bar to get fucked, took a couple raw loads in my arse and mouth, another great eve, left there at about 01:00 totally exhausted. On Monday a guy came round to the apartment and he bred, piss fucked me and fisted me for about 6 hours, I in turn fisted him, we had a great time and my gut was full of warm piss and spunk, great. I can't wait to go back to Berlin for a repeat performance.

Well, I back up on gloryholes, so I don't always know WHO'S fucking me.

Part 15; Sir and I got into the car, he started the engine, then turned to me, and said; - So pig, this is it. Are you really READY? I turned my head to answer Sir, only to see his human head take that on that of a Demon. The exact one I saw at the club earlier. - Yes Sir. I am definitely ready for our Master to take what is rightfully his. To possess me. Make me HIS. And INFECT me with his virulent poz venom ---> I think I am hallucinating Sir. You look a Demon, just like earlier, when you were fucking me at the club. - You are not hallucinating Charlie-boy. I am a Demon. Nothing like our Master, of course. - But you look so .... - Human? - Yes, Sir. You do. - Our Master looks like he does all the time, apart from when he needs to get somewhere fast, when he then becomes our winged friend. 🦇 Whereas I Charlie, can choose between both my old and current forms. - So you were once like me? - Oh YES. My journey with our Master has been a very interesting one. Right, we must not keep HIM waiting. Sir started to drive. - Sir, what is Master's cum like? - It is Very Hot! And has the consistency of R-A-W egg yolk; Smooth & Oily! It is a deep Green colour, smells musky, and possesses a very bitter taste! 💦 - I cannot wait to have it sprayed deep in my cunt. - Oh don't worry. Not long to wait now. And when it is, there will be NOTHING to stop what you crave. And MORE! - I just wondered Sir. How can his cum contain this virulent strain of p☢️z DNA, if he isn't, all Man? - Good question pig. Not much inside him lives. The two main things that do thrive in the intense heat within, is the aggressive virus, and his very own Master. Goodness. My cunt twitched! - Have you met our Master's Master? - Absolutely. He is why I am like I am today. - What happened? - That is not for now, Charlie. We only drove for a few minutes when we pulled up near to where my Master was standing, under the 'Full-Moon' in his cloak, next to the triangular wooden Berkley Horse. Sir got out, opened the passengers door, and instructed me to stand before The Beast. 🌕🐐 I walked to him, slowly, with the Moon penetrating my transparent white nightshirt then reflecting back off of my pale smooth skin out into the clear dark warm air. I now stood right before my future. His lifeless dull black eyes looked right through me as he stood motionless, and silent. - Hail Master. He began to speak to me, but not in his usual low gruffly voice that my human ears could hear, but his usual gruffly voice that was now 'INSIDE of my head'. I unbuttoned my nightshirt, got out of the sleeves, and let it drop to ground. Again, I looked into his lifeless dull black eyes. Once again they bore right through me. Another command bellowed INSIDE my head, and I obeyed, dropping to my knees. I looked up to see his serpent tongue 🐍 slithering out, wriggling around as it smelt the warm night air. And once again he used that tongue to probe the entire length of my cunt, despite being physically nowhere near it. I was transfixed on his Goat-Beast head, and I began to moan and whimper as I knelt and submitted to the Beast of the night; My MASTER! 🐐 I heard him inside my head again summoning me to give myself completely over to him, as his serpent tongue probed deeper still. It felt like it was probing beyond the end of my cunt. And it WAS, as I suddenly felt a fast flutter inside my abdomen between my navel and sternum. He was marking every single part of me, making me HIS property! If I wanted to change my mind now, I think it would be a little too late!

Never been involved with it. I love the idea, especially with a dad that's considered very handsome like I have, being muscled and the perfect example of a guy everybody wants. But I think it's best to grow up with this kind of bond and interaction with your dad/son from an age as early as possible to have a natural development of such a bond. Thinking about this doing this with my dad, I wouldn't do it. Thats because this is the way I grew up and this kind of connection never grew, so that now it feels like something strange to do with him. That being said, I think it is and/or should be considered a normal thing. Men are men, boys are boys, no matter the family connection, and with mutual consent everything should be considered normal and natural.

Took 15 loads this weekend over 24 hrs. Crazy hot weekend... And one was known pos, who I purposely went over to and begged him to cum inside me. He was stroking while watching me get gang banged over a fuck bench and I went over and started riding hos cock and then stood up and begged him to cum, which he did..soo deep inside me... And when he did, i grabbed him and thrusted him into me even harder I was so turned on by a toxic load being inside me. Still not sure why I did it. I know many of the guys who unloaded into me this weekend may have been pos and I just didnt know it... Just something so hot and crazy about taking a known toxic load inside me. Still hot about it 24hrs later. Thanks all 15 of you who dumped your seed in me this weekend. I hope my ass gave you all the pleasure you deserve.

I always jokingly tell a prospective bottom that I never fist on the first date! In my experience, a successful fisting experience is NEVER about force, or pushing, or least of all about PAIN. When I am playing with a sub who wants to know the joys of fisting, I start him off with serious enema-training: lots of enemas, larger and larger amounts of fluids held for longer and longer and longer periods of time. The goal is to train a set of muscles that we are culturally, emotionally and psychologically trained, FROM BIRTH to keep locked tight and control at ANY costs and for the greater part of our existences are taught to ignore. I ALWAYS use lots of toys, dildos, vibrators, gallons of lube and even games of relaxation/tightening to get my boi RE-CONNECTED with how his hole works. For me, as the DOM, I take my time, enjoy developing the subtle, often un-spoken signals and 'communications' that will give me as the MAN with the fist the clearest idea of what my boi is feeling, thinking, needing and wanting just by tiny body motions and subtle clues. I have had the pleasure of fucking 100's of men in my long horny life- but the most powerfully intimate and psychologically connected experiences I have had the privilege of sharing with another man is to feel the pounding of HIS heartbeat on the muscles of MY forearm- and if getting to that moment takes hours of play and training and just embracing the 'play' over trying to 'get it done'- I will take my time every time!

Getting Caught Part 3: After the football game, seeing my best friend's older brother walk off with his girlfriend and him asking me to make sure I still had his cum in me from earlier that morning, (in code) damn it, I was Friday night horny. I went to the local hang out and met up with a bunch of buddies, we cruised around town, messing on our phones, and listening to music. I got a message from my best friend to see if I wanted to come over and "chill." I was definitely horny, and said I would later that night but I was having too much fun right now. Plus I wasn't driving at the moment so I didn't get to decide where I was going. We cruised around for some time, then headed back to the gas station where we all parked our cars. It was getting late, around midnight. So the town was pretty much dead. All my friends had gone home and I was in the store grabbing a drink and was about to head over to my best bud's house. I came out of the store and went to the dark side of the building where I had parked and just as I was about to get into my truck I saw my buddy's older brother pull up in his car. Of course I immediately got excited and I diddled around, trying to linger outside of my truck so he would see me. He pulled up and I could see in his car, his girlfriend was in the front seat and his fellow classmate and football player, Bert was in the backseat. My buddy's older brother rolled down his window and said to me,"you don't mind running Bert home do ya? Me and my girlfriend don't have much time until she has to be home." (he winked at me) I smiled and replied,"yeah, sure, no problem, you two don't get into too much trouble." we all laughed as Bert got out of the car and it drove off. I didn't mind taking Bert home, it was just a five minute drive to the trailer park outside of town anyway. Bert smiled and laughed,"hey, thanks man, you're a life saver, I was afraid I was going to have to sit in the front seat parked on a dirt road while those two got their rocks off." "HA! Like you'd mind, you'd probably be trying to take videos of them going at it," I retorted. We got in the truck and it wasn't long before we were at his mom's double-wide. He said,"pull around to the north side and park by the steps to the back porch." It was dark and there weren't any lights on in the house. I killed my lights and before he got out he told me he appreciated me taking him home and to come inside. I was really wanting to get to my best bud's house so I could fuck around and get off, but Bert didn't ask me, he told me, and shut the truck door before I could even answer him otherwise. We pounced up the back porch steps which led to a glass door, it was unlocked and we went right in. Looked like it was his bedroom. Bert said,"take your shoes off man, stay a minute." He turned a small lamp on and pulled a curtain over the back door. He had a mini fridge in his room and asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I said,"sure, whatever you got." He opened the fridge and grabbed a couple bottles of monster energy drinks and told me to sit down. There was a bunk-bed and that was the only place to sit, so I sat down and he came over and put the two energy drinks on the dresser next to the bed. His crotch was at eye level, and I couldn't help but look at it. He always wore tight pants to show off his bubble butt and nice package... and gosh damnit I was horny. He smelled so good too. Like soap and flesh. I opened my can as he was picking up clothes around the room and shoving them under the bed. He responded to hearing my can opening,"hey, don't start yet man." Confused, I stopped with my mouth open and the can up to my lips when he produced half a bottle of whiskey from under his bed. He smiled at me with that near perfect smile,"I owe ya a drink or ten." I laughed and thought to myself,'okay, I can't say "no" to him, I'll just take a shot and head over to my buddy's where I can fuck a load or two in him. He told me to grab a couple shot glasses in the top dresser drawer and pour us some. I found them, but they were more like two-and-a-half shot(s) glasses, so I only filled them up halfway. He turned on the tv and quickly pulled his shirt off while he messed with the DVD player. I see him shirtless all the time in PE, at track meets, swimming, and anywhere he can get away with taking his shirt off. And I don't blame him, he was about 5'7" with nice wide shoulders, but a very muscular lean body that tapered to a V at his waist. He had the most beautiful skin, smooth and slightly caramel colored compared to my pale white ass. He had grabbed the remotes and was walking toward me, or the bed rather, when I had to shake myself out of staring open-mouthed at him. He had nice pecs, defined abs and his nipples made me drool. Dark and slightly big, but not too big. He stopped at the bed, again with his crotch practically in my face and looked at the shot glasses and laughed,"I'm a full grown man, not a ken doll, let's fill these glasses to the brim, you won't notice when you shoot them anyway." He sat down on the bed beside me and turned with his glass raised,"to getting me home!" We each shot our whiskey and quickly chased it with our energy drinks. "One more," he hoarsely said as he got up and grabbed the whiskey off the dresser. Again, his crotch was right there...right in my face as he poured into my glass. He stayed standing as we cheered to another shot and gulped our chaser. That one burned, and I started coughing a bit. He had walked over to the tv and had his pants on the ground as he grabbed some tight gym shorts that he quickly pulled on. "Fuck," I thought to myself as I saw him push his bulge into the shorts. He came and sat down next to me. He poured more shots...geez, I wasn't gonna be able to drive if I have another one. I told him, I couldn't do it, I had to head home. Really, I just needed to get to my buddy's so I could cum in his ass. The shots and energy drinks had my head buzzin' and so were my balls. I was getting damn right horny now. He put a bunch of pillows against the wall so we could lean back and handed me another full little glass of whiskey,"come on man, don't leave me hangin' I already poured them. Last one, then we can just lean back and watch a movie for a minute while you drink the rest of your energy drink and sober up a little." I couldn't say no. I wanted to. But he's older, cooler, sexier, so much sexier and just in a pair of shorts that looked more like boxer briefs. I wasn't thinking clearly as we downed another glass and leaned back. He started the movie, he said,"lemme skip to one of my favorite scenes." The first images that popped up on the tv screen were two naked women, one older than the other, eating each other's pussies. My eyes must have been the size of golf balls, cause Bert just started laughing and jabbed me,"what? like you don't watch porn? Look at the big ol' titties on the mom and those mosquito bites on her daughter." So...I looked. There I was, half drunk watching the two women go to town on their pussies with my best bud's football mate nearly naked on his bed. I was getting hot. I know it was nerves, but I started sweating, but tried to play it cool. "Take your shirt off man," Bert instructed, "you're already sweating and it's just us." I don't know why, but I did, I peeled off my shirt. I was pretty self conscience about my body because I was so skinny, but I didn't look sickly at least. "Take your pants off and get comfortable, besides your boner might break your zipper if you don't," Bert said staring and smiling at my crotch. Shit. He was right, I had been so nervous about this whole situation it never registered to me that I was harder than a fucking shotgun barrel. I immediately tried to cover my raging boner up with my hands but he grabbed them and pushed them aside as he yanked my jeans button open and pulled down my zipper. "Relax man, shit, I'm hard too, that's what porn is supposed to do," he said as he quickly got up and grabbed ahold of the bottom of my jeans. He was pulling my jeans off me, while I squirmed around, I wasn't really fighting it now, and my underwear came off with my jeans anyway, so I was stuck. Besides he had a valid point. We're just guys, watching porn, so of course we're going to get hard. And that's when I looked at his crotch as he pulled the rest of my jeans off my body. He had a good solid 7 or 8 inches in those shorts. "Fuck it man, I'm horny, we might as well jack off at this point," he said as he opened up his dresser drawer and produced a small jar of vaseline. He tossed it on the bed in between where we had been sitting, dropped his shorts and tighty whities. His cock bounced out of them and he sat back down on the bed. He had a thicker than average 7 or 8 inch cock. It was rigid as hell with a really big mushroom head and it had a nice curve to it's shaft, making it seem shorter than it actually was. He was completely shaved like a porn star. He caught me obviously staring at his cock,"don't say it, I know, my dickhead is huge, but hey, I've never had any complaints, except maybe when it first goes in," He snickered. At this point, I didn't know what to do, but he was naked, all I had on were my socks, porn was playing, we were both hard as rocks and slightly buzzed. So I just went with it, as he was already rubbing vaseline all over his dick. He reached over and started rubbing the excess on my cock. Which was a big surprise. His hand rubbing lube all over my dick was almost too much. "There, that's better. Don't worry, I just got too much vaseline out, you're only getting the first half of a handy tonight buddy," he laughed and winked at me. So we started jerking our own cocks as we watched the two ladies on screen eating each other out when a young guy appears in the background watching the women peeking around a wall. He's jerking his cock watching the two women when suddenly the "daughter" notices him and says,"what are you doing home so soon little brother? Well, looks like you're enjoying watching us, why don't you come over here and help us out." The young man gets naked on his way toward the two ladies and lays down on the bed with them. The "mom" starts to sit on his face and tells him to "eat mommy real good." He begins licking her pussy as his "sister" pushed his legs up and starts licking his asshole. That made my dick jump, as I knew very much how amazing having my asshole licked and tongued felt. Bert stopped shuttling his hand and I could feel his eyes on me as I jerked,"have you ever let a girl eat your ass," he questioned me. "No, ew, what if it wasn't clean?" I responded. So technically I hadn't had a girl eat my ass...but his football mate has several times, but I wasn't about to volunteer that info. "He looks like he's really enjoying it," still watching me with his burning gaze. I didn't respond, I just kept my eyes forward and continued jerking off, I was hoping he'd just cum and then I could find a way to get out of here and get my dick wet and balls deep in my best bud's ass. That's when he grabbed my leg and pulled it off the floor and up onto the bed. Within a few seconds I had one foot on the floor and the other, well, he had put my leg behind his back on the bed. I was spread-eagled as he moved into the gap he had created with my legs wide open. He basically had one leg pinned behind his back against the wall and was now sitting on the bed with me somewhat wrapped around him. Finally I looked at him. I couldn't keep watching the film and pretend like he didn't just handle me like a rag doll and our bodies weren't touching, warm skin to warm bare skin. We stared at each other and he looked down in between my spread legs,"damn, your hole is smoother and pinker than that porn stars'," he half whispered with his deep, hoarse voice. I audibly gulped and continued to jerk my cock. He put his hand on my inner thigh and began to rub it. God it felt good. I thought I'd almost bust right then, but he kept his hands moving up til it got to my groin and he reached around the base of my cock and balls and began stroking my taint with his thumb. His eyes were full of lust, I just laid there stroking and watching him, unable to move or utter a word. His thumb had been working it's way to my hole and soon he was rubbing and pushing directly onto my asshole. I was laid out like a whore, and there was nothing I could do to make it difficult for him to reach my hole, so I just let him do it. He grabbed the vaseline again and got a good amount out with his thumb and started rubbing it all over my hole. It was beginning to relax and open up. Well, the outter ring was opening up anyway. He was fucking me with his thumb while he jacked off. He had stopped watching the porn the second he grabbed my leg and spread me out. "Fuck, man, your hole feels good. Do you like that?" He asked as he looked at my face again. I didn't say anything and I didn't move a muscle, except for the fact that I was still stroking my cock. "It's cool if it feels good, that guy on the porn sure likes his hole played with," he broke the silence,"tell me if it feels good. Say it." "Say it,"he told me,"tell me the truth, tell me you like it." He was looking hard into my eyes and thrust his thumb in deep, when he told me to "say it." I moaned when he thrust his thumb into me, to the knuckle and I grabbed his wrist and held his thumb deep inside me, I started to slowly release my grip on him when he started pulling his thumb out, and immediately put two fingers inside me, but was careful and slow about it. He found my prostate quickly now that he could get in deeper with his fingers. I moaned again, and he sat up on his knees in between my legs pushing against my prostate with his fingers and leaned down over me. I looked up at him. He was about 6 inches from my face looking into my eyes,"say it," he told me again. "say it," he said as he punctuated "it" with his fingers pushing hard against my g-spot in my ass. I half moaned, and half spoke the words,"oh god." He leaned down so that his face was against mine, his ear was by my gapping mouth as I tried to catch a breath. He whispered into my ear,"what was that? What did you say?, "he stuck his tongue into my ear, "tell me boy?" I couldn't resist any longer, I was going to out myself, it was too late anyway. We were naked, he was in between my legs with his fingers deep up my ass stroking my prostate his body on top of mine and our mouths on each other's ears. I moaned harder as he dug deeper into me,"fuuuck, it feels good," I finally croaked out. He pulled his body further into mine, and I felt his fingers leave me as that huge mushroom cockhead of his was firmly planted just inside my hole and he was pressing hard to get past that inner ring. His dick head was truly huge, it was bigger than a meaty massive mushroom, and it made my mouth water just thinking of it, but it was getting a lot of resistance from my inner ring. He kept pushing, and I tried to remember the trick that his football mate taught me. I began to breath purposefully, and push my hole out, as it started to give way, his huge cock head got stuck again. I think we were both getting frustrated. He wrapped one muscular sweaty arm around my head and turned it as he began kissing, licking and sucking on my neck and ear. He had his other hand trying to force his cock past my hole. I was squirming, enjoying everything, everything except the pain of his massive bell-end forcing me open. Hell, it felt like it was ripping me open. Tears started coming down from my eyes, and I was whispering,"ow ow ow ow ow, it hurts, it hurts. Please? Please stop?" He bit my ear hard and sank about an inch of his cock into me. His huge head was wedged where my inner ring was stretched out around it, tight as fuck, and it hurt like hell. It hurt so bad I wasn't whispering any more,"FUCK! That hurts! Take it out!" It felt like he was holding a baseball bat at it's thickest end with my asshole wrapped around it. He turned my head so that we were face to face, lips to lips, I was gasping for air, and he told me,"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, but I can't take it out. I can't stop now. Please? Just give me a couple seconds? Please." He pushed harder into me and my mouth opened wide and let out a loud painful moan,"AHHHHHHHRRRRGHHHHhhhh.......," he put his mouth over mine and thrust his tongue into my tongue. He was passionately kissing me. Deeply and so intimately, he was breathing so hard and still making out with me, that's when I realized he was halfway inside me now. His huge head had gotten past my inner ring and my hole was now snugly around his shaft. The worst part was over. Wow, I thought, Bert is hard as stone and he's halfway inside of me. He continued to kiss me with so much emotion. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his tight muscles all over his back and arms, down to his bubble butt and closed my legs against his small waist. He was moving his cock in and out of me now, and was going in balls deep. He picked up the pace, and once I had my legs wrapped around his waist, he went in deeper. Holy fucking shit, that monster cock head hit my prostate and my eyes rolled back in my head. It felt like someone had my prostate inside their fist, milking me from the inside out. I began leaking cum out my piss slit so much that it felt like I was almost pissing myself. It was a mixture of relief and pleasure and still just a little bit of pain as he fucked into my hole. He would still kiss me deeply but also enjoyed coming up off my body far enough to look down at me and see the pleasure he was giving me. He tried to pull all the way out a couple times, but it hurt too damned much. He said,"that's okay, I can stay inside you forever." Part of me was hoping he would, but most of me knew I wouldn't be able to handle it. He found the right pace and position that he was pummeling my prostate perfectly. He started whispering with a dry deep voice,"fuck, fuck, fuck, you're too fucking tight, I can't wait much longer." Which was good, because I kinda wanted this to be over, and also never end... "Fuck me. Fuck my hole. Cum inside me," I heard myself telling him, "blast your load deep in me, cum on my prostate, cum in me, cum in me, cum in me." I was furiously jerking my cock at this point and was already about to explode. Bert, kissed me hard one last time and reared his muscular back up as he pounded in as deep as he could go, and I felt his cock throbbing, my hole was stretched tightly around his shaft as it climaxed, pumping and forcing his load up through his cock, making his cock head swell to what felt like the size of a fist against my prostate,"I'm fuckin' cummin', I'm breeding you deep, oh fuck! fuck! fuck!," he roared. And I felt it. I felt it eject through his dick and cause his bell-end to blossom and swell, I felt his load shoot directly onto my prostate, hard, over and over, and, "Oh my god! oh god! oh shit! Fuck! fuckfuckfuckfuuuuuuckkk," I started yelling as my cock exploded between us, covering our bodies in my hot wet cum. It was shooting out of me as forcefully as he shot into me. He collapsed down onto me. We were soaked in cum and sweat, we couldn't move. Just breath. We could only muster the energy to try and catch a breath. Eventually, we were back to somewhat of a normal state, and his cock had gone down to about half it's fully erect size. Thank god too, I was scared to death that he was going to have to pull that massive mushroom out while still fully boned up. It still hurt coming out, but it was manageable. He lifted up my leg and looked at my hole,"damn. it went right back to being pretty, tight and pink. Just a little wet," he joked. We kinda laughed together. Yeah, we just did that, we laughed at him looking at my wet hole after he just fucked the cum out of me, and into me. He leaned back against my leg, and the wall, still in between my legs. He slumped over. Gesh, he had a body hot as hell, his muscles were really pronounced covered in so much sweat and cum it looked like he'd been lathered in baby oil. He saw me looking at his body, he looked down at himself and mentioned,"I've never seen anyone cum like that before, you came buckets man." "Oh? You've seen a lot of guys cum huh?" I asked with a smile. "Nah, you know what I mean, like in porn and yeah,sure, me and the guys sometimes jack off with each other, but that's it, nothing queer," he scoffed. I think he noticed the hurt on my face when he said "queer," because he immediately grabbed my legs so I couldn't go anywhere, and looked into my eyes,"I didn't mean that. That's not what I meant. This wasn't gay or anything." I could see the confusion on his face when he said that. It looked like he had the weight of a hundred elephants on his lips,"What was it if it wasn't gay then?" I quipped. He couldn't find the words at first. So he just started babbling, and got some sentences together,"I, uh, I uhm...okay, alright. Yes. Okay. I just fucked a dude. Okay, it was more than that. I fucked you, or we fucked each other, I guess. At some point you gotta admit we were fucking each other, right? I mean you liked it too, you said so. But there were parts where maybe we were sort-of making love. But just getting off. No, no, it wasn't just getting off. Not "just" that, I mean, like, there were moments between us...right?" Wow, he meant that part. And I had to admit it. I had to admit it to him, like now,"Yeah, I'm afraid there were some moments...between you and I." We got very serious then, and he crawled up next to me and pulled the blanket over us, and kissed me. This time he was very soft and gentle, but just as passionate as before, just much slower and focused. He kissed me for awhile, then pulled back and said,"I'm definitely gay. For you at least." We softly laughed and fell asleep like that and I woke up early the next morning naked and slick from the summer heat. I felt his hard cock against my thigh. I whispered to myself,"I hope you weren't just gay for me last night and that's it..." I heard him stifle a laugh against my neck,"dude I've been awake for 15 minutes waiting for you to come back to the real world so I could kiss you. In broad daylight." I laughed as he rolled on top of me and we began making out. Somewhere along the line I ended up with my legs wrapped around his waist running my hands over his tight body, and he was slowly pushing up into my hole again...

As I wait for my next 'client', I think about how I ended up here: waiting on a bed in a 20 dollar hotel for whatever guy to whom he’s sold my cunt. I can see his sadistic grin in my head when he told me “Tomorrow’s client is a gonna be a doozy. Get some rest.” I guess you could say that this is all my fault. If I just hadn’t been so uppity. I guess I should go back to the first time. I had just turned 18, just graduated high school. I’m a blue-eyed, brown haired jock with a baseball player’s body that is naturally smooth. About 5’10” and 160 pounds of shredded muscle, thick legs, meaty pecs and arms, and an eight pack. I had been hitting the gym since middle school and still do because I really like sports. I was really excited about going to college in the fall; the only downside being that I would be away from my girlfriend. My girlfriend was hot! Captain of the cheerleading squad, tiny little waist, and 36Cs - just perfect. Anyway, I had lived with my Dad since I was about 8. My mom and he divorced and she had issues, so my Dad got me. We had always gotten along until my senior year in high school. We always fought about one thing or the other, and there was also something odd in his attitude toward me. I couldn’t figure it out. Well, until that day. My Dad and I had just had a fight a week earlier where I went off on this whole tirade about how I was 18 now and I was a man and he needed to treat as such. We went round and round, but I always came back to that same phrase – “I’m a man now! Just like you!” Boy, I wish I hadn’t said that. Well, the next Saturday, my Dad asked me if I would drop off a letter and duffel bag to one of his friends on my way to the gym. “All you have to do is take this over to his house, and he’ll give you something in return to bring back,” my Dad said. I told him I would, and as he handed me the duffel bag and letter, he had the sadistic grin I’ve learned to distrust, and he said, “Thanks, son, I really appreciate it.” I had no idea what I was heading into as I found the address on the envelop and typed it into my iPhone. Dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, I headed out the door and drove to my Dad's friend's house, which I found easily enough. Grabbing the duffel bag, I headed up to the door, rang the bell and a guy about my Dad’s age answered the door a few seconds later. He was about 6’ tall, salt and pepper hair, and green eyes. He was thick - not fat, but definitely not skinny, and not a muscle guy. Just thick and masculine. He wore some sweat pants and a sleeveless shirt that hung open, showing his hairy torso. He had clearly been doing some lawn work. I introduced myself saying “Hi, I’m Gary’s son. He told me to drop this off to you, and that you would have something for me.” The guy looked somewhat puzzled, repeating my line "“He said I would have something for you?” With that, he accepted the duffel bag and envelope, and opened up the letter and began scanning it, saying at the same time, “He told me he was sending you over to drop off some money he owed me, but he didn’t say anything about a—“ He abruptly stopped talking, clearly taken off guard by something he read in the letter. I just stood in the doorway and watched him, not exactly sure what was going on. He went over to the duffel bag that he had left on the counter and unzipped it, looked inside, and then looked back at me with a grin not unlike my father’s. He kind of sauntered over to me, nodding his head, and sizing me up. He clicked his tongue a few times as he closed the door behind me. I looked up at him, “Is everything alright? I need to get to the gym. You have something for my Dad or what?” “You’re not going to the gym today.” “What do you mean? Yes, I am!” I snapped back. “Do me a favor,” he baited. “Go look in that duffel bag.” I was confused, but wanted to put an end to this cryptic behavior. I walked over to the duffel bag, putting my Dad’s friend between myself and the door. I lifted the flap and almost pissed myself when I saw a bunch of sex toys of varying sizes and shapes. I was so stunned that I didn’t even notice my father’s buddy had come up behind me. His beefy arms hugged me forcefully from behind and I felt his scruff run like sandpaper over my ear as he whispered, “Those are going inside of you, boy.” Within one or two seconds of struggling, I knew that this guy had easily overpowered me, and so all I could muster was, “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I’m talking about you being my cock socket for the afternoon,” he said and then licked up the side of my neck. It disgusted me, but it felt good, and I was even more confused. “Your Dad owes me money, and he’s paying with your holes.” And with that, one of his calloused hands went under my tank top and took my right nipple between its index finger and thumb and began rolling it around. I had never had my nips played with like that before, and I was overwhelmed by how good it felt. My cock started to stir, and I didn’t know what to do. “Just like a bitch to like her nips pinched,” he said and he tossed me toward the back of the couch. “Dude, I don’t know what’s going on, but I can’t do this, I’m straight,” I pleaded, perhaps just to remind myself. “Somehow, I doubt that,” he laughed. I started to get pissed, “I have a girlfriend!” “Oh, I’ve heard about your girlfriend, and that doesn’t prove shit. Listen, I’m owed a debt and I plan on collecting.” “Listen, if my Dad owes you money, he’ll pay you. This is just a misunderstanding, you don’t have to take it out on me.” The guy just laughed at me as he approached me with the letter that I had brought over. “There’s no misunderstanding. I’m not taking anything out on you. This is your father’s idea.” I couldn’t believe what he said. “You’re lying! My father would never do that!” “Oh really?” He grabbed me hard, tossing the letter on the couch. There was nothing he would do to me that I could fight. He was just too big, too aggressive, too manly. He spun me around, locking one hand around my throat and thrusting the other hand down the back of my shorts. He was obviously pleased that I was wearing a jock strap (I WAS planning on going to the gym), and explored my hairless cheeks and hole, not pushing in yet. Once again, my dick jumped. Without warning he forcefully bent me over the back of the couch so my face was in the cushions and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. “Read the fucking letter bitch boy while I eat your cunt.” And with that, he cupped a butt cheek in each of his hands, spreading my ass, and for the first time (but not the last) I felt a mouth lick, suck, and slurp at my smooth pink asshole. I had to get my bearings before I could read the letter. I mean, all these feelings were washing over my body. His mouth felt sensational but I was repulsed by the thought of being with another man, but it felt like the natural order of things to be submitting to this bigger, more manly guy. His tongue plunged into my ass and at first, my pucker would tighten around his tongue, not use to this slimy invasion. But soon, I was pushing out, trying to wrap more of my insides around his talented tongue. All of a sudden, he spit on my right ass cheek, rubbed it around, and open palm smacked my ass, “I said read the fucking letter, faggot!” Fuck, my ass stung! I howled out and whimpered, but what started as a stirring with my nipples getting tweaked turned instantly into a full-fledged boner. I forced myself to focus on the letter in front of my face. It read: Hey Buddy, I know I owe you $20 from that pool game the other night, but frankly, I just don’t feel like paying it. But I do want to make good on my debt so I’m giving you my son for the afternoon. I know how you lean, and I want you to teach him a lesson. He’s gotten pretty fucking lippy with me going on and on about how he’s a man now and wants to be treated like such. He’s a little priss-ass queer and you’re the guy to treat him the way a little faggot boy needs to be treated. Put him in his place. You can start by letting him read this letter…it’s time he learn some things. First of all, I want you to use the toys in this gym bag on him. I want his hole stretched and stretched good. I have more plans for using this little bitch. Feel free to spit on him, slap him, piss on him or in him, humiliate him…and yes, fuck him anyway you want. Fuck him raw and send him home with at least one big load of cum in him. I’m aware of what that means, and yes, I’m sure. Make sure he keeps it in his ass because when he gets home, I’m going to scoop it out and feed it to him. He can consider that the final exam to this lesson. Make sure you keep him there until at least 5 since I’ll be fucking his girlfriend at our house until about 4:30. She’s a hot piece of ass, and I’ve been fucking her for almost a year now. That’s how I found out what a little pencil-dicked bitch he is. I felt guilty when I started fucking her a year ago until I found out what a lame fuck my son was. He’s never once gotten her off and he won’t even eat her out. That reminds me, make sure you make him eat your ass so he gets over that hang up. The point is, I knew he had to be a faggot if he couldn’t fuck this hot little cheerleader good…so disappointed in him. So I stepped in and took care of her. You and I will have to tag team her sometime, but I’ll make you use a condom on her. Or who knows, maybe not. Maybe we can both get her pregnant. Okay, so have fun, man! Use his mouth and ass as if they were pussies that needed your babies. Return him to me broken in and with no doubt in his mind that his purpose in life is to be dominated by real men. Put him in his place, and I’ll be sure to keep him there. Oh, and if he resists at all, remind him that he either submits to you or he can kiss college goodbye, and he’ll be slinging fries at a McDonald’s for the rest of his life. See you at the pool table, Gary As I finished reading, I was torn between the tears streaming down my face and the saliva running down my balls. This stranger’s mouth and tongue were making my ass feel better than it’s ever felt, but the information that I had just been bombarded with tore my heart out. Images of my girlfriend screaming in orgasm on my father’s cock flooded my brain and I wanted to bawl, but then the tongue behind me would push through my outer ring again and I would moan uncontrollably. Suddenly, he stopped and stood up. I looked back over my shoulder at him, my eyes red from crying. He smirked, “I see you finished reading it.” I nodded. “You know what’s next, right?” he asked. I shook my head no. “I break you in. And break you, I will.” Part II coming soon.

My ass was a cummy mess! I looked at it with my iphone camera and I was fucking oozing! It was almost 10:30 now and I wanted to make one more stop that night before I called it quits. I walked out of the video store smiling my ass off and I was sure all the guys knew I had taken lots of cum. I hailed a cab on 8th ave and headed to a small bareback sex party in the east village… **************** **************** ************** I rang the buzzer of the apartment near Astor place and was buzzed in quickly. I checked my clothes while exchanging pleasantries with the host, whom I have know for some time being a semi-frequent attendee of his party. This particular party was advertised as a bareback party, condoms would be provided but it was expected that you were going raw. As I was packing my thing into the trash bag for the clothes check, the buzzer rang and in came a sexy German guy. He was naked and hard in a few short minutes and I went into the play room. The room was equipped with a sling and some benches for play and lube, I had my own poppers. I sat down and the german sat next to me, we started stroking each others cocks, but he didn’t want to do more. I however wanted more cum up my ass, especially from the men at this party, most of whom were known or expected to be poz. The buzzer rang again and shorty after a Latino guy walked in with a raging nine incher. He was a no games kind of guy and immediately went on his knees, bent me over and starting eating my ass. He was real good at it, and got my hole nice and relaxed and wet. I started hitting the poppers and bent over more to let him in further. The German guy was right in front of me smiling and watching, he reached over and held my ass cheeks apart and the Latino pig really went to town, slurping on my ass hole, spitting into me, and tongue-fucking me hard. I was ready to get plowed and he knew it. He stood up and slid his entire length into my hole until I felt his stomach and hips against my ass. He held my meaty ass cheeks and rough fucked me deep. He was long dicking my ass, and I was staring into the German's face as he jerked off watching me take the Latino's cock, a man who’s face I hadn't even really gotten a clear look. The German was smiling at me, saying telling me what a good slut I was, a good little faggot slut boy. The Latino started slamming into my ass and then leaned into my ear, “Can I cum in you?” he asked me. “Of course man, load that hole, fill me up man!” I replied. This drove him crazy and I edged him on, wanting him to cum in my ass, I wanted him to add his seed to that of the other anon men who had dumped in me earlier that day. He started to grunt and buckle and I knew he was cumming. He fucked me harder then, pushing his dick as far as it would go. I imagined his cum seeping into my blood stream and my own cock was oozing pre cum. Mine wasn’t the only cock on the verge of shooting ropes of poz jizm, the German guy wouldn’t even touch his own for fear of cumming too soon. But I wanted him in me too. “Can I sit on your cock?” I asked. “I’m too close man” he replied. "Well I want your cum in my ass, dude.” I turned around and slid my well cum-lubed ass onto his throbbing shaft and he immediately started to pulsate into me. I felt ever gush of cum from his cock. It was fucking beautiful and I had to keep away from touching my own cock before I too came. When I slid off I tried to suck him clean but he was too sensitive from the intense orgasm he had just had up my ass, so smiling my thanks, I went outside in the backyard for a smoke. When I came back in there was an older guy there, maybe late 50’s, well built for his age and with a look I loved: that of an older-man with AIDS wasting! He was fucking hot. As I admired him, the host came over to me and said “He’s an awesome top, and very potent.” He said winking. I understood what he was saying: that this man was a walking AIDS death fuck. Of course I wanted him to charge my hole. My Latino friend had another plan for me though. He saw me and immediately bent me over onto the bed in the living room, and slid slid his cock into me and fucked me harder than he had before. Slamming into me, tearing me up. I was sure I was going to be in pain the next day. He slam fucked me for what seemed like 15 minutes and then held me down by the neck doggy style and unloaded in me again. When he pulled out I felt the trickle of cum slide out of my hole, down my ball sack and that’s when I felt my AIDS daddy's mouth. He was licking my balls clean making his way toward my hole. I was in heaven. I wanted him to fuck that diseased cum into me more than I wanted anything else. He cleaned my hole off then grabbed me by the hair and moved my mouth over to his dick. He was eight inches, cut and really veiny. I love veiny cock, especially when I know the guy had AIDS blood running through those veins. I licked him shaft to balls then slid him into my mouth and sucked him with fury: softly but with intent, wetting his balls with my tongue on the down stroke and lingering for a second longer on his head. He was fucking loving it. “Yeah, boy, suck that dirty cock, use your mouth on daddy's cock. Make daddy feel nice and good with that slut mouth” he grunted at me. I pulled off took a huge hit of poppers and went to town on his dick, sucking with fury and a passion for raw poz lust. He slapped my ass giving me the signal to 'bring that hole over here'. I spread my ass myself, opening my hole, making sure he saw the cum already buried into me, advising he I was a gaping AIDS fuck hole available for his pleasure. “Fuck me daddy. Give me that toxic seed, fuck that cum into me” I said in a hushed whisper. “What was that boy? You want what?” he demanded, placing his cock head against my open hole. “I want you to fuck me with that dirty tool, Sir. I want you to recharge that ass with your strain, fuck that cum into my blood!” He slammed his cock into me and pounded away. It hurt real bad, he was intentionally hitting my walls and fucking me with a slight sideways slant to insure some damage. This guy enjoyed fucking bug chasing bottom boys. “Yeah, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck that load into my hole, Daddy. Give me your AIDS!” I shouted. “Don’t worry, boy. I’m gonna give you a good toxic load. Gonna make sure you get my DNA up your gut, give you the fuck flu all over again. You’re gonna remember this fuck, you stupid little AIDS faggot whore!” he said while slamming into me so hard I thought I would pass out. The other guys had been watching, some with looks of disbelief. Here was a pretty little 24 year old twink boy begging for AIDS sperm from an almost 60-something year old wasted-faced, skinny AIDS fucker - and loving it. One of the guys fed me my poppers and didn’t remove the bottle. I was spinning. I was taking this cock with so much intent the rest of the guys were all jerking off. Even if they didn’t find Poz talk hot, at that moment, the depravity of my actions had everyone rock hard. The German guy came closer and said he was going to cum, my AIDS daddy pulled out a second while the German guy put his piss slit near my hole and sprayed my ass with his cum. AIDS daddy scooped some up put it on his cock and fucked the German's cum deeper into me. I felt so fucking full and slutty and open and wonderful. AIDs Daddy had been fucking me for 20 minutes and was still going strong. When I asked him if he was close he said “Boy, I’ve cum in you twice already!” And I went nuts, bucking my ass against his cock and panting and begging for more. He flipped me onto my back to look me in my eyes while he fucked me and I saw a new cock near my mouth and instinctively began sucking it, although never loosing eye contact with my AIDS daddy. He slammed into me some more and spit into my mouth snarling. He looked like an evil possessed demon fucker, and I knew all he wanted was to make sure his AIDS lived in me for as long as I was alive. And I would be sure to pass it on when the time was right. This poz fucker would live forever through his AIDS lineage and I was his receptacle. “Here I cum again, boy, you want some more of my AIDS cum? Let me hear you beg!” “Give it to me, Daddy. I need your AIDS sperm. I need you to recharge my ass. Make me toxic. Give me your fucking POZ cum.” With that he came in convulsions, unloading his disease into me. He fell on top of me and pulled out. For a second I felt very empty, like I was missing something, until the new guy mounted my ass. He was West Indian and hung, uncut, with a down curve to his cock. I hit my poppers more, I was almost too poppered out but being used so much without rest that I didn’t have time to think about it. The guy kept saying “Damn you're so full of cum. Fuck man, you're oozing all over my cock.” Needless to say he didn’t last long and shot in my ass with a series of grunts and bucks yelling for me to take his “fucking nasty seed!” Now it was late and I needed to go but I also needed to cum, so I mounted AIDS daddy again and rode his cock while stroking my own uncut eight inch poz shaft. It didn’t take long for me either, but I shot more cum than I ever had in my life. It just kept cumming. The German guy scooped it up off the bed and smeared it on my face, then kissed me while AIDS Daddy began to pulse into my ass for the last time that night. “Damn you're a little poz slut. Your ass was the main attraction tonight huh. You’re so fucking hot. I love a little take all loads slut boy.” With that he kissed me on the mouth, in the process tasting my cum. He made me open my mouth and he spit my own cum back into my mouth. I had to go. I was spent and tired and my legs and hole throbbed. The West Indian guy drove me home. We had good conversation and when I left I looked down at his car seat and sure enough there was a cum stain that leaked out of my ass. I didn’t care though. I had had a great Sunday and was now hungry as hell, so I stopped in the McDonalds and stood in line with my ass leaking poz cum down my shorts.

Craig’s List Ad While I was in high school I spent many nights reading the personal ads on Craig’s List wishing I was old enough to hook up with any of these hot men. One ad in particular always caught my eye and would fuel my jerk off session. The ad would be posted every Friday afternoon and it read; ‘2 studs looking for party bttm for the weekend! We are 2 top studs, one 27, 6’ 3”, 185, muscular build, 9” cut plus, second 24, 6’, 175, muscular, 8” cut. You be under 25, ht/wt proportionate, lean, smooth and willing to follow our direction for the weekend. In return you will have the time of your life. Send pic with stats and a phone number and we will reply.’ There were 2 pics of their cocks and they looked good enough to me. The day finally came where I turned 18 and I was ready to reply. I sent my e-mail message that read; ‘Just turned 18 here, 5’9”, 130 pounds, 7” cut cock ready to lose my cherry. Contact me so we can party together, xxx-xxx-xxxx. Chris’ I attached a few of my pics from swimming of me in my speedo along with a couple nudes I took with my digital camera. I started to think I would never hear from these guys when my phone finally rang around 9 pm. I answered and I heard a masculine voice on the other end. My heart was beating so hard and fast I thought the stud on the other end of the phone could hear it. He said his name was Dallas and his buddy’s name was Justin. Dallas said he sent me some pics of them to my e-mail. I quickly looked at them as my cock grew rock hard. He asked me if I was really a virgin. I told that it is true, I am a virgin. The he asked me how much I typically would do when I partied. I told him I would do about what any normal guy would do and had no problem holding my own when I partied with my friends. I guess that sounded good them guess he asked if I could come over their place. Since the rents were out of town for the weekend I knew I was available to them as they wanted and told them I could come over whenever they wanted me. Dallas said to be at their place about 10 pm and be ready to stay until Sunday afternoon. I had less than an hour to get my ass ready and out the door, but was wanted this so bad. Dallas gave me the address and we hung up. I immediately jumped in the shower and was ready to head out the door in record time. I plugged the address into my phone’s GPS program and was there with plenty of time to spare. I parked my car in the drive as directed and walked around to the back door. I noticed a pool and hot tub in the back yard and saw the 2 studs sitting by the pool. They greeted me and could hardly wait to get things started. They took me inside and told me to strip as they lost their board shorts and were naked before me. I couldn’t hide my excitement as I dropped my shorts and boxers revealing my dripping, rock hard 7”. I immediately dropped to my knees and began to suck on their cocks. I would suck one for a while then switch to the other. This went on for a few minutes when they suggested we move to the bedroom where we could get the party started. I followed Dallas back to the master bedroom where he had me sit on the edge of bed. I resumed sucking his cock as we waited for Justin to join us. I thought Justin was getting us drinks when he came in with something in his hands. I couldn’t quite make out when he had until Dallas pulled his hard 9” from my mouth. Dallas proclaimed that it was time to get the party started. Justin was on my left side when he began to tie a blue piece of rubber over my left bicep. Then I saw what he had in his hand when he came into the room. He had a needle filled with a clear liquid. At first I was a little scared but Dallas seemed to reassure me that I was about to have the best sex I’d ever have and to relax. Now I had never done any drugs what so ever. The only ‘partying’ I had done was when I drank beer at a high school party. Now I was letting a couple of guys I just met inject me with some sort of drug. I was mesmerized by what was going on. It seemed so surreal but it was happening to me. I felt the coolness of alcohol being applied followed by the slight ‘pinch’ of the needle as he stuck it into a prominent vein. I went back to sucking on Dallas but could see out the corner of my eye as a tinge of blood showed in the barrel before he pushed all the contents into my arm. Then the blue band on my arm was pulled off and Dallas pulled his cock from my mouth. I felt a warmth rush up my arm, tasted something metallic in the back of my throat. Suddenly I felt like I couldn’t breathe and I coughed really hard a few times. I laid back on the bed as I began to hear a strong ringing in my ears and had a little trouble seeing. I felt my heart begin to beat really fast, it felt like the temperature jumped in the room and my breathing got really fast. Dallas and Justin pulled me up on the bed. Dallas got between my legs and lifted my legs and Justin fed me his cock. I began to suck on Justin as I felt something incredible in my ass as Dallas began to lick my hole. I reached down to stroke my cock and noticed I was so soft, but yet I was so turned on and horny. I kept Justin’s cock in my mouth as Dallas got my hole all wet. I heard him comment that he could feel my hole sucking on his tongue and that I was ready to give him my cherry. I looked over as him as he held my legs and positioned his cock at my ass. I thought it would hurt like hell getting fucked for the first time, or so I’ve heard, but as Dallas slide inside me it felt so good. I still had Justin’s cock in my mouth as a moan escaped around his tool. I reached down to feel the hard tool invading my inside. I was slightly shocked and turned on when I felt the cock that took my virginity. I was a little out of it from the drugs but I could tell that Dallas was fucking me with his raw, bare cock. Everything that was going on seemed so overwhelming I seemed to lose track of time. Suddenly I felt like my hole was grabbing and milking on Dallas’s cock when he began to pant and groan. It felt as if his cock grew harder and harder when I suddenly felt the piece of meat inside me spasms. Suddenly the two studs’ switched positions and I began to clean of Dallas and Justin began to fuck me. Within a few minutes I began to feel Dallas starting to get hard again. Just like I did with Dallas inside me, I felt Justin getting harder when he began to grunt and his cock throb inside me. They had me change position to where I was on all 4’s like a dog. Justin sat in front of me as Dallas came in from behind so that he could fuck me again. It felt so good to feel his hard cock back inside my hungry hole as I cleaned off Justin’s cock. After Dallas filled me again with another load I could start to see some sun light come through the bedroom blinds. We switched one more time and Justin fucked me again. After Justin finished they suggested a shower then a dip in the pool before we had a little something for breakfast. After a nice shower we were lounging in the pool when Dallas swam up behind me. He didn’t say a word….he didn’t need too. I could feel his hard cock poking my ass searching for my hole. He had is right arm around my waist and reached down with his left had to guide home his tool inside me. Justin watched as Dallas fucked another load into my well used ass. After he pulled his cock from me Justin took his place. After Justin finished up I was told we were going to the baths. We got dressed and climbed into Justin’s car and drove off. I really couldn’t see where we were going since I was stuffed in the back seat. We pulled into a parking lot and I was told we were at the local bathhouse. When we got out of the car I noticed that there were a few cars in the lot as Dallas grabbed a bag out of the trunk and we walked towards the door. We walked in and Dallas walked up to the window as I stood back by Justin. I couldn’t make out what Dallas was saying to the guy behind the counter, but the guy handed him a key as they high fived each other and we entered the place. We went up the stairs and down a long hall before we came to a room. Dallas used the key to open the door and we entered the room. There was a bed on one side of the room and a sling on the other. Mirrors ran along the walls and above the bed and sling. I was told to strip and sit on the bed. I quickly stripped off my clothes and sat down on the bed as Justin and Dallas rummaged around in the bag. Dallas pulled a collar from the bag and placed it around my neck as Justin tied the blue band on my right arm. I watched as Justin took a syringe and stuck it in a prominent vein in my arm.’ This syringe looked to have a lot more in it then the first one I was given just last night. He stuck it in my arm and I watched him get a little bit of blood in the barrel before he slowly emptied the contents into me. He raised my arm above my head and pulled the blue band off. The warmth up my arm and into my chest was much stronger then the night before. I coughed really hard, the ringing in my ears was almost deafening and had to lay back as my breathing quickened and my heart began to race. As I lay there Dallas and just stripped down and pulled out some chaps from the bag. They got dressed in leather, fetish gear as I lay there trying to gain my composure. Dallas attached a leash to the collar I wore. I was pulled up to my feet as Justin pulled my arms behind my back and placed restraints in my wrists and ankles. My wrists were hooked together as a long chain connected my ankles. I guess they didn’t want me to run if I tried, not like I was going to run with myself flying high. As Justin led me we around the pace and I was not sure where Dallas disappeared too. I caught many glances from the few people who were there before we came to a dark area, I believe they called it the maze. We entered the maze and I immediately felt hands grabbing at me. They stopped and without any warning someone came up behind me, pushed me over and slid his cock inside my ass. It felt great to have my ass filled again but it didn’t last long when my leash was pulled and I was forced to walk away from the guy fucking me, pulling me off his cock. We went on a little further where we stopped again and another guy bent me over and slid his cock inside me. I’m not sure how long Justin led me around, but the process kept repeating with us walking, stopping, me being bent over and fucked. Before I knew it we were back at the room and met back up with Dallas. The guys chatted about Justin walking me around and the fact that Dallas had written a notice advertising a young, neg cunt ready for pozzing. They released my wrists and had me get into the sling. My wrists and ankles were then restrained the chains. Justin then took a large syringe that did not have a needle on it. It was filled with a clear liquid. He stuck a couple finger in my ass….boy did that feel good. He pulled his fingers from my ass then stuck the syringe inside me. I looked up into the mirror over the sling as he emptied the entire syringe into my hole. I felt a burning as the contents entered me and the ringing in my ears resumed as my heart raced some more. The syringe was pulled from my hole as the door to our room was opened up. Guys began to pour into the room like water being released by a broken damn. Guys of all ages and shapes came into our room. A line began to form between my legs and before I knew it I was finally getting fucked again. One by one I was fucked by every guy in line. I looked over to the bed to see Dallas screwing some skinny blond kid on the bed as Justin fucked some muscle stud. Every now and then Justin came over to see how I was doing. He gave me a little more stuff in my arm and I kept on taking load after load. I could feel the cum dripping from my hole. I’m not sure how long we were there but it was dark out when we left to head back to their place. When we got back to their place I was told to shower up and we headed out to the hot tub for a nice soak. It felt good to sit in the tub as Dallas and Justin rubbed my body in various places. After a short time Dallas had me stand up and he bent me over the side of the tub and fucked me. After he finished, Justin took his turn and added his load. They switched off like that until the sun began to come up. After it was daylight they asked me if I had a good time. I told them that it was better than I had expected. All they did was smile as I got ready to leave for home. When I got home I checked my e-mail and pleasantly surprised at the number of messages from guys I had met at the bathhouse. Over the next few weeks I would sneak out and meet up with these men. My actions seem to catch up to me after a couple weeks of fucking. One day after I took a good pounding from this stud that fucked me at the baths I started to feel tired. My groin was swollen and sore, and I started to feel sick to my stomach. I spent the next week in bed which got my mother really worried. After 3 days of me in bed she took me to the doctor. He took a lot of blood and sent me home with antibiotics. A few days later when I started feeling better I couldn’t wait to get out of the house and get fucked. I met up with one of my many studs and took a good pounding from him. As I was on my way home I got a call from the doctor’s office. My doctor wanted to see me about my blood tests. I arrived at the doctor’s office and the nurse took me right back to his office. As I waited for him to come in and see me I wondered why he wanted to see me. He finally came in and sat down at his desk. He spoke softly to me and said that he had some bad news to give me. My blood work came back indicating that I was…….

I’m very sorry for your loss! I have gone through it myself and it’s not easy! Best wishes on your future and I wish you well! 🙏for you and your family!

Multiple cummer

Warning: Check the fine print on the label and avoid poppers made with isopropyl nitrite. Isopropyl has been positively associated with eye damage. Choose formulations based on butyl, isobutyl, or cyclohexl nitrite instead. And Tops, remember - poppers kill boners. Use them lightly, or better yet not at all, when fucking. Bottoms everywhere will thank you. 🙂

This is why the blindfold is always close to hand when I'm fisting--let him watch in the mirror for a bit--then it's time for him to check out visually and let me go deeper.

If ur in Dallas u can fuck me any weekend. Any guy on BZ with a hard dick and pulse is my type!

you can do better than that faggot. you gotta actively look for crackheads and homeless guys to fuck you. offering them money helps plus it makes it even more degrading for a slut.paying some dirty smelly (hopefully poz) homeless guy to fuck you bareback in an alley.i love sluts that do that

Fuck. You sound like my kind of top.

Hot story man! I miss when I worked construction. Would work out of town for weeks sometimes. Guys from other companies as well as guys from my crew craved to cum and didn’t care how. I’ve been loaded up with construction cum so many times. Only reason I would go back!!

As explained in my last entry I had a day pass for a cruise club in Barcelona and all the guys from 2-5pm insisted on condoms when fucking but I wondered whether things would change in the evening. Well I completed the experiment by returning for 2 sessions between 9 and 11pm. I’m pleased to announce that all sex was bareback in the evening. I wonder what the sociologists would make of that. for my own part I fucked 5 times in the evening, 3 top, 2 bottom, all raw. The highlight for me was a young slim guy (my type) spied me fucking from the outside of a booth through a gloryhole. When he felt the size and hardness of my cock he obviously decided he had to have me and he pulled me out and led me to a booth. After some fore play, mainly forced upon both our nipples (one of his being pierced), I ascertained that he was receptive to being fucked - just using the usual body signals, we didn’t speak each other’s language. He bent over and, unusually for me, I rimmed him. Boy was it great to rim his young ass and I periodically rimmed him some more as we paused in fucking from time to usually when he stopped to sniff some poppers . My only regret was I didn’t seed him; probably because he was the hottest guy there at that time and wanted to see who else he could score; and I don’t blame him. A very lengthy and memorable fuck.

@jackdaw .... Absolutely FANTASTIC pic 😈 LOVE it! This is the kinda image I have had in my mind for an encounter Charlie has between himself and his Master's MASTER (the D-E-V-I-L), which would be several chapters away. I have several ideas floating around already. Whoever wants me to actually develop that part of the story, then 'like / upvote' this comment, so I know if it is worth my time going down the darkest path. 👺

I received 3 loads, and deposited one, in the last 2 days which is the best I’ve done for a while. I’m In London UK for 2 days and wanted to make the most of it and went to Pleasuredrome one day and Vault 139 the second. Vault allows you to come and go so I actually went there twice before and after going to a theatre performance (holding a load inside). Although I took a load there I wouldn’t bother again with Pleasuredrome but Vault was awesome: a cruise bar with a huge number of guys, slightly seedy basement and action going on all over, all raw as far as I could tell. Highlight of my afternoon session at the vault was a young slim good looking boy who was packed in a corner with a guy he was kissing and another playing with his cock. I’m not one to force my way in on a session and stood near but not touching or interfering. The young guy who was the centre of attention casually reached out and touched my cock, liked what he felt and motioned for me to fuck him. I obliged and entered his ass which was very slim. He didn’t stop kissing the other guy, although he had to stop occasionally as the session got heavier, and the other guy generously shared poppers with all 3 of us twice while I was fucking him. Other guys crowded around to watch and grope me but the young guy tried to push them away. I usually go on for a long time when topping but the poppers had their effect and I dumped a good load in the guy.

Chapter XXVII The next morning as everyone was getting awakened, we started to learn the actual truth of this whole thing. We were told the entire story of how, one by one, our friends had all succumbed to the owner of the bar over the course of several months. They had all become poz and they all decided not to get on meds. They had planned this whole thing to arouse our curiosity, starting with me as they all knew I had a thing for huge cocks. They planned and schemed and came up with the plan to just tease me, little by little, to crave seeing the owners huge cock and then to make sure my curiosity definitely killed the cat and had been fucked by him. Then they planned again making sure I needed to see and feel it again, and to get my love to want in on the action too. It had taken almost 3 months to get the plan into play and now, my boy's and my asses were theirs and even this morning both of us were still dripping cum from the night of being fucked almost senseless by highly charged toxic poz cum. As the story unfolded, I looked at my love and told him I was so sorry for what I had done to us. He grinned and told me not to worry about it as last night had been the greatest sex he had ever had and it was all due to me. He went on to explain, that although, he was almost always a top, he sometimes had dreamed of bottoming and taking cock like I did. Now, he knew exactly why I loved it. He still wanted to be a top mostly but now at times could take a cock too. We grinned at each other, grabbed each other and hugged and kissed like newly weds or something. Our love was now bonded beyond belief. We broke our embrace after a bit, to find our friends and our host grinning and applauding us. It did not take long before everyone was in a huge pile on the bed and we were being fucked again and again and again. Nobody let up until late evening when our host announced he had another surprise for us all. He told us he had enjoyed this deviousness so much, that he had ordered a huge banquet to be catered in. He then, still naked, went to the door and opening it, ushered in the caterers, who we found out, had been informed beforehand that everyone there would be naked, so they would not freak out. We all dug in and celebrated our impending conversion.. What a heck of a way to go. Fun with friends and also a new found friend in the owner. OMG WHAT DID I DO----TO DESERVE SUCH A FANTASTIC ADVENTURE. The End and a NEW BEGINNING FOR OUR HERO.

Not sure if 4 and a bit years counts as a LTR , but here's what is currently working for us: we have an open relationship, and we're both of the mindset that fetish play, "play" or sex for sport is something that's fun but has no emotional attachment. The only emotional attachment is between us and not open. Separating sex and love is a key thing to seeing play with others as non threatening. That said, we have a few rules we both follow, like no overnight tricks - always come home - and sharing guys if we think it would work. we play separately (mostly) and together (sometimes). When we're out in London or berlin we look out for each other and help each other out getting what and who we want - "wingmen".

It had been a few months since posting my number on Breedingzone, and pornhub. But it finally paid off when a trucker texted me to say that he was going to be at the truck stop , in Olive Branch, MS.. I told him I stay one mile from the Flying J and would love to meet up with him. He let me know that next Tuesday and every Tuesday after that he would be in the area, and really wanted to breed my fuck hole. This was on a Thursday and I was so excited about the coming week. He text Tuesday morning to let me know he would be there around 5pm. I said GREAT since I usually work until 4 or 5pm. When I got off work I went right home showered and got my hole ready to take his load, or loads.. I text him when ready and he said to meet him outside the J in 15 mins. I arrived and OMG , the man was about 6'3 , 220 lbs and just a big bear of a man. I walked up to him and he said OH YEAH, you are going to be my whore for the night. We walked out to his truck and got in. As soon as I was in , and said ok, now get those fucking clothes off and start servicing your daddy. His cock was about 8.5 and had one of biggest mushroom heads I had ever seen. I quickly took it all and nursed it for about 30 mins , before he said good boy, now daddy wants that hole you been telling me about. I got on my knees and he lubed my hole and then with out warning just plowed in balls deep. I was in heaven and pain all at the same time. He just kept saying shut up and take that fucking cock, you little whore. He told me he was going to knock me up and make me his regular weekly fuck. He fucked me for like an hour and then told me clean off his cock, which I did , as a good bottom slut . While I was sucking his cock he was busy on his phone. He was talking with someone and said : Yeah just put my first load in and getting serviced for my next load. Yeah , I am in the red truck middle row, 4th truck in . I was not sure what was going on. But soon learned that my new Daddy was whoreing me out. (HOT) About 15 mins later a knock was at his truck door, and he said your next load is here. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and went and let the guy in. He was a tall thin guy with lots of tatts up and down his arms. He quickly took off his clothes and showed his 9 inch cock that had a tat off a scorpion on it. That was really fucking hot. He also had a bio tat on his chest circling his nipple. He looked at me and said: oh yeah I'm going to enjoy giving this bitch my toxic seed. I quickly took his cock into my hungry mouth and sucked him as best I could , it was so damn big and I was doing my best to deep throat it but it was to big and had curve that was hot as fuck. I serviced him for only about 15 mins and he was fingering my hole the whole time. He looked down at me and said ok BITCH TIME TO BREED. I turned around and presented my freshly used hole and begun to eat my hole like never before. My trucker Daddy got in front of me and forced his huge cock down my throat again. After a few minutes the guy behind me got up and mounted me. His cock was nice and the curve really felt awesome. I could not say anything as my new Daddy had his cock balls deep in my throat. The second guy was fucking my hole like a true top stud. Slamming it in and out and calling me a dirty fucking whore the whole time. My daddy was just laughing saying : Yeah FUCK THIS BITCH GOOD. He fucked my hole for about 20 mins before saying, here you go bitch , TAKE MY TOXIC SEED.. I lay there for a mins and started to get up when Daddy said : where you think your going? You are my whore for the night and you are staying right here till I put at least two more loads in that bitch cunt. The second guy laughed and said : YEAH YOU FUCKING WHORE, WE ARE GOING TO BREED THAT CUNT ALL NIGHT.. I ended up staying in the truck for the next 3 hours and took 2 more loads from each of my Top Breeders. It was so great and I gave my second guy my number and told him : Here is my number . 618-967-7232... Text me anytime you get this way. They both sent me a text at least twice a month and kept my hole well used. And yes this is my true cell number.

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.

Friday, May 17/19 -> STEAMWORKS TORONTO - 8:45PM-4:30AM I must say from the outset last night at Steamworks Toronto was a normal, piggy night for me. Diverse crowd both physically and age-wise. Here's what happened. 1. Within an hour of getting there I met a younger guy shorter than me (I'm 5'8") but beefier. He started to feel me up and play with my nipples in the bark narrow darkroom. He took my hand and we entered the middle confessional with 2 gloryholes on each side (no bench). He took off his towel, revealing a beautiful cock, more on the pencil thin side, but I'm not complaining. I sucked on it for a bit. We kissed. He told me he wanted to fuck me. By all means, go ahead. Raw, no mention of condoms. My hole was completely douched and lubed. So him going in me didn't hurt one bit. His cock I could take. After a really short time, he asked where I wanted his load. I said, "In me!" I could feel his cock ready to spurt a huge load. His breath became shortened and he lead out a few grunts. I felt his cock spurting in me and the cum down my left thigh. I knelt to thank him by cleaning off his cock. He said his name was Alain and that he was into daddies. LOAD #1 - in me. 2. I did see my favorite younger pig slut. Very thin waist. About 6'. Goatee. Raw vers. He was in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp area sucking cock. Guys wanted a piece of him. One guy was sucking his cock, and I knelt down to taste his beautiful boycunt. I presumed it would be wet and full of loads. I was right. He looked around to see who was rimming him. He smilled and went back to cock sucking. He always manages to push out a few loads for me to eat. And this night his boyhole was dessert for me. He has a long beer-can thick cock. I asked for him to tease my hole with it. He could just get the head in and poke around a bit. I kept bumping into him last night. Remember, pigs can smell other pigs from far away and want to play together. 3. LOADS #2 and 3 I got from various cocks while kneeling in the back, narrow dark room. Their dicks were incredible. These guys were one-hit wonders because after cleaning off their cocks to thank them, they quickly disappeared from that dark room. When there's action there, I try to feel up guys' asses with my fingers who's ready to rimmed or fucked. I managed to eat a few nice boyholes too. All the guys last night were clean; no accidents happened. 4. The next load was from a guy who claims he fucked me before. Middle Eastern younger guy on PREP, into daddies. I spotted him in the front gloryhole area. We kissed. He was busy. I asked whether he's staying for a bit, he said yes. Later on, during one of my pitstops in my room at Steamworks, he asked to come in. My room was not well lit up but he knew he had the right room. We kissed. His towel came off fast. He hadn't seen me in a while. He has an open relationship with his bf. He plays on the side. He had cum twice earlier and wasn't too sure if he'd be able to fuck me. I guess he was fucking other guys. Dicks can get sore! I told him I wanted his boycum. He's in his 30s, tanned, shorter than me. We held each other and kissed some more. I got to his dick level and swallowed his flacid cock. It didn't take long to become hard. I sucked him to his enjoyment. He helped me out by jerking his cock to crank out another (his 3rd) load. Boy, was it creamy and a good-sized load. His fingers I sucked because they were filled with his cum too. I cleaned them off and his cock. We lay there and just chatted. I told him I like to come to Steamworks on Friday nights. He said that he'll look out for me next time he's there. Another fan of daddies. LOAD #4 - in me. 5. I was still saving my big load for a younger guy's mouth or ass. In the back narrow darkroom (like in all darkrooms of Steamworks Toronto) the lights get dimmed after 1 or 2 AM. The time was approaching 4 AM. I went into that narrow darkroom. Many hands wanted to play with my nipples and cock. In the dim light I saw a bubble butt which I wanted to rim. I got down to work. As I was working his hole with my tongue, he started to moan and back up more. His boycunt was loving the attention. He turned around for me to suck his half-hard cock. Lovely! I got up, and he wanted to taste my cock and another guy's cock too. He was going back and forth. He wanted cum. While he was sucking the other guy next to me, I was jacking my cock and ready to blast. I lead out a "I'm reading to burst!" comment, and he immediately switched cock to catch all of my load. This young pig knew what to do and proceeded to clean off my cock and thank me for my load! LOAD #5 - in a younger pig. Gentlemen, pigs=pigs! I showered and left by 4:30 AM. A vey frisky, piggy night!

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

Hey, Back around 2009/2010, in the pre-PrEP days, when bareback was still pretty taboo, one of the best blogs was Matt & Dan's Sexual Adventures. Does anybody know whatever happened to Matt & Dan? They were hot and depraved fuckers. I jerked off to their stories so many times... until I took the plunge and became a barebacker myself.

Family wedding, bisexual (he was very proud of that) groomsman. Kept talking to us about some (admittedly very fucking hot) Canadian straight guys at the wedding who looked like Tyler Labine. Eventually he got irritating so I asked if he wanted a fuck. Went back to his room, fucked his face, then pulled down his suit trousers n bent him over the bed n ate his big pale ass. He kept his shirt n waistcoat on. He had no lube but we had been on the drink. Luckily meant no rubber so I spat n shoved. He was noisy as fuck so I pounded hard n fast till I dropped a huge poz load in him. Then back to the party.

Id say any pozzing vids really are my fav. Or if i can be honest any tiny teen girl getting rammed by huge black cocks

So after a hard training at the gym, I went back to my friend's apartment, horny as hell. I told him that I needed to get pigged out. He told me that the naked night was good at the Laboratory, so we decided to prepare and go. Before going he wrote on my back with a marker something like "Cumdump" or whatever. Cannot remember. The place is huge....I have no idea about how many people there were inside. A LOT. Aften getting naked, i picked up my popper bottle, and followed my friend....lots of big cocks, many hot guys. Some guys started to follow me, we went to dark area behind the bar where my friend after blindfolding me, told me that all the raw actions was going to happen there, and that i had to make him proud of me. While he was putting me in the fuckbench i could feel hands touching my body...i cannot explain how horny i was. After kissing me, he began to fuck my well lubed hole, calling for the attention of other tops who were gathering up around me. It lasted hours, and for hours I know i was surrounded by cocks. I have no idea how many guys fucked my ass, but in the middle of the night i was feeling kinda exhausted, do i needed to take a small break. My friend did tell me that I was full of cum as I have never been before, but when i arrived to the bathroom i could not believe it....IT WAS SO AWESOME, I had cream everywhere in my ass and legs...i was overflowing. It got me so horny that i immediately came back to the bench. My friend was already there waiting for me there, with a guy who i think he got something like a 11" cock. He licked my creamy butt, and then he begun to pound my ass...i was feeling all the cream jumping from my ass to my back. Serving so many horny men has been so awesome. As i've told you i have no idea about how many people fucked me...but it surely was a lot. My friend told me that i took something around 60 loads. I don't know if it's true....but it's possible, given the amount of people.... If you're looking for pin bottom paradise...this is it. And if you're muscular and young, be assured that you'll come home with cum dripping from everywhere. I remember that when i got home, some cum went throught the jeans...i hope that i didn't leave something on the taxi.

Stepping out of the shower I grabbed the thick towel and began running it vigorously over my hard defined body, feeling invigorated and refreshed and ready to continue the nasty piggy play leather daddy and I had been having with his meth-and-cock craving sexy neg pig bottom boi, Trevor ever since he walked into daddy's house Friday night. We had continually filled him with meth thru hitting the pipe, giving him shotguns and numerous booty bumps, using our fingers and our bare dicks. At first he'd protested against being fucked and only wanted oral because he was still a virgin. That made daddy determined to pop the sub pig's cherry hole and to do it bare. Once he felt the first dick in his sexy hairy bi ass he'd ever had he couldn't get enough cock in his boi hole. And with tina and me and daddy seducing him and taking advantage of his resistance getting weaker and weaker, he'd finally given in to his unrealized desires to be fucked raw and filled with hot multiple loads of cum! Daddy and I did not disappoint him and had filled him over and over with our cum and piss in both his holes. He had gone from resisting to all-out fucking begging for his new daddy's and bro's bare cocks and chem cum and piss filling him up and we gladly obliged. What he didn't know was that the loads of cum we were injecting into him were toxic unmedicated and very viral poz loads! He even got into some dirty very verbal poz roleplay at daddy's urging while daddy and I "pretended" to be poz and the tweaked out pig let us know how much he wanted us both to knock him up and give him our bug! We had gone at it nearly non-stop till almost noon Saturday when all 3 of us had laid down together in daddy's bed, our sweaty cum and piss soaked bodies pressed together and fell asleep. I had woke up nearly an hour ago alone in the big bed. I started to call out for daddy when I realized I heard the water running in the shower and then, above the sound of the water I heard Trevor's moans and whimpers and pleadings for daddy to fuck him harder and deeper. My cock sprang to full hardness immediately as I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom as quietly as I could - not that they would have heard me over the water and the hungry pig's groanings and beggings. Looking inside the doorway I could clearly see daddy and Trevor inside the huge 3-sided glass shower stall. Daddy had Trevor pressed up against the tile wall, their backs to me, as daddy's powerful ass cheeks clenched and unclenched with each brutal deep penetrating thrust into the party pig's unresisting hole. "You ready, slut?" Daddy said as his pounding continued. "You ready to take more of Daddy's cum deep inside your fucking hungry pig guts?!" "Yes, Daddy! PLEASE!" Trevor moaned loudly and eagerly. "Shoot your cum deep inside my faggot hole. Mark me, Sir, and make me yours! I NEED your cum in me Daddy! Fill me up...cum in me PLEASE!!" I had stepped inside the bathroom and was standing just outside the enclosed shower, stroking my throbbing dick as a steady stream of poz precum dripped onto the floor. I was standing at just the right angle where daddy saw me out of the corer of his eye and turned his head toward me, grinning lewdly as he pummelled the sexy pig bottom impaled on his fat raw dick. Trevor's head was turned the other way so he didn't know he had an audience. "Fucking take it pig!" Daddy shouted. "Yeah you dirty cum hungry fucker! Take your daddy's hot cum deep inside your needy hole. Be daddy's cumdump and feel my seed shooting in you and becoming part of you...nowwwwwwwwwwwwww!!" At that I saw daddy grab Trevor's shoulders and thrust powerfully into the boi's welcoming hole as another thick load of venomous cum sprayed into his wrecked and ready hole. "Yes, yes, yes", Trevor moaned over and over as he felt every volley of daddy's latest load shooting into him. They stayed joined and still for a minute or more as they both calmed down and caught their breath. Suddenly the room was filled with an almost deadly quiet as daddy turned off the water and the only sounds were their breathing and the slick stroking of my fist along my hard thick poz shaft. "DAMN!" I said. "That was so fucking hot dudes!" Daddy grinned at me as he pulled his wet dick from the hole he'd just bred. "Glad you liked it, boy" he said to me. Then he slapped Trevor's ass as he said "And I KNOW you liked it boi, didn't you?" "Oh fuck yes daddy! I love getting fucked by you and your big daddy dick! And bro's too" he added looking over at me and licking his lips. They stepped out of the shower and daddy began drying Trevor off then Trevor did the same to him. Daddy looked at me as they headed out of the bathroom and told me to take a shower and join them back in the living room. He leaned close and whispered in my ear, "I have a surprise or 2 for you and your pig bro!". Then he licked my ear, grinned at me and led Trevor out of the bathroom as I got in the shower. As I finished drying I saw my dick was at full mast again as I remembered the shower scene I had walked in on and wondered what daddy meant about a surprise for both his boys. I didn't have a clue what it might be but I knew that if daddy had prepared it, it would be fucking hot as hell and add to the pervy fun we'd already been having. Walking out of the bathroom I heard daddy call out, telling me to pass thru the kitchen and bring some bottled water for each of us. Entering the kitchen I stopped in my tracks and felt my cock twitch again. On the counter next to the fridge was anote in daddy's handwriting saying, "Surprise #1....just for you boy!" Next to the note was a small mirror with two fat white lines of powder on its face and a straw laying next to the mirror. Hot damn! Daddy knew I liked doing a snort of coke now and then but preferred to let me have it only on special occasions so I wouldn't need much to feel its effects. This weekend was obviously a special occasion and daddy was both rewarding me for helping him with Trevor, and also making sure that I was just as horny and eager to please daddy as Trevor was! I wasted no time in grabbing the straw and leaning over the mirror inhaling the first line in one nostril then the 2nd line in the other nostril. Fuck!! As always, the stuff daddy got was always primo. I felt the coke hit me before I straightened back up from doing the 2nd line and had to garb the edge of the counter to steady myself. I needed to fuck and suck and cum and get fucked and sucked and bred! I needed cock and I needed ass and I needed cum! I hoped daddy was ready and able to take on two fucked up horny sex crazed pigs I thought as I grabbed the 3 waters and headed to the living room. Of course I knew he was....Daddy is as insatiable as they come! to be continued....

I agree as well, so long as you don't overdo the G - together they can make for awesome sex...

Part 3 He remained on top of me while he texted away for a few minutes, often smirking and chuckling at either something he’d written or received from whoever it was on the other end. It was starting to make me nervous again, and I was becoming more aware of how sore my butt was. It felt very wet and I was sure that cum and possibly blood was leaking out of my hole onto the plastic sheet. Feeling my slimy butt cheeks sliding around on the plastic under his weight once again got the better of me and my dick sprang to life, bouncing against his bare ass. “Don’t even think about it, fucker,” he glared down at me. “You’re here to get used, not the other way around.” “Who are you texting?” I asked meekly. “Just a handful of guys that I used to party with when I did a little time,” he said playfully, tossing his phone onto his little pile of discarded clothing. Great, sex starved ex-cons. I think I’m definitely going to die tonight. Just then I heard the creaking of the big outer door swinging open and then slamming shut. With some luck it would be a worker and not one of his buddies. Wrong. "You got here fast," Mr. Mean said. "I was just having a beer around the corner," new guy replied, then whistled loudly. “Well, well, well, what did you get yourself?” “I got us a little faggot to play with for the night,” Mr. Mean told him, finally raising himself up off of me to go over and give his prison buddy the playful guy shoulder slapping hug. “I want at him,” the new guy was saying, already taking his clothes off. Thankfully he was more average in build, probably only an inch or two taller than me, but stocky, with a nice looking cock that wasn’t too long but had a respectable thickness. He kind of wandered around the warehouse for a couple of minutes and came back with a handful of fruit. Was he hungry for a snack before taking his turn on me? Evidently I was his snack, and the fruit . . . well I had no idea the plan for that. Average guy climbed down behind me, grabbed me by the hips and flipped me over onto my stomach, and whistled again when he looked down between my spread legs and saw the mess leaking out of me. “How many loads did you shoot in this guy? Look at all the fucking cum running out of that sloppy kunt,” he said to Mr. Mean. “Only one. He had a big load in him from someone else, but I made him push it out and eat it up while I fucked him,” he replied. “Ha! A real fucking cum slut!” Average guy marvelled. “Is he poz? Cuz that’s all he’s gonna get tonight,” he added, leaning down close to my left ear. “You like taking toxic cum up that greedy whore kunt?” I didn’t know if I should answer or not, but when he slapped my ass a few times really hard, I knew I had to go along with it. “Yes, I love that toxic cum in me!” “Good faggot,” he grumbled. And then I felt something going up my ass, but it wasn’t his dick. I looked back over my shoulder and saw that he was stuffing a peeled banana up my ass. What the hell is this guy into? When the banana was all the way in, he climbed between my legs and stuck his dick in too, and wasted no time pounding the hell out of my ass. I was grateful that he wasn’t monster-hung, but with the banana up there already, I felt full. His fucking went on for quite a while, with Mr. Mean laughing and shouting encouraging words for his buddy while he used me like some kind of fruit salad fuck doll. He wasn't a gentle fucker, and he relentlessly pounded both that banana and my ass to mush. I didn’t feel him shooting in me since the banana was filling my hole up, but I definitely heard him grunting as it lead up to it. “Take it, take it, take my fucking poz cum up that whore kunt!” he yelled, slamming so hard into me that my own cock, which had been sliding around in that pool of cum on the plastic, shot off beneath me. He must have felt it with my ass going into spasms around his tool. “You fucking whore! Who told you that you could cum?!” he yelled, slapping my ass hard. He yanked his cock out of me really rough and it made a really sloppy wet sound, and then I could feel his breath on my hole. In a matter of seconds he was diving deep up my hole, hungrily eating all of his load and that banana out. I have to say that it felt heavenly. Just as he was finishing his snack, I heard the door again, and in walked a big black dude, about the same size and build as Mr. Mean. They exchanged quick hugs and he began stripping. “I got to make this quick. I’ve got a 30 minute break and wasted 10 getting here.” He was on me in a flash, stuffing his big black cock into my now vacant hole. It was a very tight fit, but he managed to get about half way in me before my tortured hole blocked him. “Come on, take it you fuckin’ whore,” he grunted, rutting his hips hard, eventually busting through and I felt his big low hanging balls resting against my own balls. I felt fully stuffed once again. He held there only for a few seconds, giving me time to take a couple of deep breaths, and then he hauled back and began slamming me. He kept up a steady pound, over and over, his hips slapping into my quivering butt cheeks and making wet smacking sounds, and me grunting every time he hit bottom. He kept it steady, didn’t change positions, didn’t slow down, just smack, smack, smack, deep dicking me with every stroke, until he gritted his teeth, growled, and hissed in my ear, “Take this fucking load, goddamned fucking whore! Take my poz cum! Going to give you that AIDS!”. And then his dick swelled over and over inside me and I could feel his big black cock spray painting my insides with his toxic seed. He kept his dick in me while he caught his breath, then eased it out, and then told me, “Keep that fucking load up your ass, bitch. My swimmers have some work to do in there. We’re going to get you fucking pregnant,” he laughed, now pulling on his clothes. As he was heading out the door, I heard him greeting someone else on their way in. Seconds later I couldn’t believe my eyes . . . Part 4 -the final installment, to follow very soon.

Part 2 Luckily my fall was broken by a bunch of black trash bags, but as I struggled to get to my feet (and make a run for it before this guy who looked like an escaped con, ex-con, or would-be con, kills me) I could feel the nylon track pants sticking to my cummy ass. There must be a big wet spot there by now. And Mr.Mean noticed. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” he said, sounding both playful and malicious at the same time. Fuck, I’m going to get bashed! Well, not if I can help it. I scrambled and made a dash back in the direction I’d come from. I could hear his large frame making tracks behind me, and his long strides gave him a distinct advantage. I was just about to turn a corner when he grabbed me and slammed me against the wall. “Try running again and you’ll regret it,” he hissed, really close to my face. His breath smelled like whiskey and cigarettes. He grabbed me by the upper arm and started dragging me back to where I’d run into him. “Where are you taking me?” I asked, struggled against his firm grip. He kind of snickered, and then said, “You just assaulted me. I think that it’s time to return the favour. You see, I know a thing or two about assault.” This creep is going to use me for a punching bag! He knows a thing or two about assault -that’s probably what got him sent to the clink! We stopped basically back where we had started. I glanced up at the building. The sign said ‘Wholesale Produce’. Evidently he works there. He kicked the door open and dragged me inside. I kind of hoped there was a night staff on and they might call 9-1-1 and save me, but the place appeared deserted. He locked me in a dark little closet while I heard him moving around outside, rummaging, shuffling. I’m not sure what he had planned. After an eternity, the door flew open and he dragged me out and over to an alcove area. All of the movement I had heard was him constructing a sort of makeshift bed, several thick blankets topped with a thick clear plastic sheet. He threw me down in the middle of it. “Take off your fucking clothes,” he ordered. I didn’t know if he was going to pull a gun on me or what, so I did as I was told. Sitting there naked, I could feel my butt hole quiver -was this fright, or just a natural reaction to my wet ass feeling all slippery on the plastic? He knelt down on the edge of the plastic and sneered at me. “Now I want you to push out all of that cum from you ass, you filthy pig. Make a nice big puddle there on the plastic.” Okay, now I was confused and really had no clue what was going on. But again I just did what I was told. I flexed my ass muscles and squirted every drop of that other stud’s load. Seeing it pool underneath me was insane. I couldn’t believe that so much cum came out of one man. And I also noticed several streaks of blood in there which wasn't really a surprise given what he'd done to my ass with that big club of his. Looking at it also made my dick stand up rock hard. It was involuntary, but I could smell the cum, too. What pig worth his salt wouldn’t have the same reaction? Mr. Mean chuckled, but it didn’t sound like a friendly chuckle. “Look at that little dick of yours bobbing around there. What a fucking little pig.” He reached out and slapped my left cheek. Surely not as hard as it could have been, but hard enough to sting. I hoped he was just trying to get my attention -which he had. “Now I want you to get on your fucking knees like a pig and lick all of that cum up,” he ordered. Suddenly I wasn’t scared anymore. Just incredibly aroused. I got on all 4’s and started licking. And slurping. “Slow down, you greedy fucking pig. Take your time or else,” he warned. I slowed down and focused on the texture and taste of the massive cum load. If this was to be my last meal, then I’d be very happy with that. As I licked, I stole glances at him. He’d gotten to his feet and began taking his clothes off. He was probably as tall as the man earlier, but not as bulky. Built very solid, but leaner. And apparently he was enjoying watching me eat the cum because when he removed his jeans a big dick swung out and waved around in front of him like a divining rod. Evidently it wasn’t water it was seeking out. He walked around me on the plastic sheet and I could feel him kneel down behind me. “Now that all of that cum is out of your hole, I can fuck you really good. I don’t want you too slick in there. I want you to feel everything I've got.” The cum would have been very welcome given that his dick was quite big, though not as large as the last man’s was. But a good 10 inches and thick. He wedged the head in my hole, then popped it out. He did that a few times, enjoying the initial penetration of the head as much as I was enjoying it. Over and over, and I began to moan and really get into it. I finished up the last of the cum. He pulled his dick out once again, and then jammed the entire thing full length into me. At least he wasn’t clamping his hand over my mouth like the last guy, and I let out a scream. Despite my butt being busted earlier, I was still sore from the intense pounding. That cum really would have come in handy. It didn’t take as long for me to get used to this big dick, though, and I was soon enjoying every long stroke of this big shaft, balls deep into my ass every time. And I was slamming my ass back to meet him, which he seemed to like. His hands on my hips pulled me down hard onto him, he growled and I could feel him blast my ass full of his hot sticky cum. He held me there while his balls emptied their entire load into me. When he was done, I let his dick slip out of me and he sat back onto his heels. I looked back over my shoulder, not ever sure if he would allow me to move. He was grinning which made him much more attractive, or maybe it was just because he’d just fucked me. “Well, that was a real breeding, and now you’re a real pig,” he said. “I hope you don’t mind poz cum, because I haven’t been on any meds in years,” he added, wearing a big smile. He seemed awfully proud of himself. Fuck, what are the odds of two poz guys breeding me in one night? My heart was pounding and I was filled with those mixed emotions again. On the one hand my whole body was tingling, and I loved feeling like a true fuck pig. On the other . . . more toxic cum in me? Seriously? I did not go looking for it, but it seems to keep finding me. I let out an involuntary laugh and he gave me a questioning look. “What the fuck is so funny about that?” I crawled around and sat back onto my heels facing him. “When I ran into you, a guy had just raped my ass and told me ‘Welcome to the club’. “ “So, what, you thought you’d run home and douche his poz cum out of you and it would all be fine?” he snickered. “It doesn’t work that way.” “No, I was running home to stick a butt plug up my ass and jack off,” I told him. I started to get up, figuring he’d gotten off, and we’re done. But he pounced on me, straddling my waist to pin me down to the plastic mattress. He leaned over me, stretching above my head to reach for his jeans. He pulled his cell phone out and hit a couple of buttons. Looking down at me with a shit-eating grin on his face, he said, “You’re gonna fucking love this.” Part 3 if you want it.

Part 5 It didn't take long to get a reasonable clientele list. Once word started spreading, Cory was working every night. There are lots of men willing to pay for an 18 yo boy, especially when they could get rough with him. And many of them loved his strung out look. It made it dirtier for them. Some guys even paid very well for specialties. Soon he was pulling in over $2000 a week. That didn't even include what I was pulling in online from video sales. That was another cash cow. Of course I knew this couldn't last forever. He had already gone through the fuck flu, and I knew with the amount of drugs and rough sex he was subjected too, his body would eventually break down. When it was time, I'd just sell him off for whatever I could get, just to get rid of him. In the meantime I'd get all I could out of him. Sometimes I'd leave him with Andre for a couple days where he'd serve as a house cumdump. With the amount of people Andre dealt too, he would pretty much spend 48 hours with a cock always in his body. He'd be kept high and complient. Occasionally I'd take him down by the docks to work the street. I'd keep watch on him, like a good pimp should, as skeevy looking guys would pick him up for a quick blowjob or fuck. Recently I sold him for a weekend to a couple of really old leather guys who wanted a no limits slave. And they meant NO limits. And they paid top dollar. They agreed to film the festivities for me. I supplied them with the party supplies at no extra charge. When Cory got home, I had to give him a few days to recover. Watching the video was so totally hot and fucked up! They had a full dungeon, and put it to full use! My whore spent every moment in some form of painful bondage while his body was subjected to extreme tortures. Countless things were shoved up his ass, from fists, to baseball bats, to dildos of ungodly size. Every scream of agony was recorded. Many strange men showed up to fuck his ever increasingly ruined cunt. At one point he was tied to a St. Andrews cross, his arms and legs securely bound. Needles were inserted into his body all over. His nipples were first, two long needles inserted cross ways while he screamed. Other parts of his body were next, arms, thighs, chest. Finally, his cock. Many needles were passed through the head and shaft. Cory just cried and sweated buckets. Finally needles were passed through his scrotum and even his testicles. He visibly passed onto another plane of existence. Finally he looked like a giant pincushion. He was taken down off the cross and laid on his back on a table. He was then fucked in his holes while his tormentors flicked and wiggled the potruding needles. Cory just jerked and spasmed at his torture. Finally they started pulling the needles out, leaving his cock for last. As they slowly extracted them, Cory actually came, cum flowing out of his soft cock all over his stomach. I jerked my own meat while I watched his painful torment, shooting a big load as I watched my son cum from the exquisite pain. I would sell him to these men many more times, each time just as harsh and messed up. But hey, money's money, gotta get it while you can!

Part 3 Scott still basking in the afterglow of breeding Timmy walked around the fucking bench and taught Timmy that the reason he must make sure his ass is clean is he must suck every cock clean that breeds him. Timmy was happy to hear that he doesn’t have to wait to get Scott’s cock back inside his body and licked and sucked on it as if it was the last cock he was ever gonna get. As Scott enjoyed his boy’s mouth, Jason slid into Timmy’s still very tight jock butt. “Fuck his ass is tighter than any boy I have had in years, and I love how firm that ass is.” Jason said as he smacked Timmy’s ass. “Hey is anyone gonna destroy my ass too?” Bobby whined as all the men had been watching Timmy get fucked for the first time and he was getting jealous and he didn’t understand because he was smaller, younger, far cuter and had a perfectly smooth body where Timmy was as big as most men, had muscles and had body hair and while he was cute he wasn’t as cute as Bobby and besides no one would ever think Timmy was a twink and didn’t men want twinks. “Is someone feeling ignored now? Is your pussy not full of enough cum yet? Do you need it destroyed?” Greg enjoyed mocking the twink and loved seeing the boy’s face turn red. “Bro, you gotta call a few more friends because these two boys are both gonna need lots more loads and we are just getting started with Timmy” “I was just thinking the same”, Greg said as he grabbed his phone and called a few more guys up. Hank and Bear decided they’d enjoy little Bobby while they waited their turn on Timmy. Bear told Bobby this should keep you quiet as he turned the boy’s head and shoved his club into the twink’s mouth. Bobby could barely stretch his mouth open enough and preferred that fat cocks use his boypussy which could stretch much easier. Bear grabbed Bobby’s head and held it firm as Hank swung his belt at Bobby’s ass. The first strike shocked Bobby but Bear held him tight and told him that he was begging for his pussy to be destroyed and when Hank is done you will not forgot what how he destroyed it. This wasn’t going to be a nice enjoyable endorphin rushing spanking but instead Hank was brutally hard and fast and reached a count of at least 50 in under three minutes. Bear continued to keep his cock in Bobby’s mouth and alternated between squeezing the boy’s little nipples and wiping the tears from his face and licking them off his fingers. As Jason enjoyed plowing Timmy and telling him how fucking great his ass was Scott had twisted Timmy’s face so he could watch Bobby get belted and then told Timmy that he should remember this because if he ever got whinny the same would happen to him and maybe Hank will be nice enough to show you later what it feels like because boys need to be taught and a paddling is a good educator. Between the high, Jason’s incredible fucking, sucking on Scott, seeing Bobby get belted and hearing that it would happen to him later was too much and started to trigger another orgasm from the jock boy. “Oh fuck, his ass is grabbing me, I think he’s gonna cum, shit it’s making me cum too” yelled Jason as both Timmy and he started to climax together. Scott bent down and started to make out with Timmy and loved knowing he was getting off again without touching himself and the way he moaned into his mouth made him love his boy even more. Jason pulled out and watched Timmy’s hole wink at him then close up tight again. Bear and Hank left Bobby who was quietly crying now and approached Timmy as they wanted their turn. “Scott, do you mind if we switch Timmy and Bobby as I’d like to fuck Timmy in the sling?” “That’s cool. I can’t wait to watch you fuck him” Jason told them to leave Timmy restrained as he got Bobby off the sling and led the still crying boy over to Timmy and pushed his face into Timmy’s ass and told him to clean him out. Jason knew that the only thing Bobby liked more than getting bred was to eat loads out of another bottom’s ass and after the abuse he just took from Hank the boy needed something he liked. Greg returned and told them that four more guys were coming over soon. Phil had some buddies over to play poker but they all agreed this sounded more fun. Bobby was all smiles again as he finished sucking everything he could from Timmy’s ass and when Greg said we should slam them both big before the guys get here as I don’t know if Phil’s friends party. Bobby asked Jason to make his really big so that Hank could really hurt him more. Bobby really enjoyed being used and liked to be used much harder than he could take and liked to get so high that the pain didn’t matter and his body could get abused more. Scott knew big to these guys would be point five but didn’t want Timmy that wasted and he joined Greg in the kitchen went he went to prep the rigs and told him since Bobby wants to get wrecked make his point six and give Timmy just point four as he handed a packet to Greg. Greg also made up some point threes and got some Viagra for the rest of them. Scott grabbed water bottles for everyone and he and Greg set it all down on the table in the game room. As the guys went to the table Scott brought Timmy a bottle of water and helped him hold it as Bear and Hank already had him in the sling. When he finished the bottle Scott Greg brought over his point and Scott asked if he would again as he didn’t like needles and instead he kissed Timmy as Greg shoot him up and continued to kiss him through his cough and also as Bear thrusted his club into Timmy. Timmy started trashing side to side from what Bear was doing to him and Scott stepped back to watch them. Greg tied the strap on Scott’s arm as Scott was in awe watching Bear and Timmy. When Greg finished Scott he finally did himself and then surprised Scott when he dropped to his knees and started blowing him. Scott looked down and asked Greg if he wanted to be in the sling next and Greg nodded. He told him he was a good boy and started to watch Bear and Timmy again just as Timmy’s cock started to piss again and he pulled Greg up and pushed his mouth down on Timmy’s pissing cock.