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Part 3 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. Todd fucked me for a good 10 minutes before he paused, put his arms under me and told me, “Put your arms around my neck and wrap your legs around me.” In this position Todd was able to pick me up. He continued to fuck me as he carried me over to this ‘swing’ like contraption I heard someone referred to as a ‘sling’. He placed me I the leather seat while a couple of the guys watching us helped by putting my legs I the stirrups. Todd was now standing as he continued to fuck me as I lay in the sling. The sling seemed to give him an advantage allowing him to fuck me deeper. He made sure that every stroke he made inside my ass was looking, deep and with purpose as he said, “Yeah, you’re starting to feel it, you’re starting to feel my DNA burrowing into your body. You feel my DNA becoming part of you. Soon it will start to take over your thoughts, your desires, your dreams and your fantasies.” His words danced through my head. All my random thoughts began to fly out of my head as Todd's words began to dominate my thoughts. He smiled at as he continued to fuck me working the cum he deposited inside me into the walls of my ass. As strange as it sounded when Todd spoke of it, it felt like his sperm was burrowing into my cells. I could tell that his DNA was working is way into all parts of my body, working into my brain, taking over my thoughts. I was starting to feel different, I was starting to think different. My mind was focused only on Todd’s words and actions as he worked his cock in and out of my ass. I began to work my ass muscles tightening my ass muscles as Todd was pulling out and relaxing my ass when he pushed in. Surprisingly my mind was thinking about getting him to breed me again. I could tell by the expressing on his face that he could feel what I was doing with my ass. He smiled and said, “That's my little bitch, work that ass. You want more of my dirty cum?” My only answer as he continued to fuck me was a nod is my head ‘Yes’. He continued, “Not to worry, I’ve got plenty my charged seed for you, able once I’m certain that I’ve given you enough of my jizz to convert you I’ll let others fuck you.” He paused taking to me for about a minute as his breathing and the pace he was fucking me began to increase. His cock began to become harder and thicken as he continued, “What do you think? I figure they can fuck you for $10 and breed you for $25.” Again he paused, but only for a few seconds when he suddenly said as he was about to breedme for the second time, “FUCK! It doesn’t matter what you think. I own your ass and I plan on renting it out so you might as well get used to the idea.” I continued to milk his cock with my ass when suddenly Todd slammed his cock balls deep inside me. I felt his cock spasm letting me know he was breeding me again as he kissed me for the first time. My body responded as I let his tongue pushed into my mouth. As I was experiencing my first man-on-man kiss Todd’s words from earlier were still dominating my mind. His DNA was taking over and becoming part of me as I was trying to get more of his lips as we kissed me and he continued to slowly fuck me. While we were still kissing I started to think about what was really consuming my thoughts was a strong desire for another needle I my arm. This new drug he gave me, Tina he valued it, made me feel so good that I had to have more. For a split second I worried what Todd would think about me if I asked for another one so soon, but then the desire for the needle, the need for the drug won out and when we stopped kissing I sheepishly asked, “You think I can get another ‘shot’ of that new drug?” Todd answered me with a chuckle while he continued to slowly fucked me, “First of all the drug is called Tina. It’s also known as ice, clear, crystal or meth but it’s better know as methamphetamine. The needle is called a rig or point and the ‘shot’ you are asking about is known as a slam.” I now understand the reason behind his ‘chuckle' as I smiled and corrected my request, “Can I get another slam of Tina?” Todd grinned like the Cheshire cat sitting in the tree above Alice as answered, “Absolutely, I signs use another slam myself.” Todd continued to slowly fuck me as a tourniquet was placed on my arm and a couple rigs seemingly appeared from no where. Todd stop me fucking to administer my slam telling me, “You will learn for to self administer how own slam when you start working.” I wasn’t sure what he meant by ‘working’ but I knew I was going to want to know how to make a administer my own slam. Todd wiped my arm with alcohol and explained as he was administering my slam, “Find a nice fat vein and slip the needle in, then pull the plunger back slightly getting a flash of red indicating your you’re in the vein then slowly empty the contents.” The tourniquet was snapped off and I began to cough while Todd administer his own slam. Then we were each handed a small glass of Gatorade with GHB. Todd explained, “GHB, better known as G, enhances the Tina and increases your horniness.” Right after we each downed our drinks Todd resumed slow fucking me as we kissed some more. He gradually picked up his pace as I flexed my ass muscles truly to milk another load out of him. With Todd’s silence and the way he was fucking me had me thinking he was teasing me. It was starting to drive me to the point I worked my ass harder and began ask him, “Are you getting tired? I need you did breed me again. I really wanted more of your special cum.” Todd just grinned at me and have me a couple of quick ‘jabs’ with his cock before responding to me, “You really want more of my special cum? Are you sure you really want me to give you the gift of my special gift?” I answered, “Fuck yeah give my your special gift.” This cause a couple of the guys watching Todd fuck me to laugh at one of them said ‘I bet you do’ and another said ‘Be careful what you ask for.’ Todd must have been holding out when he suddenly began to rabbit fuck me and within minutes free as ready to breed me for the third time. As his breathing began to pick up and I can’t his cock get harder and thicker Todd leaned his face close to mine to where we were almost touching when he asked me, “Do you really want my gift? Do you understand what is special about my cum? Why my cum is dirty?” I had no idea what he meant by his questions. All I knew was that I needed him to cum in my ass and breed me. I tightened my ass trying to milk that load out of him and said, “Fuck, just give me your cum and breed me.” Todd grunted out as I felt his cock throb as he fired his load deep inside me. He had a smirk on his face like along with several guys that had been watching us as Todd pushed my hands over my head he kissed me. While he was kissing me and held my hands over my head I was distracted and barely noticed it when my wrists were placed in restraints followed by my ankles. Todd pulled his cock out of my ass and said, “It’s time for your ass to make me some money. You can fuck the bitch for $10, and breed the bitch when your diseased cum for $25. Who wants to go first and help convert this pretentious rich boy into my poz whore?"

Part 3.5 I apologize - this is a short interlude section. I wrote this at the end of one of my own benders, where I was utterly exhausted from partying and fucking. I practically passed out writing this with my dick in my hand lol. I promise I will write Part 4 and I haven't forgotten about this story. Henry didn't come until nighttime. A classic junkie, he operated on T time and would go in and out of responsiveness. I knew Henry to be like this, but I wasn't about to let Faggot rest. By the time I was done using Marino's sloppy seconds, Faggot looked like he survived a bomb blast. Drool dripped down his pretty, dick-sucking lips. His eyes were glazed from the drugs and intense fucking, weathered by his own sweat and my spit. Tears and snot trickled down his sweet face, a product of gagging His blond hair was a complete mess from being pulled and thrown around on the mattress. What I loved most was the splatter of deep hickies on his shiny smooth tan neck and chest. On top of that, he had a few light bruises on his legs and torso. His skin was as smooth and tender as a baby's - of course it would bruise easily from such rough use. He was still a sexy piece of meat, but his innocence was far gone and the fresh boyish handsomeness on his face when we first met had been permanently replaced by the used, stained look of a meth whore. After I nut into the boy, I let him rest for a bit. I pulled out of him and started searching for clients and had a few customers come over for some quick deals while he laid passed out on the mattress in the Cave. He snored loudly as he fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion, finally coming down from the drugs and the adrenaline of being pummeled like a fleshlight. Still no sign of Henry after 2 hours. At this point, I really had to piss, which means Faggot had to wake up. I unzipped my fly and crawled onto the mattress beside his naked body, caressing him. My dick almost got so hard so fast I worried if I would still be able to piss. Whatever. That's what a whore is for - if he gets my dick hard, then I'm gonna put it him and fuck him. He was still asleep when i gently spread his legs apart and nestled myself in between. He still had cum in there, so all I needed was a good wad of spit on my dick and on his little pink cunt. Faggot bucked gently and stirred as my dick pushed into those tight pussy lips. Before he could wake up and even think about resisting, I was in and I was going deeper and deeper. His lazy waking moan crescendoed into a scared whine and climaxed into a loud whimper. Even still, he didn't try to push me away. I let my dick rest in him, knowing that his cunt would quickly welcome my manhood. I was surprised that he actually clung to me as tight as he could, wrapping his arms around my neck and holding me against him. "Daddy...," he whimpered softly, his eyes barely open. "I'm gonna piss in you Faggot," I whispered to him. And with that, I began to unload. A slow, soft low-pressure stream that would last a long time as my bladder slowly overcame the pressure of my hard-on and his tight hole. I groaned, suddenly horny as the fucking devil when I thought about how my dirty chem piss was going to make a nice little cocktail of my DNA and drug waste with the loads still buried in there. "Don't worry, Faggot," I told him. "You'll be nice and woke in a few minutes. Daddy's gonna fill you up with his second-hand Tina and keep it inside you until it fully dissolves into your bloodstream." "Is Daddy's chem piss strong?" he asked. His blue eyes flashed a dull sparkle, slowly getting excited by the idea of getting high again. "Oh yeah, Daddy smoked a lot while you were sleeping with his customers. This is why I need having a Faggot around. I don't need to worry about getting you pregnant. But fuck, I know the hormones in my sperm and the drugs in my piss are a part of you when I do bad things to you. And you're going to take so much of my piss and cum every damn day. Mine and whoever else wants to fuck your cheap, dirty pussy." Faggot's eyes opened wide. The chem piss was starting to take its wiry, gradual effect, but my words also touched the boy's heart. "I love you, Daddy," he whispered softly, and he looked into my dilated eyes as if I was the only man left in the world. "Good Faggot," I said affectionately. "Now I'm gonna hurt you." I started pumping and piston-fucking the boy, and he gasped so hard the air caught in his throat. He moaned and yelped weakly with his head rolled back while I held him to me in an iron grip as I slammed into him. A few minutes into our fuck, I heard the door swing open in the other room. "Dude, why didn't you answer your - holy fuck that's hot!" Henry exclaimed as he approached the entrance to the Cave and saw me fucking the piss-cum cocktail out of Faggot. The concoction splashed out of him in small spurts every time I pulled my dick out. I looked over at him and grinned. "Took you long enough. Get over here and get a taste of this."

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.”

[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.

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.

I live out in the boonies, a couple of hours or more from the nearest bathhouse. So when I go to visit my parents, who live near a medium-sized midwestern city, I seize the opportunity to go to one there. I think it was the second time I went that I first ran into the sauna guy. He was working the desk when I checked in. He was shirtless and nicely tanned, a bit thinner and smoother than I like, but with a great smile and a twinkle in his eye. It wasn't busy, so we chatted a little while he checked me in, and then he looked me right in the eye and said, “Wanna fuck?” So I grinned and said “Yes!” He buzzed me in and gave me my towel and key and said he'd find me when he took a break. Which he did. And took charge very nicely and fucked me... but he wrapped it up first, which was slightly disappointing. However, we were doing it out in a public area and another guy was only too happy to take sloppy seconds of my ass, so I got a load from him and all was well. Fast forward a few months, and I happened to be there when he was again. We just grinned at each other when I checked in, and sure enough, he came around later and found me. This time we went in a private room to fuck, and again he wrapped it up. After he came, he took off the cum-filled condom and I went to clean him off, but he declined, explaining that he was POZ. Well, heck! I guess being on staff at a club that is serious about promoting safer sex, he kind of has to, but still – even back when I was using condoms regularly I didn't use them for blowjobs. And another year went by, and I was in town again, and got a bit more buzzed than usual. So I was out way past my bedtime, and drove (which I probably shouldn't have) to a guy's house to fuck him. And we smoked a little weed (which I definitely shouldn't have, even though it's legal there). And then this player got all squirrely about whether I was “clean” or not and wouldn't say “yes” even though I offered to fuck him with a condom. So I left in disgust. It must have been 2 am by then. And I was horny, and kind of messed up, and in a strange town a long way from anyone I knew. But I was not far at all from the bathhouse: Problem solved! Well, this time I figured I needed a space to chill for sure, so I got my own private room. And got fucked very nicely by a hot bear cub. And a bit later on, of course I run into the sauna guy in the hall. And he says “Let's find a room.” “I have one!” I answer cheerfully. And off we go. And he's putting on a condom, and realizes there aren't any little lube packets there. That's because when the cub fucked me, he used them, but not the condoms. So sauna guy is about to go get lube and I say, “right there.” Pointing to the little pocket-sized plastic bottle I got from the drugstore. Which is filled with mineral oil I also got from the drugstore. Which he uses to lube my ass. And then he fucks me. Very well, as always... the man is good that way! And about three minutes into it, I feel a little snapping sensation inside my ass. And he keeps fucking me. And I really get into it. And after a nice long fuck, he shoots his hot POZ seed deep in my hole. Fuck, yeah! Then we kiss and chat a bit and he heads back to the desk. About half an hour later I'm cruising the hall and he's headed the other way and stops and says, “Um, we had a little breakage.” “I know,” I say. “No worries...”

For the past 2 weeks I have chatting with the horned up dad type, we are in the same situation, both of us are married men, that want to fuck around discreetly. He and I finally were able to meet for some coffee on Wednesday and got to know each other better, he was a true silver daddy, with salt and pepper chest hair sticking out of his polo, a firm handshake and and a smile that made you want to suck him off. We made arrangements to meet at my home on Thursday, he came over while I was working from home and on my lunch break. He rings the bell, and I open the door, I start kissing him once the door is closed, I could feel his cock swelling through his khakis and I lead him to the bedroom and started undressing him, he was exactly what I wanted, a man, no frills and unshaven with a rock hard cock. He kissed me and roughly pulled my underwear off and pushed me down to his cock, I sucked him while whiffing poppers and getting more horny, for a guy in his 60s, he sure as fuck precumed alot. My mouth all to happy to enjoy every drop. I took each of his balls in my mouth and kept on playing with them till he couldn’t take it any longer, he pulled me up and we kissed again, by this time, I was about 3 longs breaths into poppers, so I climbed onto him and guided his cock to my hole, we never spoke about condoms once, and I did not care. I wanted this man inside my hole, and I wanted his seed. He moaned softly upon entering and started to pump my ass, I was in pure ecstasy knowing that a strangers cock was bare in my ass. I rode his cock while he lay there, making sure to take long strokes, and he announced that he was close. I pulled off him and began kissing him again, I wanted more, I could see his cock slick and precum dribbling everywhere, so I took it into my mouth and edged him, I gave him some poppers and told him to take deep breaths, he obliged while I slobbered away in his cum filled balls. He wanted to cum so bad, I delayed him 3 x by this point. I crawled over to the end of the bed and pulled my ass open, he immediately got up and went to the end of the bed and pushed into me, he beat an fucking me like there was no tomorrow, telling me that he loved my tight ass, no that he needs to Breed, so I begged him to breed me, I told him that I’ll be his cumdump, and a few moments later he grabs my shoulders and begins slam fucking me and I could feel his cock pulsating all that hot sperm into my hole, I was in pure pleasure knowing that I was able to take a mans seed and make him feel good. He pulled his cock out and asked me to clean him, so I obliged, I could taste my juices and whatever cum was left. I wanted more, but I made the guy work for that nut, so he then got dressed and left. Until next time.

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

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

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.

I had been an in denial bi guy for years, with gfs n kids. Always ignored n fought the cravings and try to rid myself of them, never worked always came back stronger n stronger till near the end of my last relationship we got new neighbors. I knew them from work 3yrs before n they were gay n almost got me before I left. Now here they were and my then gf was going out of town for a week, during the strongest ever cravings. To make a long story short, they finished what they started that night and spun me 5 ways to sundown and used me. Ever since I've been an insatiable slut, erasing almost all inhabitions I had n had me a total sub bottom bitch. Soon I discovered hypnos, they fueled my hunger even more. I really got into the sissy faggot ones, I fantasized about being sissified, feminized n having my 7" cock shrunk down by hormones to an inched and caged. Maybe become a whore being pimped out for $10 bis and $20 ass fuckings. Then while posting on tumblr I found a page with a guy posting a fantasy just like mine. I messaged him n said Mmmmmm if only this could happen to me! In seconds he answered n said, It can u know, get kidnapped, drugged, forced to watch sissy hypno n brainwashed into one. With you it wouldnt take much I can tell, youd make a pretty lil sissy Tina whore! You just say the word n I'll make it happen, u will be safe, we wont make u but if u say the word it would come out of the blue n if u dont like it, we will stop. I didnt take him serious, he didnt know where I lived in my town. I said, Sure, transform me! I was so hard picturing me w tits, nice curves n ass n a floppy, limp 1" caged clitty flopping around n leaking all over as I get gangbanged by 20 men. I came in no time n blew a huge load into my hand n licked it clean. Omg! I thought, if I didnt like it I probably would never get my dick back! Forever a sissified n totally feminized n a total slut, oh fuck yeah! If only..... To be continued... .

Last Friday in LA I left work early, totally in heat and needed to be fucked hard. I made my first visit to the Midtown Spa downtown LA. I arrived at 3:30 pm or so. I was walking to my room and I guess I looked lost as no less then 3 different guys offered me help to my room. I let this really hot 30-something asian muscle guy help me to my room. When I reached my room door he literally asked for the key and opened it for me. We both walked in, he dropped his towel and sat on the edge of the bed showing his beautiful hard uncut cock. I got on my knees to suck him, but he says, “no.” Surprised, I asked what he wanted and he says forcefully, “I want to watch you u dress first and then feel your body. You ok with that?” Why not I said as I started to undress and he says several times, “slower,” “go slower.” So I slowly took my shirt off, then my suit pants, bending over so he was looking at my big ass, I took each sock off. He was jerking his thick cock, breathing hard and saying, “yes, yes, keep going.” Then I slowly pulled my boxer underwear down to my ankles. He was breathing hard and jerking hard, I’m bent over, naked, he started touching my ass and legs, then next thing he is pushing me to the bed, his mouth in my ass breathing in my sweat, then his tongue up my hole rimming me. I knew I was clean inside, but my hole was ripe and sweaty from the day and I had planned to use the shower at the spa, but he didn’t let me. After deep rimming he pulled away, I’m standing, bent over the bed, ass in air, he says, “I’m going to fuck you now...” before I say anything his thick cock is at my hole, he is spitting on his cock, then slides inside me! He was first and he was thick and it hurt, but I was SO IN HEAT that I just took it and loved it. He fucked me for another 20 minutes in every position. We kissed deeply. Then he said he wanted a break. “Please breed me first I begged.” But he said, “ not yet.” We stopped and I noticed how hot he was, but he wanted a break. He asked, “how many guys Are you going to let fuck you?” I told him as many as I can find in 3 hours as I needed to get home and meet friends for dinner at 7:30 pm. He thanked me for the fun and told me “good luck, I’ll stop by later.” so then I shut my door and hung up my clothes and locked up my wallet and keys, etc. then I opened my door and laid ass up, ass facing the open door, dark room and waited. In 5 minutes or so, my muscular asian guy was at the door with an older asian man who came in and wanted to fuck me. I asked him if the younger guy was his friend? In heavily accented Japanese, the older gentleman said, “no, but he said I should try your ass.” So I sucked him, got his nice cock hard and he fucked me and gave me his load. He thanked me and left. Another 10 minutes or so, a big latin guy, big stomach, fat cock sticks his head in the room to ask if I have “a cummy hole.” “Yes I do..” I Then had this very heavy latin man on top of me fucking and fucking, finally breeding me. No words, he pulls out, puts his towel around himself and leaves. No words. i decide to get up and explore the Midtown spa. So walking around, exploring the spaces I see my muscled asian guy with the undressing fetish. He sees me and with a big smile asks how I liked the older guy he sent me. I say I loved it and told him I also had another load. Without asking he quickly puts his big hand under my towel and fingers my leaking hole. “Nice, what a slut you are.” Then he walks away, again leaving me a little confused. Oh well. i get 2 more loads in my ass over the next hour. Now I’m laying ass up again in my room, door open, my muscular asian guys shows up again, not saying a word to me, but has a younger black guy with him, “There you go, he’s a total slut already has multiple loads in him, try him.” The young black guy walks in, says nothing to me, shuts the door, drops his towel, jerking on his sizable dick, climbs on the bed. I ask him, “are you friends with that guy?” He just says, “shut up, be quiet!” Ok I think, and in seconds he is fingering my hole and pushing his cock head inside me. He’s thick and I moan and he says, “shut up or I’m outta here!” I’m quiet and he is fucking me, laying on me, he continues fucking and he is sweaty. He fucks me hard and deep and forcefully, rhythmically slow. He goes on for a long long time. I’m biting the pillow, he is making no noise. Then he thrusts and grunts, thrusts and grunts, thrusts and grunts and finally just lays on top of me. He pulls out, pulls his towel around himself, opens the door and as he is leaving says, “I’ll tell your pimp you were quiet.” Hmmmm. Minutes later my muscular Asian guy shows up at the door and just says, “good boy!” I begin to ask him what he is doing and in walks a tall older white guy, with a huge beer belly and my muscular asian friend is saying, “he will take care of you.” As a good cumdump, I’m on my knees searching for this guys cock and sucking him. He has a Decent cock and hard and I’m in doggy position so he can fuck and breed and sweat on me. He breeds me in minutes, thanks me and leaves. I now have been fucked by 7 guys with 6 loads in me, cum dripping, stinking of man sweat, the sheets in my room are wet with sweat. Then my muscular asian guy walks in and asks if I’m having fun. I say, “yes sir!” He says he thinks he can get one more guy for me if I want him. I do! He leaves and in about 10 minutes comes back with a younger chubby asian guy. They both walk in, the chubby asian guy asks if he can fuck me and I say “yes.” Then my muscular friend says, “he says I can watch him fuck you.” The door closes and I’m on my knees sucking the young guys cock, it’s small but gets hard fast. I lay on the bed and he gets on top, attempts to get in my hole and does. He fucks like a rabbit and goes and goes until he nuts inside me. He gets off me and thanks me and leaves. my big muscular asian guy is jerking and is hard and says, “your are such a slut, how many loads in you?” I say, “5 now sir.” he says, “wow, my cock has been in 10 different asses do you want to suck it?” I say, “yes sir.” I Then get on my knees and put his long cock in my mouth. No question I can taste ass juices from other men on his cock, in his foreskin and on his pubes. He is standing, his eyes closed, he’s moaning as I suck him deep. My hands are on his hard pecks, squeezing his hard bubble butt, he’s moaning. Then he says, “ get on the bed slut, now!” I do and he climbs on top of me and plows into my hole. I yelp in surprise and he pounds and pounds me hard! Sweaty and Man smells. He pounds me hard for a good 5 minutes or so, calling me a slut. Then in a loud explosion he breeds me hard, his body shaking. He rolls off me. We lay there for awhile. I ask him why was he sending guys to breed me. He says, “cause I wanted your ass really cummy and slutty before I bred you and I was just hurrying the process along!” We laughed and I said any time. We exchanged emails and said we should meet here again. He needed to leave and so did I. It was 6:30 on and I needed to go! 8 loads in 3 hours at the Midtown spa in LA after work on a Friday! I will be back.

i was pozzed at the first time i got tricked to bb and took very fertile semens from a straight stud! Met a visitor on CL years ago, a hot role play turned him so horny and precum so much that I actually thought he cum but he hasnt. first time he insert the head in, he released a soft moan in pleasure and immediately apologize and pulled out. few time of such teasing, i was hoping he will push in and he did. no conversation at all and the first thing he said was whispering on my ear that he's getting close. He was just a second so close as he stopped fucking me immediately and last thing he said was "fuck"... I felt his first stream of cumshot in me. no bb for me until i got my result so I knew who converted me. I took 2 bare cocks few days later and after that, i dont buy condoms anymore :-)

@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 was home from college for the summer, my parents are divorced so I spent the first part with my mom the second part with my dad, my Dad was a tall hairy broad bloke, had a Charlton Heston look about him too. My dad picked me up at the airport, grabbing my luggage he threw it in the truck then hugged me "It's great to see you" he smiled. I smiled back "It's great to see you too". He opened the door "Let's get out of here, before security runs us off." We chatted on the journey, Pulling in the driveway he turned to me "I couldn't get alot of time off so I will have to go to work, but if you will take me you can have the truck so your not stuck at the house." I didn't have a car so this was great, I didn't know how I was going to pass the time at home. I settled into my room, then called it a night I was really tired from traveling, so it wasn't long before I was asleep. The next morning came, my dad popped his head in "Steve it's time to get up , your gonna take me to work." I rolled over to say something but he was already gone, I got up, got dressed, and met him at the door. He smiled "Did you sleep ok?" He grabbed his coat it was freezing outside, I forgot how cold it got here. I simply nodded my head as I was still half asleep, grabbing my coat we were out the door. He handed me the keys "I'll let you drive so you can remember how to get to my new workplace." Opening the door he climbed in and we were off. After I dropped him off I went home and right back to bed. It was 4:30 so I left the house to pick up my dad, he climbed into the truck "Hey man I see you found your way." He chuckled I smiled "Yeah " My dad turned to me "Hey let's go get something to eat and have a couple of drinks I never got to celebrate your 19th birthday with you." I thought this was a great idea, so he had me go a different way. As we turned the corner I noticed an old adult bookstore, it was right behind my dad's workplace. I tried not to make my stare obvious, I felt my cock stir, I readjusted myself and asked my dad where he wanted to eat. After dinner it was late so we went home and to bed, All I could think about was that fucking bookstore. I looked it up the store online it was known to have gloryholes which got my dick hard. I had gone to a bookstore close to the campus and had my first gloryhole experience but, I'm straight. I like pussy just as much as the next guy and will fuck some pussy every chance I get. But I love having my dick sucked, I don't give a fuck who's doing it a mouth is a mouth. The next day came and I dropped my dad off at work, I thought I would leave early to pick up my dad and hit it up the bookstore then. Dad turned to me "We'll go out for dinner tonight so we can catch up some more ok." Dropping him off, I drove around the block to check out the bookstore again, it was on, I would come back early to pick up my dad and hit the store then. As my day went on, i was horny, grabbed keys and made sure not to drive by my dad's work I took another route, parking the truck down the street so as to not be noticed. Once inside I walked up to the counter nervously, the guy took my entrance fee and I was heading thru the door. It was a long hallway with booths down one side, there were signs with warnings which I paid no attention. I opened the first door no gloryhole so I went down further picking another booth. Looking in I saw the hole on the one side, jackpot I thought, entering I put some money in as the porn started playing. I was in the booth about 10 minutes when I heard the door open, close and lock, the screen lit up. Before long I saw a finger come thru the hole I dropped my pants, stood up, and put my dick thru the hole. It was amazing the guys mouth was so warm, I could feel my cock slide across his lips as he sucked me, a moan escaped my mouth. I hadn't had pussy let alone head since I got here and my balls were aching for release. I pushed my pelvis as flat to the wall as I could so he could suck every inch of my cock "That's it man suck that fucking cock" I whispered. He pulled off it "Hell yeah, you gonna give me that load dude." He wasted no time going back down on my cock. I began to face fuck him I knew I wouldn't last long so I told him to take it slow, it was no use I felt my fucking nuts tighten up "Dude I'm about to blow this down your fucking throat." I started to breathe heavy as I started shooting, my dick throbbed over and over as I filled the guys mouth and throat with my jizz. He kept sucking til I was empty "Fuck man you about drowned me that was a fucking load!" He exclaimed. Pulling my dick back thru, he got up and left, it wasn't long before someone else entered the booth and another finger was at the hole. I didn't think I could cum again so soon but I stood up, putting my dick back thru the hole, feeling another wet warm mouth my dick began to get hard again this guy was better than the first "Oh yeah dude your gonna get this load." I could already feel another load brewing in my balls. This guy was quite the eager cocksucker "Oh man I want you to cum all over my fucking face!" Starting to suck my cock first his hand then his mouth I could feel his tongue licking the head of my dick, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back, he started to pick up the pace when I told him I was going to bust. I tilted my head back "Oh fuck man here it fucking cums!" With that I felt my balls tighten again, I gasped as I shot my load, he licked the head and stroked me at the same time. He got up to leave as I looked at my cell phone thinking I had better get out of here to pick up my dad, as I opened the door to walk out the other guy did to. I looked at him smirking as had my cum all over his face, he didn't even bother to wipe it off. Walking away, the door to the hallway opened again, looking up I froze, it was my dad. Ducking into the booth the guy had been in I closed the door and locked it. I stood by the door so nervous, thinking I could try to leave, an attendant came thru the hallway telling me to put money in the machine, I couldn't go back out right away in case my dad was out there so I had no choice. I put some money in and the movie began to play. I heard the door to the booth I was previously in open, close, and lock then the porn started to play. Standing close to the gloryhole the other person would not be able to see me but it didn't seem to matter because I saw his finger rubbing the hole. I thought what the fuck I have time to get my dick sucked again, sticking my cock thru the hole I felt another warm mouth, in this cold weather I loved the sensation of pulling my cock out in the cold air then having it engulfed by a hot wet mouth. There was no doubt this guy had sucked some cock before he was a pro, he didn't mess around he was all throat, all the way down til I could feel his nose in my pubes. Applying the perfect amount of suction and hand stroke on the way back up, I couldn't say a word, I was absolutely speechless. I had already cum twice so this one wasn't going to be easy but rather than say anything I just let this guy suck my cock, enjoying his skills. My cock was rock hard, I didn't think it was possible but he got me there. He pulled back every so often to just stroke me so I never knew when he was going to go back down on me, it was fucking awesome. He pulled back off my cock, this time he seemed to take longer. When he went back down on my cock it felt so fucking good I couldn't believe it I let out a gasp, it felt like velvet, it was so tight, warm, but not as wet it felt like pussy. I pulled back away from the gloryhole a little so I could see his lips, when I looked down I didn't see lips, instead I see the guys hairy ass. He had my cock right up his ass, I started to pull out but he reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't, he immediately started to ride my dick. I could feel how good his ass felt....it worked! Squeezing his ass tight with every upstroke he was literarily sucking my cock with his asshole. I stood at the wall gape mouthed, I was in fucking ecstasy I couldn't say a word. I had never fucked anyone thru the gloryhole before, when a guy would put his ass up to the hole I would pass or pull out, but this guy was so moist, i think he was carrying a load already, it was like silk. This time I could feel my load building I wanted to say something but I couldn't it was just to fucking good. I wanted to cum in this guy bad so I started to fuck him as I felt my load start to explode. I came so fucking hard in this guys ass I wanted to absolutely scream! He could feel me cumming as my knees buckled against the wall, I thought I would pass out. I groaned as I shoved my dick as deep in his ass as I could. He reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't pull out "That's it boy cum in my fucking ass!" He was panting and groaning... Fuck me...., I recognize that voice..... it was my dad! I stopped as he continued to ride my cock me unloading the last drops of cum in him. Trying to pull out he held on to my balls, I knew if I told him to let go he was bound to recognize me, I had no choice and let my dad finish riding me before he pulled off my dick. Once he was done I flew out of the bookstore, jumped in the truck and hauled ass. I pulled in to parking lot to pick him up as he walked around the building, my heart began to race. I had to think,think...It was to late as he was in the truck "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." We sat down to dinner and nothing was ever said about the secret ass-fucking I gave him at the bookstore, I felt that he really didn't know it was me, I was relieved.although he did keep scratching his ass at times. We drank and talked about his work day and I just smiled "What you smiling for?" He looked at me I looked back at him, the handsome masculin father of mine "Just glad to be here Dad." I was smiling thinking about how my dad was sitting across from the table with his ass full of my cum and whilst here will fill him again and agsin, anonymously of course... Thanks Dad

I recently finished my first degree. (Associates in nursing, still in school for a bachelors in psych. ) i also FINALLY moved out of my parents house into my own place. I was able to land a pretty sweet new job at the hospital here too. On with the story, I moved into an apartment complex targeted for young/single professionals. There’s no age limit, but they’re all luxury studios so they’re targeted for single people and about 95% of us are in the 20-26 age range. The apartment complex is in the middle of a suburban type neighborhood. White picket fences, minivans, all that. Both my parents still work, so they weren’t able to help me much with my move. Luckily, this older (probably late 30s early 40s) neighbor introduced himself and helped out. I was going to wait until a friend was off work to move the heavy stuff but I didn’t have to. “We got this.” said my new neighbor. We ended up getting everything inside my apartment. We were both pretty sweaty and it was extremely hot from all the moving. I didn’t have much groceries but I did have a few bottled teas and some leftover chicken that I offered. He took me up on both. I get to chatting with this sexy new neighbor of mine, finally getting the chance to see just how sexy this dude is. He’s got a nice set of pecs and a bit of a hairy dad bod that I can barely see through his sweat soaked shirt, he’s about 6ft, not too much taller than me but still noticeabley taller, his hair has little specks of grey in it, but otherwise black. He’s wearing some grey running shorts and some running shoes. We get to talking and he tells me that he’s married to a “crazy fucking chick” as he says and then gives me a pat of approval on my chest and says “bet a stud like you has tons of crazy chicks.” To which I respond “nah man, I like dick. “ with a chuckle. He smiled at me and says “hey even better.” Followed by a quick “hey I gotta go, but we should hang again.” I agree and thank him for the help. Still the same day, I’m putting stuff where it belongs and here a knock on the door. It’s my upstairs neighbor. He’s a geeky type, chubby, glasses, somewhat awkward and even has a Star Wars shirt on. He had brought a plant to put in my house as a gift. I offer him the standard chicken and tea and he also accepts. We chat a little bit and me being the whore I am, and never (knowingly ) getting fucked by a “nerd” start craving this dudes cock. I don’t wanna be known as a creepy neighbor, but I want his load. My cock grows hard st the kitchen island and he notices. He starts rubbing my cock and I do the same. I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. He’s pretty fucking thick which makes me want him inside my hole even more. I always keep lube in my car for when I go cruising. But I hadn’t bought any “house lube” I keep suckin his cock and make sure it’s nice and wet. I slowly stand and turn. I start backing my unslicked hole into him. “Condom?” He says. “Don’t have one.” I replied. He didn’t care. I feel the sting of his head popping through my hole. Then part of his shaft, and finally the base of his cock. He keeps himself balls deep for awhile. He had already came. “Sorry I’ve never fucked raw before, I’m still rock hard too.” “That’s okay, I got your load.” I said. I start grinding on his cock and he grabs hold of my hips. He starts fucking into me, slowly. He picks up his pace. “Fuck I’m gonna cum again” and that he did. I clean his cock off and he’s on his way. I kept his loads in me. I always do but but felt especially obligated in this case. It’s the next day and I can feel him leaking out of my hole. I clench to keep his load in and hear a knock on the door. It’s my friend from before. The daddy. He’s all sweaty from a morning run, I invite him in and his slight BO has my hole twitching and oozing stranger cum. We are having a friendly chat but I noticed he’s wearing the same shorts from the day before, only this time he’s freeballing. I can see his bulge and this drives me to the edge. He inches closer to me and grabs my hand, he puts it in his shorts. I can feel how sweaty his bush is and his dick is leaking Precum. He tells me how him and his uncle are faggot fuckers. They always have been but they’re both married now and haven’t lived up to their title lately. That’s enough for me to drop and start sucking. He holds my face in his pubes while his cock is jammed in my throat. He face fucks me for awhile. I can’t take it anymore. I beg him to fuck me. He thinks this is a great idea. I’m on my kitchen floor in all fours. He plunges his cock into my hole and absolutely wrecks my hole. He grunts loud and says “take my fucking load bitch.” And I do. I feel him pull out his softening cock and hear him snap a picture. He asks if i thinks I can handle another load. I obviously say yes and he leaves. I’m confused for a bit until about 20 minutes later he’s back with another guy. Turns out, his uncle is the ER night doctor who’s also my boss. (Always thought he was at least curious, he’s always winking at me.) he doesn’t say a word, he has a second go at my hole while I prep Dr daddy’s cock with my mouth. Nephew loads my hole again, and I turn around so doctor can have a turn and I can clean his nephew. Dr gives me a huge load and they both leave. I was on call tonight and ended up going in. Doctor daddy always works weekends, after a team huddle he calmly asked for my help with something. We went to 3rd floor admissions (which is closed at night) and he bent me over in the supply closet. Spit on my his cock, and shoved into my hole. He came buckets in under 2 minutes. Told me he’s gonna stop whenever he wants to get drained, and he’s gonna fill me when he pleases. Yes please sir.

I wonder if some of you guys feel the same. I love to be fucked and I love to cum. No better wat to cum than cumming from being fucked. Great orgasms when one of my fuckbuddies plows my hole. But...you can't always get cock when you need it. or, in case you are a top find ass when you need it. You're horny and jerk off. What I find is that when I jerk off I cum but there is no real satisfaction. I don't feel an orgasm. My dick shoots a load but there is no real orgasm and leaves me disappointed. Lost the load and the urge to have sex but no satisfaction at all. Anyone else have that?

Last night was our last night staying at at gay campground in Pennsylvania over the Memorial Day weekend. My one true love and I were making the most of it by cruising the shed which is basically a dirty storage shelter with picnic tables and a few glory hole booths where dudes fuck around at night. A guy sitting on a picnic table, looked to be mid 30’s shaved head nice dick . . .I felt it and went in to suck it, which he let me do. Then he wanted to suck mine some. we have similar dicks. Mine’s big. Knob head. I dont like getting blown so bored I start fingering his ass. Before you know it he’s turning around and wanting me inside him! Fuck yes. I don’t remember working my dick inside him. It didnt just slide in. I was the first then. But I am balls deep . . .close to 8 inches . . .in no time . And I am stroking long strokes in and out. Makes my head spin. He grabs on to the picnic table end, and I start fucking his ass with intent. Intent to cum, that is. My problem though - I have a hard time cumming standing up. I like leverage when I fuck. I really like to hold a dude down like I want him and drill my load in. I want to hold him so it feels good on my dick. And I guess I NEED that. He might have sensed it, but he relaxed onto the table with his ass over the end, so I could pin him down and grab the edges of the table to hold him in place. And I found this place where his ass felt like it was strumming my dick as I stroked in and out. Soon I was sure I was going to cum, which I always announce. So I am like FUCK FUCK FUCK I AM GOING TO BREED YOUR ASS MAN to him and everyone standing around. And after a whole day fucking around this HUGE load blew deep in him deep as I could get it. FUCK in public. Anonymous . Audience. Raw. Stuff of my dreams. So I am like “Thanks man” pulling my freshly cum dick out of him. I tuck it in and circle outside to catch my breath. Whew. Then I circle back in the other way looking to see what my one true love is up to during this. Like where is he? There’s the dude I just fucked, bent over a different table, some dude is penis deep inside him. HOT. HOT. I go over and whisper to the top “Hey man I just bred that ass..” He said “Yeah, I know.” And he pauses to let me stick my hand and feel his naked dick going in! Hehehe well that got me hard. Right? And I start feeling the top dude up . . . . ending up naturally cupping his fuck-flexing ass. Then I am feeling his hole. He responds. And I am rubbing my hard again dick on his hole because his ass is so fucking cute. He stops and whispers to the dude below why he has stopped fucking because of . . what I am doing as he pushes back and takes my whole dick into his hole in one long push. A huge sigh came out of him. He’s dick deep in the the dude I just fucked, and Iam dick deep in him. Anyone who has been in the ‘lucky Pierre’ position knows it is hard to find the right rythm fucking and taking dick at the same time. He found it though, and we fucked away for awhile. Biut he could not cum like that, he said. So I withdrew and went off in search of my one true . . . . . who I wound up share sucking a big bear’s dick with , on our night of debauchery. Strictly speaking this wasnt my last load even though it was just last night. As I lay in bed awake later after that with my one true sleeping beside me in the camper, I stroked off a load thinking how hot it wasfucking a dude while he was fucking my sloppy seconds

A while ago I posted a story of the encounter I has with my hot slut. The guy was so conflicted, even so desperate about wanting the bug that the very thought of it makes him hard, yet, at the same time, the thought of the bug scared him shitless. After the last session I hadn't heard from him in a while when yesterday I received a message in my inbox from him which said "I need you. Please!" Read on, because I intended to make sure this slut's dreams, and fears, come true. "I’ve been thinking about my last encounter with traindriver68 and how horny I have been. Despite the obvious risks, the prospect of doing it again was often in my mind, fueling pretty much every wank session I have had, and helping me cum quite a few times with the various women I was fucking as well! This morning I was in the shower, getting clean, and my mind turned back to him and his hard, raw cock. As I washed, I began to fantasize about our next encounter. I’d been chatting online with a local guy the night before and we’d talked about meeting up at the sauna in Luton for some group fun. Traindriver and I had also chatted about meeting here and it got me thinking about how exciting that meeting would be. We met at the Greenhouse in the changing room and agreed on which glory hole we would use. I entered the cubicle and got into position. He followed me, entering the adjoining booth, where he promptly slid his hard cock through the hole in the wall for me to suck. I dutifully dropped to my knees and sucked his cock, getting it hard and slick with my spit and his precum, the taste of which excited me, but I resisted playing with my hard cock, which kept me horny and in need of release. He passed his poppers through the hole to me, which was the signal that I should align my hole with the glory hole. Bending over, I parted my cheeks and pushed back so that my arse was centered over the glory hole, and then I prepared myself by taking a hit of the poppers. He fingered me, pushing a generous quantity of lube into my quivering, vulnerable, nervous arse. Then, when he thought I was ready, his hard, raw cock began pushing at my hole, seeking admission where I know it shouldn't go, but I wasn't one to object. I took another hit of the poppers, enjoying the rush which made me into his slut - into his breeding bitch. The anonymous nature of the sex was perfect as it allowed me to fantasize, reveling in how slutty I was behaving. As he found his pace, and I enjoyed the sensation of his hard cock stretching me out. Reaching forward, I was able to stroke another cock which had appeared through the hole on the other wall. I was one happy slut: multiple cocks are always better than one. About then I heard he call out to me, instructing me to to unlock the door to my booth so that guys could watch and enjoy my whorish self. Of course, in my heightened state of arousal, I complied and unlocked. He apparently heard the bolt slide open as he told me "You're a good boy, and I'm gonna reward you!" With that I heard the bolt of his door slide into the open position, but at no point did he pause in fucking me. Knowing he also enjoys being fucked, I assumed he was hoping some horny guy would come by and slip into his hole while he fucked mine! After a few more minutes fucking, he asked "You want a load in your ass?" Although unsettled, I gave him a firm 'yes'. He picked-up the tempo of the fuck, and I could actually fee his cock expanding. Part of my brain recognized my decision to get fucked raw was far from the best of ideas, but just as I was forming the will to pull off his cock, the door opened, and a guy sporting a rigid cock walked into the room. From my position, all I could see was his cock, and was fuckin' beautiful. It was about the same size and shape as traindriver’s, hard and ready to be sucked! As I open my mouth and it slides in, I almost forget about the cock about to load me up, but I suddenly remember and make a move to pull off. As I do, the guy in my mouth reaches down, grabs my hips and pushes me back against the wall. “Stay there and take his load, you know you want it!”. The voice! It was traindriver!! “Shhh, you know you want this, so I made it happen! This is what you wanted but were too scared to ask for. This is why you wanted to be fucked through the glory hole, so you could imagine it was somebody, nobody, anybody…” I begin to cry, terrified of what is happening to me, but I don’t struggle against his grip. “Good boy, just keep sucking my cock and enjoy what’s happening to you!” I feel the cock in my arse suddenly swell and the warmth of a big load begin to fill me up. As I feel it, I cry for the knowledge of what I know is happening. As I cry, traindriver unloads in my mouth and as I automatically swallow, I feel the cock in my arse pull out and the cum begin to run down my balls. I try to pull away, but I’m held in place once more, and almost immediately, another cock slides into my ruined hole. “You stay there and take those cocks. I know you want to, I know you need this and you know it too! The big load of cum you just shot on the floor without even touching your cock is proof! I’ve set you free and you needn’t worry about whose cock is coming through the hole any more. As he speaks, the second cock pumps another hot load into me and is replaced by the yet another. I can hear the guys outside high-fiving and telling each other about the hot hole in the booth taking their loads. I’m held in place for a total of five loads, shot deep in my hole and pushed deeper by each subsequent cock. My cock remains hard throughout, despite the huge load I shot with my first cum injection, and despite the fact that its continually drooling cum (just like my ruined, stretched arsehole!) all the way through my breeding. Traindriver remains with me throughout, whispering words of encouragement, feeding me his cock, keeping me in place and making sure I am sniffing his poppers to keep me compliant. When the fifth cock pulls out of my gaping hole, he gently pulls me into a standing position, my tired limbs complaining from where I’ve been bent over for so long. “Did you enjoy that? Wanna know how many of those guys were poz?” Of course I did. “Well the guys who fucked you were arranged by me. I know who they were, but you don’t. If you want to find out, you’re going to have to go around the sauna and ask the guys. But you can’t just ask them, they’ve all agreed that they will only tell you if they are poz or neg when their cock is in your hole. You’ll need to get fucked a few more times if you really want to know!” As I left the booth I saw guys walking around the hallway, and I wondered which of them had been in my ass. Of course I also speculated as to which guys were poz and which were neg. Most of the guys registered my legs and arse were coated in cum, and the hunger each man displayed in his lustful gaze told me he wanted to be the next man to spew his load in my arse. I made my decision and headed to the open room at the end of the floor where a number of guys had gathered, to be joined by those who were following me. Taking up my position on the bed, I gestured for someone, anyone to use me, all the while knowing I would, one way or another, eventually figure-out if any of the loads in my arse were, in fact, poz.

I appreciate what has been said on this thread. I started dating my boyfriend a few months ago after a hookup-turned-date. We agreed to be open right from the start, and I believe it is the right thing for us (mostly because I know there are certain things he and I enjoy that we can’t provide for each other, so we might as well find those somewhere else). I knew I wanted to try the open relationship, where the “open” part would just be sex - no romantic or emotional connections with others. I’ve had some moments of jealousy when I found that he had hooked up with someone that I eventually talked myself down from. My current worry...or more accurately insecurity...is that he’ll hookup with someone and click with them like when we first hooked up. I don’t have any reason to believe he’s looking for that, and thus I feel my insecurity isn’t totally valid, but does anyone have any suggestions on how to deal with this kind of insecurity? (Private messages ok if you don’t want to respond here, thanks)

Back in my late 20s, I’d been barebacking for over a decade, started young like many Including with my now ex through most of my 20s. We’d go clubbing, I’d split my time between the dance floor and the darkroom, giving n taking loads. Working night shift as security was great, no-one wonders why you are bleary eyes or even groggy at 9pm Monday evening. Around when I was 24 we moved and ended up living near a hot Spanish guy I worked with. We worked for different companies but in the same building and sometimes had to work on stuff together. Then I spotted him online. Hot and gay! He was around 6ft2, hairy as hell, Spanish lisp, great beard and salt and pepper hair despite barely pushing 30. He always wore baggy clothes which was a shame as he had an amazing ass, tiny love handles. Just my type. One day he came over for a threesome, after my bf wore him down and enticed him with my dick pics. We soon relaxed and got into it and after eating his hairy ass I rode his fat dick like my life depended on it as my ex licked and teased his nipples. Though eventually he said he wouldn’t cum in me... back then I was neg and much shier about being a bug chasing cum slut. He was neg though we somehow managed to ‘forget’ the condoms. My bf paid lip service to safe sex but he loved breeding almost as much as me, just wasn’t open with others or himself. A thoroughly unsatisfying fuck. Though with 4/5 fucks a weekend, and eventually getting some hot poz fisting buddies that would soon be fixed for me. It started out as “I’ll be poz probably?” To “I should get it over with” to the complete adoration, fetishisation of the virus, poz cum and poz men, nothing got me hotter than a biohazard tatt. I was on a mission About 9-10 months later, after my diagnosis as a proudly poz pig, we were both on a night shift and bumped into each other in the basement where his offices were. We moaned about how dead night shifts were, nothing to do. When he started getting flirty. Maybe it was my snug security guard uniform that really cupped my balls, maybe the big black boots. Maybe the fact he had not long broken up with his boyfriend who had put a stop to us playing apart from that one annoyingly load free time. We went into his office, a small dark windowless room. We started to kiss, I could smell his aftershave mixed with the funk you get after being at work from 9pm to 6am. He locked the door, then dropped to his knees. Rubbing his face in my crotch. I sat back on an office chair and let him unbuckle my belt, before he breathed in deep the smell from my underwear, rubbing my ever harder dick with his nose. I grabbed his thick hair and pulled back his head till his big brown eyes locked with mine. Now I don’t wanna brag (lie) but my dick is nice n thick, even longer then when I was clubbing every weekend and was skinnier than my beefy dad bod I now have. I hooked down the waistband of my Aussibum underwear till my cock sprang out. I slapped it over his face, I noticed it made him arch his back. He was clearly in greedy sub mode. I let him worship my dick for a bit, occasionally forcing him down, my hands on the back of his head. I love feeling that extra thick throat juice you get when a man chokes on your dick. Love to feel it flow down the shaft of my dick onto my balls. Eventually I push him back, stand up and get him in front on me, kissing him deeply, my hands massaging his ass through his tight suit trousers, relationship fat, I like ‘em chunky and love a snog suit on a big ass. He moans n asks if I have condoms / lube. I lie, I have lube in my wallet, as I have other plans. “No” I say “but I need to fuck you baby”. This makes him moan as I kiss his neck, and drop his trousers. I yank back his hair and flick my tongue over his nipples, His weak spot I remember, and begin to gently rub my finger around his hole, nestled among his super round pert hairy ass. I flip him round, use my work boots to spread his legs and bend him over his desk. I move my hands down his back before dropping to my knees and burying my tongue in his warm tight ass. He is moaning so loud I think someone may hear even though there are only a handful of people in the place. Eventually I stand up and tap my dick against his hole, my thumbs keeping his dark hairy cheeks out of my way. I ask him if he wants it. Now he may think I just mean my dick, but I’m thinking about the thick poz unmedicated load brewing in my balls. “Yes” he gasps... “but don’t cum in me”... “Sure” I say, though it’s totally unconvincing, he is too horny to notice the smirk on my face. I tell him to choke on my dick to lube me up as I slip a finger in to his ass. He’s a pro and his hole relaxes till I’m knuckle deep. “Slut” I say and his knees almost buckle. Though the spit soon dries. All I have to do is keep pounding and it’ll dry up nicely, just what I want. I grab his kneck, hold his head down on my dick, his chin against my balls till I feel his stomach heave. Then I spin him round ready to plow him. I place my hands on his shoulders as I line my dick up with that hot hairy hole. I tell him to spread his cheeks. I slip my head in. He moans and it vibrates through his body. I start slow but soon end up halfway and he’s moaning up a storm. I then thrust balls deep to his surprise. I have to hold those shoulders tight to stop him moving off. “Shhh” I say “take it all like a good boy”. I get a rhythm going, he starts jerking off. I feel his hole relax but as I get deeper I feel the resistance as my dick forces it’s way along his guts, the friction making his insides hot as the spit dries. I work the angles till I start hitting that spot. He actually screams out. “FUUUUCK” I don’t let up.. “You want it” I pant “Fuck yes” “Want me deep inside you” I grin “Mmmmhhhhmmm” “Gonna take it” I can almost see biohazard signs in front of my eyes “Yessssssuuhhhhhh” He starts to twitch, I hear his load splattering over the paperwork on his desk, his ass tightens and my balls rise up and empty out. I make sure my knees are behind his, his hips against the desk my hands on his shoulders. He has nowhere to go. I grunt n growl and I feel my dick twitch. He says “oh fuck I feel it”. I hold us both still till my knees give out. My face falls to the back of his neck. I slowly move back n forward. Never pulling out. I give a deep thrust pounding past his second spinchter. “Bad boy” he says clearly blissed out but not wriggling off my toxic dick. “I had to! You begged for it” He then realised his shirt is between the cum soaking into the paperwork on his desk. His hole cinches shut in panic, keeping my toxic cum inside him as my cock slips out. “Fuuuuck” he says realising the state of himself. Sadly I doubt he would want to clean my dick in his panic. As he realises his shirt is soaked through with cum and the paperwork ruined. I tell him to blame it on spilt coffee and get dressed. “We should do this again” he looks sheepish. As I unlock the door. I feel electric, is this my first neg hole I have bred? So reader, you wanna know if it took? Well we fucked on and off for a few months. We did the charade of, “condom” - oh no I forgot! A few times, and the odd don’t cum in me. Then he got some clean cut, and certainly neg bf - online he was a safe sex crusader. They split up after a few months, and I move jobs. A few weeks later I bump into him at the sexual health clinic. Not the floor for general check ups, the one where the poz pigs go to get their bloods and meds. He blames his dull boyfriend, I say “He didn’t seem the type, I guess you never know”. I knew it had to be me. Then I just smiled, and say, “We should fuck some more” and left.... he obviously didn’t click I was on the same floor as him. He must have at some point as he then blocked me everywhere. How rude after giving him that gift! Nowadays he is being a cumdump on BBRTS and says hi to me! Hopefully I can recharge him sometime. this is my first proper story, would love your feedback, as well as your holes on my dick.

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

We both woke up the next morning and the first words I heard were much friendlier than the day before. “Morning, Mike. Did you sleep well?” Frank said. I yawned and stretched and said “Morning, Frank. Yes I did. I hope you did too.” “I haven’t slept that well in a long time. You really wore me out” he said with a chuckle. I laughed with him and replied “You wore me out too and filled me up. I can still feel cum dripping out.” He reached over and grabbed my stiff cock and stroked it saying “I’m a really bad lover, I didn’t let you shoot your load before I crashed.” He moved down and took my cock in his mouth again, sucking and licking it just like he had the night before. Frank slid his body over closer to mine and we were almost in a 69. I stared at his hairy legs and ass and then started to stroke them with my hand. My fingers slid into the crack, running up and down. His moans around my cock excited me even more and I was struggling not to shoot my load right away. I guided his leg over my chest and head and licked his cock from the tip to his balls. When he spread his legs wider, I could get my face to his ass and I started to eat like a starving child. His musk filled my nose and I was getting high from it. I almost forgot that he was sucking me until I would hear a grunt from him when my tongue would dig into his pucker. I had some of his hairs floating in my mouth and I wanted more. I spread his ass wider and felt my spit soaked beard against his hairy ass. My tongue dug even deeper into his hole and he suddenly pulled away. He turned around and straddled my stomach and he looked down at me and said those magical words again “Fuck me, Mike.” I guided my cock to his ass and it slid easily to his opening with the mixture of our saliva helping it along. Slowly he pushed down and my cock popped inside. I slowly raised my hips, forcing more of my cock inside and he started to ride my cock. I was pounding into his hole as he rocked back and forth. I felt his sweat dripping on my chest. I looked up at his face and could tell he was enjoying it as much as I was. When I would thrust in harder, he would push down harder. I reached up and rubbed his sweaty chest, pressing the palm of my hand against his hard nipples and felt his hole squeeze around my cock. I then pinched his nipple and felt him squeeze again. Frank reached down with his hand and pinched my nipple with his thumb and forefinger, no doubt looking to see what my reaction would be. We worked each other over like this for several minutes until I felt my balls start to tingle. It didn’t take much longer and I thrust my cock deep inside him and Frank plunged all the way down. Pulse after pulse of my cream pumped into his body while his ass milked every drop. I let out a loud growl that I’m sure the neighbors heard. Frank leaned forward, laying on my sweaty chest and kissing me with a slow, passionate kiss. When the kiss stopped, Frank gently bit my lip before sliding down my body and between my legs. I spread them wider and he lubed my hole with spit. I knew it wasn’t enough but I didn’t care. If I was going to get Frank’s cock back inside me I would take it any way he wanted to give it. Frank stood there with his cock just in my hole, staring at me and waiting for more of his precum to ooze inside me. Maybe it was the precum or the cum from the fuck the night before, but when he pushed his cock inside me it didn’t hurt at all. Just that wonderful feeling of a bare cock sliding inside my hole. Frank’s cock slid all the way in until I felt his bush against my ass. I looked up at him and said “Fuck me, Frank.” His cock already felt bigger than normal and I doubted he would last long before he came. Each thrust was firm and deliberate. Hard enough to make me know he was in control and make me feel it , but not too hard to be painful. I worked my hole around his shaft until he couldn’t restrain himself. He looked me in the eyes and softly said “Take it, boy” as I felt his cock pump it’s seed into my cum craving hole. I could feel the warmth and fullness from his cock and cum. When his cock fell out of my pussy, he laid next to me. “Thank you, Mike. I haven’t felt this good in a long time. It’s not just the sex. I like being with you” Frank said. “I feel the same Frank. The sex is great, but you make it even better” I replied. We laid there for several minutes, smelling of cum and sweat. Neither of us wanting to move and break the mood. I looked over at the clock and it was almost 11:30AM. “Crap” I muttered. “What?” asked Frank, with a concerned look on his face. “I have a football game to play today” I said with a hint of disgust in my voice. “Mmmm, I bet you look like a real stud out on the field” Frank said with a grin. “You can see for yourself if you want to watch a bunch of gay guys play football” I replied. “I don’t see how I could refuse. I might have to hide my hard cock as I watch you prance up and down the field, though. And I might be envious of the guys you tackle” Frank said with a chuckle. I grabbed Frank by the hand and led him into the bathroom. The shower was a long one of half washing and half groping. We dried each other off and Frank put his clothes on from yesterday and I put on my jockstrap and then the gray uniform pants which clung to my body showing off my muscular legs and ass. I pulled on my long sleeve compression shirt and then our team jersey. I looked up and Frank stood there with a huge grin on his face. “You like?” I asked. “Oh yeah. And I’m gonna like taking them off you after the game” Frank said. I smiled. Oh, yeah, I remembered. After the game. My smile turned to a frown. After the game when we always have our party. How was I going to tell him about it? I could just not go, but I needed to be honest with Frank. “Uh, Frank. We usually have a party after the game” I said in a serious tone. “Oh, cool. Can I come or is it only for the team” Frank asked. “It’s open to anyone. I have to warn you that there’s going to be some sex going on” I said nervously. I wanted to go to the party, since I had been to everyone after the first one I went to. But I also didn’t want to mess up anything with Frank. “Hehe, are you worried about me being jealous of seeing your teammates have sex with each other? Or with you?” Frank said. “Yeah, we haven’t known each other long and I don’t want to fuck it up” I replied. “Boy, there’s one thing we need to agree on right now. No matter where our relationship goes - friends, fuck buddies or partners, we need to let each other have fun with other people. Understand?” Frank said bluntly. I was relieved. “Yes, sir” I replied with a grin. “Today is probably the best day to try it out. If we get really lucky we can see each other fuck with other people and realize its ok. It won’t change how I feel about you” Frank said.

When the door opened. I gasped. 15 maybe 20 maybe a few more or less guys all walked around the room some in bathing suits some in just jeans few in underwear. All the bodies varied. Hunks Studs and twinks. Smooth and hairy tall and short. All races I feel like I walked into a magazine photo shoot except a bunch of magazines were holding their shoot at the same time all the guys were fit athletic some looked very professional older some probably just got out of highschool Dimas removed his shirt and pants immediately and left them with a slim twinks who was wearing a jock strap. The boy told him a number and took his clothes to a long walk in closet. The boy came back and looked at me expectantly. "Oh um...do I have to take off my shirt" the boy felt my bicep for a sec and said. "Yeah you really should. " I slipped out of it and never felt so naked. Id been nude in front of other guys in the locker room but never like this. The boy and dimas were smiling and went for my pants but I said that was enough. "Yeah I guess" said the boy. "Ur a bottom anyway." He sighed "Youre number is 18. "And he walked to thr closet. "How did he know that." I asked Dimas laughed. "I think he just guessed but its good to know." I couldn't help but blush. "You want a drink" he asked me. " I'll get one later. " "Ok well im gonna say hi to some friends don't go to the second floor without me." He walked over to a group of studs. Who immediately began feeling him up. I couldn't blame them. He was hot. An almost stud. I had more muscle on him but he had height on me. And other inches as well from what I could tell by his bulge. "Fancy seeing you here." I turned around and saw victor. A familiar face and a ex marine. Victor was hot hispanic meat all over and a bottom. He had once approached richard and I at the gym and flat out asked us for a three some. We politely said no and then he said fuck you and proceeded to spot us and workout with us. We became friend and no... He had no filter. "U gonna get fucked up tonight u lil cumslut. "A few faced turned to look at me and I smiled "Good see you too Vic." "Yeah they just love their Asian btm boys here. Theres only two others here and they always get turned inside out but they're twinks. U got some real muscle on you their gonna wanna rip you apart." "Shut up man" I blushed harder so glad that me Philippino genes made me slightly darker so people could only see one shade of my blush and not the crimson heat I was feeling.I was a slim guy . No six pack but def had abdominal definition. My chest was chiseled and that and my shoulders were my favorite feature. My arms were proportional to the rest of me but richard and others had always commented on my musclar ass. Thats when it hit me. I didn't realize I was wearing my low cut jeans. Showed off my ass by gripping tightly and low so you could see the curves and arches of my back that would meet witb my ass crack. I may as well have put a target on my ass and that said I want it. Maybe it was a subconscious thought. Id been so horny lately but it was certainly not my intent Victor had walked away abruptly as he usually did and without a word and again I felt naked as eyes were following me. "Hey im Howe." The guy walked up to me and handed me what looked like a small shot. "It tequila" he said. "You looked like you needed a drink n a strong one but I went for the basics." I smiled thanks.. and he took his shot so I took mine. The burn was hard but he was right I had needed it. "Thanks Howie you said? " "Yeah" "Cool im andrew. " Howie shook my hand strongly he had my build but was several inches taller like most ppl there and was smooth and cream colored skin. He wore swimming trunks with a red and white stripes. He smiled broadly. "Follow me I know just what u need." He walked me past the Jacuzzi and wondering eyes to a room with a large television. 2 other guys that looked a lot like howie were there and were in the middle of an intense video game. "Meet Anthony and Garrett. " The two twinks were in their underwear playing against eachother. They paused tonlook up at me and smiled. "Can you really handle three bottoms howie?" One said I wasn't sure which was which. Howie laughed." These boys are a couple open relationship by only play together. They asked me to fuck them both tonight." "Oh cool." I said They smiled at me and said, 'he's cute" almost in unison. I just smiled and picked up a controller and jumpsed on the couch finally a place these guys couldn't make me feel awkward. "Loser bottoms!" I yelled. The three laughed and we played.but even I still didn't know what I was getting into. About an hour in I could hear it. The moving going on upstairs. It was only slight but as it got quieter down stairs the noise of furniture moving got stronger. Anthony and garret took off. Howie stuck around but I couldn't tell if it was to be nice to me or cuz he wanted me to go with him. I gave him permission to go and he said he would in two more games. We played and then I was alone downstairs. It looks so much bigger than before. " You not gonna join the party? "I heard the gruff bouncer say from the door he was walking in and checking in his own clothes he stripped and saw a good Matt of curly black hair on his dark black chest. He smiled a nasty smile and began to disrobe his pants he wasn't wearing underwear. A fat soft long cock fell and dangled between his legs it was 5 or 6 inches soft. I could only imagine how it grew. He pulled on it in front me and I saw it stiffen a bit and he sat on a chair and beckoned mr forward. I looked at the door then I looked at him. A big mass of black muscle pulling on a huge thick meat looking hungrily at me I couldn't help it. I stepped forward. "Thats right Babiboy" he said it in one word. "Get that dick hard."

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. They say this summer has been hotter than most, and I’ll agree with that. In more ways than just the temperature. My name is Ryan and I need to tell you about this new guy I met. A bit about myself first, though. I’m in my late twenties, 27 to be exact. I’m gay and out and have been since high school. I’m not really a relationship guy, I like the freedom to fuck who and when I want. I’m a couple inches under six foot and about a hundred seventy pounds. I hit the gym occasionally, but my body stays toned from working construction for my uncle. I’ve had a beard since I turned 18 and keep it on the bushy side and the fur goes all the way down my body. A few guys I’ve been with told me I should trim it and thats the last they see of me. I like guys to have some fur. I’m not into shaved or naturally smooth guys. They just don’t turn me on. I have several piercings in each ear, a septum piercing in my nose, both nipples are pierced and a PA. Oh, and I have a bunch of ink. Both arms, a couple on my chest, my upper left leg, my right calf… you get the idea. Things had been going slow, sexually, but I knew someone would come along. In the mean time some porn and my right hand would have to do. A few weeks ago I stopped into the tattoo shop to talk to the guy thats done all of my ink about the back tattoo that we have been designing. I rode over on my bike (a cafe racer I built last year out of an old Honda CX650) and went into the shop in my leather jacket, wife beater, jeans and my well worn 10 eye Doc Martens. The artist, Sky, was working on a guy, putting down the first part of a piece that looked like it was going to go from his elbow up to his shoulder. I said “Hi” as I looked over the guy in the chair. He seemed to be a bit younger than me and really nervous. He was sitting there in some baggy shorts with his shirt off so that Sky could do his work. I couldn’t see any other ink on the guy which seemed strange. It looked funny since Sky had shaved part of the guy’s left pec, leaving the rest of his chest and abs covered in a thick dark fur. He was about my height, but skinnier. There was a little muscle but I could tell he probably had some kind of office job. He had a trimmed beard, a 4ga horseshoe earring in his left ear, and hair that seemed to be trying to be a tame mohawk. My cock started to stir and I was gazing, probably a bit too long, and Sky was introducing me to the guy. “Hey Ryan. Louis is finally getting inked. He’s been comin’ in here for over a year and finally pulled the trigger” Sky said. “Cool. Looks like he’s serious. No little shit tattoo that he hides so no one can see it. Oh, I’m Ryan. Good to meet you Louis” I replied. Louis winced as the needle jabbed into his tender chest skin while Sky made the outline. “Hi Ryan… Uh are you a regular customer?” Louis asked. Before I could answer Sky said “Yeah, he’s a walking billboard for my work” and then chuckled. I sat down at one of the stools in front of the counter and then took my jacket off, laying it on the other stool. I could see Louis looking over my arms and the bits on my chest that weren’t covered by my shirt. He seemed to nod and finally said “Looks really cool. I hope mine turns out as good.” “Don’t worry, you got the best guy doing it. It’ll look fuckin’ awesome” I said. I was undressing Louis in my mind, thinking of all the devious things I could do with his body before I fucked his brains out. I suddenly realized that I had no idea if the guy was gay or even bi, but my dick sure wanted to find out. To take my mind away from Louis, I pulled an envelope out of my jacket and said “I made a few changes to the drawings, Sky. Let me know what you think. I also put the rest of the money in the envelope. We still on for starting next Monday?” Sky stopped working on Louis and looked over at the calendar on the wall and said “Yup, your usual 6pm time. Don’t forget to bring the pizza this time” before returning to Louis’s upper arm. I chuckled and replied “Yeah, it’s a little hard to bring on the bike. We’ll see.” I kept staring at Louis’s body. I could see a bit of shine reflecting off his chest from him sweating. I wanted to go over and lick it off and then kiss Louis like he’d never been kissed before. I then tried to turn the conversation to see how he would react. “Hey Sky, when we finish my back are you going to finally let me tap that tight ass of yours?” I got a response, but it wasn’t the one I was looking for. Louis’s eyes opened wide and his mouth quickly followed. Sky quickly replied “I keep tellin’ you, you can have it as soon as I get to tap your girlfriend.” This was an inside joke between Sky and I, ever since the first time I hit on him. He knew I never would have a girlfriend - I was firmly on the gay side of the sexuality scale and not even a little bit bi. It seemed to calm Louis down a bit, which was good. I didn’t want to scare him off and kill any chance of getting into his pants or shorts. We bullshitted for a while and before I knew it, Sky was finishing up the first pass of Louis’s ink. Sky bandaged it up and told Louis how to care for it while Louis gingerly put his t-shirt back on. Sky came over to the counter and took the envelope and put it in the cash register under the tray. “I’ll see you next Monday” Sky said pointing to me “and I’ll see you next Tuesday” pointing to Louis. I grabbed my jacket and put it back on and started to leave. Louis was right behind me as I walked out and to my bike. “Nice bike but I don’t know how you ride that thing with the bars so low” Louis said while I slipped my helmet on. “It’s easy once you get used to it. Sucks in traffic though. You ride?” I asked him. “Yeah, I do. My bike’s running shitty though right now. Gotta take it in and get raped by the dealer” Louis said with a sound of disgust in his voice. I held back my initial thought of telling him “bring it over to my garage and I’ll rape you” and instead said “You could bring it over to my place and I can take a look and let you know what it might need.” I surprised myself at how civil and polite it came out. “Really? That would be so cool. I don’t know how to fix em and I think the dealer screws me over doing stuff that it doesn’t need or charging me for stuff they don't do” Louis said energetically. The smile that came over my face was partially hidden by my beard and that was probably good. Maybe I did have a chance with him. “How about Saturday afternoon. I work until 3, so maybe 4?” I said. “I can do that. Give me your number and we can text later to set it up” Louis replied eagerly. We shared cell numbers and I hopped on my bike, started it up and took off, leaving him standing in the parking spot. I didn’t want to be too pushy or appear too obvious that I wanted to turn him into my next play toy. Over the next two days we texted back and forth, him asking if I was serious or just being polite and I reassured him I wanted him to come over to my garage and we could look at his bike. The little devil on my shoulder said “and look at way more.”

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/threesome-at-le-bunker-40296921 Nouvelles aventures avec un jeune Espagnol et un jeune Français en ce mardi soir de mai, jour de la Naked. Un régal, d’abord dans une cabine du sous-sol, puis au bar. A la sortie, le jeune Français m’invita à passer la nuit avec lui à l’hôtel tout proche. Ce fût caliente. Seb, c’est bien ! New adventures with a young Spanish and a young Frenchman on this Tuesday evening of May. A treat, first in a basement cabin, then at the bar. At the exit, the young French invited me to spend the night with him nearby. It was caliente. Seb, that's good!

I’m travelling in Europe and am now in Sitges a seaside town outside Barcelona. This morning I headed out to a nude gay beach north of the town. After a swim I cruised in the forest nearby. I didn’t have much luck only getting one chance to suck a cock albeit a very large and salty one. I packed up after an hour cruising and headed back to town but after a km or so spied a young guy in the forest on the other side of the railway tracks well off the path for returning to town. Hoping to strike it lucky I headed over and started climbing the hill into the forest and within a few minutes we had rendezvoused in classic cruising style making it appear we had by chance crossed paths. He immediately dropped his trousers without a word spoken and revealed a cute slim ass. Without delay I had my cock, already hard in anticipation, deep up his ass. He was gasping at taking the length and girth of my cock and I had to gradually work back to full penetration but we got there and eventually he shot a big load. As is frequently the case in these encounters there were no pleasantries exchanged and instead he wiped himself off and virtually ran away. Quite possibly he has a wife or girlfriend in the village. In the afternoon I resolved to head to the sauna. I was somewhat shocked to find it closing in mid-evening to reopen at 1am! I was mentally committed by this point and duly turned up at 1am and left two hours late at 3am. In between I fucked a guy raw within 5 minuted of arriving and later started sucking in the steam room a guy with a massive cock and shaved pubes, both turn ons for me. He signalled an interest in my asshole and I duly obliged by sitting on his cock, taking all of what must have been 8” at least. I never have been a great fan of sitting fucks and the angle and slippery surface made things awkward and he kept slipping out, which was a shame, and needing to re-enter, which was a delight. Anyway no loads in either fucks. The only other fuck was a downer as the guy insisted I use a condom.

Farting while being fucked, or afterwards pushing seed over the tops cock, is nothing to be embarrassed about. Guys need to get into farting more. It's hot and if you've cleaned out it doesn't smell. It shows your hole is relaxed and enjoying the cock. Fart more!

Yes, I do, sir.

Part 18; I suddenly felt very COLD. Then, my Master without having a proper 'non stop 5 minute Beast orgasm' squirted his first lot of Demon-cum deep inside, out of pure typical greedy Demon play. 👺💦 Fuck, my cunt immediately began to BURN. It felt like it was actually almost on fire. 🔥 - Master, my cunt feels like it is almost on fire. He ignored me, and his claws that were at the base of my neck dug into my sweet pale flesh, and dragged down all the way to the top of my buttocks. Just like he did with my ASS cheek earlier, he caught my skin, marking me with even more of his unique Demon scratch marks. This time all the way down my back! He feral fucked me for a few more minutes, and then; SQUIRT! 💦💦 Another dose of Demon-cum filled my insides. He had not even had a proper orgasm yet, and already his Deep green, musky smelling, oily Demon-cum squelched out of my cunt as he fucked me, with it now running down my legs. It felt wonderfully hot on my skin. - 'L' - Hail Master. - Get the blindfold, and blindfold my new boy. - Yes Master. Sir promptly blindfolded me, with my Master continuing the fast and wild feral Beast-fuck between he and his boy. Here I was, in the middle of some forest, a few minutes drive from a secluded run down Gothic style mansion, intoxicated on mind altering substances, having my body savagely USED, and slowly possessed by it's new rightful OWNER. I had longed for nasTy virulent p☣️z seed for some years now, and the time now really had come to receive the ultimate special gift. I could not ask for more, for it to be happening in such a dramatic fashion. There was no way in 🔥HELL👺 that I would ever forget this moment. It was not long at all now until my MASTER's DNA would be corrupting my own, where he would be possessing me COMPLETELY! He had been feral fucking me for a good while now, and my cunt was feeling wonderfully sore and gaping, albeit it also felt like it was almost burning, too. Suddenly, he withdrew his EEL Dick, spun me around, and threw me on my back with some brute force to the ground, right where the other 5 Demons had squirted their hot, oily, and musky Demon-cum. My smooth scratched skin on my back met with their slime and the dry dirt on the forest floor, and, I was literally now becoming a filthy slutty pig as the dry and wet materials underneath me mixed together and got my ever increasing defiled body dirty; The way nature had intended! 🐖 My Master grabbed hold of my ankles, and spread my legs open VERY wide. Just as well I have practiced yoga daily for years. I am very bendy! Then, that slippery EEL Dick penetrated me again, and, I was being fucked how I was earlier when I first got here, with powerful yet slow, intermittent hard thrusts, impaling himself deep inside my cunt, pausing, then withdrawing half way, pausing, and slamming in again. Damn, I WISH I could see him. - I wish I could see you, my Master. - I don't want you to be scared, my Charlie. I am without my cloak. - No Master, I want to see your body. - Then I permit you to take off your blindfold. - Thank you, my Master. HOLY Fuck. I looked up, and there he was, serpent tongue slithering away into the intense night air. This was the first time I had seen his super hairy body along with his Goat-Beast head. His torso looked thick and strong, like a Werewolf, and of course was covered in a very thick layer of hair, which REALLY turned me on. More hair than normal is a MAJOR turn on for me. He looked down at me with his serpent tongue slithering. Each time he slammed his Demon EEL Dick in the force of course would be making me grunt. And being on my back with my legs stretched open wide, with my Master towering above me, and deep inside of me, made the deepest recesses of my mind completely submit. This was now by far my favourite part to the night. I had MY Master doing exactly what he wanted, slowly developing me into what he expected of me long term. And I was going to get exactly what I wanted. - Please Fuck me Fast again Master. I NEED you to really tear up my cunt. Without a word the fast and wild feral Beast-Fuck recommenced which went on for a few hours; Non stop!! Near the start of those few hours I was getting so turned on submitting I grabbed hold of my Dick, which was now hard again, and started stroking. - CHARLIE. You are NOT here to play with yourself. Arms above your head, and keep them there. - Sorry Master. I will do as you say. I am your obedient little fuck-pig. 🐷 Once I put my hands above my head, arms stretched out, that is when he really had me. My arms stretched out, my legs spread and held open wide, lying on my back in a forest, outside in the middle of nowhere, with a Demon feral fucking me. His dominance grew stronger by the second, as did my subservience. The entire few hours he fucked me like this he remained completely silent, simply USING my body for his Dark Demon Desires of greedy lust. I on the other hand whimpered and moaned the entire time, with my noise only getting louder and louder. As I frequently looked up at his broad Werewolf torso and Goat-Beast head with his slithering serpent tongue I would keep screaming out stuff like; - Yes MASTER. Fuck me. Fuck my neg boy-cunt with your Diseased Demon Death-stick. INFECT me! ... PLEASE. ☢️👱‍♂️ I was in piggy-heaven! Once again my screams of pleasure bounced and echoed off of the trees and around the forest at such a strong velocity, that it was without any doubt that they were reaching back upto my Master's secluded mansion. I so could have let him fuck me like this for eternity, I didn't want it to st☣️p, BUT, the time had come. He let go of my ankles, and leaned in right by my face; - I am READY to cum now Charlie. I am exceptionally close to giving you my Dirty p☣️z D-E-V-I-L seed! 👺 - Fuck YES my MASTER. CLAIM me as YOUR boy. 👱‍♂️

I love slutty bottoms like you. I have a thing for sluts who give open access to their hole to anyone. Makes my dick harder knowing I'm getting to breed a well-used boy with an insatiable hunger for dicks and cum. When I fuck such a slut, I make it my personal challenge to make sure the boy gets what he deserves. If the slut's still hungry for more, it happens I get to whore him out. So yeah, I definitely encourage bottoms to be just a hole for men to use

One of my faves of all time is in a movie called GoGo Gangbang. The last scene features Owen Powers getting gangbanged at the Ramrod. He's such a fucking cum hungry slut. I've cum many times to this scene! I especially love the fuck me looks he gives to the camera. I have no link, but it's easy to find.

Part 8 I texted Steven when I got in my car letting him know ‘the client was very satisfied and I had the task was completed'. Steven texted me ‘right on, here’s your next client’ as he sent me the address and which set of points I was to use. The next guy was a bug chasing jock (my type). He was early to mid 20's, nice muscular build. He had a great cock, not that he’d get to use it. He was an avid partier when never slammed before. But if was brought to be pozzed he wanted too be slammed. We chatted a little bit when I arrived as I pulled out his point. I leaned that he was more of a top and that he has always been turned on by pozzing stories. He also has a cute twink who didn’t just want to be fucked by him, the twink wants the jock to breed his ass. The twink never asked the jock if he was poz or neg. He learned that the twink had never used a condom when fucking. So he started to think about fucking the kid bareback and breed ass. Then his thoughts slipped yup sleazier thoughts of pumping him full of poz cum which turned him on beyond belief. He knew he was ready to take the final plunge and become poz himself. Use coughed that Tina would help him take that final step and not turn back. There were 4 points for him since he was slamming for the first time. The important factor Steven taught me about slamming is that you can always slam more, you can’t slam less. I was to administer one slam and after 5 to 10 minutes then I would see how the client was doing and would then determined if he was to get another one until he was sufficiently cock crazy. Basically I was to get him to the point of having T-dick. I could see that he was a little nervous as I got everything ready. I had him lay back and relax as I got him some Gatorade to drink. Steven’s instructions had me dose the Gatorade with some GHB is he showed any apprehension. The downed the Gatorade quickly and as the G took effect the jock seemed to know that he had been dosed saying to me, “You put G in my Gatorade.” I answered him, “Yes, I am just flowing Steven’s instructions. He knew you might need it to help get you where you really want to be.” He then told me, “Thanks. You know Steven offered to poz me, but since I rarely bottom I wasn’t going to let his horse cock wreck my hole.” I looked at him and as I applied the tourniquet said to him “I think you’re ready you be slammed.” As I swabbed his arm and readied to skip the needle into his vein he answered “Yeah I am ready.” I skillfully hit the big, juicy vein and after getting the red flash emptied the first point into the jock. After I pulled the tourniquet he coughed a little and I knew right away he was going to need more. I was just going to give him the second slam butt he kept telling me to give him 2 more. We quick texted Steven and the jock pled his case. Steven told me to give him 2 more points. After I administer both points he coughed out hard as his hard dick went a little soft. I made note of the amount me has slammed knowing how much the jock could do make T-dick right get him as I administer the fourth slam which, in combination with the G he drank, turned the jock into a cum dump. Over the next 8 hours I proceeded to fill his neg jock ass with my poz cum. I roughly used a dildo to work those loads in deep and help insure the pozzing process. I also inserted a butt plug before I left to keep the loaded inside him while putting a pair a locking charity shorts so he couldn’t remove the but plug. I was to come back by Saturday night to breed him some more. The next client was a simple party-n-play fuck. The guy was a bug chaser who was tired of not getting converted after 6 years of barebacking. The last client before he had to go back over to the jocks was a partier who wanted to get his conservative, straight laced, neg boyfriend to party for the very first time along with pozzing his ass. They had talked about him trying Tina for the first time and him converting only to have him back out. The client was determined to finally make it all happen. The apartment door was left open for me to get in. I would find the client fucking his boyfriend who was to be slammed and pozzed. Once in the bedroom the client would good his boyfriend down while I administered the slam. Then the two of us would tag team his neg ass filling him with poz loads. As I was about to walk into the bedroom I could hear the neg boyfriend say something about hearing someone in the apartment. By the time I entered that bedroom the client had the boyfriend pinned to the mattress as I quick applied the tourniquet and before he knee what was happening the neg boyfriend was coughing out hard. It was apparent that they were about to fuck since the client had a condom on his cock. He quickly pulled the condom off as his boyfriend rode his first rush. He then administered his slam and proceeded to fuck and breed his boyfriend. When it was my turn the client told his neg boyfriend “The guy fucking you just recently converted HIV+ and between me and him breeding you're sure to convert.” I was about to dump my first load inside his neg ass when he surprisingly answered, “Thank you for helping me experience Tina and making a take raw cock.” This was a quick job as I dumped 2 poz loads into his ass and left after double fucking him, but I had to get back to the jock and remove the butt plug and dump some more of cum into his ass. It wasn't easy to get the plug out of his ass but with some lube, effort and a nice slam the plug came out. He had absorbed the cum I had dumped inside him the night before. For tonight the jock asked that I get a few poz tops to help breed him. His only stipulation was not to have anyone over 7” to 8” fuck him. It was decided to get a hotel room for the night. I had placed ads on BBRT and Craig’s List and was going to have him pick out the guys he wanted to have fuck him. He opened his laptop, I logged into BBRT and the email I had set up the Craig’s List ad. Had him get on all fours and I slowly fucked him while he looked through the replies. He set it up for 6 guys to come by the hotel room while I made sure that the guys coming over were the righT Type. As we waited for our visitors to arrive I made sure there was a well packed pipe and bong along with clean pints and Gatorade to take GHB with. I had our slams ready to go and convinced the jock to let me slam him as he let the next guy fuck him. I told him we’d have the guy lay on his back so that jock could mount him.. The jock was down to try only if he coughed fuck me at the end of the night. The first got showed up was a college frat boy type who quickly started smoking. He was also down for getting his dick inside the jock’s ass as I slammed him only if I could administer a slam for him. I mixed the slams and our visiting top laid down, the jock slowly worked his tight ass slowly down the guy’s 7½” cock. There was still about ½” to ¾” left when I gave the jock his slam flowed by the visiting top. As they both coughed out I saw the rest of that cock disappear as the jock proceeded to fuck himself as the top laid back enjoying the rush. A few minutes later the top began to fuck him below as the two began to get a nice rhythm going. I stood up letting the jock suck my cock. Soon we are joined by a couple more tops. It of the 6 the were invited only 4 showed up. Each one partying up and fucking a load or two (or four) pinto the jock's neg ass. He took a dozen loads that night and when we were left just the two of us I fixed is a couple more slams, had him lay on his back as I straddled him felt his 8” cock balls deep in my ass then administered his slam. While he coughed or I quickly did my own slam and then let him fuck me. He turned out to be a great top and rushed me for a good 2 hours before we quit.

Lol. I guess I may be stating the obvious, but cum/fluid bonding. Everything else stems from that for me.

Do fucking HOT! Wish I was Charlie!

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

No-one gets my spunk. EVER!

The generation and culture i grew up in automatically considered rape or molestation a likely factor if one is gay. I.e., their assumption is/was that gay people are made by various factors, molestation when young being one of them. That idea, among others that gay people are made out of trauma vs born/natural, really fucked with my ability to come to a place of self acceptance. i got there, but it was a long process. i used to fantasize about being kidnapped and forced to be a sex slave. That fantasy was more about my getting past my own lack of self acceptance than anything else. i had such cognitive dissonance the that i wanted the decision to be taken from me and to just have what i wanted (a man who wanted to fuck me) without having to choose. That's the closest i've ever come to rape fantasy. To me, the "violent" aspect in a lot of fantasy speaks to the extremity of the fantasizer's need/desire for acceptance, but i tend to associate that need with ones lack of self acceptance and the only way they can experience affirmation is in extremis. No scientific evidence to back that up, just my own observations and thoughts. When i think of being raped now, it doesn't appeal. i suspect if someone attempted to take me violently and by surprise now, they'd end up dead (i have a second degree black belt lol). On the other hand, i have long time fantasies of being taken spontaneously... which i think is an element a lot of bottoms desire/need? i've had a long time fantasy of being asleep with a guy and waking up to Him sliding in or pushing the tip of His cock against my lips. But to me, that speaks more to deep connection than to a violation of consent. I.e., there is such a connection between me and that person that He knows i'm His for the taking. To me, that's very different from rape. The other half to this equation that seems to be rarely considered or discussed is the guy doing the "raping." What is it he really wants or needs? Psycologically, a rapist is not a powerful person at all, but a weak person preying on someone weaker in order to get a sense of power and control. If he had someone in his life who wanted his dominance and control, would he still have the need/desire to rape? i see a lot of guys in the D/s community who identify as "dom" who really strike me as needing a sub in order to establish their own sense of self. Which is not a condemnation on my part, i personally think we all need relationship to be healthy (not "a" relationship, but interaction with others where we can mirror each other and help each other in the process of self discovery). i feel rape is a fuzzy or incomplete expression of what is really needed or desired, which is acceptance, on either side of the equation.

I love everything about sucking cock.i love being down on my knees for men.specially when other men are watching me and seeing how slutty and submissive I am. I love the taste of cock and the smell. I love how cocks feel in my mouth. from the first time I sucked a cock I loved the soft spongy feel of the head in my mouth. I love the feeling of a big hard cock sliding in an out of my throat. I love how it makes me feel like a slut and a faggot. I love how it makes me look like a whore. I love how deepthroating a cock or getting my throat fucked makes me drool all over the cock. I love feeling a guys balls slapping against my chin. I love knowing that guys know me as a cocksucking faggot.i have no gag reflex cause I was truly born to suck cock. it shows how cockhungry and cumthyrsty I am.i don't just suck cock. I AM a cocksucker.

It was, I am definitely going to see him again

He’s an adult. If he’d cared that much he would have asked.

26. Tony's birthday was coming up. The boys all decided to celebrate at yet an another fuck-fest at DEIMOS. Everything was prepared once again. A guy only 18+ gay party. A pig's heaven! Tony, Aaron, Rick, Danny, Sam and Duke crashed at the bar. They ordered beers, danced a bit, drank more beers, danced again, drank more beers, lauged and drank again. The batroom stalls were full of gloryhole sluts - eager to drink any cum or piss availabe, the rooms were full of guys that wanted a little privacy, the showers were full of guys that needed no privacy. The hornyness spreaded across the dancefloor, hot sweaty bodies touching and grinding against each other. "Let's start the party!" said Tony as he whipped out his cock. "Kev, give me an empty beerglass!" Kev gave it to him. Tony stood up, put his cock inside and let out so much hot piss, that he filled the glass entirely. Sam spun around. "Hey guys, we have a fresh pint of hot piss here! Right from the poz 10-inch monster of our birthday boy!" Almost immediately, four guys came to them, wanting to drink it all. Tony smirked. "You want this? Then you gotta make me cum first!" he said as he took two chugs of his own warm piss. All of them dropped to their knees and started sucking and licking his cock and balls. He looked around, while feeling four hot mouths around his monster. All the eyes were on them. Most of the guys that were watching were already touching their bodies and gripping their crotches. He looked at his friends. Duke was already sitting on Sam, grinding on his cock through his leather pants. Aaron was massaging his cock through the jockstrap he was wearing. Rick and Danny were making out, touching their bodies eagerly. Tony put his head back, kissed the bartender, then Aaron and took an another chug of his own hot piss. He snorted like a pig once again with four sluts worshipping his cock. 27. "You want this?" he asked, holding the glass full of his piss in the air. The four sluts, sucking his cock nodded and whimpered. "Here, have it." he stood up, gave them the glass and watched them eagerly drink it down. He walked to one of the guys watching the scene. He was massaging his smaller 5-inch cock, watching Tony get sucked. Tony grabbed him by the balls, bent him over the next table and started fucking him sensless. He heard encouragements from all the others as he was plowing the moaning guy's hole. He didn't last long. He slapped his ass a few times. Grabbed his throat, pulled him back and pumped his hole full of toxic cum. He popped his cock out with a pig's snort. "Who's next?" An another guy came in and bent over the table. Tony stretched his ass out with his cock, leaving his hot charged up load inside. He slapped his ass, as more guys came to fuck the stretched-out cunt. The real fuck-fest has started. Six guys were bent over the tables, Duke of course one of them, getting their mancunts stretched out by all the cocks. The others in line couldn't wait, so they started doing each other! Tony's cock was hard again. He walked back to the bar. "Kev?" he started. "Yeah? Tony?" the bartender answered. "You like this job?" "Fuck yeah! My cock is hard all the time in here!" "But don't you wanna join the fun sometimes?" "Of course I do!" Tony smiled. "One more question. Are you poz or neg?" "Neg... but not for long hopefully." "Oh... So you're chasing?" "Yeah. You could say so!" "And would you like my poz load deep in your ass torn by my pierced monster cock?" "FUCK YEAH!" Kevin aswered without a shadow of doubt. "Come get it then, stud." 28. Kev climbed over the bar table. He was only wearing leather boots and a jockstrap. Kev bent over on one of the bar stools. Tony slapped his cock on Kevin's asscheek. "You want this meat?" "Yeah! I fucking want that toxic monstercock!" Tony rammed his cock inside at full speed - all the way to the root, tearing Kevin's ass apart. Kevin roared. Tony started fucking him, hoping that he made Kev's cunt bleed from the inside - making it easier for the virus to get into his bloodstream. He pulled his cock halfway out, and when he saw blood on it, he started fucking like an animal until he felt his orgasm building up. "I'm gonna knock your ass up with my poz cum! You really want it?" "FUCK YEAH! KNOCK ME UP!" "HERE IT COMES!" Tony roared, rammed his cock inside one more time and started planting his toxic seed inside Kev's cunt. He slapped his ass and let out his piggish snort. The rest of the night was as usual - full of cum, piss and sweat. Tony fucked many more guys that night, although he demanded that Kevin's cunt was his only for the night. He fucked the bartender three more times until the night was over. He fucked and fucked and fucked until his balls were empty. The other guys got their fair share of fun as well. Duke got fucked at least 30 times until the night was over - bent over one of the tables - leaving his stretched out cunt dripping loads of cum. Sam spent the whole night in the showers - pissing on everyone who came close - he was so horny, that at one point he came up to two guys making out - bodies squished together in the corner of the showers and started pissing gallons of hot piss on them. They ended up not minding - as all three ended up fucking in three - Sam in the middle! Ray spent the night in one of the rooms - teaching a pair of young, unexperienced 20-year olds the art of fisting! Aaron, Rick and Danny ended up in the sauna room - taking and giving their poz cocks and cunts to anyone who came close. This was the best fuck-fest DEIMOS has ever had! Tony's 19th birthday was his best yet! It was next friday. Tony came down to the bar - just to check things out. He looked behind the bar table. Kev wasn't there. Instead there was Manny - the other bartender, who refused to work during the fuck-fests and was usually working on regular weekends. But tonight Kev was supposed to work. "Hey Manny!" "Hey boss! What's the deal?" "Uhm... where's Kev? I thought it was his shift tonight!" "Oh yeah! Ray called me here last-minute! He said Kev called him. Apparently he got really SICK this afternoon." What dou you think???☣ Let me know???

This is the hottest chapter yet! At least I think it is!???☣ 22. The day came. Tony went to gym after school and right after, he got dressed and went to the shop. Almost everything was prepared when he got there. The lightning, the drinks... everything. Even the new bartender! His name was Ken and he was a hot 30 year old hunk. Aaron and Ray hat already gotten Ken dressed in leather chaps with a zip-down crotch a leather vest and a leather hat. Ray himself was dressed in a full leather get-up. Aaron wore leather pants and boots with a fishnet shirt. Tony got dressed in his own leather get-up - leather chaps, boots, harness and jacket. At ten o'clock - the party started. The two guys who worked part-time in the workshop were standing at the entraces and were taking the entrance-fee. In about an hour, the room filled with so many guys. The drinks poured, the shirts went off, the dancefloor filled and so did the other rooms. Aaron was dancing, drinking and having fun on the dancefloor. Tony just greeted uncle Rick, Danny, Sam and Duke as they made it to the party and then walked into the bathroom. What he saw got his cock hard as rock. There was at least one guy in each stall. Most of them got naked and awaited by the gloryholes in the stalls to get the next available cock in their mouth. The others were waiting in a line to fuck two guys, who were bent by the wall, getting every cock they could inside their now sloppy cunts - most of them raw. Some of the guys waiting in the line were so horny, that they couldn't wait and started to suck and jerk each other off. Everytime someone new came in to the bathroom, they screamed at him to join. Tony used one of the gloryhole whores and blew his hot poz load all over his face. Then he moved onto the shower room. He got undressed and walked inside. What he saw got him ready to shoot again! A group of at least ten guys were in the room, and instead of using the actual showers, they were getting a golden shower, pissing on each other, drinking each other's piss, or even fucking each other's asses full of piss and cum. This was no doubt the hottest and sleaziest gay party ever! He then entered the sauna. Four guys were inside. One was already riding the other's dick as the other one sat down and the other two were jerking each other off. Right after Tony sat down and closed the door, both of the guys that weren't busy fucking came towards him, seeing his monster cock. When they saw his tattoo, they stood in their place. One of them turned around and left. The other one shook his shoulders, dropped to his knees and started sucking him off. Then he realised who the guy riding the other one's cock on the other side of the sauna was. "Josh?!" 23. "Tony? Hi man!" said Josh, stopping his riding, but still grinding on the other guy's cock inside his ass. "What are you doing here?" "Uhm... I own this place actually!" "Really? Well done then. This is the best party I've ever been to!" "Thanks!" Tony lauged and added, while whimpering, feeling the hot mouth wrapped around his cock: "I see you've gotten out of your shell!" "Fuck yeah! Right after you fucked my hole full of your poz cum, I started craving more! God! I feel like I fucked half of the gay guys in town." Josh laughed. "Then I met this stud." he continued and squeezed the hard pec of the guy he was riding. The thought that he had turned Josh to barebacking was really hot. He stood up, pushed the guy who was sucking him down and started skullfucking him. "He... must... be one... lucky... fucker!" Tony whimpered as he raped the guy's throat mercilessly, even popping his cock out ouf his throat and slapping it on his face a few times, before sticking it back in and continuing his skullfuck. "Fuck yeah I am!" moaned Josh's boyfriend in response to Tony and slapped his ass. At that moment Tony noticed it. Josh's left asscheek now sported a big biohazard tattoo. At that moment, he blew his poz load into the deepthroated slut's throat. He groaned loudly and snorted as a pig once again. With that, Josh's boyfriend came inside Josh with a loud moan as well. On his way out of the sauna, Tony said bye to Josh by slapping his biahazard tat on his ass and sticking two fingers inside his ass, taking out a bit of his bf's hot poz cum and licked his fingers. He winked at Josh and left. When he made it back into the main room, the party was at full swing there as well. Some people were still dancing, although most of them only in shoes and underwear. The others were busy fucking, jerking and sucking each other. Some guys were by the bar fighting over who's gonna get a very special drink - a glass full of the bartender's warm piss, when he needs to release it again. He saw Sam, sitting on one of the stools, his big, pierced, toxic cock worshipped by three hungry sluts. He saw Duke, bent over one of the tables, getting his mancunt filled with all cum available. He found Ray, who was sitting by one of the tables, drinking a beer, while his heavily pierced cock was being sucked off by one hungy slut under the table. At the entrance, he saw his uncle and his boyfriend making out, while filling the asses of two boys - the part-time workers at their shop with poz cum, while they too were kissing, with read faces, moaning. He felt Aaron's hand on his bare ass and he realised he was only wearing his leather boots. He laughed, gave Aaron a hot wet kiss and they went in to join the fuck-fest hand in hand. The party went on until 6 in the morning and til the night over, everyone who stayed past midnight gave in to the lust and joined the fun. Not one cock stayed soft or dry and not one pair of balls stayed full. Tony was in heaven!

Hey All, I am heading to Hillside this weekend for a no loads refused bear fest. Anyone else from here gonna be there by chance?

PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

I grabbed my gym bag with my cleats and pads and we walked out the door. “Let’s take my truck. I want to stop at home and change clothes” Frank said. We drove just out of town and went down a gravel road to a small ranch house set in a clearing surrounded by trees. “Welcome to my house” Frank said. I followed him inside and looked around like a little kid. Pictures of him and another man were all over the place. I started to feel like I was intruding into his life. He saw me staring at one picture and said “That’s Rocky. I still can’t believe he’s gone sometimes. One of these days I have to put some of these pictures away. It’s time to move on.” “How long were you together?” I asked. “Fourteen years. We met when we were about your age. It started out just as friends, then fuckbuddies and then we moved in together. But now he’s gone and probably humping angels whenever he can” Frank said with a laugh. I laughed a little. “Wow, that’s a long time. I’m sure you have a lot of great memories together” I told him. “That, I do. And as long as I remember them he’ll still be with me. Now, let me show you around quickly before we head to your game” Frank said. “Here’s the guest room… here’s the office” he said pointing towards the little hallway off the living room. We walked back into the dining room he said “And Dining room and Kitchen”. He walked back into the living room and over to a door and opened it. We went down the stairs and were in the basement. There was a laundry room and workshop and he paused and turned to me, saying “I want to show you something, but I don’t want to alarm you.” “I think you already did just by saying that” I said laughing. “Hehe, yeah. I guess I probably did.” He opened a door and there was a large, dark room. He reached inside and flipped a switch on and some dim lights illuminated the space. We walked in and I looked all around. I must have gasped because Frank turned and looked at me asking “Are you ok?” I just kept looking around, seeing a sex dungeon in real life for the first time. I had seen them in porn flicks but had never known they were real. There were two slings hanging from the ceiling, a giant wooden X that I learned was a St. Andrew’s Cross, two padded benches, a weight lifting bench, a couple freestanding posts, a pillory, a large tiled area with a shower and a free standing tub. Along the walls were numerous devices that I had never seen before along with many cuffs, bars, ropes, chains, blindfolds and a large bag that looked like you could put a body in it. “Mike, are you ok?” Frank repeated. “Uh, yeah. I’m ok. I’ve just never seen anything like this before. Do you use all of this stuff?” I asked. “Not for the past few months. I come down here to lift when I want to clear my head. I hope you’re ok knowing I have a kinky side” Frank said, his face showing how concerned he was. “I guess you’re going to have to show me how some of this stuff works some time” I said with a sly grin. You could feel the tension lift from the room. “We better get going or you’re going to be late for the game” Frank said and we went upstairs. I followed him into his bedroom and watched him quickly change clothes, almost wanting to tackle him to the bed and forget about the game. We drove over to the field where we play and I could see the rest of the team already there, warming up. We parked and I ran to our bench and put my cleats and pads on. It was a fun game and we won by a field goal. I had the biggest cheerleader with Frank screaming the entire time I was on the field. We gathered together after the game and everyone wanted to know who the guy was that kept yelling my name. I blushed and told them he was a friend. A few guys told me to be sure to bring him to the party. I was tempted to say “back off, he’s mine” but I remembered Frank’s comment earlier. We went into the locker room and showered, cleaning off the mud and sweat and I changed into the jeans I had brought in my bag. “See you at the party” Deon said. I walked outside and looked around to see where Frank was. He was standing next to his truck, looking really macho. We hopped in the truck and I kissed him, which felt really strange and yet wonderful at the same time. We drove over to a little hamburger restaurant that Frank knew of and we had burgers for dinner before heading over to the party. I told him that there were a few guys that were hoping he came to the party and all I got was “Oh?” We pulled up to the house and walked inside. As soon as everyone saw me walk in with Frank, you could hear people talk. We grabbed beers and wandered around chatting with people. I introduced Frank to most of the team and we were standing alone for a change. Frank turned to me and said “So, how many of these studs have you fucked?” I swallowed hard and said “Almost all of them.” “Damn, you are one lucky boy!” he replied. After a few minutes he asked “Which one should we tag team?” I was a bit surprised by his comment, but my cock twitched and I started to think how hot it would be to use a guy together. I looked around the room to see what bottoms were there when I spotted Craig our center. Craig was a big guy, almost six foot four. Two hundred eighty pounds of pure muscle. Dark hair and this week he was scruffy which hopefully meant that he had been letting his body hair grow back after shaving it a few months earlier. Craig was a top until he had a few drinks in him and then became a total bottom pig. He was one of the guys that wanted to make sure I brought Frank to the party, so maybe we could make his wish come true. I pointed Craig out to Frank and said “What about him?” “I’m not ready to get fucked by a hulk like that” Frank replied. “No worries. One more beer and that guy becomes a cock whore” I said with a laugh. Frank laughed along with me and we grabbed another beer and moved over to where Craig was. We chatted a bit with him for a few minutes and he said “Just a sec, I need another beer.” I winked at Frank and when Craig came back we steered the conversation towards sex. Frank was rubbing his hardening cock as we talked and I started to as well. I could see Craig looking down and then back and forth before licking his lips. He finished off the rest of his beer and said “All this sex talk has gotten me horny and I can see it did to you guys too.” I smiled and nodded my head towards the play area of the basement. Ty was getting fucked on the couch by one of the tight ends with two other guys who were waiting their turn. I got to the first bed and there was Deon with two guys that looked like freshmen trying to figure out how to suck his ten inches of thick meat. I remembered the first time he fucked me and chuckled to myself that these two bois had no idea what they were getting into. The second bed was open and I walked over, pulling my jersey over my head while Craig climbed on the bed. I was pulling Craig’s t-shirt off while Frank took his shoes off. Craig unbuttoned his jeans and with a few tugs, Frank had them laying on the floor. “On all fours, Craig” Frank said in a quiet but commanding tone. Craig said “Yes, sir” as he flipped over and assumed the position. I had taken my jeans off and left them with my jersey, pulling my cock out the side of the jockstrap. I looked back at Frank, who was admiring Craig’s muscled and furry ass. When my cock slid past Craig’s lips, Frank’s hands pulled his butt apart and his face plunged in between them. I felt Craig whimper when Frank began to eat his hole out. He was sucking my cock more aggressively than I remember him doing in the past. I realized he was relaying what Frank was doing to his ass and when Frank got aggressive, Craig did too. When Frank eased off, so did Craig. After almost twenty minutes of ass eating and cock sucking, Frank got up and moved towards Craig’s head and motioning with his head for me to take his ass. My cock was covered in Craig’s spit and his ass was covered with Frank’s. I hoped that there was enough inside Craig’s hole to let my cock enter him without too much trouble. I knew Craig didn’t get fucked a lot and he was going to be tight. I tapped my cock against his hole and he moaned around Frank’s shaft. I added more spit and then started to push in. I stroked his ass with my hand as I pushed in harder until I felt my head pop past the ring. I felt him jump when I got inside, but he settled down and I started rocking in and out, getting my bare cock deeper inside him. Craig usually asked for condoms, but he had let me go in bare without a word. Maybe it was because his mouth was stuffed full of Frank’s cock. The spit and my precum let my cock start to slide in and out a lot easier and I could really begin to pound his hole. I would slam in hard and watch Craig deep throat Frank all the way down. Frank would smile and I could hear Craig gag. I didn’t do it to be mean or abuse Craig, it just felt really good and I knew it felt even better for Frank. I felt my load start to build, so I started to fuck faster. Craig knew what was coming and really massaged my cock as I fucked him. I went in deep and held my cock there as spurts of my cum coated Craig’s tunnel. He kept milking my cock and worked even more cum out of my balls. I slowly pulled out and tried to not lose any of the cum from his hole, leaving as much as possible as lube for Frank’s cock. Frank pulled out of Craig’s mouth and moved back to take my place. Craig tentatively licked the end of my cock and must have decided it didn’t taste too bad, since he started licking all of the cum off of my cock and balls. Frank sunk his cock into Craig’s cum filled hole and slowly fucked him with long strokes. He started to fuck faster about the time that Craig finished cleaning my cock. I tried to slide underneath Craig, which was only possible due to his height. I inched my way under him until my chest was against his stomach and I sucked down his cock which was covered in precum. We sucked each other while Craig’s body bounced around from Frank pounding his pussy. I was watching Frank’s cock enter and exit Craig’s hole, but then some of my cum landed in my eye and it burned. After that passed, I sucked feverishly while Frank drove his cock in. I could tell that Craig was about to shoot a load down my throat and I figured that would push Frank over the edge and get him to shoot too. I tried to reach up and tug on Craig’s balls but the angle was wrong. Instead I reached up and pulled his butt apart, letting Frank dig his cock in a little deeper. I opened my throat and took all of Craig’s cock in and then squeezed my throat around it just like he had done with his ass on my cock. Ropes of cum began shooting straight down my throat and I was having problems keeping it down. I heard Frank’s familiar growl and knew he was depositing his cum with mine inside of Craig. We all laid there motionless for a while, me trying to swallow all of the cum Craig shot, Frank trying to catch his breath, and Craig realizing he had just been bred by two guys. Frank finally pulled out and stood up at the end of the bed. Once Frank was out, Craig tried to stand up on his knees and pull his cock out of my mouth. I laid there and then moved to the end of the bed, opening my mouth for Frank to put his cock in. I licked and sucked our cum off of it and let him decide when it was enough. “Damn, that was hot” Craig said before continuing “I never fuck raw, but it just felt right tonight. Thanks!” “Thank you, that was a lot of fun” Frank said and I agreed. We hung around a little while longer, drinking another beer and talking with a few people, some mentioning how hot it was watching the three of us fuck. Apparently we had an audience for most of it, but we never noticed since we were so into fucking Craig. Frank drove me back to my apartment and when we got there he said “Thanks for indulging me tonight. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.” He leaned over and kissed me deep for several minutes before we finally stopped and I said goodnight and got out of his truck. I was exhausted and was soon sound asleep, wondering where this all would lead.

He has no idea that I get bred on the side, frequently.

PART TWO My face flushed as I looked at Matt, his husband’s still hard cock stuffed up my spunk filled hole, but Matt just smiled. He had a short cropped red and brown beard, muddy brown hair and bright green eyes set into a strong manly face. Quickly he shucked his shirt exposing a broad chest covered in ginger fur with large pink nipples. His pants were the next to go and then he stood there in just a bulging jock strap smiling at me. “Well boy get my husband’s cock out of your cunt and come suck my cock.” With a tiny bit of reluctance I stood up, Eric’s cock sliding from my juicy hole, and walked over to Matt. He smiled and pushed me to my knees, I felt cum drip from my hole. “Go on,” he said thrusting the engorged pouch of his jock at my face. I pulled the fabric to the side, and released his massive cock. It looked, if that was possible to be even thicker then Eric’s his balls certainly were larger and all around the base grew thick dense coarse ginger pubes. I didn’t waist any more time, there was no more confusuion or conflict, I had been presented with a man’s cock and it was my job to service it. Opening my mouth wide I began to slowly work Matt’s still swelling cock down my throat, swallowing hard when it hit my tonsils. “Holy shit Eric,” Matt said, forcing my head down till my nose was in his pubes, “Where did you find this boy?” “He got distracted while he was jogging by and literally fell into the yard. I knew he would make a hot little furry cumdump as soon as I saw him. Told me he was straight and then he swallowed my cock to the root.” They both laughed. “Don’t think you’re straight any more do you boy? Not with Eric’s load dripping out of your cunt.” I shook my head. “Good. Did you like taking his load?” I nodded, still sucking hard on his cock. “Do you want my load up your cunt?” I nodded again. “Your cunt is hungry isn’t it boy, you want all the loads you can get don’t you?” More nodding. “Good, because by the time tonight is over your hole will be one dripping cum filled mess.” My cock twitched and my hole winked at the thought. “You sure this boy was a virgin when you sunk your cock into him,” Matt asked Eric, “Cause damn he can suck cock!” “With how tight his little cunt was, there’s no way I didn’t pop his cherry.” “Then he’s just one talented cocksucker. Shit, you keep sucking my cock like that boy I’m gonna blow my load down your throat not up your cunt.” I tried to pull off of his cock, but Matt’s hands held me in place; I wanted that cock and load in my ass more then anything. “Don’t think he likes that idea,” Eric said. “No, neither do I,” replied Matt and he released me to spit out his cock. “You ready to get bred again boy?” “Yes please,” I gasped still trying to catch my breath from deep throating Matt’s cock. “Then turn around and show me that pussy.” I spun on the spot, bent over, stuck my ass in the air, and reached back to spread my cheeks for him. He gave an appreciative groan and got down behind me laying his fat cock on my ass crack. “Nice tight little ass with a worked-out loose cum filled furry hole, prefect,” He lined up his cock and sank it into my stretched out pucker in one move. I moaned, bucking back on his cock like a bitch in heat. Matt wasted no time with slow fucking and skipped right to the rough pounding. He grabbed my hips and started to slam his cock in and out of my hole. Using Eric’s cum he pounded my hole without mercy reducing me to a limp whimpering mess. How could I ever have thought that I was something else? Nothing I had ever done with a girl had felt this good, this right. I was kicking myself for resisting what I had always wanted for so long, to be a bottom boy cumdump for big manly tops. Matt pulled out of hole and smacked my as saying, “get on your back, I wanna see your face as I breed you.” I flipped over and grabbed my ankles pulling my toned muscular legs out at right angles exposing my hole once more. Matt got between my legs and slammed his cock back inside of me. He bottomed out so hard that I saw stars for a second, but Matt didn’t miss a beat he just kept on pounding. “I told you he had a sweet cunt,” Eric said and for the first time sense Matt’s cock had entered my hole I noticed him standing behind Matt fisting his hard cock like mad. “I’m gonna load you up boy, you ready for my cum?” “Please shoot your load deep inside of me,” I begged. “Take my fucking load you little faggot,” Matt yelled and he bottomed out once more and his cock launched shot after shot after shot of thick hot cum into my wrecked guts. His cock had no sooner stopped twitching then Matt pulled out, but much to my joy his cock was quickly replaced with Eric’s once more who after only two quick strokes shot another big load deep in my new cunt. Eric caught his breath for a moment and then he too pulled out. “Nice find babe,” Matt said to Eric kissing him. I ran my hands down my hairy sweat soaked chest, past my still hard but somehow so irrelevant cock, to my hole. I felt the soft mushy walls of my once tight sphincter and felt the slick cum that was slowly leaking from it. Easily I slid first two fingers then three and four inside myself and started to twist them in and out like Eric had done earlier. “Fuck look at him,” Matt said, “You still want more don’t you kid?” Guiltily I looked up, but said with hunger in my voice, “God yes.” “I’ve got an idea, keep fingering that hole,” Eric said, and he grabbed his phone and shot several shots from different angles including a close up of all four of my fingers which were now covered in cum stuffed in my hole. “We’ll start with a few thick dicked friends our ours and if that’s not enough then we’ll widen the search.” “Alright well we’re not gonna leave him here in the kitchen so I’ll take him down stairs and get him settled in while you find this new slut some more loads.”

Yes I did this Saturday a friend and I went to a hotel he tied me spread eagle on the bed put a hood over my head and had guys over to fuck my hole's. it was extreamly hot I loved the feel of hard cock doing my tight hole all day and not knowing who it was or what they even looked like. I know my ass is still sore today and I have shit out more runny cum than ever before today

I use to fuck this boy that had a lame boyfriend. I was banging him like twice a week. Fine round ass. Could not get enough cock. One day I was on him and I could hear the door open and knew it was ON! I started nailing that ass like crazy. Really grinding him open. He started to get up but I held him down and went for it. I looked at the guy and just glared at him. His stupid boyfriend just stood there while I was fucking his boy with legs sread for me. I even had my tongue in his mouth and laid right on him. Bottom was in heaven. I was grinding him really deep. I blew a load so deep in that sweet pussy, I knew no matter what , my dna would be in him all weekend.