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PART 3: I drove home from Marcus and Chloe's apartment late in the afternoon, my ass still full of his poz cum. My hole was still wet when I got home so I took a shower and I had to jerk off while replaying last night's and this morning's events. I can't believe that I just let Marcus fuck me while is girlfriend was 15 feet away making our coffees. It was irrational and dangerous, but Marcus was right about me, I'm a whore for his cock. I lose my fucking mind around him. He's this completely straight, hot, hung mixed guy. It just so happens that he can't cum with a condom and his girlfriends won't let him cum in them. I guess I won the lottery, no hangups or drama, just getting bred by a hot straight guy. It'd been a month since I went clubbing with Marcus and Chloe, and subsequently got bred a few times by Marcus' thick hung uncut poz dick. He's undetectable and I'm on PrEP, so I don't really see any issues. Marcus and Chloe and I have all hung out several times in groups and sometimes we'd just chill at their apartment. Marcus has no problems just being cool around me despite the fact that he's fucked me senseless more than once. It was Friday again, and I had just gotten off work when I got a text from Marcus: "Hey, what's up homie?" I responded saying I just got off work and asked what the plans were for the weekend. He texted back: "I'm at work too, but don't get off for another couple hours. Come by and have a coffee with me. Chloe is making dinner tonight so we can all hang." So I swung by this gym he works at as a side job. He just basically gets people checked in and answers any questions. It's also helped Marcus get even MORE ripped and muscular. I didn't think he could get any hotter. Wrong. I found Marcus up front talking to a gym member. When he got done, he said,"Come on back to the office for some coffee." I followed him and gesh, his t-shirt was short and just rested on his bubble butt. That ass looked fucking amazing, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. Marcus surprised me by saying,"You keep staring at my ass like that with yo mouth open and I'm gonna shove my cock down your throat." He caught me off guard and I snapped my head up, just now seeing the full length mirror on the office door and realizing Marcus had literally caught me drooling over his thick ass. I got embarrassed, because he's my straight friend and I don't ever make moves on him really because I don't want to overstep my place. I felt comfortable enough now with him that when we were alone like this I was just flat out honest with him. I told Marcus,"Sorry, but I've never really fully noticed how hot your ass is until now. You could bounce a roll of quarters off those globes." He laughed and told me to not get any ideas. We sat down and settled into the office club chairs with our coffees, we were shooting the breeze. Time flew by and it was closing time, so I helped him lock up. He asked if I wanted to work out a little bit since I already had caffeine in me. I told him I didn't have any workout clothes in my car. He said,"The gym is closed man, just get down to your undies." I was like,"fuck it, okay," and stripped. I swear I did anything he told me to do. SMH. He took his shirt off and damn, he was getting cut as hell. His chest and abs were really defined. We worked out for about 45 minutes, and we were soaked in sweat. Obviously I kinda knew where this was going. I mean, straight guy, closed gym, this was a porno in real life. I wasn't shocked when Marcus suggested we shower before we head over to his and Chloe's apartment. The gym was a smaller gym and had a small locker room and open showers. So of course as soon as Marcus was naked, I had a raging erection. Marcus just laughed at me, and he too had a semi. We were showering and I asked Marcus to get my back. As any good porno in real life would play out, he said "sure" but seemed hesitant. His hands on my back felt so good. Having him touch my skin under the warm water, I moaned and leaned back so that my ass pushed up against his thickening cock. He was at full mast in an instant and began rubbing his monster cock between my soapy ass cheeks. I reached back and started pushing just his cockhead in and out of my hole. He began breathing hard against my neck and wrapped his arms around me. Marcus felt so good against me. He shoved several inches up my tight hole without warning. It hurt, but I wanted it. He fucked into my hole for a few minutes, then abruptly pulled out and said,"man, I can't do this." I was a little surprised because that's not how our fucking ever played out. I asked if I did something wrong or if he was having problems because he's straight but fucks a gay guy. Marcus quickly came up and smiled, pulled me into an embrace, swiftly gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and said,"No man, It's nothing like that. You're my buddy and you've given me something extra too. A hot hole that I can actually cum in." I immediately felt better but was still confused because our cocks were both hard as rocks rubbing against each other. "Then what's up? I really want you inside me, like bad." I told Marcus. Marcus replied,"It's just I've been off my meds this month because someone dropped the ball at my health insurance. I don't want to put you at risk. I feel great, but still, I don't wanna put you at risk of getting HIV just because I can't control my cock." I looked at him and said,"Marcus, I'm on PrEP, it's okay." He smiled at me and hugged me closer. He kissed my neck and spoke into my ear,"Man, I know you're on PrEP but we don't know if my viral load is up and how much you're protected. I love ya bro, I don't wanna hurt you." The fact that he was being so vulnerable and caring and...loving...while holding me naked in the shower with our cocks sword fighting between us just made me want it even more. I was losing it again, all I wanted right then was to have him fuck me and breed me. I hugged him back even tighter, and slid down his body to his cock and before I swallowed his massive organ said,"well there's no risk in this." I was working his cock with my mouth and hand very eagerly, and as he placed his hands on the sides of my head he began to throat fuck me. My knees were starting to hurt on the tile floor but I wasn't going to give up Marcus' cock for fear he'd try to stop this again. I got off my knees and sat on the tile floor, scooting back to the shower wall and dragging Marcus with me where he continued to fuck his thick cock in and out of my throat. My head was stuck between the shower wall and his pubes as he started to ram his dick in my mouth. I was so horny for him and this situation, that I grabbed his ass and pulled him into my deeper. I got especially brave and was rubbing my fingers up and down his crack, stopping on his hole and gently massaging it. Marcus moaned when I did that, so I took a chance and pushed my finger into his incredibly tight hole. It went in fairly easy with the water and soap, and I wasted no time finding his prostate, I wanted to at least hit his g-spot before he could object to me finger fucking him. When I pressed his button deep in his ass, he moaned hard and his body shook. His legs trembled against me. Marcus looked down at me while he kept fucking my mouth and said,"holy shit man, is that what my cock hits inside of your hole? No wonder you're a whore for my dick. Keep doing that shit. I think I might actually cum for the first time from a blowjob...fuck man, keep pushing that spot. Shit. oh fuck." I did as instructed and began to work his prostate with my finger and continue letting him rape my lips and throat. His body was trembling at this point, and I felt his asshole tighten on my finger like a vice grip, then I felt hard spasms from his prostate against my finger and I got what I was working for, a huge load down my throat. He blasted a massive amount of cum down into my stomach. Marcus kept cumming and spasming, he had to hold himself up against the wall as his orgasm waned. I kept gently massaging his prostate with my finger as he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. "Fuck." Marcus hoarsely said,"I almost never cum from a blowjob, man. Now you have done it twice. That was unfuckingbelieveble." I smiled up at him and pulled my finger from his hole. He was still in amazement at what had just happened as we dryed off and sat on the locker room benches. He was still 80% hard and I was still 110% hard. I looked at him and his cock, and couldn't help myself, I got on my knees again and began sucking in his cock while he sat on the bench recuperating from his climax. He moaned as I took him fully into my mouth. I worked my hands on his steel rod and my mouth slowly began working on his smooth balls, then I started to lick his taint, and run my long tongue down his taint to his hole and pushed the tip of my tongue into his tight hole. "Oh man. Fuck that feel good," Marcus said. He let me lift his legs up while he stroked his cock. I was so horny now, I dove into his ass like it was Christmas dinner. All he could do is moan and pant, I slipped my finger back inside him and found his prostate again, this time, I slowly worked his hole and his prostate, gently getting him relaxed and able to take two, then three of my fingers using a lot of my spit for lube. I put his cock back into my mouth while I worked his hole with my hand, he was breathing hard, laying back on the bench with his legs up and letting me work him over. I felt like he was about to bust another load. I was about as hard as anything right now, and my throbbing meat had taken over my brain awhile ago. My erection had control and it was thrusting forward into the hand that had three fingers fucking into Marcus' gorgeous ass. I couldn't help it, but my cock was pushing past my hand and trying to get to his hole, it wanted to be where my fingers were. Part of me was trying to stop myself, telling myself that if I tried to stick my cock inside him I'd ruin everything. He's straight, he's one of your best buds, you're going to destroy everything. But, like I said, my boner was in the driver's seat and it was steering itself to that tight wet hole. My thick mushroom head found his opening and began pushing and rubbing into it. Marcus was so hung, I easily continued to suck his huge tool as my steel pipe began to push into his hole. I sank into him about an inch or two before I found resistance. His inner ring didn't want me to go further. But my wet dick was only encouraged by the tightness it felt. I kept fucking into Marcus and when my cockhead pushed past that resistance and I was about 4 inches inside of him, his eyes kind of flickered open. I looked up at him, still sucking his cock, his eyes locked on mine,"Is that? ...Is that your cock?" Marcus asked in a strained voice. I grabbed his thick shaft and came off of him and said,"I'm really sorry Marcus, I didn't really mean to, I can't help it. I can stop." I was slowly pulling out of him, when he plopped his head back down on the bench with his eyes shut and his mouth in an "O". "Wait." Marcus breathed out,"wait, wait just a minute. Fuck, that feels good. I'm just really fucking horny. Damn man. It's not so risky if you top right?" I was shocked he said that but too horny to let it interfere with what my red bull can cock wanted,"Yeah, even if you're off meds, and might maybe have a higher viral load, it's a lot safer if I topped." He had rested his hands on my hips, and began moving them to my ass where he pulled me toward him and consequently INTO him. "Ohhh fuck. Your cock is making me feel things I've never felt. I don't know if I like it." Marcus told me,"keep going, I want to see, I wanna at least do this once and see what it's like." That's all I needed to hear. I got the green light to push more of my slick rod into his thick muscular ass. It's not every day a straight guy tells you to keep fucking his hole. I sank all the way into him and because he was on his back and I have a wicked curve upward to my erection, my mushroom head hit his prostate perfectly. I watched as his eyes went wide and he let out a gratifying gutteral moan. He looked up at me and just shook his head "yes." I started fucking my thick cock in and out of his tight hole, going balls deep to keep knocking at his prostate. I was getting close, and found a fast hard rhythm pounding into his ass. He began breathing harder too as I was working up to a climax,"Marcus, I'm gonna cum." I warned him, "oh fuck, I'm getting close, you're too fucking tight. Marcus, look at me?" He looked at me as he was stroking his cock, which looked enormous and hard as a pole, he had leaked a ton of precum out onto his belly from my constant barrage on his prostate with my dick. "Do it man, go all the way," Marcus croaked out, "just cum in me, I've already let you fuck me, and I'm close. Just don't stop fucking me when you cum, I'm so close." That was it, I tensed up and slammed into him,"Oh fuuuck, I'm cumming, fuck I'm cumming," I yelled as I blasted my load inside of him. I didn't slow down my fucking at all, I was still ramming into him as I shot load after load, Marcus' eyes were shut tight and his back came up on the bench as he roared out and began shooting cum all over his cut abs and chest, he blasted onto his face and past his head. I'd never seen anyone cum that far, I had stopped fucking him, because his body started fucking itself onto my cock the minute he started orgasming. We stayed perfectly still aside from our heavy panting as we came down off our fuck-high. He began to gently move up to slowly let my cock come out of his wet hole. "Fuuuck man," Marcus stated, "that was fuckin' crazy." We both started laughing, he stood up and grabbed the back of my neck to pull me up, "we better shower again," Marcus said with a huge smile on his face. I watched him as he reached behind himself and felt his hole, "it doesn't hurt, just feels different," he said looking at me, "I don't know if I'm into it, but since I couldn't fuck you, and I was so horny...shit, it was definitely different." laughing again and shaking his head. We got ourselves together and headed over to his apartment to meet Chloe, she had cooked dinner and brought home tequila. Marcus was putting away the dishes when Chloe noticed him walking funny. "Was it leg day today babe?" Chloe asked, "you must've gone hard." In typical Marcus fashion he quipped,"Nah, I let Nick here, fuck me up the ass." We all laughed hard. Chloe didn't miss a beat and retorted, "Damn Nick, if you're that good, I might have to give you a try."

Come on Steve, we are going to be late Dad shouted, I hate weddings Anyway I was driving, Dad wanted a drink. He looked great in his wedding suit and smelt nice, I was turned on looking at him. Nothing much had happened since I seen him in the cottage last week getting fucked and by me, it made some good memories for the wank bank though. The day and evening went quick, I got to have a snog and fondle with a bridesmaid, got her number. Dads mate Jim, brides father shouted me, Dad was completely passed out drunk at a table, not looking good, he asked if I needed help to get him in car, yes I did, but managed to get Dad to stand and took him to restroom to piss, Me and Jim stood at stones holding dad up, you are the son lad, you will have to get it out he said. I unzipped my dad’s trousers and pulled out his dick and held it to the urinal under Jim’s watchful eye, Dad was pissing whilst I held his dick in my hand, he was catching my fingers with his piss, I had such a hard on, when finished, I shook the excess of piss off his dick, Jim said, hey lad, are you wanking him off? But laughed I blushed and we got him in the car, very very unconscious. I Drove home, but I copped a few feels of his body and dick at the lights, he was so wasted, I was boned up. Managed to get him home and upstairs, took ages, lay on his back on his bed, I shook him, nothing, I touched him on the bulge in his pants feeling his dick, I undid his belt and shirt and felt him all over as he was half undressed, he smelt horny, but out cold. I slowly approached his crotch and started stroking his delicious balls with my hands, felt his cock grew harder and harder, suddenly my lips were kissing his nipples and my tongue was running down his abs and into his marvellous cock. The thick head of his dick began to enter my mouth and gently sliding into my throat, how big and delicious it was! I felt it in my throat when I saw his body moved, and I was very scared thinking that he had awakened but, he was too drunk to wake up. His dick was happy though, I know it, it began releasing delicious Dadman juice that I could not get enough of, and he began to moan in his sleep as I gagged with his big fat penis, it was amazing. I spent almost an hour worshiping his delicious piece of meat, never got tired of ramming that delicious cock into my throat. I wanted to return to my room, my brain was telling me to return but my cock would not let me, seeing his beautiful naked body and his big cock in the bed was too hard to resist. So I stripped him completely naked, he genuinely slept through it all, it took me ages, he was a dead weight, I was so hard, dripping even. I stripped naked to and took pictures of him on my cell, even detailed pics of his arse and hole, awesome, I felt bad, but found myself, rolling him over lifting his leg up and placing a pillow under his hips so his arse was higher up and I started to eat that arse out, my father’s arse was being kissed, licked and eaten out by Me, Steve his Son. It was so tasty, I could not help it, seriously I couldn’t . I mounted my Dad and slid my hard cock into his licked out hole deep, I started to fuck him good, I was sweating, worrying he was gonna wake up, but carried on. His cock wouldn’t go soft, and my cock was pretty hard stuck up him. I began to shake and came so hard in my dad’s arse, I was beat, pulled out and I stroked my cock so hard I came again on his body everywhere, after it scared me thinking how I was going to be cleaning it up, so I decided to lick my cum from his body until he was clean, but left my cum in his arse I returned to my room and I was lying in bed feeling a little regret, but looked through my phone st his pics, it only made my dick hard once more and I jerked off again. The next day I woke up before him, took a bath and prepared breakfast, when I heard him get up I greeted him, he went to the dining room with only his pants on, American Eagle pants, I told him we arrived home late last night, saying something about getting in bed. Anyway he sat down on the leather cushioned seat, whilst I did him coffee, he got up for sugar, I noticed wet patch on seat my cum??? Further, I could not help noticing that there was still a trace of my dried cum in his abs and back of his leg; I don’t really know if he didn’t notice or if he just didn’t think, but he did not discuss the issue at all, but seemed distant, I wonder if he thinks he got fucked at the wedding. I am back at Uni, in a couple of weeks, going to miss my dad.

A friend was in town and we decided to try one of new 442 events held at Catalyst since the original 442 closed. We got there shortly after the 10 pm opening and paid our entrance fee. After putting our clothes in the locker, we went out to explore. At first I was disappointed as there wasn’t a huge crowd and the play spaces seemed rather random. However...maybe because of the smaller size of the crowd, I ended up having a good night and having longer sessions with each of the 4 guys that I hooked up with. The first guy had an interesting twist to him. I met him in the dark room which was a pitch black area behind a curtain in the corner. It wasn’t very large but you could seriously not see a thing! My ass started to get felt up and I felt a finger probing. Of course I leaned over and relaxed more to let the other man know that my hole was completely available. I had gotten fucked very briefly by an Asian guy but his dick was small and he had a hard time staying erect. Needless to say, it had quickly ended! As I felt my first real top of the night start to push against my hole, I knew that some stretching would be required. He definitely had girth but was slow and patient, letting my hole accommodate to his length and girth. His thickness definitely filled my hole and as he started to get into a rhythm I moaned with pleasure. His slow methodical fucking encouraged me to open my hole even more as he went in deeper and deeper. At several points, he would completely stop and I would enjoy the sensation of his cock balls deep and completely inside of me. This continued for a good 20 to 30 minutes and then he pulled out completely and gave me a tap on my ass which I knew signified that he was done with my hole for now. As I turned around to thank him and to suggest meeting up again, we made eye contact and both of us registered shock! It was my friend that I had come here with! Neither of us had realize the entire time that we were fucking who the other person was! Although he’s made comments over the years about tapping my ass, we have never crossed the friendship line. After that surprise, I walked around more and caught the eye of an attractive older white gentleman wearing a leather harness. We started off again in the dark room where I had returned as it seemed like most of the action was happening there. He proceeded to fuck my now thoroughly opened hole. He expressed pleasure over my hole and after about 10 minutes groaned while he unloaded into me. We separated for a bit but after about 20 minutes he came and found me and said that he would like to continue with me in a sling. We went up to the platform where the sling was. He enjoyed himself in me and gave me his second load. Afterwords he told me that he’d had a great time and that he was quite pleased that I had gotten another load out of him as that always didn’t happen to him anymore. The third guy was a hot dominant black guy who used me at repeated intervals throughout the night. He came into the club and every guy looked at him when he entered. He had a hot muscular body and a piece of meat that would give any porn star envy. We made eye contact in the locker room. After he stashed his stuff away, he came over to the corner where I was, pointed his erect dick in my direction and told me to get down on my knees and suck it. Of course I obliged! After about 10 minutes he told me to go into the next play room and lie down on one of the platforms. I went in and lied down facing the wall. He turned me around so that everyone in the room could see that he was fucking me. He wanted to put on a show and boy did he! His thick dick went into me and he demanded that I open up wider to him. He told me to call him Sir. And to tell Sir how much I liked having his dick inside of me. That was not hard to do as I really did like the intense pleasure that his dick shoving deep inside gave me. He stretched me deeper and wider than I’ve ever been but continue to demand that I open up to him more. Each of our sessions was like that! I’d start off sucking his dick and then we’d progress to where he fucked me in a public display and use my hole thoroughly. Him fucking my hole made me want to beg him to do it forever; yet at the same time the pleasure was so intense that at times I felt I couldn’t handle it. The last time he used my hole, he made me clean him off. As I was cleaning him he gripped my head and proceeded to force his way down into my throat. As I was gagging with snot and spit running out of my mouth and nose, he repeatedly made me Deep Throat him several times. Next he told me to follow him into the bathroom. After he had washed his dick off with soap and water, he told me to get the paper towels and get on my knees and pat his member dry. While on my knees another guy entered the bathroom and was watching. He told me to turn around and suck that guy’s dick. I was happy to please him. In between fucks with the hot dominant black guy, One of the guys watching in the crowd, an older white guy, jumped on me when the black guy left me for a bit. He fucked me on the platform for a while but then had me move to the sling where he proceeded to fuck me roughly banging at my hole till he pounded his load deep into me. Altogether a satisfying night at catalyst. My hole was well used and pleased!

Part 22; *My Master's permanent Gono infection* 👺 I stayed on all fours for a few more minutes; Grunting, groaning, and rocking my hips as my Master's filthy toxic Demon seed that overpowered and consumed me continually leaked out. By now a massive pool of the stench-ridden oily Hot Demon slime had collected between my legs onto the black marble slab. And my NEED to enjoy it to it's full potential overpowered me, so, without any instruction or hesitation, I on my own accord shuffled forward on my hands around two steps worth, pushed up onto my heels, then pushed again until I now lay on my back, literally now bathing in disgusting -t☣️xic-6-Demon-6-filth-6. The scratches on my back began to sting which did not stop me in any way shape or form from wriggling about! I scooped up as much as I could in both of my hands, and was stuffing it in my mouth like I had not eaten for weeks! I then put my hands behind my knees so as to support my legs in the air, allowing more EVIL poz filth to flow from my cunt. During this time Usher continued to flog my boyfriend, and our Master simply stood there, enjoying the show! 😈🐐 After much more Diseased-Demon-cum had leaked out I let my legs down and proceeded to repeatedly scoop it up, frantically smearing it all over my body, whilst alternating between wriggling on my back, turning over and wriggling on my front, and getting on all fours and lapping up the Deep-Green, oily, Bitter fluid. Normally I shy away from bitter tastes, BUT, this was pure heaven, and I thoroughly enjoyed each mouthful I swallowed as it slowly travelled down my throat and into my stomach. My Beast maneuvered himself so he was now standing sideways to the mirrored wall, and the opposite wall (St Andrews Cross) wall, and in the middle of the plinth length ways, and a third way in width ways. - Charlie. Stand up. I stood up as instructed. The distension has gone down considerably, seeing me regain my balance. Sir was instructed to bring me to our Master with me facing him, and on my knees. Although I had regained my balance, the marble slab was now very slippery, and of course, I still could not see a thing through the zipped up eye piece on the hood. Once I was kneeling before our Master, Sir was given further instructions. - 'L', I want you to know go to in front of the cage which is in front of the Cross, and I want you to as I said earlier draw in red chalk on the floor a large reversed pentagram, large enough for MY boy here to lie inside. - Hail Master. Yes Master. I heard him walk down the wooden steps from the top of the marble plinth to the floor. Then, I heard Master instruct me to unzip the eye portion to the rubber hood I was wearing. As always I did as I was told. Once unzipped I got my bearings, then looked up and for the first time saw him with his Goat-head up in flames, and his eyes glowing with their Molten-Lava colour. His intoxicating look saw me instinctively reach behind myself and proceed to finger fuck my swollen, bruised, leaking, bloodied, loose yet still very eager cunt. I was fast becoming super aroused that I very quickly began a combination of intertwined heavy panting, and whimpering. As I stared up at him, I in a frantic manner, and almost unintelligible and without making much sense, said; - Oh Master, Fuck, yes Master, Oh Master, Oh Fucking hell, Oh please, Oh please, Yes, YES, I need it, I NEED it ... Suddenly his upper arm thick musky black slippery EEL Dick bounced up to a right angle to the plinth, so it was now right in my face. And from his 1" diameter urethra I saw this brown foul smelling brown discharge leaking from his thick Demon shaft. I knew it wasn't his cum. It was a different colour, consistency, and smell. It looked like PUS!?! - Master what is that coming from the end of your Dick? - That is my permanent G☣️no infection, Charlie. FUCK, I NEEDED me some of that! And, I knew exactly how, so, I had no time to lose before I got a full on erection. Standing up I took my now semi erect Dick from my sexy shiny metallic red jockstrap, and shoved it in his pus leaking urethra, grabbing onto his slippery thick Demon Dick, pulling it back and forth with my Dick inside, gradually swelling as it stretched his urethra. With my neg Dick very soon fully erect I needed something to grab hold onto so I could give a good firm fuck! I reached up putting my hands into my Master's Beast-Goat Head of flames, and grabbed hold of his horns. Bizarrely my hands did not burn. I knew and felt that I was now being protected from stuff like that happening. I looked my Master straight into his glowing Demon eyes, and with my hands locked on his horns I commenced giving his infected urethra a good firm fucking. I turned my neck to the left so I would now be looking at my boyfriend. - PLEASE Charlie, let's stop all this now and go home. This has gone on long enough! Way too late now ... Way too late!! I responded with an expression in my eyes (that poked through my red rubber hood) that was of pure lust for an eternity of depraved filthy action, and my tongue hanging out with the intertwined heavy panting, and whimpering continuing. My Master took the opportunity of my gaping mouth and his serpent tongue gave a thorough probe of my larynx, as he also vigorously fucked my cunt with one set of sharp claws. It wasn't long before the birds outside began to chirp. Which meant daytime was imminent. My Master would be needing to go to his lair in the basement until the following nightfall.

I've been talking to a dominant visiting my city. We haven't been able to get together because we have no place to do the kind of intense play and fucking he enjoys. Still, he's mentally cranking up the fuck-need in me to a point that I needed something yesterday. I went to a porn theatre on a terribly slow day, where no one came in for several hours. It started getting to be around quitting time for tradesmen and more men filtered in. I sucked and teased a big bearded guy with massive thighs until he decided he'd waited long enough. After I'd been jamming him into the back of my throat, holding him deep while holding my breath and sliding my tongue up and down his shaft while swallowing, he lifted up his belly, pushed my head further down onto his root, and let his belly hold me down on him. Then he grabbed me by the back of my skull and neck and fucked up into me fast and hard, cutting off my air in favor of getting his seed into my throat. I worked his nipples and fucked my skull onto his cock like my life depended on him cumming. After almost a minute of skull-fucking me, he jammed his fat knob extra-hard in me and pumped his cum into me for about 20-30 seconds. Then his vice grip on my head relaxed and I could swallow the sperm he'd fucked in and breathe. I was light headed, but looking up into his widely grinning face, I was happy I'd pleased him and earned his load. While I'd been focused on him, a few other men had filtered in. Straightening myself up, I did a quick turn through the three rooms to see who was there. One man stood out, a tall, very strong-looking Hispanic man in his mid to late twenties wearing worn construction gear and boots. I decided to hang out nearby to scope him out. He unbuttoned his dirty work jeans and put one hand into his underwear while putting the other up and resting on top of his head, exposing a sweaty pit. Good enough. I sat next to him and looked openly at his groin and face testing his reaction. Seeing he was comfortable, I asked if I could touch him and, a little surprised I asked, he said "Sure". I pulled the waistband of his trunks below his balls and touched him, feeling stubble from his balls to his cock shaft. Encouraged by his thickening under my hand, I licked and sucked his cock into my mouth. After a minute of this his cock was very hard, that hard we dream of, although a fairly average size. Moaning with pleasure as I tasted a surge of his precum, I sucked him in deep, licking his knob and polishing it, feeling it throb and jump in my mouth. He was clearly enjoying it, groaning and sighing and, when I'd take him root deep and hold him in my throat, he'd grunt softly and fuck up into me with gusto. He felt like a breeder. After sucking him a fair while and tasting a few more surges of his precum, he commented that it takes him a long time to cum. I asked if he liked to fuck ass and he said yes. I smiled and did something I knew he liked and made his cock throb and dance. After a few more minutes of teasing I ask "Do you wanna fuck me?" He looked at me with that sex drunk look guys get and nodding, said "Yeah" standing up right away. I got up, turned around, dropped my jeans, and handed him the lube. "Use plenty, I'm tight at first, but I'll be ready to take it hard pretty quickly." He nodded, lubing up his cock with one hand, and bending me over the chair I'd been sitting in with the other. He rubbed his firm knob below my hole, swiping the lube up into my cunt lips. He pressed in and I felt the burn of not enough slickness. Turning my head back, I whispered, "A little more..". He complied and the next time he rested his cock on the lips of my cunt they parted tightly, but smoothly around him. He slid all the way into me forcing the contented groaning sigh that penetration gets out of me. I set my legs to hold my cunt at his height and he started to fuck me. He gripped my hips firmly and slapped his cock hard into me, earning a slutty moan, and me bracing one arm against the wall for what I suddenly realized was going to be a rougher fuck than I'd expected. As he hit a fast slapping rhythm in my ass, his whole body's strength was focused on fucking as hard as he could into my cunt. At a young and strong 6'2" and ~230lbs that was pretty damned hard. I put both hands on the wall and pushed back through my arms, shoulders, torso, and rotated my hips so my cunt lined up with his pounding. I set my legs a little stronger too. Taking my setting myself as a kind of signal, it felt like his cock got even harder and he started to really pound and rotate his hips with each stroke to get deep into me. He'd been making low grunting noises of satisfaction as he fucked, and I'd been letting each thrust push the air loudly out of my lungs, occasionally muttering "fuck" and "yes", but now they stepped-up in intensity. I suddenly realized how loud and energetic our fucking had become, and saw we had a number of people watching him pound into my cunt. I didn't know how he felt about the onlookers, so under my breath I started saying "That's it, get it all the way in there..." "Fuck, you feel so good in my ass..." bringing his focus back onto his cock in my cunt. At one stage he slowed down and seemed to be trying to lift my body off the ground just with his cock, forcing himself deep inside me. Fuck, he was strong. I think he was deciding whether and when he wanted to cum in me. I lifted and dropped my ass onto his cock a few times slowly, rotating my hips to change the sensation for his cock. I think that's when he decided he wanted to cum. He used his hands on my hips to pull me into the position he wanted, and started fucking hard, but slowly into my cunt, each slapping thrust easily heard in the other rooms. After a few minutes he sped up to the kind of pace I think of as a chase. He got faster, and fucked into me harder, his breathing now heavy and each thrust sending me into the wall hard. Instinctively, I felt like he was building up to breed me. Firming up my legs and my torso, I started pushing back on his thusts, sending him the message that I needed his seed in my gut. That's when he thickened in me and began fucking his virile seed up into my fertile well-fucked cunt. Each thrust he pulled himself into me hard, feeling his cum filling me, emptying his balls with a long groaning sigh, punctuated by more thrusts. He slowed and stopped, staying inside me. I gripped his workpants and pulled and pushed his cock into me a few more times. Clearly saying "More?". He pulled out and I tightened my cunt to keep all that young virile cum inside me. I said if he has another load I'd love to take it. He smiled, said "Thanks", and fixing his clothes, left. Holding that juicy cum inside me, I sucked another load from the big sexy bearded guy who'd been watching me get fucked through the glory hole from the other room. I really needed more fucking, but I was out of time, so I headed home. Lifetime loads at this stage were 29 taking me to 30. Yes, it was 12 in my last "Last load" story. Since then I found a guy who gave me at least 17 loads over many hours of deep intense fucking. That's the post I lost.

Part 21; *thwack. thwack. thwack* ---> You could tell Usher was really enjoying the good hard flogging he was giving, if not for the huge red marks that he was leaving behind, then the dirty great big sadistic grin on his face. With his head still bowed my boyfriend meekly addressed my Master; - You better not have fucked my Charlie. The Beast responded with an all knowing proud growl, which of course left my boyfriend none the wiser. It wasn't before long that Sir was now banging on the door with his foot. He was carrying me, so, his hands were full. - 'U'. Open the door. - Yeah, sure. Momentarily ceasing the flogging he opened the door, and in walked Sir, carrying me, as I submissively lay in his arms, completely draped in bright red; Not the slightest bit of skin was showing! He carried me up the plinth steps, and placed me standing with my back to and in front of our Master who was standing against the mirrored wall. - Hail Master. I have prepared him to your strict specific instructions. - Good boy 'L'. I need you to stay up here on the plinth with us for a while. - Yes Master. The Beast commanded my boyfriend look in our direction, and when he did he pulled back part of the cloak to reveal my legs, and my heavily distended abdomen, placing his Demon claws either side of the distension cradling it; - Noooooo; Get that symbol from his navel OFF. NOW! I know what that means. And why on earth is his abdomen so heavily distended? What have you done to him? - The reversed pentagram stays, Richard!! And what have I done to him?! Nothing more than give him what he wanted; A belly FULL of my virulent strain of super t☣️xic poz-dem☢️n-DNA. Now Charlie, turn and face me. I did as I was told, although Sir needed to help me as I lost my balance a little as I tried to turn. My Master undone the neck tie to the cloak, pushed it off of my shoulders letting it drop to the marble floor, with my boyfriend letting out an intense scream when he saw the deep scratch marks from my neck all the way down to the top of my ass cheeks. With the distension getting in the way somewhat, my Beast pulled me in as close to him as possible, groping my ASS, and staring right at my screaming wailing boyfriend, growling with delight with his Molten-Lava eyes and horned Goat-Head still in flames. Through his wails and screams I knew exactly what he would now be thinking; 'If only I had not left my Charlie alone on the Dancefloor'. Well, it really was well and truly too late to be having those kind of regrets! - Charlie, take 5 large steps back, then kneel down and get on all fours. Of course, I could not answer verbally, but again did as I was told with the assistance of Sir. Once I was on all fours my Goat-Hoof Butt plug stuffed cunt was now facing in my boyfriend's direction. - 'L', throw the cloak onto my armchair, as it is about to get VERY messy. - Yes Master. - Now, I want you to unzip the mouth piece to MY boy's rubber hood, remove the plug from his cunt, then stand to my right side. - Yes Master. The zip to the mouth piece was unzipped, and then ... OUT came the plug, and wh000oooSh 💦💦💦💦💦💦, the release of highly built up pressure inside my abdomen saw a huge load of my Master's 👺 nasTy, filthy t☢️xic, virulent poz Dem☣️n cum shoot across to the other side of the large room, narrowly missing hitting my boyfriend, landing on the wall behind. Usher couldn't have it go to waste, and repeatedly scooped it up in his hands, smearing it all over his target's sore flogged torso, and on his face too, to a lot of protest; He did not like to have cum on his skin at all. This first lot of my Master's precious cum to literally FLY out saw me let out an extremely intense grunt as the initial high pressure was released. Back on the plinth there was so much of my Master's cum inside of me that it was leaking out of me like a tap that was ever so slightly turned on (so it was coming out of me slowly, yet, continuously). The strong musky stench of the Deep-Green oily Demon cum hit the back of my throat, and, I was immediately hooked on it's pungent odour that I could now taste it at the back of my throat. I brought my right hand to my gaping cunt, keeping it there for several seconds as to catch the oily flow. I brought it to my mouth. and began to savour it. Sir was correct with what he had told me earlier; It tasted very bitter indeed! I let out a loud groan of pleasure; - Fuck, that tastes so fucking great. FUCK YES!

I got up and pulled out her chair and told her I had already ordered her a drink and she sat down and said thank you and took a sip of her drink. She took another sip before I could say you are so beautiful and sexy. She immediately thanked me and sipped her drink. I could tell she was nervous and before I knew it she had sipped it dry and I told her I would get her another. I did and slipped more G in this one and brought it back to her. She was feeling great by now and when I returned she thanked me and told me I was very hot. She took a few more sips of her drink as we made small talk and I could see she was getting really fucked up and I told her, lets both down our drinks and get out of her. My hotel is close by and I will drive. I helped he into my jeep and drove her to my Motel, I had told her hotel but it was a old hotel but the private cabins were nice and gave us lots of privacy. I had rented the furthest one hidden up with some trees blocking the comings and goings. It was perfect for what I had planned. We made small talk and by the time we made it to the hotel Molly was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. I grabbed her after I parked and carried her in. I placed her on the bed and slipped off her mini skirt and panties at the same time and then her tube top strapless bra. She just looked so amazing in only her high heals and naked on that motel bed. I wanted to fuck her right then but I had told the guys I would have her ready. I shot off a text to my two buds who had been at the bar and seen everything. They were parked outside and they quickly came in so we could get started. I had the bathroom set up for her enema so her ass was ready to fuck and we slipped some T in a booty bump and pussy bump. Then she was strapped to the bed hands tied and legs lifted and blindfold. She moaned and moved a little but never opened her eyes before we slipped the blindfold. I got to taste her pussy first, she tasted amazing and her little cunt was tight I could tell. My two black buds went next and Nigel made her cum within five minutes of starting and fuck this little slut was a squirter. Nigel got up and slapped his big fat dick on her cunt and started to rub his head on her clit and there was a knock on the door. I had almost forgot I had sent the group text with the room number and directions also. It was one of the college guys. Tall nerdy dude and he walked and and got naked and I told him to take the first round, she was far too tight for us and he should break her in. He had 8 but modest girth. He got up on the bed and lined up his prick and slide into her pussy, it was already wet from being eaten out and cumming once, he slide in to her tight pussy and she yelp and moaned some as he fuck her for five minutes and shot off inside her. He started to get dressed and said he had to get back to his girl but he would be back later to nut in her. Just as he opened the door in walked another college guy. He was 5'9 and muscled and only in gym shorts and tank top and he was naked before any of us could fuck her and it would be good for her to take one more modest dick before we tear her up. He hops up on the bed and his girth continues to grow and although he is only seven it is fat as fuck. I thought maybe we should have had another dude before him but oh well. He slide his fat head up and down her pussy for a minute getting her excited and then he slide his head in and you could tell it hurt, she did not scream but her moan turned into a wince and he did not hesitate and slowly fucked her deeper and deeper till he was balls deep. She continued to wince until she started to moan and he started to pound her hard and before long she came again and two minutes after she came he shot his wad deep in her. He was not quick to pull out and slow fucked her a little more and then pulled out and put his tank top on and his gym shorts and said he would be back in two hours. Nigel got up and said it was time for his long 9" dick and slide in her and she winced again and he did what the kid did and just fucked her for 10 minutes and shoved deep and came in her and Mo was next with his fat pipe and he did the same thing fucked her had and without even a moan slide in deep and unloaded. They said they would be back at midnight after their shift in the factory. I had to take a turn as I was fucking horned beyond belief. I fucked away and unloaded in her cummy cunt before anyone else got there.

Was a boring friday night at home, when I got hit up on Scruff by a dom couple that I've hooked up with before. They are both very hairy, great beards, and needed a boy to dump their loads in. One is 6'3", muscular build, with a 7" thick cock and the other is 5'10", leaner build, with a 7" cock but both are much bigger than my frame. We started making out in their living room and them undressing me, and then we moved to their bedroom. I sucked on the larger guys cock while he laid on his back and his partner prepped my ass. His partner slid in and opened me up nicely and pounded away until he blew his load deep and collapsed on top of me. Then I slid the larger guys cock in while he was still on his back to open me up even more. After riding him, he positioned me on my back with my legs up on his shoulders and pounded away. He then spun me around and I arched my back while he pounded me from behind and then shot his load deep to add to his partner's load he churned up. Can't wait to do it again with them.

I tend to bottom more but every now and then, I can't resist a hot young bubble butt. I was working and left to go to lunch when a hot white, 23 year old twink hit me up and told me he just took a load from a buddy and needed another. I had to have him. We were both driving so decided to meet up somewhere. I couldn't host and neither could he so we were both racking our brains trying to figure out where to fuck. I didn't have a ton of time since I needed to be back at work and then I remembered my gym has a couple private bathrooms near the entrance that lock so we went there. Didn't waste much time when we got there. He pulled his shirts down and bent over to reveal his perfect pink cummy hole and bubble butt, framed by a jockstrap. Hot! I immediately got down to felch his hole out and got an amazing mouthful of cum. I was already hard but it just made me even harder. I didn't really need lube since he was so wet. I shoved my cock inside him, grabbed his hips and started pounding away. A few minutes later, I was getting close to cumming and he knew it. He started jerking his huge 8" cock (it's always the tall white skinny boys with massive dicks, right?) and he shot a huge load all over the floor. I lost it and started cumming in him. I'd been on a bottoming streak for the past week so I hadn't cum in days. I kept shooting in him for what felt like forever and when I pulled out, a glob came out of his hole and landed on the floor, mixing in with the load he shot. We pulled ourselves together and left without anyone noticing. Was the most awesome lunch fuck I've had in a while.

Doctors can be bottom cum sluts too (I am one). This last week, I have been fucked by two of my supervising doctors, one medical students, four nurses and an EMT.

I was in the supermarket around 9:30pm, maybe half a dozen people in there. As I walked down the main middle aisle a very hot muscular mixed race guy came out of one of the side aisles, I was instantly drawn to his big free balling dick swigging away in his joggers which he noticed cos he gave me a little smile as he Walked by me. I looked back as he we went down another aisle, I went after him but the aisle was empty so I just carried on shopping. I was crouched down looking at coffee when he suddenly appeared next to me his developing semi was level with my face. As I stood up he said follow him, we got to the secluded wines section and he shoved his hand in my joggers & boxers groping my arse then slip a finger in my whole. I groped his dick & told him I wanted it & his cum deep in my arse. He lives in the flats above the store, we both dumped our shopping & I followed him to his place. 3 hours he raided my arse with his huge cock, his muscular body covered in tight curly hairs, I caressed his hairy pecs as he edged his dick in my tight home. He was getting himself close & pulling most of the way out , occasionally his big dick would pump big squirts of cum . In the last 40 minutes he shot 5 loads in me.

Found this nicely hung white guy on Adam4Adam the other night and he gave me my first load in about six years! Sucked him for a while, then he fingered my hole with one, then two fingers while his cock grew to full mast. Then, with one thrust he plowed my tight hole wide open. I was tighter than he was used to, so he came too quickly. But I loved the feeling of a cock once again sliding balls deep into my rectum. It made my hole fill so full....I love that sensation! This might put me back in the mood to search for cock every night of the week! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/white-dick-fucks-my-tight-hole-backback-40361491

Chapter II We seemed to have a perfect relationship. Both working at jobs we loved, great place to live, wonderful times together, sex that was out of this world for us both. We loved watching porn and then somewhat recreating it together, although we were now at a point where all we watched was BB porn, we still used condoms with each other. It was a dream come true. We were now both out of school and working for about 2 years now. Going smoothly. My nursing job was at a clinic that catered to mostly gays. We had a few friends, not many, but plenty for us as we were not partiers anyway and only a few drinks here and there. Just nice comfortable and easy going lifestyle. Then one day, Nigel, stopped to pick up a new dvd for us to watch. Don't remember the title, but he had thought it was just another BB movie for us to enjoy. It was a Friday night, so it was kind of our 'date' night. We went out to eat, then to a club to have a quick drink and dance a little and say hi to a couple of friends. Then home to watch the movie and make love together. We got home and fixed a couple of drinks and went to watch our new vid. It started out basically like most, a somewhat boring uninteresting meeting of a couple of guys. They went back to one of their places for all intents and purposes for hot sex. Mainly the usual French kissing as they disrobed each other next to the usual almost bare bed. Then the usual groping of each other and both ending up in a 69 with probably the top being on top of course. Somewhat boring to this point other than both men were built and damn hot looking. As per usualy the top having the bigger of the two cocks, lol. Then slowly, the top withdraws his cock from the bottom's mouth and keeping his on the other cock, slowly turns around. Then withdrawing his mouth off of the bottoms cock, crawls between his legs and lifts them up over his shoulders. Then the top starts to rim the bottom to get his hole lubed with spit only. He gets a little verbal at this point telling the bottom he is going to BB him and dump his load up his ass. The bottom seems to love it and says do me. Then as the top takes his tongue out of the bottoms ass, he lowers it down till he can look the guy in the eyes and tell him to get ready. As he moves forward to impale the bottoms hole the camera pans around till it appears to be the viewpoint of the bottom watching that huge cock come towards him. There, just above the tops, cock is THE TATTOO. A biohazard symbol that we all know the meaning of. Nigel and I gasp and look at each other. This was something we had never contemplated at all, Nigel whispered that he had no idea what this movie was. The toxic cock begins to enter the bottom and the camera angle changes again to let us see the entire length going in. The top hesitated only a few seconds and then begins to pount the bottoms hole as fast and hard as he can. This goes on for about 15 minutes until the top suddenly drives deep and tells the bottom he is coming and pozzing his ass good. No pulling out and coming mostly on the bottoms ass and then reinserting like so many other vids do. All the toxic cum deep inside and then just a few drops dripping out when the cock is withdrawn. Both top and bottom have huge smiles on their faces when done and then the vid is over. Nigel and I look at each other in disbelief, but when we both look down we see that we are both hard as a rock. We soon are making out and then I put on a condom, like normal and I fuck him hard and don't stop till i have dumped two loads in the condom and Nigel has also cum twice. We then fall asleep in each others arms after one of the hottest fucks we had ever had.

I had gotten really good at posting on Craigslist when it was still up. I posed as a married guy who had never been with anyone except my wife and I was looking for a young princess who also had only been with one guy and wanted to see what it was like to be with another man. Myself at 6'1 tall and lean muscled body and a big dick I would get lots of replies. I could not hit up all the young ones right away but would circle back after deleting all the Bull Shit responses. There were ten really great response, six from white girls, three Latin girls and one Asian. For what I had planned this week I had a hard time picking between one innocent white girl and the little Asian who would have made a great little cunt to use. I began talking to both and made my decision based on their partners schedules. I would work that little Asian girl over later since her boyfriend was in town and she could not be gone for more than a few hours without him knowing she was up to something. Now Molly, the white girl husband was going to be gone on a hunting trip in the mountains and would gone for five days starting on Thursday. Bingo, that as perfect! We decided to meet on Thursday for a drink at a bar about 40 minutes from where she lived, it was more than an hour from where I live and it was close to a hotel I have stayed at that has these little remote cabins that are not attached to each other and would be perfect for what I had planned. We time to get to know each other for about a week each day when her hubby went to work. I found out she was was not on BC, she said we had to use protection. I asked her when her last period was for two reasons, I wanted to make sure our timing was right and I also wanted to track her general ovulation cycle to see if she would be ovulating while we were together and that is why the condom. It could be she just wanted to be safe so I wanted to find out. Based on her last period it was my first suspision, she was indeed going to be ovulating over that week. I convinced her to not make any plans in case we hit it off we could play around a few times while he was away. She told me a lot about him, they had been trying to have a baby but it had no worked and she still hoped to have one. She loved sex and wanted to know what it would be like to take a bigger dick than her husbands. He was 7" but on the thin side. She complimented me on my thick 8.5 inches and admitted she never even sucked another guys dick. She also admitted she loved being eaten out but her hubby doesn't often do that for her. I know she was going to be fun, Wednesday I had her set out what she was going to wear on Thursday, I told her I wanted to think about how hot she was and what she would look like walking in the bar. I had other reasons for having her do that as I had set up another Craigslist ad for a gang bang. Little while girl needs lots of cock and cum was the headline. I received over 100 responses. It is always the case even though I specified what I was looking for everyone wanted to toss their hat in the ring and take a go. For the first and second night I was very choosy. I immediately deleted 30 of them as old, fat and creepy. I had some young college guys, blue color types, Latins, BBC's and two Middle Eastern Types. They continued to come in and I saved the best ones. I found out who was free this Thursday thru Monday evening and shared a few more pictures of our price almost virgin we were going to breed. Gave them the hotel info and got their numbers to text in a group about our beauty. There were 23 who said they were available Thursday. Molly and I mad plans to meet at 1 in the afternoon on Thursday, just hours after her hubby left. I had taken Thursday, Friday and Monday off. I made to the bar at 12:30 and already had a drink waiting. I order one for her as she told me she loves the drink Sex on the Beach. I had some G with me and T back in the hotel room and knew we were going to have a great time. I told her to text me when she parked and she did. It was 12:55 and I took the vile out and put some G in her drink and put it away. A few minutes later, in walks Molly in some killer fuck me pumps, tiny mini skirt and tube top. She was fucking hot, I started to bone as she walked toward me. She was hotter than I had imagined, I text everyone "do not text me back but our little slut is here and I will have her ready in an hour."

A guy who fucked me a few times as a bbrts hookup hit me up today after a five year gap, hes a guy that I have played with at his house, my house and in groups and fucked him a couple of times in the past too as well as taken his load maybe 7 or 8 times. But all over five years ago. Today he messaged me as he hadn't cum for four days and as usual everyone on bbrts was high and flaky..... (Sundays in London are the worst) and he was really bursting and needed to shoot before his personal trainer. So I jumped in the shower and was ready exactly when he was driving past. He came in and I got right on all fours and he rimmed me and sucked my hole brilliantly, his mouth on my ass felt amazing. Soon he pushed in and I remembered suddenly from all those years ago how hung he is, thick with a wicked curve to his cock. Easily 9". He pounded me really well, but as I knew he was bursting he wouldn't last too long and sure enough he flooded by guts with a huge four day load. After reading a post about sexual racism on this site, I am not even going to mention this guys race as you know what it doesn't matter what colour he is, all you need to know is that he is a hot man who had full balls and needed to blow and that I took care of him.

I learned way late in my cocktail lounge life that if you want someone you have to go over and talk to him. twice a guy had been eyeing me and vice versa. just as I was walking over another guy--in BOTH cases--arrived and blocked me. in both cases they went off together. this was true at the baths as well, and in cruise sites. you have to take the initiative.

It was no more than five minutes after I unloaded in her that there was a knock at the door. I had given her another booty and pussy bump and she was awake enough to sip some punch with more g in it. She needed it as she was starting to moan and be more verbal. I opened the door to find three guys standing at it and two more parking to get out of their trucks. Three college boys (two white and one Latin) , a tall ugly looking dude and a muscular black dude ( I did not remember inviting him). The tall homely dude make me think if he knocked her up what the hell would this kid look like but I recalled why I invited him. He had a really thick club on him and he was sporting 10". The college boys were quick to undress and take turn on her. They called her a nasty slut and whore while they fucked her and one by one they blew their nut in her. The Latin kid took the longest but eventually blew in her. The ugly dude and black gym dude were stroking and they both had impressive dicks but homely motioned for the black dude to take her and that he did. He fucked her and hammered away and she was starting to wince again. He was tearing her up inside you could tell and making circular motions burrowing her cunt out. This went on for 20 minutes and he blew his load. He pulled out and while he was cleaning up I asked him if he wanted to come back and how he heard about it. He said Mo sent me over and told me she needed a black kid and I should donate. I told him he should definitely come back and he said bro I already planned on knocking that bitch up. While I was talking I later found out his name was Dan had positioned himself and was slapping his fat dick on her wet cum filled pussy. He started to slowly push into her and she make a new sound I had not heard. It was at a higher pitch and went on as he was stretching her out. He seemed to grow as he got excited and he was so fucking thick I was not sure he could get it in her. He took his time but his slow patient fucking seemed to be opening her up. He sounds were increasing so I went to my bag and brought out a ball gag and worked it into her mouth and tied it on her. It helped but Dan told me to put a pillow over her head while he did his work and it would help. That it did, you could hear muffled noises while he tore her open inch by inch. It must have been ten to twelve minutes before he got all the way inside her, well far enough to start long fucking her. Must have gotten in eight inches at least and it must have still hurt since those muffled noises had not turned or come down in pitch. It was all of twenty five minutes and he shot his wad in her and make the most animalistic grown as he unloaded his seaman in her. He turned to me and said, " I love turning a young girl into a whore, she is my cum whore now." I have fast swimmers and need her a couple times a day so she carries my kid. He pulled out his dick all frothy with cum and I thought fuck this dude has to come back. It was getting close for Mo and Nigel to get back and I got Dan's number before he left to make sure he came back and got to use our little slut.

just took a load in an alley.was walking down the street and a guy in a car pulled up and said "hop in cumdump.lets go for a ride." so when I did he said "you probably don't recognise me babygirl but I fuck you at the bathhouse all the time.i don't have time to fuck you so lets park so you can give me a blowjob in my car" I said sure n he actually pulled out his cock and got me to blow him as he drove around.(people saw for sure) then when we parked he started fingering me while I sucked his nice thick 7 inches of uncut cock. he said your pussy is sloppy.is this cum?" I said yes I just took a couple loads in some guys apt and 2 more loads in 2 other apts.he said "you're such a fucking whore.i need to get in this pussy now"so we got out n found a place in the alley to fuck.i took my bootie shorts off n he fucked me in a doorway for like 2 minutes then blew his load in me.no idea what his name is but he was a good fuck and had one of those cocks you can really feel pulsing in your ass when he cums.i could actually feel cum dripping down the inside of my right thigh as I walked down to Yonge street and through the mall and I just let it drip

The alternative is that they don't cum at all, which is monumentally more frustrating. I don't mind a quick load; it's still a load after all.

+1 for that. I do the same and it does last a decent amount of time. Also crisco works. Sometimes use E45 cream but that doesn't last as long.

I finally got to enjoy this fantastic sensation a couple of months ago. One of the absolute best experiences ever!!! I’ve had many golden showers and drinks from the tap, but getting my pussy flooded with two loads of cum then filled with piss was one of the hottest things ever! 🐷😈 Always ready for more of that!!!

Us bottoms also like the thought of having a "top team" we can count on to give us our gang bang cravings. If you get a good group together, I'll volunteer to bottom for you all on occasion 🙂

I have shoved my balls in a guy's ass along with my cock--but just once as it was more of a hot mind fuck than a hot fuck. I have a number of regular FF men who can take my hand and my cock together. There is little better than stroking yourself inside a man's ass! My cock reaches most men's 'second hole.' You learn to go easy--except on the one guy I know who loves me to act like a battering ram to open it up...

I grabbed the lube from the locker and closed the drawer up again, I could see Dean watch me as I applied the lube to his stunning hole then all over my cock, no words were said between us. I wasn't using the condoms and if he wanted my cock he knew that was part of the deal. I was ready to fuck his 18 yr old sweet hairless hole, I moved forward and he positioned himself just right as without any effort took my cock in one go... I slid right up his boy hole and started the move like this was meant to be. We were doing what came natural to two men who clearly found each other sexually attractive. I picked up the pace, all this time each of us just moaned in pleasure to one another, no words were been spoken. I fucked him solidly for 20 mins, he stroked his cock and then yelled out "I'm gonna cum babe, please breed my cunt" That was all I needed as I felt the cum churn in my balls and rise up..... I blew my load deep up his hole and let out a roar as I did... Dean at the same time then blasted his hot 18 yr old cum all over his chest, chin and face. My cum kept streaming up his hole like it belonged there and finally we both collapsed into each others arms. We were both panting and the smell of cum and man to man sex filled the room as I rolled over and lay in the bed next to him. That was the first of many nights to come... We love each other

I needed to move away from the door so I headed back down the stairs and then turned around to pretend I was walking back up without knowing what had just happened. I waited for a few minutes and then coming down the stairs towards me was 48yr old Steve, father of Deans mate Kyle, who just walked straight passed me on the stairs and said good night and walked out the door. I walked back up the stairs again only to see that Deans bedroom door was now wide open and he was sitting up in the bed, under the sheets. I popped my head in and asked was everything alright? Did you have a good night? Dean response was slightly slurred but he was in control, he said he had really enjoyed his birthday party and thanked me for all I had done, so far, tonight. "So far? Dean, what do you mean, it's after 3 in the morning, the party is over" I said "The party is over for everyone else, but it's just you and I left in the house now isn't it? And my dad won't be home for hours" he responded He slowly pushed the sheets down off the bed and was sitting there, naked, beautiful, and horny. He knew exactly what buttons he was pushing with me... he started to stroke his fine cock, rubbed his firm hairless torso and play with his perk nipples. "I've dreamed about sharing a bed with you since the first night my dad brought you home, I really hope you feel the same way" he said, in a very twinky seductive voice I found myself in a trance and in some sort of auto pilot as I stepped closer to his bed and closed the bedroom door firmly behind me. I knew I was crossing a line here but I couldn't resit it, he was begging for it and I wanted it to happen as much as I knew it was wrong. I unbuckled my belt and undid my jeans buttons, kicked off my shoes and took off my t-shirt. Revealing my bulky hairy chub body to him he leaned forward and crawled on the bed closer to me and started kissing my body. Deans beautiful perk bubble ass was now very visible from the angle I was at; this stunning, just turned 18yr old, with a hot swimmers body started to pull my pants down, followed by my jock strap and released my cock. As I watched his hairless body go under my belly I felt his warm wet mouth engulf my thick beer can, rock hard cock. He was a pro and he knew how to suck a mans cock. After about 10 mins of sucking and me leaning over to rub my fingers along his hole he came up for air. He got on his knees and we were face to face, naked and both had rock solid erections that needed to be taken care of. "I want you to fuck me, like I know you want to do babe" he said "I want to fuck you, like I know you want me to boy" I said He leaned back and in one move brought his legs from under himself, up by his shoulders, held firmly by his hands and presented his stunning pick pucker hole for me to explore. "What a hot ass. Spread wider and show me, show me your boyhole" I said, there was no going back now, I was all in for what was about to happen I took hold of his ass cheeks and slowly pull them apart. I gave him the first flick of my wet tongue, sliding across his tight pucker hole. He gasped and bucked and after a solid 15 mins we were both in ecstasy I drove my tongue deep and devoured his hole. He was making incredible sounds and I didn't care at that stage who heard us, I was in as much heaven as he was. I came up for air and pulled him closer to me so that he naturally started to wrap his legs around my chub frame and my cock was resting at the edge of his hole. We kissed passionately in that position and I took the opportunity to slowly start to enter his hole with my rock hard cock. "We'll need lube babe, there's some in my bedside locker" he said "next to the box of condoms"

Last night, one of my regulars who just got out of a stint in jail took me to his buddy's off-grid camp and whored me out to his buddy and his bitch...I got loads from the two hung tops, but the hung bottom bitch couldn't cum, even though he gave me a good pounding. The bitch was still sucking both dicks hoping for a 2nd round miracle when i called it quits, thinking I was exhausted... Until one of my fav tops said he was 30 minutes away and to get ready. So I did.. all set for some fun... but turns out we're both at the end of our energy for the night, so we watched some porn, he jerked off, and when he was ready to blow, he rammed it into me and gave me every drop. If anyone else wants to come ram their cock into me just as they're cumming, I'm game.

Ive read this whole thread and I have to just come out and say this, sexual racism is appalling. Some of the people on this tread need to take a long cold look in the mirror, about why you don't think some guys are attractive and others are. This isn't about dick size, it is about race. When people message me online and their profile says "no Blacks no Femmes no Asians no fats" I DO NOT FUCK THEM. Lets ask this question the other way around. Would you have sex with somebody you knew was racist or had unresolved issues with internalised racism? Well I certainly wouldn't. I have seen profiles form guys who say that only find white guys attractive and I don't fuck them either. There is beauty everywhere, not all white people look the same and neither do all black people, not all Asian Guys look the same, and none of us are the same, if you are a gay man who has a problem seeing the beauty that surrounds you in this world, of every type, I suggest you seek help, professional help.

Love, love, love fucking into the second ring. More experienced guys you can plugh right through it but with less experienced you have to be a bit gentle to get the kink straighned out. love dumping my load that far in

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Part 20; Sir, who nabbed me from right under my boyfriends nose at the club shoved in the Goat-Hoof Butt Plug deep as soon as the Beast withdrew, with only minimal spillage. He had to put the plug deep into my cunt, as I was pretty loose by now. I watched our Master in a flash turn from his Beast appearance into a 🦇, and, off he flew in the direction of his run down mansion. We returned where I was immediately taken down to the basement for my COLD shower. My abdomen was so distended from the HUGE volume of Dirty Diseased Demon filth that was incubating inside of me, that I found it difficult to stand, and certainly could not walk, so, I knelt as Sir washed me. The cold water seemed to be re-intensifying the Chems within my system and I soon found myself aching to have my cunt stuffed with Demon Dick, and filled with Demon cum, AGAIN, although, I very obviously needed to let a HUGE amount out before I could be 're-filled'. Once washed, Sir dried me, and commenced to fit me with the strict instructed attire. First went on the skimpy metallic red rubber jockstrap. Then on each wrist the black beast-goats head symbol within the reversed pentagram; Red suede wrist gauntlets. Then came the drawing around my navel in black, of a reversed pentagram with three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points. Before his new life here at our Master's abode Sir was an artist in the modern day world, and still was in his own way. What he drew on me was very intricate and very well done. He helped me walk over to a full length mirror, telling me to look at myself. Back on the top floor in the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow moon-lit room, my Master was stood on the marbled plinth, naked, showing off his broad body completely covered in his thick layers of dark hair, with his slippery upper arm thick, erect knee length black EEL Dick, with my boyfriend directly opposite him on the St Andrew's Cross. His eyes soon lit from their usual dull lifeless black to that molten lava glow, with his horned head again bursting into flames. - We meet again Richard; You FOOLISH Man! - What the actual fuu ... How do you know my name. And where is my Charlie? - So many Questions. In my world, we see way beyond what you would see. And your Charlie, who is MY Charlie now; Do not fluster yourself. He will be with us very shortly. - He is NOT your Charlie. Damn you! My Master found this most amusing, cocking his flaming horned Goat-Head into the air ... He looked towards Usher; - 'U'. - Yes mate. You just had to love the fact that he was just so fearless of my Beast. I would be spending a lot of time with him during the next week or so. - Before I left to impregnate MY Charlie, I saw you begin to give this weak man an impressive flogging. I want you to flog him again, until I say 'enough'. Tap into your deepest inner anger, and UNLEASH it. - Fuck Yeah! My boyfriend protested; - No, PLEASE, not again. Let me down and let me go. - YES, again. The Boss has given an order that I will follow. And hell, I WILL fucking well enjoy! Usher grabbed the rubber flogger, and proceeded to flog the chest and belly of his target, laughing arrogantly throughout ... *thwack. thwack. thwack* The target dropped his head, whimpering in a now very much defeated manner. Back in the basement where I was being prepared, I was looking at myself in the full length mirror as instructed to by Sir. Gone was the transparent white virgin looking nightshirt, to be replaced with black and bold deep reds. The metallic red jockstrap hid away my useless flaccid dick, with the straps hugging in on my pale smooth ass cheeks. I was then very suddenly drawn to and in a trance by the 'black reversed pentagram with the three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points' drawn around my navel. My trance like state meant that I had not visually noticed in my reflection how heavily distended my abdomen had now become, what with my insides being flooded with highly toxic demon cum. When I did eventually take note I was in shock. No wonder I could now not walk properly. - Oh My Goodness Sir, I look way beyond pregnant. He didn't respond, simply carrying on with his duties to hand. Next went on the pendant around my neck of a reverse pentagram, with a symbol within of my Master's Master, the D-E-V-I-L. Certainly a stark contrast from the gold crucifix my boyfriend always wore. The clasp shut, and I started to tremble. - What is it pig? I tried to talk, but couldn't seem to speak anymore, merely responding with aroused whimpering grunts, as I felt something HOT grope me all over, but, it wasn't Sir; He was merely standing watching me as something dark and sinister seemed to be giving my flesh a good examining. Next went on the red rubber hood with zipped eye and zipped mouth pieces. Both zips were currently undone. The final piece of attire went on, the extra long deep red velvet cloak. It was very heavy, and completely enveloped me. I stood in front of the mirror, and all I could see were my lips, and my eyes, then ...

CHAPTER THREE The room was practically spinning the way my mind was whirling. It was like I was in some strange nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. All I’d done was come over to Dan’s for a little fun. And somehow I ended up locked in a sex dungeon with a man who was intent on giving me AIDS. What the fuck? What’s worse, I knew in some part of my mind, a part that I never wanted to acknowledge, that I had enjoyed what Steve did to me. He was so determined, so Alpha, so twisted . . . and so damn HOT! My cock was throbbing out in front of me as I stood there thinking. Steve was standing, patiently waiting for me to answer his question -but was I really up for more? He started cackling again as my cock throbbed mid-air while my mind relived the exciting moments when he raped his toxic cum into my ass. Dammit! Why did that have to turn me on so much? “Looks like I got my answer, faggot,” he told me, taking me by the arm and leading me over to a sling that hung from the ceiling on the opposite side of the room. I was basically zoned out, going along with him as he led me to my ultimate demise. I was powerless to stop him. But seeing his enormous cock engorging with blood right before my eyes, I knew that I had no reason to stop him. He was freeing me. I’d always resisted myself, my own natural inclinations. Always trying to keep myself in a box. And now Steve was breaking down the walls and setting me free. My stomach began to do flips, but this time it wasn’t from nerves. This was pure excitement. With the realization that he was doing me a big favor, the fog cleared from my mind and I became completely present in the moment -and I no longer felt panic. “Let’s do this,” I said to him, unable to control my smile. How being AIDS raped could make me this happy, I’ll never know. But this was the best I’d ever felt in my life. I was being true to myself, and the real me wanted to be a cumdump bugged up fag. As Steve strapped my legs up in the sling, I could see the streaks of cum and blood that had trickled out of my busted open hole. It was all down my inner thighs, and it did nothing to my libido except perhaps super-charge it. Used to be the sight of my own blood brought on panic -especially the thought of it come from my own asshole. But ever since I got Steve’s butt-destroyer in me, along with his seed, the sight of my blood reminded me that it was another step in the process. I needed my hole to be destroyed, and Steve was going to be the one to do it. “What are you thinking about, faggot?” he asked. “Looks to me like you’ve accepted your fate. Or accepted that this is what you were meant to be in the first place.” “I was just thinking how right this feels. I need this. I need you to own my ass and use it any way you want.” I was practically pleading with him to continue using me, which, I guess I was. I didn’t want him to stop until my hole no longer resembled my hole. I wanted to be gaping, destroyed, gushing toxic cum, and oozing a little blood so that I knew his potency was getting right into my bloodstream. “Own your ass, huh? Well, if that’s what you want . . . you know when a man owns another man’s ass, he can do whatever he wants with it,” he prompted. “Even find other men to use it. You up for that, pig? You ready to be a cum slut for me? I’ll be your Daddy, but you will be committed to me and do exactly as I say. You want that?” I was so horned up by this point, all I cared about was getting something shoved up my ass again. So I answered him with the only possible answer - “Yes! Own my ass! Please, just fuck me again, I need your cum in me again!” Steve didn’t waste anymore time. He laughed at my desperation, but immediately began to slide his monster meat back into my torn hole. It still hurt and still stretched me beyond capacity, but I finally felt right again as I felt his pubes scratching against my butt cheeks. “Aah, that’s better,” I sighed. “I love feeling this stuffed full of dick,” I moaned. Steve laughed at me again, and leaned back as he drove his hips forward. He worked up to a steady fuck pace and it felt like heaven. I grunted and moaned every time he slammed forward, busting through my second ring time and time again. But I was loving ever second of it. “You think this is being stuffed, faggot, I’ll get you stretched more than you ever imagined,” he told me. “I’ve got a friend I know would love a crack at this ass, and his dick is as big as mine. How about you take us both in you at the same time,” he suggest and he began to power fuck me. I knew he was working up to his orgasm again and I wanted his seed so badly I ignored his suggestion that he and his friend try and get in me simultaneously -as if that would ever happen! There is no way my body could accommodate that! “Oh god, cum in me,” I moaned. “Please, give me your load!” I begged. “I’m so glad you came around to my way of thinking, Pig,” Steve said. “While I do love when a slut puts up a little fight, hearing you submit to me completely is music to my ears. Now hold on while I give you another load.” Steve slammed into my ass for another few minutes and it was intense. The chains on the sling were rattling, we were both grunting like pigs, and sweating like pigs, too. The basement stank of sex, sweat and cum, only adding to the overall mood. Finally Steve roared as he held himself as deep as he could go, and I felt his dick throbbing out his load into my shredded guts. I never wanted that moment to end. How could I feel such strong emotions for this man after what he’d done to me? I honestly wanted to tell him that I loved him -stupid, I know. But he’d freed me and given me a gift. I knew that’s what it was now. We were bonded for life -how could I not think I was feeling love? On some level, at least. “You look like you’re falling in love with me, faggot,” he commented, still standing buried balls-deep in my trashed hole. “It’s okay, it happens when a pig like you finally learns his place at my hand.” Then he slowly began to withdraw from my hole and when I felt cold air rush into my gaping ass, I knew he was all the way out. Steve went to a set of shelves with a bunch of toys on it and selected a large butt plug, which he promptly shoved into my hole with very little resistance. It still stung, but it wasn’t unbearable. “There, gotta keep my baby batter in there to do it’s job on you,” he chuckled, giving the plug a firm slap just so I felt it. “I am getting you pregnant, after all.” He unfastened the straps and let me out of the sling so that I could get some blood into my extremities, and I was grateful for the plug, otherwise a stream of Steve’s cum and my blood would be flowing down my legs again and I really did want to keep his seed it me. I knew that’s where it belonged. And that realization made me accept the situation completely. When I started up with Dan and wanted to be a cumdump, I hadn’t fully accepted that. Not entirely. Now I had accepted it, and I knew that my ass is where men’s seed belongs -any and all men. I didn’t care who they were or what kind of bugs they have -I wanted it ALL. Standing there while he took quick glances as if assessing me, I reached down and began wiping the slick mess of cum and blood from my legs and slowly brought my hand to my mouth. I didn’t want a drop if his precious cum to be wasted. While I took my time wiping and licking it all up, Steve had retrieved his phone and was texting someone -likely that friend he talked about. Finally, all of the cum had been eaten, and Steve seemed finished with his phone for the time being. “I need more cum, Steve,” I admitted, my voice a little shaky as I felt so vulnerable putting a voice to my urgent hunger. “A lot more.” Surprisingly, Steve didn’t laugh at me as I’d expected. For the first time since we’d met, he actually looked at me affectionately as he reached down and took my face in my hands, before pulling me into a very passionate, wet and sloppy kiss. “I think I might fall for you, too,” he whispered when he pulled away. “That doesn’t mean I won’t get every dick possible to use that fucking faggot hole of yours.” “Good, because that’s what I want,” I assured him. “That’s what I need, Steve.” I was a junkie needing another fix. Both completely naked, we walked upstairs and took a break to have a couple of drinks. Steve was surprisingly attentive, making sure I drank a glass of water to stay hydrated before he would allow me any alcohol. We had two gin and tonics, the gin helping dull the slight sting and pain still radiating from my ass. I couldn’t believe I still wanted to be fucked knowing the condition my hole was in -and feeling the almost constant reminder with the large plug prodding all of the damaged areas every time I moved. As we sat side by side on the sofa, which he’d draped with a rubber sheet to keep all of our sex mess contained, we actually talked. “I knew that first day I saw you sneaking in and out of Dan’s house that you were going to be my pig,” Steve told me. “I just felt it and I knew that you would feel it too, once you had me inside you. Do you really want to be my pig? For me to own you?” I couldn’t help the longing I felt when I looked at him. It was a pull that I couldn’t control, or deny. I felt it, and it was real. So why deny it? “I’m sure, Steve. I’ve never been more sure. As long as you can use me like you talked about, I need it. I’m all yours.” He smiled as he stared into my eyes. “I already texted some friends of mine to come over and help me finish getting you well and truly pregnant, so I hope you mean that.” “I do, Steve. If that’s what you want of me, I’ll do anything you want. I promise.” I felt a weird desperation to prove to him that I was willing to follow any directive he gave me. Steve sat back against the rubber sheet and threw a thin arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his bony side. “That’s good. They’ll be here soon. Tonight, you will take all of the loads and dicks we can find for you, no matter what. And after that, you’ll stay with me. I’ll use you a lot, you know. My viral load only keeps climbing higher and higher each day. So we will get you knocked up. You’re going to get sick, you realize that, right?” I was nodding my head, feeling sick in my stomach, but my heart was pounding and my dick throbbing. Even though this was frighteningly extreme, I could not deny that I wanted to do it with him. All of it. “I know, Steve. But I’ll do whatever you want me to. I’ve never felt this good in my life. So even if I can only have a few months of this . . . depravity . . . I’d rather have that than a whole lifetime of feeling suffocated trying to pretend I’m someone I’m not,” I told him in earnest. He leaned closer and kissed my cheek. “I’m going to love killing you,” he whispered in my ear. “You will die from all that I’m going to do to you. Well, I’ll probably go before you do,” he chuckled, sounding completely at ease with the notion of his death. He’d accepted his circumstances and was making the absolute most of the time he has. Probably better than most people do in those situations. “What will happen to me if you . . . if you die before me?” I asked, suddenly really unsure. I loved the idea of living my life with him, to serve as his personal cum whore, but once he’s gone? I can’t go back to my ‘normal’ life after that. Especially if I waste away like he is. The people in that life wouldn’t know how to accept me. “I’ll pass you on to one of my bugged-up buddies to continue my work until you die,” he told me, so matter-of-fact it was almost as if we weren’t talking about my probably-horrific demise. Before I could say anything else, Steve sucked in a deep breath and began pulling me onto his lap, where I noticed he was rock hard again. “Until then, we are going to spend an obscene amount of time with my big cock up your tight faggot hole,” he told me, reaching behind to take hold of the plug in my ass. Just as he was about to yank it out, the doorbell rang. Steve carefully lifted me off of his lap and then I was standing in front of him. “That’ll be my friends. Go let them in -and don’t bother trying to cover yourself up. They’re all going to know every inch of you before they’re done with you, anyway. Not to mention, you’ll be carrying several other strains in your faggot ass, too. No medications will work on a few of my buddies, so you’re in for a treat,” he laughed as he spun me around and swatted my ass to get me in motion to the front door. I stood in front of the door for only a second, gulped over a lump in my throat, knowing that once I opened that door, there really would be no going back. From this point on, the remainder of my lifetime will be spent in servitude of men’s cocks. Every moment of every day will revolve around getting fucked and bred like the most disgusting cock whore imaginable. My body will be flooded with so many viruses and bugs that I know Steve won’t allow me to get treatment for. My body will be overcome. I will become a petri dish for a new breed of virus, a combination of all of these powerful and lethal strains, all mixing in my body, morphing my DNA into something unimaginable. Something that will eventually mean my end. I opened the door. THE END ? (AND A NEW BEGINNING!)

The gold standard for me is for a Top, and especially one with a plus-sized cock, finds a position where he is able to penetrate me as deeply as he possibly can - and holds it there until he's sure I realize how completely he's taken me. Another favorite moment, and it doesn't happen every time, but often, is when the Top's fucking gives way to instinct. I can tell because of the way he suddenly mounts me from behind, on top of my legs, bunches up his ass and thigh muscles, angles his cock for reproduction, and starts rutting me. His animal fervor becomes infectious, and my mind abandons all thought except that I am a pulsing cunt made to receive his load. The other thing that I live for sexually is when I'm being fucked in front of other people. Sometimes I'll have a moment when I look around me at all the eyes watching what the Top is doing to me, and I think to myself, They can all see. They will all always know that another man fucked me. They saw me cum. They can see anything they want and there's nothing I can do. Then my eyes roll back and close, and I let the feeling wash over me while the Top continues his work, and the others keep watching.

What a terrible start to a day. The company calling me out of bed to take a trip in a hurry out of town, just before leaving the house I had an argument with my wife and before getting a block from home, a flat tire. Good way to keep one's mind on anything but what it is supposed to be on. The company was getting more and more demanding and leaving me with less time for my home life, my wife as mad because I was hardly ever at home anymore, and not surprisingly she was increasingly moody and frequently cut off sex for what seemed an eternity, but actually was more like about eight months or so. Of course this left me frantic, but still I wanted nothing to do with the problem. I was even too tired to masturbate - except once in a great while. Frustration and more frustration. Although this trip wasn't all that far from the house, it was still too far to commute home daily. I assumed I would have to spend a week or two of lonely nights in a motel with not a damn thing to do after work except to hit a local bar for a couple of drinks, watch TV, and then go to sleep. Ugh, so boring. Well tire fixed and I was on the road, but it sure isn't getting much lighter out. Looks like it could pour down just at any time. Just another aggravation if it does. Driving in the rain isn't a pass time I enjoy either. It makes it so much harder to see and the drive that much longer. Of course with my luck it started pouring. Rain and buckets, and still got darker yet, which made it hard to even see the road, so I had to slow down quite a bit. Then it happened. There appeared to be a man right in front of me on the road. I swerved to miss him and it looked like he flew into the ditch. I was hitting the brakes and then backed up to look for him. I got out of the car and was relieved to see he was climbing up out of the ditch, so I ran over and offered my hand. He needed my help to climb out the final few feet as the slope was steep and slippery. I looked around and to my horror I saw tire tracks off of the road fast disappearing but there nonetheless. I had driven off of the road and almost hit this man. I was scared as hell that I had nearly hit him, but the guy seemed to be taking it pretty well, saying "That sure was a close call." He appeared to be about my height although perhaps a bit lighter in weight. Naturally he was covered in mud, and I found myself repeatedly apologizing, but he laughed-off the incident, saying "No big deal. There's no harm, just mud." I asked him if he needed a ride somewhere. He told me he sure picked a bad day to hitchhike anywhere and could sure use a lift. Hell, he was more worried about getting a little dirt in my car than the close call he had had. I told him not to worry about it. He stuck his backpack in the rear and climbed in and away we went. I was actually kind of glad to have someone to talk to a little to take away the boredom of the drive. I asked where he was headed and he said wherever I wanted to drop him was fine as he was not heading anywhere in particular, just taking a trip for fun more than anything else. He was up for about anything at all anywhere it took him. We hit it off pretty good and just talked about whatever came up. The weather, politics, sports, just ordinary everyday stuff. Time flew much better and then it was time to stop for lunch. I found a nice little place and told him I had to buy to help pay for not paying attention before and after a little protest he let me and then we were off again. Again, also, it didn't take long, it seemed, and it was getting close to supper and we had arrived at the town I was headed for. I pulled into the motel where I was to stay and asked him to join me for supper again. He said he had already imposed on me for lunch and he still looked terrible to be going into what appeared to be a better type of place. It was then it dawned on me, what I had completely forgotten about; he was still caked with mud, even if it was now dry. I laughed and said "The hell with it. Come up to my room and use the shower. It's the least I can do since I caused you to get dirty. He also laughed, answering "What a nice offer. I'll be happy to take you up on it."

Agree, once I’ve offered my ass, I must give it up to any top who wants it! It’s my role and since I’ve accepted that, I’ve never been happier!

While I understand the sentiment above, that open relationships are hard and take work from everyone in them, the implication that they are somehow dangerous, or of themselves an extinction level event for a relationship is alarmist and not born out by any of the data I've seen, or the open relationships I've known. A couple of observations I think might be helpful. According to my therapist friends in Seattle, about 50% of gay relationships are open. So about half of gay couples are making it work where I live. One study I found in Germany had a base of 1000 gay men and of them 41% were currently in an open relationship or had been in the past, so we are in the same ball park. Next, that society has traditionally used similar rhetoric referring to consensually non-monogamous relationships, that they are dangerous, unsatisfying, and less than ideal, but the reality is far from the stigma applied by society. From a recent study "Reasons for sex and relational outcomes in consensually nonmonogamous and monogamous relationships: A self-determination theory approach" by Jessica Wood, Serge Desmarais, Tyler Burleigh, Robin Milhausen (First Published March 23, 2018, in the Journal of Social and Personal Relationships): “We found people in consensual, non-monogamous relationships experience the same levels of relationship satisfaction, psychological well-being and sexual satisfaction as those in monogamous relationships,” said Jessica Wood, a PhD student in applied social psychology and lead author of the study. “This debunks societal views of monogamy as being the ideal relationship structure.” Finally, it's easy to blame the open relationship when a relationship ends, certainly much easier than acknowledging all the other underlying reasons that it might have ended. Open relationships, like many other things in our lives, create a crucible that lets us see what's important, what we want, and what we don't want. Once that happens, hard decisions are the next step.

I was in a sauna and getting horny when I decided that i wanted spunk up my hole. I didnt want to be fucked but I wanted to feel different loads being dumped in me. So, I went into a room and lay on my back with my legs wide open and my hole on offer. A guy came in and tried to push his cock in me but I stopped him and told him to wank himself then shoot his load in me. Just as he was about to cum he pushed his cock in about an inch and blew his load. lovely feeling. I took another 5 loads in that room

I assume last load means load up my ass. So yesterday I’m at Eastern Avenue Video in Oklahoma City and a BBC from Grindr comes in. I suck his 14” cock then I stand up in my stiletto heels and put on leg over his shoulder as he easily slides into my lubed boipussy. After a few minutes I turn and just bend at the waist as he started rearranging my colon with his long cock. He’s making me whimper in pain and I’m asking him to stop but he just fucks me harder until he spills his seed 14” up my asspipe. It hurt so good!!!!

Agreed 100% ^ I love the bending over, the anticipation, the first feeling of the cock head pressing against my butthole and it opening and that first slide in...of pure cockmeat.....

I learn so much useful stuff from this site that I was never taught at school.

When a few years back, I caught my (present) BF, now 'hubby', passed out drunk on the couch on another anti-social, asexual, boring Friday night I wondered what he had been up to, all secretive on his phone. It was pumping out messages after messages that he in his drunken state was missing out on! I got curious and read the last one, lewd as fuck, I scrolled, read the others, all about 'breeding' and 'CUMING INSIDE YOU'. Grindr and Scruff messages and some 'dude' texted his number about 'wanting to breed you bareback' all that kind of stuff. No 'innocent' flirting!! It wasn't the first time I caught a BF cheating, while I, despite opportunities galore resisted the temptations... I had be a romantic dumb-ass serial monogamist and felt once again DUPED! I threw a fit, a tantrum. Broke shit, as is the custom! He was however OUT OF IT and heard none of it. Then I 'came to' and had a sudden 'revelation'! I was getting turned on! Weird! The thought of some random stranger sliding his fat, pulsing cock into my man and leaving his DNA inside of him gave me chills! Throwing off the shackles of monogamy and fear! As justification for his 'cheating' whether consummated or just in the planning stages, he explained that I had sexually neglected him after he got ill and he felt undesirable. Well, he was right. He only found out he was poz because of another serious medical issue. But by that time he had tagged me with his toxic DNA. Well, he is all better now and there were no tears over spilled seed! So I told him: "98% plus of all couples, whether gay or straight would end their relationship catching the other cheating, typically with total hostility and disgust! I however am intrigued! I'm a bit freaky and we could turn these 'lemons' into lemonade!" I wanted to get back in control of the situation. I laid out the 'law': "INSTALL GRINDR AND SCRUFF FOE ME!" I watched him do it. I told him from now on ALL SEX is a sport. NEW GAME! Promiscuity and 'scoring' with random dudes is not just TOLERATED but also ENCOURAGED! We can hunt as a team, together or alone, go to sex-parties and orgies and there will be NO JEALOUSY, no hypocrisy, no regrets, no fear and loathing. Footnote: Your mind has to READJUST from 'conventional to unconventional'. Treat sex the same as you get excited going hunting or rodeo-riding with bros! Exciting, unpredictable and yes, occasionally 'dangerous'. Yes you may get VD but we'll deal with it! And since we both crossed the river into poz-land, all sex is preferably to be conducted BAREBACK. No pulling out! No loads refused! Sometimes a guy is more into one or the other of us. No problem! Sometimes I don't get hard for the tricks he brings in and wants me to join. "You all fuck, I'm gonna watch 'The Big Bang' instead!" I have said that before! Sometimes when they interest me, and they are exhibitionists, I take pictures without really participating. I love the close-ups when the guy's cock slides in and out of my man's ass-cunt and especially the cream-pie money-shots. I save those gems and jerk off to them occasionally on a sleepless late night with a late-night hard-on. My man is better with the camera than me so I wished he would get more into the voyeur thing. Turns out that I score SIGNIFICANTLY more than he does. I have a 'regular' fuck-buddy now who since first 'coming out' into the bareback scene. He has fucked me more than all tricks and BFs before going back into the 80s. A guy much younger than me who is one of the most popular 'top sluts' in town. He is like my best bud, but completely not 'relationship material' just TOO WILD! Tricks 24/7, guys coming and going, you can barely keep up! But my man isn't jealous about my new-found HOBBY. Tells me instead: "I'm proud of you being such a slut!" I return the compliment when he had a good score, and even encourage him to be more assertive without coming across as 'needy'. I really want to whore him out! Make out with him as he gets bred by strangers! Sometimes, before going to sleep we talk our daily exploits, even while we have sex! Gets us even hornier! 'CHEATING' actually brought spice into our lives! I have had more action since I caught him in 2015 than in all the decades of monogamy before!!! All the fun I missed out on!

Very well said ❤️

@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. 👺

Thanks for the support chi4loads, I'm glad someone else understands how frustrating this is, especially when the meaning had been changed. The most egregious one was, when I wrote, "No more secrets," Matthew sighed. It became, "No more secrets," Matthew returned. I had specifically chosen the word sighed to convey Matthew's release from his burdens of keeping his secret, that a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. The change totally negated that. I guess this bothering me so much because we have very little control over most things in life. But our thoughts and our words and how we express them should be honored.

I was 11 I had been playing with my buddys dad for about 2 months before he actually fucked me. He got me really high on coke and I hated it at first but would have done anything. to please him. After a few times I was taking it like a pro. The best part was after he came in me he would bear hug me for a long time. I loved feeling his hairy sweaty body against mine. He used to tell me he loved me and this went on until I was 15.

Yep. As late as the 1930’s males went directly from short pants to a job, females that weren’t married by 18 were considered odd. During the War quite a few kids were able to enlist. Others worked. Shoe shine boys were often male prostitutes who would give head to their seated customers, especially if they set up in a dark alley.

There's a fetish club in central London that has piss play evenings. I've done it there a few times; just this past Sunday, actually. Prob my favourite moment was the point early in the evening where a guy I had my eye on for a bit pulled me into one of the corners, stood in front of me, unzipped his trousers and pissed directly on my blue briefs. I had a big wet spot in front that looked like I had an accident on myself. The bonus there is that it certainly got the attention of the other attendees and it started a chain reaction where they got wetter during the night. Strangely, I don't like my body or face pissed on, but if you piss on my underwear (or let me watch you piss is your own) I'm down!

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

I spent the night working my fingers in his hole, I got 4 fingers in before he started complaining in his drowsy state. I decided to stop, he will be sore tomorrow. I flipped him over, and got out the chastity device, locked his cock up and left a plug on the night stand. “I have the key to the device, you can only cum with me. The plug is to go in when you get home from work after you prepare for me to come over,” I wrote on a paper on the night stand. I called him at 6am sharp to make sure he woke up in time for his morning routine. Sure enough he answered. “Hello?” he sounded groggy. “How are you feeling slut?” “Tired but good, I’m going to start my yoga, eat and go to work. You can text me though.” He was slowly getting back to normal. “I know slut, I like my bottoms flexible and responsible. Less work for us tops. You are to do your yoga naked today, and all curtains in the house are to be open.” “Y-Yes Sir” he stuttered in reply. “Is your pussy sore?” “Surprisingly no, Sir.” “Then you will put the plug in for yoga too, did you enjoy last night?” “mmhmm” “More to come tonight, have a good day slut.” I said as I hung up. I kept thinking about what he said last night, it made my morning wood scream to be played with. But I have to wait, save every load for this boy’s ass. “Fuck me until I’m pregnant” rang in my head. I can do that, I can fuck him until he’s pregnant. I remember seeing a story or two online about bottoms and tops whose fetish it is to become infected with HIV. It made me nervous, am I willing to become HIV positive? I just met this kid, he told me about his dreams and ambitions. He has a lot to look forward to, I on the other hand am set in life. I went to the computer and started researching HIV and AIDS, I remember studying it in dental school, everything has to be sterilized and new for each patient so we don't spread it. My research turned into edging as I found websites with videos of hot bottoms taking raw anonymous loads. Tops telling their bottoms they were going to be “POZ” after this fucking, “take my poz load”, “give me your poz load”. This was so new to me, but it was as intoxicating to watch and hear as the porn stars themselves. I almost stroked to orgasm and it seemed to pull me out of the mindset I was in. “Give it more time Rich,” I said to myself as I got ready for my day at work, “he’ll come around.” My day again was packed and it distracted me from the thought of this boy’s perfect ass. On my lunch break I looked at pictures I took of his ass as he was passed out. He took my cock like a pro bottom, he could be a little more vocal, but he flexed his hole at the right time during my thrusts, and the whole night was about me, his top, and my pleasure in using his body. I’ve never found that before, some bottoms can be so selfish, they cum as I fuck them and then they want to stop because they’re spent, not this boy. Would he really become gay? Is this possible? He showed me a picture of his girlfriend, he really knows how to choose them. He wants kids and comes from a nice family, how would they feel about his coming out? How would they feel about how his boyfriend being 20 years his senior? “Sir your next patient is here” my assistant peaked her head in the door to my office. “Thank you, be right there.” I replied, “back to work rich” I said to myself tying my hardon into my scrubs belt to calm it own. I went home and showered, my cock was hard the whole drive home, and the entire time I got ready to go over. “What to do tonight… “I thought to myself. It didn’t take long to know exactly what I was going to do tonight. “Is the plug in slut?” I text him. “Yessir, I’m ready for you when ever you’re ready” he replied. “Good, when I arrive, come out to the car and grab my bag, and walk me back into the house, see you in an hour.” I pulled up to the house he was watching and honked, surely someone will look out the window wondering if the honk was for them. I saw a shadow in the front window, the curtains were still wide open. He was hesitating, that’s the wrong thing to do. I honked again, a light turned on in the front room of a neighbor’s house, and the porchlight turned on at another house. Finally, Trevor emerged from the dark walkway to the front door. I rolled down the window, “Trevor, go turn on the front walk light, and come back to retrieve me and the bag.” “Y-yessir” he ran back to the house and turned the light on, and ran back to the car, he cock bouncing in the jock strap still locked tight. “Well?” I stood there outside the front door of my car, “I won’t remind you how to greet your lover” He quickly gave me a kiss on the lips, grabbed the bag and I held out my hand to walk back to the house with him. “No drinks tonight, I want you to be aware of everything we do to you tonight” I said when we got to the kitchen. He clearly caught what I said. “We?” his eyes opened wider. “Yes, we. You can’t really expect me not to share the best bottom I’ve ever had do you?” I said. “Head to the bedroom, and put this on, I’ll be in in a moment and tape your wrists to your ankles ass up”, and handed him a blindfold. He looked scared as he walked to the bedroom, his beautiful ass bouncing with every step, the plug glistening with leftover lube. I opened a beer and took out my phone, pretending to call people, inviting them over to fuck my “slutty bottom”. After a few “calls” I went to the bedroom. And used fetish tape to tape his wrists to his ankles like I said. Then took out my Bluetooth noise canceling headphones and put them on his head. Right before I turned them on I asked him, “my friends are on their way, your job is to please them with your pussy as you’ve pleased me. Do you want their cocks raw, or do you want them to cover up?” “I don’t know Sir” he replied. I opened up a popper bottle, and put it under his nose. “deep breath, and then answer me again slut”. After a few deep breaths I could see the plug moving about as the poppers did their job bringing ecstasy to his hole. “Raw, please” He moaned. “My friends are pretty slutty, what if they have something bad?” To my surprise he moaned, and replied, “I don’t care, I just want cum in my ass” “Wow what a good gay little bottom” I turned on the headphones and left the room turning off the lights. I came back in and started feeling up his smooth ass, spanking him once. I took out the plug and lubed up my cock a little, before slowly entering his slightly open inviting hole. I went slow, letting my hands travel his tight body, every once in a while, giving him a playful slap on the ass. I used slow deep strokes, bouncing my hips off his ass trying to take my time. His perfect hole got the better of me, I couldn’t take it anymore, pressing my cock as deep as I could into him I came. I took my cock out, shoved the plug back in and gave him two little slaps on the butt, “Guy #1” is done. I left the room, he was wiggling a little relishing the load I just put into his ass, probably wondering who it was. I opened a beer, and went outside to smoke a bowl of weed. I entered again, making sure the light from the hallway crossed his vision, he can’t hear me but I’m sure he cans see a little light. I walked to the side of the bed, tweaked his nipple and he jumped a bit at my touch. I spit on his face and his mouth opened with surprise and desire. I spit into his mouth, and gave his nipple another squeeze. I went around the back and pulled his cummy hole open with 2 fingers from each hand, peering inside. He fought my fingers but with a little more play his ass started to relax, I took advantage and shoved my fully erect cock into his ass to the hilt in one thrust. He yelped, I reached down and pulled his nipples hard as I continued to rail into his messy pussy. I started to take my cock all the way out and rammed it all the way back in, his hole was still matching my thrusts, he really is meant to take cock. He relaxed as I exited, leaving his hole gaping and ready for my next full thrust. I again couldn’t take it very long despite just cumming minutes before. “Guy #2” came deep into his ass, and spit on his face one more time before leaving the room. I went to the master bedroom, and searched through the owner of the houses’ medicine cabinet, sure enough I found cologne, and sprayed a little too much on. “Guy #3” will be fucking him next and who knows, maybe the next time my slut sees his family friend, he’ll recognize the cologne and wonder if this guy actually fucked a load into him that night. I walked into the bedroom, my slut’s ass slightly gaped, glistening with cum, his balls hanging lower than the chastity device will allow his cock to grow. I slowly go onto the bed, the EDM music still keeping him oblivious to who was going to be entering him, he could feel the bed shift, I heard him softly moan, and rock backwards a bit almost begging for a cock. I reached out and grabbed his balls, wrapping my index finger and thumb around them, pulling them towards me. I gave his balls a nice rub with my other hand, and could feel him tense up, preparing for them to be roughed up. I gave them a nice pat, and he didn’t jump, but he moaned, I gave them a harder pat, yet again he moaned in approval. I sprayed poppers into the towel and pulled his hair lifting his head and shoved his face into the towel. Sure enough he relaxed a bit, ready for more abuse. I started tugging and pulling on his balls, giving them a squeeze and a slap every once in a while. He was loving it, I was nervous about how hard to hit them, but I kept going, his groans of pleasure from the abuse kept me rock hard. I couldn’t bare it any longer, I want his ass again, I shoved my cock in his ass and he met my full thrust, if I can’t make him gay these poppers definitely will. My mind drifted as his ass swallowed my cock, milking it and begging for its cum, I wonder what he would do if I got him pregnant with an HIV+ load. Would he become mine? Would he be mad at me and leave me? I don’t want him to leave, I could fuck this perfect ass forever. His girlfriend would definitely be heart broken, losing such a stud, would he tell her the truth? Would he tell her he loves men now, or at least being fucked by them? He could get her pregnant, that’s not fair, his DNA forever being a part of her. I will test him, what will he do when he realizes he’s a HIV positive gay man meant to take cock? The thought of him coming out to me, and telling me he’s chosen me over women put me over the edge, I came mid thrust, my cock feeling sore from the nights festivities. I stayed inside him, his straight tease of an ass still milking my softening cock like a pro. I relaxed and let a stream of piss into his ass, I was so distracted I didn’t even realize how bad I had to go. My slut moaned, I could feel piss surrounding my cock before being swallowed by his large intestine, taking my load deeper than its ever gone into his ass. I finished, pulled out and got off the bed, dug through my bag and put the largest plug I had into his full ass. It popped into his ass with a little piss escaping, and with that I left the room to clean up. I came back and like a good bottom he didn’t complain about how full his stomach felt with piss and cum. I took off the head phones and turned them off. “So how did you like my friends?” I asked. “How many were there? I got kind of distracted by the poppers.” He replied. “Well… how many did you wish me to invite over?” I said, cutting through the bondage tape and helping him up to take him to the bathroom. “I’m so horny I wish there were 10 or more” he laughed, “this cage is surprisingly comfortable but man is it frustrating and keeping me horny.” “I’m sorry to say only 3 could make it tonight” I lied. I would introduce him to more cocks, but for now I’ll keep him safer. “oh ok, can I release this?” he said pointing behind him to the plug keeping piss in his ass, “I’m pretty sure your last friend pissed a gallon into my body.” “I know I was watching them all, you took them like champs, I didn’t know your balls could take such a beating, could you have handled more?” “Ha – with those dang poppers I felt like I could’ve taken anything” he said sitting down onto the toilet, reaching down and pulling out the plug, piss gushed out of his nice loose ass. “I know you like them being abused, but I was worried that with enough abuse you could go sterile” “Well if I can’t have kids there no real need to have a girlfriend or a wife is there”, he said wiping his ass, “I want kids, but it happens to people even when they haven’t had their balls tortured ha ha.” “So you’d become gay if you were for some reason sterile?!” I said shocked “Well don’t crush them to a pulp, or take them off, but yeah I don’t see why not, if I can’t have kids the normal way, I can adopt with anyone right? Plus my brothers will further the family line” “What if one of the guys tonight was positive for HIV? He stared at me for a second, “They weren’t right?” he said worried. “They said they were clean, but sometimes they don’t know or are between tests, I can bring a test over if you want, you want to be gangbanged, do you really expect to stay negative with strangers taking your perfect ass? And trust me a lot of strangers will want your ass.” “A gangbang does sound hot, tonight was great, they all had pretty good size, and each was different. I guess it’s like becoming sterile, it comes as a consequence of my playing. I’d want to make sure I don’t spread anything to my girlfriend though, she doesn’t deserve anything like that.” “Well I hope to make you fully gay before you catch anything you could give to her. I want to make some more ground rules for you.” I grabbed his hand and walked him to the bedroom, sitting down onto the edge of the bed, I pulled him to me, and made him sit facing me on my lap. I grabbed his head and we started to make out, he sure was horny, his hips were rocking back and forth as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I picked him up, our mouths locked, and laid him underneath me in bed. “You’re the best bottom I’ve ever had” I told him looking into his eyes. He smiled, “thank you, you’re definitely the best top I’ve had.” “Is this the best sex you’ve had gay or straight?” “I’ll be honest, before you I’ve never enjoyed kissing a guy, I was super nervous coming over the first time after your ad said kissing was a must. I’ve never gotten hard with another guy befo-“ “Bull shit” I interrupted. “no really, I’ve never gotten hard while being fucked like some of those guys in porn. I read once that some of them are just hot straight guys doing it for the money, but I got hard with you and it made me question myself.” “Do you think you’re becoming gay?” I asked “I don’t know, but I’m really enjoying this and excited to see what else is instore, I always thought if I came while being fucked it’d mean I am gay” “Have you cum while being fucked?” I said reaching for his locked cock. “No not yet” he answered reaching for my hardening cock. “Ready for my rules?” I said and he nodded in anticipation. 1. Jock straps is all you’ll wear for underwear 2. No more straight porn, only bareback gay porn 3. I want you to be able to do the splits, so add stretching to your leg routine at the gym. 4. From now on, you greet me, and say goodbye to me with a kiss. 5. From now on, all contact with your girlfriend will be because she initiated it, not you. 6. If you don’t want her to see the jock straps, go commando. 7. I need the addresses of your work, gym, home and I want your girlfriends name and address where you stay on weekends. 8. If you cum from being fucked, you tell her you enjoy being fucked in the ass. He seemed to like the rules, he was laying on his back, a small smile forming. “What do you think?” “I like them, can I add one?” “Please do” I said, wondering what he could add to that. “If for some reason I can’t have kids, or if I become HIV positive, I’ll break up with her and come out” “Wow are you serious?” I said pulling back in surprise that this would be a rule. “Does the thought of catching something turn you on?” “yeah, weird huh, it kind of does turn me on to think about, plus if my balls and sperm are useless, might as well be a complete bottom, right? “Wow, you must be ridiculously horny, you’re talking crazy” I told him, “do you want to cum?” “No”, he smiled and got closer to me giving me a deep kiss, going back to where we left off.

The majority of "str8" married guys who Topped me all seem to have most of these traits: 1. Wife/GF isn't giving it up or fucks like a dead fish 2. They are very virile/sexual/constantly horny 3. They want quick, anon encounters; in other words, a nice, warm mouth/hole to unload in no questions asked 4. They are in their late 30s, mostly 40s to 50s 5. They usually already have a side piece 6. They want to have very dom-type sex (hair pulling, spanking, choking/cock gagging, name calling, degradation, feminization, etc.) 7. Most do not want to use condoms. One dude really sticks out in my memory. Late 40s, very toned body, nice tan, short dirty blonde hair, very well endowed (length and thickness of a paper towel roll). He was the executive for the airlines. We usually fucked just about once a month in a cheapo hotel (my guess was that his mistress was on the rag and his wife definitely wan't giving him any). This went on for the better part of a year and change until he finally divorced his wife and move out of state. During our fuck sesh he liked to call me by his wife's name while making me gag on his dick or pounding it in deep from behind. He liked to keep his eyes closed as he fucked me, talking shit the whole time. "Yeah bitch, choke on my fucking cock. Mmmm, you don't like that? Then I'm gonna fucking rape your ass your gold digging whore. It hurts? You gonna cry you fucking cunt? Take this cock, whore! God yes, I'm gonna fucking cum! You feel that, bitch? Shooting my jizz in your slutty ass? Stick your tongue out and clean my fucking cock, your worthless cunt!" *shivers down my spine* ??

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.