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Last Sunday night I was with a bottom friend of mine, but as dawn came up I had the urge to get bred. I went online, clear what I was looking for, and a guy under half my age messaged me on grindr. His approach was "Hi Ass pics". I sent three pics and he sent a photo back revealing his slim figure and dark cock (half-latino). "Wana come over". Silly question! Then he sent his location and wrote, "Make sure ur ass is douched and ready for me to breed". I was going to walk there as it was close to the city centre in Birmingham, but was getting unsure of my directions so called an Uber. This was not without complications as the driver headed off in another direction. Seems I had mistyped where I was going. We re-touted and I ended up in a smart street. I found his flat, very nice too, and he took me straight into the bedroom. He was a stunning guy and I checked his age again as he seemed so young looking. Perfect young body in great shape. He knew exactly what he was doing. Got me to kneel down in front and suck him. His hand went down my back towards his target. He repositioned me on the floor and got behind me. Some lube was fingered into my very welcoming hole. Then pushed in. Was a bit sore so he quickly got be lying on his bed on my side and he stood at the side of the bed and penetrated me. Felt so fucking good at that angle. He fucked hard and my hole opened up with each thrust. I was then ordered by this very self-confident young guy to lie on my stomach, which I did without his pulling out his hard cock. He then lay on me and fucked like a rabbit, grinding his groin into me, backwards and forwards. Several times I felt as if he was ejaculating as his cock pulsated deep inside, but he kept going. Then there were some strong thrusts as he shot his last seed in me. He lay on top for a short time as his cum swam around in me, then pulled out. I pulled up my shorts, got my trainers on and left. He needed to cum, and I needed bred. We achieved our goals. I walked off back to my Travelodge with my arse wet and filled. As I walked through the quiet streets of Birmingham, I enjoyed the sensation of the cum around my entrance. Life was great. This is one of the photos I sent the young guy...

I hadn’t seen my mate Jon for some time. The last time we saw each other in the flesh was three years ago. We’d been texting on and off since, and had made plans to meet when I was next in his area, but nothing seemed to happen. I’d known that he’d become poz, and while that was a slight turn on, and I admit I’d jacked off to the idea of him pozzing me, I knew it was ultimately irresponsible thoughts. We’d finally got around to having some free time, and arranged a weekend when we were both about. We used to gear up and fuck in his sling back in the day. I knew that it would be cheeky to assume this would happen regardless whenever we met. I liked him too much as a friend and known him too long to take the piss and expect sex every time we saw each other. He’d told me that it would be a mellow weekend and, he’d welcome the company. He’d been having the occasional mojo loss apparently. One of those side effects of becoming poz which I fully respected. I told him that it would be fine, but would he mind if I wore a little something, as we’d always felt free and comfortable hanging out in some rubber. He was cool about that, and so I popped a couple of bits in my bag to change into when I got there. So we met up, was good to see him after all this time. He’d been completely freaked out by becoming poz. His messages to be were initially all of concern and worry, and then he seemed to relax back into his old self once he started meds. We’d even text filthily about brotherhood and pozzing once he got into his groove. I knew he wouldn’t want to hurt me, and we were too close. I was surprised at how he looked – no major changes, but a certain look about him that I’d discovered poz men have. Whether through meds or how severe things were. He still looked good, but I knew that he had had a few issues about it all over time. As the afternoon wore on, he said to make myself at home and slip into something more comfortable if I fancied. It felt a bit awkward, but he said he was totally fine about it. So I thought I’d pop a rubber vest and shorts on, and then came back into the room and joined him on the sofa. “Ooh nice” he said and smiled. “I might have to join you after all”. I thought that would be great. It had been ages and just feeling comfortable around each other in gear was great. He came back into the room with similar gear on. His chap shorts with the yellow stripe and jock looked as hot as ever, as was the zip up vest. I’ll admit my cock was stirring when I saw him like that. However we were behaving and you know, it’s not just all about sex, yeah? He went and got us a couple of drinks and we laid back and stared bored towards the TV. Some quiz show or other. I wasn’t really sure. However I started feeling a bit weird. Headachey, and also like I’d taken some Nytol or sleep aid. Admittedly it had been a long day and so wasn’t that bothered at first. “He put his hand on my stomach and gentled rubbed my nipples. Oh man, it was fantastic. “You’re looking good mate”, he said. “You too fella. Have missed this, just hanging out” Staring into his eyes as he grinned. I thought nothing of how I was feeling otherwise, just fully in the moment enjoying time with my mate in gear. He leaned in to kiss me and it was just like the old days. I assumed kissing would be fine. People would still kiss if they weren’t feeling sexual. Or at least I assumed. I was starting to get hard in my shorts increasingly lost in the moment, not feeling like I was in a hurry to get up or move out of his way. His hand moved down to my crotch and he gently stroked to hardening rubber bulge “Hmmm, nice”. I had missed this, and so was lost in the moment. He began to unzip my crotch and I just let him do it. Thinking that if this was a loss of mojo, then lord knows what he’d be like when his mojo was back. Just mates. Enjoying each other. He knew how to work me, after all these years, and I was letting him. I hadn’t thought where this was heading. Just loved and was living the moment. We came up for air and I reached to finish off my drink. I drained the bottle and thought it tasted a little sediment-y at the bottom. I just assumed it was the beer. I’d not heard of the brand before, as I’m not a craft beer drinker, so just believed that this was craft beers tasted like. Then I stood up, almost as if to halt what might be happening between us. I felt quite dizzy and asked for some water. That was the last thing I remembered then anyway. Waking up a little later, I groggily looked at my surroundings. The heat of the day had made the sheets sticky and, oh… this was his rubber playsheet. I recognised it from many times. How did I get here? I also felt a weight on my neck. A chain and padlock. I sure as hell wasn’t wearing that earlier. I started to feel a bit concerned and tried to focus. It was his playroom. I’d been here many times before but just wasn’t expecting to be in it on this occasion. I tried to look around and spot where he was. I could see him in the chair across the room. “Hello mate. You’re back with us then?” He was grinning. I just felt like I’d embarrassed myself and passed out. “I just needed to get you a bit more on my wavelength mate. You see, yes it’s technically true the meds are playing with my head and libido. What I didn’t mention was that I decided to bin them. I’m ‘between meds’ so to speak. Well, that’s if I decide to restart them again that is”. Now I was a tad concerned. This seemed a bit of a set-up. “You always seemed to get off on the idea of me being poz, and that’s horny. However I’ve been getting off on the idea of you being poz too. But as you say, ‘it’s all horny chat’” Oh shit, where was this heading? I thought. “But you know, I get the feeling that you want to join us. And I want you to join us too” Shit. He’s gone into gifter mode. Fuck. I tried to pull myself up, only to realise the chain around my neck was tugging on something else. Oh fuck. He’s secured me like some animal. I looked over and he was grinning. He stood up and came towards me, and put me in a headlock and stuff a bottle of poppers under my nose. Jesus fuck they were strong. My cock seemed to strain harder than ever. Chemical lust fled through my head into my brain. He uzipped his cock and jerked it into my face, it’s a hot cock, and at that moment it looked like a work of art and the tastiest thing ever. “Feed” I was both terrified but horny as fuck. Maybe this was some scene or something. Maybe he was horny and wanted to do a bit of role play. I filled my mouth with that cock. A brief flash reminded me that it was slightly different now. Not necessarily in form, but, you know, it was now poz. “Nice mate. You see, I know that you want this. And I want this too. I want to free you. I want you to be my pozbrother. That’s why I decided to arrange this recruitment session” I was too far gone to recognise logic or sense by this point. Just devouring that beautiful poz cock. He looked magnificent. It was somehow what I imagined but never genuinely thought it would be like. Someone who I’ve known and loved all these years now wanting me to become like him. It was fucked up, but increasingly I was loving it. It was all making perfect sense. He pulled out of my mouth and told me to turn around. As much as I could with the limited movement, I was now obeying his every word. My hole was seemingly asking for it, suddenly hungry. “This ain’t gonna take long pig. I’ve been edging watching you and didn’t want to allow for any time to elapse before you realised what I was doing” Shit. This was it. He was off meds and about to fire toxic cum into me. I would have applauded his enterprise had it not circled around him infecting me. Yet my cock was reacting well enough and he was being pretty rough regardless. We’d had some hardcore sessions in the past but this was something else. Like he had drive and purpose. “You and I have a great future ahead of us now. Let me make you a convert, let me make you into a brother like… Aaaaargh!” Hang on. He’s… he’s just flooded my hole with cum. No, no, no, no, no. This must be a trick. Some set up. He lowers his weight upon me and whispers in my ear “Welcome to the brotherhood” There it was. The moment I’d wanked about. The moment I genuinely feared, but secretly wanted. It was a strange feeling. We were both there. Intimate, yet still brutal. I was his prey, or that’s how it felt anyway. Yet his determination and poz worldview saw me as a target for assimilation. I was both terrified and turned on. Honoured, even. “Why didn’t you just say you wanted to do this?” I panted. “Because I knew you’d chicken out. I knew that the reality of the situation would scare you off. I had to make sure that didn’t happen, otherwise I’d never have claimed you” I was half dumbstruck but also touched at his words. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the flu starts kicking off within a fortnight. I’ve been off meds a while, and the last guy I bred a month ago has already come back to thank me for bringing him into the brotherhood. You have one load in you now anyway. I will happily fuck you a couple more times just to make sure” There’s no rational response to that. All I could look at the tenderness, and the hunger of him. This was brand new territory. One of my best mates wanted me to be poz like him so I could enjoy that life, and I knew that I would come around to thanking him eventually. All I could do now was to look him in the eye and say “Yes brother. Make me like you. Let us become one.”

On the train to work I always see this hot muscle boy, a student I think. I can never stop watching his crotch. Almost obscene big package. Yesterday he wore very tight white jeans and the way he was sitting I could clearly see the outline of his balls and big dick. Couldn't stop staring until I noticed he was looking right at me. Gave him a weak smile. He adjusted his crotch, gave his dick a tug and then looked out of the window. I hid behind a newspaper 😉 I also always make sure I leave the train behind him so I can admire his muscle ass in those tight jeans. That boy knows he's hot and flaunts what he's got.

Disclaimer: This is my first piece of erotica, but even so it's not for the faint of heart. So, take a look at the keywords to see if this is your scene. Hope you enjoy. This story starts off with a flowery prologue, romantic-showered events followed by a winding downward spiral into extremely dark ones. Keywords: cheating, Dom/sub, degredation, gear, raunch scat, sensory deprivation Prologue Me and my fiance have been engaged for about a year now. We’ve been together for seven years and he proposed in the most romantic setting overseas. We had dined on the most luxurious of fare with the most magnificent of views in our midst. It was special and beautiful, and our lives together are quite happy. But i’m afraid i’m still a slut. Oaths / The Road to Becoming a Poz Toilet Chapter 1 All of the romance and laughter and love can’t make up for the fact that my greedy, gaping holes are insatiable for ripe, smelly, hairy, hung men and their equally enamoring dicks all the time! And since it can’t be helped, as i may as well make it over to my MASTER’s house as instructed. i slowly walked in to HIS unlocked, rather large home and noticed that, directly next to the doorway, my MASTER had prepared a mask on a stool for me where i had been instructed earlier to leave my things by. i quickly undressed as i had been told and got to my knees before putting HIS mask on. As it cloaked my eyes i wondered how many fuckboys had worn this thing. How many other pieces of anonymous trash had HE flippantly used? Needless to say, i was aroused to be one of many used by HIM, just as much as i was aroused by my fiance being one of the many regularly using me. SIR made me wait. Purposefully. My cock couldn’t help but twitch and leak, more and harder with each minute that passed in anticipation. When i heard HIS footsteps approach me, i did cower a little though. HE proceeded to rope my cock and balls, put my hands in restraints behind my back and tugged me behind HIM in the direction of the play room. After MASTER led me to HIS space and uncuffed me, HE told me to, “Turn around,” only to put them right back on front-facing. “On your knees. Lie on your back.” With some of MASTER’S assistance, i lowered myself slowly on my backside. i felt comfortably nestled, since Master must have rested my head on what was a pillow. Then I heard a small “clack” above my head, and the creaking of what sounded like more movement above my face. All of the sudden i was awash with a pungent, fowl smell, an odor i could only assume was MASTER’S unwashed, unwiped anus. So, the Sherlock i was, deduced i was laying underneath a rimseat. my cock twitched. “What are you?” HE said very matter-of-fact, without intonation. With no more than a mere two seconds’ worth of pause – THWACK! I could feel a flog brush along my inner, right thigh. “Aaah! i’m your boi, SIR.” “Where’s your tongue, boi? And what are you?” HE said with a slightly dry sigh of boredom. THWACK! i could feel it on the left side now, grazing my left testicle. The sting was definitely more noticeable, so i howled. Whatever emotions weren’t being conveyed in HIS Voice were picked up by HIS deliberate, forceful strikes. “AAAH! Sir, Your pig boi, SIR. Nyya thig thoy, Thir!” The last part said as my tongue shakily slithered out to catch the nothingness, like a snake sensing heat. “What are you!?” Now HE was almost starting to sound impatient with me. THWACK! HE hit the still tender right thigh with the flog again! “AAAAAH! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, SIR. I’m a naughty, dirty pig, SIR. A boi for your use! You can do whatever You want to me, PLEASE SIR!” THWACK! THWACK! Pause. i heard creaking again and felt a shadow lift from my face. “Calm down, bitch. Think. Tell me what you ARE.” HE had stood up, so the hypnotizing aroma of HIS Filthy, Foul Asshole dissipated, and I was already missing it, yearning for it, whimpering. HE was making me beg. i suddenly remembered as the wave of white hot addiction to His Man Stinks struck me. I had barely lasted several seconds without it in my nostrils, practically already foaming at the mouth, when i managed to sputter and shout, “i’m a CHEATING, TOILET FAGGOT, SIR!!!” The flying bits of saliva splashed back down on my lips and cheeks. “Theeere we go,” HE muttered to HIMSELF, pleased not at the words that i had uttered, but at the feverish response the faggot’s withdrawing body had as it convulsed for more of what it was hooked on. SIR took delight in the fact that HE had created an impatient junkie, who was leaking absurd amounts of precum during the struggle, pleading for MASTER’s Anus Smells, soiling the rope HE’d strung around my nether regions earlier. “Tell ME again, bitch,” HE said swiftly with a sick, underlying satisfaction. “i’m a cheating, toilet faggot, Sir,” i said with a pronounced erection. These exact words were what i had told HIM in my first message many months ago, after discovering HIS kinky, perverted profile. i was gooning at home, watching nasty porn and cruising seedy profiles in a depraved and poppered up state near the edge of ejaculation, when i messaged HIM and many others in a wide net cast out among those with similar, taboo interests listed, humiliating myself to the masses. “hi, Sir. Cheating toilet faggot here!” “hello, SIR. How are YOU? Please use this cheating, toilet faggot, SIR.” Each iteration may have varied insignificantly, but one, clear message broadly permeated them all. HE brought it up again when my partner left that week, connecting over a call, HIS blocked phone call. HE had blocked it to test me, to see if i was real and also willing to accept an anonymous call, even though most people these days, especially partnered, shouldn’t be giving out their numbers so frivolously and definitely not staying on the line with said sketchy anon calls for extended periods of time. Obviously, i ended up covering that bill, so the partner wouldn’t lay eyes on it. “Tell Me what you are,” was HIS first prompt when i answered the phone that day before HE ordered me through the airwaves to keep digging in my own ass and suck my fingers clean until HE came. i must have been in a stupor over work or some other shit today, in this moment, to allow such an obvious response to a familiar question to go over my head. This was essentially my verbal contract with Him. Binding affirmation that i was to stay in a state of wretchedness and servitude just as the night i reached out to him in that disgusting, pitiful manner. HE lowered HIS Anus over my head again, and i quickly sniffed a hearty breath of musk inside me until my lungs could expand no more to calm my anxious depravity. “Clean Me.” HE said this returning to HIS calm tone. The discordant sounds of squishing spit flooded the space as I slathered my tongue all over HIS Rectal Hole. Ch. 1 – Fin.

I hit up Grindr the other day and saw an attractive guy a couple miles away, Asian guy, 25, and about 5'6 and 160" pounds, very short hair and muscular. We messaged and made minimal small talk before he said he was horny. He confirmed that I want to top and that he could host and not travel. I saw rock hard and wet at that point, so you can imagine my disappointment when he sent his location, twenty miles away. I expressed confusion, and it turns out he had logged on at the airport near me and was now at his hotel. It was rush hour, and I didn't want to spend an hour sitting in traffic, so I called it off. I logged back on a couple hours later, and he was still on, so I asked if he was still looking, and he was. So then I headed over to his hotel. He looked as I described, very smooth, but he had some tattoos on his arms as well. As soon as I sat on the bed, he started feeling my hard dick. Pretty soon we were both naked and he was sucking my dick. I switched positions and rimmed his smooth hole, and then he got on top of me so he could suck my dick while I ate his ass. He turned around, pushed his wet ass against my slick dick and slid down on it, no lube at all and no mention of condoms. I love the feeling of tight, hairless Asian ass on my hard raw dick. He rode me a bit before we switched to missionary. It felt really good, so I pulled out so I wouldn't cum right away, and he sucked my dick. I ate his ass some more, too. That was the first time I've eaten ass after I've been fucking it, so I explored it with my tongue and got plenty of saliva inside. I spread his legs and slid back in, making him moan. He told me he wanted to cum together and that he wanted my load in him. I flipped him over and pounded him hard and fast doggy style. I gave a final thrust and blasted my load deep into him. Within a few seconds, his hand was covered in his own cum too, and I could feel the muscles in his ass contracting as he came. We chatted a bit before I left very satisfied.

Another warm summers evening in London, decided to go check out my local cruising woods to see what talent was about. I parked up & took my joggers off, when there was a break in the passing traffic I made a dash for the woods wearing just my jock, t-shirt & trainers. I was a little bit away from the main play area getting myself hard & pre lubing my hole. I was about to head to the pay area when I was intercepted by a sexy black guy & his very sexy mixed race mate. Both were muscular, Shay, the black guy is smooth & his mate is Tony is very hairy. Both have thick veiny uncut 9”+ dicks & they waste no time in going for my arse, taking turns rimming my hole while i sucked on the other. Shay was the first to get his dick in my cunt hole, he rammed it in making me gasp & gag on Tony’s cock. They took turns in me for about half an hour till Shay dumped his big load deep in me, Tony did the same shorty after. They left me there with my cunthole dripping their big load. There was a chubby lad who I’d spotted watching us, when the clouds passed the moon lit up the woods, he was still there as they left & I beckoned him over. He’s a cute lad with the thickest cock I’ve ever seen. It took a few minutes bit i got his mega fat 7” uncut cock in my cunt. He plowed me hard, so hard he gave me a massive orgasm making me cum hands free. I milked his dick as he carried on fucking & made him flood my cunthole with his cum.

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

In the summer of 2010 I flew to Spain for a week in the sun. After a couple of days of debauchery in Barcelona, my boyfriend and I took a train to the seaside town of Sitges, which several of my friends had recommended to us. So I found myself on a train filled with many hot, sexy men. I'm 35, 5' 11", with short, buzzed, brown hair, a youthful face some facial hair that I've allowed to grow into a closely trimmed goatee. I have blue eyes and a solid build. I'm not particularly hairy, but my chest and stomach are covered with fur, which I keep it trimmed and neat, not shaved. My cock is cut, above average in size, and seems to be always hard. I would describe myself mostly as a vers bottom. I only bareback with my boyfriend, but will sometimes blow other guys outside of our relationship and even then I insist the guys wear a condom. My boyfriend of three years and I had the talk; the talk that gave each of us approval to play outside the relationship without any guilt. We also talked about how if we fucked or got fucked by anyone, we would always wear a condom. The afternoon we arrived at Sitges, I stopped at a sex shop and picked up some single-use lubes, a couple of condoms, and a bottle of poppers. That evening, around 12:00 AM, my boyfriend and I went to XXL. While it wasn't all that busy, the music was amazing, so we danced for a while and the place gradually filled up. There were muscle bears, bears, otters, twinks, the 'guy next door' type, in short, there were men of all shapes, ages, and sizes. After about an hour on the dance floor, my boyfriend disappeared, seemingly for ages. I figured he must be upstairs in the dark room. I've been to the odd dark room in my time, but mostly it's always been a lot of groping and a few blow jobs that haven't turned into anyone cumming, at least in me. Anyhow, I decided to see if I could find him, so off to the dark room I went. The narrow dark room was pitch black, and, as it turned-out, so packed with men that I found it difficult to navigate. While I could see some shadows, that was about it, so hands proved to be the only way of exploring. Not surprisingly most of the guys were wearing t-shirts, and I took the time to explore some well-developed, hairy chests. I also encountered several cocks, so while most of the guys seemed to be fully clothed, a fair number of the guys were nearly naked. One of the nice experiences was that I could pretty much feel anywhere and no-one pushed my hand away, whether I was exploring some guy's chest, his neck, the small of his back, or slide my hand into the waistband of a guy's pants. Many a guy would even wiggle a little so I could reach further in his underwear and feel his ass and crack. I was feeling a little drunk and guys were grabbing my ass. I walked along and this one particular guy grabbed the back of my belt and pulled me backwards towards himself. I let him pull me to him until I was standing directly in front of him, my ass pushed up against his crotch. His hands started roaming my chest, under my t-shirt, rubbing my nipples and rubbing my entire front and cock through my jeans. I was hard and he could feel it. He began to lick my neck, and almost involuntarily I reached behind my ass, the palms of my hands rubbing the front of his shorts. To my pleasure I found the top button of his shorts was already undone and the zipper was half down. He massaged my shoulders a little and whispered something Spanish in my ear. He was rock hard. I was able to lower the zipper a little lower and I reached into the front of his shorts. This seemed to be a invitation for him to reach down, unfasten my belt and fly and lower my jeans. I leaned forward away from him a little and he slowly pulled my jeans down and then my underwear, only pausing for a moment to grab my hard cock that sprang forward when he yanked down my pants. Other guys were still passing in front of me in this dark room that was more of corridor than a room, but other than the odd grab-and-rub of my cock, all the action was coming from the guy behind me. And let me say, he knew exactly what he was doing. I reached inside his underwear and felt a large, fat, uncut, dripping cock. Fuck, was he horny. I moved my hands so that my palms were facing and rubbing his furry belly. With one hand firmly and slowly jerking my cock, he pulled his shorts and underwear down, and they fell to his feet, so I kept exploring his body. With his free hand he began rubbing the crack of my ass, his firm fingers going right for my hole. They were rough and he was intent on trying to push a finger inside me. My pants were only partially lowered, certainly not quite at my feet, but I still had to lean forward to grab the small tube of silicone lube I had in my pocket. Retrieving it, I handed it to him. He flipped open the bottle and I thought he was going to rub some on his finger to lube my ass, but instead, he pushed me forward a little and he began lubing his cock. Obviously he thought I was giving him the green light to fuck me, but I wasn't. I didn't want him to fuck me without a condom. Not here, and not with a guy I didn't know or couldn't even see, but I was a little drunk and it was all happening pretty quickly and before I realized it, he was pulling me back towards him and his cock was lodged between my cheeks. His cock was really solid and his hands on my waist were strong and pulling me back on his cock, the head of his cock was pushing right for my hole now and I knew he was going to push it in. Raw. I thought for a second he was going to miss my hole but he didn't. I didn't want him to miss so I leaned just a little forward and then I felt him enter me. Slowly and firmly, my ass was stretching as he kept a firm hold on my hips. It felt fucking amazing. My mind was racing. I thought I either pull away now completely, or enjoy our session. I decided on the latter. I reached into my other pocket and fished out my poppers, but found I had to lean forward to reach down enough into my pockets because my jeans were now halfway down my legs. When I made this move, he pushed right in. All the way in. I could feel his pubic hair on my ass. His cock was inside me and he was holding me there, still for a couple of seconds, but not for long. His hands were on my waist and his cock was completely inside my ass. I opened the poppers and took a hit - a deep hit. He took the bottle from me, and I heard him take four deep hits, then he handed the bottle back to me, so I took another hit. Although I was now flying,and everything was a little out of focus, I could still feel the thump of the music and I could feel bodies pushing past us in the dark room. I was sweating and flying. He held onto my waist and pulled me on and off his cock, steadily, not fast, but with the serious intention to fuck me deeply. He straighten me upright with a few gestures, and then he began licking and sucking my neck, whispering in my ear, licking my ear. I tried to turn my neck and head so he cold kiss my lips. He took the hint and we kissed a little. I could feel stubble on his face. He was sweating, breathing heavily, and his tongue pushed into the corner of my mouth. As the position was very difficult on both of us, we stopped kissing and he placed his hands on my hips. I took the hint and began to rock forward and backward, slowly. I wanted him to enjoy my ass, so in my mind I was imagining that I was jerking him off with my ass, clenching and unclenching my ass muscles so he would not be able to stop fucking me before pulling out. He started a regular steady rhythm of fucking. I opened the bottle of poppers and took another hit, and he followed suit, taking several strong hits. The entire time I moved forward and backward on his cock. He was fucking me more deeply and I was completely enjoying the sensation of his cock inside my ass. As his fucking intensified, my mind was flying. All I could think about was what we looked like. What he looked like and what is cock looked liked pounding in and out of my ass. His fucking was taking on an animal like quality. I could hear him grunting. I reached down and grabbed my cock and started to jerk. He was pounding my ass so fiercely I thought I might bounce right off of it but he kept amazing control. I could hear the music of the club and I was loving every minute of the experience: the beat the music and the hot raw cock in my ass. I reached between my legs and I could feel his cock fucking my ass. I felt it with my fingers as it was pounding in and out of my ass. This must have driven him a little crazy because his fucking began to get harder and I could hear him grunting and his body started to spasm a little. He was cumming in me. I could feel him cumming inside me. He slowed down a little and then his cock popped out. Cum immediately ran down my leg. He turned me around and pulled me towards him, kissing me passionately. For the first time our cocks rubbed together. His was gradually going soft, even if it was sticky with his cum, but my cock was hard and pressed up against his. His hands grabbed my ass and he pulled me very tightly towards him. That was enough for me, and I came, shooting between our bodies and stomachs. He knelt down and licked my cum, taking my cock inside his mouth for a couple of seconds, sucking out the last couple of drops of cum from out of my cock. Then he stood up, pulled up his pants and said 'ciao' and disappeared. He was done, I was done, so I pulled up my pants and went off in the opposite direction, wondering if my boyfriend was also getting into some trouble. Anyone have any stories from some fun they've had in Sitges?

SORRY for my english that a REAL story !!! 4 days before my birthday in 2015, i was looking for sex on Internet in Montréal... nothing special in my mind exceped, fucking and getting fucked. We chatted a bit until we recognised each other and he invited me at his place. I left my husband (we're in an open relationship since the beginning) So i left around 23h and i got to his place at 23h30... He's really my kind of men... the kind of men that breaks all the barrier you put... We talked a bit, we undressed and we start to kiss... For a reason that i ignore why, i asked him he was still using chems and he said yes. I asked him if he would like me to take some (i trust him) so we could have a long night together. (i stopped seeing him in the past because he was too much addict to chems). He gave me GHB, MDMA and just a bit of K... and then we started to play, slowly. After 45 minutes, i started to feel my fingers wierd... so i understood that the chems started to act... I was off meds for the first time and he says that he was off too... so still contagious. I got rock hard the moment he said that... I have NO idea what he took for chems... and he but his dick against my ass and start to push a bit... mu ass opened and "absorb" his dick almost instantly... Since he was deep inside, he stopped... and he started to piss in me... The feeling with XTC was unbeleivable. I kept all his piss inside... so i got nother kick with the chems that was in his piss. I absorbed it completly! Then he started to explain why he wanted to piss in my ass... to irritare inside and make my rectum more vulnerable to his viruses... and... to his syphilis! He's a big precummer, so i got sure to have a lot of toxic fluid from his ! When he started to fuck in his piss, he and I were very verbal for infectious fuck... He felt active more than passive... and i could say that he was feeling RADIOactive !!! Thanks for the chems, my ass NEVER burn. he fucked me slowly, to make sure that the skin of his cockhead was correctly connected and against every part of my rectum! After a couple of hours with some breaks to breath, I surrender completly to him... then he talks showed me twisted things... like a documentary of a Parasyte Wasp who sting his prey to inject larvea eggs that's gonna eat the prey by inside and "reprogram" the mind of the prey to protect the larvea until the larvea eat all inside the prey... and like a Komodo dragon who bites an anumal and wait for the bacterias in the saliva takes effect to slowly destroy the nervous system of the animal bitten and come eat it alive... That turns me on at a level you can not imagin ! I was demanding more! With him, i had NO limit. I would be fucked by a DOG, a DONKEY ,ANYBODY or ANYHTING if he asked. Just to please him ! I learned that night a lot of thing. I learned to accept that i was STILL chasing... for something MORE... We continued to fuck, he pissed in my ass 2 other times. We played for 14 hours (including several breaks) and he came just one time in my ass... at 13h00 and we stopped to fuck at 14h00 after i came in his ass. Now, i would like to do something similar... but no more with him but with someone else... I'm not using chems normally... but for things like that, i would certainly use ! Sick, infectious, toxic and proud of it!

Can't believe that the last 2 comments came from me still! Just reread this story for maybe the 3rd or 4th time. Still fucking hot and is an excellent example of the storytelling talents of @losolent. Seduction, love, hot sex, pozzing, storyline, this has it all. Thank you.

I wasn't looking to be pozzed but i took every single load bare .... it had to have happened sooner or later and i've been poz for over 30 years now. I advise sluts to take their PREP. Being poz is not a glorious thing despite the stupid snd even criminal assholes that think pozzing someone is awesome. It isn't. Life will never be the same. Do not believe the stories!!!

No. Science itself is not flawed. Responsible, ethical scientists - true scientists - do not produce the kinds of pay-for-proof “studies” that you’re referring to. Those are created by persons who have abandoned the Scientific Method, and indeed any method of truth-seeking, and become propagandists for sale to the highest bidder. They use the name of Science, but none of its substance.

I was in the doctor’s office for my annual exam. I had being seeing Dr. Phillips for a few years and I was pretty comfortable talking about all my health care issues with him. He knew that I was gay. Hell…he even knew that I was a bottom during sex. It was around 4:30 pm on a Friday afternoon and I was looking forward to the three-day weekend. I guess mine was the next-to-last appointment of the day. There was only one guy left in the waiting room. He was a slender guy, a little older than me, with average looks and short sandy hair. I didn’t pay much attention to him. After checking my physical responses, the doctor asked me the usual health and lifestyle questions. This year, however, my answer about whether I practiced safe sex was different. I told him that I had gotten fucked without a condom on several occasions. Surprisingly, I didn’t get the lecture that I expected. Instead, he asked me to explain my reasons for bottoming without protection. Hesitantly, I told him that I was becoming attracted to the idea of “bug chasing.” I said that I was attracted to the idea of taking poz cum. He said, “Are you aware of the risk that you might convert to being HIV-positive?” I relied, “I guess so. I haven’t thought about it that much yet, but the notion of routinely taking loads of some guy’s infected sperm is becoming increasingly appealing to me. It’s like breaking some wild kind of taboo!” The doctor said, “I’ve read up on this kind of behavior and it seems that most men professing a desire to be "pozzed" are really only engaging in an extreme sort of fantasy. Do you think that’s true in your case?” “No, Doc, I’m sure that that’s what I want. The whole idea turns me on for so MANY reasons!” When he heard this, his manner changed…more alert, more interested. He looked at me intently for a few moments, as if making up his mind about something. He said, “I’ve got an idea. It just so happens that the young man out in the waiting room has recently tested HIV-positive. We haven’t started him on any medications yet, so his Viral Level is extremely high. Why don’t I ask him to join us?” “You mean NOW?” I squeaked. I was still lying on the exam table, clad only in a thin Johnny that had been pulled up above my waist. I felt exposed and vulnerable. “Yes, right now! There’s no time like the present.” He then stood up, crossed the room and opened the door to the waiting room. I heard him tell his nurse that she could go home now. “Have a great weekend, Nancy!” he said. Next, he called out, “Mark! Why don’t you come into my office?” I could hear footsteps as the quiet young guy that I’d seen earlier came on in. He looked with a gleam of interest at my half-naked body lying on the examination table. The doctor said, “Mark, this is Alex, one of my patients. He currently is HIV-negative but he tells me that he’s been having unsafe sex recently in hopes of contracting the virus. Isn’t that right, Alex?” I could only blush in response. Mark stared at me with a wolfish grin on his face. Doctor Phillips continued, “It occurred to me that you two could help each other. Mark was telling me that he’s been getting very frustrated since his diagnosis because he stopped having sex. Mark, you don’t mind discussing this with Alex present, do you?” “No, doc! That’s ok. It’s just that I’m so HORNY all the time now. Do you think I’ll ever be able to fuck normally again?” The doctor then said to me, “You’re ok with this, too, Alex? We have your permission to help? I mean, you don’t object, do you?” I was confused. Help me? Help me with WHAT? I tried to say something…anything, but only a choked sound came out. “Well,” the doctor said, “the solution seems pretty simple. Mark, why don’t you go ahead and insert your penis into Alex here so you can commence intercourse. That will grant you the sexual release you’ve been seeking and Alex here can begin receiving the virus that he’s been trying to get. Go ahead, Mark, give him what he’s been asking for.” My head was spinning but I could only moan incoherently at the thought of what was about to happen. Was I just going to let this total stranger deposit his infected fluid deep within my bowels? Dr. Phillips voice brought me back. “Here’s some KY Jelly, Mark. Doctors always have plenty of that on hand.” At that, I felt a large stiff cock push inside me. Mark muttered, “Shit, doc! You don’t know how great this tight hole feels. You sure this guy Alex doesn’t care that I’m gonna flood his guts with my AIDS babies? Is that what you want, Alex? You want me to knock you up?” The doctor replied, “Don’t give it a second thought, Mark! It’s exactly what he wants. He told me so himself!” After Mark shot his first toxic load into me, Dr. Phillips insisted that he repeat the intercourse twice more “for good measure.” On my way out the door on wobbly legs the doctor slipped a small white appointment card into my hand. “I want the two of you to return for office visits until your HIV test comes back positive. Have a great weekend and see you next week!”

My anon buddy was back from vacation and came over yesterday lunch time. He found me bent over in my living room. He walked up, played with my ass a little and then mounted me. He fucks so well. Loves looking at my fat ass bounce as he rides. Makes me beg for his load. After a good 10 minute pounding he finally started grunting and pumping his load deep. Definitely the hardest he has ever cum with me. He got up and left like usual. Later last night was watching tv with wife and I got this sudden urge to use restroom. Had to move pretty quick. I then released his massive load in the toilet. Told the wife it must have been the tacos for dinner.

I got caught once by my grandmother...we never spoke of it explicitly, but she always asked how I was doing whenever she saw me and squeezed my butt , and would always tell me to be careful. She was VERY liberal and non-judgemental. Never said a word to my parents. Also got caught by an older lover's sister. He was housesitting for her...she wasn't supposed to be home for another 3 days. Imagine her surprise...walking into the living room, music blasting and finding her big brother fucking my boipussy doggystyle and me moaning like a big old bitch. I tried to get up and cover myself...but he grabbed me by the shoulder and slammed me right back onto his cock. I sheepishly looked up at her...she smiled shook her head and said she'd be sleeping by her friend's place that night. Turned out she's caught him on numerous occassions.

So I just moved to Las Vegas about 2 months ago. I’d already began my journey of being a bb bottom before I moved. Ever since I’ve moved however it just seems like I can’t get enough raw cock. It’s all I think about & I’ve had at least 30-40 partners since I moved. Anybody else have this problem once they start taking loads? Is it also bad that I don’t really care if I get std’s? To be honest as long as I get my nut that’s all I care about. I’m only 23 but I can’t get enough of guys that are in their 30’s & 40’s. Can anybody else relate?

Down Surry hills and going to barcode saturday night hoping to cop some hot poz loads, msg me if you want to breed me

A couple of months back, I had recently turned 26 and I was looking to be a little more socially responsible. I wanted to be able to help those in need by sharing my talents and strengths. Being gay myself, I thought that volunteering at the local AIDS Hospice would be a good way for me to do that. I called and spoke with Brian, the director, and he suggested that I come in and tour the place to see if I thought that I would fit in. On the day of my interview I showed up full of anticipation. Brian had me fill out an application and then gave me a tour of the place. There were a dozen men currently living there, all in different stages of being affected by the virus. Some guys looked completely healthy and others were more visibly ill. When the tour concluded, Brian suggested that I spend some time with one of the residents. He walked me down the hall and knocked on the bedroom door at the end. When it opened, Brian said, “Hiya, Francis! I’ve given Alex here the grand tour. I think he likes the place. Could you, maybe, give him the lowdown on living here? You know…an insider’s viewpoint.” I should tell you about Francis. He was my height and very thin. He obviously had lost a lot of weight. His sweatpants hung from his bony hips. What appeared to be a pretty sizable cock bobbed enticingly against the grey fleece material. His tank top loosely covered his torso. His face was still quite handsome…gaunt but cheerful. Francis always had a smile…at least for me. Francis invited me into his room. There were no chairs so he had me sit on his bed and he sat down next to me. “So,” he said, “do you like the place? You thinking of working here?” I told him that I was impressed with the setup. “Brian said I could start out working the overnight awake shift. I’d be alone but, he told me not to be concerned because nothing much ever happens during those hours. I’m sure I could handle the work. You know…I’ve always wanted to be in a job where I could be of service!” Francis told me about his fellow house mates. He made a point of reminding me that these weren’t just patients. They were flesh and blood men with wants and needs of their own. I responded that, if I worked there, I’d do anything I could to improve their day to day lives. Of course, I ended up taking the job. I started the following week and, on my first night, after everyone else was settled in for the night, I rapped on Francis’ door and poked my head in. “Hey!” he called out. “Come on in!” He was just wearing an old frayed bathrobe that dangled from his skinny frame. He got up and joined me in sitting on the edge of his bed. I told him that I was just checking to make sure he was set for the night. “Thanks!” he said. “That’s real thoughtful of you, Alex! I like you! In fact…I like you A LOT!” With that, he leaned over and brushed his lips against mine. Without much thought, I kissed him back. His hand caressed my knee. “Remember?” he said. “Remember when you told me that you wanted to be of service to the residents here?” “Sure!” I said. He continued. “When we found out you were coming to work here, we all talked it over. Now…I could tell you what we need most…but here, let me show you.” That said, he put his hands on my shoulders and guided me back onto the bed. He followed me down so he that was laying on top of me. His sunken chest pressed against me. His lips locked on to mine. At the same time his hand slid over my crotch and began a gentle squeezing. “We may be sick…but we’re MEN, you know. Men with NEEDS. And right now, Alex, I need YOU!” I wasn’t sure how far Francis was going to go with this but I didn’t mind making out with him. Like I said…he was a good-looking guy and his urgency was contagious. How could I say no? He opened the drawer on his bedside table and took out a small bottle. “Here, Baby…take a hit of my poppers here!” They must have been fresh and, whatever they were, they were awfully strong. My mind spun off into the void. I was utterly relaxed and felt an indescribable bliss. I was remotely aware that my pants and briefs were getting tugged down off me. When I began to re-focus, I realized that his hand was tugging and stroking my dick which, naturally, began to swell and harden. “Take some more!” his voice said and off I went again. When my vision cleared, there stood Francis, between my legs, raising my legs up to his shoulders. His bathrobe had parted, revealing a stiff cock that was already dripping toxic goo. He leaned close. “And AGAIN!” the voice commanded. He held the bottle in place so that I had to take 4 or 5 breaths of the heady vapors. That really sent me to the moon. Fucking heavenly! As I returned to earth, I became aware of a rocking motion. The cause was soon apparent. Francis had entered me and was thrusting forcefully against my upturned ass. I could feel his cock sawing back and forth. His speed increased and his breathing grew ragged “FUCK! HERE I COME!” he shouted as he pushed into me one last time and held himself in place, his cock spasming repeatedly. Although he had emptied his balls deep inside me, he didn’t withdraw, opting to stay on top of me, his dick plugging my hole. “Come on, Baby! Let’s give my seed time to latch on…start to grow in you. I kinda wanna be the one that knocks you up!” As we lay there, he explained that all the men in the hospice had decided that what they needed most was for someone like me to be their willing partner whenever they wanted to breed. Most of them felt shunned by society and hadn’t been able to fuck a bottom like me in a long, long time. They wanted to be able to use me during the night hours as they would a lover. They wanted someone that wouldn’t say no to receiving their dirty seed! Francis asked, “Are you willing to do this for us?” Again, how could I say no? That was several months ago. Since then, some residents have died and new ones have replaced them, but night after night I’m there to service them…my 12 Poz Lovers.

I was a typical country bumpkin, knowing very little about sex when my older, hairy, handsome cousin initiated me into man/man sex. He had been fucking his sister, anally and between her large boobs, for years before we moved to their neighborhood. I did not know that my attraction to him was anything unusual, but I found him very pleasant to look at. One day we were alone, his family had all gone to some function. He was horny and started asking me about sex. I had little experience, just having jacked off with another cousin a few times. I got a boner and he had a huge one showing in his pants. We began stroking each other and soon our clothing was gone and he was sucking my cock. Damn, it was wonderful. I filled his mouth with a large creamy load. It was my turn. Nervous, I looked at his much bigger cock. It was pulsing and dripping precum and he was stroking and making motions for me to suck him. Taking just the tip in my mouth, I found the taste not to be unpleasant. I liked the slick feel of his precum. So I went further, licking and twirling my tongue to get all of his load. He was very vocal, encouraging me. He asked me if I had ever played with my ass before. Truthfully, I had done some carrots and cucumber play and found it really turned me on big time. I told him so. He turned me around and dropped down behind me. I thought what is he doing?! Then his warm wet mouth went to my hole and I melted. So wonderful, I was putty in his hands. After eating my ass for a while, he stood and I felt his throbbing pole pushing at the entrance. DAMN. That hurt and I begged him to stop. He said it would only hurt at first and then feel great, so I gritted my teeth and he began to slowly feed his cock into my aching abused hole. Eventually, after what seemed like a long time, I felt his hairy pubes against my ass. Letting me adjust, he kissed my neck and stroked my cock which was getting hard again. He began a pumping motion, slow and shallow. It began to feel pretty damn good and I told him so. He sped up and his strokes became longer, more forceful. Hitting my prostate, which I didn't know even existed, he was causing my cock to spit our precum. It was dripping onto my hand, his hand, and the floor. All I knew was that it felt fucking fantastic. He was panting and breathing hard when I felt him push hard into me, holding himself there and his thick tool got even bigger and pulsed. He shot and shot me full of his young man spunk cream. Afterwards he was very kind and loving. We repeated this scene over and over through several years before he eventually moved out of state, married, and began his family. I missed it terribly but was much too shy to seek out man sex with anyone. Just looked at pics of sexy men at every opportunity and dreamed of being fucked again. An interesting development after years of being out of state was that he moved his family back to the area. We would go fishing with his family and his sons. He never acted like we had done anything together. I often wondered if he was tempted to fuck my willing ass again.

I was a typical country bumpkin, knowing very little about sex when my older, hairy, handsome cousin initiated me into man/man sex. He had been fucking his sister, anally and between her large boobs, for years before we moved to their neighborhood. I did not know that my attraction to him was anything unusual, but I found him very pleasant to look at. One day we were alone, his family had all gone to some function. He was horny and started asking me about sex. I had little experience, just having jacked off with another cousin a few times. I got a boner and he had a huge one showing in his pants. We began stroking each other and soon our clothing was gone and he was sucking my cock. Damn, it was wonderful. I filled his mouth with a large creamy load. It was my turn. Nervous, I looked at his much bigger cock. It was pulsing and dripping precum and he was stroking and making motions for me to suck him. Taking just the tip in my mouth, I found the taste not to be unpleasant. I liked the slick feel of his precum. So I went further, licking and twirling my tongue to get all of his load. He was very vocal, encouraging me. He asked me if I had ever played with my ass before. Truthfully, I had done some carrots and cucumber play and found it really turned me on big time. I told him so. He turned me around and dropped down behind me. I thought what is he doing?! Then his warm wet mouth went to my hole and I melted. So wonderful, I was putty in his hands. After eating my ass for a while, he stood and I felt his throbbing pole pushing at the entrance. DAMN. That hurt and I begged him to stop. He said it would only hurt at first and then feel great, so I gritted my teeth and he began to slowly feed his cock into my aching abused hole. Eventually, after what seemed like a long time, I felt his hairy pubes against my ass. Letting me adjust, he kissed my neck and stroked my cock which was getting hard again. He began a pumping motion, slow and shallow. It began to feel pretty damn good and I told him so. He sped up and his strokes became longer, more forceful. Hitting my prostate, which I didn't know even existed, he was causing my cock to spit our precum. It was dripping onto my hand, his hand, and the floor. All I knew was that it felt fucking fantastic. He was panting and breathing hard when I felt him push hard into me, holding himself there and his thick tool got even bigger and pulsed. He shot and shot me full of his young man spunk cream. Afterwards he was very kind and loving. We repeated this scene over and over through several years before he eventually moved out of state, married, and began his family. I missed it terribly but was much too shy to seek out man sex with anyone. Just looked at pics of sexy men at every opportunity and dreamed of being fucked again. An interesting development after years of being out of state was that he moved his family back to the area. We would go fishing with his family and his sons. He never acted like we had done anything together. I often wondered if he was tempted to fuck my willing ass again.

The only way I drink is right from the tap!

Fabguys has an option to put bareback in your profile. I've had some great raw action from there.

On almost the last day of a 6 week European holiday I had a memorable fuck in a famous German Park. The day before I had visited Berlin’s Tiergarten, a large park with lakes, paths , memorials, busy roads and, most importantly, bushes and patches of wilderness. I visited the park to sunbathe naked in a part of the park near the Siegessaule where nudism is enjoyed by many Berliners. I tried to take a shortcut through an unofficial track through some scrub and almost ran into a guy being given a blowjob. I wasn’t looking to cruise that day but kept it in mind the following day when I came back to do some more nude sunbathing and to visit the nearby gay museum. Although cruising wasn’t really the plan this day I did a quick douche before leaving the hotel in the afternoon and carried a small tub of oil based lube. After visiting the museum I walked back through the park at about 5pm and crossed a busy road to a part of the park I’d not visited before. Almost immediately I sensed I was being cruised by this good looking middle aged guy. It was rush hour and he had just gotten out of a parked car in the centre of a ceremonial avenue bisecting the park where few cars remained - it’s funny how gaydar can pick up these small details. He looked me in the eye as I passed and was still looking as I glanced back over my shoulder. On a second glance a couple of steps later he brushed his crotch. The game was afoot! I love this old style real world cruising much more than the online stuff, it provides a bit of an adrenaline rush. i was on the footpath next to the about 15 metres away from the guy and the park was separated by a hedge. I walked on a few steps and cut through a gap in the hedge to the park. It emerged at the top of a slope that ran down to a wide paved path but there were patches of bushes. He ducked through a different gap. I casually headed down to the path and circled around to his approximate position and he signalled to a particular patch of bush with a tree that I shoulD join him in. I had a feeling he’d used it before! Probably the reason for the placement of his parked car. Once in place he rubbed my crotch and then motioned for me to release my cock. Clearly pleased with what he saw he proceeded to a long and skilled suck. He continued for so long I feared sucking was all he was into but eventually he drew out his own cock and I was able to reciprocate. His cock was quite big, bigger than mine, and I was keen that he fuck me. He initially entered me roughly with no lube but I was able to add some lube to his cock which eased things along and reduced the likelihood that I would cry out. We were, after all, less than 5m from either the footpath or the park path. I need we had to stop several times as groups of women passed by quite close. He insisted that I also fuck him so we kept flipping around although I was keener to get his big cock in me that to take my turn fucking him. From his complexion and the odd word he spoke I took the guy to be Italian. After quite a while he started a different rhythm in his fucking; slower and drawing his cock out almost entirely and then thrusting back in. I though this might mean he was close to cumming but a glance over my shoulder revealed he was filming our fucking on his phone. I scrambled to draw out my phone without stopping his fucking with the intention of asking him to record something for me. However, by the time I got ready he was to my dismay already cumming. While he had deposited his first spurt up my ass he had pulled out at that point and was wasting his seed on the ground. I frantically tried to get him to renter my ass to no avail. I tried to film his last few spurts but I mucked up the shots. I did manage to salvage one near focused #hot of his cock which I’ll upload to the gallery. All in all a great fuck made better by the fun of the cruise and the frisson at the 4i#k of discovery.

My boyfriend was out of town and I got on BBRT and scheduled my first hookup. I cleaned out real good to the point of certainty. I arranged to meet him about 8:30. Made it through crappy cross town traffic and met him at his driveway. Went inside his back efficiency apt and got down to making out hard. 69’d with my ass sitting on his face and his slender but lengthy hard cock down my throat. He had me lay on my back and pull my legs up. That hard cock (head in the shape of an upside down heart) slid in with just a little bit of pain which soon turned to pleasure as my hole opened up to accept that raw rod. After about 5 minutes he pushed in deep and tilted me back with my ass up higher and started cumming. He held his cock in deep until he finished. Mmmm. After I cleaned off his juicy cock and made plans to meet up again, I had every intention of being kinky but simple and going to the gym and working out with his load in me, but my cum slicked anal walls had a different idea. I drove to the nearest abs with booths but only 3 cars were there. Shit! I turned around and went to the next nearest abs, cursing at the Austin traffic. This abs only had 6 cars but it was about 10pm, this place was trashier and it had a theater and booths. No tops in the booths so I went to the back theater. A tall slender guy on the back row was jerking a pretty, meaty, hard dick. ( White with pink shading, big spongy head) I leaned over and sucked him for a few. Then he sat me up and put his mouth on my dick, but soon realized what I wanted and pulled me up on my feet. I dropped my shorts and quickly pushed a dollop of silicon lube in my hole as I bent over a bench that sits in front of the back row. His big white cock slid in with ease and felt so good. A big older guy came over and put his stumpy thick cock head in my mouth. “Ooo, you’re such a slut!” My fucker groaned as he slid in to home and shot his warm load in me. He pulled out and I turned around and cleaned off that cummy beauty, hoping the tall guy I had been sucking would move to my ass. But no go. After cruising by the dirty booths again, I gave up and moved to the third abs in Austin. (Just call me Goldilocks!) it was starting to get busier (it was Tuesday but it was around 11 pm). I wandered to the upstairs booths and saw an older guy, with a smaller but always hard cock that had once before given me a nice healthy white cumload, if memory serves me right. We went into a booth together and started making out. We sucked each other for a few until I took the initiative of dropping my shorts and bent over and he started to fuck. I could here someone going into the next booth ( no glory holes- fucking Texas!) as my older Papi rode my hole. As before, it didn’t take long for him to drop a creamy load in the entrance to my hole. He quickly put his clothes on and left, handing me his unused tokens. I felt like such a bookstore slut! As I started to leave the booth, a cute younger Latino guy, late 20s, a thicker mid section but decent body and a look of intent in his eyes walked right up to me, practically pushing me back in the booth. I had seen him here before, but didn’t think he was interested. He whipped out a big thick brown uncut cock with a slim head that turned into a thick shaft that only got thicker as it got to the base. Mmmmm. I was gonna feel that! I went to my knees and jammed that hardening dick down my throat and got that thing to thicken. He asked if I got fucked. I stood up. “Yeah.” “You like it raw?” “Ohhh Yeahhhh!” I turned around and he found my hole and pushed that cock in, stretching my hole the deeper he got. He HAD to feel the cum he was sliding in! I knew he did when he confessed “I knew you were getting fucked in here ! Your hole is so juicy! “ We pulled a padded bench cover down to the floor and he had me lay on my back and he pushed my legs up on his shoulders and fucked even deeper. He pulled out saying he “didn’t wanna cum yet.” I tried my best to play it cool as we stood up. We faced each other breathing hard. I kept looking at his cock as he weighed his options. He sighed and had me “turn around and put your hands on the bench.” I squatted over and arched my back trying to give him the best position to fuck up and deep in my hole. It worked! He started grunting and pumping that young cum in my hole. He pulled out and I went down on that beautiful cock. I should have gotten his number. He thanked me and handed me HIS tokens before he left. Whore! Satisfied, I was about to leave when this bossy freak barged in the booth. He had a small dick but it got hard when he ‘forced’ me to suck his dick. He then turned me around and over and started pile driving that thin little rocket in and out of my hole. The cum was starting to slosh out around his thumb sized peen. He pulled out and came pushing my head away, but I made sure to hold my hand out and catch a big palm size of cum, carefully reaching back and rubbing it on and in my pulsing hole. I went home and drifted off, humming as I tasted my cummy fingers that had been playing in my hole.

The many great features of well frequented bathhouses already mentioned. The fact that at their heart is the “bath” or realistically the shower means that guys are clean, something harder to guarantee in other cruising settings. For me this helps to overcome my usual reluctance to rim. I really enjoy rimming a guy, licking his asshole and pushing my tongue as deep within him as I can, and I find I’m more likely to initiate rimming with a freshly laundered ass.

Couldn't agree more. Breeding sow here - the more verbal a Top is the more I go into heat to be mounted, fucked, and bred. Oink!

Yes, totally agree, especially since I became poz. I have become a total cumdump at the sex clubs and offer my ass up to all cocks and loads!

I absolutely relate! The first time I had a guy's hard penis in me I was hooked. Every year I have hundreds of sex partners as a result, with 2018 being a personal best on a level I didn't think possible til I went to work in the sex industry and discovered it is real and possible. My need to for taking cocks in me is near insatiable and I look for group use opportunities above all else because I love being watched while get used and passed around. This is just the start of your journey. In a year or two you will look back on this moment and realize the total pig sex addict you have become and then go out and seek more. It is a great way to live as a male. Embrace it!

Hi Jargam. I’ve just been to SBN in London and had 30-40 partners in about 4 hours. So I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about lol.

I think your questions and consternation are sincere, so I'll attempt to respond, probably with no great success. Fundamentally, I think I just enjoy a bit of sexual sadism when i can arrange it, while you don't at all. There will probably be no meeting of minds. Nevertheless, 1. I do not brutalize every boy indiscriminately. The faggot must accept his fate and agree to the necessity of the ordeal that I will inflict on him. This level of submission in a boy is rare and beautiful. 2. There is no such thing as a generically submissive boy. Each man has his own requirements for total erotic fulfillment and each boy must be put to particular use/abuse to meet those requirements. Some men are easy to please. I admit to being cruel and difficult at first, but a boy who suffers for me endears himself to me. His self-sacrifice at the altar of my manhood could well inspire love. And as I indicated, this blood rite would generally just be a one-time demonstration of my phallic power. I would reserve the right to hurt him occasionally in the future to satisfy my perversity and renew our bond as man and bitch, but I would have no further need to break his cunt. Though, in truth, he will bleed whenever I fuck him, just not always visibly. The rectal cunt always bleeds because it is not meant to be used by men. Anal penetration is thus always inherently abusive. I just want to make the abuse explicit and purposeful in a ritual of initiation that fills me with a sense of absolute power. 3. What I perpetrate is no worse than any rough fuck. It's certainly less risky than fisting, which is shockingly common. I would indeed and be aiming for the sigmoid junction (it feels great), but the locus of the injury depends on the size of the boy and the anatomy of his cunt. 4. I radically disagree with the notion that I have no right to hurt anybody. Sadists and masochists have been hurting and getting hurt since time immemorial. Consent has no meaning if you can't agree to take pain and risk damage. 5. There's always the possibility of a more serious injury. That potential is always there, because a rectum has no substantial natural defenses against the depredations of penile invasion. I could tear him from his first hole to his second hole in the course of normal breeding. Or he could move the wrong way and fracture my penis. Or we could transmit HPV to each other and eventually contract anal and penile cancer. Every sexual act has known risks. It is possible that I could cause the boy great pain. He has to decide for himself whether or not it's worth the risk to accommodate my plainly twisted desires. 6. It's absolutely my intent to prevent the boy from receiving other men. I fucked him to own him, nothing less. I would give him about a week to heal completely before initiating regular breeding. In the meantime, his throat will serve me well. 7. The short answer (sorry to leave it for last) is that hurting a (consenting) bitch with my dick gives me the sort of thrill that I associate with brutal rape. I am not actually a rapist. I'm probably actually too considerate for my own good in most situations. But I believe that men should give expression to the primordial impulses for conquest and violent penetration that lurk in our genes whenever possible. Fags love a beast fuck. So do many women for that matter. We should pay this much tribute to the ancestors who raped their way into genetic immortality. Their example can inspire us even as we confine ourselves to the limits imposed by modern civilization. I love the power in my dick without reservation. 8. Finally, pricking the boy and enjoying his suffering strongly recalls the classic ruination of the virgin. In many cases، and especially on the wedding night، consummation would have consisted of heedless forcible penetration, leading to unlimited pleasure for him and pain and bleeding for her. You're a good person, so you no doubt abhor the thought. I, on the other hand, love the practices of patriarchy implicitly and regard traumatic penetration as one way to establish and enforce the correct, male-dominated, penis-centred marital and social order. I hope I've clarified my intent somewhat. No doubt I remain a monster, but I am ill-disposed to prevaricate in this regard. Though I probably should have used my time to seek out and defile an innocent instead.

Part three: My trips to the sauna and cruising area hadn’t led to my conversion. I shared this with a sympathetic gay friend called Ray, who worked at a casino. He came up with a new plan that could well ensure my pozzing. He told me what I was doing was running the odds, that what he did in the casino business. He had several guys who owed him favours, amongst them was someone who was certainly poz and with a high level count. He would get together seven of them to attend the casino the following week, including the poz, not on meds guy. He would lend me his room that he was allowed to use, when he had to work late, which was common in the casino business, especially at weekends. Then I would be forced to take whoever’s number came up on the roulette wheel that evening. Each guy would be numbered 1-7, if the number on the wheel ended between 1 and 7 that guy would then be free to breed me, irrespective of their status. I would be blindfolded and tied to the bed each time and would not know, who was fucking me. In the event an 8, 9 or 0 came up then I would have to wait for another spin. I was very keen on the idea and assented. The following Saturday, Ray contacted me to say everything was in place and so I got myself ready for the evening’s entertainment. I arrived well-groomed, appearing as if one of the regular punters and went over to the roulette table, where Ray was currently running the table. I sat down; waiting to see what number fate would decide would be my first bare fuck of the evening. The ball span rapidly around the wheel, until it settled on a black number. “22 Black” called out Ray. He nodded for me to go into his office and told me to strip and then go through the far door into his bedroom. A few minutes later, he entered the bedroom, placed me face down on the bed, tied my wrists and ankles to the bed and placed a manacle over my eyes. “You’ll enjoy no.2”, he said, and then left the room, whilst I awaited my first encounter. I heard the guy enter the room and he was obviously stroking his cock to erection. It was frustrating not being able to see him nor react in any way to the situation. Then suddenly, I felt his full and very thick cock roughly enter me He pushed it in without any lube and it hurt. I started saying how he was going to breed me real good as he forced his way in and out of me. It was a merciless onslaught and I struggled to cope with the width of his cock as he rammed it again and again inside me. He picked up quite a fast pace as he drove his dick in and out painfully. I didn’t know if my innards would cope with the onslaught. The way he kept on about breeding me, I wondered if this first guy was the promised poz guy. When he came he pushed into me firmly and then pulled out, ramming his cock inside me again as more spunk oozed out and then for a third time he forced his way inside shooting his remaining semen deep inside. This really hurt and I wondered if I’d be able to cope with another six fucks. He untied me and hastily retreated before I had time to see who he was. I collected myself together, put on my clothes and proceeding back out into the main casino and over to Ray at the roulette wheel. “I told you you’d have a good time with no.2” he said. Now let’s see what fate brings you second time over.” The ball was dropped into the wheel and it span round and round before landing on red 21. “Have fun”, he said as he ushered me once again to his office. After going through the same procedures, I eagerly anticipated the next fuck, yet wondered how my innards would cope after my first pounding. I got the shock of my life with this second encounter. He was much more gentle than the first guy, Slowly and sensually massaging my buttocks and lower spine, before I started to feel his growing cock slide up and down the crack of my anus. He applied plenty of lube to his cock with aided the sliding of his penis along my crack, until with an easy push he inserted his well-lubed cock inside. It was very stimulating feeling his gentle caress of both my insides and my back. But then I got the shock of my life as he slowly pushed himself forward, both penetrating more deeply and letting his arms and hands push further up my back, for it was then I felt the gentle caress of tits brushing against my back This guy was obviously transsexual, but I was loving it and my dick grew with the sensual manner in which he fucked me. This slower fuck nevertheless had its effects as I heard the soft but husky voice moan as ejaculate entered me! As before I returned to the fray wondering who else was in store for me. This time the wheel came up as red 34. So I was going to experience number 4 as my third fuck of the night. This time although I was securely blindfolded, I was not tied to the bed as before and I was able to lie with my back on the bed. I soon found out why that was. This guy was ready for me immediately. He grabbed my legs and pulled them towards me, as my legs reached the end of the bed, he raised them high in the air so that he could place then over his shoulders. Then his long thin cock entered me right up to his balls. He wasn’t hard like no.2, but he was energetic and pushing his dick in and out at a good rate with one mission in my mind to fill me with his seed. I could hear him building into a climax as his breathing became heavier and the prospect of breeding me was obviously a big turn-on for him. Then with a satisfied grunt he ejaculated into me, my third seeding of the night. I was now in a state of ecstasy of having received these three bare fucks in a row and looking forward to my next fuck. That was until the number came up as red 32. Oh, no, how am I going to manage another round with the thick cocked ravager? My fears were not allayed when I was trussed up again and the man whispered in my ear “you think you got it hard last time?” He forced his thick dick into my mouth. I could hardly encompass it. When it had fully grown, he pulled it straight out and plunged it straight up me with only my saliva and previous seedings to act as lubrication. “Now feel the full force of my hard cock with you!”, he warned. “I’m going to breed you hard!” I screamed as he pushed his thick cock inside, not recovered from his previous pounding. “Shut up or I’ll make you” was his reply. I whimpered quietly. He was not only fucking me with his massive cock, but fingers were being inserted to further stretch me open. It hurt like hell. It was really difficult to hold my screams in. I could hear his chuckling. “I’m going to enjoy breeding you again!” His club-like cock was once again ravaging my insides and tender as they were from the last time he fucked me, I was now in agony, yet unable to do anything about it. He was going to breed me hard. He pushed his bulbous mushroom-headed cock firmly into me and held it there as he was obviously cumming. I could feel some liquid trickling down my leg. Was it semen or was it blood? I struggled back to the roulette table with a slightly awkward gait from this latest bout of fucking. I dreaded the idea a two would come up again. I watched with fear and trepidation as the ball rolled round. “Red 25” Ray announced. He got his very attractive assistant croupier to take over from him. As I looked at her great boobs and long legs, I noticed something about her that made me wonder if she wasn’t the TS that had fucked me earlier. “I’ve got a quick 15 minute break now; let’s make the most of it.” Ray insisted. I was neither bound nor blindfolded and to my amazement Ray started stripping himself. “One of those I asked to attend was unable to make it, so I’m stepping in for him.” I’m entitled to a short break of 15 minutes so this is going to be short but sweet.” “Well, at least I know you’re not the one who’s poz and unmedicated,” I replied. Ray made no comment as he gave me his cock to suck to its full length. When he was fully erect he said “I wanted to do this for a long time now.” And plunged his bare cock deep inside me. He built up a good rhythm as he fucked me faster and faster and the previous spunk helped me cope with the ravages I had faced earlier. Although he was on an obvious time constraint his pistoning in and out as my arse sucked his pole was quite enjoyable and not just for me. Just before his time was running out, Ray managed to unload a fifth deposit of cum. Two more to go for the evening. Ray quickly dressed and hurried back to his duties. I took a more leisurely time feeling quite tired after 5 rounds of fucking. When I returned to the wheel and watched the ball come to its halt, Ray called out black 8. This meant I had to wait for the next round of bet placing before I would discover who was next in my bareback lottery. Ray suggested I take a break, since I looked tired and go over to the bar for a drink, before coming back to the roulette table maybe a bit later. Since I was feeling it, I took him up on his suggestion. When I returned, the ball came up as black 6, so I was going to get a new partner for my pozzing roulette. I returned to the bedroom to be again bound and gagged and awaited my next bareback partner. He started rubbing his cock against my bum crack and I felt it growing bigger by the second, but before he inserted his cock, he placed three fingers into my hole telling me he had to prepare my hole for what was to come. His accent made me think he was black as he obviously came from the Caribbean. As he inserted his fingers, he slowly stretched and probed more deeply. He then started to move his fingers in and out. As he was finger fucking me with one hand, getting my arse to be wider, so he grabbed my cock and started to wank it to attention. Then squirting lube onto his now massive cock, and into my well-stretched and eager arse, he positioned himself ready to spear his large cock inside me. With one great push it was inside me with a plop. He then pushed in and out whilst still holding onto my dick, which he pulled my foreskin up and down in time with his fucking. This drove me crazy with lust and made me begin to think I was going to come myself. He continued to force his way right inside me as his balls slapped against my arse, as he plunged deeply inside. I did all I could to milk his enormous cock with my hole. Then, for the first time, I could feel his big cock throbbing and squirting inside me. My cock was itself close to coming too. He pulled out and commented that it was a pity he was there merely to breed me, but then changed his mind saying “What the heck, there’s nothing stopping me enjoying your cock too”. He released me from my constraints and mounted me. This was a position that I often found led to a quick result. It was true on this occasion as the previous wanking and fucking had already made me very horny and this man rising up and down on my stiff cock was the stimulus I needed to return the favour by seeding his hole too. The guy acknowledged his appreciation and then left me to return to the casino. Last spin of the wheel: who would I get? Would it be one of the others, nos. 3 or 7? Would I find myself being fucked by one of those who I’d already experienced earlier that evening? I hoped it wouldn’t be no.2 as my constitution wouldn’t be up to it. I hoped that I’d already taken the highly viral poz load that Ray had promised. The ball landed and decided my final partner “Black 4”. I was going to be fucked by no.4 again, the prospect didn’t disappoint because I’d enjoyed our first encounter that evening. As before, the guy did not restrain me, but merely placed a blindfold over my eyes and he placed me on my back. He then dragged me to the edge of the bed and placed my legs over his shoulders, so that he could take me as last time. This time, however, maybe because he had already unloaded into me earlier, he could get the same rhythm going and had not once but twice to change my position before he could make it easy for him to plough my hole. He thrust in and out with renewed enthusiasm and quite loud cries, almost to the point I wondered if people in the casino could hear what we were up to. As he pushed his dick inside me, he also moved his dick in an anticlockwise rotation, further increasing both our enjoyment of this bare fuck. His breathing grew heavier along with his thrusts as he built towards a climax and pushed in hard as he released the seventh and last load of semen inside me for this evening. He was somewhat tired after this second bout of fucking and didn’t leave the room as quickly as before, so I managed to get my blindfold off just as he was leaving the bedroom to go into the office to retrieve his own clothes. It was then I noticed the biohazard tattoo emblazoned on his back. So he unloaded two poz loads inside me this evening. I returned to ray enthralled by the experience and admitted I knew I’d been loaded with toxic cum twice that evening as I knew no.4 was the poz unmedicated guy that Ray had promised. Ray looked at me and told me something I hadn’t expected. “In the casino business we ensure the odds are stacked in our favour. Take roulette for instance. We give 35:1 if you choose the right number, but in fact there are 36 numbers plus the zero that you can’t even bet on, so we win more than our clients do. I did the same thing this evening for you. You think number 4 is poz unmedicated, you’re right he is, but then so were almost all those who fucked you this evening apart from my assistant Jess. I met them all at an exclusive venue called the “Fuck Club” and I was responsible for pozzing two of those who fucked you this evening. I must remember to recommend for membership to the club if this recent experiment still proves negative.” So was this “lucky seven” for me or was it third time lucky?

I want to hurt the boy deeply our first time. I drive hard inward to stretch his guts around my full length. A few sharp thrusts from there will reliably draw blood. I withdraw my weapon to wipe the boy's cunt gore on his agonized face and make him taste his defeat. When he accepts my power over him and my right to abuse him for my satisfaction, I can proceed with normal breeding. I might never need to hurt his cunt again, but it's essential that he be forced to yield to my will and learn the price of disobedience.

I not only learned to take ANYBODY, I learned to take it ANYWHERE. Once, I was a cute, butch college boy in an XXX bookstore booth. I was blowing an effeminate old queen (in a fur coat!). He turned me around to fuck me. I whined, "I don't wanna do it HERE." He said firmly, "Well, HERE is where we are." I couldn't argue with that... 😉 LOL. Since then I've been fucked in alleys, on the hood of cars, over urinals, on pool tables... Like a whore.

I want to thank you all for the compliments on this story. I'm going to take a break from this story.

Yes! i was only fortunate enough to be allowed to join one man and his son in my life. It was quite and experience.

my mind. i'm thoroughly into mind fuck, so i try to exercise my mind a lot. The challenge is i hate to exercise solo, and prefer exercising with a trainer.

I watch all guys' crotches (ass too btw even though I am a bottom). But what really turns me on is seeing a guy in a suit sporting a full or half boner. There is something about sexy smart suited guys that turns me on. Don't know why really.

The London Underground is one of the best places to check out bulges. Love it when guy sitting across from me falls asleep with his legs open. I've been caught a few times checking out crotches. Once it even got me a fuck. Hot, hung black guy on the tube. He woke up to see me checking out his bulge. We got off at the same station and started to talk. He ended up coming to my hotel room and fucked the hell out of me.

Slammer is great. Even when it’s slower it’s pretty decent, like late night midweek when there’s just a dozen trashy or spent dudes just looking for one more load before hitting rock bottom lol

Stealth breeding is evil and wrong and I love to hear about studs getting away with it.

I can't stop fantasizing about getting fucked in front of a crowd while getting ducked by everybody in that crowd. I can't wait for cumunion parties this summer

Part 5 Dante Yeah, he was ready for Miguel, but before I could let Miguel have him he needed to be marked as as part of my crew and as my personal fuck hole. I had a guy in the crew who did tats for me and he was waiting down stairs. I said to my new white fuck boy, "Nice job Home Slice, you're ready to take care of a business associate of mine who will be visiting tonight. I know you'll please him just as if you were pleasing me, right?" He looked up at me and enthusiastically shook his head yes with an answer of "Yes Boss." Looks like he picked up on the rest of the crew and acquaintances calling me boss. That brought a smile to my face letting him know he did good. I pulled him to his feet. had him put on a pair of shorts I had for him that were sure to show off his ass and led him down stairs as I let him know, "You are officially going to become a part of my crew now. Remember that your only purpose is to be my fuck hole. No one else will touch you unless I tell you to let them fuck you. I will protect you from anyone who tries to mess with you in any way." By the time I finished going over all that Home Slice, we had reached the room on the first floor where the tattoo artist was waiting. I told Home Slice, "Drop your shorts and bend over the table. This is my tat guy who's going to give you the mark of being part of my crew and that you are my fuck boy. This will tell the rest of the crew to keep their hands off of you as well." Home Slice After being taught how to give a blow job I had to demonstrate my skills on Dante. After swallowing his sperm I earned his approval and was told I'd be fucked by his visiting business associate that night. At first I was a little apprehensive about it, but the way Dante looked at me I knew it would please him if Miguel fucked me that night. He then led me into a room where I received a tattoo signifying being part of his crew and his fuck boy. I was excited as the guy began to apply the tattoo pattern on the outer part of my right butt cheek. As he was about to start the actual tattoo, Dante began to feed me a freshly packed pipe. After the first hit I suddenly realized how badly I needed to be smoking. Before I knew it the tattoo was done and so was the pipe. I was also fucking horny as hell. Dante gave me his dick to suck. It didn't take long to get him hard and as he moved around me I expected him to fuck me. I looked back to see him bend the guy who had just given me the tattoo and start to roughly fuck him. I could tell Dante was only looking to get off inside the guy as he shouted, "Here's your pay for the tattoo!" Each word was punctuated with a hard thrust. I could tell Dante was about to deliver a load inside this guy as he thrusted one last time and, without a sound, fired his load into the guys ass and quickly pulled his hard cock from the freshly bred hole quickly shoving it into my hungry ass. Dante told the guy, "Pull your shorts up and get out" as he began to fuck me with more purpose. Once we were alone he seemed pleased that I didn't say a word as he fucked that guy as payment for the tattoo. Now it was time to pay me for getting his mark permanently my ass that now belonged to him. He took his time making sure I enjoyed this fuck from him since the next fuck I would be getting would come from Miguel. When Dante finally came inside me for what I finally learned was his fourth load since he entered my ass (after fucking the tattoo guy), he leaned down and kissed me before telling me, "Squeeze that ass of yours and keep that cum inside. Miguel likes a cum filled hole." I squeezed my ass muscles as Dante pulled his still hard cock from my hole only to shove back in adding one more load to the mix he already deposited. He finally pulled out and had me put my short back on as he told me that Miguel would be arriving soon and I was to wait for him in his room. He had one of the crew show me to Miguel's room up stairs. I didn't have to wait long when Dante brought Miguel into the room and introduce me as his Home Slice. Miguel I often have to travel to the US to meet with one of my best dealers, Dante. He ran a good crew and never had trouble with the police. The main reason I didn't mind going to see him is that he'd always have a new piece of ass for me to fuck. He knew how I liked them and I was never disappointed. He did tell me that the piece of ass he was giving me to fuck was his personal piece of ass. I knew Dante was always on the look out for an ass he could 'own'. He only had one request of me, not to damage Home Slice (as he called him). When I walked into my room I was pleasantly surprised to see this slim, toned, white boy in a pair of tight shorts. I could see a wet spot forming at his ass so I knew he was already lubed with cum. I love fucking a cum filled ass. Right after Dante left us alone Home Slice came over to me, dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock trough my pants. He then began to work my belt off, followed by my pants and underwear. he took my semi-hard cock down to the root and let it grow down his throat before giving me an excellent blow job. I kicked off my shoes and got rid of what little clothing I had left on before I pulled Home Slice to his feet, pushed him towards the bed and on all fours so that I could fuck him like I bet he needed. Before I could get my cock in his ass he asked, "Mind if I smoke a bowl while you fuck me?" I actually had a better idea. Dante had given me a couple prepared points so I told him, "No! If you want to your meth while I fuck you, you're going to get slammed." I moved to the head of the bed, leaned against the head board and told him, "Show me how much of a Tina whore you are and how bad you want it. fucking suck my dick hard and mount me. If I like your ass I'll give you a nice slam with my cock buried inside your cummy hole. He didn't waste time as he resumed his expert job sucking my cock. He was so good he has me hard quick and before I knew it sat his cummy ass down on my cock to the root with a quite moan of "OH FUCK!" As I promised I took the biggest point and expertly found a vein, sliding the needle in, getting the familiar red flash before emptying the contents. I wasn't the only one surprised by his reaction to the large slam as he began a strong coughing fit which caused his ass to spasm around my cock. He rocked around a little as his cock began to ooze pre-cum. Once he steadied himself I was able to administer my own slam (actually gave myself a double slam). I barely coughed as my cock grew harder within his ass as I told him, "I want you to fuck yourself on my cock." He began to wiggle and move about, moving his ass up my cock before slamming right back down. He was fucking himself so good on me, with the accumulated cum in his hole as lube I could tell he'd get me to cum quickly, then the fun could begin of me fucking him in all sorts of positions. Then it suddenly happened I was about to explode inside his ass when I felt his hole tighten and then flutter open. I knew he as cumming and that sent me over the edge. It seemed that we both shot our first wad of cum simultaneously, mine into his hole, his across my stomach and chest. He only shot a couple times where I flooded his ass with my first load in a week. After he settled down from his orgasm he could tell I was still hard. I had him get off me and on all fours. I spent the next 4 hours fucking him in every position imaginable. His ass was dripping my cum when I was finished with him. I figured Dante would appreciate a well lubed ass for the rest of the night.

This happened earlier about three hours ago. I'm 26, currently unemployed, am ready to attend school next term, and have a 38 year old partner. He's a total top, whereas I'm a bottom. We decided to become "open" after a couple years of being together. He had no problem finding a FWB, but I couldn't find one. After three frustrating months of not being able to connect sexually with anyone, I posted on craigslist. My ad was pretty simple, straight to the point, saying I was looking for a top, and that I'd be ass-up, blindfolded and waiting. I also specifically mentioned with emphasis I only played safe. A few weirdos messaged me with somewhat cryptic e-mails containing numerous miss-spellings. I passed on them. Then a guy e-mailed me his dick pic and a shot of his athletic body. His cock was nice, thick and about seven inches. I responded inviting him to drop in, that I'd be waiting on all fours, a blindfold in place, and a condom on my back. I told him I wanted him to pull the condom on, slip his cock into my ass, and give me a good fuck. He agreed. When he showed-up the front door was unlocked. Hearing him arrive, I pulled on the blindfold, got into position on my bed, and anxiously waited. I heard the door open. I heard him step into my bedroom. I heard his belt hit the floor. He stepped up to the bed, grabbed the condoms that I had left for his use. I heard him rip open the cellophane wrapped. I would even swear I heard the squish as he rolled it down his cock. In short, I was confident he was wearing it as he lined his cock up with my hole and pushed deep inside, not a bit gentle, slamming his cock in and out of my ass in long strokes, never completely withdrawing, however. Part of me was concerned he would slide the condom off his cock and bareback me, using the 'incidental' withdraw from my ass as his opportunity, but that never happened and I was in heaven. After a long and unwelcome hiatus, I was being fucked by a stud who even muttered "Yeah, you're a nice little fuckhole, bitch." His thrusts abruptly stopped. He was cumming, and when his last spurt of cum blew into the condom, he withdrew, at which time I distinctly heard him roll the condom off his cock, including the plop of a full condom dropping into the trash can. Then he took his sweet time getting dressed, leaving in silence, without saying a word. Although I really wanted to immediately inspect the condom, I controlled myself, hard as a rock, but prone on the bed until he left. Then I jumped to my feet, pulled-off the blindfold and removed the condom from the trashcan. The latex was heavy with cum, perhaps as much as half full. I was shocked. As I stood there marveling at the amount of cum he had blown, I detected a weird 'full' sensation in my ass, which was immediately followed by the sensation of a dollop of some liquid dropping into my underwear, where, upon checking, I found a small white puddle of some viscus fluid. I was confused. I went to the restroom only to discover I was full of cum. I went back to the full condom and the cum was cold. Really cold. Which led me to think the load was old and he had filled the condom beforehand, and brought it to our hook-up to fool me. I honestly didn't imagine this would happen the first time I hooked-up with a guy, but at the same time I've found I can't help but keep getting hard every time I think about it. I feel so stupid. Sorry about my spelling and grammar.

I have a "straight" top guy who fucks me periodically and he is the roughest, most verbal top I have had and despite him having bruised me, half choked me, slapped my faced till tears welled in my eyes, pissed on me and in me - I keep surrendering to his needs every time he wants to come over. He has fucked me with toys, fruit, his feet, humiliates me and loves choking me with his large cock - and I always the total domination he has over me reminding me of exactly what I am

I`d had a busy day on the road and was looking forward to checking into my hotel, having a shower and a couple of drinks. My day got worse when I pulled up outside to see there was a sign saying it was closed due to a gas leak in the kitchen. I saw one of the reception staff and she told me there was a hotel on the same street that I could go to. Things were bad but, they went even further downhill very quickly when I saw the hotel. The place I was supposed to be staying in was 5star with reception staff in uniforms. This place had a stroppy black kid who demanded £50 cash for a room. I could here him telling his mate in the back room that he`d just" fleeced some white cunt" which pissed me off no end. he was obviously keeping the cash for himself. Anyway I was in no mood to argue and trundled off to my room. It was suprisingly not a bad room so I opened a beer and settled down. I decided that I would have a shower then try to find somewhere for food. I felt a lot better after a nice shower and went to get another beer from my bag. I was naked when I came out the bathroom and got a shock when that fucking black kid was raking through my bag. I shouted at him to get the fuck out of my room but he just laughed and told me to fuck off. What I didnt know was his mate was standing behind me. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me to the floor. Then he kicked me full in the stomach, he then jumped on me and punched me a few times in the head. He laughed at me and told me" not so hard are you now you white cunt". His mate said" he`ll be hard if you stick that big cock of yours up him Delroy " I realised I was in serious trouble now as the stroppy kid came over and knelt on my arms and pulled my legs right back exposing my arse to Delroy. The kid was called Kenny and he unzipped his trousers and smacked me in the face with his big black cock. " fancy this white boy?" he said wiping his cock over my face. I couldnt move. I was on my back with Kenny kneeling on my arms and my legs up against my chest. I could feel something at my arse, and then real pain as Delroy pushed his huge cock up me." you want some black jizz up you white boy? he said There was nothing I could do. I was overpowered by them and they were `nt going to let me go till they`d had their fill of fucking me. Delroy was pounding me hard and the pain was unreal. His cock was massive and it felt like it had torn my hole. When he came he pushed the full length in and filled my arse with his black seed. "you fucking like that white boy?. you fucking like a load of black spunk up your white arse do you?" He withdrew his cock and wiped it over my face and changed places with Kenny. Kenny slipped up me easily. he wasnt as big as Delroy plus there was a heavy load of spunk to lubricate him. He started to fuck me really hard and I felt his spunk gush out of his cock and mix in with Delroys load. Delroy was laughing " thats a nice loaded white arse you have there boy". I thought it was over but realised that Kenny was still hard, and still up my arse. He just kept thrusting in me and after about 5 mins shot another load up me. My hole was leaking spunk and blood all over the carpet but it didnt stop them. Delroy was wanking himself in my face and Kenny had 2 fingers up my arse pushing all their black seed up me. Delroy was about to shoot and he took great pleasure in blowing all over my face and pushing his big black cock in my mouth making me swallow some of his spunk. Then it was over. They got dressed,still laughing at me. Delroy said he was coming back later with some more friends to " give your pretty white arse a good ganging". Then they left. I quickly got dressed and legged it to my car. I could hear them laughing as i ran past reception still with their spunk running out of my ruined hole .

If you see me around, you'd probably never peg me for being such a naughty boy in the bedroom. I mean, I look like a fairly typical preppy Asian dork- 23yo, 5'11", 180lbs, 34" waist, glasses, wears abercrombie and GAP. But, as you'll gonna find out (and my exes can verify), I'm totally freaky in private. After all, the best way to keep your man happy is to be a kind gentleman in public and a nasty whore in private, right? Hehe. So, here's an encounter that happened about a year ago. Let me know if you guys are interested in hearing some of the more recent... episodes. ================= One day, in the afternoon, I was desperately horny from watching all the shirtless frat boys throw the Frisbee around on the grassy quad of the university. I tried jacking off, but even after cumming into my hand three times, I was still hungry- I had to taste some dick. So, I cleaned out my hole really good, rubbed some desensitizing gel on my dickhead, put on my black mesh jock and drove to a local adult bookstore known to have a few gloryholes in its arcade. (Just to be clear, my original intentions was only to go there to suck some dick. But, I like to finger myself while I did it. So, to avoid any messes, I just ritually clean out whenever my ass came into play. Also, while sucking, I get so horny that even a slight swipe of my own cock could make me shoot. That's why I numbed my dick and wear a jock.) After getting to the place around 5, I noticed that there were virtually no open street parking spots near the place. Being that there's typically only one suckable guy in the place once you reject the roaming trolls and other cocksuckers, I was pretty excited about this. So, I parked about a block away and walked to the bookstore. Once in the store, I greeted the youngish clerk with the obligatory straight boy head nod and checked out his bulge while he exchanged my five bucks for those damn coupons that all the adult bookstores use. Ya know, I'd totally slurp on that boy's rod, if he'd ever let me. Hmm, maybe I already have. After getting the coupons, I went into the dark and dank arcade. It was reasonably clean and well kept for such a place, no trash or urine on the floor. But, today, the hallway was almost completely filled with guys loitering around and about half of the booths had their doors closed and their red lights were on. I briskly walked down the hallway, towards the back of the arcade, as I casually checked out the guys. Most of them were Latino laborer types of various ages, but there were a few white guys there of the "middle-aged and married" type and the "professional late 20-something, just-want-to-get-my-dick-sucked" type. When I reached the very end of the arcade, there was a small crowd of guys standing around, not really doing anything. Out of the four booths that lined the back, the second from the right had its door open. I knew from experience that that particular booth had gloryholes on both sides. So, "Score!" I thought. I quickly slipped into the booth, sat down, put in a coupon, dropped my pants and waited for a dick to appear. Slowly, a medium (about 6"), light-skinned, semi-hard cock appeared in the gloryhole to the left. I got up and gave it a careful inspection to make sure that there's no open sores or what not, then I bent over and took it into my mouth. As I swirled my tongue around the head and slowly bopped up and down, feeling the dick get fully hard in my mouth, I felt something wet touch my hole. I immediately pulled off the dick in front of me to take a look. Apparently, a guy in the booth to the right had passed his entire hand through to the gloryhole and was stroking my cunt with his lubed middle finger. Being that I can't really see anything (the guy's wrist almost completely fills the gloryhole) and that I was almost ready to start doing exactly that myself, I turned back to the dick I was sucking on and went to work. The guy to the right of me was damn talented with his fingers. His lubed middle and index fingers slowly ventured around my hole, teasing it until it was practically wide open, then his middle finger slowly glide around just the inside, occasionally going slightly deeper. Also, he did this thing where he'd almost make this "come here" sign with his middle finger as it ventured deeper and shallower into my cunt. Focusing on the dick I was sucking on was all I could do to not completely impale myself onto this guy's hand. That's when the guy in my mouth started to cum. He shot about four or five good spurts, I swallowed it quickly. As I saw the guy to the left get dressed and exit his booth through the gloryhole, he was replaced by a nicely dressed white guy who literally just unzipped his pants, took it out and shoved it into my mouth while soft; it was a good thing that he's got a good size to begin with. As I slurped around the hardening cock in my mouth, the guy to the right kept on doing that "come here" thing with his middle finger while buried inside up to the second knuckle, which had made me unknowingly back my butt until it's almost right near gloryhole. I was just thinking, "Hey! I'm only sucking on the head of this nice seven incher..." when I felt it in my hole- The guy to the right had completely shoved his tongue in my pussy and was doing this alternating swirling/darting in-and-out combo that had me whimpering while completely pressing my ass up against the gloryhole. Just when I thought I was going to cum from the tongue fucking, the tongue disappeared. I was slightly annoyed, but just as I was gonna move forward to take in more of left guy's dick (after all, I'm a good bottom, I like to focus on my top's pleasure), the right guy slips his cock head into my hole. Holy fuck!! I moved forward to pull off, since I'd only barebacked with my exes in the past. But, as soon as I moved off his cock, the guy to the right immediately shoved his hand through the gloryhole and was gripping tightly onto my balls, not letting me get away. Very slowly, he pulled my ass back until it was nearly pressed up to the gloryhole. Then, with another quick change, his grip on my balls were replaced by his cock in my hole again.By this time, my hole was very relaxed and slippery, so his bare 6-7" dick felt really good pumping in and out at a moderate pace, especially with that warming lube he was using. I couldn't fight it anymore, I just let the guy fuck me while I sucked on the cock in front of me. After about twenty minutes, guy to the left quietly spurted a small load on my tongue, pulled out and left. Just as I was beginning to form coherent thought again from the cock overload, I felt the guy in my hole bury himself deep inside jerked a few times. "Dude! I'd taken a raw load through a gloryhole! I'm a cheap cum slut! What the fuck have I done?!", I thought. Slowly, the guy to the right pulled out of me and I heard his belt clink as he got dressed. His load was slowly leaking out of my hole, I reached back, got some of my finger and smelled it. It was warm, fresh sperm all right. A guy I didn't know had dumped baby batter up my cunt. Dammit, I fucked up big time. Suddenly, I felt a shake and heard the door to the right swing open and hit the wall as the guy left his booth. My wet, cummy hole tightened up instinctively as the cold burst of air came through the gloryhole. For the next few minutes, all I could hear was the guy saying something loudly to his buddies in Spanish, followed by a round of rowdy laughter and sounds of encouragement. Occasionally, I'd hear a few words that I know, like pinga (dick), culo(ass), puto(faggot/whore) and cabron(asshole). Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I knew that that they were talking about me. As my ass slowly closed up from the cool air, I begin to come down from the rush of being banged anonymously like a cheap whore. I slowly straightened myself up, since my back hurt like bitch from being in that leaning and bent over position for so long. Just before I completely stand up, two fingers were rapidly shoved up my boy cunt to the second knuckle. I was totally surprised, since I didn't hear the door open or close on either adjacent booths. But, I'd hardly had time to gasp at the slight pain and surprise when the fingers hooked into my rectum and, together with a thumb on the outside, formed a very effective "handle". With a really hard tug, the hand in my butt pulled my hole until it was again pressed up on the gloryhole. The sudden force of that move cause my gasping mouth to be placed right in line with the other gloryhole. I saw it darken briefly and tasted some precum as a thick, stubby uncut dick was shoved into my mouth. I slipped my tongue under the foreskin to lap up all the precum accumulated there, while trying to stretch out my neck so I can get most of it in my mouth. Since I could get most of it in my mouth without gagging, I'd have to say that it was probably about six inches or so. That's when I felt something slippery and soft get rapidly rubbed/flicked across my slightly open hole, I couldn't help but moan into the cock I was sucking; apparently, I was quite loud, since I heard a brief burst of rowdy laughter and Spanish curse words echo outside my booth. After licking my hole for about five minutes, the tongue disappeared for about five seconds, only to be replaced by a huge piece of meat that went in in one hard thrust. My yelp was muffled by the dick in my mouth and it got the same reaction as earlier. Slowly, my hole relaxed around the big pole and the hard pounding that made the wall shook begun to feel real good... Man, that dick must have been at least 8.5", since my ex was 8" and even he didn't go deep enough to make it HURT. From that point on, I took four more dicks up my cunt and sucked on about half a dozen or so. I'm sure that some of the guys that I was sucking were the same ones who had taken a turn on my pussy, since I could taste warming lube, cum and my own ass juices on their cocks. I don't really know how long I spent in that booth, with my eyes rolled into the back of my head, being filled from both ends. But, after some time, the cocks stopped coming through the holes. So, I cleaned myself up and ventured out into the arcade. The place was practically completely empty when I got out- All the booths' doors were all partially open and all the lights were off. The only other person there was this youngish white guy leaning against the wall near the exit. I briefly thought about sucking him off, but I was really dizzy by that point. So, I simply exited the arcade and went home.

III I need to make my way to the showers and push out this thing and the cum.. As I walk down the hall my head starts to get light and my ass starts to burn.. but more for desire. My hole needs attention. Lust seems to be taking over my body. Its heard to breath for a minute. I stop and try to focus on standing and breathing. I can feel throbbing coming from both my dick and asshole. My ass needs more dick. A guy comes up from behind me and says “how are you feeling?” I turn around. He’s nasty. He has a gaunt face, probably 60, 5’9” and 160 with a few tattoos around his waste. They look like Chinese stars and bug stingers. I notice his dick is pink and has what looks like blood streaks. Fuck, this is one of the guys that fucked me. For some reason i still liked his touch. With one hand he holds my shoulder and looks deeper into my eyes and repeats “hey, how are you feeling? you want some more seed?”. His other hand reaches around to my ass his finger probes my slick hole. I don’t say anything. I don’t deny nor accept his offer. He smiles, showing me his yellow teeth, and holding my shoulders pushes me down the hall. He opens one of the doors. Inside is stained mattress, an unzipped backpack, and a mounted TV playing group bareback porn. He grabs my face and slithers his tongue into my mouth. Im both repulsed and turned on by this old troll. He grabs my dick and I grab his. Both of our dicks are tender feeling but hard and start leaking a precum. I open my eyes while we’re standing there and see the 20 year old from the video room. He’s hot as hell. He comes to the open door and starts jerking his 9 inch fat dick. The old man pushes me backward. I think about my ass needing more attention. It burns for more. My heels hit the bedside and i fall backwards. The old man doesn’t miss a beat and puts his arms under my legs to pin me on my back and expose my hungry hole. I look down at his precum slick dick head aimed for my hole. He spits on my hole. I can feel the warmth of his spit coating my holes lips. He nudges forward and I feel his dickhead sink into me. It feels amazing. He works the head in and out a few times. The boy at the door say “fucking hot, Bill.. good find.” The boy walks over, crawls onto the bed and sits directly on my face. His hairy hole on my mouth. His large saggy balls on my chin. He moans “eat my ass.. rim me dude” I comply and start licking his hole. I feel the thick hair on my lips and tongue and taste the funk and what seems to be slickness from possibly being fucked earlier in the evening. I hear more guys coming into the room and one says with a deep voice “this is what I’m talking about” “nicee, Bill”. Bill is now slowly sliding in and out of me. I hear another guy say “here lets put another shard in him” Bills dick abandons my hungry hole. I feel brutally rough fingers jam another piece of glass deep in my ass. It feels like its in my stomach. It burns but more quickly this time makes me want more dick, deeper in me. Bill fucks the shard deeper in me. He starts to breath heavier and pump. He’s about to cum. I feel his dick flexing harder. The 20 year old on top of me is now stroking my dick as bill is about to climax. Bill moans “ahh here’s another load.. ahh hell yeah” He pulses and jams a few more times. i hear a deeper voice claim my ass next “my turn,.. I'm about to bust” Bill passes my legs to the deep voice guy. I feel his belly press up against my balls and his much smaller dick slide into my cum filled hole. He pumps a few times and growls “oh man, god I love breeding dirty muscle pups.. ahh fuck yeah” I feel his balls jetting into me. I pull him into me even more. I want all of him. I want all of them. He's not enough. He pushes forward as he pulsates. I think he’s making out with the 20 year old. I feel cold hands grab my right ankle. The fat bear climbs off. My other ankles is grabbed. My ass looses some of the cum its filled with. It feels like ounces of liquid oozes onto the mattress. The guy holding my ankles say “fuck yeah, how many loads has this pup taken?” Bill responds “at least 4 so far.. Then another voice says “my load was worked up in there also earlier from when i got head and Rafa fucked him..” Another voice says “Rafa eh.. pup I hope you like all the strains, Rafa just found out he’s full blown..” The man with my ankles moaned and shoved his thick cock in my hole. this one was just what I wanted.. Thick and long. He really stretched my ass. As he pounded the 20 year old scooted back and started working his dick in my mouth. My jaw could hardly accommodate 1/4th of this dick. I could smell ass, spit, and fuck on his dick. He definitely fucked earlier. I felt the guy jackhammering my ass speed up. He moaned and rams hard and stays deep. His dick is so thick I can feel every vain flex with the climax. I feel his cum in my stomach. I wanted all of him in me. I pulled his thighs. He too was old feeling and thin. I grabbed his waist to pull him harder and feel his boney ribs. He leans down to sucked the 20 year olds dick for a moment and then dismounted me. As he slides out, my hole is gaping, cold, raw, and wants more. I grab the underside of my knees to expose it even more. I feel the cool air assist the liquids both sink deeper into my body and chill them running down my crack and back. The 20 year old climbs behind me. He’s next. His dick is so big. The head was as big as the last guys entire dick. It is perfect. He leans into me and kisses me. His young tongue, sweet spit, and full lips are refreshing. At the same time he sinks deeper and deeper into my ass. I want him. He pumps a few times in and out while sinking. I looked around the room. There’s one other guy left who’s jerking. he is about 40 and very hairy. Possibly middle eastern. As the 20 year old starts to speed up the hairy guy positions himself behind the 20 year old. The 20 year old bottoms out and stops. I feel him flexing. He grabs my neck with one hand and leans forward and sticks his tongue in my mouth. I feel him flexing harder. the hairy guy is entering the 20 year old. I reach down to jack my dick. I am already close to blowing my load. My dick is so sensitive. The two of them started to pump in sync. Their weight together fucks me even deeper. My ass was stretched to its limit. I feel all the toxic cum being rubbed into my ass walls but this massive man dick. The pace started to speed up. The 20 year old moaned. “oh.. oh man.. here it cums” the hairy guy groaned also. I couldn’t stop my dick from shooting. He was hitting my prostate and every other part of my insides. I started to shake a with each jet. Again my ass hold tightens around the dick flooding my ass. Pump.. pump.. pump.. My dick jumps at the same time his dick flexes. The two of them fall forward onto me and then crash to the side of me and lay down on the bed. the 20 year olds knot is still inside me but slowly deflating. We were all so excused and breathing heavy.. I doze off.. Everything's black. I see a giant bull with red eyes approaching me. Where am i? My ass is on fire. The bull comes closer and I can see his red firehose of a dick start to emerge from the black fur. It;s glistening with red slickness. Everything goes black. I’m now in barn and I see a giant scorpion the size of a dog and a long black stinger dripping hot white acid. raised above it's body. For some reason I want it’s acid in me. I look to the right and see I’m under under the demon cows body it’s 16” dick is about to touch my lips. I accept it. i put the head in my mouth. It’s dick hole is at least 1/2” wide. I taste salty precum with my tongue. I suck on it and feel it start to flex and pump. A shot of cum fills my mouth. My mouth starts being flooded with cum. It’s so hot and salty. It has thick chunks of sperm. I can’t help but swallow gulp after gulp. I feel the stinger making its way into my hole. It burns but i want it. I feel its cold sharp tip enter me. It sinks deeper and stretches my hole to it’s ripping point and then stops. I then feel a blast acid in my hole. My dick is throbbing. I want more of both. I suck harder on the dick and try to use my feet to get the stinger father in my ass. My dick is about to explode. I wake up. I’m still in the bathhouse bed. I’m alone. My dick is throbbing. I feel my ass and it’s crusted with dry cum and blood. the mattress has blood on it from my ass. What time is it? I need to get to my meetings. Fuck I am so out it. My dick is so hard and my ass is sore but feels good. I rush back to my locker, throw on my cloths and head back to the Courtyard. It’s sometime in the morning. The sun is barely coming up. Luckily I know my first meeting doesn’t start until noon. I can probably get cleaned up and get more rest. As I walk I feel my ass get sticky and wet. I’m surely leaking into the ass of my jeans. As i enter the lobby I notice the front desk guy is an veiny old daddy. He’s probably 60, muscular looking, overly manicured, and looks like he's been around. He smiles at me as I shuffle to the elevator. I look like shit. As I pass him, i know he can see my ass is wet. I wait for the elevator embarrassed but so tired I don’t care.

Part 3 As we drove I reached over and pulled his underwear down, exposing his still hard cock. I admit I was impressed he didn't have Tina dick, at least not yet. I looked at his nakedness in the bright light. He was completely smooth except for his pubes. His face was flushed from the drugs, but it too was baby smooth, making him look younger than 18. He still had some baby fat on him which made me smile. He wouldn't have that too much longer after I turned him into my personal Tina slut. "Play with yourself," I ordered him. "I wanna watch you, but don't cum!" He obediently stroked his little dick, oblivious to the vehicles around us that could see him. I liked how obedient he was! This boy was a prize! In about 20 minutes we pulled into the driveway of his house, a big one that even had pillars in front. It made me think of a plantation house in the south, and I laughed to myself thinking that this time, I was the master! I pulled the Escalade into the garage and we went into the house. Yea these people had money. There was even a pool in the back, with a high privacy fence all around it. Perfect. I noticed a very well stocked bar and helped myself to some very nice scotch. "So why didn't you go on vacation with your family?" I asked. "Fuck them!" He said, flopping on the couch. "They don't give a shit about me. They were happy to leave me behind. Mom's a drunk, and dad's a lawyer. I'm just in the way." Awww, a poor little rich white boy with family issues. Fuckin putty in my hands! "Don't worry baby boy," I said, laying my body on top of his, "Jesse's gonna take care of you." I started kissing him again and he sucked my tongue into his mouth like a hungry pig. My little pig. I took out my pipe and a baggie and loaded a big load. I gave Blake the pipe and told him to hit it. He eagerly sucked in a big hit, exhaling a large, white cloud. "Again." I told him. He hit it two more times before I took it away. "You like that, don't you?" I asked. "Mmmmmm yea." "I got something else you'll like even more." "What's that?" he asked eagerly. "Lets go upstairs and I'll show you." We went up and I found his parents bedroom. I guided him in and pushed him on their bed. He didn't even object. I pulled off my shirt and pulled down my jeans, freeing my semi hard cock. Blake's eyes got real big as he looked at my monster. What really caught his eye was my big P.A. "You ever see one of those?" I asked. He just shook his head no. "They feel extra good." I lied, knowing it was going to tear his sweet hole to shreds. But I was about to get him so fucked up he would be begging for the sweet torture he was about to get. I took my little case out of my pants and pulled out a rubber tube and wrapped it around his arm. "What's that for?" he asked. "Shhhh." I said placing a finger on his lips. "This is the extra special treat. Just trust me." He didn't say another word as I swabbed his arm, he just watched my dick get bigger. Fucking up white boy's made my dick hard. As I stuck the needle into his vein, my cock reached full hardness. I slowly pushed the plunger as my full, fat 11 inches throbbed, ready to forever change Blake's life. I pulled out the needle and released the band. Blake fell back on the bed coughing and I moved like a lion attacking. I grabbed his legs and pushed them back, and before he could comprehend what was happening, I slammed my big, black monster into his cum filled hole, forcing all 11, fat inches into him, balls deep in one thrust. Blake howeled as he was ripped open like never before, and I didn't give the kid a chance to adjust before I was pounding him mercilessly. Over and over I slammed him as hard and deep as I could, digging my P.A. into his guts. Frothy pink cum oozed out of his hole as I shredded his insides, making him forever my bitch. Soon he was moaning instead of screaming as I deep dicked his ruined hole. His head rolled from side to side as he babbled incoherently. "Fuck yea you stupid punk!" I yelled at him as I raped him. "You fuckin take that nigger cock! You're my fuckin whore now! I'll fuckin use you and sell your cunt! You fucking worthless piece of shit! Stupid fuckin white kid pickin up niggahs! Yous a niggah whore now faggot! Say goodbye to your old life!" I kept up the verbal asault as I broke him, physically and mentally. I called him every filthy name I could think of as I told him his new position in life. Soon I was ready to fill him with my seed. "Here you go slut! Take my fuckin load! You fucking niggah cumdump!" I yelled as I pumped my cum into his ripped insides. "This is what you are now bitch. I own you! You gonna make me some money!" I pulled my spent cock out of his bloody cunt as he softly cried to himself. "Shut up bitch and clean off your Masters cock, you worthless pig!" He opened his mouth and took my messy cock into it, cleaning off the mess like a good bitch. When he was done I grabbed my phone and started making some calls.

Part 2 I picked up my boy and bent him over the chair. "Stick out your ass baby," I instructed him, and he arched his back showing me his sweet little pink cherry. There are few things I like more than the first taste of a virgins hole, and this one looked luscious. I kneeled down and lightly kissed his pink pucker and he slightly moaned. I licked around the outside a bit before I planted my lips against the sweet, sweet hole. Damn he tasted good. So fresh. So sweet. I dug my tongue in as far as I could, tasting my fresh new victim before his hole would become a gaping, sloppy gash. I ate that boypussy for a good 20 minutes while my baby boy moaned like a little whore. I finally pulled myself off of it and pulled out a little baggie. This baggie and some nice size rocks and I pulled one out and placed it on his opening with the tip of my finger. Slowly I pushed it into him and he hissed a little as it started to burn. I just slid my finger in deep, and worked that rock around into his tender membranes, rubbing it hard while he continued to moan. I turned him around and sat back on the chair, pulling him into my lap. He went crazy kissing me, trying to devour my tongue. I started pinching his nipples which only made him crazier. I knew I had me a true slut. I stood up and gathered up his clothes. "We're going to change booths," I told him. He looked a little confused, but was already too high to disagree. I stuck a finger up his ass and guided him out into the hallway toward my favourite booth, one that had glory holes in both sides. It was time to put my bitch to work. We passed several men in the hallway, some who knew me and knew what I was up too. They leared at the naked boy attached to my finger, knowing what was in store for him. I closed the door in the new booth and pushed my boy down to his knees. Almost instantly a cock poked through a hole, hard and dripping. "Suck that cock baby boy," I told him. "I want to watch you suck it." I held the poppers under his nose as he took several long drags, fueling his lust further. He crawled to the cock and started sucking it. I could tell he was inexperienced, but that was ok. I let him take his time, and he was doing ok. Soon the cock started to shoot, and I pulled my boy off after the first couple squirts in his mouth so the rest could go on his face and hair. My boy was going to be a dirty bitch and I wanted him to start looking like it. Another cock appeared on the other side and my boy didn't have to be told what to do. He dove on that cock as I held more poppers under his nose, reving him up more. This time I held his head and pushed it back and forth on the cock, forcing it down his throat, stretching him open. When the cock started cumming I pushed his face right against the wall so it was shooting down his throat. Then I pulled him off and coated his face with the rest. He was starting to look like a real cumslut. More poppers and a third cock to suck, and I started fingering his hole. Quickly I had two, then three fingers sliding in and out as the third cock erupted in his mouth. Without being told he pulled off and milked the rest of the load all over his face. Damn he was easy, and I knew he was ready for the next step. The next cock that came through he started sucking it. After he got it nice and wet I pulled him off and turned him around. More poppers and I grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them as I pushed him down on the cock. "Sit on it baby boy," I breathed in his ear. "Relax and let it in you." The kid was so high it took no effort before he had the cock all the way in his pussy. I just held him against the wall as the cock drilled in and out of his hole. He moaned and grunted while he took his first fuck. "Good boy. Now you're learning what your pussy is. You're gonna make Jesse real happy!" He just continued to moan as the cock pumped his ass full of cum for the first time in his young life. Without even pulling away from the hole in the wall, a new cock quickly pushed into my boy, fucking him and getting his hole wetter and looser, and depositing another load in his guts. I opened the door of the booth and saw a buddy out side. I handed him the bottle of poppers and told him to keep an eye on my bitch for a few. "Make sure his holes are getting used! I'll be back very shortly" I grabbed the kids clothes except for his underwear and left the arcade. I tossed his clothes into my car, taking his wallet out of his jeans. I could sell his clothes easy for a few bucks. The Jordans should bring a little more. Then I grabbed his keys and went to the Escalade. I looked in his wallet, $300 bucks in cash, not bad. Stupid kid didn't even know enough to not bring money to a bookstore. A couple credit cards too. Wouldn't take me long to run them up. Daddy would just think they were stolen anyway. I looked around the Escalade for anything else, but found nothing. I looked at the kids ID. Blake Darby. He lived in the Heights. I knew it. Big houses up there. Blakey boy was in for a wild couple of weeks! I returned to the arcade, and slipped into an adjoining booth. I wanted to watch my new slut in action secretly. My buddy just stood there as Blake rode another anonymous cock through the hole. He looked blitz and he just pushed his ass back onto the partition, taking it as deep as he could. My buddy knelt in front of him and fed him his cock. Blake sucked it like a pro already. I watched my boy get spit roasted through the hole as both cocks filled him with more cum. I decided we had spent enough time in the bookstore and it was time for the next phase. I entered the booth and looked at my new slut. Cum dripped off his face and leaked out his no longer virgin hole. I just grabbed his shorts and told him to put them on, we're leaving. He didn't even hesitate or ask where the rest of his clothes were. He pulled on his shorts and I stuck my hand down the back, sticking two fingers in his dripping cunt. I guided him out into the hallway and out of the bookstore to his vehicle. I tossed him in the passenger side and off we went to Daddy's house in the Heights.

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