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Part 51 OMG, my very married straight friend just got bred while passed out by a very hvl poz cum while passed out and nothing I can do until he wakes up. Here I was trying to stop and had indirectly led to this possible pozzing. This whole situation seems to be completely out of my control. Me getting a lot of poz cum in me and starting meds and now my friend gets loaded without even knowing it. My mind is still in a turmoil about me and now a friend gets fucked hard. How the hell am I going to tell him when he does wake up? Guess the best way will be to just let it out, after all it is partially his own fault slightly for dropping his pants and bending over the picnic table passed out. We shall have to see. I said the heck with it and went back inside my place to do some more thinking. I didn't realize that Randy had followed me in until I sat down on my couch. He was still stark naked and his swinging meat drew my eyes to it and I knew I was almost drooling at the thought of what that beauty could do to my hole. I wanted to do more thinking, but the sight of that huge cock was too much to ignore. Randy immediately noticed me staring and said, "I can tell you want this. I hear you started meds so you might as well enjoy. You aren't going to catch it now." As he was saying this he was walking towards me and I couldn't move. It was like the bounce of his cock had me hypnotized. He reached down and pulled me to my feet and then started taking my clothes off of me. I didn't have that much on now anyway, just my shorts and a Tshirt and nothing else. I was soon as nude as he was and then he pushed me back down on the couch. He thrust his cock at my mouth and I opened it and tried to swallow it all, which is almost impossible as big as he is. I slurped and licked him until he was as hard as nails. Then he pulled back and shoved me down on my back. Then he pulled my legs up and apart. He then knelt between my legs and guided his cock to my hole. All the time he was doing this he was looking me directly in the eyes. As his cock hit my hole, I gasped a little and then he slowly started to push into me. Slowly, oh so slowly, in and more and more until he was buried and I could feel his balls hit my ass cheeks. He was all in. He never took his eyes from mine as he started to fuck me. Faster and harder he went, driving his cock as deep into me as he could. Our eyes remained locked on each other's, hardly blinking at all. Staring deep into each other's souls as it were. Both of our passions increasing as minute after minute passed. He tipped me further up as he was basically pile driving my hole now, the sweat rolling off of us. I wrapped my legs around his body holding him tightly and lifting myself onto his cock with every inthrust he made. Willing him to his deepest penetration possible and both of us moaning our pleasure loudly. Finally, after a good half an hour his movements became a little more erratic and his cock seemed to grow bigger and harder than ever. I could feel the first spasms of his orgasm start and he almost yelled that he was cumming. As he drove one last time deeply into my ass, my own cock, which I hadn't even known had become hard, erupted at almost the same time as his did. He continued grinding his hips and cock into me for another good couple of minutes with my legs tightly pulling him closer to make sure every drop of his cum got in deep. We finally collapsed, kissing each other deeply and enjoying the aftermath of our sex. It had been amazing after not doing anything for a week. I don't know how I had stayed away from this hot sex that long. I was totally satiated as I had ever been before. Then as we laid there cuddling, I heard a gasp.

34. Rey, Tony and Aaron just finished working on both of Eric's and Louis' celebratory tattoos and piercings. To celebrate their rebirth as gay poz pigs, no longer straight neg husbands. Louis' huge biohazard tattoo was placed right above his ass. He also got both of his nipples pierced. His cock was rock hard the whole time Rey and Tony were working on him. Eric got even more work done. His biohazard tattoo now proudly rested above his cock. His PA piercing made his cock look so fucking hot, just as his giuche piercing did! His nipple piercings felt so good on his nipples with all the added weight. He also got septum ring. He ended up almost creaming his pants with his newly poz load. He looked like a real pig. A couple of days later, their drastic change in "look" didn't go unnoticed. Both of their sons were... a bit weirded out. They wanted to know, who were those "new friends" of their dads. So Eric and Louis decided to get Tony and Aaron aquainted with their sons first. Tony and Aaron came over Eric's house. Both boys and Louis were there too. Lenny was Louis' son. He was 19 years old, around 6.1 feet tall. His hair was dark and he took from his father in his hairyness apparently, because Aaron and Tony immediately noticed how hairy his arms were. He was a good looking boy indeed. Eric's son Blake was even hotter. 5.8 feet tall, 19 years old, Light brown hair, handsome face... one hot lad! They agreed to have a luch in Eric's house. Aaron was feeling really good... being observed nonstop by both boys. The debate was in full action in a few minutes. Tony felt weird watching the sons and fathers exchange their opinions on what was happening lately. "I finally wanna see where the hell are you every other day dad!" said Blake angrily. "Ok. You can have what you want!" growled Eric. Let me know what do you and your cock think!😉😈🐷🐷☣

I am a 48 year old bottom that learned the joys of BB sex in my 20s. It was a long week and I had been traveling for work missing my regular fuck bud. I finally got home late Friday night had a beer, striped down and collapsed in bed. I fell fast asleep thinking about the fuck I was going to get tomorrow. In the wee hours of the morning I started to wake from my sleep realizing that a weight was on top of me, then realized that my ass was stretched full. A big hard cock was slowly working its way in and out of my ass. I was being fucked while I slept. I yelled out WTF get off of me dude. The owner of the big cock up my ass said a “shut the fuck up bitch - take my cock”. Then he said ‘I’m gonna breed your ass”. He then pounded his dick deep and hard up my ass balls deep. I didn’t recognize the voice. I tried to squirm away but my arms were pinned at my side by the guy fucking my ass. As he continued to plow my ass the pain was intense, I was scared and screaming, begging him to stop . Again he told me to shut up and take it. Tears were flowing down my checks as the big dick continued to use my ass. I realized I was being raped. I tried to turn to see who was using my ass but his full weight of his chest was on my back as he pile drived my ass, my arms were above my head being held down, so I was pretty much not able to move or get away. The whole time I was being fucked the guy fucking me kept telling me to shut up and that he was gonna breed my bitch hole. That I was his bitch now and that he owned my ass. He starting fucking me faster and harder. I could feel the wetness of the sweat dripping off his body as he pounded my ass. I was on my stomach with my legs spread wide and could feel his balls slapping against my ass making a slapping sound each time his cock bottomed out in my ass. The pain of the big cock is gone and I start push my ass back on his cock. I am surprised that my begging him to stop has turned into begging him to fuck me. He hears and says “that’s right you want this don’t you?” I am covered in sweat and yelp each time that cock hits my prostrate. I am a moaning bitch for his cock. Here I am being held down and being rape fucked in my own bed. Oh and I am loving it. My ass feels so good taking that cock. All the time I am being tucked he keeps up his verbal assault calling me his slut, his bitch and telling me to take his cock and that he is gonna breed my hole. I am moaning and groaning loving the fucking I am getting, but thinking what am I gonna do after he is done fucking me. I have a ball bat under the bed I think I can reach but my arms are being held down. I don’t wanna hurt the guy, but feel the need to protect myself. I think to myself I will just grab the bat and ask him to leave after he shots his load up my ass. Ok I have my plan, enjoy the dick pounding my ass, but when he comes that is my chance to go for the bat. He starts grunting and moaning saying he is gonna cum, and bred my ass. Tells me to take his load here it comes bitch. I feel him slow his assault hear him groan. I feel him shake and shudder and feel the warmness of his cum up my ass. He releases my arms as he slowing moves his hips sliding his cock in and out. I reach for the bat and somehow turn away from him. As I turn back to tell him to get the fuck outta my house I realize that he is the friend of my best fuck bud. My best fuck bud comes into the room and says “welcome home dude”. “Hope you enjoyed our welcome home present”. They both concocked this. The guy who fucked me was a hot 28 year old Hispanic guy with a 8.5 inch uncut cock with big low hanging balls. They told me that they really worked hard to get that big cock up my ass before before I woke up. They told me as they worked my hole with their tongues, fingers, spit and lube I was moaning in my sleep pushing my ass back to them. I still can’t believe I didn’t wake up. Turns out we both have had the hots for the Hispanic guy, but never did anything till now. The Hispanic guy and I are a mess covered in cum,sweat and lube. The three of us jump into the shower to clean up a bit then back to bed to continue our fuck fest. They got me good, I thought I was being raped till the very end. Oh and I did get my revenge on my fuck bud but that is another story.

Just had a horny fuck with a very horny black lad from the gym. He’s about 6’2” tall & wearing a skin tight top, skin tight compression pants and shorts. He saw me checking out his gorgeous body & big legs in the mirror while he was doing squats on the Smith Machine. He must have read my mind cos I kept wondering what was hiding under his shorts, cos as soon as it was just us in the free weights room he dropped the shorts and started doing his squats facing me giving me a good look at his big soft dick & huge balls tightly packed in his red sweaty compression pants! I licked my lips discreetly and started grinding my arse as I did my preacher curls. His cock responded instantly, he had to stop & put his shorts back on. As he did I put the dumbbells back, gave him a wink and & headed to the showers. Sure enough he wasn’t far behind me, I left my shower door open & he took the shower directly opposite. We were the only ones in the showers & there were only 3 or 4 guys in the locker room. I turned & gave him a full arse show as bent over washing down my legs. When I turned back he was rock hard, stroking his huge uncut black cock, he was all natural too, gorgeous hairy chest & belly going down to a nice big hairy bush, big hairy balls & gorgeous big hairy muscular legs. Being the slut I am my cunthole is always ready for taking cock. I crossed over to his shower & shut the door, I had a quick suck on what was easily 10” of thick uncut black meat before turning & easing it up my hole with the help of his heavy pre cum flow. As he started to slowly thrust I told him this was a little taster, if he wanted more he’d have to come to mine & smash me hard. I squeezed his beast out & left him with his big cock twitching! He followed me out a few minutes later with a huge semi flopping around in his towel. I was nearly dressed so I gave him my address & number & told him I’d be ready & waiting for him. He txt me when he arrived & I told him to come around to the back gate, I was in the garden waiting for him. I’d put some rugs on the lawn & was laying with my legs open ready for him. As he walked in he growled & stripped off, his huge hard cock bouncing as he strode towards me! He got down & shoved his tongue deep in my hairy hole! I was in instant heaven, this lad knew exactly how to please a horny slut like me. He deep rimmed me, spat in my hole then plunged his massive thick veiny uncut cock balls deep in me. His big hairy balls were now hanging quite low & slapping hard against me as he thrust hard fast & deep inside me. My nipples are wired to my hole & as I started gently rubbing the tips I started moaning & groaning with pure ecstasy! Every thrust in & out sending waves of pleasure deep in my guts. He responded by getting me on my side slightly leaning back on him & fucking me from behind while he worked my nipples with his big fingers. With his big bell end working my prostate too It wasn’t long before I could fell my orgasm building up, I told him I was getting close so he fucked me even harder & started calling me his horny slut! It was a strong explosive orgasm, I roared as my legs trembled, my now rock hard cock flopped about squirting my thick load everywhere & my cunthole gripped his big cock in spasms! He grabbed me & roared as he thrust hard into me dumping his big thick load balls deep in me! I could feel his cock pulsating inside me, he thrust in & out a few times making some of his cum squelch out. When he pull out he got a mouthful in his hand & fed it to me, I licked his hand & cock clean. He stayed rock hard & after 10 minutes of kissing he got me bent over the garden table & plowed me from behind for about 10 minutes before picking me up & bouncing me on his big cock. He was close to making me orgasm again when he growled he was about to cum! As soon as I felt him pumping inside me I climaxed & shot my load all over his hairy abs. He carried me back to the rugs as he bred me, I reached back as he lowered me down & started kissing me as he fucked his cum deep inside me making my sloppy hole fart & squelch! I gripped his cock hard with my cunthole as he told me he’d put his baby in my belly! 🍆💦💦💦💦💦💦

I've been chatting on and off with a young guy attending the local college. He's 21 and wants to fuck someone bareback. Describes himself as fit with an above-average sized uncut cock aching to breed a willing hole. We've been chatting for a few months now. At long last he agreed to meet on the condition of complete anonymity - dark room ass up face down. I immediately agreed and gave him the address. He said he was less than 5 minutes away. I begged for a little extra time to clean up and get ready but not enough to scare him off. I wanted his load and he's been a long time cumming. Ass up on the bed he texts me that he's here. I text him to come in and I take a hit of poppers. I've clean up and my asshole is lubed and ready. I hear him fumbling with his belt and his pants fall to the ground. He climbs up on the bed and while he lubes his cock I take one more hit of poppers just for good measure. I groan as he works his cock into my asshole. I love the feeling of the weight he's using to leverage his dick into my hole. When he's in and starts fucking he pushes my ass down into the bed and tells me in a low growl to "get down". He fucks me slow but deep with an unpredictable rhythm. If my move my ass up to meet his thrusts he growls at me to "get down and stay down". He finally settles into a rhythm and fucks the shit out of me. Picks up speed and dumps his load in me. Pulls up his pants and he's gone. Never saw his face. Can't wait for the next time.

It had been months, if not a year since I had a hook up with anyone. Spring was here and I was getting a deep seated craving for a fucking. I was on the various websites and getting no where. Seattle is full of bottoms and full of flakes so I was striking out. I did have an ongoing exchange with one guy but timing and logistics seemed to get in the way. We were both starting to feel like the other was a flake. With my cravings at a rampage I made one last attempt to hook up. His as profile said he was a bi total top and "looking for submissive bottoms that know there place is to relentlessly take my big cock until I am done breeding your hole". That was what I was looking for. He also added that a bottom had to "have the stamina to take long fuck session in missionary position, with legs over my shoulders". It had been a while since I have had any cock and he was packing a thick 8 inch black cock, so I was a bit worried I would disappoint him. But ohhh how I wanted him. I usually get fucked from behind, I have only once or twice been fucked on my back, I was really interested in how this position would make me feel. We'd been messaging back and forth with no plan or commitment on his On Father's day we missed the window of opportunity and he said that he would have gladly fucked and breed me on father's day. I pressed and we made a plan to meet that Monday. I prepared myself both mentally and physically. He is 15 years younger than me and that is just at my age range limit. He was pretty athletic and I am average and could afford to use a few pounds. He had an amazing cock that made me weak in the knees, my saving grace was that he loved the way my ass looked in the black lace jock I had on in my profile pictures. Monday evening arrived. All day we texted back and forth hot messages. He was less verbouse than I but his declarations about how he needed to cum and wanted to breed my ass multiple times was all it took to get me in the mood. I hung out at a local coffee shop until he was done with his errands, awaiting his text inviting me over. The anticipation was excruciating. I was squirming in my seat, I had prepped myself fully and had the lace jock on underneath my jeas. Any caution and worring about how I was about to get pounded and bred by a complete stranger was gone, I was uninhibated and I loved it. I passed the time on the chat here at this site and got the guys on the chat cheering me on to go get that cum. I was so ready. His text came, and I showed up to his place. A small studio apartment on a steep hill in Seattle. Typical single guy place, lived in but not dirty. He was 6'3, beautiful black skin, wearing basketball shorts that showed off a bulge of a semi hard cock. I walked in stripped to my jock and got on the futon on the floor. He kept messing around with his computer trying to get some porn playing and not paying me much attention. I was in a frenzy so I took it upon myself to start sucking his big cock. It was semi hard, I took it all in my mouth and started working it for all I was worth. Trying to show him that what was before him was hotter than what the computer could show him. His cock grew, he reached down and rubbed my ass... while still trying to get his internet conected. He eventually let out a moan and I finally got his full attention. Both hands were on my ass and his strong fingers starting playing with my hole. I jumped at the feeling and melted into his hands. He shifted and started giving me a full slow face fucking. I gagged but kept at his hard cock. His cock was hard and throbing and felt so good inside me. I got excited about how he was moaning and holding my head onto his dick. He pulled me off and pushed me onto my back. I knew this was coming and as I fell into the bed I felt mysel excited about taking that big cock in my hole. He put a pillow under my hips and pulled out some lube and stroked his cock until it was slick from head to balls. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into position. I was loving it, he was taking me like I wanted to be taken. I anticipated the pressing on my hole and the pain, but he slide into me like a pro. I gasped and he held on to me pusing his full length into me and pinning me down. He towered over me humping his throbing cock into me, breaing me down and opening me up. I was experiencing pleasure from each throb and taking his full length. I matched my breathing to his thrusts and worked my ass the best I could to milk his cock. My cock, confined by the lace jock, went from hard to that semi erect state that I only experience as a bottom. My pleasure shifted from my cock to my ass and where his cock was filling me. His slow rythmical fucking drove me wild. My body came alive. I felt pleasure radiate from where his cock was to my lips, my hands, my chest, my nipples. I wrapped my legs around him fulling giving myself to him. I was in heaven. I ran my hands along his muscled arms, his chest, his hips, I wanted to feel him in me and on me. Turns out getting it missionary style was hot! He pulled my legs over my shoulder and his fucking went from slow, methodical deep strokes to a faster pace. He folded me into and started pounding into me. His thrusts pushing me into the bed. I started moaning, loudly, so loud that he put his hand on my mouth and told me to chill. I couldn't it felt so good. His pounding got frenzied and was opened up and surrendered to him. I don't know how long this went on, but we both worked up a sweat. His pounded moved me away and every now and then he would pull me back onto him. That action of being pulled onto him and wanted was hot. Drove me nuts. I could feel his cock in me, raw, warm and slick. He worked his pace up and annonced he was going to cum in me. I said YES. and with that he arched and shot his load in me. I could feel the warmth of it and I loved watching his body convulse as he came. I was proud I had gone the distance and made him cum. I love the feeling of it, I love the raw lust of it and I love the submission of opening up and taking another man's cum. I thought he was done with me and was going to roll off, but then I remembered what his profile said. He stayed hard in my hole, his cum seeping into my tender ass. He then let my legs down and moved me to a different postion and started fucking me again. I cried OH MY and he said he stlll had more cum to give me. I gave into it, taking him, he started rearee above me and was slow and forceful, taking full pleasure from my cum filled hole. I was moaning again, loudly, he put a washcloth in my mouth to keep me from being too loud. The pleasure was coursing through my entire body. I was carressing his nipples, holding him as close as I could, I actually wanted to kiss him, that was how good he was making me feel. After a while he moved down and laid on top of me. His muscles and his weight on me. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight and pushing my tight tender hole onto his cock. I felt so good embraced and filled like that. His mouth was near my ear and I could hear him moan. I knew he was enjoying my ass. I started whispering in his ear... "yes, fuck me... your cock feels so good in me, i want your cum". That seemed to turn him on because his humping me got harder, he started moaning in my ear, grunting like a man possessed. I loved it. That was the first time I was fucked like this. I became unable to use words and all I could do was gasp and moan. I held on tight as my whole body quivered and shook, he had taken me to the point where I was a quivering mass of a fuck toy. That seemed to be what he wanted. He gasped out the words... "you're gonna make me cum". I replyed with a Yes cum in me, i want your cum. I did, making him cum and taking his load was what my entire being was focued on at that moment. I don't know how long it took, I lost track of time. He held me tigher, arms around me, my legs spread taking him as I felt him flood me with a second load of cum. I thoght he would pull away, but he stayed for a while, I quivered uncontrollably. He held me tight and seemed to relish feeling what his fucking did to me. Eventually we pulled apart and I practically passed out. He got up and started back at his computer trying to get his connection. I eventually gathered my senses, got up and took a shower. I said thanks, he didn't meet my eye but mumbled a yeah that was good back at me. I left feeling amazing. I am not fully into missionary position.

Beautifully put bbzh! I’ve been in a married open relationship for 20 years. To me sex is my hobby. I love it, I’m good at it and makes me and others feel good. Simply put, if I spent hours collecting Star Wars memorabilia or building train sets, or even watching sports, no one would care. But somehow because it’s sex everyone cares! My husband and I met at a sex club and he loves that I love sex. Recently I was at Paddles, got gang fucked by 5 guys in the sling and went home and told him all about. Like bbzh said, be the best cumpdump you can be and love that you are one. Others will love you too for it.

Last test was seven months ago. I was on prep then but changed doctors/insurnace in 2019 and just didn't bother testing again and refilling. Been off prep for about 4 months and haven't slowed down barebacking! Was a fuckin wild pride month and holiday! Almost never ask status. Got tested for gono in June, came back positive for it. Refused the HIV test then. Enjoying the freedom of no fear risky barebacking! Not sure when I'll want to test again.

Chapter VII OMG, what just happened? I was just enjoying my boyfriend, Nigel, get fucked by our new friend, Randy, with his POZ BBC. Then, before I could realize what was happening, Randy had dumped his hot load in him, spun around and flipped me on my back and plunged his cock in me. He then fucked me like I had never been fucked before and dumped his poz load in my ass too. It was scary as hell, but oh so very hot also. We all laid there cuddling in the aftermath of about the hottest sex we had ever had. I could not really fully understand what had just happened. I had been fantastically turned on with our flirting and then helping to get my boyfriend, Nigel, fucked by a huge poz BBC, but wow, the tables had turned and I had gotten fucked by that same cock. In now had a load of hvl poz cum deep in my own ass. I laid there stunned by this fact. My next rational thought, was of Randy and Nigel still making out and then getting up. They both stretched their hands towards me and helping me to stand up also. Once standing, Nigel led us all to our bedroom. There we all climbed in bed where we spent the rest of the night making out and Nigel and I each got two more loads of Randy's hvl poz BBC cum in our holes. Randy's stamina was amazing, but now we will have to see if it takes in us or not. We all slept until late in the morning after this night of hot sex. Then, we all arose and showered and Randy then departed. Nigel and I went back to bed where we proceeded to make love. For the first time ever, for us, we did not use a condom. I could still feel the hot poz cum in his ass. We then fell back to sleep and did not wake until it was well after noon. When we finally arose, we found we had messages from Randy, thanking us for a fantastic night and to inform us that he had got his nerve up and asked Justin for a date and it had been accepted. He also told us that Justin had revealed to him, to start with, that he had to tell him something first and that he was POZ and also not on meds. He was really excited and wanted to know if we wanted to make it a double date. We messaged back that we would be delighted and how about a movie followed by drinks at our place if they wanted to. I figured that Randy had a new boyfriend and that Nigel and I would be safe from any more poz cum. It had been terribly hot to see my wonderful hot twink boyfriend get poz cum in his hole, but the tables had turned and I had been loaded also. Nigel had received 4 loads and I had been loaded 3 times, a lot of hvl poz cum from Randy's BBC. We set up a time to meet them at the restaurant for dinner. We arrived and Randy introduced us telling Justin we were Seth and Nigel. Justin commented on the fact he thought we were even cuter twinks than Randy had told him. He told us that he had had a liking for twinks with small cocks for a long time and actually got his gift from a small twink cock. He loved to see them even though he preferred being fucked by a big cock more. After a very pleasant supper we all headed to a bar for drinks. The bar we chose also had a dance floor. Randy and Justin proved to be quite good dancers and put on a good show. Nigel and I were pretty fair ourselves and were having a good time rubbing against each other, at time with me grinding my hard cock against his ass. I noticed Randy and Justin doing the same, but trading back and forth with the grinding. We took a small break and returned to our table for another drink and some talk. Randy and Justin seemed very happy. After a bit Randy asked Nigel for a dance and as they headed for the floor, Justin said to come on Seth, let's join them. When we reached the floor, Randy was already grinding, what I could see, was his very hard bbc against Nigel's ass. They both seemed turned on wildly. Before I could react, Justin was behind me and was grinding his very hard bbc against the crack of my ass. Both Randy and Justin pushed Nigel and I over a little so their cocks were up against us even more and rubbing not only our cracks but our holes as well. Nigel and I were facing each other closely and soon our lips were locked together in a hot kiss. It was an amazing experience and we both were turned on a lot.

Part 34; Once my punk was done with using and humiliating me he left for a few floors down to the East wing, to his soon to be permanent living quarters, to sleep, now that he had gotten what he wanted. I had been used tonight by multiple beings / entities, and they had all left me; SOILED! I had all kinds of bodily fluids on me and INSIDE me; Spit. Demon-Cum. Piss. And here I was, flying high on tina, NEEDING more use and abuse, with no one to help me. I spent some more time rolling about in and rubbing my Master's filthy, oily fuck fluid all over my body. I also found myself laying on my back, gripping tightly onto the back of my thighs as to spread my legs as wide as I could, and kept repeating over and over; - I irrevocably give my soul to you for eternity, my Dark-Lord. BUT, he wasn't about, so, for now my soul was still mine. I don't know how, but at some point I drifted off to sleep, on my now slippery bedroom floor. All things considered it is not surprising that it was not a deep sleep, but enough to see more of my jumbled up dreams / nightmares. My dreams were frequently flitting between snuggling on the couch with my recently departed boyfriend Richard, and being here at the mansion being spit roasted by two EVIL entities, who were part Human, part Demon, and part Werewolf. But to that part of my jumbled dreams where I was being spit roasted, my beautiful Golden thick curly locks had been shaved off. I didn't like that, as in reality my hair is my thing. I am very proud of it! Yet again I saw in my dreams the Doctor arriving with two sick and frail looking men in wheelchairs with faces I could not make out. Why did this image keep coming to me in my subconscious? My sleep was also very broken as I was frequently waking up, only to drop back off again shortly after. Just before I woke up properly for the final time, I was dreaming that Sir had set up a table and chair by my bedroom window with a huge sumptuous breakfast with his delicious chilled homemade Elder-flower drink. I was eventually woken by Sir who was doing something in my room, walking back and forth to the window, making quite a bit of noise. He was only doing what I had just seen him doing in my dreams. What was going on with my brain!? - C'mon pig. It's 8am. The Doctor will be here to see you in 4 hours. You should eat. Keep your strength up. He was correct. I must eat. And, I was again super ravenous. He picked me up off of the floor, and put me in the chair, where I was faced with my very own mini banquet. I eagerly tucked in, whilst I enjoyed seeing the clear blue sky outside, and the sun rising. Usher was already out and about sorting out some of the overgrown bushes with some makeshift tools. I loved watching him in action doing his passions of his work. After I finished replenishing my nutrient stores I very soon dozed off in my chair. I guess not only was I very hungry, I was pretty sleep deprived too. THEN ... ... I was awoken to a vehicle driving in. I looked out of my window, and watched this black van with blacked out windows park up. And out from the drivers side came a figure in an all white uniform. He went to the back of the van with Usher and Sir joining him. They all seemed to be quite a while back there and I couldn't see everything that was happening. Then this all in white uniform figure was directing his hand gestures towards the main front door to the mansion, and in to my view came Sir & Usher pushing these two very weak and frail looking men in wheelchairs. They were wearing hospital gowns, just like I saw in my dreams. And now I know why I was unable to make out their facial features in my dreams. Firstly they were quite a long way off, plus, they were also wearing oxygen masks. I suddenly became aware again off the tingling of the deep scratch mark across my navel that the D-E-V-I-L 👺 had caused. I looked down at it, and could still see these weird things wriggling inside the wound 🐍🐍. I suddenly became engrossed in this wound, losing my awareness to my surroundings, and where I was. What were they? Their movements seemed to be enhanced due to my belly being so heavily distended. I simply stared and stared, in a complete trance. - So you must be Charlie! I looked up and got quite a fright. This stranger who just walked into my room was very much sinister looking. He really did unnerve me. He was the man from downstairs in the all white uniform. He was wearing white trousers, and a white jacket, with white shirt, black tie, and white shoes. His hair was thin, jet black, and brushed back. His eyes were a very dark brown that they almost looked black, and there seemed to be no life behind them. His face was a pale white, with his cheeks sunken in. He really was frightening me. I froze, and was unable to respond. - I am Doctor Stanis, and am here to sort out what I have been told is a Gono infection, and, give you an examination. I'd like you to sit on the edge of your bed for me so I can take a look. - I cannot move very well. My abdomen is heavily distended. - I see. Well, I am sure you can manage it. I want to see how you move. Goodness. He wasn't even going to help me. I had to somehow lower myself from my chair to the floor, crawl to the side of my bed, and haul myself up. And aside from the pendant around my neck of a reverse pentagram, with a symbol within of my Master's Master, the D-E-V-I-L 👺, I was completely naked. As I crawled along I could tell he was perving over me. I sat on the edge of my bed, and he pulled my foreskin back; - Oh yes, that is a very nasty infection. We'll get that sorted out for you. He cleaned the back of my hand with an alcohol swab, and, IN went a cannula. I wondered why he was doing that if I was only going to be having one shot to clear the infection. I dare not question him. He injected a syringe of medication to clear the Gono infection, and coldly walked out of my room.

35. "So this is where you both been so much?" asked Blake towards Eric and Louis. "What is this place?" Lenny added. Eric and Louis looked towards each other and then to Tony and Aaron. Eric sighed deeply: "You sure they can handle the truth?" "Trust me. They can." replied Aaron with a smile. Louis started spitting out his confession fast. "Well, boys. The truth is me and Eric have been long unhappy with your mothers. Then we came into this place, met Tony and Aaron and discovered our hidden cravings and desires. Desires for mansex. Hard, filthy and perverted. This place is a tattoo and piercing parlor and a sex club all at once. This is where we spend so much time now. There. I just said it like it is!" He looked to Tony. He nodded. Both Eric and Louis looked at the boys for a few seconds before Eric asked: "So... what do you say? You wanted the truth and you got it." "Uhmmmm... I don't know what to say." Lenny said. "I mean... we love you and support you... but it's a bit too much to take all at once." "I understand. If you want you can take your time." said Eric. They stayed at the DEIMOS for around an hour... the two dads and sons were sitting by the bar, while Tony got each one a pint of beer. They were talking it out. "Uhm..." Blake laughed nervusly after a long and overwhelming conversation. "I... I... I like your tattoo and piercing actually dad." he laughed towards Eric. "I saw the tatt while you were changing, it looks badass." "Does it mean you're poz?" asked Lenny and added: "I read that somewhere." "Yes it does. But don't worry. Me and Louis have access to meds if we need them." sighed Eric. "Hmmmm... ok." "You know... if you boys wanted any tatts or piercings... Tony and Aaron here would do it for free." "Really?! That'd be amazing!" The boys said. Tony and Aaron both nodded. Let me know what you think.😈🐷☣

I saw a picture of a bunch of nude guys on a beach and several (possibly) couples seem to have them on... by the way they sat on blankets... would be hot to imagine them as 'poly-amorous commitment rings' where they are 'together' but both have pledged to let and encourage their partners to be available to any sexual partner raw and promiscuously! The thought makes me tingle!

Don’t go on prep and still enjoy sir after sir dumping his seed. Good boys just take it and accept it

Met up with this scrawny, uncut, middle eastern guy. He’s a multiple cummer. Over the course of two hours, he shot eight loads into me. My hole was a sloppy mess. 🤤

I was ten when I started. I knew I was different from other guys, but I didn't know how. I was with a 14 year old (his brother and I were friends). We would skinny dip at this pond in the woods behind their house. His brother and I headed out before him because he was doing a chore or something, and while we were getting naked his brother got a hard on. I felt this natural instinct to just get down on my knees in front of him and I didn't say a word. He didn't even say anything to me, just looked straight ahead while I sucked on his dick. He pulled out after a few minutes and jacked off in front of me while I'm still there on my knees. Right before he came, he said, "Watch." He cummed a little on my chest, then he ran into the water after he recovered from the high. He didn't see that I used my finger to pick up a glob of cum and put it in my mouth to taste it. I was addicted to sucking from then on. I think that age is pretty natural time to start.

I would definitely have no shame in performing. Knowing I could being watched by anyone and everyone in such a “sleazy” situation, I’d love it 😍

Got a tap from a young guy on Grinder one day. He is a cute black kid with a nice cock. Wanted to fuck BAD. I decided, though at work, to take an hour off and pick him up. He got in my car and I stroked his cock. It was rock hard, very prominent through his silky shorts. We drove to a local business tower, the upper levels are almost empty and the bathrooms almost never used. Going into the handicap stall, we close the door and both of us drop our pants and underwear. His cock is oozing precum, so turned on. I turn and face the wall, leaning forward to give him easy access to my ass. He brought a small container of lube (that kid thinks of everything) and lubed me and his cock. Pushed in and started pumping. Hugging me, he kisses the back of my neck while pushing deep. Feels fabulous! Not too large, not too small, just right! We aren't disturbed by anyone coming into the men's room. He keeps pumping, pulling out occasionally to slap my ass with his cock, then plunges back in. After about 5 minutes of good fucking, hje's panting and picking up speed. I know my reward is coming (literally) very soon. He plunged deep, groans and I feel his cock jump and pulse inside me. So hot! He pulls out with a wet plop sound. I clench my ass to keep his load inside me. He said he shot 7 big strings in me. Damn. It felt so good, wet, sloppy. I drive him back and return to work with paper towels stuffed in my undies to catch any cum that might seep out. Since then, the kid won't stop pestering me about fucking me again. Says he loves my ass. I know I loed his cock.

My cock is almost 8” and very thick and straight, so it gets attention when it’s hard or hanging out. When I’m being my cumdump self, I sometimes wear assless jock briefs as @Willsuck4cum suggests above. They keep my cock tight inside and my ass fully exposed. But there are a few tops that go hunting for my cock and if they pull it out I do what they say..most just want to play with it, not suck it or get fucked.

I have a top friend who doesn't like to fuck me unless I already have loads. The best place to pick up random loads where I live is the adult bookstore. Past all the individual rooms there are a couple of video rooms in the back. One of them is dark most of the time. I moved into the darkroom and could hear guys giving hear around me. There are several sofas in the darkroom. The front one was occupied so I made my way to the back one. Nobody was back there but a couple of flashlights from guys in the front followed me as I went back there. I stripped naked in the darkroom, bent over the couch and waited. Somebody followed me back there and was on me right away. He had a decent dick and was ramming me so hard I couldn't hit my poppers. He kept whispering in my ear, calling me a little slut and a cum whore. When he shot his load I felt it deep and he shoved extra hard to keep it in. I started to leave to go see my top friends with my fresh load but somebody else pushed my face all the way down into the crack of the sofa and shoved his cock in right away. He liked pulling all the way out and then jamming his head and cock back inside the hole. The first couple of times it made my knees wobble as I jumped then he started into a rhythm. I was just getting into this when somebody else, (I think his friend) pulled him off and took his place. His cock was fatter and shorter and he only managed a couple of strokes before he blew his load up my ass. He pulled out right away and his friend was back. It took him a while but i heard him moan and then he shot a nice load that started to drip out as he pulled out of me. Other guys had their flashlights going, looking at my cummy ass. I stayed for a bit but when there were no more takers, I pushed as much of the cum back in as I could then drove over to my top and backed onto the bed with him and onto his cock. He made fun of my sloppy pussy as he was dropping a huge load of his own. I like it when I can make him happy by grabbing some anonymous loads.

My younger brother walked into my house when i was fucking my bf bareback in the lounge room. My brother used to live with me for a few months while his house was getting built so he had keys. Didn't realise he was coming over, the shock on his face was disbelief. He knew i had been with women before but had no idea i preferred men. He does now. 😂😂

Last night I decided to go to Steamworks Toronto for about 6 hours (8PM-2AM). What an interesting night! It depends how piggy or not the guys are with whom you play. I tend to love and crave the piggier of the lot. Like always, I did get, "I don't want to cum now" and even one guy, who started to play with my nipples and I started to suck him off hoping for cum, said, "I don't want to cum!" WTF! Back to the bb fun. Early on, I noticed a cummy hole on a fuckhorse in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp dark space. I asked him if I could rim him. He agreed. Cummy holes are dessert for me. This got me hard instantly and I got to fuck his hole too. Hot muscular beefy guy around my age. At one point I go attracted to a younger tanned guy who wanted his dick sucked. It was a very small cock, very thin. I'm sure that he was on something as he couldn't get hard nor could he cum. I tried and tried and tried. Alas, no cum. Move on. I did manage to get three oral loads by hanging out in my favorite part of Steamworks Toronto -- the back narrow darkroom. The first cock was long (around 7 or more inches) and he had a bush on that cock. I sucked him a few times there. The last time I asked him for his cum. And boy, was he ready! He pushed his cock all the way in my mouth and filled it with a beautiful hot creamy load. He was affectionate with me, this younger tall Asian guy. I kissed him with his own cum. He thought it was totally hot. So did I. Another younger black guy I knelt down to start sucking his cock. It was flaccid. His cock kept growing and expanding in my mouth. I've never sucked a cock I dubbed, "The Monster", like his. Over 10". My mouth was at its limit. I did get all of it in my mouth. A taster's delight! It was early, and he wasn't ready to cum. The second guy to cum in my mouth was ready to cum. I only saw him from the waist down. He was moaning a lot and liked my cock-sucking skills. I was rewarded with his cummy load. The third load, too, was in that same darkroom. I asked him to cum in my mouth. He wanted to. Love guys like that. I also got rimmed by someone in that darkroom after he sucked my cock. It was short but hot. He left the darkroom. I wish he would've continued. All in all, a fun night!

I would travel to the ends of the earth to seek the infection that I truly deserve and crave. Thank you for inspiring me, DaddysHand!

There are a few of my readers of this story that are very kind with their appreciation by giving 'up votes / likes'. That in itself I very much greatly appreciate, and indeed does spur me on to CREATE more depraved filth 😈 So, if you like what you read and want to keep this story going, then, give to get! 🐷 Stay piGGy ~ DaddysHand 🧔

Part 33; I don't know where my Goat-Beast was getting his 10's of litres of his Demon-Seed from, but, it just kept on flowing, as he pumped out two large 💦 SQUIRTS 💦 each minute for the next full hour. I did not envy who was going to have to clean his mess up, as it was now flowing over most of my wooden bedroom floor. But, there comes a time when even the horniest of Beasts need to rest, and with one last LARGE 💦 SQUIRT he transformed into his 🦇 form, and flew out the window, leaving me there, soiled, off of my head on tina, with a belly FULL of his diseased rotten filth! - Why don't you take a handful of chilled Beers and spend some time with Charlie. I believe our Master has left him for the evening, and I have some household stuff to be getting on with. - Yeah, sure, why not. My sexy skinhead punk wanted to look his part for me, so, went to his room first. He had been given the First floor to the East wing. He hurriedly put on his 26 hole Black Grinder Boots with red laces, again wearing nothing else but them, naked and booted 😈, went back down to the ground floor to fetch himself several chilled Beers, and made his way to the mansions newest piGGy. Just like I was on the marble plinth the other day I found myself rolling around in and rubbing all over me a foul smelling, Deep-Green, grotesque, extremely t☣️xic, thick and oily, revolting load of filthy Demon-Seed. I felt like such a nasTy pig. It felt so liberating to embrace the piGGy within. Not only was I rolling around in it and rubbing it all over myself, I also found myself like any self respecting nasTy pig SHOULD, on all 4's slurping up the foul bitter oily fluid. I was actually 'oinking' as I thoroughly enjoyed my special Demon Cocktail. In walked my stud-punk; - Oh look at you. Look at you. Covered in VILE cum of the Master to this grand place. Slurping it up off of your bedroom floor, and oinking whilst you do it too. What a fucking nasTy PIG you are Charlie! He sat in the Green Chesterfield armchair that was in a corner of my large bedroom, and relaxed, continuing to drink Beer, and smoke Weed, whilst watching me roll around, rub myself, and oink oink oinking all the while. 👦🐷 After a while he summoned me to kneel on all 4's in front of him, with my body parallel to his chair. As I was unable to walk properly at the moment I crawled to him. And that was me for a while USED as his very own personal foot-stool. He started to spank my cute smooth and pale bubble ASS cheeks ... - Go on Charlie. Oink for your punk. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - Good little piGGY. And again. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - YEEEEEEAAH, you are a filThy pig alright. And again. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - FUCK YEEEEEEAAH. If you weren't plugged now, I'd be sticking my t☣️xic Death-stick up your nasTy pig-cunT. I guess we'll have to think of other things to do. He continued to spank both my ASS cheeks until they went from their usual pale white colour, to a deep red. - Right, now I want you to be on your knees in front of the fireplace just like you were earlier with your Master. Again, I walked on all 4's like a 4 legged creature. A de-humanised, red ASSED, cum covered, cum filled, nasTy pig! He got up and walked over to where I was kneeling, and ordered that I open my mouth wide, and keep it open until otherwise instructed. He took one last large swig of his Beer, and his fat toxic Dick entered my mouth. He placed his hands either side of my head, closed his eyes and mouth, then began to make strange noises from his throat as I could tell he was deep in concentration. And THEN ... ... SPLASH. His first lot of HOT PISS hit the back of my throat. - CLOSE your mouth pig. My mouth soon filled up with his Golden salty fluid, and I like a natural got into a steady rhythm of swallowing as his piss gushed out ... **GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP** Then I kinda fell out of rhythm a bit. I think probably because he was pissing faster than I could swallow, and I started to choke, and splutter. Taking his fat wet Dick out from my mouth he continued to piss all over my face, and body. Like earlier with my Master I leaned back placing my fists on the floor behind my torso, letting my punk's piss flow all over me. He felt GREAT! And THEN came the spitting in my mouth, on my face, and slapping my face hard. - You nasTy pig. I know you crave to become p☣️z, and I can guarantee, you are going to get exactly what you want. And M☢️RE! You are an absolute fucking nasTy whore! I could not do or say anything except look up at him and smile in strong agreement as I received more of his Golden Piss, spit, and hard slaps. 💦👋

Part 32; Three sets of footsteps left my room, leaving just my Master and I. 🐐👦 He walked over to the window, staring out, to watch the two vehicles leave. Several minutes went by, and finally two engines started up, and I heard the cars drive away. My past was at last leaving me to get on with the here and now. The Beast turned around, looking at me with his horned Goat-Beast head still in flames, and his eyes still excited in their molten-lava state. I wanted to go to him, but I was fixed to the spot, as once again my abdomen was so heavily distended with his delicious t☣️xic Demon non human DNA filth, which always affected my walking and balance. Naturally, he took control, and slowly walked over until he was standing right in front of me, with his torso of thick Beast hair nestling on my young smooth D-E-V-I-L 👺scratched distended belly. I grabbed hold of his hips for balance, and slowly lowered myself until I was on my knees. I looked up at my Beast, feeling his thick slippery EEL Dick bang against my torso, throbbing in it's excitement for it's nasTy pig that knelt before it. 🐷 And without looking away for a second from his excited molten-lava eyes, I took his Demon Dick in my hands (I certainly needed to use both), and again stuck my tongue inside his 1" wide Gono pus dripping infected inflamed urethra, eagerly flicking my tongue in and out, very happily lapping up his filthy stinking discharge. His musky smelling Demon-Dick was increasing it's frequency and intensity with its twitching, and pulsating. I could most definitely feel it becoming more engorged. I thought to myself, he must be getting more and more excited, and I thought correctly as he cocked his horned head in flames to the ceiling, and commenced in letting out a constant stream of deafening demonic roars, one after another after another, with his broad hard chest of thickly layered dark demon hair opening itself out wide, and his just as hairy arms extending out at a 90 degree angle, with his claws flaring out. And THEN, with my tongue still buried deeply inside his Gono inflamed urethra ... 💦 SQUIRT 💦 ... He let out a dose of his diseased, Deep-Green, bitter tasting cum. And with my tongue positioned the way it was my mouth was instantly flooded with his wonderful Demon-Seed, some of it hitting the back of my throat with no choice but to swallow, and lots of it also overflowing from my mouth, over my chin, and onto my chest and my cum filled distended belly. Sir and Usher had been gone for about 15 minutes now, and during that time my horny Master was SQUIRTING out a dose of his beautiful delicious DNA around 4 times per minute, every minute!! FIFTEEN litres of HIS cum, especially for me, his cock-hungry, cum-loving nasTy slutTy boy. 💦💦 👦💦💦 My entire body was now heavily drenched, including my long thick Golden curly hair which was now darkened, sodden, and clinging to my forehead. As well as my body being drenched from head to toe, I found myself now also kneeling in a HUGE oily slick puddle of my Master's dirTy t☣️xic muck. I felt like a true pig in its natural environment, and, I had never felt happier. As I continued to lap up my Master's Gono pus between his 💦 SQUIRT's 💦 of cum in my mouth and over my body, I heard our car pull up. Singular. My boyfriend was gone. GOOD! Another 15 minutes passed by before Usher & Sir returned to my room, during which time my Master and I kept up a decent rhythm of our current play; Gono slurping. Deafening Demonic roars. 👹 Demon cum SQUIRTS 💦 ... They only returned very briefly where Sir informed our Master that Doctor Stanis would arriving tomorrow at midday to treat my active Gono infection, and as a new patient giving me a general examination. - C'mon Usher, we'll come back a little later. My Master is obviously heavily involved with playing one on one with his new boy. They both went to the dining room on the ground floor, lit a whole load of candles, and kicked back, relaxing, chatting, whilst drinking Beer, and smoking Weed. They took the opportunity to now bond to a deeper level. Usher said he'd probably go in about 3 days or so, as originally planned, to sort out stuff his end, so he could make the transition to move here properly. Sir began to divulge his own journey here with our Master. He came here much like me, but eventually had no choice but to lose his soul to the Dark-Lord. Those who do lose their soul are no longer living humans, and depending on an array of factors will determine what they will become in their new immortal state. Meanwhile, upstairs, I let go of my Master's EEL Dick, and leaned back sweating and panting placing my fists on the ground behind me, as I needed a quick breather. The Beast didn't though, and continued to SQUIRT his h🔥T Demon cum over my chest and belly. I smiled up at him; - Oh Fuck YEAH. Defile me my Master. Treat me like the fucking filThy whore that I am. I L☢️VE being your dirTy sluT Master. 🐖👦🐖

Part 31; - 'L' - Hail Master. Yes Master. - Take the red rubber hood off of MY Charlie. - Yes Master. Sir came over and removed the hood, so, I could see and also my long Golden locks were for all to see, especially for my boyfriend, who could see all the sweet features of his boy that he was losing because of one foolish error on his part. So there they all stood; Sir, my boyfriend Richard, and Usher. My face for now was transfixed solely on my boyfriends face so he could see my expressions as I embraced and enjoyed my new life of Darkness. It was time for him to see once and for all and to accept both of our paths in life were now very different. As my Master continued to mercilessly fuck me I simply had a super focused stare with my face repetitively contorting as it smiled, expressing a deep piGGy lust for Dick, Cum, and a VERY strong DESIRE to submit to a depraved, filthy, diseased ridden life of pure Evil-Darkness. 👺 And not once did I avert my gaze from my boyfriend's eyes. My pure soul was raging in the flames of H🔥LL, and he had to see it for himself. It was quite a show being put on, with the 5 other bats now on my window sill enjoying watching the latest developments unfold. No one said a word for the next hour (except for me) as my Master who was now fucking me ferociously, ploughed my now CONSTANTLY flopped out hungry-pig-cunt. As for me being the only talker, I during this hour BEGGED the Beast on 20 occasions to 💦 SQUIRT 💦 his oily Demon-cum deep inside, and, he DID. With each squirt of his cum my tummy became more and more distended just like the other evening. And again, it was physically hurting and uncomfortable, BUT I was now at the same time really proudly holding my Master's filthy virulent venom. - 'L', the Goat-Hoof Butt plug is on his bed over there, bring it over, and when I withdraw, I want you to plug him. - Hail Master. Yes Master. Once he withdrew and I was plugged, my Master moved away from me and stood by the window. Time to test my boyfriend, who after a several minute pause of everyone stood still in silence walked over to me, and knelt before me, looking up and over my D-E-V-I-L scratched Master cum-filled distended belly. - My Charlie, PLEASE my Darling, let's go now. They've let me go. Let me take you home where I can help you, and keep you safe from the perils of evil. Your place is not here, it is with me, leading a good wholesome life. 👼 My hands rested on my distension, and I groaned, moving my head in a circular motion as my eyes fluttered with euphoria. - I can't come. I won't. I NEED cum. I NEED dick. I NEED to be infected with whatever is on offer. This is my life now. Oh fuck I NEED the D-E-V-I-L to FUCK me again. - Oh Charlie. I wish I had never left you for a second on that dance-floor. He then started to pray, at which poinT, my Master walked over, and in a calm yet authoritative manner, spoke; - Richard, Richard. Give up. You have already lost him. He has gone. He belongs here with us now. You will now leave my mansion, get in your car, and leave my property, and you will NEVER return ---> 'L', escort Richard to his vehicle, take our car with 'U' as your passenger, and drive behind Richard to the gates, and make sure he LEAVES. Then, I want you to call 'Doctor Stanis' to come as soon as possible to take a look at MY boy's Gono infection, and for a general check-up. - Yes my Master.

My muscle ass was hungry for big dick and I got it. Not soon after arriving at the bathhouse (which is so hit or miss) I found this hot kid with a nice thick 7.5 inch cock. Pretty face. Slightly athletic body. I fell in love with his ass and decided to try and fuck it. He couldn’t handle my cock. I went nice and slow, but it didnt matter. At least he took it bare. He was halfway hard and rather than waste it, I stroked him up and sat on his fat dick. He fucked like a champ and kissed good too. 5 min into the passion I could feel him tighten up and let loose a BIG load. Got it him out of my room and immediately found beautiful tall muscled black guy with a big 9 inch cock. As soon as he pulled it out, I grabbed it and said my room. I sucked him, rode him and the lied on my stomach and let him take control. Asked him to film a vid so I could send to my hubs. He obliged. He pumped my wet ass for a while before he rewarded me with his seed. Went home to husband happy. Sent the video right after we shot it so he knew what I was doing.

I hopped in the car on the way over and told Lukas that I wanted his beautiful girl on her knees when I walked and him right beside her so he could coach her on slowly pulled my cock out and have her nurse my dick fully clothed. Then slowly pull my dick out and suck and lick my head and see how much she could take. If he really wanted to score points he would put a blindfold on her and tell her what he sees to get her excited. She should be in bra and panties and Lucas a jock . He text back Hot!! Text me when you get her and I will text you back that we are ready and the door will be open just walk in and we will be in the living room ready for you. I shot back Great! See you soon! I pulled up and text him and he text back two minutes later that they were ready, I opened the door and there she was in her bra and panties and blindfolded and he was right beside her in a jock, I could see the side of his ass and fuck he had a beautiful ass. His head was turned to me and he smiled and stared at me I could tell he liked what he say and he had a hot little body and face too. He would be easy to pimp out once I turned him. I told him to start telling her what he saw and I could hear the excitement in his voice as he told her. You are so lucky, he is a tall Nordic good and even better looking then I told he he would be. He is wearing jean and a belt and he has a huge bulge in his pants for you. I came up and stood in front of them. He continued to tell her I was wearing a tight t-shirt that showed my pecks and big shoulders and arms and I had a sleeve on one arm that he had not seen in the pictures. I told Lukas to take her left hand in his and to guide it to my bulge and show her. He grabbed her hand and guided it to my bulge and rubbed her hand on it, he could have let it go but he kept his hand right here holding hers and part of his hand was rubbing me. I told him to have her hold part of my belt while he unfastened it and once it was loose to have her go back to rubbing my bulge while he unbuckled my button and unzipped my pants. He paused but did 30 second later, He had my pants unbuckled and he started to unzip me taking his time, he licked his lips, not sure if her realized that he did that but I said nice, He looked up and I smiled. I told him hot hot this was, tell your girl how hot this is having her feel my big dick and make it grow. He whispered in her ear, you like his big dick don't you? She said yes softly you want to feel it, taste it don't you? Feel it inside you? She got louder and said yes. I told Lucks to work my pants down but leave my underwear on. He did while she rubbed and I grabbed her hand while Lukas struggled to keep my underwear on and pull my pants down to my knees. I placed her hand on my rod and let her feel it push against the fabric and I instructed Lucas to untie my shoes and pull them off, He untied them both and then I lifted one and then the other while she kept rubbing my dick. Now that my shoes were off I lifted on leg and told him to pull and he did and I was free and then l Lifted my foot and had him pull off my cock. Then the other side. I thought fuck my little str8 boy was really great at following instructions. He had done far more than most the first time and I had only been there 30 minutes. I told him to hold her hand and show her hot to cup my balls while you two kiss. While they were kissing I told him to move her hand to my dick and rub and while he did his hand hit my dick first and he rubbed my cock and she rubbed another part and when he came up he realized he had hold of my dick and he stopped. I told him to pull my briefs down enough but do not pull my cock out, He did and she rubbed my head still trapped in my briefs. I told him to hiss her again and he did and he touched my skin and kept his hand there while she rubbed my head. Bring her closer while you kiss her, I want her to suck the head of my cock through my underwear. He did and they were kissing right next to it and I pressed my head into his face and he pulled away and stared at my head and the wet spot with precum. She did not wait as she started to suck my dick through the material and he moved her head over to my wet spot. She moaned as she tasted my precum. She had only been there 30 sec and I told them to kiss. He made out with her, I knew he was tasting me on her tongue. Then she went back to sucking my head and I told Lukas to pulled my briefs further down so my dick was about to pop out while she licked it and she worked out my head and my entire dick slapped her in the face. I was leaking and precum was running down her face toward her lips and i told him to lick her lips and as he did the precum was right there and I watched him rest his tongue so he could catch it and he did not kiss her after he pulled back and swallowed it and then kissed her so she could taste it. He then guided her back to my dick and she started to suck it. She was licking my head and sucking on my foreskin and being a good little hungry cock sucker. He looked like he was jealous, I told him to tell her what a good job she was doing. How great her mouth felt on my dick. She worked my dick for five minutes and I said now it is your turn and he started to get up and I told him no don't go anywhere. Pull out your dick and he pulled out a nice 8" dick uncut like mine and I told him to hold my dick while he moved her hand to his dick, he slowly put his hand around my dick to hold it while she sucked and licked and then I told him with his right hand take her off my dick and guide her to yours. I thought he would let go of my dick but he did not. She started to suck him and he instinctively started to jack my cock a little. I continued to precum and he could not help but watch as my dick was leaking and a line of precum dripped off and hit his leg. He leaned in and licked my head, I thought fuck dude that works for me. He seemed to be upset with himself for doing it as he never looked at me and tried to not look at my dick but kept jacking it and when the next drop was about to fall he licked it again and stayed there a little longer and then again would not look at me. I said fuck she is going down on you like she is hungry. He did not say anything and then this time as I was leaking he sucked my head for about a 30 second and then stayed there and licked my head. I knew this was going to be a fucking while night!

Part 39 - Where Life Takes You Callum rubbed his tired eyes sitting on the toilet his ass still quite sore from the pounding Tony gave him the night before, he pulled a couple of sheets of toilet paper and standing up he tenderly wiped his ass. Looking down in to the toilet bowl he saw the unmistakable string of discoloured bodily fluids, pressing the flush he wandered back in to the coolness of the air conditioned bedroom, he slipped in to bed and settled back down. He movements disturbed Adam's sleep who rolled on to his side facing Callum his arm automatically laying over Callum's chest, his eyes were still shut as he was somewhere between sleep and consciousness. Adam gave a purring moan slowly running his hand across Callum's very smooth baby like skin, watching Adam he saw the corners of his mouth move producing a sleepy smile, he moved his hand and laid it on top of Adam's arm. He could hear Tony and Steve were still in a deep sleep and smiled to himself remembering last night when their desire to have sex had pushed all boundaries out of the way and what a fitting way to finish their trip to LA. Steve and Callum had always retained an open policy but never overnight stays and last night was the first time they had sex together in a group, they loved each other without doubt but sex had become routine with them which is why they kept their relationship open as it made their love stronger for each other. Callum giggled quietly as Adam's hand and moved up to his neck and quite by accident he found himself with one of Adam's fingers in his ear. He tried to contain himself but his ear was one of his erogenous zones and he was now biting his lip to keep quiet, he felt Adam move slightly then the feeling of his moist lips kissing his neck lightly. Callum could sense Adam was awake but he tried to remain quiet but Adam was no fool, he moved his head until his lips and tongue penetrated in to Callum's mouth. Quietly and with deadly stealthiest Adam slipped on top of Callum and between his legs, his hand yanking Callum's leg around his hips and kissing him deeper his hand guided his cock towards Callum's hole. Adam's kiss smothered Callum's mouth preventing him making any noise, slipping his cock inside causing Callum to arch his back slightly as he tried to push more in but was already at base, Callum kissed Adam back passionately as he began pushing Callum's ass down hard against the mattress, closing his eyes at the delight of Callum's tight hole gripping hard on his cock. His insides felt the friction and he wanted to moan loudly partly in protest but also desire, the precum began oozing and his back lowered as a new sensuality of slickness and comfort in the fucking took hold. Callum moaned and grabbed hold of Adam as his eyes opened wide then half lowered his neck now arching up as the sensation of Adam's fucking brought him over the edge, his fingers dug in to Adam's back as he felt the signs of ejaculation beginning in his cock, his legs wriggled his cock struggling against the tightness of Adam's body against it preventing any jerking movement, it was almost as if he was being prevented from releasing his seed. As much as it wanted to fire in orgasmic spasms it could only pulse and release coating Adam's stomach. With all his might he tried to remained quiet through his orgasm, with Adam's mouth locked deep on to his it was the quietest orgasm he had experienced, thinking he could last longer at fucking this time he was surprised to feel Callum's clench hard around his cock. Adam's hand rested over Callum's head holding him in place as he pushed his hips up hard, the vice like grip Callum had on his cock was almost pulling the seed from his balls. He kissed Callum frantically and harder as he pumped the young British boy full of his wholesome American seed, deeper and deeper he pushed until he finally laid on top of Callum 'Morning' he said quietly with a big smile on his face. Callum finally catching his breath looking at him 'Morning' he stroked Adam's face as he leaned towards his now flushed face to kiss him. They both giggled looking over at Tony and Steve who hadn't stirred at all whilst Adam was doing Callum inches away from them. Adam pulled a pillow up next to Callum's head so he could lay his head down, his cock still buried in Callum's ass as he laid on top of him, they kissed and petted for nearly an hour before they fell asleep with their mouths touching each others as if frozen in position. Tony woke up with Steve in his arms and spooning up against him, he had a semi but honestly he was so fucked out from last night after he finished fucking Callum for the seventh time. "I think someone already got fucked this morning" Steve said stroking Tony's arm. Tony kissed Steve's neck "Is that a hint?" he asked rubbing his semi hard cock against Steve's ass. Steve patted his leg "I'm to sore at the moment, later definitely" he said tugging the hairs on Tony's leg. Tony chuckled "Thank god, I am running on empty at the moment" he replied. Steve turned still held in Tony's arms to face him "It was an amazing night". "What the hotel opening or me opening you?" Tony replied with a smirk on his face. Steve smiled and kissed him "Both but you opening me was the highlight". Adam stirred and looked over "What are two talking about?" he asked grinning. Steve looked over his shoulder "Are you inside my boyfriend?". Adam nodded then licked the side of Callum's face "eeww" Callum squeaked from somewhere underneath. Adam managed to ease his cock out of Callum's ass and climbed off the bed announcing he was going to have a shower before they went down, Steve rolled out of Tony's arms, good idea he commented jumping out of bed and grabbing Adam's hand. Tony looked over at Callum who giggled and moved into his arms kissing him deeply. That afternoon Callum and Steve stood outside of security hugging with Adam and Tony one final time before they boarded their flight back to London, Daniel and Jordan had already flown back to Barbados earlier. Callum was very teary as they said one final good bye. Steve turned to Tony "We are going to miss you both" he strained trying to stop himself from watering up. Tony hugged him harder "You are both amazing guys and really happy your in our lives" he replied. "Promise you will come to Barbados in April when we start our 3 months?" Steve asked looking seriously at Tony. Tony kissed his head "You try and stop us, plus you have to come to our wedding". "You try and stop us" Steve replied laughing "Nothing will stop us being there". They waved as Steve and Callum turned to wave at them after clearing security and they watched them disappear from view. Three weeks on and Adam stood in arrivals at JFK on a chilly Saturday afternoon, Tony walked up to Adam having parked the car. Since returning from LA they had several skype calls with Steve and Callum who were just starting a couple of months holiday before taking over in Barbados from Daniel and Jordan. But their urge and desire to see each other brought them here this Saturday afternoon waiting for Steve and Callum to arrive and spend a month in New York state with them before flying down to Barbados. A week after they returned home to the UK Callum had been the first to show signs of getting infected, he was in bed for a couple of days and Adam would skype him 3 or 4 times every day to chat, Steve fell the following week but surprisingly he had only minor headaches and a temperature for 24 hours but it was enough to know for them to get tested. Tony spotted them first wheeling their trolley full of luggage through the doors as they entered in to the arrival concourse. Callum ran over in to the arms of Tony "Oh god it's so good to see you again". Steve kissed and hugged Adam "Were a little different from the last time" Steve said some what pleased. Adam looked at him "We did wonder if it would change how you both felt" he said questioningly. Callum hugged and kissed Adam "No, but I think it was inevitable" Callum said holding on to Adam. "Inevitable?" Tony asked looking a little surprised. Steve nodded "Ever since we first met we knew we would have sex with you at some time" he giggled. They walked out of the airport in to the chilly and biting wind that was blowing across from the lakes, they packed in to the SUV and Tony put the heating on full blast as they drove along the coast up to Larchmont. "I didn't know it could get so cold here" Callum said still feeling the cold. Adam put his arm around him "Yes we are expecting what they call lake effect snow later". "Snow! will it be enough to build a snowman" Callum asked excitedly. Steve laughed "When we get snow it is about half an inch if that". "These snow storms can easily bring a couple of feet within hours" Steve replied hugging Callum closer. As they drove northwards to Larchmont flurries of snow were filling the air slowly but jet lag had taken Callum as it's victim. Steve chuckled looking behind him seeing Callum asleep in Adam's arms, he joked that Callum was awake most of the night with excitement to see you both. Tony turned the SUV on to the drive way and Steve muttered wow and how old England the house looked. Walking in to the house Steve looked around the lower floor "This is a lovely place". Tony smiled as Steve joined him in the kitchen "It was Mark and Ben's house". Steve looked over "Was? Did you buy it from them?" he asked sitting down. "No, it was embarrassing, but after Ben decided to move to LA Mark gave it to us" Tony handed Steve a coffee. Steve nodded "You guys really do have a close friendship" he said thanking Tony for the coffee. Tony smiled "We do but it also includes you and Callum as well as Danny and Jordan". Steve sipped his coffee and put it down looking at Tony "Do you think things are awkward between us now?" he asked. Tony stopped and looked at him "Why would you think that?" he replied. "Don't know, I just thought it may have been you know because of what happened" Steve said looking at his cup. Tony walked around and hugged him "I did wonder but seeing you both today confirmed it". Steve looked up "Confirmed what exactly?" he asked. Tony smiled and kissed his head "Adam and I are both kind of in to you and Callum in a big way". Steve looked like a weight had been lifted "We think the same way, don't know why". "I think all the flirting was a precursor to something bigger underneath" Tony suggested smiling at him. Adam walked in "What are you two gossiping about?" he asked heading to the coffee machine. Tony chuckled "Steve and Callum might be in love with us" he said as Steve shot an embarrassed look. Adam casually walked past "I told you so" he remarked taking Callum a coffee. Steve looked confusingly at Tony "What did he mean?" he asked. "Adam was convinced the night we slept together" Tony replied "he just didn't want to say anything". Steve smiled "And what about you and Adam?" he ventured. Tony laughed "Oh god very much so" he said without hesitation. "I guess it will change after the wedding though?" Steve said finishing his coffee. Tony refilled his cup "I don't know, I guess it depends on how you both feel" he spoke with sincerity. The rest of Saturday Callum spent napping and when awake he would sit at the bay window in the lounge watching the snow falling heavier and heavier as the afternoon turned in to evening. By Sunday afternoon the worst of the snowfall was over and as promised almost two feet had fallen, Callum and Adam were outside building the biggest snowman they could manage. Tony and Steve wee snuggled up on the sofa watching a movie with their friend Nicky in the starring role, occasionally glimpsing out the window chuckling at the big kids outside who were now engaged in a snowball fight with the kids across the road. Tony's facetime went off and picking his phone up he saw it was Ben calling. "What's up Ben?" Tony said after the connection was made. "Hi Tony, wanted to let you know Ethan and I are coming home on Wednesday" Ben said dragging Ethan in view. "Hey Tony, where is Adam?" Ethan asked trying to peer as if he could see the room. Tony held his phone up to the window "Outside playing in the snow like a kid" he chuckled. "You got snow! and since when does Adam play in the snow?" Ethan and Ben both shouted down the phone. "Wait a minute" Ben suddenly said "If Adam is outside who is sat next to you?" he asked. Tony laughed and moved the phone round to Steve "Hi boys" he said. Their excitement was plain to see "Are you going to be there on Wednesday?" Ethan asked pushing Ben. "Yes we are here for a month" Steve replied smiling at them. "Mark, come see who were talking to" Ben called across the pool terrace. Ethan twisted the phone towards him "Don't plan anything for Saturday let's have a day out" he said. Steve nodded "That would be great Ethan". "Who is it?" Mark asked approaching and Ethan turned the phone "Steve hi, how are you both?" he asked knowingly. Steve chuckled "We are both fine, Callum is outside with Adam in the snow" he moved the phone to the window. "Wait a minute are you in NY?" Mark asked sounding surprised hearing Steve and Tony laugh. Steve placed the phone back to him "Yes with Tony and Adam for a month, is Angelo there?". Mark called and Angelo came over "What is it?" Angelo asked "Hey Steve" he said seeing him. Steve clearly rubbed his cock making Angelo laugh "God you are sexy Angelo" he laughed. Angelo burst out laughing "Shame your not here and where is the cutie?" he asked. Steve showed Angelo "Where is Josh I can't see him?" Steve asked. "Oh Maddy and Nicky have taken him out shopping, he spends more time with them than us" Ben said laughing. The call had lasted way longer than Ben had thought it would and he never had expected Steve and Callum to be in NY, Mark and Ethan on the other hand guessed something was going on as there was definitely sparks flying between them whilst they were in LA. Angelo was still annoyed with Mark as he had found out that he was paying for the new swimming pool at Ethan and his ranch style house. Angelo knew Mark well enough not to argue the point any further so reluctantly he had agreed. Angelo and Ethan were in the process of hiring a housekeeper come cook who would come in daily or live in since they had ample bedrooms in their new home. Stefan had come highly recommended by Nicky, he had worked a few months as a relief housekeeper for one of her movie star friends and they were desperate to keep him on, but Nicky had arranged for him to meet the couple looking for a housekeeper. Angelo and Ethan were meeting Stefan at their house in an hour so they had quickly put on their shorts and t-shirt and headed off, Nicky had also warned them not to be disappointed if Stefan didn't accept any job offer they made as it was a cut neck business recruiting housekeepers. Stefan arrived at the address and was somewhat surprised to see it was a gay couple, he immediately recognised Angelo since his photo with Nicky was big news in LA spearing lots of rumours. Stefan had formed an immediate connection at the interview with Angelo and Ethan, at 25 years old Stefan was a undeniably a hot blond bombshell from Canada who knew his stuff. He was not backward and coming forward and explained that his 4 year relationship with his previous partner had fallen apart badly, it had left him penniless and without a home as he would have to move out in a couple of weeks. His partners wandering eye and cock was the final straw for him so he was looking to get in to employment quickly. Angelo had sat there listening to him intently and going over his references in scrupulous detail. Ethan on the other hand just sat there watching him, he was the shorter than Angelo but taller than him and he could easily see that Stefan worked out a bit as he had a very finely tuned definition under his shirt. His blond hair was kept neatly trimmed and his deep blue eyes were abnormally seductive. Angelo liked what he saw and knew he was more than capable and up to the task, Ethan had already given Angelo a nod indicating that he liked him. "Do you have any questions for us Stefan?" Angelo asked him. Stefan nodded "I guess I need to know what the terms are and what your expectation is?" he replied. Angelo looked stumped "Oh, cook and keep the house clean, is that what you mean?" Stefan chuckled "Yes that is what I mean. It is a big house to keep orderly" he commented. Ethan was amused by how Angelo faltered "I expect we will get a cleaner a few days a week as well". "Phew that's a relief" Stefan relaxed and laughed feeling comfortable being around them. "We are not fancy people we like normal healthy food" Ethan said as Angelo held his hand under the table. Stefan smiled "Well I think that is all I need to know for now". Angelo and Stefan stood up "We shall let you know our decision" he said but Stefan looked at him. "Ah" Stefan paused "actually it is me that will let you know if I want to work for you" he said. Ethan looked confused "What do you mean?" he asked. Stefan looked at him "Well housekeepers are hard to come by and we decide who we work for". Angelo looked at Ethan "I see, do you have other interviews lined up?" he asked him. Stefan nodded "Yes I have six this week". "So what do we have to do to get you?" Ethan asked not sure what he would get in response. Stefan smiled "Nothing I like you both already but I need to see what else is being offered". "We are offering a live in position" Angelo said causing Stefan to turn to him. Stefan sat back down "Are you offering me the position?" he asked. Angelo nodded "Yes, we both like you and would love it you worked here". Stefan paused for a moment "Just work here like no other stuff" he asked out of concern. Ethan giggled "None of that if that's what you mean, we only have eyes for each other". Stefan smiled "That was obvious from when I first met you both, but yes it is what I meant". "I can't promise about our friends though" Angelo said smiling. Stefan laughed "I am sure I will be able to handle them anyway most..." he began saying but broke off quickly. Ethan looked at him "You were going to say something?" he asked him Stefan shifted in his seat "I hope it's not a problem, I am hiv positive" he looked vulnerable as he spoke. Angelo smiled "That's not a problem Stefan we are as well". Stefan couldn't believe his luck "So can I be your housekeeper?" he asked looking at them both. "When do you want to move in?" Angelo asked smiling. Angelo and Ethan couldn't believe their own luck at finding Stefan and him agreeing to work for them. It was only after they had a call with Nicky to tell her the news that she said they must have really impressed him if he choose them that quickly, he giggled then said how annoyed some of the other families are going to be knowing he is no longer looking. As the weeks went on Ethan and Angelo had moved out of Liongate and settled in to their own home with Stefan as their housekeeper and a great friendship blossomed between them, Stefan had also taken to Mark and Ben who were always coming round for dinner, he was initially gobsmacked when Mark Davenport walked in to the house with his husband and staying over. Angelo had already briefed Stefan that Franco would be coming to live with them after their friends wedding in April. After lunching one Sunday Ben and Ethan were dangling their feet in the new large pool when Ben got a text from Heike saying she was finished and at the house now. Ben jumped to his feet shouting "Heike has finished Mark she is at the house waiting". Mark jumped up "Come on guys lets go" he turned seeing Stefan cleaning the table "Stefan come on". Stefan looked up "No please I have work to do" he replied. Ethan ran over and dragged Stefan "Come on were going to 321 St Pierre" Stefan gave up and joined them. Angelo put his arm around Stefan "Sorry if we are being pushy or treating you differently than a housekeeper" he said. Stefan smiled "I quite like it, it does take some adjustment being treated this way it is unusual". Angelo laughed "I told you we were normal, we both like having you in the house". Stefan looked up at 321 St Pierre "Wow" he said then turned to Angelo "Oh and I do love working for you both Angelo". Heike came out to greet them with a kind of nervous look as she didn't expect Ben to be bringing a group down. they all stepped inside and Heike gave them tour around the elegant and informal interiors she had created for Mark and Ben. In essence she had captured their vision perfectly, it was not showy but yet it oozed modern elegance, Mark hugged and kissed Heike telling her it was totally perfect. Ben was still going around the various rooms with Ethan and Stefan when Angelo caught up with Mark and Heike. "This is amazing Heike, seeing how it was to how it is now, wow" Angelo said and gave her a hug. Heike smiled "Well I'm just glad everyone likes it" she said. Angelo turned to her "Will you do ours?" he said "You know redesign it?". "Of course I will Angelo, this could be a new avenue of business for me" She replied smiling. Angelo looked a little confused "I thought you are an interior designer?" he said chuckling. Heike laughed "Yes, but I mean doing mansions in Bel Air, all my work is in Orange County" she replied. Ben had walked outside and took some initiative for once and called Bobby, explaining what he wanted to Bobby who got right on the case. Bobby knew he only had to make one phone call to the right magazine and it was instantly snapped up at $500k for the article. Ben had re-joined the others hugging and kissing Heike excitedly at how amazing their new home was. Ben's phone rang and seeing it was Bobby calling he answered it and had a quick conversation before hanging up and walking over to Heike, she looked stunned that her work was not only going to be featured in a magazine but her step-son had also insisted they do an article on the designer. Mark kissed and hugged Heike telling her how much he loved what she had done with the place. Ethan and Ben's trip back east had been busy and Ethan was now studying his final part of business law having been coerced by Angelo and his father to go down the route. Secretly he was quite happy to as he would be able to work with Angelo, Ben and Franco when he eventually moved to LA. Over on the east coast Steve and Callum's were enjoying their last week with Adam and Tony before flying back to Barbados. Unlike their friends in LA Adam and Tony had to work to survive but since Tony had been given the job of East Coast director of sales, which he was pretty good at, it paid a really good salary and was making their life easier. Due to Mark's status with the airline he had managed to wrangle Concierge Club membership which made flying to LA cheaper and easier. Their last night in NY Steve and Callum sat talking with Tony and Adam over dinner bringing many things to the surface and Tony was surprised to hear about their life in the UK and how small their apartment was. But Tony and Adam had already been persuaded by Steve and Callum to accept a two week stay at the Salinger Barbados Retreat for their honeymoon, Lucy and Daniel's present to them for the wedding. The weeks that followed saw Angelo, Ethan and Stefan move in to Mark and Ben's place whilst Heike performed her magic on Angelo and Ethan's home. Since the article Heike as getting more requests for doing Bel Air mansions and it also meant that Ben saw more of his father since he would often pop by to see Heike and him. Heike did a amazing job on Angelo and Ethan's place and they moved back in a few days before they were due to fly off to NY for Adam and Tony's wedding, Stefan was invited to join them but he declined and said he would be just fine getting the house in order for their return. Angelo showed him the annexe and said this is where Franco will be living and asked if he could give it a once over to make sure it was okay for their return, Stefan laughed and told him not to worry about thing.

He had covered his cock with a towel when I walked in, but now he slowly removed it and began rubbing his cock which got stiff and wet. I didn't look at him, but just knelt with my head on my arms, ashamed and yet weirdly excited. "Wh...what's his arse feel like..."I heard him say. "Lovely," growled Arthur. "Hang on, I'm going to cum, then you can slide in" He worked at me for a few minutes, then he sagged onto my back, grunted happily and I felt his cock throb as it spurted. A hand touched my face and turned it. "Timmy." Said grandad matter of factly. "Oh, Timmy.!" I smiled at him and he smiled back. Meanwhile, Arthur slid out of me and sank back into the cushions. "There you go, Jim." He said. "All wet for you, mate." I just stayed in position. Time stood still, then my Grandfather whispered" I've always fancied your arse, but I didn't want to get you pregnant. I guess we don't have to worry about that, do we?" He got off the sofa, and I felt his hands on my hips. Then his fat, stubby erection slid into my hole and up into my rectum. "Oh yeah!" I heard him gasp as he began to thrust into me. "So, are you staying long, Jim" Asked Arthur. "Might go down the pub later." "s..sss..sure. "Said grandad. "Sounds a good idea." I just knelt there as he fucked me. It felt so good, so intimate. Then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear "I'm going to cum now, Timmy. Do you want me to?" I could only nod, I was so excited at what was going to happen. "Ahhh!" He gave a loud grunt and I felt his cock throbbing and knew his spunk was shooting in me. When he finished, he pulled out and slapped my arse. "This is my grandson, Arthur!" He said. "And you're right, his arse felt great!"

I went into the toilet and wiped my backside which was dripping with Bill's sperm and the residue of the night before with an old rag on the shelf. Bill told me some of the guys liked to wank with it. Then I grabbed a black bag and went off to empty the bins. I heard voices as I made my way upstairs, so a few guys had come in early. As I approached the TV room, I heard Arthur say "Yeah, he's a right little pig, alright. Nice tight hole to relieve yourself inside. Had him a couple of times" Then another man said. "Great! You're a dirty sod, Arthur! Does he know you're poz, then?" Arthur laughed. " Oh yeah! We've all had him and he knows our spunk is swimming with bugs!" "Well, " he said. "Just what I need. I could do with a fuck and shoot some dirty spunk up his slutty hole!" But I was less concerned about the conversation, and more about the second man's voice. Was it? Could it be? I peered cautiously around the door to see three naked men on the sofa - Arthur and a man I recognised from the flat I had visited. But it was the third man that made my heart skip a beat. Grandad! I had seen him in the pool on holiday before, but never naked. He lay back in the cushions, fat hairy body and balding head, and I saw for the first time the thick, stubby erection in his fist. I quietly moved back and fled downstairs. "You look like you've seen a ghost!" Laughed Bill when he saw my pale face. "What's up?" "I can't work today. I have to go." I said. "Whoa! Not so fast. What's up?" So I told him what I'd seen and he roared with laughter. "So Jim is your grandad, eh? Well well. I guess it runs in the family. He's a dirty old sod, but a nice fat arse. I've seeded it a few times." I was aghast. Not only was my grandfather here, but he was obviously poz if Bill had fucked him. "You're not going anywhere, Timmy. Get back up there and do your job." I looked at him and realised I could walk out. But I really didn't want to. My cock was swelling with excitement and I knew what I had to do. With increasing embarassment I went back up stairs. I paused outside the door. Could I really do this? Then, with a sigh, I walked into the room, avoiding eye contact with the men. "Here he is. Nice arse on it, eh?" Said Arthur, grabbing my wrist and pulling me to the sofa. I saw my grandad's shocked face as Arthur pushed me onto my knees, stood up and got behind me. "So, we 'ain't seen you for a while, Jim. What you been up to?" As he spoke, he slid his cock into my dripping hole and sighed happily. Grandad was red-faced and his mouth gaped in surprise. Arthur started to slowly fuck me as he waited for a reply. "Well, er... I've been...busy...you know." His eyes were glued to the cock sliding in and out of me.

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

Im poz and Im slut. I got that humiliation fetish. I like top guys to humiliate me with dirty words. So, please tell me who I am!

Figure I'd put the opposite thread out there as well. We've all had our annoyances with regards to bathhouses and sex clubs. Let's try and get a discussion going about the benefits of these places. What are the positive (no pun intended) aspects of these places? I'll start it off: 1. It removes the "glass veil" of the mobile phone screen - the person you see is the person in the flesh; no guessing as to what they are really going to look like. I think the only surprise would be what they may be packing under the towel. 2. You realise you may have broader tastes in men than you thought. Similar to the above, you may see a guy in person that, if you saw his photo on an app, you'd pass him by. In the flesh, though, you sometimes discover this hidden sexual energy that could lead to some amazing fucking sex! 3. There's little secret as to why everyone is there. You rarely have this dance of "is this a date, is this a hookup, what is this" that you sometimes get when meeting guys elsewhere. I'm not exactly going there to read a library book, after all (that may be showing my age a bit). 4. Honestly, it's a great way to relax. Once I'm in, I usually head straight to the jacuzzi and just kick back for a bit. Gives you a good chance to check out the options as well. Will be interesting to see what some of you hot fuckers can add to this.

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.

a family member unloaded a huge load into my hole before he left the house.

He sounds shady. Ask the questions. Be direct and be prepared to tell him to get lost. You're correct - you don't need to pay for it.

Went to the fucktree in Hampstead Heath last Friday. Many people wandering around whilst it was still light. No action, I dropped my trousers, only toencourage another guy to do the same. It was a good 20-30 minutes before the hovering groups, finally started to swop on their prey. A midddle-eastern guy would be sitting on the nearby bin, prepping himself, suddenly told me to bend over and he shoved his bare cock inside me. It was a good fuck, but he moved on to the others who'd assembled against the tree (I don't blame him, I've done the same before!). Then there was a slight lull and I had to make way for a young black guy who understandably attracted a lot of attention. I moved along to a higher part of the tree, less comfortable and waited whilst I saw other guys being fucked bare (hardly any condoms were visible). Then a black guy showed interest in me and plunged his naked cock inside, fucking me hard and fast. which I enjoyed and pulling out of me, I felt his cum-covered cock.

or even more piggy...

fuck yeah.i love fucking unmedicated poz sluts. they are the dirtiest trashiest faggots around. I love knowing the slut I'm fucking is a used, bug filled whore who either has AIDS or is well on its way to having AIDS. Plus I know they aren't looking to be treated like a human. Toxic cumdumps know they are trash and they know we have no respect for them. @gangbangsuperstar is such disgusting trash that it actually brags about having fullblown AIDS lol

I never top with a condom. As soon as it’s brought up, it’s over. No tea or shame, just not going to happen. I will bottom with a condomed dick and have “accidentally” removed a condom off of a dick while adjusting myself mid fuck lol. But Once that now raw dick sinks in you, hard for them to stop. Nature takes over as they say!

My biggest thrill when first coming out in Hollywood - Sexy, older masculine dudes! At 21 I got carded hard, EVERY TIME, the validity of my driver's licence questioned or getting tongue-in-cheek complements of how REAL MY FAKE ID LOOKS. Well I was one of those smooth innocent-looking, wrongly accused of forging documents to get in with THE BIG BOYS. Some wondered how I got in and many would stay clear of me, assuming I was really underage and TROUBLE. My first big fetish were manly denim, cowboy guys like the ones I had seen in COLT Magazine when I was beating off, all sexually frustrated. I had an older 'slut-mentor' CHARLES, (from work) who treated me like his horny gay 'son' upon whom he wanted to dote by 'making fantasies come true'. "Okay, go out with me and show me the ropes! I WANT A BULL!" At the MOTHERLODE (a gay pick-up bar with a Western theme) I would spot these hunky guys dressed all butch in denims, boots, the 'RUGGED' look. Big crotches, big smiles, popular beefy fuckers that were out-of-my-league (mostly because of lacking self-esteem and me not being more aggressive) Charles would lead me INTO THE PACK of these alpha bros and after getting accepted (like a little brother) I would end up picking up one or the other... typically the one I had my heart set on... Would end up ME TOPPING the dude and him taking my fat teenager (looking) cock and letting me cum inside him... The rush of busting my nut into a seasoned bull with a big cock of his own was an incredible hi!

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I had arranged to meet a hot black guy with a 9.5" cock who was visiting Las Vegas. We had been chatting on BBRT for a few days. I got to his room on the Las Vegas strip right on time. We quickly got down to business. No kissing, not even any cocksucking. He wanted me on my knees, on the bed immediately. I quickly complied and sniffed poppers while he lubed up his cock and my ass. I knew I would need those poppers with his 9.5", thick, bbc. As I continued to take deep drags on the poppers, he slid his entire shaft, balls deep, into me. It felt great and we were soon slamming back into each other. He'd grind and then slam some more. About 15 minutes of hard pounding brought him to orgasm and my first load of the day. It was a slam, bam, thank you, now get out, type of fuck. I dressed and left the hotel. Since I was now in the part of town where most of the Adult Book Stores are located, I thought I'd stop by my favorite ABS, Peepland. There were only a few guys in the video arcade when I got there. Two of the video booth doors were locked. I found one occupied booth with an unlocked door. I stepped into the booth to find a latino guy in his early 30's, wearing construction clothing, standing with his cock out, stroking to the str8 video on the screen. He never even looked at me as I locked the door, came all the way into the booth and dropped to my knees. I took a drag on my poppers and offered him some. He took my poppers and sniffed on them as I started to suck on his uncut, 6" cock. He was only partially hard when I put my lips around his cock. But he quickly swelled to full hardness. Then he grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock to the back of my throat. Holding it there until I began to gag and come off it. "Ahhhh, nice" he said softly and pulled my head back onto his cock. He was really enjoying my gagging on his cock. We did that for several minutes until I couldn't take any more. "Do you like to fuck?" I asked? "Yeah. I'll fuck you" was all he said. I got up and quickly pulled my clothes off as he did the same. There's a chair bolted to the floor in the corner of the booth. I knelt on the chair as he stepped behind me. I sniffed my poppers as he spit on his cock and on my hole. I knew my hole was still nicely lubed from the first guy. He slid up into me easily and began to fuck me hard and deep. "Ahhh.... Yeah........... Fuck......... Uhhh........... He was softly grunting as he pounded his cock into me. He only took about 4 or 5 minutes of slamming into me before he let out a loud grunt. I milked my ass on his cock and he quickly pulled out of me and quickly dressed. "Thanks" was all he said as he finished dressing and was out the booth door before I knew what happened. I had to laugh. Str8 guys! They do tend to cum and depart very quickly. As I dressed another guy entered the booth. He was a tall, muscular, attractive looking white guy in his late 40's/early 50's. I stepped aside so he could step all the way into the booth. The video was still on the latino guys str8 movie. The new guy flipped through some of the str8 movies until he found one that he liked. Then he pulled his pants off and put them on the chair. Then he pulled his shirt off and put it on the chair as well. I started to drop to my knees, wanting to suck on the already hard, thick cock he had sticking out in front of him. It was about 6.5"s, very thick. But he stopped me and told me to suck on his nipples. He lifted his arm and my face went to his chest. I began to suck and gently chew on his right nipple as it hardened with my attention. With my right hand I squeezed his left nipple. He was now moaning with pleasure. After a few minutes of worshipping his nipples, I reached down to squeeze his cock, but he pushed my hand away from his cock. "Play with my balls", he said. I fondled his balls as I continued to suck on his nipples. His eyes were glued to the screen as the white girl was taking a huge black cock in her pussy. "Can I lick your balls?" I asked him. "Sure", he replied. I dropped to my knees and sucked and licked his balls as he stroked his cock. I licked up the underside of his cock, but he stopped me before my mouth got to his cockhead. But, I could taste his sweet precum that had dripped down his shaft. I took my finger and wiped it across his piss slit on his cockhead. I then licked my fingers of the ample precum that he was oozing from his slit. He seemed to like the idea of me tasting his precum. He squeezed his cock and scooped up some precum on his index finger and fed it to me. "You like the taste of that?" he asked. "I sure do", I replied. I thought that now, maybe he'd let me suck his cock. But he pushed my head away as I tried to go for his cock again. I went back to licking his balls again for a few minutes. Then stood and went back to sucking his nipples. He was now stroking his cock stronger and faster as his eyes were still glued to the tv screen. Soon he stepped slightly to the right as I looked down to see cum spraying out of his cock and the cum shot against the wall under the tv screen. He grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his cock as he stepped into his pants, pulled on his shirt and was out of the booth in an instant. I pulled myself together and left the booth to check what else might be in the other booths. I saw the light on a booth at the far end and wandered down there. I tried the door knob and it was unlocked. So, I went in. Sitting on the chair, watching a str8 movie was another latino guy. This one, kind of scruffy looking. In his late 20's. Looked like he was some kind of laborer from his clothing. It was about that time of day when guys were getting off work. I locked the door and then dropped to my knees in front of him. He had been jacking off, but he lifted his butt and pulled his pants down to his ankles. He had about a 5", thick, uncut cock. I took a drag on my poppers, then started to suck on his cock. I sucked on his foreskin for a bit. Then pushed the foreskin back and started to suck his entire cock. Like the other str8 guys before him, his eyes were glued to the action on the screen as I serviced his cock. The size of his cock was easy to suck. I was doing a great job and he was moaning in pleasure. It only took about 5 minutes of cocksucking before he filled my mouth with his hot seed. I sucked every drop from him then got up as he pulled his pants up and left the booth. Is I left the booth, there was only one light on over a booth door. I tried the door and it was locked. I think that's my signal to go home, I said to myself. I left the store satisfied that I had 2 loads in both ends and had had an enjoyable afternoon. Ah, the pleasures of living in Vegas.

fucking hot had my pre-cum flowing

What I like about bathhouses like Steamworks in Toronto is the creative combination of private-public sex you can make for yourself and other raw players. You want 1-1 in my room (with door open!), by all means! You want bb sex in the corridor, hell ya! You want bb sex in any darkroom or gloryhole, get your ass ready! Want group bb sex, just start with a couple and build more bb guys in! It’s about truly enjoying men’s bodies and their fluids, relaxing, de-nutting!

I am not hung... but I fully understand you. If I don't cruise in a kinky friendly club, I have to go without my chastity cage... and in 5 mins I got plenty of bttms who start sucking me without even asking. I get pissed when other tops come to share with me a bttm while I want to be shared. It's better when I go in some clubs where one or two tops know me and are ready to introduce me as bttm to their friends.. or show the newcomers how to properly deal with me.

I personally started at around 4 or 5, not sure. An uncle babysat me and had me suck him and swallow his cum. I remember thinking of it like a secretive chore I didn't want to do. But then one night he brought his friends over and all I remember is a lot of faceless cocks, excitement, and happiness at helping so many men cum. To answer the OP's question, I don't know when the best age is to start. I might not have hated sucking cock at first if I had started earlier. Obviously, I grew up to become a cocksucker so earlier was better for me. But even though I don't think I was abused, there's a reason why it's illegal to do what my uncle did. Some 5 year old boys, later cocksuckers or not, might have been traumatized and hurt after sucking off a roomful of strange dick.

Don't mess around with the occult. Seriously. I know. I know... It's all nonsense and unscientific. I am with you on that for the most part. I was an athiest who laughed when members of my family tried to get me to ACCEPT JESUS and REPENT. I was also amused by those chubby women who called themselves "wiccans" and would burn candles at midnight or whatever the fuck they did. I also rolled my eyes at devil-worshipping dudes who wore black eyeliner and had had stupid pentagram tattoos and listened to crappy metal bands. Those people just had boring lives and wanted some daily drama. I didn't actively mock them because most folks need a hobby and I was of the "live and let live" school of thought. It's great fodder for horror movies but ultimately harmless. That's what I used to think back I had the luxury to be above everything. Now that I'm too sick too hold down a job, I'm quite a bit more humble. I did something 'supernatural' that ruined me forever. First, a little background: I graduated college in 1993. During my last year, I lived in what most people called "the student slums". I had a two room basement apartment in a big red house on a street right off campus. It was affordable and fairly nice except for an abundance of spiders. Spiders give me nightmares even though they're mostly harmless. Right across from my door was the other basement apartment. The only thing I knew about its tenant was it was a guy my age and that he listened to old ragtime music. I'd glimpse him from time to time at the mailboxes or in the hallway, but I was (and still am) cursed with a crippling shyness that prevented me from saying "hi" or even looking at his face. He was tall, pale, bony and had black curly hair that went down to the middle of his neck in the back. Imagine a blurry, young Jeff Goldblum and that's the image I had in my head. I kind of deduced that he was gay as well. He had a lot of effeminate male friends over to visit, and he just gave off a 'vibe' that I picked up on because I was gay as well. I was gay in name only though because I could never imagine doing anything with another man. But it was more the social interraction that terrified me. I've never been able to initiate conversation or even eye contact. Small talk with a stranger scared me more than any spider. His name was David H --------. I only knew that from reading the plastic lable on his mailbox. Looking back, it's amazing that I even managed to graduate (with very good grades) and soon find the job of my dreams. Working as an adult, around other adults slowly gave me some basic social skills. Hell, I even had a few 'friends'. I didn't go out much. I'd come home, play Nintendo, and go to bed watching gay porn videos from Falcon. Those were the days! I was young, healthy and slowly becoming a normal person. After a year or two, I discovered the internet. I got a computer from Best Buy and had a dial-up connection. Back then, it was so basic. You mainly had to go to "bulletin boards" to interact with people. Not surprisingly. I was able to "talk" with people with a keyboard much better than I could in person. I didn't go to my little city's only gay board out of pure embarrassment, but I went to a couple of hetero places that were "naughty". I found out their names from the stripper/hooker who kived in my building. One place was for swingers and one dealt exclusively with orgies. There's where I met Lacy Beth. She had a wonderfully foul mouth and a huge personality. She sometimes chatted with me when the room was dead or she was just bored. Because of my age and general naivete, she referred to me as her son. We talked about everything under the sun -- including her deep involvement in the occult. When I told her I was a confirmed skeptic, she was almost offended. It's like she thought I didn't believe in her as a person. As I stumbled to explain she told me she could prove it to me. Proof is an excellent concept for people like me. That's when she told me a certain ritual she did to contact her dead grandmother and it worked the very first time. She had stopped cussing now, so I knew she was being serious. I asked a bunch of questions...here are the main ones: "Is it scary?" No. We talk all the time and she's the same as I remember her. "Does it only work on the dead or can you contact living people too?" It works with the living, but in a very different way. It's much better with the deceased...as long as you know where they're buried. Well I was definitely intrigued. It took a bit of pleading, but she eventually told me how to do it. The skepticism crept back into me because it was so simple. She sensed this abd told me to try it that night if I didn't believe it. I promised I would. And then she warned me to be very careful. She had a few specific warnings though: "Don't use it to contact someone you don't know or if you don't know where their final resting place is." and "Don't use it while high on anything or with bad intent." I asked what would happen if I did either of those two things and her response was simply "You'll be fucked". After a bit more chat we said our goodnights and I logged off. I didn't try it that night, First of all, I couldn't think of a dead person I'd known. I'd never even been to a single funeral. All of my grandparents had died before I knew them. I figured I'd have to use it to reach a living person. But who? It ocurred to me to find one of those hung Falcon stars, but I didn't "know" them so that'd be breaking a rule. Hmmmm. I woke up the next morning knowing exactly who I wanted to find. You guessed it -- my former college neighbor, David. Despite not really knowing him, we'd practically shared a living space and I certainly wouldn't consider him a stranger. I mean...you know?.... My computer at work was way faster than my own. I used it to find David. The internet had grown fast since I first started poking around online. You could go to this place called "Yahoo" and search for people. David's last name was pretty unusual and I even knew his middle name thanks to a screw up with the mail. There was a letter for him in my mailbox. It was from his bank in a little town near my own. I could take it to him and finally get a look at his face, but instead I just opened it. He'd bounced a check. Anyway, it took 20 seconds of searching this Yahoo thing to find him. The first link went to an obituary. No! He had died the year before at the age of 27 and was buried in the same dinky town his tight-ass bank was in. I'd been there as a kid. Maybe a county fair or some tractor pull my dad was always dragging me to. I think we'd even been by the cemetary. According to the obit, he'd moved to Germany nad worked for a bank there for about a year. And then moved back home for awhile before dying. They played Scott Joplin music at the funeral. Ragtime. The next link led me to a photo of his grave stone. It was one of those flat.gray granite boxes with a grand piano illustration carved on the top surface. There was an option to leave a virtual flower there or write a message, but I did neither. How did he die? Well, of course I had a pretty good guess. The virus had spread all over the country by then and even the straight "sexy swingers" in the chatrooms were afraid of it. Maybe it was a car accident, though. I had no way of knowing even though I knew. I just knew. The rest of the day was a blur as I was lost in my thoughts. I decided to get drunk that night. I played Nintendo all evening while drinking beer after beer after beer. My stereo was tuned to public radio because that seemed like the only station that might possibly play Scott Joplin. It didn't. I popped a few Xanax before bed. My doctor had prescribed them for anxiety and I could take one every eight hours "as needed", but I usually saved them up for night when I would take two and fall right to sleep. That night I took three on top of all the beer. It was Friday anyway and I could sleep until noon the next day if I wanted to. I wanted to. Well, sleep didn't come as swiftly as I expected. I rolled over on my back and stared at the ceiling. I was as awake as if I'd downed a triple espresso instead of a controlled substance. Well...I could try the ritual now. I felt shadowing fingers across my brain trying to massage that thought to life. OK. It was a short, simple thing that might even help me to sleep. So I did it. I tried it to contact David in his piano grave way down in the Southern part of my home state. I had a brief mental flash of Lacy Beth's horrified face begging me to stop. But I wasn't breaking any of the rules. Not really. Bending them maybe, but not breaking. And then I was done. I'll share the ritual with you at the very end of this story, There will be some plenty of blank space and words of caution before you see it. Just read my tale and decide for yourself if it's what you want to do. Don't pass it along please. That night was strange in more than one way. First off, I lived in a pretty crummy neighborhood with Section 8 apartments on both sides. There was usually a lot of yelling and loud music with lots of glass-shaking bass. Not then. And no honking or sirens either. My bedroom was quiet as a tomb. Well, it was quiet except for what sounded like little drummers near the floor. I slid out of bed to turn on the bathroom light so the room wouldn't be totally dark. I felt my eyes close involuntarily. I started to half-dream about piano music until I heard the little drummers again. Seriously? What the fuck WAS that? I woke up a little and saw a small band of spiders in the sliver of light from my bathroom. They were the same arachnids from my old apartment building in college expept a little bigger and fuzzier. And when they walked, they made little marching noises. Like drums. I'd call the landlord to spray tomorrow. I rolled over and let the beer and tranquilizers pull me into sleep. No dreams. The next morning I hopped out of bed at 6 am. Why so early? Well, I'd forgotten to turn off my alarm clock for the weekend, and there was a lot of sun creeping in from the next room where I'd also forgotten to close the blinds. I was wide awake. I guess I could go do laundry. This was the best time for that chore because the laundry room in the basement was always deserted. I looked around for spiders but didn't see any. I grabbed my pill bottle full of quarters, detergent, my full laundry basket and took the elevator down. Ding. Again, it was empty. I loaded two machines with just socks, unders and t-shirts. My work clothes had to be drycleaned, and the jeans I'd worry about some other time. Usually I'd stay there until the cycle was over, but I hadn't brought a book or a magazine or my portable CD player. I just decided to say "fuck it' and go back upstairs for a quick nap. I was suddenly exhausted. ..almost as if a tranquilizer dart had been fired into the back of my head. I barely made it to the bed. I lied on my back in just a pair of shorts and a holey t-shirt. I settled into my too-soft mattress and drifted off just as it started to rain. I was snoozing for a bit when I heard two things: thunder and the little drummers. Oh God. I still had my eyes closed when I decided I'd go down to the landlord's apartment and request an exterminator in person. I opened my eyes and saw David. THE David. He was standing at the foot of my bed in a black suit that didn't seem to fit his tall, too thin frame. His tie was red and there was a flower in his lapel that looked fresh if not slightly "alien". I couldn't make out his face because he was standing in front of the illuminated windows. "David?", I asked in my waking-up voice. "Yesss." He answered. "I remember yoooo". His voice was strained as if he wasn't getting enough air. The rain picked up and made the natural light in the room shift and yet I atill could not see his face. It couldn't be a dream. Any time I'd had a dream where I knew it was a dream I'd try to start flying or something and wake up immediately. I got off the bed. I was aware of gravity, temperature and everything mortal. I was for sure not dreaming. I inched towards the light switch. "Can I look at you...in the light?", I asked. "Yess", he answered. I flipped the switch and there he was. I'll try to describe what I saw there. I was looking at a slender young man who could have just come from a Shakespeare audition. He was bizarrely handsome even though his skin was extra, extra white with tinges of green and blue around his neck and forehead. There was a small red slit in his neck and he was barefoot. His feet were long and bony and the nails were too long. "I never got a chance to look at you before", I admitted. "You were too afraid to let anyone love you." He swallowed some air and I watched his blue-ish adam's apple slide up and down. A loud clap of thunder. "Can I hug you? I always wanted to." "Do it." I walked over and wrapped my arms around him tight. He smelled like chemicals, like a science lab. But I didn't care once his long arms embraced me too. It was so perfect for a few seconds until his suit started to slide off. It was cut all the way up the back thanks to the mortician who dressed him. I wanted to feel embarrassed for him, but I was too busy looking at his naked body. They didn't even try to put underwear on him I guess. I couldn't help but notice his penis. It was long, skinny and the same weird color as the rest of him. I dared to touch it. It wasn't as cold as I would have guessed. Just as I looked up to see the expression on his face and his eyes, but never saw them becuase he used the strength he had to throw me back on the bed. More thunder. David's breathing sounded even more strained than before, but he managed to squat on my chest. He pushed the pointy head of his long dick past my lips and let it sit on my tongue. I didn't figure a dead man's penis could get hard but I was wrong. It grew heavier and bigger in my mouth. How? I tried so hard to please him with my untested skills. I reached and grabbed his skinny ass to pull him forward and farther down my throat. He was breathing hard and gulping for more air. I let him set the pace, but I kind of wanted to stop sucking because of the chemical taste of his dickhead. He didn't have mind-reading abilities because he continued face-fucking me...for a really long time. Finally he pulled away and waved his arrow-shaped wet dick over my face. He lowered himself down and put his whole weight on top of me. We kissed with what felt like passion to me. I was in love...and didn't mind the rotting taste of his mouth. My dreams were coming true and didn't want to spoil anything. Lightning. Louder thunder. He stayed on top of me and pushed his naked hips down harder to part my legs. Then that pointy dick found my anus. I helped things along by adjusting myself so that my legs were practically in the air. He guided himself into me. I'd always heard that sex hurts for a gay bottom, but it didn't feel too bad at first. It was nice and intimate but grew increasingly uncomfortable -- especially when he went in deeper and bucked harder. I wanted to slow things but didn't have any options available to me. I had to take it. He thrusted and thrusted as he gasped for air, and I felt completely violated. He suddenly stopped mid-thrust and sucked in all the air from the room. There was no oxygen left for me as he orgasmed inside my body. I needed a break from this supernatural fuck scene so I nudely hopped out of bed and went to the kitchen for a smoke. I felt a tiny rivulet of fluid leaking down the back of my left leg. Blood? Dead Man's Cum? I didn't check -- just wiped it away with a paper towel and threw it in the trash without looking. I went back into the bedroom and David was gone. I'd forgotten all about my wet laundry downstairs, and just went to sleep. David came back and the scene was repeated every night for a week. The last night he wanted me to eat his ass and I did. It was by far nastier than you're imagining. It was then and there that I told him to leave and never come back. That was the end...or so I thought. I got super sick later that month. After that cleared up, I got sores on the inside of my mouth and had pretty severe night sweats. The doctor confirmed that I had the HIV virus and outlined some treatment options. I have mostly tried to not think about it and pretend I'm fine. Now I'm sick all the time and can't work. I'm fucked. And now I'll share the ritual even though it led to my destruction. Please don't try it. WARNING! GO BACK! DANGEROUS INSTRUCTIONS: Do this at night...as close to 3 am as possible. Don't be under the influence of anything. Lie in bed or on the floor or anywhere you can fully stretch out. If you're lying North to South. it's even better. Close your eyes. Now think about the person you're trying to reach. Imagine their face and mentally picture where they are buried. Move your eyeballs back and forth, left to right under closed eyelids. Do it hard enough to hurt. Once your eye sockets are fatigued, stop. Go to sleep and picture your contact. It usually works within hours.

One of the last time I bottomed, I was cruising a bathhouse for a while. with very few prospects, before a latino guy started following me around. I ducked into the dark room at Hawks, the baths in Portland, and he slipped in. we were the only ones there, and he fucked me. I got a decent look at him before, but it was super hot getting fucked in the dark. He fucked me raw, but didn't cum in me, because I finished first. Id do it again