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I mid-thirties, a scruffy blond who likes swimming and running mixed in with occasional weights. This means I’m 5”11 and fit. I’ve clipped my chest hair and have pierced tits. I’ve a good sized cock, 8” with a bolt through the head and a piercing behind the glans; shaved balls but I’ve kept my tight hole covered by a good growth of blond arse hair. I’m more of a bottom boy and pretty slutty with the right guy or guys. Sometimes I do like to fuck. I’ve been in a relationship with my black partner for 20 years and we play together or solo. As you can imagine as a black guy he is hung like a horse and ripped. He also knows how to fuck me. A quick spit, a quick lick then deep and raw. Splitting my cunt open. He never takes no for an answer. Ever. He wants me, he takes me. I swim every day, twice a day. Morning and evening. The gym is a short walk from our house; and shorter if I walk through the local housing estate. It’s not rough but I’m still careful. Swimming first thing or last thing means I have the pool to myself. I do a minimum of 75 lengths each session and wear classic speedos to avoid drag. That’s what I tell people but to be honest I love wearing speedos. Usually, I’m the only person there at night but recently I’ve been joined by a guy. And I admit he’s hot, in that straight kind of way. I don’t have a type but usually I got for beefy hairy daddies who can teach me a thing or two as “Daddy” or fit muscle guys who can throw me around and treat me like a whore. And they need to be hung and engine-powered fuck machines. I’m a size queen and proud of it. 8” minimum otherwise I’m not interested. Bigger is better. If I’m honest I like to gag on a cock til I retch and then be hard fucked, bred and pissed on. Me and my husband are both on prep and he likes nothing better than fucking my cummy hole. Not really into rimming. I just want cock deep in my cunt. Yeah, I love that word. And “breed”. And as I mentioned, I like piss. Always surprised me how many guys say they’re into it but when it comes down to it, hosing me down and making me drink it, they become prissy shits. Basically, I’m a preppy guy hiding a dirty fucker deep inside my cummy cunt. Lol. If I fuck, then I go for tight arsed twinks with smooth cunts. And hopefully who have never take a double pierced cock or taken it raw. Always raw. Corruption is fun. Makes my cock drip and my cunt clench. So this guy. Not my type at all but I’m intrigued. He’s about 5”9’, dark haired and tattooed. And I mean completely inked from head to toe. When I first spotted him I couldn’t tell exactly what they were but over the past few weeks I’ve seen him closer up - in the changing room or by the side of the pool. A massive two headed dragon is inked across his chest and the tail wraps around his waist to join up to a picture of the tree across his back. There are lots of smaller tattoos on the tree but I can’t make out what they are. His arms are covered in vine leaves or something and his legs in what seem to be lots of individual symbols. He also has pierced tits which I always think is unusual in a guy so young. I reckon he’s about 25. 27 tops. Body wise he is definitely a swimmer. He’s lean and muscular. But he’s definitely straight. He wears baggy swim shorts but I reckon from what swings around inside that his cock isn’t too bad. He always arrives after me, does about 50 lengths and is gone before I leave the pool. Once or twice I’ve seen him in the changing room. But he’s never been naked. Always dressed in at least his boxers. He nods or says “Hey” but that’s it. He’s not my type. Not a daddy, not a muscle stud and not a twink. That suits me fine. Or I should say ‘suited’ me fine until the other night. It was a Tuesday. I arrived slightly later than expected because I had worked late to clear my desk. The guy at the counter nodded me through and as ever there were one or two guys working out. It’s an old gym. Used to be a gentleman’s club or something so there are two changing rooms - one for the gym; and a smaller one next to the swimming pool which is in the basement. I always use the smaller room, it’s closer to the pool and it’s quieter. Also, if I’m honest the smell of sweat gives me an instant hard on. Not really always appropriate in a gym. So I headed downstairs and pushed the door open. There are two rows of lockers and they look straight into the shower cubicles. I stopped dead in my tracks. There, under a spray of water was the guy. First let me say that he was much fitter than I thought. His muscles ripples under his inked skin as the water cascaded down his body. He eyes were closed and his mouth open. And instantly the reason why was really clear. Both his hands were wrapped around a monster of a cock. It was at least 10” and thicker than my arm. And sporting a massive ring through the head of his cock. I was transfixed as I watched him jack his massive piece of meat. I watched as he beat his dong and then as he turned and sprayed a fountain of cum against the wall. Slapping his cock to empty that thick tube of every drop. I suddenly realised I had to beat a retreat and before he noticed me I was out of the door and heading out. Needless to say my cock was rigid. And my moth dry. Swimming was out of the question.

Part Two I left the gym, saying goodnight to the confused attendant as I walked out, muttering something about forgetting my speedos. Outside the cool air hot my sweaty face. My cock was still stiff in my chinos and in my mind’s eye all I could see was the guys monster cock spewing cum. And in my imagination it smothering my face. I needed sex. Correction I need sleazy sex. I got back in my bicycle with a clear sense of direction. It was still early but I was willing to take my chances. Fifteen minutes later I was on the outskirts of town and facing a wood. I rarely came here. In fact the last time was coming home from a dinner party with my husband. It was a dreadfully boring evening so as we drove past I grabbed his crotch and kneaded his cock to life. Two minutes later we were in the wood and he was deep in my cunt. I chained my bike to a post and walked into the woods. It was earlier than usual but already I could see evidence of activity. Used condoms. I wandered deeper into the woods so desperate for cock that I was breathing hard. I think pulled off my t shirt and headed to a more secluded part of the wood where, soon enough I realised I wasn’t the only guy there. As I wandered past some guys, their hands reached out to stroke my chest and shoulders. But none of them grabbed my fancy. A shame as my cock was starting hurt it was so hard. I walked in and noticed a guy just ahead of me, leaning against a tree which I knew led to a small ravine. He was about 50, pepper short hair and beard and beefy. I stopped to make sure he saw me then I walked passed him and down the ravine. Without looking back I leaned against the side and unbuckled my belt. Turning around I pulled my cock out of my AussieBums and started stroking my leaking cock. Sure enough Daddy appeared. I smiled and licked my lips as he walked up to. He reached out and grabbed my cock hard. I moaned and as he wank my cock I unbuckled his jeans and out flopped his cock. Eight inches. It would do. I dropped to my knees and swallowed it hole. He’s clearly been here a while as his cock tasted of arse and cum. I moaned as I leaned into his crotch so I could swallow all the precum generously leaking from his cock. My only regret was that as he’s already shot his was he wouldn’t be able to fill my own cunt up. I didn’t care. Even a dribble of seed was all I needed. He was clearly telepathic as he pulled me up and spun me round. Without any preliminary niceties he pushed me down spread my cheeks and pushed his cock against my cunthole. I pushed against his hardon and felt it open my sphincter and slide in. I moaned and played with my tits as he started to fuck me with quick, sharp stabs. Closing my eyes, I started to wank my cock lost in the sensations of a cock in my arse and wanking my own tool. I was just starting to tune my own jerks with his rhythm when I heard his speed up and suddenly stiffen as he shot his load into my cunt. My hand dropped from cock as I felt the hot surge of his spunk splatter my insides. Before I could stop him, he pulled out, slapped my back and was sipping up and walking away. My own cock was stiff but I was stop shocked and, I’ll admit it, angry to sort myself out. Stunned, I turned around as he disappeared. Pulling up my chinos I slipped on my t shirt. I walked back to my bike, ignoring other guys as they tried to grab me. Getting back on my bike I decided to cut my losses and go home. Thirty minutes later, I chained by bike up in our garage and walked into our house. Music was playing so my boyfriend was kitchen. I stripped bollock naked and walked into the kitchen. There he was, clearly just back from his usual 10K run, stripped down to his shorts. He looked up as I walk in, sweaty myself. I walked up to him, his cock already tenting his shorts. I kissed him then let him watch as I slid a finger up my cunt then offering it to him to lick. He moaned as he realised I was giving him what he wanted - a cummy arse. A loaded one. I had misjudged my woodland fuck. As I cycled home it was clear that he had left a generous load up my arse. By the time I stripped naked, it was leaking out of my hole. Without ceremony my boyfriend pulled down his shorts and revealed his cock. 11 inches of thick black meat, cut with a big mushroom head and tonight the usual ring replaced by a gold bolt. He kissed me then pushed me against the table. I moaned in anticipation as he gobbed in my hole, gave it a perfunctory lick then grabbing my hips rammed his cock deep into my arse. I gasped as I felt it rip past my arse muscle and bury itself deep into my gut. One hand wrapped around my body to play with my tits, the other pushed by head down as he proceeded to pummel my arse, his precum mixing with the recent load, his balls banging my arse. After two decades of sex, I synchronised every deep thrust into my cunt with a long hard stroke of my own cock. Suddenly he lifted me up off the ground and onto the table. My hands reached out to grab either side as he started to pound my hole; my cock sliding against the wooden surface, polished with my own precum. He sweat was dripping off his chest and neck an into my back. Every thrust was bringing him closer and closer to the moment that had kept us together for twenty years. As he started on the final furlough of this short but beautiful fuckathon, he released my tits and with every thrust started punching my back. The bliss of pleasure and pain was too much too soon. I screamed as I felt my cock erupt and spew a heavy load of spunk as he punched my back again, and again and again. Finally when he could hold back any more he released a torrent of cum deep into my cunt forcing it to explode from the seal of his cock and my arse, back onto his cock and balls and down my legs. He shuddered as he wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck as we both reacted to our intense orgasms. Pulling out he pushed three fingers deep into my arse and fed my the seed in my cummy hole. Then kneeling I felt his tongue against my hole. I didn’t need any other suggestion. I pushed out a liquid load into his mouth before he stood up spun me around and kissed me. Pulling back, he smiled: “Shower”. As we walked upstairs he slapped my arse. I was sated. For the moment. I knew I had something to sort out.

Part 42 - Two Birthdays And A Wedding Countless thoughts ran through his head unable to decipher if there was any interest, but he was in no hurry deciding choosing instead to take a more informed way. He was not about to allow himself the pleasure only to find they used each other for some game. "Have you finished washing that glass as there isn't much left of it" Franco said waiting to dry the glass. Stefan crashed back in to the room "Sorry here you go" he said handing it to Franco. "Must have been a good few moments" Franco laughed seeing Stefan flushed. "Thinking that's all" Stefan said holding the glass waiting for Franco to finish drying the previous one. Franco looked at him "About Dimitri?" he asked unsure what response he would get. Stefan laughed "Actually no, seeing him today allowed me finally close that door firmly". "What did happen if you don't mind me asking?" Franco took the glass from Stefan. Stefan glanced at him "We just seemed to be living a lie, I love him but strangely not in a sexual way". Franco nodded "So why did you stay together so long?" he asked putting the glass down he dried. Stefan shrugged his shoulders "The thought of being alone, thinking he was still in love, I don't know". "Figuring things out in life so sometimes not that easy" Franco said putting the glasses away. Stefan smiled "I guess, you don't have to do that, that's what I am here for" he said picking a glass up. "Habit" Franco replied "my mother always made us help out in the kitchen" he leaned back against the counter. Stefan chuckled "My mother did the same with me and taught me how to cook" he replied. Franco smiled "That I can't do" he said pausing "maybe you can teach me". Stefan looked at Franco "If your serious I would love to" he said wiping the sink. "What are you two up?" Angelo asked coming in from the terrace. Franco waved his hands "Nothing just been helping tidy up" he replied. Angelo smirked "Go sit outside both of you I will make some coffee". Angelo watched them walk outside and join Ethan outside, he couldn't be sure but he thought he saw a glint in Stefan's eye. He yawned watching the coffee filter realising how tired he was from a busy weekend so far, thankfully he could have a lie in with Ethan in the morning before going to Mark and Ben's for dinner to say good bye to Daniel and Jordan who would be leaving Monday morning for their flight back to the UK. The following few weeks in to May were very busy with Angelo flying to NY to meet with Raffa over two days leaving Ethan behind to continue his studying, Franco worked at the office with Mark, Josh and Ben. Josh was adept at website development and through hiring him they had branched out in to this area, their first company was of course Bobby and David's PR company which was now so busy that they had to hire a permanent photographer, Josh also worked there part time writing the articles with Maddy who had now got involved an enjoyed being part of it. Initially they ran the PR company from Liongate but as things took off quickly they moved and shared offices with Angelo's company. Rob and Heike would often pop in and take Ben and Mark out for lunch since Heike was spending more and more of her week in Bel Air working on some of the wealthy homes and also some modest ones where people wanted the lifestyle she was getting renowned for creating. Jack and Ellie were still undecided about moving to LA and were flying out on Thursday with Sofie to spend a long weekend with Angelo and Ethan and also to conclude a little work as Ethan was finalising a business deal and wanted his father to go over everything with him. The limo pulled up to the arrivals building in the VIP zone, Ethan and Ben climbed out and walked through the terminal building. Ethan kept glancing at Ben sniggering as he now wore a baseball cap and shades so he wouldn't get recognised. His family came through straight away and Sofie came running over seeing Ethan. "Ethy god I miss you" she said hugging him "I nearly didn't recognise you" Ethan picked her up and spun her around "Miss you as well and what do you mean?". "You have changed so much look at your muscles even Ben is getting bigger" she said smiling. Sofie looked at Ben up and down "What are you doing dressed like that?" she laughed. Ben hugged her "Stops me getting bombarded by people" he replied. Sofie laughed "Stop driving around in that limo then" she said shaking her head. Ellie came over and hugged her son and Ben "Your mother said to call her Ben" she said. Ben nodded "Yeah I will do this weekend, it's just been so busy with work". Ellie laughed "Your not telling me your working?" she said jokingly. They sat in the limo "Everyone is looking forward to seeing you Friday night" Ethan said as they left the airport. "Who is everyone?" Ellie asked not sure what he meant. Ethan laughed "We have dinner at Liongate with David and Maddy and everyone". Sofie shrieked "Oh my god is Nicky going to be there?" she asked excitingly. Ben shook his head "No she is on location in filming up the coast". "Oh shame" she said settling back down. Ben dropped them off at St Cloud to head home reminding them that tomorrows dinner was formal. Sofie saw Angelo and ran through the house towards him and giving him a big hug, Ethan took off to the kitchen to help Stefan with dinner whilst Angelo chatted with his parents. Stefan brought refreshments out and was introduced to Jack and Ellie, they were surprised how Stefan retained a professional attitude when meeting them although he was introduced more as a friend but Stefan corrected Ethan so they knew he was the housekeeper. Sofie was already in her bikini and persuaded Franco to go for a swim. Ellie stood up and excused herself to see what Ethan was up to and Angelo laughed telling her not to be to amazed at how domestic he had become in the kitchen. "So you have learnt to make pie have you?" Ellie laughed walking in to the kitchen. Ethan had flour on his face and chuckled "Nearly, Stefan is a great cook and is teaching me". Stefan rolled his eye and smiled "When he pays attention he is pretty good". Ellie sat at the counter watching them "He use to run scared when I asked him to the dishes" she said. "He still does, but Franco doesn't mind helping out" Stefan replied opening the refrigerator. "Even tidying his bedroom was a chore, but then Angelo seemed to sort him out there" She laughed. Stefan held up a bottle of white wine "How about a glass Mrs Lewis?" he asked. Ellie smiled "Thank you that would be lovely and please drop the Mrs Lewis it is Ellie". "Of course, Ellie" he smiled "how about you Ethy?" he turned looking at Ethan. Ethan looked at his mother unsure if he should drink in front of her "Errm not sure" he replied. Ellie nodded "Of course you can Ethan but just the one" she smiled. Ethan reached for two glasses "Your not getting away without having one as well Stefan" he said. Ellie chuckled she liked Stefan and he seemed to get on well with Ethan "So Stefan do you have a boyfriend?" Stefan looked up and smirked "Do I look gay?" he asked. "Oh sorry, please forgive me I just thought you working here..." she panicked. "Mother he is pulling your leg" Ethan said interrupting her and flicking Stefan with a dish cloth. "Not at the moment, just getting my life back on track" Stefan said handing Ellie a chopping board. She laughed "What do you want me to do?" she asked sipping her wine waiting. Ellie helped with dinner and grew to like Stefan very much he was engaging and quite obviously happy working for her son and Angelo. Over dinner it was clear to see that Stefan was treated almost like family rather than someone who worked for them. As the evening wore on she also saw the looks Stefan would give Franco when he wasn't looking and vice versa, Sofie picked it up straight away as she was astutely observant after all she outed Ben to her family, she eventually dragged Franco and Ethan off to the pool where they sat chatted and laughed. Ellie helped Stefan clear the table leaving Jack and Angelo to talk business, she followed Stefan in to the kitchen. "So about what I said earlier, are you sure you don't have one?" She asked probingly. "Boyfriend?" Stefan asked looking at her nodding "Unless I am not aware of one, no I am not involved". Ellie handed him the plates to put in the dishwasher "Franco obviously likes you" she said. Stefan stopped "Does he, did he tell you that?" he asked continuing to stack the plates. "No" Ellie responded "but I like to think I can spot it now after seeing Ethan and Angelo". Stefan chuckled "Spot what?" he asked. Ellie smiled "The way he looks at you and hangs on your every word" she said washing her hands. "I think you may be reading to much in to it" Stefan said trying to throw her off. "Do you feel the same?" Ellie asked seeing Stefan turn to look at her "I mean you watched Franco". "Okay yes, but I am not sure if anything would happen" Stefan replied. Ellie nodded "Are you worried about what Angelo or Ethan might think?" she asked. Stefan nodded "I don't want to ruin things here as they have been so kind to me" he replied. "If something looks like it will happen talk to Angelo and Ethan be honest with them" she suggested. Stefan smiled "Thanks Ellie, and I will if things happen. All done here". Ellie kissed him on the cheek "Your welcome Stefan, come on coffee is ready". It was bad enough Ethan and Franco helping him out and now he had Ethan's mother to contend with as well, although it wasn't that bad he actually enjoyed the company and was secretly loving to teach Ethan how to cook, whilst Franco would often sit there watching them both. They still flirted with each other keeping their distance, each not knowing that the other was taking it carefully after all there was no rush. Ellie, Jack and Sofie were guest of honours for dinner at Liongate Friday evening for a formal family dinner as they liked to call it, although Bobby and Josh weren't technically family they were treated as such living at Liongate and now took almost every meal with Maddy and David. They also got to travel a fair bit with them doing the PR, most of their travels involved Europe and across America for charity events. The weekend was over way to quickly but Sofie persuaded Jack and Ellie that they should move here, David had kept his offer open desperate for Jack to handle the legalities of the business interests and was overjoyed when they announced they would relocate to the west coast. Angelo reached over to look out of the window watching New York as the plane descended that late June afternoon, they were spending a couple of weeks on the east coast as it would be the very last time Ethan would stay at the family home. He could see a sad look on Ethan's face as the rumble of the landing gear extending signified their final approach to JFK. "You know this will be the last time we will probably stay in the Hamptons" Ethan said facing Angelo. Angelo held his hand "Maybe but your father hasn't sold it yet". Ethan smiled "You know they have finalised the date to move" he looked at Angelo. "I know, Jack told me they have sold the family house already and have to find somewhere now" Angelo said. Ethan looked at him "I guess they can stay with us until they find somewhere" Ethan suggested. Angelo chuckled "Of course". They spent a few days in Harrison where Ethan caught up with school friends and dined out every night with Tony and Adam, they both looked incredibly happy and more so due to Steve and Callum arriving at the weekend to spend a month with them. Angelo shook his head laughing despite them being in love and devoted to each other they had developed a love for Steve and Callum on a romantic basis, unconventional as it was the four of them now lived together as much as possible. Angelo and Ethan were driven up to Wainscott and the house arriving early evening they walked down through the grounds and on to the beach walking in the surf hand in hand. Angelo's birthday would be tomorrow and Ethan's in 3 days time, Ethan couldn't believe they had known each other for nearly a year and held Angelo's hand tighter out of love for him. In between their birthdays they were to be married. Tonight though they would be alone before everyone descended for the birthdays and wedding festivities, they walked for hours along the beach returning home just as the sun began to dip below the horizon. Ethan laid of the sofa on the terrace "Anything wrong?" Angelo asked sitting next to him. Ethan shook his head "No, just can't believe I will be marrying you in 2 days time" he said smiling. Angelo ran his hand down Ethan's leg "Almost a year since we met and I love you more each day". "It has been an amazing year, I never thought I would love someone as much as I love you" Ethan said giggling. Angelo kissed him "Do you want something to eat it's getting late?" he asked Ethan. Ethan looked up at him "No, I just want my sexy lover and husband to be" he leaned up and kissed Angelo. Angelo picked Ethan up in his arms and took him inside and up to the bedroom, throwing Ethan on the bed he pulled his shorts and underwear down to his ankles and, he didn't want to wait to get undressed. Pulling his own shorts down and exposing his hard eight inch cock he guided it up along Ethan's ass and slowly pushed the head in, stopping just long enough for Ethan to moan and adjust then pushing the full length in wrapping his arms around Ethan. He pushed his ass up and sounded a loving moan of pleasure and desire feeling the cock penetrating him and the weight of Angelo pressing against his back, held in the firm arms of Angelo he raised his head and turned finding Angelo's lips he kissed him hard and ground his ass up against Angelo's cock. Angelo pushed down hard 'I'm to turned on you better brace yourself' but before Angelo finished his sentence he had begun fucking hard catching Ethan by surprise. He moaned and cried in delight feeling every inch of Angelo inside him, his hand clawing and holding on to the sheet underneath him, his legs restrained by his shorts around his ankle turning him on even more at being powerless to resist his lovers dominance over him. Angelo reared up grunted and loudly shouting his love for Ethan he locked his hips up hard against his lovers ass orgasming and feeling like his cock would burst from the powerful pulses he felt, finally he collapsed on top of Ethan's back 'fuck, oh god, fuck Ethy' he panted still grinding his cock in to Ethan's ass. Ethan raised his head from being buried in the sheets 'holy fuck' he said and laughed laying his head back down on the bed facing to the side where Angelo's head was and tenderly kissed laughing in to each others mouths. Angelo began to prise his cock out of Ethan "Where are you going?" Ethan asked "I haven't finished with you yet". Angelo laughed and thrusted in hard "Sorry did I cum to quickly?" he asked running his hands along Ethan's arms. Ethan smiled "Maybe, now you can make love to me properly" he said kicking his shorts and underwear off. Angelo kissed his neck "That I will always do". Angelo kicked his shorts off and flipped Ethan on to his back and placing him on the bed slipping in between his legs. Ethan grabbed Angelo round the neck and pulling him down towards his face. Stroking the side of his face Ethan kissed him on the lips tenderly "I love you Angelo". Angelo smiled and kissed him back "I know you do and I love you so much Ethan". Angelo wrapped his arm around Ethan's neck forcing their lips upon each other and kissed slowly and tenderly, he pulled his hips up allowing him to manoeuvre his cock letting the moistness of the head guide it down to Ethan's waiting ass. Ethan gripped harder around his neck as he felt the head of Angelo's cock reopening his hole, with loving and slow nudges he felt his lover sliding in deeper, the sound of the surf penetrating through the open windows and the breeze cooling their bodies as they locked together and spent several hours making love. They were still in bed when the families arrived in their droves, first Ethan's family arrived then Angelo's parents who were staying at the beach house. They left the boys in bed and started getting the beach bbq ready for Angelo's birthday trying to be as quiet as possible but finding it hard due to the excitement of the next 3 days. Ethan turned over and snuggled up "Happy birthday Elo" he said kissing his chest. Angelo rubbed his head "Thanks and morning" he sighed "Oh fuck" he said a big smile on his face Ethan had slipped down to Angelo's cock tasting the remnants of last nights sex he slowly moved his mouth around then down over the head and shaft slowly he began to suck and lick 'Our families are downstairs' Angelo said stifling his moans trying to be quiet but Ethan worked him harder and harder. Angelo caught up in the moment ran his hand down Ethan's back and slipped his finger in his ass, Ethan moaned loudly through a mouthful of cock, he sunk lower taking more cock than he had ever done and began to choke raising his head quickly catching his breath leaving a long string of saliva connecting Angel's cock to his mouth, he wiped his eyes and dove down again. Angelo thrusted his hips up several times removing his finger and placing his hand on Ethan's head holding him there 'fuck' he shouted and moaned his cock pulsing and shooting cum down Ethan's throat, Ethan clamped his mouth around still sucking and feeling the pulses and swallowing. He continued gently sucking moving upwards all the time until his tongue could lick around the head of the cock, he looked up and Angelo and smiled 'Happy birthday' he said again. Angelo chuckled and pulled Ethan up and kissed him long and hard laying back down in bed wrapped in each others arms for several minutes until there was a knock at the bedroom door. "Are you decent?" Sofie called from behind the closed door, she didn't wait for an answer and swung it open. Ethan sat up quickly "Sofie your suppose to wait until we answer" he laughed as Sofie closed the door. Sofie put two cups of coffee down and gave Angelo a kiss "Happy birthday" she said sitting on the bed. "Thank you" Angelo said smiling to her "I'm guessing you have all arrived already?". Sofie shook her head giggling "Err yes, and your balcony window is open" she pointed out. Ethan looked confused at her "Yeah it was warm last night" he said watching Sofie's grin. She laughed "Sounded more than warm from downstairs. Wishing him happy birthday after you were done was a nice touch Ethan". "Oh crap you heard us?" he asked looking shocked whilst Angelo laughed. Sofie collapsed back on the bed "Yeah we all figured you were giving him a birthday blow". "Sofie" Ethan said sounding shocked "fuck that is going to be so embarrassing" he said shaking his head. She looked at Angelo "He still thinks I don't know much, is he that good at it?" she chuckled. Angelo smiled and laid back "Oh yes". "Don't encourage her" Ethan said hitting Angelo on the arm. Sofie stood up "Thought so from the noises you made Angelo and by the gagging it was no simple task" he replied crying with laughter. Ethan put his head in his hands "Please tell me you didn't hear the whole thing?" nervously laughing. Sofie chuckled "Can't wait for you two to come downstairs". Ethan sat there horrified after Sofie left until Angelo heaved him out of bed and took him for a shower. When the eventually joined their families downstairs they were faced with both sets of parents staring sternly then broke out laughing giving them a round of applause. They spent an hour chatting before Sofie dragged Ethan and Angelo down to the beach for a swim whilst the parents finished preparing the bbq as guests started to arrive. Ben, Mark, Franco, Stefan, Josh and bobby all arrived and joined them at the beach for a swim then returning to the beach house the crowd had grown as everyone had arrived. Stefan was introduced to everyone and went all shy around the pop star Sam who had adored but went all tongue tied around him for about an hour until he relaxed and got on really well with him, something that Franco picked up as he and Stefan had still not got a point where they were both comfortable enough to ask the other so the cat and mouse game continued but looked like it was coming to an end as far as Franco could see. Stefan brought the cake out with Ethan at 5pm which was the time he was born, they sang happy birthday then Ethan tapped the table. "Sorry just a quick one" Ethan started but was interrupted by his sister Sofie. "Another one you did that this morning" she said causing him to blush and everyone laughing. "Very funny, but then you all know I can't keep my hands off him, I know it's not much Angelo but with Stefan's help I made you this cake with my own hands, mostly as it was something personal I could do for your birthday and as a thank you for being you, and a really good lover in bed for those who want to know. Angelo" he raised his glass and everyone stood toasting him crying with laughter at Ethan's last comment. Angelo walked over to Ethan and picked him up kissing him in front of everyone. They had decided to forego the rehearsal dinner and just spend the evening around the fire pit with their family and friends. Maddy and David had already arranged with Ellie and Jack to take care of the wedding breakfast as their gift. By midnight Angelo and Ethan climbed into bed exhausted they laid in each others arms kissing until they fell asleep. Woken by Sofie bombing in to the room at 8am with coffee, she then jumped on the bed and laid between them. "You two better get up" She said "my brother getting married, who would have thought it" she chuckled. Ethan smiled "I know. I'm glad your coming out to LA Sofie" he said pinching her arm. Angelo sat up "When are you moving?" he asked sipping his coffee. "Dunno, we have to be out by the end of July, leaving the beach house is going to be hard" she said. "Yeah but there is the beach in LA" he said getting out of bed naked walking to the bathroom without realising. Sofie giggled "What a great ass" he turned and smiled at her closing the door. Since 6am that morning the wedding planners had set up the beach in front of the house for the ceremony, not a cloud in the sky and the wind just caressing hinted at it being a glorious day. Ethan came out of the bathroom dressed in his white trousers and shirt, looking out at the beach he could see around 50 guests already arrived and having drinks in the garden. Ellie came in to the room and smiled looking at him, Sofie followed on behind dressed in a simple white dress adorned with a flower corsage, she had the important job of holding the rings. Naturally Ben was Ethan's best man and Mark was Angelo's they were also responsible for ushering people down to the beach when it was time, they were also dressed in white trouser and shirts no socks or shoes as it was to be a simple ceremony. By 11.45 Ethan and Angelo came down the stairs and in to the family room were both sets of parents waited along with Sofie and Angelo's sister Maria. The garden was now empty as all 100 guests had now taken their seats on the beach, Franco was sat next to Stefan two rows back from the front, he kept glancing at Stefan who wore white cotton trousers and collarless shirt with the top 3 buttons undone, along with his blondish hair he couldn't help but love how he looked in the sunlight. Most people were in awe how they managed to get a piano on the beach. Sam stood up and walked to the front by the piano as the pianist struck one of his famous songs Stay With Me, Sam had changed some of the lyrics and began to sing. At the start of the final verse Ethan and Angelo walked down the wide aisle towards the official with their parents at either side of them, Sofie and Maria walked in front, Ben and Mark stood up at their respective sides beaming. Sam sung the final three lines 'This is love and it's clear to see, so darling, stay with me' everyone applauded and Sam walked over an kissed Angelo and Ethan then took his seat, Sofie stood by Ben and Maria by Mark as they official commenced the ceremony. Franco wiped his eyes as he teared up watching them clearly in love with each other, Stefan noticed and put his arm around Franco hugging him and stayed like this throughout the ceremony. Every one stood as Angelo and Ethan kissed and cheered as they were officially announced as husbands, they began to walk back family stopping and congratulating them. "You alright Franco?" Stefan asked looking at him and wiping his cheek. Franco nodded "Yeah, just happy to see them finally get married" he replied looking Stefan in the eye. Stefan leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips "Sorry" he said "I've wanted to do that for ages". Franco held Stefan's arms "Don't be" he replied kissing Stefan back. Stefan stopped realising Angelo and Ethan were close to them "About time" Angelo said. Angelo kissed Stefan and Franco and smiled at them moving along the aisle, Stefan felt Franco's arm go around his waist he turned to look at him, they didn't need to speak any words instead their mouths met kissing properly for the first time. Ben came over and grabbed Franco "You can make up for lost time later" he said hugging him "Come on". Mark put his arm around Stefan "Well you kept us hanging like a thread for ages" he said. "What do you mean?" Stefan asked walking with him his arm around his waist. Mark chuckled "Franco has had his eye on you for ages" he said "And I think you have as well". Stefan laughed "Did everyone know?" he asked. "Oh yes, the day of the pool party it became very obvious" Mark replied. Champagne was being served in the garden for all guests before they headed off for the reception at a local hotel. Angelo and Ethan left first after putting some shoes on now the ceremony was finished. They were quite clear that they didn't want any gifts just their presence was enough. Ethan flung himself at Jordan and Daniel when he saw them properly as he hadn't had a chance to catch up with them since they arrived. There were so many people to chat to that Ethan nearly forgot to eat and was beginning to feel light headed from all the champagne he had drunk, Angelo's mother took Ethan and sat him down making sure he ate something. Ethan practiced the Spanish he had been learning for nearly a year and was able to hold down a decent conversation, he had no idea where the day went or even where Angelo had gone to now, he would catch him every now and then and smiled when he saw him dancing with his sister. He began to feel normal and went on to drinking coke until Ben and Josh walked over and grabbed hold of him and dragged him to the dance floor. "No I hate dancing don't make do it" he protested giggling but Ben and Josh had their arms around him. Angelo took a glass of champagne and took microphone being offered "Sorry to interrupt everyone" he said. He waited until everyone stopped and Jack handed Ethan, Josh and Ben a glass of champagne "I can't promise to make this quick as there is a lot to say, also I haven't seen much of my husband since the ceremony so make the most of the next half an hour before I take him away, I have looked forward to precisely this day for months and been preparing this rehearsing this so that I didn't cry but here goes and lets see what happens. A year ago today an extraordinary young man shook my world to pieces and he turned out not only to make me the happiest I have ever been but also the person I am today, a great friend and sounding board who has his screwed on firmly and always makes a sensible decision, that quality I know is down to his father Jack. I love each and every moment that I am with him and we are privileged to have an amazing family and friends spread all over the place, some incredibly famous but very genuine and loving none the less. Mark and Ben would never have met if wasn't for Ethan then Josh and Bobby wouldn't have met if it wasn't for Mark and Ben so you see how he has influenced and touched many peoples lives for the good. The past year has been exciting but also challenging, well when your sat in a business meeting opposite the father of the person you love and who has no idea it was the hardest day I have endured. But thanks to some careful planning by Ethan's sister Sofie, who by the way as a very well tuned gaydar so be careful if your in the closet, she helped us become the family we are today. Ethan's parents Ellie and Jack I have great admiration for the way they have raised such a caring and thoughtful person and I know it is not just me who thinks that. Ethan you have stuck by me and showed me what real love is and it makes me the so happy to finally be able to say this, Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband". Everyone cheered and clapped wishing Ethan a happy birthday, unsurprisingly there was tears from many people as Angelo finished, guests started tapping their glasses indicating they wanted the couple to kiss, Ethan and Angelo met and kissed he handed Ethan and his glass to Ben and flung Ethan over his shoulder 'Right time for us to be alone' he announced carrying Ethan out to the waiting limo and back to the beach house.

So, I'm basically a bottom but only because I rose to the NO LOADS REFUSED challenge and most of the guys I hook up are basically 'not my type'. And I can't get hard unless I have a 'package deal' to work with! I like'em LEAN and mean! Accessorized like an urban player, that sort of thing! Wishful thinking! Most guys that show up I would have never noticed in a bar! So no boner unless I CHEAT!!! And as a newly converted, promiscuous, and very proud barebacker, it's ASS UP it is for me and I can put on a slut show like there is no tomorrow. To drive up 'business' I have to make sure I get a reputation for being a GREAT BOTTOM! YELP reviews, you know, the 'word-in-the-street'! "He plays well with others!" But damn, just being a bottom limits the options! So many bottoms, so few tops! I'm working hard at 'broadening my horizon' and I have made progress. BIG progress, getting boners for guys who basically turned me off in past decades with their forward, sleazy behavior and jaded looks. I have even fucked plain-Jane guys just getting high on the thought of others watching at the sex-party. I once had a reputation to ONLY fuck 'hot twinks' and become 'monogamous' with them. Of course, ALL of those trophy boys after 'locking me down' turned out to be secretive cheaters and I missed out by not embracing PROMISCUITY! But I found I can have it both ways: 'gentleman in the street, whore in the sheets'. So this hot twink (with ruggedly masculine features) keeps flirting with me on line on Scruff and on Facebook messenger. He is the trophy boy of a very prominent member of the gay community and basically 'out-of-bounds' - IF... I knew what's good for me. The first time he came over I just blew him. The sweet nectar of forbidden fruit! Oral doesn't count! Thanks Bill Clinton for that lesson! I felt guilty and was CERTAIN there would be blow-back. Jealous rages, 'concerned calls' that kinda thing! Months passed, no blow-back. He must not tell his celebrity man everything! I have looked his man straight in the eyes and he seemed to have no 'hostile feelings'. Maybe he loves his man to be 'whored out'? There were however awkward moments in the gym, as the trophy boy was with company I had no way of knowing whether stranger is a player or a judgmental Puritan... where one has to be HUSH and 'discrete'... Yesterday the sexy boy toy hit me up again. On SCRUFF! I told him he is my FORBIDDEN FRUIT and I should probably not touch him. But he kept hinting at wanting a message and that 'oral isn't really sex' and so there he was, strolling in through the front door in tank top and silky shorts with his dick dangling. He said he was fine with 'just chilling' and a massage and said that if it was REAL SEX he would insist on being the bottom! DANGER!!!! Temptation! I have to add that the boy has the reputation of a player (whether deserved or just slander) and he even told me that he and his man go to sex-parties when they go to bigger cities. He said they AVOID LOCAL SCENES because of all the gossiping! And he does BAREBACK... and some of my certified bareback buddies claim to have bred him... maybe just boasting, who knows! So he parked his car about two houses away from mine when he walked over. He said he had forgotten where I lived but I suspect he has a 'routine' down with being 'slick' and surreptitious! "Ok a massage then!" I walked straight to the guest-room, took all my clothes off, as did he and instructed him to lay down, buck-ass naked... as I massaged his back, his perky ass was too tempting to resist. I pulled his cheeks apart and admired his sexy fuck-hole. He was eager to present! OBVIOUSLY been fucked plenty to 'elongated status' (SO HOT) and I called him a SEXY CUM-DUMPSTER! He didn't mind and hiked his ass up, with a raging boner confirming he liked my advances. We wrestled around and he quickly seized my cock to suck on which got super-hard. I had only considered ME BLOWING HIM, not the reverse! But still, 'this is not sex!' What a shame to waste a perfectly raging boner! I told him: "IF YOU WANT TO YOU CAN SIT ON IT!" My rational sanity must have left me! Somehow I feel like THAT'S MORE OK him being ASS-ertive than me slipping my cock up his ass with his face down... I wanted to feel the insides of that popular cum-dumpster hole. It drives me bat-shit horny thinking of all the rutting bucks a guy must have been with and me knowing several who claim to have bred and tagged him... He said: "I'll need poppers!" (for sitting on my dick) Luckily I knew where the poppers were (I rarely use them) and he took a couple deep huffs as he straddled over me... he then proceeded to FORCE his slick, surprisingly tight ass-cunt down on my cock-shaft. No lube, just the spit from my earlier slobbering... there was skin-tight friction to the point of my dick hurting but we kept eye-contact as neither one of us showed a sign of flinching! HARDCORE BAREBACK BONDING! What a rush! He wanted that dick and he rode it like a champ. RAW and ROUGH, skin-on-skin.... his dick stayed hard as he forced the copulation balls-deep. Taking raw cock like a true bareback rodeo star! The moment I felt his ass clinching around my cock-shaft and he blasted several squirts of his sweet cum all over me, my nut blasted into his sexy cum-dumpster hole... Forbidden fruit! Now I want more! My man says he got a message from this guy he knows I had a crush on... my man has bred him. He wants to come over today and take loads from both of us!!!! He has a huge cock for a cum-dumpster too... I have seen it in amateur porn.... I wonder if the pretty boy kept my load to full absorption. He did shower off before he left... probably to not alert HIS MAN to the scent of another buck on his trophy boy! I WANT MORE NOW!!!

Following the Cheating Boyfriend Lately, my boyfriend has been working late. In the past when he would work late, he would come home tired and grumpy, just worn out from a long day's work. But, in the past few weeks, when he's been out late, at work, he's come home horny and ready to jump into bed. Being the good boyfriend, I nearly always rim his tight hole to get it ready for my dick. A few nights ago, I got his ass in the air and went to town, working my tongue over his hole, and I thought it seemed looser than usual. I could stick my whole tongue in right away. My boyfriend groaned in approval, so I figured nothing was out of the ordinary. But then, when I stuck my tongue in again, I was sure I could taste the tartness of cum. We hadn't fucked in a few days, so I knew it couldn't have been mine. Perhaps I should have said something, but instead, I went to working a few fingers in, prying him open, and sure enough gobs of cum trickled out. I was so hard at the thought of eating someone else's cum out of his hole, I stuck my dick in, all the way in one thrust, using someone else's jizz as lube! Usually, my my boyfriend goes soft when I fuck him, but this time he was rock hard! I jerked him as I screwed his hole and I shot a massive wad all over his heaving chest. I managed to hold off a few seconds more and shot my load up his ass, adding my cum to whoever else's was already there. I licked him his cum and fingered his sloppy hole a bit, kissing him and pushing his wad into his mouth. He rolled over and fell asleep right away. I laid there for what seemed like an eternity, knowing something was up, and that someone else had fucked my boyfriend. Not just fucked him, but fucked him raw. Not just fucked him raw, but came in his unprotected bare hole. My boyfriend and I had fucked bare since we decided to be exclusive a few months before, but I guess all bets were off now. Strangely, I wasn't angry, I just wanted to be part of the decision for him, and maybe me too, to take cum from other guys. I decided to try to find out what was up the next time he told me he had to “work late.” I didn't have to wait long to put my plan into action. Just three days later, my boyfriend sent me a text message saying, 'LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER LONG NITE. C U AT HOME L8R.' I knew he usually got off work around 6, so I headed to his office at 5:45 or so, and snuck in to see him working at his desk. I noticed he kept watching the clock like he was nervous, or in a hurry or something. At the stroke of 6, he leapt him, pulled on his coat and headed for the door. I ducked behind a plant in the lobby, and followed him out. He walked quickly to the corner and ran down the steps to the subway. I had to run to catch up. Luckily, I managed to hop into the car just before the doors closed, and hid behind a tall guy. A few stops later, my boyfriend hopped off the train, and I followed. Up on the street, he made a few turns and ducked into a gay adult bookstore. There was a neon sign in the window saying “BUDDY BASEMENT.” I looked around the shop and didn't see him, so I went to the desk and asked the Attendant, a skinny guy with a pierced nose and some raunchy tattoos on his arms, “Did a cute guy about 6'-0”, with a motorcycle jacket just go to the basement?” He answered with a smirk, “Oh, him, yeah. Better hurry after him if you don't want sloppy seconds, er, thirds, or fourths! He's real popular around here.” My jaw dropped, but I paid the admission and headed down as my cock started getting hard. There was a dim musty locker room where a few guys were fooling around. Some were in their underwear, or jockstraps, but most were wrapped in a towel or naked. I shucked off my clothes, except for my jockstrap, and went out into the hall to see if I could find my boy. I wasn't sure what I would do when I did find him, but I knew it would be fun. The thought of walking in on him taking some stranger's raw load got me so hard. I peeked into a few cubicles and saw some nasty raw action, but no sign of my boy. I lingered a bit watching one cute skinny blond boy sit on two raw dicks in one room. Just then, I felt a hand caress my exposed cheeks. “Haven't seen you around here before,” said a sultry voice. I turned, half expecting it to be my boy, but it wasn't. It was a hot as hell hunk, late 20s, tall, blond spiky hair, ripped gym body, naked except for a small towel over his crotch. I could tell my the lump down there that he was well hung. “Wanna play?” he asked. “Fuck yeah.” I figured a little distraction wouldn't hurt things, and maybe some bareback sex would even the playing field a bit. Right there in the hall, I knelt down and pulled his towel off, revealing a think eight inch uncut cock. I swallowed it all in one gulp. He moaned, grabbing the back of my head and forced my mouth all the way down onto his cock. “You take raw loads, man?” “Well, I'm new at this, but I might if it was clean.” “Oh yeah. I'm clean. Took a shower before heading over.” I laughed at his corny joke as he stood me up and led me into a room. He didn't close the door, but kept it open a crack. I figured this stud must like an audience. “Get me wet, dude.” I lay down on my back on the bed, and he pulled my head off of the edge of the mattress. He started shoving his cock down my throat. I slobbered all over it, choking and gagging a bit. Just then, I heard the door creak and felt a hand on my ass. My top pulled my knees to my check, exposing my ass for the new stranger. I felt a tongue probing my hole, followed my a finger or two. “Is he primed and ready?” my top asked. “Ummmmmmmm...” was the only reply. My top pulled out of my throat and flipped me over so I was facing the wall. I guided his bare dick into my ass. He was slow at first, but picked up once I was accustomed to his girth. After a few thrusts, I could feel him bottoming out deep in my gut. I was moaning, almost whimpering as he fucked me. I knew I was going to take his cum now whether I wanted to or not. As he picked him his pace he grunted into my ear, “You gonna be a good boy and take my seed?” “Yeah.” “You gonna let me give you my babies?” “Fuck yeah.” “You gonna let me POZ THAT ASS!?!?!” What? I thought he said he was clean! He thrust forward, shooting his poisoned jizz as deep into my raw hole as it could go. I could feel one, two, three, four, then five spurts. I came without even touching my dick, shooting my wad all over the filthy bedspread beneath me. It was then that I heard a familiar voice. “So, you've met Andy.” I turned my head to see my boyfriend standing there, naked and hard. I was speechless. I'd just done what he had done, cheated and taken a raw load! But the load simmering in my gut was POZ! I could only imagine what he must have been thinking. “Don't worry about it. Andy started giving me his death seed when I discovered this place a few weeks ago.” So, my boyfriend had been taking POZ loads too! He leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth, rubbing his stubble into my face. When he pulled away, Andy was gone, but I knew it wouldn't be the last time he fucked me.

Bored on a trip overseas so fired up grindr to see if I could get some dick. Got hit up by a top with an absolutely huge dick - one of the biggest I've seen. Over nine inches and fat. Within half an hour he was in my hotel room, we were naked, and I was trying to get his dick into my mouth. I literally could barely put my mouth over the cockhead, which continuously leaked precum. Nasty and hot. Of my two holes, my ass is the more capable, so I got on top of him and started trying to put that monster into me. He made it difficult by thrusting up before I was ready - kind of hot, but painful. Finally I bottomed out, and it was amazing. He told me to get into doggie, and when he pushed in, that was when I died and went to heaven. I was a stretched out hole for his giant tool, totally for him to use. He had his way with me, punch fucking my guts. Proud of myself that I didn't ask him to hold back or stop even once. Every so often he pulled out to eat my stretched out hole, or pushed me down and bit my neck hard to hear my scream. Finally he shot a huge load in my guts, sank all the way back in one last time, got dressed, and left. PS Was especially proud when he told me in a pleased sort of voice that I was "taking it good." Guess not too many guys can handle his tool.

I just took a couple loads in a public restroom dt. I met 2 guys from bbrt so they could fuck me in the bathroom stall. I was naked n they took turns.1 sat on the toilet so I could suck his cock while the there fucked me from behind then they switched, then I rode the guy on the toilet while sucking the other guy. then I straddled the guy on the toilet and got doublefucked (a rare treat in a public toilet) they finished up by having me doggy on the floor with my head over the toilet.the first guy shot his load in me and then pissed on my head while his buddy fucked me. after he came in me he said "don't move slut.im gonna piss on you too."it was a big one. he pissed ALL OVER my back, head and ass, like I got completely soaked in piss.

Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."

Meet a guy on Friday. 45yo, white, nice dick. He wanted to live out a fantasy. He gave me a ride and I passed out. Woke up in a dog cage in a bedroom, naked. He then precede to use me over the weekend until about an hour ago. I was dropped off at my car, naked, no clothes. Drove home and just got here. I had at least 7 loads in me from him. It was hot as fuck and I wouldn't mind it again. I can't say everything he did to me here, but what I can say is he would edge me, fuck me, made me eat off the floor, and di much more. I haven't had a shower in days and I'm living how gross I feel.

Building up more and more testosterone in my balls, making sure im as potent as possible for the men I breed.

This morn. Was a little early for my swim apptmt at the NY sports club pool. Went to shower, steam and relax. Handsome latin muscle bear quickly pounced on my dick, sucking me well, & rode me a bit. He eventually swallowed my nut. Contrary to instruction, I believe one should feed the bears.

Ripe hairy pits are like poppers. I can’t get enough 🐷

When I was 30, I was on Grindr one night while on break at work. This blank profile messaged me saying he was at the sleazy sex motel down the street and was ass up looking for anon loads in his dark room. I got the room number and headed over to breed his ass. (This was before I was a filthy cumdump). I walk in hard and go in with just spit. He grunted in pain, since he didn’t know I was pierced, but quickly started moaning with pleasure. I nutted in him deep then flipped him around and made him clean his ass off my cock. I left and went back to work. The next morning, after work, I had a message from him on Grindr. It said “I’ve wanted to have sex with you since you were in high school, but you were too innocent then. Thanks for making my dream come true.” Still have no clue who it was.

I got a msg from a horny bi guy on fabswingers asking if I was up for him fucking & breed me while his cuckquean wife was locked in the other room watching us fucking on webcam. He attached pics of his huge uncut dick & 2 vids of him shooting his huge cum loads. I told him I was well up for it & wanted him to breed as many big loads in me as he could. He replied with his address & said he cam cum many times, 4 to 5 is the max for his big load and after that he can cum another 6 to 7 times getting smaller each time. He’s never managed to totally drain his balls though!🤤🤪 When I arrived he opened the door totally naked with his big rock hard cock throbbing & twitching, he led me to the bedroom and pulled down my joggers getting me to bend over, he shoved his long probing tongue deep in my cunthole. I groaned & started grinding on his face as tongue fucked me. When he was done he flipped me over & spread my legs, his tongue action had got me so primed I was begging for his big cock in my pussy! I started rubbing the tips of my nipples as he pushed his spit lubed dick against my hole. Waves of pleasure started flowing deep into me as his bell end started to enter me. My hole opened up & almost sucked him into me. This send powerful waves of pleasure into me & I was howling with ecstasy. He plowed into me hard & deep, within minutes he had my legs trembling as he gave me the first of many anal orgasms, we could hear his wife in the next round moaning & groaning, when I had my orgasm she started howling that her pussy was squirting. He got really turned on & told him I was close to another orgasm and told him to smash my cunthole. He fucked me like a sex crazed animal and I exploded into a massive anal orgasm making my legs then whole body tremble. Next door his wife screamed in ecstasy as she climaxed, he suddenly blurted that he was gunna cum. I then felt his huge dick pulsating inside me as he roared in ecstasy! He’s a true alpha breeding bull, within 5 minutes of cumming he’s rock hard and & really to fuck again. He fucked my in every position for just over 5 hours & he bred 7 loads in me. His wife like me had experienced very many multiple orgasms, when he took me in to see her she was passed out asleep on the bed which was drenched from her pussy squirting.

I went to Montreal for gay pride with a few of my friends. It was my birthday and I was really looking forward to blowing it out with my buds. Problem was my mates had their own plans to contend with in getting laid. So I had to go at it alone which was fine because I was growing increasingly horny with all the hot guys in Montreal. Damn. One morning I woke up about 6:00 a.m., with my cock in my hand raging. My two roomies were sound asleep recovering from the night before. I decided to go for a walk and maybe find a bookstore that I could watch a little porn and blow a load. No such luck. I wandered around and saw the remnants of a wild Saturday night all over the streets. I noticed a little coffee shop and got a cup to go. There was a small park I passed a few blocks back and decided that might be a nice place to people watch. It was a very small corner park, about the size of a single lot with 3 or 4 benches and a few shrubs and trees and it was opened on two sides exposed to the busy streets. I took a seat and started watching the people. It was quiet, only a few people out and about. A lady was sitting at the bench to my left talking to her dog. A few minutes later a guy sat at the bench across from me. After about 5 minutes or so, the lady took off with her dog and I began to wonder what was up with the guy across from me. I took notice for the first time. He seemed to be in his mid twenties, nice build, good looking. It was still early so I began to wonder what he was doing just sitting at this park. We made eye contact and I noticed his legs spread ever so slightly. I was positive I had mistaken this, but then he started to move his hand over his crotch. I found myself doing the same thing. It didn’t take long to determine that we wanted the same thing. He came over to my bench and sat down. “Dude, I am so horned this morning, let’s go someplace.” I told him I didn’t have a room because of the roommates and he said he didn’t either. We started to walk around. He led the way checking out little nooks and crannies. I was leery that we could possibly find anyplace private enough to really have a hot time and I wanted to get at this guy. We crossed to the next street and he pointed out a vacant house with an entrance that was somewhat, though not completely, recessed into the house. We stepped into the nook and he went to his knees. He rubbed his face all over my crotch and started to unzip my jeans. I thought he was going to pull out my cock, but instead, he pulled my jeans down below my knees. My rock hard cock slapped him across his face smearing a little pre-cum on his cheek. He said, “Oh fuck yeah.” And immediately deep-throated my cock - all the way to my nuts and just stayed there. I held my breath. I hadn’t expected this. It was awesome. After a minute, I felt him gag and run out of breath. He pulled back off my cock and a single strand of saliva joined my cock to his mouth. He looked up at me and made eye contact and slide back down to the base of my dick; never taking his eyes off mine. He started giving me an excellent blow job the way I like it; lots of saliva, gagging, cock snot and messy. I grabbed the back of his head and started face fucking him, deep. He took it because he knew what he was doing. Damn it felt good. I started pinching his tits through his shirt. I pushed him off my cock and it made that nasty “plop” sound then pulled him up and we started making out. I could taste my cock on his breath. I grabbed his ass cheeks and started grinding my bare cock into his crotch. I traded places with him and pulled his cock out and started eating it. He had that really sexy boy-smell and I wanted to eat this guy up. He started getting a little verbal, which I love, by saying things like, “Yeah stud, suck that dick. I can’t wait to get back on that fat cock of yours.” After awhile, I began to feel somewhat exposed because in my peripheral vision, I could see people starting to walk the streets. I spit his cock out and swiped a nice wet lick across his balls and said, “Man we need to find another place.” So we quickly stuffed our hard cocks back into out pants and again started to look for a better place. No luck. We were in downtown Montreal, what did we expect? Then I saw my SUV parked in a public parking lot. I told him to follow me. We made it over to my car and it was tightly packed in with other cars parked all around it. The lot wouldn’t open for another hour or so. I opened the car and put all the seats down and we crawled in the back. My hot stud started stripping off everything and I followed his lead. He jumped back on my cock and started milking and sucking it; moaning the entire time. We had gotten pretty worked up at this point. We were in a 69 position and he rolled on top. I grabbed the cheeks of his ass and started pumping his cock hard into my mouth. His moans were vibrating on my cock tickling my balls. I swear the hair on my balls were sticking strait up as my nut sac tightened. I could feel his saliva trickling down between by balls and thigh. I spit his cock out and started swallowing his balls. His was perfectly smooth, naturally smooth. I looked up past his balls and saw the hottest, prettiest, smoothest cunt I have ever seen. It was all pink, shining and glistening. It winked at me. I became anxious. Releasing his balls, I licked further back to his perineum. He sensed where I was heading and shifted his weight. I pulled his perfectly white bubble cheeks wide apart and dove in. His pussy was so sweet. I tongued it, probed it, slobbered all over it, spit into it and licked it all up again. My stud was moaning and squirming all over my face. He began to lick all around my balls and thighs, then up and around my cock. At some point he began to lick and chew on my bush. God I love sluts and this was one horny slut. I pulled my face out of his cunt for a moment and told him, “Stud this is one hot ass.” He said, “Yeah? Well, it loves getting fucked.” That was all I needed to hear. I told him, “Want some cock up that hole? Feel free to hope on and take a ride.” With that he turned around and knelt over my face, spreading his cheeks. I could see how wet I had gotten him. He started fingering his hole and even more spit started dripping out. Man I must have really loaded his puss up good because he was wet. He inserted another finger and I had to join in. I took my finger and circled it around his hole and his fingers. He was moaning again, when I inserted my finger alongside his other two. Together we fucked his tight hole. It was so wet and warm, just where I wanted to be. After a few minutes of us both finger fucking his hole, I had to get some cock up his ass. I told him to sit on my face again so I could get him really slicked up, which he did. I said, “Push out on your ass lips. I want to chew on your cunt. Get you all horny and make you beg me to fuck you.” He sat up an inch or two and I looked at his cunt. First it retracted in, then I saw his bright pink lips bloom out just a little, I put my mouth up to it and circled my teeth completely around his hole and began to nibble and lightly chew. He went nuts and started getting pretty loud. I was a little nervous that someone would hear us, but I was so far gone at this point I didn’t put much thought into it. He let me chew him out this way for several minutes. Then he pulled his puss from my mouth, spit on my cock and squatted down over my cock facing me. I love watching my cock disappear into a hot ass. There’s nothing like it. The big head just spread his hole and kept going all the way until I could see my bush hairs matting with his pussy. I reached under his balls and started mashing his pussy lips against my cock and he started riding harder. “Goddamn. Fuck me, fuck my ass.” He rode me like a pro. At one point he just fucked the head of my cock back and forth then he’d slam all the way to the back. He pushed up on the roof of the car and would grind his cunt to my pubic bone contracting his ass muscles. My boy was on fire. He pulled off me and went down on my cock again to get it wetter. Then he got on his back spread his legs and braced them on the roof of the car. I took another lick and then stuffed my swollen cock into his mancunt to the balls. I reached down and put one of his tits in my mouth and started to chew. He was delirious at this point. He kept trying to jack his cock, but I took his hands and held them above his head. I chewed his other tit and pumped him hard. My cock was coming all the way out and slamming back in making that nasty sloshing sound that you only get from having slutty sex. Sometimes, I would miss the entrance of his pucker and hit the edge of his ass wall and force its way in with a hard plop. He would grunt hard when this happened and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was so turned on. I could feel his heart beating faster and noticed his toes were curled. He was taking a real pounding. I couldn’t believe how hot his ass felt. My cock never had this much heat around it. All of a sudden, he had this shocked look on his face and I grew concerned that I may have hurt him. But then he screamed and his cock started shooting all by itself. One strand hit across his forehead and in his hair, next was a direct hit on his mouth and across his eye, several more after that was across his chest. While he was shooting, his pussy was really contracting back and forth. That sent me over the edge and I really started pounding him hard. I screamed, “I’m cumming!” He said, ‘Pull out.” I did and then my stud went down on me to the balls and took three or four spurts down his throat like a pro. He pulled back and another shot hit his open mouth. He looked so hot with all that cum on his face and in his hair and my cock dripping onto his tongue. He licked and sucked and milked and cleaned my cock completely up. We laid there panting catching our breath. “Fuck, dude, I needed that.” I agreed with him completely. We chatted while we dressed; picking strands of cum from each other’s hair and face and then walked back to the main street. We agreed that if we felt amorous again to meet in the park at the same time. I walked back to my hotel room with my sleeping roomies saying to myself, “Good morning Montreal.”

Moderator's Note: This part includes descriptions of sex with a woman. Normally, we would not allow that, but in this case, the straight sex serves to further the story of Marcus and Nick. If straight sex becomes a larger part of the narrative, it will have to be moved. For now, this is to warn you not to read on if reading about straight sex will be offensive to you. PART 4: Marcus, Chloe and I had all been working hard during the week and were counting the hours til the weekend, we had planned on going on a roadtrip together to an all inclusive resort in order to de-stress. We had Saturday night booked and we were excited about being able to unwind. Friday evening came and I got a text from Chloe saying, "Marcus should be home soon, we were texting earlier and thought it might be fun if we went ahead and traveled to the resort tonight to get the most of tomorrow as we could, what do you think?" I responded back that I was already packed so it'd be cool with me, but we didn't book a room for tonight. Chloe texted that she checked and there were many rooms still available. I got to Marcus and Chloe's apartment about an hour later, Chloe was the only one there so we waited on Marcus together and had some drinks, he'd have to be the DD and get us to the resort tonight. We chitchatted while we waited and imbibed on our cocktails. Chloe said, "Sooo, Marcus says you have a big dick?" "I don't know about all that, it's probably bigger than average but it's not as big as Marcus'," I responded. "Marcus' cock is fantastic, but it's actually a little too long, he can't get it all in me," Chloe sighed. Boy, did I know what she meant. Except, Marcus COULD get it all inside me. That made me smile. Chloe and I were getting kinda trashed, we finished off the tequila that we were going to take with us to the resort. Chloe texted Marcus to stop by the store to stock us up on liqour for our weekend. Chloe blurted out, "Can I see it?" "Huh?" I was dumbfounded. "Your hard cock," Chloe said matter of factly, "Can I see it? Marcus won't care, he talks about us all the time." Talks about us? Did she mean Chloe and Marcus or Marcus and myself? She was already on her knees in front of me on the couch rubbing my quickly stiffening rod through my jeans. I mumbled, "I don't think we should do this, I mean, you and Marcus..." Her small hands looked and felt good, especially when she whipped my boner out and started stroking it. I'm gay, but I'm not dead. Chloe was very beautiful too, I wish women did it for me. Although I guess they do, because she's stroking my hard cock right now, I just didn't know...Chloe engulfed my cock into her mouth and went down to my trimmed pubes in about 3 seconds. "ARGHHHHhhh...ahhhhhh, fuck that feels good," I surprised myself by saying. She was using her hands and mouth like her grandmother's life depended on it, and it was feeling crazy good. I just wish it were Marcus doing this to me instead. I closed my eyes and imagined it was him on his knees deep throating my dick and making me feel so hot. I felt her stand up with my cock still in her mouth working me over good. I kept my eyes closed and continued to think of Marcus' sexy mixed lips pistoning up and down on my hardness. Chloe came off my cock for a second and started forcing my dick into her pussy. My eyes flashed open and watched my bare cock breaking past her tight pussy lips with just spit for lube. I don't know what was going on, I'm so gay, but fuck this felt amazing. I started to speak in protest, but she covered my mouth with her hand and was riding me rough and hard. Chloe breathed into my ear, "Please, just give me this. I can't let Marcus cum in me, especially since his new insurance hasn't kicked in and he's not on his meds, and I NEED it, I need to feel a man cumming inside me." I shook my head "no," but she didn't stop, and I was getting close to cumming already. She was bouncing up and down on me so fast I couldn't help it. She reached down and started rubbing her clit and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and she started convulsing, her body was erratic and tensing up, she was CUMMING! I looked down to see my cock suddenly very wet with her juices and I immediately started blowing my load inside her, letting out a loud, "AHHHHHHH I'm cumming!" We cleaned up in silence. I felt guilty as hell. I didn't even want to do that but I couldn't stop myself. I couldn't look at her right now. Chloe could see the guilt on my face, "It's okay Nick. Marcus told me I could." "What do you mean?" I asked with a very confused look. "Look," Chloe answered, "Marcus knows I'm not comfortable with him cumming in me, and he also know how much I like to be filled with cum. So...he said if I could get you to fuck me, then it was okay." I sat there quite perplexed by her admission. I responded,"Chloe, you're gorgeous, but you know I'm gay, I didn't really want to do that." Chloe said, "Yeah yeah, I know. You like cock and ass, but you have to admit it felt good, and you were doing me a huge favor. Don't think about whether or not you wanted it. Just think of it as helping a friend out. It wasn't so bad was it?" "No," I said, "it wasn't bad at all, it's just...I don't know," Her phone dinged, it was Marcus and he was headed up. He came into the apartment and kissed Chloe, gave me a fist bump and said,"Damn, it smells like fuckin' in here." My face went bright red and he stared right at me, "Nick, dude, it's fine, I already know. She texted me before she hit on you. I'm just surprised you got hard." Relief filled me and also confusion again. I answered, "Well, I didn't really have a choice, my dick was acting on it's own accord." Chloe and Marcus laughed at that. Marcus quipped, "I know the feeling, sometimes you can't stop your dick from doing certain things." I was again, another shade of red, knowing full well, he was referring to breeding my hole even though he's straight. We loaded up the SUV and headed to the resort, after about 30 minutes of driving, everything was back to being normal. Our dynamic hadn't changed one bit, we were laughing and blasting music, having a great time together. It seemed like we were at the resort in mere minutes. Chloe and I started loading our weekend supplies and suitcases onto the luggage cart while Marcus got us a room. We met Marcus in the lobby and headed up to the room. Room 669, the irony wasn't lost on any of us. We all Snapchatted each other standing next to the room number on our door. We had a good laugh at that. But once the door opened, I noticed a very nice living room/kitchentte and through that was a big bedroom. We wheeled our haul into the room and began unloading. That's when I noticed there was one bed. Chloe actually noticed first and asked Marcus why he only got one bed. Marcus responded,"Uhm, because that's all they had. When you checked to see if rooms were available, you didn't ask what kiiiind of rooms." he laughed at that. "The couch pulls out to a hideaway bed anyway, so we're all good." We all set ourselves up and Chloe made everyone drinks. Marcus vaped some THC with his k-stick pen and we took tiny hits off of it. Chloe and I preferred alcohol. My head was spinning a bit, but in a good way. I suddenly felt really exhausted and mentioned I had to lay down before I FELL down. I told them to get up so I could pull the couch out. Marcus said,"We wanna stay up awhile, just go lay down in the bed It's a California King anyways." I knew not to argue, he's stubborn as hell. I promptly passed the fuck out. I don't know what kind of THC that was but I was floating. I felt someone taking my shoes off. "Good" I thought, I hate sleeping in my shoes, for that matter I hate sleeping with anything on. "Well, we can undress you," I vaguely heard Chloe say. "Here, let us help you." Did I say, "I hated to sleep with anyting on" out loud? I don't know for sure. Oh well, it felt like there were 8 pair of hands on me right now, pulling my clothes off. It felt nice. Oh wait, they're taking my underwear off too. I'm hard though. I finally moved and was trying to cover my erection, but Marcus grabbed my hands and put them to my sides. He said, "Dude, we've already seen it. Just relax and go to sleep." as he covered me up. It wasn't long before I felt their bodies next to mine, and naked? yeah, I could feel their smooth warm skin all over me. I was in the middle. Chloe was in front of me fitting into the curve of my body and Marcus was spooning behind me. I was so hard right now. I drifted off to sleep again. In and out of sleep I went and came. Came? Cum. I giggled. Oh yeah, I came inside Chloe. Chloe had scooted in tighter next to me as I slept on my side. Her skin felt so nice against mine. She reached back and placed my cock in between her thighs as she was the baby spoon. She began to lightly snore. It was cute. Next thing I remember is feeling Marcus' hard cock in my ass cheeks. Fuck I love your cock. Marcus whispered into my ear, "Shhhh, she doesn't know." Damnit, is my inner monologue coming out loud again? I'm going to have to be more careful. I drifted back to sleep. I awoke with a hand on my cock. It was Chloe's. She was rubbing my cockhead on her pussy, gyrating against me, shaking the bed. I felt Marcus' arm on my thigh as he lifted up Chloe's leg and my cock slid into her. "Wait. What's going on?" I said. I heard Marcus quietly say against the back of my neck with his hot sexy breath, "You're going to breed my girl's pussy again." His muscular tight toned body was enveloping mine, and forcing my own body against Chloe's, subsequently forcing my cock deeper in and out of her tight cunt. She was moaning as she rocked my cock in and out. Marcus' body felt too good against me. I honestly didn't care that I was fucking pussy right now, and it was a huge turn on that Marcus was practically forcing me to. I felt Marcus' hard thick cock head knocking on my hole as I fucked Chloe. My hole was soaked with his precum and was beginning to get wetter and more relaxed at each thrust. His stone-like member was fucking in and out of my tight hole a couple inches and suddenly, he broke past that second barrier and was fully inside me. I let out a guttural moan of satisfaction. As horny and turned on as I was, I became even more so when I remembered Marcus wasn't on his meds and hadn't been for over a month. He was so against fucking me at the gym because of that. But right now, I guess he couldn't control that foot long dick of his. I began to ram into Chloe's hole and she was breathing hard and her body was shaking, "FUCK ME Nick! Fuck my pussy. Cum inside me." Chloe yelled at me. She had no idea the real reason I was pounding her so hard was because I was actually throwing my asshole back against Marcus' monster cock trying to get him to nut in me before he gained a clear head. Marcus was running his hands over my body grabbing onto me and squeezing tight, as I felt him go rigid and his dick blossomed inside me knocking hard against my prostate. Oh my god, he's cumming in me! Fuck yes. I felt him unloading torrents inside of me, and that's all it took for me to start blasting another load into his girlfriend. Chloe felt me cumming and she also started climaxing. She was writhing around on my cock as we both came down from our orgasms. She slowly pulled off my cock. I let Marcus stay inside me. I drifted back to sleep. I awoke that morning in a haze. Chloe was no longer next to me, but I felt Marcus' strong tight body against mine. Cuddling me. "Thanks for giving her what she needs buddy." I heard him say. "I guess as long as I'm getting dicked down by you," I responded, "then I don't care to help her out. But what about you not being on meds?" Marcus turned me around and kissed me, "Look, you're on PrEP, you said it'd be okay...I feel a little bad I couldn't control myself, but watching you fuck my girlfriend, man, I HAD to fuck your tight hole." With that, he quickly got up and wrapped my legs around him as he filled the space between my legs with his young ripped body. He spat on his hand and aimed his cock right at my hole while his other hand covered my mouth, he plowed into my quivering ass. "OH FUCK!" I yelled. Marcus was fully inside me, he looked down at me and said, "Sorry, but I gotta be quick, Chloe is out getting our breakfast and I need to cum again." I couldn't say no. I let him have his way with me. Marcus was immediately pounding my hole pulling almost all the way out and ramming back in balls deep. His balls were slapping against my bare ass as his monster cock disappeared and reappeared at an alarming rate. It hurt, but it felt too good to stop too. He had me bent in half, and his cock was pummeling my prostate like Rocky Balboa on a hard training day. I was leaking precum like crazy as he built himself up to another climax. His caramel skin had a sheen of sweat covering it, his muscles were pronounced as he used every bit of his strength...and length...and girth to ravage my insides. My eyes were rolling back into my head as he repeatedly assaulted my prostate. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Ohhhhh myyyy god I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming!" I hadn't even touched my cock. Marcus' never ceasing beating on my prostate worked me up so quickly I started blowing a hands free load all over myself. It was shooting out onto my chest, neck and face. Marcus briefly looked down while I was going off, and that's all it took for him. His head reared back and he roared, "FUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!!" as his thick monster cock exploded his poz load inside me... Authors Note: Thank you everyone for reading my stories and commenting on them how much you enjoy them. These take about twenty minutes to write, but I have to be in the mood, so to speak. I appreciate everyone who's found these as fun as I have.

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

The guy was obviously drunk. He bumped into me at the bar then started a somewhat slurred conversation about how bars were not as fun as they used to be. I agreed. Then he asked me if he could fuck me in the back of the bar. Without hesitation I said, “Sure”. His head snapped up in surprise. He was at least 20 years older than me and not particularly attractive. He probably got refused constantly. I was not only horny but curious. I always wonder what kind of dick a man has, how thick, what does it taste like, is he heavy shooter? You never know and I have endured a lot of bullshit from men just to find out what their cocks feel like. Plus he had been drinking Greyhounds and I was enjoying the smell of his fruity breath. I downed my drink and then removing his from his hand finished that also. I wanted him to be able to get it up. Grabbing his arm I pulled him into the dark of the back room. He laughed and pulled me close pushing his grapefruit flavored tongue into my mouth. We slobbered and humped each other, me trying to detect signs of life at his crotch. I was not interested in wasting my time with a limp dicked drunk. His body was firm and strong. I tried resisting when he ordered me to suck his cock and pushed me down on my knees. Okay I did not resist that hard, just trying to find out how drunk he was. I yanked his zipper down, no underwear, and helped myself to his meat: a couple inches of flaccid dick. Hmm. Not to despair, some guys can really surprise you. I went to work. It was a long haul made endurable when I glanced a couple guys watching the action. One only sipped a beer but the other had his cock out and was slowly beating off. I discovered my man really responded to having his nuts pulled and sucked. After that his dick was hard in no time. It was a respectable piece, uncut and leaky with delicious pre-cum. I was about to offer up my hole when he pre-empted my thought by ordering me to, “Get up and show me your faggot ass.” I promptly stood and dropped trou. I was already lubed. He quickly pushed his cock into me and we both sighed with pleasure. “You like my raw cock in your guts,” he questioned me, grabbing my hips and pulling me hard onto his rampant cock. “You know I do,” I groaned. “Fuck me.” I ordered. The masterbater edged closer. He had a glazed look in his eye and I wondered which one of us he envied. I motioned him closer. He moved cautiously and I kept waving him closer until his cockhead bumped my forehead leaving a snail trail of pre-cum. I thought he might retreat when I turned my head to take him into my mouth but instead he surged forward impaling me on his meat. Taking my head in both head he face fucked me timing it so I could catch a breath once in a while. The guy in my ass was a talker. With a lot of 'fuck yeahs' and stuff like 'eat that cock' he encouraged me to take it and the other to give it. I was in cockhound heaven. The guy in my mouth was obviously getting close. He begged the guy in my ass to trade places with him so he could dump his load in my hole. I was eager for that and happily my fucker quickly relinquished my ass saying “Breed the bitch”. My holes were soon refilled. The fucking was manic and filled with the sounds of his moans and our balls slapping together. He came with a rumbly sort of moan, his body shaking hard and his cock pulsing out squirt after squirt of his sperm. “Oh god that is so fucking hot,” the guy in my mouth intoned. The fuckers cock went limp fast and my original fucker moved to fuck me again but he was pushed aside by the guy was had until now only watched the scene. “I gotta fuck that seeded hole,” he growled pushing down his jeans. His cock was rock hard and sprang out of its confinement like something alive. He was a dark bearded man with steely unreadable eyes. Without another word his sank his cock into my well used hole and I clenched my ass in pain. He was thick and I was not prepared for his girth. He ignored my yelp and preceded to fuck the holy hell out of me. My drunk was apparently delighted with the situation. He ordered me to suck his balls and went on to cheer my latest fucker on. He wanted my hole good and wet with loads. At this point I was so turned on I knew if I touched my dick I would shoot so I confined my actions to my nuts, pulling and massaging them as surrogates to my meat. My fucker was slamming me so hard it was difficult to maintain my balance much less suck balls without accidentally scraping teeth so drunk guy replaced his nuts with his cock. My nose was pressed into his pubes and he held me by the shoulders to steady me so I could take the hard driving fuck the other guy was delivering. Luckily I can hold my breath for a very long time. I enjoyed the feel of is hard cock filling my throat and the lack of oxygen sent me into a light euphoria. I was nothing but a receptacle for cock and loads. I was about to get my second load for the night. With a gargantuan lunge and a grip I was sure would leave bruises the man shot his load. He continued to pound me hard and he swore like a sailor, a series of swear words without any real content or meaning. And then just like that he was gone, pulled out and walked away, tucking himself back in and strolled out of the bar. “That was so fucking hot,” the drunk said as he guided his cock back into my hole. “Oh shit, you are so hot and slick and hot, so hot.” Still drunk I thought. He fucked me leisurely recounting the two breedings he had witnessed. “I think I am I love with you,” he said and giggled. “Fucking cumdump whore faggot cumhole. Jesus Christ I want to see the whole bar fuck your slut hole.” Yes, yes, yes,” I agreed. He did not last much longer dumping his load into me with a long drawn out sigh and rather tender thrusts. “God damn that was the best fuck ever.” I was busy shooting my load onto the filthy floor. I couldn't completely agree but it was a fine little gangbang and I was supremely happy. I turned to tongue lube and cum off the guys half hard cock. When I stood he gazed at me with a happy satisfied smile. I went to tuck his business back in his pants but he stopped me saying to leave it out he had to piss. With a lingering kiss he pulled away and staggered to the bathroom. I pulled up my pants and went back to the bar for another beer and hopefully more cock. My hole was warmed up and loaded and ready for any hard-on that looked my way.

Mid 50s bloke shaved head hairy bod looking for bare fucks in Kent/South East London. cant accom but happy to travel or meet outdoors!

Is there a way to search for members by location? I know there’s the cumdump map but since I am a cumdump myself it’s not much use to me. I need to find more tops.

Recently while I was at Steamworks Toronto I had been fucked and seeded by a young Latino with shaky English. With some hand gestures of mine, he understood that I wanted bareback only. It was the first time he topped and came in a daddy. If in doubt as to whether your hookups understand enough English, just use hand gestures to get your point across.

Once I start taking seed I cant stop till I have at least about 7-10 loads. Its a weird thing I've noted about myself. I go on these biweekly binges.

As a bottom I feel like it is my job to allow all my holes for a top's use. 90% of tops like to spit in my mouth as they breed me. I love it. Hot as hell.

LOVE ripe hairy pits and nasty hairy fuck holes that stink. Want to get my face in both and get the stink all over my face and up in my goatee, then make out with the guy so both of us can taste his stink in our mouths.

Sucked a bloke earlier today in his van while he was chain smoking. Begged him for his load in my arse and got it. Really wanna see him again!

As a 'versatile' with multiple partners, I feel a major rush when multiple loads slosh around inside of me. Sometimes it's from 'exclusive tops' who don't get along with each other. A bit like rutting bulls who go head to head instead of mounting each other as well as they can AND DO (as those who grew up rural can attest). Sometimes my man gets multiple loads and I barely know one and none of the others... guys whose raw cocks rutted his hole to the point of ejaculation... HOT the thought alone! We both agree that the wholesale sluttiness and well-committed promiscuity as concepts are DIZZYINGLY satisfying emotions. Totally the opposite of the uptight 'morality' we once considered 'normal'. Keeping the unknown, potentially 'dangerous' man DNA inside to full absorption is like a 'Eucharistic sacrament' is an extended rush and appreciation of 'sharing and being shared'. Every member of the bareback brotherhood I ever discussed the 'full absorption phase' with enthusiastically agreed to feel the same way... Some of my past tricks who have evolved into being CHAMP-CUMDUMPSTERS have gorgeously large dicks. I recall how they as horny twinks INSISTED on topping me. Now they still flip for 'special events' and use their legendary cocks to pollinate other brothers... (praise to the demi-gods of debauchery) To TOP IT ALL... I want one of my bros to 'sparingly dip' into his post sex-party anal seed stash after having been bred all night and then let the anon, sketchy, promiscuous cum-bounty be the LUBE as he consecrates me with his brutally big cock and poz seed; all this while I bask in the thrill of a thrill-seeking 'DNA-marinating, bottom-turned-top-again' and especially high-risk (the thought of the once TOTALLY FORBIDDEN and frowned upon) TOTAL ACCEPTANCE of promiscuity and 'risky sex'!

I fell in love with my slut bf at a fuck party. He took 26 loads that night but came home with me

No STD's for 30 years then this year i gave into the slut and cum whore within. So far Chlamydia, Syph and Gonorrhoea this year.

I like to wear a jock so it frames my ass. Makes it pretty clear that way. If I get a room, I’ll leave the door open with my ass up and presented for anyone to walk by and see. I can usually get a few loads from guys passing by. Or just climb into the sling blindfolded so guys know I’m willing to let anyone drop a load inside of me.

i'm answering again, my original answer went off on a tangent, idk, just not satisfied by it. Also, i went in search of this question, or one similar, because of my continuous failure to find "love." (read: "a ltr connection with someone special, that doesn't necessarily translate into monogamy for me, but i don't rule it out). i think i come closest to being a breeding slut because i haven't found love. But, i'm not sure, i might qualify as breeding slut even if i did find love? i can't count the number of times i've thought i found love, only to have the guy flake on me. i think a lot of that sort of thing happens online, that it's just so easy to flake with online meets. i've had guys profess love and that they couldn't believe the connection, etc., etc., only to have them suddenly change their mind. i'm a huge optimist, i never seem to give up, but i've noticed myself becoming frayed at the edges. i know i fuck around because that's all i have and it's better than nothing. For me, it's about the desire i have for a guy and His desire for me. my own particular sub/bottom nature feeds off of my Top/Dom, it's sort of a reflection of Him. It's mental and emotional for me and it runs deep. A frustration i have with simple slutty breeding is it's near impossible to make those kinds of deep connections in a hook up.

Logged onto BBrt and found a hot guy in his early 30s wanting to take loads. Popped over and fucked him hard with him sitting on my first and then flipped him over onto his back so he could see me when I bred him. He already had a few in there and carried on after I left. Will have to get his load in my next time!

I sucked a XXXL dick yesterday and swallowed a nice load, then I climbed on and rode it. I didn't think I could take it all but I kept at it and managed to take the whole thing. It felt so good to have my ass serviced and satisfied with something that long and thick. I was super horny when I first climbed on, but by the time he bred me my ass was total conquered and I was good for the rest of the day.

RATHER GO TO SOUTH AFRICA ITS LEGAL THERE AND MAY GUYS FROM UGANDA AND KENYA LIVE THERE NOW AND SO MANY NUDE BARS FOR FUCKING IN JOHANNESBURG AND PRETORIA AND YOU DONT NEED TO GO TO JAIL FOR ILLEGAL SEX ACTS FAR MORE SENSIBLE

PART 5: Our awkward threesome-weekend at the resort was quite an experience to say the least. By secretly taking Marcus' poz cum in my bare ass, I was essentially a vessel in which part of Marcus' DNA was being injected into his girlfriend. But I was troubled by the scenario, not that I didn't think Chloe was a beautiful person or that I was doing something wrong, but because I really didn't want her. I'm attracted to men, and right now, more specifically I only wanted Marcus. I struggled with the feelings I was having about it, until I finally just texted Marcus to meet me at a local park to hike the trails, see the waterfalls and have a discussion about what had occurred with myself, him and his girlfriend. Marcus met me at the gates to the park. It's a stunning park, and quite large, I hadn't been here for years but it was at it's best right now. Marcus got out of his car in biker shorts, and that was it. except a small sling backpack on him. He looked so sexy. The lycra left absolutely nothing to the imagination. His ass and thighs were large and strong, and his bulge was really testing the ability of the stretchy material. His waist is small which aided in showing off his v-lines and wide shoulders. I gathered my backpack and we headed off toward the waterfall. I brought up last weekend first thing, after pleasantries of course and had an open discussion about the weekend. To summarize our conversation, I conveyed to Marcus that I couldn't fuck his girlfriend again. He understood, actually he admitted that while it was hot to watch and see, that he ultimately was stressed out and jealous. Jealous he had to share both of us. So we both happily agreed it was a one-time event. I think we both felt a heavy weight lifted off our shoulders. "Whew," I thought, "finally back to normal." There is a good stretch of the trail leading to the waterfall that required single line hiking, I was behind Marcus, and thank the gods I was. I kid you not, I had a raging erection the entire time I was hiking behind him. All I could watch were the ways his muscles flexed and worked as we struggled up the incline. I almost lost my footing several times on account of his distracting body. Once we cleared that stretch we were able to walk together, and of course the first thing Marcus noticed was my boner. "Uh hey there buddy," Marcus said, "did you see any of the sights on that little bit treacherous trail or were you just boning up at my ass the entire time?" "Hey now," I answered, "you're the one that showed up practically naked, and I think you absolutely did it on purpose." He laughed, "I just wanted to be comfortable." He had a wicked smile, knowing we both were fully aware that was a lie. We got to the waterfall finally and it started to down pour out of nowhere. It had been a bit cloudy, but nothing to indicate a monsoon-like storm. There was a small covered area nestled into the trees with a picnic table and fireplace fitted with a grill. We high-tailed it to the gazebo type structure giggling like school boys. We were already soaked though. We decided to wait it out rather than hike in this rain. It would've been impossible anyway. There was no way anyone was going to make it safely up the deep incline that we had to hike. It was beginning to get a bit chilly in these wet clothes, so Marcus built a fire in the outdoor fireplace/grill. It was even outfitted with one of those old-timey swinging arms that allowed someone to easily swing a kettle or soup pot in and out of the fire. Marcus shrugged and said, "doesn't look like this is letting up, I might as well get comfortable, no sense in sitting around in these wet shorts." He pulled his shorts, shoes and socks off and hung them on the swinging arm to dry by the fire. I thought, "why not," and shucked all my clothes too, to dry with his lonely pair of shorts. Of course Marcus hadn't worn underwear and seeing his thick cock again was bringing my own penis to attention. He looked at me and smirked. His appendage started to lengthen and grow too. "Come suck me," Marcus commanded. Again, I'm not in my right mind around him, I immediately knelt down in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. It tasted so good. The feeling of his bare skinned cock in my mouth was heaven. I worked my tongue and lips around his massive head and greedily sucked in his copious amounts of poz precum. He was moaning and groaning telling me to,"suck that big black cock. worship my fuck stick, faggot." I loved it when he was aggressive. His strong hands were on the sides of my head while he skull fucked me. I was gagging and my eyes were watering so much. He rammed his cock fully into my throat and I felt my teeth scrape against his shaft. He gave no warning, I couldn't help it. He held my head tight while my nose was buried in his trimmed crotch. He slapped the side the side of face saying, "gonna have to teach you to deep throat better, that hurt you little bitch." I was choking on his dick in my throat and when he slowly pulled out, we both could see my teeth had broke the skin a little on his shaft and there was a tiny bit of blood. There was a small amount of alarm on both our faces as he hadn't been on his meds. Marcus pulled me up harshly and forced me to stumble over to the picnic table. I fell back against it. The rough wood felt good on my back. He reached under my knees and had me spread eagled in seconds. He sat down on the bench and dove into my ass crack. His tongue was invading my hole. My head hung off the other side of the table, I closed my eyes and took in the sensations of him eating my ass. It wasn't long before I felt his fingers probing my fuck hole. He was an expert at finding my prostate now and my precum began to flow onto my stomach. I was trying to catch my breath when I said, "Fuck Marcus that feels so good. We should stop before anyone catches us." Marcus responded, "Man, nobody can make it up that incline with this much rain, it's probably a mudslide at this point. Besides, I don't care if anyone watched right now. I need to be in you." I was struggling inside. Emotionally speaking of course, because his tongue inside my hole gave me no struggles whatsoever, only blissful pleasure. I said,"Marcus, we both saw I scraped your cock with my teeth and we both know you were bleeding." "Relax," Marcus said, "let me just make you feel good." He stood up and positioned his fat uncut cock on my hole and began to push inside my slick hole. "Ahhh," he said, "I've missed this tight piece of ass. Your cumhole feels so good stretching around my shaft. I wish you could see it forcing its way into you." It felt good, but there was a lot of resistence. He kept taking breaks, alternating between eating and tongue fucking my ass opening and pushing his fuck rod into it. Unfortunately my ass was resisting once it got to a certain point in my depths. I was breathing and pushing out, he was using as much spit as he could muster up. Maybe it was for the best it couldn't go all the way in. But Marcus seemed more determined than ever to get inside my hot cum chute. He reached over and grabbed his sling pack and pulled out a banana. I wondered what this was about. Was he suddenly low on potassium? Was he going to try and stick it up my ass? He began to peel back the top of the banana, breaking a piece off of it and smashing it in between his fingers. I watched as his hand went to my hole and he started massaging the smashed banana into my hole. Marcus' fingers were now sliding in and out of me as I held my legs up behind my knees. He smashed more of the banana and forced it up inside me. He was working two, then three, and now four fingers into my ass. I felt completely open now and almost sloppy down there. But it was hot. My cock was straining against it's skin. It couldn't have gotten any harder. It was nearly painful and I wanted it to go down, but I needed to blow my wad in order for that to happen. I reached down with one hand and felt his fingers working my boy pussy open. It felt amazing, and like a thick lube was coating my hole and insides. Marcus again positioned his leaking cock on my hole and this time worked past that resistence we couldn't seem to breech earlier. When he slammed all the way into me, I gasped. I lost my breath, my body was on fire. "Marcus?" I asked, "what about the scrape on your cock? It was bleeding. Can you just fuck half of your cock into me?" He pulled out of me so fast I felt saddened. His thick dickhead was massaging my hole barely fucking it open. Marcus responded, "Nick, you're on PrEP, and I'm so fuckin horny right now, just let me get this ass. PLEASE!? I NEED to bust so bad. I have to have you." I shyly looked away. He asked, "What's wrong? You don't want it?" "Fuck yes I want it!" I yelled back. "It's just...I haven't had my PrEP for a week, I'm supposed to get it next Wednesday though." Marcus looked heartbroken, he said,"Oh, shit man, why didn't you tell me? I don't want to put you at risk." Now I was heartbroken. I think I'm beginning to catch feelings for my best friend. I wanted to please him, and he made me feel so good. Looking at his face I saw more than lust, and disappointment. It was as if I was letting him down. Like I was one of his girlfriends who wouldn't let him cum in them. His cock was still very hard at my entrance. I wrapped my legs around him, grabbed him under his big arms and forced him to fall on top of me impaling myself on his third arm. We moaned in unison. It felt so hot to have him fully inside me, and knowing the possible consequences to our lapse of judgement. Or rather, for letting our cocks make the decision for us. My hole was stretched tightly around his thick shaft. I couldn't deny myself this pleasure. I could tell Marcus still had reservations about what we were doing. I commanded him sternly,"Marcus, I need this dick right now. Not later. Right the fuck now, I need your cock to tear my ass up and you to flood my guts with your load." As he fucked into me he was picking up the pace he responded, "Okay. okay. I need this too. I need you. I'll pull out, we can fuck, then I'll pull out." I shook my head in the affirmative and told him, "fuck the devil out of me, use my hole to get off." He initiated a fury of a pounding on my hole. Our bodies were hammering together, the intensity of the fuck made me feel like a furnace as his cock head walloped against my prostate. We were building up to a final countdown. I couldn't handle the assault any longer and felt my hole spasming around his shaft. I could feel his cock striking my prostate and turning it out. I couldn't catch my breath, the pleasure was too much. I scarcely got the word, "CUMMING!" out of my mouth before I experienced a rare hands-free blowout. Streams of my cum rained down on my feverish body like sex lava. I was splatter coating my body. My hole's involuntary spasms and fierce contraction sent Marcus over the edge too. I felt it. He attempted to yank his huge cock from my body to cum, like he said he would. But in a split second, I knew I couldn't allow it. I couldn't let this man's cum be wasted on the ground. I hugged my body around him with as much strength as I could and locked him securely into me and his shudders became waves of convulsions as he blasted his poz load deep into my bowels. He kept cumming and cumming, he'd given up on the notion to pull out and accepted that it was too late and I had been the one to make him breed me. Marcus slowly lowered himself down on top of me. His cock still hard inside me. "Why? Why'd you do that?" He asked. I responded, "Because I fucking love you, you stupid dick. I'm not letting fear get in between us ever again." We composed ourselves a bit and laid back on the table. Naked, sweaty, warm from the fire, and wrung out from the sex. The rain hadn't let up, not even a little. That's when I heard tree limbs, and bushes being rustled, a young man burst through the one side of the gazebo-like structure. He froze seeing our naked bodies laying on the table must have been as much as a surprise to him as us seeing anyone up here in this weather. He broke the silence saying, "Oh man, sorry about that, I was coming down from the mountain and this storm started in, I happened to see the roof of this hideaway and thought I could seek refuge." Marcus said, "No problem man, we got caught in it too, we were just trying to dry our clothes out while we waited. You're welcome to do the same. I'm Marcus by the way, and this is Nick." The young man sat his backpack down and began to pull his shirt off, "Shawn here. I wouldn't mind getting out of this shirt and maybe drying my shoes and socks off a bit." That left him in his shorts as he came to sit on the bench across from us. He fished into his large backpack and pulled out some tequila saying, "Anyone up for some time-killing?" We happily agreed to his generosity. Shawn was very good looking. He had reddish blonde hair, and a tall lean body dusted in fine peach fuzz. There was barely a happy trail at his waist going down into his shorts. We talked a bit and passed the bottle around. He finally said, "To hell with it, I'm not going to be odd-man-out." He pulled his shorts off, and walked over to hang them up. He was wearing a jockstrap! His peach fuzz covered ass cheeks bounced as he walked toward the fireplace. Fuck. He had a plump bubble butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. My mouth was watering. I looked over at Marcus and saw his cock stiffening. I took the opportunity to say,"You might as well take it all off at this point stud." He turned around and smiled, "Thought you'd never ask." as he removed the last bit of clothing from his hot young body. He said,"Wanna play a game, "never have I ever"? We say a "never have I ever" and if you have done it, then you have to take a shot." Marcus and I were up for it. Nothing else to do anyway while the storm howled on. I began with, "Never have I ever offered tequila to strangers while naked and underage." Shawn smiled and took a shot. Shawn did clarify that he was 19, so he wasn't totally underage. Shawn was up next. He surprised us both by saying, "Never have a ever had gay sex in a storm on a picnic table." He was smiling from ear to ear when he caught us off guard. But soon we were all laughing. Shawn said, "It was pretty hot actually. I'm not gonna lie, I jerked off while watching you guys." I asked, "Have you ever tried it? I mean, sex with a man?" Shawn sheepishly looked away, and answered, "I guess you could say I've tried it. I mean, in Scouts and stuff, you know how it is. Young honry guys out in the wilderness sleeping in tents together, it's a recipe for experimenting. I wouldn't mind trying it again...like right now." I was hard in an instant, and I looked over at Marcus who was also at full mast. Shawn was staring intently at my cock, then moved his gaze to Marcus' erection. His eyes were like a deer staring at headlights. I reached over and grabbed the back of Shawn's head and guided his mouth toward Marcus' cock with one hand and with the other hand I placed Marcus' hard tool against Shawn's lips, smearing his precum on his mouth. That was all the encouragement Shawn needed to slide that big beautiful straight cock down his throat. I was surprised at how easily he could deep-throat and complimented him on the feat. Shawn pulled off long enough to say, "No gag reflex," before he went back to bobbing up and down on Marcus' huge cock. He didn't need my hands to guide him any longer so I got up, got behind his gorgeous bubbly ass and dove tongue first into his hole. It was tight as hell. I was working his hole with my tongue as best I could and gently started to penetrate him with my fingers. Man, this guy was tight but I kept up my work on his hole until I was able to get three fingers inside him. I was again leaking precum and couldn't stand it any longer. I got up and focused my cockhead directly onto his hole and began to insert my hardness into him. Bareback of course. He gave no objections so I kept entering him until I was balls deep. Did I mention how incredibly tight he was. I wasn't sure how long I could last. Shawn moaned around Marcus' cock when I bottomed out, he pulled off Marcus and groaned, "Fuuuuck. I've never had someone go all the way, the most I ever got was an inch or two. You feel amazing. I can't describe what you're making my insides feel like. Please fuck my ass. Make it yours." I think we've unwittingly discovered a natural bottom whore. I started taking long hard strokes in and out of Shawn's young bubble butt. Watching his hole stretch around my thick shaft at the base. I wasn't going to last much longer. I'm basically taking his virginity and the sensations are too much. I start pounding into his ass and say,"You're gonna make me cum. I'm going to flood your ass with my nut boy." He had his ass in the air as I rammed it while his head was in Marcus' lap mumbling, "Cum in me. Blow that load in my hole. Put it where it's supposed to be." I erupted. My cock swelled up and blasted his bowels with my cum. I was breeding this virgin slut. I flooded his ass with a huge load. I gently pulled out and his hole closed back tightly, keeping my load deep inside him. Shawn stood up, this was the first time I saw his cock. It was about 5 inches long, a respectable girth but it was hard a rock. It looked like it was filled with a steel pipe and it was slick with his own precum. I was still hard too, I can cum multiple times without going limp. I asked Shawn if he'd like a break. He replied, "Hell no, that was amazing, and I'm still horny. I need more cock." He stepped up onto the picnic table and straddled Marcus' giant cock and began to lower himself on it. Marcus immediately said, "WAIT!" I interrupted by quickly climbing up on to the table and stuffing my cock in Marcus' mouth. I gently stroked his face and said, "Look at him. Shawn needs your cock. Nothing is going to stop him from milking you dry, see how much he loves it? Let him make you cum. He's not asking any questions, he's here to get fucked, okay Marcus?" He hesitantly shook his head "yes," as Shawn rode his cock like a bitch in heat. Shawn's head was arched back, his eyes closed as he pistoned himself up and down on Marcus' toxic tool. Shawn wrapped his hand behind Marcus' neck and rode a wave of passion and pleasure. He incoherently mumbling and groaning, "yes oh god yes, fuck yes. Fuck my hole. I want your load so bad. Shoot your cum out of that huge cock deep in my boy pussy." His body tensed up and his stone hard cock looked like it was about to burst. He began to blast his load all over Marcus. Shawn yelled, "FUUUCK! Breed my hole! Oh shit! I'm still cumming!" He shot another volley of boy jizz out of his iron erection. This was the final straw for Marcus, he went off. He was shooting his load deep into Shawn. Depositing his cum along with mine. Shawn became more relaxed. He was relieved. He quickly gathered his things and got dressed. The rain was light now. He hastily said how hot it was, and how much he loved it. He thanked us again and again for making his dream cum true. I tried to get his number but he rushed away too quickly. Marcus and I were left alone again. He looked at me and shook his head saying, "Why'd you do that? You know I haven't been on my meds and you didn't let me tell him my status." Marcus, one thing you're going to learn one of these days is that sometimes when a gay man, has to have cock and be filled with cum, there's no stopping him. I saw that in Shawn. He wanted everything we gave him. Marcus and I had more adventures in the following months which I hope to share with you. But about 4 months after breeding Shawn, I got a text from an unknown number. It read, "Hey, I don't know if you remember me but it's Shawn. We met in the park during a bad storm and I wanted to tell you that you and your friend opened up a whole new world to me. I can't thank you enough. I came out to everyone, I feel more free, and I just got on PrEP so that I can enjoy more of what you two gave me. I got your number from the tag on your backpack, I hope you don't mind and I hope maybe we could all meet up again soon." I replied that we would love to breed him again. I showed Marcus the text and he was relieved that he hadn't given Shawn HIV, and he was also very eager to fuck him again, as was I. Author's Note: I hope this chapter makes up for the previous chapter. I realize that portion of the story may not be everyone's cup of tea, so I hope I have made amends to those who may have been disappointed with it.

If you hit an XXX bookstore early on a weekday morning in the summer, you can stumble into a truckload of Mexican guys on their way to a landscaping job... [EG] Just sayin. (The only words I understood were "maricon" and "puta." "Puta sucia." Pretty sure they were talking about me.)

I think my first anon experience was when I was around 14. Family was on vacation staying a week in Florida. I was checking out the beach when I stumbled up on a couple guys hanging out. Had some small talk, found it they were staying in the same hotel we were. One thing led to another and they both ended up fucking me later that night in their room.

Same here, at teh baths if the top trys to use a condom I laways reach around and as he fucks me each time his cock slides out I try and slide the condom off his cock. Found a few condoms left behind in my hole doing that.

In general, I like fucking my bottom like a 10¢ whore and I'm out to get my moneys worth. So I like it pretty rough. I like wrecking a hole because most of the people I fuck are into that. But, their is a pride in seeing a ass that can close anymore and totally destroyed and it's because of you. It's like a sculptor but with hole as your medium. Some tops do it because the more they make a bottom hurt or bleed feeds their ego as a man. They feel that by wrecking a hole and making guys bleed their so tough.

Great thread here, assuming bathhouse hook-ups don’t count, my fasted hookup was several years ago in a small boutique hotel in Hawaii. I ordered room service after I’d been bred in the room by a couple of bbrt hooks-ups. I cleaned-up the room, was wearing an open robe, bare chested, with gym shorts on. I opened the door to let the room service guy in. He was young (late teens), very very tall, tanned Hawaiian. I probably stared at him a bit too long as he was really hot. I thought I’d cleaned the room up, but a lube and a poppers bottle was still by the TV and I guess the room smelled of poppers and sex (oh well). He saw the lube and poppers and smelled the sex in the room (he told me later). He sat the tray down and as I’m signing the ticket, he very lightly rubbed his crotch which I immediately noticed. I just asked him if he’d like me to “take care of him?” He said, “it has to be quick.” As he is unbuckling and dropping his black work pants, I dropped my robe and shucked off my shorts and got to my knees. His 8” cock just popped out rock hard (gotta luv teens), I was ready to suck him and he says, “do u let guys fuck u?” “Sure,” I say. I stood up, turned around and bent over the bed and he shuffled over to me as he did not even take off his underwear, shoes or pants, he just pushed them down. In seconds his teen cock just slammed its way into my ass. Less than two minutes of fucking and he is grunting and unloading inside me. Then he just pulls out, I quickly turn around to clean off his beautiful cock with my mouth. Once clean, he pulls up his underwear and pants, buckles his belt, and says, “thanks guy, oh and just call down when u want us to remove your tray.” And he was out the door so fast and I’m still, naked on my knees, staring at the door with his cum leaking from my ass. My fasted hook-up I think. BTW, he bred me several more times during my 3-day stay, all were pretty quick too.

Luv sucking cock that's been fucking and breeding other holes. Better during a long weekend session of unwashed, unshowered pig fun.

Sorry about the delay, been too busy and a bit sick. Here's the next part: I'm shocked at Bobby’s appearance in the light of the booth. In the darkroom it's easy to fuck with guys who you wouldn't look twice at in daylight. I recall that I had recoiled when I'd first felt his wasted, bony body, but his cock, probably sustained by Viagra, had been the attraction in there. But now I can see the man. I see how severely wasted he is, the skin is sagging from his arms, the muscle loss from his legs is plain to see, and his torso is just ribs with a loose covering of flesh. There are lesions, too many to count, and they are spread across his body. And then there are patches of rash, around his groin, on his legs, up his stomach. But his cock is hard, engorged with his infected blood, almost as if the virus that has ravaged his body is supporting the means by which it can spread! His bulging cock head and veined shaft glistens with precum, AIDS infected precum that is running from the slit in his glans as I watch. He smiles at me. ‘I've got another load here for you if you want it' he tells me as he slowly wanks his cock. I'm actually repulsed by his sight, but also fascinated by this man. My arse is sore, aching from the treatment that it has received tonight. I feel that I should go to get showered, make my way to A&E to request a course of PEP. It may be futile but I could tell myself I did all I could. Devon’s warm body comes up being me, his arms wrap around me. He holds me with one arm and puts the brown bottle into my hand. I feel myself open the bottle, a little hiss and the scent of the Amyl. I lift the bottle to my nose, close one nostril and take a deep snort through the other. I hold it in, then breathe out. Then another breath in from the bottle. I repeat this, each long slow breath inhaling more of the chemical. I relax into Devon's arms, all thoughts of leaving are forgotten. Once again the poppers course through my head. I put the lid back on the bottle and let Devon guide me to the bench. Without hesitation I lean over and take Bobby’s cock into my mouth. His precum is sweet but bitter, I squeeze up the thick tube beneath his cock and am rewarded with a mouthful of the toxic nectar. His taste spreads through my mouth as the fluid covers my tongue. I continue to suck him, more precum enters my mouth, different flavours as it rubs into my throat, around my gums, beneath my tongue. I feel Devon’s fingers spreading lube between my arse cheeks and into my stretched hole. The cool lube is soothing. ‘Get up and sit on Bobby's cock mate’ he whispers into my ear. I climb onto the bench, lift my leg to sit astride Bobby's stomach. His skin is like paper, his body so much cooler than Devon's. I reach behind me and lift Bobby's heavy cock up. Devon takes hold of it for me and I feel him press it to my opening. All I need to do is press back and he will be inside my body again. I hesitate, should I put a stop to this? I know the answer is yes but I open the bottle again. More poppers relax the butterflies in my stomach and I lean back, I feel his cock head breach my sphincter. I sit back and relish the feeling of this poison rod sliding into my sore arse. Bobby smiles up at me, he pulls me to him and we kiss, tongues dueling, he probably tastes his precum in my mouth. His arms feel fragile as they hold my torso to his. His saliva is yet another of his bodily fluids that I'm absorbing. He starts sliding his cock in and out of my hole, his breathing ragged with the effort. I sit up and match his movements, allowing his cock to slide it's full length in and out. I feel Devon climb onto the bench, he is kneeling behind me. He pushes me down and Bobby wraps his wasted arms around me, his bony fingers grab my arse cheeks and pulls them apart to give Devon the fullest access. Then I feel it, Devon holding his cock head to my arse hole. He lifts my hips and I feel Bobby's cock leave my hole, then lowering me back down and I feel Devon's bulbous cock head press into my hole. Despite the stretching that I've already received his cock still doesn't make the initial entry easily and my hole protests at the further intrusion. But then it's through, the rim behind his glans is inside my muscles. Then Bobby is holding his cock head tightly to the underside of Devon's cock. As Devon pulls outward I feel my ring being stretched open, it's as if they have planned as they both push hard into my tortured hole. I gasp at the pain of the two cocks stretching my anal muscles open. Surely I can't stretch that far? I need to stop this, these are two of the biggest cocks that I've ever encountered and I realise that together they are going to tear my hole open. I cry out as the pain reaches another level. I tell them to stop but Devon's arms, strong, muscular, hold me in place. I know I'm trapped. 'Your'e going nowhere’ he growls into my ear, ‘sniff your poppers if you need, but you're getting us both in your arse whatever happens’. Is this rape, I wonder, but know I put myself into this position. Somehow I manage to get the poppers bottle under my nose, I inhale, my head spins but still pain radiates from my hole. I feel a slight relief, think it's the effect of the poppers but then realise they have both eased off, have they realised they are too big? But no, the relief is short lived as they both ram their cocks back into my arse. I feel something give way and the pain is intense. They stop, each cock now through my hole. I worry that something is torn. ‘I knew you could do it’ Devon whispers, 'just relax and you'll love it.’ The pain eases off, or maybe my arse is numbing. The open poppers bottle is still under my nose and I'm inhaling the vapours with every breath. I nod, tell them it's feeling better. Devon pulls out a little, leaving Bobby's cock inside me, then he drives deeper in again. Bobby does the same, gasping for breath. The feeling is painful but the intensity is awesome, my prostate is being crushed and my colon is being filled to capacity by these men. They start fucking me, sometimes driving in together, sometimes one pulls out as the other drives in. I find that I'm loving the sensations of pleasure and pain, and I start moving my arse to try to match their movements. I start to feel them both hitting the back of my colon, I know I've got them both fully embedded inside me, the thickest parts of their cocks opening my sphincter wider than ever. The sensations of these two cocks takes me to the point of orgasm, but it's so different to the usual cum. My arse cannot squeeze shut and I feel a continuous pleasure and realise that my muscles are trying to ejaculate but nothing is coming out, a continuous orgasm that just adds to the pleasure pain cycle. Bobby's breathing is more laboured, I feel his finger nails biting, scratching my arse cheeks as he drives into me. Devon is holding my hair, his other hand over my face, his thumb pressing into my mouth. I'm being used like a rag doll by these guys. 'Take it, you whore,’ cries Bobby, 'take my AIDs, I'm cumming in your dirty hole.’ I don't feel the semen but I feel his cock throb in my ring as he fired jet after jet of infected cum into my torn and scratched rectum. He falls back sated, but there's no relief as his Viagra erection remains stiff within my arse. My hole feels wet and I know that Bobby's semen is coating the inside of my arse, his virus fighting it's way into my blood stream., Devon is still pounding and pulls my body back against his. His savage thrusts suddenly find the entrance to my inner bowels again through my already tortured second sphincter. Each thrust penetrates my core as he drags my head back to his, his cock dragging against Bobby's, as it drives through my arse. Someone grabs my exposed cock, I hadn't realised I was still hard, I hadn't realised how many guys were watching us. They roughl yank my foreskin up and down, too hard, too painful, but it has the effect of bringing me to another painful orgasm, my muscles trying to contract against the two cocks still inside me. As I cum Devon bellows, driving into me, delivering his poz semen deep into my intestines, five, six, more thrusts, I think his cum must be reaching my stomach. Devon falls forward onto me, I'm crushed between him and Bobby. I have to roll to one side to be able to breathe, both cocks are dragged from my hole followed by a torrent of fluid. I reach to my still open hole to gather some of the liquid, it's mostly white but tinged with red, at least I'm not bleeding too badly I realise. The little booth is full of men, maybe 8 or 9. A cock is pushed at my face, uncut and smelly, but I open my mouth to suck it. It tastes of piss but also arse, I wonder where it's been but dutifully clean it, swallowing the foul mess from under the foreskin. My body is dragged around to the edge of the bench. A cock enters my arse, I hardly feel it I'm so stretched, but I feel the legs against mine, pubic hair sctraching my arse cheeks. I want to complain, to say no, but the fat guy with his cock in my mouth is holding my head as he fucks deep into my throat. Devon is there at my ear again. 'You've turned them on mate, you better let them use you. It's the busy time now, they are queueing out there, it's a bit of a frenzy.’ Do I try to stop it or go with the flow? At least I still have my poppers...

I fuckin love that story. Truthfully, I have someone that I love that quite literally depends on me for daily life. Would I like to be a tatted Roid Muscle Tina Cigar Switch Daddy with a stable of boiz I converted with my own cock? Fuck yeah But my other life is very important. so I know when to calm my beasts. It's a skill and like any other skill, it is learned and practiced.

LUV the story!! Hubby and I were mono for first 5 years before our first mutual 3-way, then a total of 8 before we started fucking separately. At first it was intermittently safe, but quickly migrated to full-on bareback and breeding. Except for initial fear/jealousy it has been a hot, fun ride -- we now have a bottom boyfriend that we share separately and together and a number of regular raw fuck pals. Sport sex and "Cheating" has continued to make our sex life hot for over 20 years now and we agree that real sex is always bareback, penetrative and involves pumping cum deep inside someone's hungry hole.

There is a lid for every pot. Personally, I don't do well in relationships. But there's not one thing that would keep me away from a relationship if it happens. I also think the dynamic between two connected people is very private and is likely to not be understood by others. Maybe you'll find love monogamously or maybe your partner will be the biggest fan of your bareback, slutty desires. Maybe you're fulfilled as a single person. It's really nobodies business. Bottom line is that you are deserving of your dreams and goals, and don't let anyone tell you different. Be authentic and lead with kindness.

Nothing gets my hole wet like smelling ripe pits. I love a manly top

Holy crap this story is so fucking hot! I'm 20 years sober and right now I'm hitting on every hot party guy I can find on BBRT ready to go for it!!!

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...

Yup being poz is not all it's cracked up to be. Remembering to take meds on time every day is a real bitch. Keeping a look out for any opportunistic infections. Another bitch is having to disclose my status every time then deal with a potential freak out and being made feel less than dirt. Seeing the look of horror on dentists faces alone should make you bug chasers think again. To guys wanting to convert, I say fuckin stop and think again. Understand the full repercussions of the decision to go poz. It's not to be snifed at.