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I looked at my watch and it was 1:10 the kid was there for an 1:40 minutes. I got a text from him at 1:30 and he said you definitely should do the center stall. It was busy today and it took my a long time to be able to even get to the center stall but from what I could see that is where you want to be. You may want to go on an off time because the cock sucker there was really busy. Hope you have fun I want to hear all about it. ( He did not mention that the cock sucker was him, I also did not mention that I too was there and I already fed him some cum). Thanks bud, glad you scoped it out for me. So guys will just stick their dicks through or what? He said some will, other you will need to either tap your foot or your finger on the hole to tell them it is okay to put their dick through. Some will say nothing but grunt when they cum and other will talk dirty. I think dirty talk is hot even when it is in another language. You will have fun so you gonna go tonight? No girlfriend changed her plans and I can not go till Wednesday. Wish I could. That is too bad, let me know if you are need anything before then. I do have a question, my girl never eats my ass and I really like that, do you think that could happen. I do not want anything but a tongue on my ass but fuck that would be so hot. Maybe I should just suck a dick first but this has me so horny. Talk to you later. With that I text a few more buds to swing by at 5 PM and let the kid suck them off and if they wanted to taste his pussy to tell the kid to put his ass up to the hole.

Time seemed to stand still. I was conscious that my breathing was in sync with his hard abs. Through the thin fabric of his yellow lycra I could also see the slightly thickened outline of his cock. It might have been the light but I couldn’t see the normal jagged appearance of a piercing that I noticed when I wore my own speedos. My own cock was in shock and has shrivelled down. Still deep in my subconscious I knew my package still looked impressive. I took a toke and inhaled deeply, holding on to the spliff. My mind was still in two places. There, in the apartment working through various scenarios simultaneously. The other half thinking about my boyfriend. No, not like that. We both fucked around but rather, where was he that night. Then I remembered. He was at an all-black night at the most popular gay sauna. It happened once every couple of months and only black guys were allowed in. That might offend the more politically correct amongst you but I figure if you breed man cunt and take loads in your own then you’ve not got a principle to stand on. Plus he always came back wanting to fuck like an animal so I didn’t mind that he went. He went because he loved taking black cock deep in his own cunt. It was something we had in commons and we’d only discovered when for our fifth anniversary he surprised me with a black porn star I always fantasised about for a day of Chem induced fucking. Half way through when my own arse needed a rest I couldn’t believe it when my partner offered his arse up to the 12” of the porn star to be ripped open. Since then he partied every other month like a whore bottom. Then came home and took out his pent up top-ness out of my, my arse and my body. I fucking loved it. Jacque chuckled and reached into the table and grabbed the piercing. Holding it to the light he unscrewed the ball and put it back on the table. As I watched, almost as if I wasn’t there, he pulled out his cock, picked up the piercing and, staring right at me, slid it into place and rotated it to make sure. My mouth was dry. “Hand me the spliff.” I did as I was told. Jacque too a deep hit and make no effort to put his cock back into his speedos. Not that it would fit. As he took a drag it filled with blood and as he held the smoke he lazily wrapped one hand around his ever hardening cock. My own cock snapped to attention in my speedos. My balls tightening at the same time. He chuckled. “Doesn’t that hurt?” I looked at him quizzically until he nodded at my crotch. I chuckled nervously and lowered the speedos to release my cock but keeping them tight against my balls. My own hand gripped the shaft of my cock as I gave it a slow, deliberate stroke. Jacques took another toke and mouth “wow” as he exhaled smoke in my direction. He put the spliff in the ashtray. He closed his eyes and stretched his arms above his head. A spurt of precum leaked from the head of my cock. Normally, the minute a guy takes his cock out in front of me I’m either on my knees or on my back wanting it in either hole. Right now I was confused. If I’m honest I still couldn’t work this all out. Not even if he was gay, or if it was the spliff or if he was simply a straight boy fucking with my mind. Suddenly Jacques was on his feet. He walked around the table and sat next to me. Smiling he offered me the spliff. As I took a drag he leaned down and took the whole of my cock in his mouth. And I mean the whole of it. In one motion like a seasoned pro. I moaned as his warm mouth engulfed my hard cock. With one hand at the base of my cock, he used the other the knead my balls. Not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to show he knew what he was doing. My head rolled back as the spliff and his warm wet mouth and tongue worked their magic and he kneaded and tugged my balls insistently. Then, suddenly and out of nowhere I felt my balls tighten as spunk started to leap down my shaft. Before I knew it I was spewing a wad of creamy spunk into his mouth. Without hesitation, Jacques swallowed my load. I couldn’t believe it. I’d never cum that quick. Ever. Normally I needed a cock deep in my cunt to even get hard. Now I was spunking like an adolescent. As I shuddered from the orgasm, Jacques stood up and looked down at me. Picking up the red speedos he turned away. “Shame dude. Close the door behind you.” Stunned, I watched as he walked away, not looking back once. In a daze I got dressed and left. Fuck.

Hi Jack here, I am 5'11 180 muscled, white and have a thick 8" dick. Some say beer can thick and that is probably the right size, if I put my hand around a beer can it feel right. I have a fetish for helping straight guys come out of the closet. I find most of them in local chat room or adult sites where you can talk freely about your fantasies and what turns you on. One of my favorite things to do is to ask advice and on a recent site and post I was looking to talk to other straight guys who have sucked a guy dick, no gay guys. I am not gay I state. I get tons of hit mostly from older closeted guy and of course some gay guys still hit me up. There were a few I did not brush off, young dudes who were prime to be cum dumps and hung dudes who would be great guys for any little straight boy I turned to both help him become a great cock sucker but a cum dump himself. I got more than more than 60 hits the first time I posted that question. There were only five that were truly straight. Two older married guys, two black guys one older and one younger, one young white dude who was my pick followed by the young black dude. Justin was his name he was 24 white, 5'10 190 muscled and swears he has not sucked a dick since college. He private messaged me : Him - He said sucking a prick does not make you gay dude I am proof. If you love pussy then sucking a dick will not change that. Me - Dude that makes a lot of sense, yes I do love pussy. When did you last suck a dick? Him - It has been a long time dude, have to admit every once in a while when I am drinking I think about it but I have no sucked a guys dick since college. Me - I have been watching Glory Hole Videos and I think that is the way I want to suck my first dick, what do you think? Him - I sucked a few dicks thru glory holes, at some parties, clubs and even ended up at a party once where I sucked off a few guys. Me - Dude you are making me crazy horny. I found this glory hole at a park that is supper private, I visited the other day but did not hang out to try out sucking dick. Building up confidence to do it. Did you swallow when you sucked dick? What does cum and precum last like? Him - Pre-cum is sweet most of the time, sometimes it does not taste but everyone's cum taste different and swallowing at first I did not but something felt wrong about not swallowing since I always made the girls I dated and date swallow. It started to become the hottest part once I was out from behind the glory hole and a guy could see me swallow his nut. Me - No fucking way, I am rock hard thinking about sucking dick, I think I will need to try that glory hole. Ever suck a BBC? Latin? Do they taste different? Him - Yes of course black guys dicks are softer but they seem to take longer to cum in my experience ad fuck they can be huge. Me - I think about BBC a lot, sucking it. Me - I made my mind up, thanks for your help I am going to go tomorrow on my lunch hour or after work. Him - Where in the city is this place, just be careful not to get arrested if it is a public rest room. They can be hot but there is a risk. Me - It is a semipublic rest room, it is owned by a business near a park so guys come in, a few that work there but most are there to suck dick or get sucked. There are two glory holes in the center booth should I sit there or one of the outer ones? Him - I think the center is the best but would need to see if to give you the best advice. me - Would you do that for me? Him - Sure, why not. I want to help out a fellow straight guy to explore, we have talked before and you helped me out with a couple of my Girls and making them cum from different positions in previous chats about a year ago. Me - Glad I could help and that you are going to help me out here. Here is the address 1245 Leado Street, When you get here go to the back of the blue building and there is a black door marked VNDX enter and you will find three sinks, two urinals and three stalls. Let me know what you think and I once you have advised let me know here is my number 619-555-1715 you can text me. Him - That is not to far from work, I will swing by at lunch and then text you later on and let you know. You can go later on that night or tomorrow and all. Me - Thanks dude, I owe you. Jack here. Him - Ryan here, glad I can help. I signed off and I got a text ten minutes later, hey its Ryan. Just wanted to make sure you knew my number when I reached out at lunch. So I can be available when you text when do you think you will be heading over. he text back 11:30 I already moved my schedule. Great I will be free to take your text whenever you hit me back and before two when I go into a meeting. He text back cool, talk to you soon. I knew he was ready to suck some dick, I text a few buds and got back on with a few of the other guys who liked their dicks sucked and sent me pics. I lined up two Latin guys, one Asian and two White guys to be there, The first two on the outer stall were Carlos and Dan. The rest were waiting in the park. I told them all to be there at 11:30 but for Carlos and Dan to get there at 11;25 so they could be in place before Ryan got there. It was not 10 AM, I put my phone on silent and made sure I was there at noon. Carlos is 26 tall and think with a fat uncut dick just over 8" and Dan is an older muscled guy with a long medium thickness cock around 9" cut. Never asked him how old but he must have been 45. I kept watching the clock and it was not 10:55 AM and the action should soon begin.

Carlos text me he arrived and three minutes later I got one from Dan he was walking it. It was 11:28 and I knew Ryan would be getting there shortly. 11:32 I got a text from Dan and he said he thought the kid walked in. Dan kept texting me, he even shot a couple pics and videos while Carlos went to work but from what Dan shared the kid walked in and sat on toilet and tapped his foot, he peaked in at Dan and then at Carlos. Carlos slipped his dick through the hole and Ryan grabbed it and jacked it and then leaned in and sucked his big uncut dick. That was my first video, he sat there sucking the head and playing with the foreskin and then he got on his knees and sucked his dick full on and the video showed him bobbing his head on his dick and the sweetest ass. His pale bubble butt looked so fucking hot. He sucked Carlos for eight minutes and I heard Carlos grown as he shot his load in Ryan's mouth. The kid kept sucking till Carlos pulled his dick from him. Fuck he was hungry. Dan Stopped videoing and stood up and fed his cock through and put his phone above the stall and kept the video I got showed Ryan sucking Dan's dick like he needed his cum in the worst way, I could hear my Asian buddy come in and settle in the stall. Ryan hesitated but kept sucking Dan's dick and two minutes later I hard Dan cum. He floods when he come and the boy loved it and swallowed it all. I got a smaller video from Vin showing my boys hot bubble butt and capturing him grabbing Dan's dick with his hand so he could get all his cum and not letting him pull out till Ryan was done. Fuck this kid was hungry for cum, Vin made him work for it, he waiting and stroked his cock. The kid kept looking through the glory hole and then started tapping his finger at the hole. Vin finally put his head thru and Ryan sucked his uncut dick. Then inch by inch he fed Ryan his dick. He is 7.5 and moderately thick. I sent in the other Latin bud Ricardo and he sent me a tape of Ryan sucking away on Vin and Vin telling him to suck that dick you fag, you want my cum keep sucking like that, Then two minutes later Vin shot his load and make a high pitched grunt and then pulled out. Ryan seemed dejected that he was not able to nurse Vin he just watched through the glory hole until Vin left and finally Ricardo cleared his throat and Ryan realized he had another dick to suck. I arrived and entered in front of David. I got into place and sat on the toilet and watch as his fat bubble butt tightened up and let loose as he sucked and when he was going down on Richardo who had a thick 8" uncut dick his ass would bounce. I was so hard and dripping and then Richardo said something in Spanish I am pretty sure he was calling him a whore. Fucking Puta, Chupar Mi Polla Gorda Puta (suck my fat dick whore), Tragar Mi Puta cargada de carga (swallow my charged load) Fuck he never told me he was poz, hot the kid just took his first poz nut. More to come soon. It was not more than two minutes and he shot off saying Puta De Semen Sucia (fucking dirty cum whore), seguir chupando mi semilla sucia pronto voy a criar su culo (keep sucking my dirty seed, soon I will cum in your ass) Then he pulled out and got down and spit through the hole on Ryan's face. I was totally leaking and as Ryan looked through the hole was Richardo got dressed he said in English fucker you have more dick to suck and cum to swallow, service the next guy and stop watching me. Ryan turned back and saw I was in the booth, he came over and ran his finger in a circular motion around the hole. I had checked it out before and my dick would fit through it but not with very much room. I kept my dick hidden and in walked David, Ryan's last dick for the afternoon. Once Dan was in place I text him to tap the wall. Ryan turned his head and went over to see what was in that stall, David has his long fat dick out. I knew David was Poz and that he loved having young neg dudes service his dick. Suck on his head and nurse his poz nut out. He put his dick up and let Ryan suck on his leaky head. I slide my dick through and tapped the wall and Ryan came over and licked my head and sucked my precum. Both dicks are thick and he seemed to be having some trouble working up the nerve to swallow either of them. He kept going back and forth and then I finally pulled out and left only David rock hard and dripping and then Ryan finally started working David's fat dick and struggling making all kinds of noise while he suck his dick and tried to throat him. David remined him to watch his fucking teeth and once Ryan relaxed his jaw and got used to the girth David told him what a good cock sucking slut he was. Deeper boy, you need my cum don't you. Ryan tried to say yes but his mouth was to full to get anything out. You almost have it boy, deeper cock whore. Ryan gagged and tried to please David and a few minutes later David said that's it whore, right there keep doing that and a few minutes later he shot his nut down the kids throat. Take my cum fucker, you dirty cock whore. Ryan could not breath and pulled off David's dick and gasped for air. David got dressed and told Ryan to be here tomorrow at the same time and then left. I slipped my dick back through and Ryan swallowed half my dick and sucked and kept taking more and more. He worked me for ten minutes and I tapped the wall and told him to get ready to swallow. I shot my load and I must have been logged in the back of his throat as my cock drained down his neck he did not gag or cough. Then he pulled up and licked and sucked my dick and I slowly pulled out and turned around and got dressed. I slipped a note I wrote earlier that said be here at 5:45 PM tomorrow so you can drain me again. I walked out and Ryan tried to compose himself after taking six loads.

Text started in after informing buds of the hot mouth straight boy at the Hole. The only two that were free from lunch were David and Richardo both ready to give Ryan some more poz cum. Richardo text he had a buddy who was free also, I had to wonder if his bud had the same fetish of sharing his poz cum. I would find out later I am sure, I did not wan to get into all that besides two more poz fuckers had text and three guys. I hit Ryan up again and told him I was so ready to do this I think I am going to explode, I wanted to make sure he was hot for it and did not skip out on the fun. This is our exchange below" Me - Hey Ryan, I am so fucking horny for this I think I am going to explode. Hope Wednesday is a popular a day as today. Ry - I am sure it will be from the looks of what I saw it must be pretty busy a lot. You gonna go at lunch or after work? Me - Wednesday it will need to be after work, Boss just scheduled a work lunch for us. Ry - You will be good I am sure. Me - Hate to ask this but could you swing by tonight after work and take a peak to make sure it is not a bust after hours. I will need to tell my girl I am heading to the gym and I hate working out with blue balls. I know is a lot to ask but since you office is close hoped it would not be too much to ask. Ry - No buddy, I can do that for you. I really want to help you, you sound like you need this bad. Me - You have no idea, thanks I owe you big time! Ry - Glad to help, I can not wait to hear about your first experience. It is going to be so hot, sucking cock and swallowing cum can be addictive. Just a warning! Me - Right now it seems to be all I can think about. Ry - Like I told you it can be addictive. Me - Let me know about tonight, once I know I can make plans with my gf so I can make sure Wednesday works. Ry - I will buddy! I sent a confirmation email to the boys and I planned on being there again too. I wanted a taste of that hot little boy pussy!

So I’m in Boston for a week on a work trip, and it’d be silly of me to not try to see what kind of trouble I can find while in town. Short and sweet: I’ve been in town for a little over 12 hours and I’ve managed to get myself two loads. Guy #1 hit me up on BBRT, swapped some text and pics and I had him up to my hotel room. He loves poppers just as much as I do, which is big plus in my book! He worked my hole over damn well with his skilled tongue. I ended up getting a load from him shot on my hole and I made sure that as much of it as possible ended up inside. Guy #2 and I have been chatting on and off for a few days on BBRT, as I advertised my travel to a Boston on the site prior to arriving. He was returning from a vacation trip earlier this afternoon with a saved up eight-day load in his balls. I called up a rideshare to his place and had to pretty much conceal my pre-dripping dick the whole way. We got going with some mutual head and dizzied up on poppers, and shared some pit sniffing and making out. Not long after that, he had me on my back and his dick sliding up into my slick hole (from a couple of hours prior). He fucked me damn well on my back and on my side, and got some fucking hot verbal going between us about his saved up load and the dude’s cum already in my hole. I felt almost every pump his cock made when he shot inside my hole, and I made sure it all went in by wrapping my legs around him and pulling ‘em deep into my ass. I was hoping for a third load of the evening and had some talk started with guy #3 (and potentially #4 with him as well), but it fell through. Maybe I can get those later this week.

Over the next week I continued my regime of two swims every day. But purposefully I made sure my swim at the end of the day was longer. For the first four days I didn’t see the tattooed guy despite staying til almost closing and showering in the same stall where I’d first spied his monster cock. On Friday as I walked into the changing room, there he was. He’s clearly finished his swim and was toweling himself dry in his boxers. In the low light his muscles rippled under the magnificent artwork that covered his body. I walked passed him and opened a locker at the end of the row. “Hey.” I turned around. He had one foot on the bench to dry his leg and was smiling at me. “Hey.” A flash caught my eye and I spied the flint of his piercing as his cock peeked out from the end of his boxers. “Haven’t seen you in a while,” he said. I turned away as I felt my cox twitch. “I’ve been coming later,” I replied. “Yeah, my times are fucked up cos of work too.” I pulled my tee off and shrugged off my chinos, pulling my speedos out in a fluid movement and desperately trying not to think of his cock. And him jerking it under the shower. “You wear those?” “What?” “Speedos.” I looked back at him. He was now in his jeans, the waist band of his boxers showing as he stretched a polo shirt over his tight body. “Yeah. Less resistance in the water.” I winced. He smiled and sat down on the bench. “Is that true?” He was looking straight at me as I held the speedos. There was nothing else to do. “Yes.” I pull off my pants hoping my cock wasn’t too erect and slid my speedos into the inviting lycra feeling it cup my tightening balls. He watched me intently. “Cool. Couldn’t wear them myself. I’d feel too exposed.” He stared at me as I turned to face him. “I’m sure you’d look good in a pair.” Our eyes locked. “Perhaps. Well enjoy your swim and catch you sometime.” He grabbed his backpack and in seconds was gone. As the door swung shut I sighed and released the blood that I’d held back for so long into my cock. It hardened in my Speedo’s as I walked to the pool for a long swim. Over the next few weeks, I continued my refined regime and we saw each other perhaps once or twice a week - the same “Heys” and genteel conversation. But the same frisson as our eyes locked. But nothing more. One night I arrived much later than normal. It had not been a good day at work. I stormed into the changing room and stopped dead. There he was. He had his back to me but he was in a pair of Speedo’s. Classic Speedo’s. Black. He spun round. “Oh, hi.” “Hello.” He looked distinctly uncomfortable so I walked past him to my usual locker and started undressing. I got down to my briefs when he said: “What do you think?” I turned around. He was standing facing me. The bulge in the black Lycra made my mouth water. “You look good,” I stammered. Our eyes locked for a second longer than they should have before he laughed. “Nah. I don’t think so. But they were in the sale so I thought I’d see what they looked like.” He grabbed his jeans and pulled them on. Grabbing his tee he headed for the door. “Have a good swim.” I finished my swim and showered. There was a polite cough and I looked up as I was changing. It was one of the gym attendants. “Sorry, we’re closed. I didn’t think there was anyone down here after Jack left. I’ll need to let you out the back door.” Jack. That was his name. I apologised and followed the attendant through the back of the gym. I didn’t realise it went back so far until he opened a door, wished me goodnight and I stepped out into the twilight and into somewhere I didn’t recognise. I paused to get my bearings and realised I was in the housing estate. I didn’t realise that the it wrapped itself around the gym to this extent. I sighed. I would have to double back through the estate and get my bike. I hiked my backpack onto my back and headed around the gym. As I looked, I realised that the estate wasn’t as grim as I thought it was. All the flats looked well appointed and I realised they had a distinct design to them. Without thinking I flipped my phone out and searched Google. Sure enough, the estate had been designed by a famous architect and had, long ago stopped being social housing. “I’d be careful about doing that here.” It was Jack. He was in faded blue jeans that gripped his legs, a black tee and boots. “Oh, hi. Jack.” He looked at me quizzically. “How’d you know my name?” I recounted what had happened at the gym; he smiled and said that he lived in the estate and would walk part way back with me. Side by side we started our journey. I found out his name was Jacques, he was an artist so did odd jobs and “this and that” and suddenly he stopped walking. “Well this is where I live,” pointing up a stairwell. He paused as I adjusted my backpack and shuffled from foot to foot. “I’m heading your way but just need to pick something up. Do you want to wait, I’ll only be a second. Or come up.” He looked at me straight-eyed. I pretended to look around us. “I’ll come up, if you don’t mind.” He smiled and made some joke about it being the safest neighbourhood in town as I followed him up the stairs. At the top he unlocked a door and walked in, not stopping to see if I was following. It was not what I was expecting. Down a short corridor his apartment opened into a large open space. And at the far end, floor to ceiling windows with what I can only describe as a magnificent view of the city. When I tore my eyes away from the view I realised he had disappeared. I sat down on the sofa and waited. My eyes wandered to the table and widened. There, in plain sight was a spliff and a bolt piercing. “Ah, there it is.” Jacques suddenly appeared and leaning over the table grabbed the spliff then sat on the opposite sofa. I looked up and he was staring at me, spliff in hand. “I need this tonight. You don’t mind do you?” I shook my head and said it was fine and didn’t bother me as I’d had a hard week too. I winced at my choice of words. He smiled and pulled out a lighter. “Shall we have a quick toke before we go?” Without waiting for an answer he lit the spliff and took a deep grab. Whistling through his teeth and leaned over and handed it to me, and fell back against the sofa, spreading his legs. I took a deep hit and held it in. Christ it was good stuff and started working it’s magic immediately. I looked back at him and shrugging my pack off, I handed it back and leaned into my own sofa. My mind was in overdrive. One side was enjoying the effects of the smoke, the other wondered what the holy fuck was going on. As we shared the spliff, we chatted. I told him I was an accountant, lived with a “partner” of twenty years and had been swimming since I was twelve. He was half American, half French and had moved to the city after an”ugly break up.” Whenever we swapped the spliff our fingers touched, lingering more with each share. Suddenly he lunged into his back pack at the side of the sofa and threw something at me. “Here. These are for you.” By reflex I caught them and looked down. Speedos. Red speedos. I looked at him. “I bought them and some others when I got the other pair. Reckon you’ll get more use out of them.” He smiled and I watched as he expertly rolled another spliff. Not looking up he said: “Try ‘em on.” As he licked the spliff closed he looked at me. Stared at my face. My mind exploded. Then I decided. I stood up. Kicked off my shoes and stared back. Grabbing the lighter he lit the new smoke and sat back. I pulled off my shirt, unbuckled my chinos and slipped my fingers into the waistband of my pants and shoved my trousers down. He raised an eyebrow, not taking his eyes off my face. I leaned down and hooked my ankles through the speedos. And pulled them up. Keeping eye contact I rearranged my junk, now semi erect, in front of him. He stunned out the spliff and stood up. He smiled at me and as I watched he pulled off his boots, shucked his tee and dropped his jeans. Underneath he was wearing yellow speedos. I gasped at the contrast with his hard muscled body and inked skin. Sitting back down he spread his legs, relighting the spliff and handed it to me. “Cool.”

Met a muscular Men through Grindr. He wanted his dick sucked and wanted to meet in the Wal-Mart bathroom in the back. I was nervous, but it was late so I went. We went into the family single stall. No convo at all; I just got on my knees and made out w his dick through his underwear. Then I took out his dick. It was 9", cut, and thick af. It was beautiful! I kissed and sucked the head and made my way deeper down his shaft. His dick was so big it was hard to deep throat at first. I took my time and got used to the size. With holding onto his Manly legs I was able to that him balls deep. I was gagging but didn't let the cock out of my mouth. He dick slapped me then put his hand on my head and forced me to throat. I reminded myself that he deserves the best cock service so I pushed through the discomfort and was throating him well. He was quietly moaning. Then He shit his wad on my face n I sucked his dick clean. His jizz didn't taste bitter at all. Without saying anything, he left. I stayed in the staff a few moments before leaving. Worshiping and sucking his beautiful dick was AMAZING. I wish I could be his reg cocksucker. Cross your fingers that he'll text me again. Servicing him was an honor and a privilage. I think he's a straight Man, too. Perhaps he likes to use a fags throat to dump a load from time to time. Ill always be ready and eager to be his fun dump. So Fricken AMAZING!!!!

Hey guys, this is my first story here and I am not sure yet, where this will be leading to, but I have some different things in mind. Although some parts have happened IRL, most aspects are purely fictional and derive from my imagination - I hope you enjoy it anyway =============================================================== Chapter One Let me tell you something about myself first. My name’s Alex, dark blond hair and some first grey patches in my beard. I’m stocky with some fur covering my chest and stomach, although I would do anything for having a lot more hair. I have not been blessed with a big cock, but as I am solely bottoming, I don’t have much problems with this. And despite of being almost 40 years old, I am still feeling like a son in urgent need for a daddy, using and abusing my hole whenever he wants to. Of cause I have a picture in mind of my perfect daddy: a dark haired guy with brown eyes, beard, furry all over with a big dick, who’s able to cum multiple times each night. He has to be on the dominant side without being a hard sadistic – I want to be dominated, not tortured. I want to be bred in animalistic ecstasy; a bear pumping his jizz up my ass is what I dream about every day and every night. But as we all know – you can’t always get what you want, and so I started to take any load I could get, not matter what the donor looked like. I took a lot of detours during my life, and so it happened that only a few months ago I started studying at a university in a small German town, in the middle of nowhere. For that I moved in with my roommate Kenny. He was 28 and straight, and during our first weeks of living together I also met his girlfriend Annie. I liked them both and we often cooked and ate together or watched a movie. I never did any drugs in my previous life – except alcohol, tobacco and my beloved poppers of cause. Kenny liked smoking weed every now and then – and one day I asked to join him, just out of curiosity. I wanted to test my reaction to it and we both agreed on the next Friday night. So, that evening started with the two of us having dinner, just some salad and fresh baked bread as it was very hot that day. I kind of worried about the weed and my answer to it, not because of the weed itself, but I do get really horny when the weather is hot and sunny. To make things worse, in my town there are only a few guys looking for sex on the well-known apps and websites, and almost everyone there is looking for a top. The last time I got fucked and bred was almost a month ago during a visit of a bathhouse in the city 150 kilometers away. So, I was really horny because of my long abstinence which was put at a much higher level by the weather. Actually, I was kind of disappointed by the weed. There was a light dizziness I sensed, but nothing that a few more beers wouldn’t have caused, too. We talked about our studies, some politics and our lives before moving to this town. Suddenly, Kenny took off his shirt saying he started to sweat. Kenny is quite slim, with a goatee and only a patch of fur between his pink nipples, and although I always liked looking in his brown eyes, he was never seen as a possible lover by myself. A few moments later my mind would change about that. Both of us were wearing shorts, but before that moment I never noticed that thick layer of dark fur on his inner thighs that led directly to his crotch. And then I felt strange, a mixture of being lightheaded, horny and kind of tired. My tongue didn’t obey to my will as usual and I started babbling. Every now and then Kenny would scratch his chest, eventually finding one of his nipples and twisting them lightly. I didn’t want to ruin anything, so I decided to go to my room and take care of myself. Kenny said he would retire to his room too. That great feeling of a slightly spinning head started to increase when I lay down on my bed. I watched some daddy-son-porn on my notebook and started to touch myself. I twitched my nipples and stroked my dick until I put some lube at my ass and placed a dildo amongst my ass checks, so that it would slip in my ass when I would start moving my hip. I took some hits of poppers and got lost in all that emotions, that have been increased by the poppers, weed and beers. Finally, I moved fast, and the dildo was completely sunken in my ass in a single motion. I was lost in emotions and horniness enjoying the feelings that artificial cock brought to my prostate and so I didn’t notice the sound of the porn was not any longer played through the headphones as my gyrating ass pulled out the plug off the notebook jack. I’m not able to tell for how long that porn sounds were played loudly, and when I noticed it after a few more huffs of poppers I didn’t really care of it. Waves of pleasure enjoyed my body and I am not sure if not one or two load moans slipped out of my mouth. Most of the time I kept my eyes shut and in my dizzy state, whenever opening them and catching a glimpse of the porn, it didn’t feel like a movie but real action. A few minutes later I saw the door of my room wasn’t closed as I thought it should be, but it was slightly ajar. I kind of freaked out a little but when I tried to stand up to close the door again, the dildo met my magic point in a way I did not want to end - so I ignored the door and got back to business. From the corner of my eye I thought I saw a moving shadow through the door, but I just wanted the feeling of the dildo to go on...

When Chicken Hawk said I'm going to be a movie star Im not sure what he is talking about. C.H. takes to this motel and tells me to wait here, so after a few hours he comes back with cameras, lights systems and Randy. Randy grew up in an orphanage and now being 18 he had to move out. Chicken Hawk found Randy right as he left the orphanage and was wandering the streets. Randy is 5ft.3 about 100LBS. blond hair blue eyes and a body like, skinny twink. The minute I saw Randy I was in love as my dick went into over drive. Chicken Hawk leaves the room so I want to talk to Randy about what we are going to do and I find out he is a virgin and is Gay. Did I just hit the jack pot with Randy being the first one with me being POZ. Chicken Hawk wants me to make love too Randy and to go real slow so he can enjoy his first time. I take Randy into the shower as Chick Hawk is going to be filming all the time. Randy has a beautiful body with a 9-inch dick as I run my hands all over his bodying as I clean him out so I can have fun with a virgin hole. I give Randy a bottle full of G to get him ready as I rub oil over his body and T-lace lube for his hole. I spread the best looking cheeks with a pretty pink hole. I burry my face in as my tongue is licking his hole and trying to enter it with my tongue as Randy is moaning as his dick is showing me how much he is enjoying this. I get the T-laced lube and work one finger in as slow as I can then once the T is warming his hole up he is backing up on my two fingers as Randy wants more.With three fingers in Randy hole and the G & T doing it thing on his mind and body as he is ready so I flip Randy onto his back, the look on his face is priceless as he says can you fuck me. I can just slam my dick in wreck his hole but I'm not going to do this. I take more T Lube on my dick and with Randy legs over his shoulders I can look on his face and see if he is in discomfort as drive my 12X8 dick in his virgin hole, I want Randy to enjoy this. Chicken Hawk is behind us filming as I fuck his hole. My dick is rock hard as it is teasing Randy hole as the head starts to enter I can see he is enjoying this. Once the head is in Randy is asking for more and wants me to drive right in balls deep, as I do the the look on his face is like you when you get your first big slam, it takes all the air out of his lungs as I'm splitting him in half, I just stop and let his body to get use to having a dick in his ass. Once Randy catches his breath then is smiling then says WOW that feels great I start to pull out then back Inas I watch the reaction on his face and Randy is not in pain but enjoying it so I spend the next 30 minutes fucking him and when I exploder we were both soaking wet in sweat. At the time I did not know how big the load I shot , but when I pulled I flipped him over to clean his bloody hole as I did with my face buried Randy was pushing out my toxic load out as Chicken Hawk told Randy to clean my dick. I see blood on the sheets as he is cleaning my dick I'm rubbing my hands over his head then pick him up and kiss him. After we clean up and rest I ask Randy how he like getting fucked, my hole feel so empty and would love if something was in it. C.H. bring out the the syringes, I look at Randy he is smiling as he says I guess we are going to have some fun. I'm laughing as I take point and show his how to do it, The needle is stuck in my arm as I draw it back as it is showing my toxic blood, I withdraw the needle from my are, I tie off Randy arm stick the needle in his arm as I look in his face I much the plunger down with a blood slam. I remove the strap as he is coughing I roll on top and go to work on his nipple.

In private, I have guys on here who are promiscuous, highly contagious fuckers try to tell me that my 'open relationship' would be INTOLERABLE to them. "IF I had a BF, I would NEVER allow him to run around!" I was told! "When did you last have sex with your man?" My seconds moment delay reaction was enough to jump to a premature conclusion! "Yeah that answers it right there!" You think you know it all? Yeah right! IF, you said, IF you had a BF!!!!! But you ain't got no BF Blanche! Probably for good reason! A selfish, self-centered, disrespectful personality typically has a way of radiating outward and drive potential BFs off. The whole 'gay thing' was after all about 'EQUALITY'. (those who want to be OWNED, used and abused have their own deal) My man and I share our stories of cruising, chatting, prospects and actual hooking up like hunting buddies do. We tell each other blow-by blow and EXPECT all-out bareback play. No fears, no regrets, no blame game! As we recount the most recent exploits, we get so turned on we get boners and tell each other how 'proud' we are of the others conquests and 'taking his load', sniff each other, maybe have sex or just hold each other and jerk off... no script... Unlike in the old days of 'emulated monogamy, steeped in secretive one-sided cheating and hypocrisy' (the norm in many gay relationships) we made a pact. A PRENUP! Gay marriage doesn't have to lead to monotonous fat-and-happy, progressively-asexual coexistence. With a secretly-jealous bitterness towards those out there... 'still being whores'. My man and I have this arrangement: ALL SEX IS SPORT, the more the better, alone, as an action hero or with a side-kick or him and me together as a commando! Promiscuity rocks! RAW ACTION IS EXPECTED and ENCOURAGED! No points for 'safe sex'! BORING!!!! The transition went surprisingly smooth! Looking back on the DARK AGES of HIV-related fear and loathing and serial monogamy: I have been in about FOUR 'count-worthy' long-term relationships of more that a few months. All had elements of flirting with others (openly) but also deception with cruel intentions in it. I wonder if 'straying' cheating and deception is the NORM of human nature, or is it a sign of individual weakness and fickleness or an indicator for some mental issues; not just 'pathological' ones but insecurity, need for validation, thrill-seeking and need for 'drama'??? Whatever it is. The bottom-line is that most of us don't court coy maidens and fair princes in small hamlets of a 'happily-ever-after' dream-world. The more we bring to the table (looks, personality, COCK-AND ASS, level of sex drive) the more popular and contested we become. It's a RODEO out there! We are essentially SLUTS-among-SLUTS out in an open competition with few 'rules'. We hook up, fuck bare, move on and REPEAT again... often several times in one night! We are therefor THRILL-SEEKERS and risk-takers and an adopted alley-cat doesn't stop hunting mice when you serve it fancy feast one day with promise of a never-ending supply.... Any of us who are POPULAR and who are out there 'getting action' expecting to be 'monogamous' with that one SERIOUS ONE is a delusion. It is futile to lock that PRIZED TROPHY BOY down, domesticate him, SCRIPT your daily routines with him and making your lives miserable by imitating straight, monogamous 'Christians' (with the 'patriarch-factor included' where both secretly think 'taking a MISTRESS' is ok but in reverse it makes the other a WHORE, LOL ). You sanction each other with drama and occasional fits of jealousy and suspicion, discrete surveillance and running HIS friends and friendly strangers off. Some gay couples invent ever new pathetic ways of making their lives miserable and abruptly ending relationships that COULD HAVE WORKED.... IF... promiscuous ground-rules were accepted. It IS POSSIBLE to HAVE YOUR COCK AND EAT IT TOO! No need to have the same serial, the same cock, the same jizz for year and years.... with predictably declining frequency!!! You find a guy you want to be 'serious' with and he agrees, you may have to lay it out on the table: "Men are pigs, we met on a hook-up app, in a sex-club, we each have fucked so many people and we can't help LOOKING! Chances are - you AND I are NOT going to change overnight, or EVER! Celebrate your liberated sexuality and accept promiscuity as a bond with all of bareback brotherhood!" You make a loyalty commitment to each other but you agree on sex being a SPORT! It keeps me and my partner motivated to work out, eat healthy, skip meals (to get fucked more) and we have more fun than ever! It has worked for years and brought us together even closer! And WE ARE NOT ALONE!!!! Not everybody can follow the OPEN SEXUALITY logic but monotonous monogamy is a concept more suitable for peasant societies that has been told to 'shut up', fear a 'god', sit tight and to breed another clutch of soldier/worker bees for the blatantly-fornicating, morality-exempted 'moral authority'...

I've hooked up at a Walmart restroom in the rear of the store too! Fun! The guy worked there and was someone I had gotten together with before but he always wrapped up. He was at work and wanted fuck so I showed up and met in the restroom stall. I had No lube no condoms sou face him a slobbery BJ to get him slicked up a bit and we agreed that he'd pullout when he came. He was using my ass and I noticed his breathing got more rapid and then some low moans but he never stopped fucking, just slowed up. He pulled out and dribbled a little cum in the stool and said he didn't have much of a load. Hmm, I felt pretty slick for just having spot for lube but then again maybe my ass slicked it naturally after he started. I got home and sure enough I got rid of a massive load from my ass. I messaged him. He admitted to seeding me. I thanked him and told him I'm glad he did it was awesome. We remained bareback fuck buds til he moved away.

Chapter Two In the playing porn the top got more and more verbal. “You like my dick in your ass, don’t you?” I started to groan my approval. “You ready for my hot load in your ass?” “Mh, yeah….” “Beg for me to cum up your ass”. “Yeah, please – give me your jizz. I wanna feel you painting my inner walls.” I was almost driven crazy by lust and the weed obviously did its job. It felt like my body was touched over and over. I took another deep hit of the poppers and again sunk down into the pillows. I threw by head from left to right and opened my mouth. Instinctively I tried to get some cock to suck as I used to do when I get fucked in a sling in the bathhouse with people surrounding me. Those sensations my dildo gave my prostate made me almost cum and I really love cumming without touching my dick. My hands moved to my nipples and started twisting them while my moaning got even wilder. That dick I was sucking apparently liked my work as precum started to drool. That taste boosted my horniness even more and it would only take a few more seconds for me to cum as my mind got a single clear moment. I am in my room and not in a bathhouse, not lying on a sling and I am alone. So – what’s that in my mouth? I opened my eyes – but it was dark. The porn had ended, and the screen was black. Although my mind worked now properly, the physical horniness still had control over my body. I continued to move my ass on the dildo, twisted my nipples, moaned and sucked that dick further on. When my eyes finally adapted to the darkness, I recognized Kenny standing next to me. He had his eyes shut and while I was sucking him, he was played one nipple with his left hand. His right hand was at his ass. My eyes were tantalized by his big balls that bounced in front of my face. I moved my left hand to them and squeezed them tightly. Kens eyes opened suddenly, and he froze in his position. His face was deformed in horror and disgust, but his breathing got heavier. I felt his dick getting even harder in my mouth and he drooled more precum than any cock I have ever sucked. His facial expression switched and now he looked angry. There was so much anger in his face that I asked myself if it was me who had invaded his privacy – but it was definitely the other way around. It was him who watched me jerking off. He came into my room and put his dick in my mouth, although I would never complain. He started to bellow. “What do you think you are doing here? You are such a pitiful slut.” His dick throbbed in my mouth. “You’re a little pervert, fucking yourself with a plastic cock. But that wasn’t enough, was it?” He pinched my nipple so hard that I almost bit his cock. “I told you I will always get kinda horny after smoking weed and so you left your door open and played porn loudly to lure me into your room, you dirty little fag.” I couldn’t remember him telling me something like that and even if he did, I would never have tone something like this as I like him as a roomie and friend, and I wouldn’t have done anything on purpose to ruin this. “I have never ever cheated on Annie. But look, what you have done to me”. Now he was almost barking at me. I squeezed his balls again, a little harder this time. Kenny winced, pinched my nipple again and pressed his dick as deep in my throat as he could. He fucked my mouth like a jackhammer while he continued calling me bitch, slut and other names. During that, his cock started to grow further and his tasty precum drowned me literally. But I was in heaven and didn’t want this to end. In fact, I wanted his fat, drooling dick up my ass but had no idea how to get it there without risking Kenny to clear his mind and leave. I moved my hand to his ass and rammed my thumb in his hole. As expected, it was dry and hurt Kenny a lot – so he really started raging. “Bastard, you aren’t thinking you can stop me like this, are you?” He stood up and his cock left my mouth. In a fast movement he was between my legs and put them on his shoulders. He pushed his dick up my ass straightaway and by the pain, that passed through my entire body, I realized that by now my ass was pummeled by Ken’s hard dick and my big dildo at the same time. I always wanted to get DP’d but never had the chance yet. I reached for the poppers, opened the bottle and started huffing as Ken yelled at me again. “What’s that shit you’re sniffing?” Without stopping to fuck me, he took the bottle out of my hand and moved it to his face. He smelled on the bottleneck and his expression changed within a second. “What the fu…. Oaahhh… you dirty slut…. You are like a bitch in the park waiting for every dog to breed her, aren’t you?.......” He sped up his drill but I couldn’t get enough. Although I was in heaven I wanted him to go harder and faster, so I acted as if I didn’t like all of this. I started twisting and swearing and “begged” him to stop raping me. That did the trick for him. Again he took the poppers and huffed. Deeper and longer than before. After that he turned to the evil side where I wanted him. With all his power he fucked my so deep, that I almost had the feeling of is dick touching my tonsils. But then I realized it wasn’t his dick (of cause not^^), but he had his hand on my neck, chocking me furiously. That’s when I actually started to panic. Just before I faded I heard Kenny groaning loudly. “Here, take what you wanted all along. You should be careful what you wish for, but take my cum up your ass.” Then it went dark and I obviously blacked out…

Had such a good hookup last night, my bf is out of town and I was hit on by this cute guy, lean, early 30’s and we immediately clicked, not too much talk and we just went for it. He came by and we were both grinning when we saw each other (both our profiles are faceless) we both had a couple of beers, a nice chat and one thing led to another and we started making out, he was such a great sensual kisser (I love a good make out session!) groping each other, stripping off our clothes, sucking, rimming (one of the best rim jobs I received in my life! He had his entire tongue up my hole) I don’t know how or when but somehow we found ourselves in my upstairs bedroom and we resumed, all of the sudden while he was laying on top of me kissing I felt his cock head making its way in my hole, without any live or poppers he just slid into me (8” and thick with a slight upright curve) this went on for a couple of hours with a few breaks, we flip flopped a couple of times, multiple loads were deposited in both our holes and the hole session was just so very sensual. By the time were both drained and sweaty with both of our lips completely raw from all the kissing and oral work we had, we took a nice hot bath in my hot tub with some wine and just chatted in our post orgasmic chill glow we exchanges numbers and swore to keep in touch. When I described this whole think to my bf he was mad he wasn’t there or watched live haha x

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.

This happened quite few years ago when I was still together with my partner. We'd been together about eight years when this happened and we were already starting to drift apart. If I'm being honest, this wasn't the first time I cheated on him, but it was the first time I did it bareback.... We were spending a long weekend in Berlin and one afternoon my partner wanted to go to an exhibition in what had formerly been the east part of Berlin. He quite often went to exhibitions and galleries and as it wasn't really my thing I would usually go for a walk until he had finished. He set off and I arranged to meet him a couple of hours later. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon and I enjoyed strolling through the city very much. I walked around in a huge circle, through a park and along by a river and after about an hour I was ready for a rest. I came across an area with shops and restaurants and I noticed that quite a few of them had rainbow flags in the window. I went into a coffee shop, ordered a drink and sat down. It was quite busy, with what was obviously a mixed gay crowd. The guy who served me was really nice, young and quite camp, with a shock of blond hair and a really friendly manner. I enjoyed the atmosphere and the chilled out music. I finished my drink and, as I had plenty of time and was enjoying sitting watching the world go by, I ordered another one. There were quite a few fit looking guys in there and I had particularly noticed the two guys sitting across from me. They were obviously a couple, one was tall and ginger and his boyfriend was small and dark. I thought they were both really fit looking, especially the ginger guy. As I watched them, the dark haired guy leaned forward and I had a great view of the top of his pants and his arse crack. When I looked up I met the eyes of the ginger lad who had obviously noticed me looking at his boyfriend's arse. As I met his eyes, he grinned at me. After a while, the dark haired guy got up from his seat. He said something to the ginger guy and kissed him and I heard them arranging to meet later. I decided it was time to make a move but before I did, I wanted to use the toilet, which I knew was downstairs. I had assumed that there was also some seating down there as I had noticed some guys coming up the stairs that I hadn't noticed going down there. When I got downstairs I discovered that there was no seating down there, only the male toilets. I wondered just what these guys had been doing down there for so long. When I entered the toilet I could guess exactly what they had been doing. The toilet had two urinals and two cubicles and, as I took a much needed piss at the urinal, I could see that there was a perfectly sized glory hole between the two cubicles. I hadn't had sex for some time and, not to put too fine a point on it, was horny as fuck. I looked at my watch and saw that I still had plenty of time. I decided to see what happened - guys were obviously using the toilet for sex and I was horny to suck some cock and, ideally, to get sucked off myself. I went in to one of the cubicles, shut the door, pulled my trousers and pants down and sat on the toilet. Nothing happened for a little while and then I heard someone entering the toilet. I heard him take a piss at the urinal and then wash his hands. I assumed he was going to leave then but instead he entered the other cubicle and I heard him dropping his pants. I waited a moment and then saw an eye at the hole. I leaned back and flashed my hard cock. The eye disappeared and I looked through the hole. To my delight I saw the ginger lad grinning back at me. He stood up and seconds later a nice big thick cock came through the hole. I was really turned on now and wasted no time taking his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled his cock back through the hole and indicated that he wanted to suck me. I stood up and pushed my cock through the hole and soon I was enjoying one of the best blow jobs ever. He sucked me so well that I was soon getting very close to blowing my load so I pulled my cock back again. He looked through the hole and indicated to me to turn round. I turned round and showed him my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and fingering my hole. I could see he liked what he was seeing and I was really turned on by the fact that such a fit lad was turned on by my arse. He pushed his cock through the hole again and I sucked him some more. After a short time he pulled his cock back and indicated that I should join him in his cubicle. I hesitated, but only for a moment, and a minute later we were in the cubicle together, kissing and wanking each other. He pushed my head down to his cock and I began to suck him again and then he pulled me up, turned me round and bent me over the toilet. I felt his hands pulling my arse cheeks apart and seconds later his tongue was up my arse. It felt so good - but there was better to come. He stood up and began to rub the head of his cock over my wet hole. I could feel his pre cum on my hole as he spat on it a couple of times and began to push his cock gently but firmly into my arse. This lad wanted to fuck me and he clearly wasn't intending to use a condom! The head of his cock entered my arse and I knew I should pull back - but I knew I didn't want to - I wanted to feel his big bare cock sliding up my arse. He kept pushing and I knew if I pushed back I could probably take him right up my arse. I pushed back and felt a stab of pain as his cock went right up me. He gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. I was really turned on and I knew if I touched my cock I was going to cum. I had never thought for a moment when I entered the cafe that I would end up bent over the toilet being fucked without a condom by a fit ginger lad who was at least ten years younger than me. The fact that we were fucking unprotected in the toilet of a busy cafe and the fact that we were both cheating on our partners only made the whole experience even hornier. He fucked me steadily for a while, and then took hold of my hips and began to fuck me harder. His breathing was getting heavier now and I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. After about ten or twelve more thrusts he groaned and I knew he was pumping a big load of cum into my unprotected, cheating arse. He seemed to cum for ages and when he pulled out my arse I took his cock into my mouth again. He grinned and high fived me, then pulled his pants and trousers up and left the cubicle. A short time later I was back out in the Berlin sunshine on my way to meet my partner, a big load of cum deep in my arse.

I think there is value in attempting monogamy until you have a solid relationship foundation established - say a year or two. I also think there is value in setting the expectation that you cannot see yourself being monogamous indefinitely. Doing so is almost guarantees cheating. Simply put, I don’t know of any truly monogamous gay dudes. I know I’ve bred multiple so-called monogamous gay guys. Ultimately, opening up a relationship should improve your sex life as a couple. For example, I love the taste of my man’s dick after he has freshly bred a willing hole. Or when I travel for work, I’ll take pics of me fucking dudes, or being fucked, and text those pics to my husband. He needs to see his slutty husband in action. My expectation is that he returns the favor. On a final note, for me at least, being monogamous would be overly selfish. My man is a fucking amazing top and others need to be exposed his phenomenal skills. Cheers!

I’m still early on the path of accepting myself as the cumdumpster I know I am deep down. I have a guy who I’ve seen a few times now, who usually uses a condom. I never ask though, I’ve learned from here that he’s the top and so he should fuck me however he likes. Today I sucked him until he was ready then offered myself to him and was so happy when he quickly shoved his bare cock inside me. He fucked me long and hard, in the end making me beg for his cum. Eventually he had me pinned down onto the bed as he bred me, it was so hot for us both. Hopefully after this time we’ve had our last protected fuck!

My ex was poz. We got tested when we got together. His viral load was high. His CD4 was low. He wasn't surprised, but he also wasn't sure what would happen. His plan covered everything for him. It was his decision to start the cocktail (back then) or not. He chose to do it and ..... was sick as fuck. It was really tough for him.... and secondarily, me. But, he got through it and so did I. For years we fucked raw. His numbers were really in a good place and we understood U=U... we were living proof it was OK to fuck raw with the right numbers. We also had a lot of 3sums, and I realized that I enjoyed fucking raw - but didn't necessarily know (?) or believe (?) the status of some of the guys we fucked around with together. I went to Anon Testing clinic that was local every 90 days. I had to decide whether to go on PrEP and go out there and fuck raw or take the chance. I opted to join a local clinic that was studying MM relationships where one partner was poz and the other..... not. I started the program and .... no regrets. But - I HAVE definitely been shamed by some real dickheads about being a pussy, and what's the big deal - if you get pozzed, just take drugs..... etc etc. Not a lot of guys, but I would bet around 10 guys I 'thought' were cool. This wasn't jokin' around or fun shots. These were head-on brutal comments. I grew up in a small town and was bullied as a kid. You never forget that. So when these assholes started giving me grief for MY life decisions - I quickly realized this was just... bullying. I tossed them to the curb. I totally understand some guys are chasers and enjoy that lifestyle. And I cheer them on. I know some guys have opted to NOT treat and do their thing. And I cheer them on. And I remember what my ex partner and I went through for a few months and the effects of his meds on his high cholestrol and other health issues - and I thought - nope. I totally love fucking and getting fucked raw. But I refuse to be bullied for my decisions. I think we need to do better as a community. Cheer one another on. Not berate. Just 'my' view on this one based on my real-life experiences. Cheers guys

A while back @ Steamworks Toronto, I twice sucked off a bi guy who had a lovely cock that fit my mouth perfectly. He loved the head I was giving him that he flooded my mouth and face and hair with a ton of cum. Cum stings my eyes so I cleaned off his cock and needed to head for the showers because I didn’t have a towel on me both times and needed to deal with the stinging. This WAS hyperspermia. I saw out of the corner of my eye guys simply smiling at the massive amount of cum that coated me. Haven’t hooked up with him since those joyful moments!

I don’t like any kind of shaming (body shaming, Prep shaming, etc.). We, into bb sex, should be above that.

I usually keep myself from commenting but in this case I felt like I had to tell you how amazing your story is. Some passages are incredibly hot while others like the marriage are so emotional that it makes me cry. Keep it on what your doing and think about doing it in a professional way maybe. I would be happy to buy your book

Lucas text me an hour after I left and told me that was fucking hot, he wanted to do it again. I text him back and told him I agreed it was hot and the three of us should play soon. He immediately text back when? I text him that I am out of town the next five days but how is Friday. We set a time and I told him I wanted to same set up but this time I wanted him in a jock naked and her naked and blindfolded. When I went over I made Lucas unbuckle my pants and pull them down, pulled his head into my underwear and he started to suck my dick thru the fabric while I fondled her breast and then I let his head loose and he pulled down my underwear and my big dick flopped out and hit him in the face and he stated sucking it and I caught him looking up at me this time. Those sweet brown eyes on that boy he was so hungry for my dick he almost forgot about his girl right beside him. I pulled him off my dick and told him to stand up and grabbed his girls head and pushed it into his jock and she sucked his dick which was already leaking. While she did I rubbed his chest and pecks and pinched his nipple and he moaned. I told her she was doing a great job. I reached down and grabbed the fabric of his jock so his boy could get loose and she started to suck his dick. He looked at me as I went back to rubbing his chest and pec and then I leaned in and he did not move and I kissed him. He did not move, we made out for a few minutes and then I pulled off and he started to moan loaded. I put my other hand on his ass and rubbed it and then slipped my hand down and slide it in between those two fat cakes and when I hit his hole and rubbed it and said omg I am getting so close. She seemed to back off and moved my hand to her head and held her on his dick while I rubbed his hole in a circular motion and then without much more movement he came in her mouth. I told her not to swallow as he came and told her to stand up and kiss and share her prize with Lucas. She did I leaned into Lucas and whispered in his ear good boy. I watched as they kissed and cum spilled on Lucas's face. She shared it with him and as they made out and then I told them both to swallow. She was the first to swallow, I could see Lucas was having trouble so I leaned in and rubbed his chest and said swallow boy, He reluctantly did and I immediately went to his girl and make out and I could taste his cum in her mouth. Then I told her to suck my dick and she got down and started to suck my hard leaking dick and I leaned in and kissed Lucas and made out with him and then pushed him down when I was finished so he could watch her suck the dick I knew he wanted in his mouth. He looked pathetic, she was enjoying sucking my big dick and he was being ignored. I waited another five minutes and then told her to get up and guided her to my side and started kissing her and before my tongue was deep inside her he was sucking my dick and working me like he wanted me to cum. I was not even close yet, after he worked my for three to four minutes I picked her up and ate her pussy while he tried to deep throat my dick. I let him work at it for ten minutes before I took her to the bedroom and he follows and I took her first. He stood beside the bed as I lifted his girls legs and slide into her and she started to moan, He walked behind me and watched me slide deep in his girl and stretch her pussy. I asked him if he liked how that looked and he said fuck yea, I asked him if he watched to lick her pussy and he said yes, hell yea. I then asked him what he was waiting for and he did not hesitate to get down under me and lick my dick and her cunt while I fucked away. I pulled out and he caught my dick and sucked me clean and then I slide back in and we did that five or six time and then I shot deep in her pussy. I told him to clean her up and he went after he pussy and started to eat her deep. I got dressed but before I left I came up behind him and as he ass checks were spread and he was on all fours with his face deep in her pussy I licked his little cunt and ate him for three to four minutes and then slapped his ass and as I headed for the door. Once I got to my car I licked my lips and thought fuck that is one hot little cunt on that boy. Can't wait to split that cunt in two.

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My name is Jacob, I am 27 6'3 195 white, Blonde VGL (model type) 10" thick uncut rod that women love and men love even more. My favorite thing to do is to turn a straight guy into a cock loving whore. Does not always work but that does not stop me from trying. I am 70% successful at a full conversion from all straight to mostly gay. I seek out couples mostly white or Latin couples to focus on turning the over sexed straight guy into a cum loving whore. I found this kid online who was looking for a guy to share his gf, his ad read like this: Soccer Jock Latin 24 5'11 170 hung and GF 23 5'3 125 white, blonde looking for a third - a guy to share her. 100% straight both of us and you should be too. Looking for a regular on call buddy to share her with. She can take DP, DVP and loves to suck dick. We would prefer natural sex but okay with you wearing a condom but you must be completely clean condom or not. She also tea bags, eats ass and is a dirty little slut behind closed doors. She does not play well with other women so no couples. Hit me up with your age, stats and a pic. We will get back to you! I responded with my stats, age, and a picture of me in shorts with my dick half hard. Mentioned I was hung, clean and had a GF who traveled a lot and needed some pussy to fuck and breed. Totally clean here. Would like a regular pussy on the side. Lucas responded right away, dude when are you free? I totally want to see you fuck and breed my gf. That dick looks huge, even bigger then me. Let me know, we can host and looking for tonight or this weekend if you can get here. He gave me his number and his kik to get in touch with him. I got him, I knew he was totally into it and me even if he did not realize it. I answered him back and told him my GF was out of town this weekend so I was free all weekend. I would be for one time or a couple this weekend if his girl was up for it. I asked, can she take bwc? You said you were hung so she probably can and how often has she been DVP? I love that, my girl will not do it. I did not give him my digits, this made him email back. Text or kik me, we want you to come over tonight at 8PM and if all works stay as long as you want. I sent him a text: Hey, this is your blonde buddy, hope she knows hot to take big dick. Give me your address and I will be there at 8 PM and will bring a bag with me with some toys and a change of clothes if all goes well and we fuck into the night. He text me right back with the address and Great! Shot me two more pics, one with him fucking her and damn that ass of his was amazing I could not wait to get that tight little hole on my big dick.

1. The Pary I slipped back into the booth setting my beer down on the round table as I did so and nodded to the booth’s other occupant. I had never been too keen on gay bars but it was my roommate’s birthday so he had gotten to pick the bar. It was still early in the night, the bar was still quiet, a person could actually hear himself speak, and so far only one of my roommate’s other friends had shown up. Austin, my roommate had gone off to the bathroom while I went to the bar to grab myself another beer, which now left me alone with his friend Rick. Rick was a bit older then I was maybe twenty-six, or twenty-seven, to my twenty-four. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. His strong square pecs were clearly visible through his black v-neck t-shirt, and this thick growth of dark black hair sprouted up around the base of his neck. He was just the sort of guy that I normally go for, a total man’s man, if there was such a thing any more. I myself was a little shorter then he, with sandy blond hair, and a tight runner’s body that I worked hard to maintain. Around my sophomore year of college I had started to get a bit hairy, and now a year after graduation I was quite proud of the broad swath of light brown hair that grew across my chest and stomach; however I was now where near as hairy as Rick promised to be. “How long have you known Austin,” Rick said, in a deep voice, shifting round the booth a bit to get closer to me. “We met freshmen year of college, we lived across the hall from each other actually.” “And now you’re roommates? Or something more?” “No, just roommates. There’s never been anything like that between us,” I said truthfully. Austin and I had become friends living in the dorms at Northwestern and then roommates when we both moved off campus our junior years. It had seemed logical after graduation when we both got jobs in Chicago to continue the arrangement and get a place together in the city. Our two-bedroom Wrigleyville apartment was small and a bit cramped but we had found a place in a pretty good part of the neighborhood and sometimes the sun even shown through my window in the morning. “What about you,” I asked, “how do you know Austin?” “I met him a year ago, just after he moved to the city…well actually, right here,” he gestured to the bar around him, “been fucking the shit out of him since.” I was a little taken aback and just blinked at Rick. I had never really been comfortable discussing my own sex life, and I was most certainly uncomfortable discussing my roommate and best friend’s sex life. “Excuse me,” I stammered. “Yeah, I’ve probably wrecked that boy’s hot ass once a week sense we met. Except for when he plows me with that donkey dick of his.” The way that he said that sounded like he assumed that I had first hand experience with Austin’s donkey dick. Just then Austin came back followed by two girls and a couple more guys. The night suddenly took off from there, drinks were ordered all around and many shots started appearing at the table. Eventually the bar filled up and everyone ended up on the writhing mess that made up the dance floor. Austin, having drank more then his skinny little twink frame could handle, and possibly more then I had ever seen him drink before, had lost all of his inhibitions and was grinding his ass unapologetically on Rick’s crotch. Amongst the mess of sweaty gyrating bodies I was the only one who noticed the pair. My gaze was drawn to them as I watched my normally quiet and demure roommate grind his ass hungrily onto this big hulk of a man’s crotch. More drinks were had, and more dancing, Austin kept pace but was fading fast. As it drew close to closing time he had devolved into a sweaty, sloppy, drunken mess. When the lights came on and the bar started to clear out, I scooped Austin up from the booth he had half sat half fallen into for the past ten minutes and started to guide him towards the door. Several of his friends asked if I needed help with him, I assured them I was fine and started to steer him towards home. Just as I got to the corner and started to push Austin towards the L station, Rick caught up with us and slipped Austin’s other arm around his shoulder taking some of the, what was quickly becoming, dead weight that was my roommate. “Looked like you could use a hand,” he remarked. Again I assured him that I was fine, but Rick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He helped me get Austin onto the train, rode the two stops to our apartment and then helped me shove him up the steps to our door. Once we had pored him into his bed, rolled him onto his side, stuffed a pillow under his head, and closed the door, Rick finally broke the silence that had fallen between us. “You’re a good friend, taking care of him like that.” “Thanks,” I said, “and thanks for your help. He would have been a lot to handle on my own once he passed out on the train.” “No problem,” he smiled a broad toothy smile. “Do you want a glass of water or something?” I asked. “Yeah that would be great, those damn clubs are always so hot. I’m always so sweaty and hot afterwards.” I laughed and turned to the little kitchen area just off the living room. I filled two glasses of water from the pitcher in the fridge and turned back to face Rick. He had pulled off his black v-neck shirt and now stood bare chested facing me. His broad square pecs looked even more impressive then I had guessed they would through his shirt. Covered in a thick dark forest of hair they each sported a warm pink nipple the left one adorned with a single silver bar through it. He didn’t have a six pack but rather the single broad powerful patch of muscle that came from manual labor not a gym. A deep v of muscle framed the dense, dark, almost black, treasure trail that vanished into his low slung dark jeans. My cock twitched. His skin still glistened with sweat slightly. I felt my mouth go a little dry. He smiled that big toothy grin at me again. I handed him the water silently, his fingers brushing against mine as he took the water. “Too bad Austin got so drunk tonight,” he said the smile faltering a little. “Why is that,” I asked. “Well I’ve been saving up this birthday present for him all week,” he said, something new creeping into his sparkling brown eyes, “but I guess I’ll just have to give it to someone else.” “Could always wait till tomorrow,” I laughed, feeling a little nervous now. “Can’t wait that long, I’ve been saving this up all week, it’s now or never,” he took a step closer and as I leaned back to keep the distance between us equal I felt the kitchen counter firm behind my back. I laughed nervously again, as he stepped just a little bit closer. “So what is this present that Austin’s going to miss out on now,” I asked, guessing that I probably already knew the answer. “What do you think it is?” he asked, the hand not holding his glass of water now drifting to his crotch. “Dunno,” I said quietly trying to keep my eyes on his face. “A big hot six day load from my big, fat, beer can cock shot right up your roommate's cunt," he answered in a whisper. He was now only a foot away from me, and I heard him set his glass down on the counter with a clink. “But,” he continued, leaning in a little bit more his mouth getting closer to mine, “I guess I could always find some slut on Grindr to give it too. Unless,” he paused, his mouth now only an inch from mine, “There was a hot bottom boy right in front of me I could give this gift to.” With that he finally closed the gap, his mouth pressing hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, but when the hand that had been holding his water came to rest on the small of my back pulling me tight to his hairy slightly sweaty body, I melted. My lips parted and I let his tongue slip into my mouth, wrestling with my own. His hands slid over my body, slipping under my shirt, running up and down my back. He broke the kiss only to quickly pull my shirt off over my head. With my shirt now gone his hands slid down my back till the rested on my ass. He kneaded at the meaty flesh, and pulled away to say, “Damn you’ve got a hot ass. How the hell has Austin been able to resist this for so long?” “I always thought Austin was, like me, a total bottom,” I replied, a bit breathlessly. “With a cock like his that would be a fucking crime. Now get on your knees and get my cock out. I wanna see it down your throat before I stuff it up your ass.” He spun us around so that he was now the one with his back against the counter and I immediately fell to my knees. Normally I am not a hook up sort of person, but Rick was so fucking hot, between his amazing body, the slight stench of sweat that clung to him, his brick demanding manor, and the considerable amount of beer I had had I never once thought of saying no to him. I fumbled for a moment with his button fly but soon had his pants around his ankles. He wore no underwear, so I was face to face with Rick’s self proclaimed “big, fat, beer can cock.” He had not been exaggerating. It was like being face to face with a flesh colored can of Guinness. The massive, heavily veined, organ sprouted from a dense patch of black pubes and sported two almost absurdly low hanging swollen balls beneath it. Without being told to I stretched my mouth widely and too the bulbous mushroom head in my mouth. I worked as much as I could into my mouth, slobbering all over the shaft as I did so. I put my hands on his strong hips trying to pull myself forward. His hands soon came to rest of the back of my head pressing me into him, forcing more of his cock down my throat. Precum began to ooze from his cock, filling my mouth, and dripping out the corners of my lips along with my own spit and he started to face-fuck me. Rick groaned in pleasure as my throat worked his cock, and my own cock strained against my pants. Though I never would admit it I loved rough sex, I loved being used, and this big hunk of a man was doing just that. After I don’t know how long, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. He dragged me to my feet and kissed me before saying, “Strip.” I shucked the last of my clothing, and stood naked before him, my own modest six and a half inch cock shinny with precum. He kissed me again and then said something that surprised me, “Sit on my face, I wanna work your hole open before I fill you with my fat cock.” I stepped back and he lay down on the floor right out side of the door to where Austin slept. At this point I didn’t care and as soon as he was down I knelt down over him putting my ass right on his face. As his tongue found my hole I bent forward and did my best to swallow his cock again. Rick clearly took pleasure from eating ass and as his tongue danced around my hole I felt myself opening up to him, my sphincter relaxing far quicker then it normally did. Relaxing my hole wasn’t enough for him and he pressed his tongue into me, occasionally slipping a finger in too. I was moaning around his cock, groaning desperately as waves of pleasure crashed over me. It was a good thing that Austin was completely passed out cause there was no way he would have slept through my desperate whimperings and moanings of pleasure as Rick lapped at my hole. Finally I couldn’t take any more of it and I pulled my mouth off of his cock, quickly turning around so that I was now straddling his hips. I kissed him hard on the mouth, rocking my hips back and forth I felt his spit-slicked cock sliding up and down my equally slick crack. When I had spun around I had intended to get him into my room, into my bed, quickly get a condom on his cock and stuff his fat tool deep inside of me, but when I felt his mushroom head make contact with my well loosened hole, I did something that I never do out of a relationship. I pressed back with my hips, pushing my ass onto his cock, Rick locked eyes with me and shifted his pelvis forward a little bit. The head of his cock began to work its way inside of me, stretching me wider and wider as it entered. The thought of stopping seemed impossible, plus he had basically told me that he was going to be dumping a load in Austin tonight, and Austin would mess around with someone who wasn’t safe. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as his cock sank deeper and deeper into me. When I finally felt his pubes on my taint I felt more full then I had ever before. Rick smiled that same toothy smile and started to rock his hips, fucking his cock into me slowly as I got use to the size of his cock. I felt like he was pulling my intestines out with his cock each time he retreated and punching them back in again with each inward thrust. He pulled me to him and started to kiss me deeply again. Somehow he managed to flip us both over, his arms tight around me, his cock never leaving my hole, so that I was now on my back and he was between my wide spread legs. The gentle fucking was over now. Rick from his new position shifted my legs to his shoulders and left forward essentially bending me in half, and then began to hammer away at my hole. This was how I loved to be fucked, on my back like a whore, taking cock deep and hard. Rick seemed to understand that without my having to explain it to him. He whispered “I’m gonna wreck your hole boy and then give you my gift. You want it boy?” “Yes,” I panted, sweat springing up on my face, “Give me Austin’s birthday present.” He completed my hole, telling me how it fit his fat cock like a warm glove. I could feel myself becoming loose around him, and I squeezed my ass tighter working his cock with my sphincter. I honestly have no idea how long he fucked me on the floor that night, all that I knew is that when he finally growled, “Here comes your present slut,” I had become sweaty, sloppy, mess, begging Rick to use my hole. Rick slammed into me one last time, bottoming out completely and causing me to yelp, as he said, “Take my fucking load bitch!” I felt his cock twitching in my hole and I knew that he was flooding me with six days worth of built-up cum. I moaned and felt my own cock twitch as I shot a load all over my self without even touching my cock. We stayed like that for a long moment, laying there with his cock still buried deep in my now cum filled hole, in a sweaty heap, before finally Rick said, “Damn, you’ve got a better ass even then Austin. I’m gonna have to start breeding your hole regularly.” I laughed, “Why don’t we go crash in my bed for a while. If you’re up for it in the morning we can go for round two.” “Sure thing,” he flashed that toothy grin again and pulled his cock slowly from my hole. I clenched tight as he withdrew trying to keep the massive amount of cum he had shot inside me. I mostly succeeded and I showed him to my room with just a thin trickle of cum running down my leg. Rick walked closely behind me, kissing my neck as we walked, his cock quickly rising to full mast again. By the time we got to the bed he had slipped his cock back into me and was slow fucking my wrecked hole. We did sleep that night but not much, by the time we passed out around seven in the morning I had two more loads in my ass. Together we fell asleep in my bed, Rick’s cock just inches from my well-used hole, the door to my room left wide open in our drunken horniness.

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I recently chatted with a local guy who wants to turn my tight ass into a gaping pussy. We are scheduling an ass inspection next week. HOPEFULLY I can upload pics of my training. I will start with his toy box.

I love being throat fucked. Nothing is better than experiencing the masculine power of a Man when he forces my head down on his cock. He takes the choice away from me and I submit to him. Then I relax my throat and let him throat fuck me without resistance. Sometimes I go weeks without sucking cock so my gag reflex sometimes comes back, which sucks. But I find that bigger dicks don't make me gag as much. I love being face fucked n getting drool all over my face. It's degrading, but it reminds me that I'm inferior to him. Once my head was hanging over the bed n the Alpha was roughly fucking my throat. I threw up n it got all over my face. The Alpha was cool about it and he let me continue to suck him after rinsing off. Lol

Online guides and watching porn. After sucking cocks I learned to be attentive to the Man's reaction and adjust my method accordingly. Also, I paid attention to where my cock is most sensitive when I jack off so I focus on those areas. I think the desire to be filled by dick drove me to naturally deep throat. Taking dick in and out of the tight part of my throat gives Men the best pleasure.

I would LOVE to be the center of a bukkake. Naked, on my knees, surrounded by muscled bodies and 8" cocks. Men passing me around. After a dick paints my face id suck the dick clean. If any jizz falls on the floor, one of the Men would order me, in his deep, masculine voice, "Lick that up, faggot." After they all bust their loads they'd leave without saying anything to me. Id be left there alone, covered in cum.

For me, an anal orgasm. It last much longer, radiates across the entire body, and one good one can leave me satisfied enough to not cum for days, if not weeks. A penile orgasm is just vastly easier, and while often more intense for a brief moment, is too focused entirely on the groin and doesn't affect the rest of my body, nor does it provide the same lasting satisfaction. It may take a lot more effort for some of us (some people seem to just be entirely incapable of an anal orgasm) to learn how to properly let it happen, without tensing up too much and causing pain from still being actively fucked, but it is well worth it. But that's If I even cum during sex. If I'm masturbating, sure, its entirely my choice and I know exactly how to get me off, and it's easy, and I'll ravage my ass for hours until I finish. If I'm going through the trouble of finding a partner, I dont care one bit about my orgasm. Getting them off is what gets me off, even if only mentally. If their dick game is strong enough to get me to pump a load out as they plant one in my ass, it's just a big bonus. Otherwise, getting someone else to cum satisfies me enough.

I only fuck raw. If someone insists on using condoms, it's not going to be with me. If there's resistance, I let them know that the feeling of sliding up an ass while bare or taking a raw load is unsurpassed.

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/bluboi-comes-back-from-camping-and-smashes-my-hole-38598931 He has a slew of videos,

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.

Came across a message on kik yesterday from a guy looking to hookup. Chatted on kik and he invited me over to his hotel room for me to suck him off. I headed out to his hotel and he messaged the room number and that the door would be open. Walked in to find a beefy, muscular Persian looking guy nude, laying back on the bed. Walked over pulled the covers back and went down on his thick 7 inch cock. After about 2 min I stepped back to undress a bit, and he stood up. I took out my bottle of lube, greased his cock and my ass then bent over the bed. He was balls deep in one quick thrust. Raw. He pounded hard and as deep as he could while I flexed my ass muscles. Within 2 minutes he announced, "I'm cumming". He came in my ass. He pulled out, headed to the bathroom and I got dressed. I said thank you when walking to the door and he said he needed that. I messaged him once I was back to the car to contact me if he needs to pop a load while he is in the area. Plans are that I am to bend over again each night until he leaves town in two weeks!

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.

That would do it for me. A big masculine hairy guy kicking back and making me suck his dick (or fucking me) while smoking a cigar and being verbal would be hot. The same cigar on a small skinny guy, even if very verbal, would not turn me on at all. So it must be the look for me. Not that I ever meet guys who smoke a cigar while having sex! 😉

- WARNING: Story contains abuse in detail. This is completely fiction. I really don't know how I ended up here... My wrists and ankles, chained from the ceiling and to the floor. My whole body feeling as if it was on fire. Something running down the back of my legs. I can hear the patter of it slapping onto the floor. Disgust overwhelms me as I try to close my eyes, try to forget I'm even here. They shoot back open when I hear someone else down the hall screaming. It's not normal either, it's blood curdling. I look around and see nothing but stone walls, realizing no one on the outside could even hear anything that these monsters were doing to us. My name is Liam and I live in a historic town in Kentucky. It has plenty of big, beautiful churches. I had always admired one in particular. I went to it as a child, but figured the upkeep was too much because it ended up going under and up for auction. Plenty of deals had came and went, mostly falling through, so the church just sat there. That was until I was twenty five and the sign in front of the large building finally came down. I thought to myself 'Okay, cool. I'd get to visit my old church.' Just for the nostalgic feeling. Rumors started to escalate though that an out of towner from Chicago bought it and it would probably be tore down and replaced by condos that had been popping up everywhere. That was a pretty big let down, but I couldn't help it. A few months later, they start working just on the inside of the church. Construction workers walking in and out, the noise filling the outside. I was out walking when I spotted a guy talking on the phone, and God was he huge. He had to be well over six foot, and built like a brick house. He was in black jeans and shirt, tight around his muscular frame. My heart skipped a beat looking at this god of a man. Once I decided to walk up to him, I'd learn his name was Butch. He was in his late thirties and heard about the property from a friend. "Plan on making a lot of money here." He said with a grin. The bull ring in his nose dangled as he moved his chiseled face. He invited me to come back when it was finished and he'd give me the tour of the place. If only I had said no.

HANKY PANKY Hank laughed hysterically at my answer. I felt stupid, because I truly didn’t know why. I was just being honest. My thoughts began to take a dark turn thinking this guy was going to take advantage of me...maybe? But then I was hoping he would. I was all of a sudden getting hard in my pants...that I had just realized were really tight and showed the definition of everything below my waist. So I covered my crotch with the hem of the red flannel I was wearing. Then I had a sudden thought, why the fuck am I being shy? Hank took a good look at me, up and down then back up and made eye contact. He had green eyes that lustered like gems. I quickly looked ahead at the road. I mean I didn’t want to give him an impression that I would let him fuck me. He could be a fag basher for all I know. Most country guys are. “So,” Hank said, “Matt, where do you want me to drop you off? You have a place in mind? The next town is where I rest at. I’m located on the outskirts but I can drop you off at the truck stop if you’re going further than that.” “To tell you the truth,” I started to chuckle, “I have no place in mind. I don’t even know where I’m headed as I’ve said. I just know I’m heading west.” “Well, like I said I could drive you to the truck stop and drop ya there.” “I guess that’s fine—“ I began to say, but he continued on over me. “—Or if you’re looking for lodging, you could stay at my place for the night. Maybe have some good food, or maybe something else.” Ok now my attention was towards whatever notion “something else” may have been. So I had to pry. “What do you mean by something else?” I asked trying not to let my boner express my intentions if he was going there. Hank looked at me and smiled, “Open the glove box, friend.” I looked at the glovebox and pressed the lock and it fell open abruptly, and I spied upon a familiar looking glass object within. It was a pipe, a glass pipe for smoking...something I liked to smoke but couldn’t remember what it was. So I asked, “I’m interested, what is it?” Hank looked at me somewhat perplexed, “Well that is a tina pipe with some tina in it. I’m surprised you don’t know that. I mean I pinned you for an addict when I saw your arms.” “What do you mean my—“ I said as I looked at my arms and noticed they had marks up and down them, where my laceration scars should have been but magically were not. They were instead punctures, needle marks, like from shooting up. I liked shooting up. I was slightly beginning to recall. “Your track marks,” he said looking at the road. I looked upon them, “I didn’t notice these before.” Hank laughed, “wow man you must think I’m dull. Look, I presented a meth pipe, you don’t have to play stupid to hide the fact you’re a meth addict. Takes one to know one, son!” Hank showed me the inside of his right arm and he had identical marks. I was somewhat relieved yet confused of my discovery that I too was a meth addict. So I decided to give it to him straight or as the gays say, clearly. “Look, I may be suffering from memory loss,” I said “I know my name is Matt, and that I’m heading west. I was in a hospital in Texas for a failed suicide attempt that I somehow miraculously healed from without even scars to corroborate this incident. I barely remember who I was before. I mean I remember that I sang and performed for people but I don’t know who I am completely. Like now I just discovered that I like meth and that I’m an addict.” Hank looked at me then back to the road, “Ok, I believe you. In fact, I may be of some assistance with your memory.” “Really?” I asked, noticing his hairy blonde chest, and that I could smell his pheromones, which turned me on more. “Yep,” he responded, “but first I need you to do something for me. There is a torch lighter behind the glass pipe, I want you to grab that with the pipe and take a hit, maybe even two good hits. Blow me some thick clouds.” I wasted no time and grabbed the lighter and pipe and put the mouthpiece piece to my lips and started the torch within three clicks of the button that activated it. A sharp orange flame jetted out of the barrel like a spike, and suddenly I knew naturally what to do next. I was careful not to burn the meth inside the glass bulb chamber that was at the other end of the glass pipe and I slightly rolled pipe with my index finger and thumb as I lightly moved the torch over the curves of the bulb and the meth melted into a smoky liquid. I inhaled slowly at first but as the smoke got thick within the chamber I was steadily sucking the smoke into my lungs and I felt the familiar taste and feeling that I somehow expected, maybe even in fact, craved. I shut off the torch and sucked the rest of the billowing smoke from the pipe into my lungs and then when I moved the pipe from my lips I exhaled a thick cloud of meth smoke that impressed Hank, who was chuckling at the cloud that sprung forth from my lungs. “Please,” Hank encouraged, “take another one. A bigger one this time, try not to singe the tina though.” I did exactly what I did before except I went even slower on the inhale, taking in even more smoke than before, fuck more than I thought I knew how to do. When I exhaled this time, I blew out a cloud so dense, I couldn’t see out the windshield, and Hank even pulled over to the shoulder, and laughed. “Ha!” He exclaimed, “you are not only an addict, you’re a professional! A specialist! Like yours truly!” Hank took the pipe and torch from me and took his turn hitting the meth pipe. Sure enough we hotboxed his truck with thick pillowy smoke. I couldn’t see past it to view his face. He had the windows rolled down even. But it wasn’t long until the cab of the truck was clear and saw that he was taking another big puff. He finished with a cloud so big, so white, it blanketed the cab again with a white screen I couldn’t see past. Eventually it cleared up. Hank handed me back the pipe, “Ok, so what we know so far is your name is Matt and you are heading west, which is Southern California, whereabouts is still to be discovered, but most likely Palm Springs, the meth capital since you sir are a bonafide meth addict! And you not only smoke meth well, you slam it. Which tells me you have been at this a long time!” I took another hit from the pipe and pulled two more thick clouds like the last time and that’s when I felt that I was high. It felt awesome, and I was horny as fucking hell. “Ok,” I said, submitting to the clues, “but I don’t know about the Palm Springs part, and what the hell is slamming? It sounds familiar…” Hank grabbed my arm and showed me the marks within, “These are syringe point marks,” he said, “which means you like to inject meth into your veins, and from the looks of it, you have done this many many times. More so than I have, see?” He showed me his marks, which were numerous but yeah I had more. I noticed my other arm was also littered with these marks. Hank went on, “And I only mentioned Palm Springs because the best meth in the world is there. You look like you’re going where the meth is just by gathering what I’ve discovered. But maybe you’re not. Just a guess.” Hank takes the pipe, does a few more hits and then puts it back in the glove box. I am raging hard and he looks at me with content. “Say,” he says with a slight smile, “you wanna suck my cock? You’ve got to be as hard as me right now.” “Yes!” I say with eager relief that he asked. “Ok good,” Hank says as he unbuckles his overalls revealing he isn’t wearing underwear, “I was gonna kick you out if you didn’t.” Hank’s cock is around seven inches long but fuck he was thick! He was pulsating too and so I immediately gave my attention to it with my somewhat dry mouth for which he stopped me and handed me the beer he was sipping on. “Here, you’re dry, take a few good swigs to coat your throat,” he said, “Nevermind that it’s rodeo cold” “What’s rodeo cold?” I asked as I gulped my first and realized the beer wasn’t cold at all but hot! Almost too hot, which was disgusting but Hank insisted if I wanted this thick cock I had to hydrate my mouth and throat first. So that’s what rodeo cold means, the contrary to cool refreshing, which is very hot and not good, but serves its purpose I suppose. I gulped down several gulps before he takes it away from me and takes a huge swig himself. In the meantime he grabs the back of my neck and pushes me to his throbbing member which is oozing precum like the sweat permeating from his balls. I can smell he’s really gamey, but not filthy. He knows how to clean his asshole, because it doesn’t smell like shit. Just a thick musky smell of sweaty balls, which I’ve discovered get me harder. His cock is all the way in my mouth and towards my throat and I just begin bobbing up and down on his girth as he moans and drives his truck to wherever we are headed. He slides his wet fingers, obviously he wetted them with his mouth while I sucked, down my pants and starts to play with my asshole. I’m concerned because I’ve not bathed in over a week, however I haven’t shit either. I feel his fingers rub the circumference of my sphincter folds and his index poking into the hole which loosens to his touch. He moans louder and starts finger blasting my asshole like a clit which makes me moan on his cock which is now drenched from me slurping and sucking it. I’m tasting its flavor as he pulsates harder and harder with each brisk stroke of my wet rodeo cold beer lubed lips surrounding the veiny length and girth of his cock. More precum is ejecting salty creamy loads into my hungry noisy drenched mouth which is filled with his dick that continues to pulsate harder and faster with each delicate watery slurp. “Holy fuck man, you’re mouth is amazing,” he states as he continues to finger bang my hole making it looser and wider for another finger to slide through. He pulls up on my hole like he would picking up a six pack of beer by the center. Making me moan harder into his cock which causes a sweet sensational vibration that excites Hank even more to the point of exploding the contents of his balls into my slurping sopping mouth. “Fuck dude I’m gonna blow my fucking load!” He says as he pulls over the truck and puts it in park, “You want it?” He asks as he pants harder and harder. I moan an affirmative which makes him fuck my mouth vigorously, going deep into my throat pulsating more and more jiz as he builds up to the climax that’s about to happen. I gulp and slurp and swallow forcefully stroking my tongue around his vibrating shaft making him thrust and grind harder into my fucking head. He pumps and pumps and pumps and fucking pumps… “Fuuuuuuuuuck!” He yells as his thick girth pulsates violently. Thankfully Hank pulled over earlier, because this explosion is about to put Old Faithful rightfully to shame. That fucking dick just starts fucking violently shooting a massive load that catapulted to the back of my fucking thirsty cum guzzling throat coating entire area of my cavity with his spunk, followed by another thick load and another thick load and so on as his cock pulsates to its full potential, filling my sopping slurping orifice. His thick pulsating length that continuously gushes seed, he ejects thick creamy salty sperm that coats my mouth and throat with pyroclastic glee as I gobble every fucking drop, gulping and swallowing, like the suction of a thick straw slurping up yogurt. His cum was coating my throat in layers of his DNA, expelling pleasure fiercely from his vibrating swollen nuts into my mouth through his pulsating shaft I wanted up my clenching cum gulping asshole immediately after. Fuck he still keeps blowing wads in my mouth, even making some spill out the crevices of where my lips are vigorously wrapped suctioned to his goddamn jolting thickness! “Holy fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” He outbursts as he shakes the last drop from his swollen balls into my mouth, making him quake hard with overwhelmingly gratifying pleasure. The man is truly, as they say when ultimately satisfied, fucking spent. I linger upon his dick a bit longer until it finally goes limp with no more to ejaculate, no more to give to the greatest and most awesomeness that is my jiz monging mouth and throat. I lift off of him with one last pulling sucking slurp that rips the last bits of sensual pleasure his dick has left for the meantime and he jolts with an unexpected electric tickle that makes him slightly yelp like a puppy squirting his first nut. I take a drink of his beer to swallow the remnants of the load that now belongs to me and my guts. I can smell his cock sweat on my beard and moustache which smells better than a fine cheddar. “Jesus Fuckload Christ,” he finally musters from his body which is twitching in an invalid condition, “what the fuck was that!?” I remember the words that instantly formed with in my brain, as if pulled from the memory of brilliantly executing this deed many times before, the regally erotic expression to properly and with due justice describe what Hank just experienced, fumbled from my now very loose rubbery waterlogged lips, “That was some fucking epic road head from a supreme fuckstar aptly called, the black magic blowjob deluxe.” Hank looked at me with amazement for a moment then smiled and without pulling up his overalls, he started driving, “You are coming home with me.”

Thought I’d share mine.

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

My dad was creepy and I didn't want anything to do with him growing up, but man when I was young I was fantasizing about sucking every one of my friends' dads! My brother is gay and got the big cock in the family, but also not really close to him...no desire to suck him! I would, however, gladly drain my nephew's cock along with his boyfriend's. Both cocks in my mouth, both squirting at the same time....perfect.

Fuck yeah... my dads been fucking me since I was young. He shares me with his buds. I fuck my son as welll. We all love to fuck in this house.

I would have taken daddy's venom. My own father started fucking me shortly after he woke up and found me sucking his cock. I tired to explain I seen it dripping and I was afraid he was going to piss on the couch. When he learned I was willing to swallow his pisss, he started using me as his urinal. He started letting men use me to to cover his bar and gambling debts. I loved every minute of it. Your story flooded me with memories. Great job.

How do I convince a guy to let me fuck him bareback? I don’t bother trying. Plenty of other willing holes that crave my cock and seed.

So you guys really enjoyed hearing my tales, so thought I would post a few more times I played with my friends. ~Ken and Jay Meet~ So a few weeks later, I hit up Ken about playing some. I managed to snag some funds, so was also wanting to buy some stuff as well. Ken invited me over to his place. We chit chatted for a while, passing the pipe a bit. He was trying to secure some other people to play with, since we’re pretty much bottoms. I hadn’t had much time to clean up at my house, so used his bathroom to do so. While I was showering, my friend Jay hit me up on a few sites. He was in the area. I showed Ken his profiles, explained the hot times I have had with Jay, and that he was a pretty decent guy. So we threw him the address. He arrived a few minutes later. We talked a bit, and then he went to shower, while Ken worked on getting a friend of his to come over. He was also trying to find someone to buy supplies from but none of his connections had any. Ken’s friend showed up after that. I think his name was Paul. He was late 30s, white guy, married but parTied with guys on the side. Was vers top for the most part. Had a decent sized cock. He brought his own supplies to share as well. So we all stripped down, threw on some bareback porn, and started to get things started. We all hit the pipe with what supplies we had, along with some totes of weed. We all started getting pretty horned up. Jay was sitting in a nearby chair, so I walked over to him, hit my poppers and started to suck his nice black cock. Ken and Paul started to make out and do the same on the couch. After a few minutes, I asked Jay to fuck me. He got up from the chair and I leaned across it, with my ass sticking in the air. Jay put on a cock ring and got behind me. He started to lube himself and my ass up, fingering me a bit. I hit my poppers as he entered me. It felt amazing. We fucked for a good 15 minutes in that position, before he had me sit on the chair and fuck me on my back. Paul was fucking Ken on the couch, and it was pretty hot watching Ken get fucked. After a bit, I suggested to Ken that we get out his mattress he had setup before. So we stopped to do that, rehydrate ourselves. Ken reupped the pipes, so did a few more hits. I was flying pretty high and was nice and horny. Paul was laying on his back on the mattress, so I crawled between his legs and started to suck his cock. It still tasted of Ken, which was kinda hot in my mind. He was a little bit smaller than Jay, but was still a cock in my mind. As I’m doing this, Jay gets behind me and starts to fuck me. So I’m getting doubled team, which is just amazing. Ken’s behind Jay playing with his ass, kissing his neck, and tweaking his nipples, all while talking pretty dirty and encouraging him to fuck me. This goes on for a bit, but after a while my knees are getting chafed from the mattress and hurting from the position. Plus I’ve gotten Paul a bit hard, so I want to feel him in me. I ask if Paul can fuck me, and let Ken have a go at the nice black cock we have (I know Ken loves black cock like I do). Jay pulls out, and I roll over onto my back. Paul puts a pillow under me, and then puts my legs on his shoulders, enters and just starts pounding on me. Meanwhile, Ken is on his knees sucking Jay’s cock, tasting me on Jay. He then goes to the chair, bends over, and lets Jay starting fucking him. We trade the poppers back and forth, and its just a sexy fun scene of two bottoms getting worked over. We probably fuck for another half hour or more, with me rolling on my side and then back to doggy for Paul. Ken’s taking Jay’s cock like a champ in various positions as well. We even manage to end up next to each other, with him on his back, me in doggy, and we make out a bit. We all eventually get a bit tired, so we take a break. I sit on the couch, just stroking my cock, watching porn, while Ken and Jay lay on the mattress getting to know one another. Paul sits in the chair just watching me and the porn. I hit the pipe a bit more, just because I love to fly. Paul comes over, does a hit, and we shotgun it. He then asks if I could fuck him. I tell him I’ll try but doubtful, as I get t-dick bad. He tries riding me, but I just can’t get hard and he’s got a nice bubble butt that just won’t let my little 2” softness get through to his hole. I apologize to him, and he seems okay with that. We join Jay and Ken back on the mattress. I get behind Jay and start to kiss and lick at his neck, tweeting his nipples. I rub my hands across his sides, before reaching for his cock. I start to stroke it some, trying to get him hard. Ken has gotten up to retrieve the pipe, so everyone gets a few more hits on them. As Jay is doing his, I hit my poppers, get a nice wave going, and go down on his cock. Man I love sucking his cock. I slightly hear some mumbling from the other 3, and then I get a head tap from Jay. He’s motioning for me to get on my hands and knees. Ken slides under me, his cock in my face, slightly hard. Jay has me stand up a bit, as he puts a pillow under Ken. He lubes up Ken and then enters in, right in my face, as I go to suck on Ken. Ken starts sucking my cock, as I feel Paul enter me. Jay does a hit of the poppers, then gives me a few hits, then passes them to the other two. So we get into this odd 4-way fucking/sucking. It was really hot to be honest. To have my cock sucked while I’m sucking cock, watching a guy get fucked, while I’m being fucked. It’s almost surreal in reality. The guys fuck us for a good bit, then Ken and I switch position, with me on the bottom, Ken above me, with Paul fucking Ken, and Jay fucking me. Again, just unreal. About an hour later, we stop. Its getting close to dawn. Paul has to run. So he gets dressed and leaves out. Jay takes a shower, and Ken and I just chit chat. He’s got a couple of messages from Harley, with Harley being able to get some more supplies from him. Jay finishes his shower, and starts to get ready to leave. We all chit chat a bit more, with Jay offering some cash to Ken for the supplies and such. They also exchange info, cause Ken really wants to do more with Jay, especially between what I told him and what had happened. Jay leaves, and I go to take my shower, clean out. Ken’s on the phone with Harley discussing what to buy. I ask Ken to talk to Harley about what I could get with what I had. Harley tells him that he’s got a guy over that is looking to buy some, and between us, we can actually get a bit more if we go into together instead of separate buys. As long as I’m willing to come out there. I think about it. I’m a bit horny, and well I never turn down good cock. So I agree to come out there. Ken can’t, not having a car at the moment, but he locks in a buy from Harley to pick up in a few days. I guess they have their own arrangement with things, a good level of trust. So I get dressed, chit chat a bit more with Ken, before heading out. I make it over to Harley’s in no time.

I really wish that I was Zach in this story and wished it had really happened. I think about being a scared little bottom pussy boy all the time. don't want the disease really but I want that hard cock. and honestly if I had the choice between a cock with a condom or a raw cock with whatever disease I would take that raw cock.

I was on Asspig and chatting with a couple I knew who hosted occassionally when another guy IM'd me. He was at the couple's place and invited me to come over. Work had been really crazy late as of late and I needed a release, so I cleaned up and headed out. I had never actually met up with these guys, so it was a pleasant surprise to enter the loft and find the couple as hot as their pics: two fucking leather pigs with a sling in the bedroom. Right after introductions I met their friend J, a hot Italian leather man. In no time we were smoking T and I was in the sling. They had been partying for awhile and our hosts were kind of spent, I only got shortly fucked and fisted, when J suggested I go home with him. No problema. We said our farewell and headed to the PATH to WTC to his place on the LES. On the way he was making jokes about maybe scoring some China and such, maybe fuck some homeless or ex con. I usually don't party much so I let it slide. We got to his studio and drink some Grade with G to get mellow and get naked. He put on a harness, steel cockring and big rubber boots and we settled in to smoking, feeling each other and talking. My inhibitions were definitely low at this point when he asked "do you want to slam with me?" Well I never had and he gave me the rundown on what to expect. We played and smoked for awhile and I finally gave in. He showed me my own clean needle, said he would do me and laid me back on the pillows to relax. He mixed me a small dose, I intensely watched him mix one for himself; he would do me then quickly himself. I lay back and watched him tie a belt on my upper arm, he found a vein and slowly inserted the slam, pulling back then plunging in. He whipped off the belt and HOLY SHIT, my whole body became electric and after only one cough and a few deep breaths I wanted nothing but dick! He lay next to me and I watched him slam. We were both flying and I told him I wanted his big uncut dick in me. He laughed and said I could have all the ex con dick I wanted, he had been out for six months and needed ass bad. Let's just say he fucked me for nine hours. I did a second slam and after getting whipped and taking his chem piss, it took me two days to recover. At least we were only on webcam and I had the sense to not go and get whored-out like he wanted to. Looking forward to another session like that!

3. The Cake Night had fallen again and Austin and I lay in my bed spooning, his cock having just softened enough to slip from my gaping hole a small dribble of cum following it out. “You sure you’re alright,” Austin said, he had asked me this after each of the three more load he had dumped in my hole. “Yeah, I’m sure.” I was more then sure, I had slipped into a cum lust. It was a sensation, a need, a craving that I had never before experienced. With each load I took my lust grew, and I started to gently grind my ass again Austin’s crotch and he held me. “Jesus,” he said, laughing a little, “You can still be horny.” “Well,” I replied sheepishly. Taking one of his hands and leading it down to my still rock hard cock. I had cum several times as he fucked me but that wasn’t enough, it no longer was about me shooting loads but rather me taking them. “Nine loads of POZ cum and you still want more, you’re more of a cumslut then I am.” He laughed. I turned my head awkwardly to kiss him, and I felt his cock beginning to harden again, pressing against my ass cheeks. “I’ve got an idea,” Austin said, breaking out kiss and rolling out of the bed, “stay there, and don’t let any more of that cum drip out of your hole.” He padded out of the room completely naked his half hard cock swinging in a wide arch as he walked. I rolled over onto my stomach and waited. I head Austin wandering around the rest of the apartment, and then a few minutes later he came back into my room, his cell phone in hand. He got back in bed, put his phone on the nightstand and looked at me with a crooked smile. “How about you start sucking my cock again, slut,” he said playfully, “get in nice and hard before I stuff it back in your sloppy cunt.” Austin lay flat stretched out on the bed, and I shifted down so I was on all fours between his legs my face level with his steadily swelling cock. I took the growing meat in my mouth and started to suck, swallowing its full length while that was still manageable. I could feel my jaw stretching as his cock grew in my mouth forcing my lips wider and wider. As I bobbed my head up and down slathering his cock with spit, I heard his phone go off. As I continued to choke myself on his cock he checked the text and sent a quick reply. Another minute or two passed and my jaw was becoming sore stretched around his massive dick, when his phone went off again. Austin again checked his phone, and sent a reply, this time after he put his phone back down he looked at me and said with a wry smile, “Ride my cock.” I quickly jumped into position my legs on either side of his hips, his cock brushing against my ass. I shifted and took hold of his dick in my hand, guiding him to my cum-lubed hole, and sat down on his now fully erect cock. I sank slowly down on the shaft my hole tender from the obscene amount of cock it had taken in the past sixteen hours. When I had fully impaled myself on his cock I began to rock slowly back and forth lubing up his cock with the many POZ loads that still filled my ass. Austin pulled me to him, pressing my chest hard against his, kissing me roughly on the mouth. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me in place as he kissed me. I heard something behind me, out in the rest of the apartment but Austin held me fast. I could sense that there was someone else in the room, but still Austin kept a tight grip on me, slowly bucking his cock in my loose and sloppy hole as he tongue fucked my mouth. Then the weight on the bed changed and I knew that there was someone else in the bed with us. The mysterious stranger moved between Austin’s legs and I felt big rough hands on my ass cheeks. My heart was pounding. I considered running, pulling away from Austin, but despite my fears I didn’t want too. Austin understood my cumlust and had said that he had an idea of how to slake it so I would trust him. Just as I had come to that decision I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock head rubbing up and down my ass crack. This new cock quickly found my already filled hole, and despite Austin’s thick cock already being lodged inside of me, began to press against my straining sphincter. For a long moment it seemed as though the mysterious stranger’s cock would never be able to breach my hole no matter how hard he pressed until all of a sudden my hole gave way. It was like I was being torn in two. My hole, which until the night before had been a tight sphincter, bust open and became a wide sloppy cunt. I pulled my mouth away from Austin and pressed myself up till my arms were locked straight, arching my back, pressing my ass into the two cocks that now filled my hole. I looked over my shoulder now and saw Rick, a wicked smile playing across his strong handsome face. “Austin told me you couldn’t get enough POZ cock after I bred your cunt last night,” he said, “He and I are gonna wreck you good, and then if that’s not enough we’ll take you to the bathhouse, strap you to a sling and let every cock in the place dump a load in you.” My cock twitched, and my hole pulsed around their fat cock. “You like the sound of that, don’t you?” “Yes,” I replied. Rocking my hips a little to fuck myself on their cocks. “You really are a cumslut,” Austin said. “Alright Austin,” Rick said, putting a hand on my back and pressing me forward so I lay flat on top of Austin’s smooth chest again, “let’s wreck this bitch.” Rick pulled out till just his cock head was inside of me, and then slammed back inside. Pushed forward like I was Austin could buck his hips up and down jack hammering my hole. It took them a few moments to find a rhythm but soon they were pounding me in unison, their two cock moving as one inside of my gaping hole. I screamed and moaned, their cocks battering my prostate and they fucked me. Sweat pored off of all three of us and the stench of sex became the only thing I could smell. We must have fucked like that for almost half an hour before Rick said, “You ready Austin?” “Yeah, let's breed his hole.” Together they slammed into me a few more times, Austin stopping a few strokes before Rick slamming balls deep inside of me. Both of their cocks were thrust past my second sphincter as they shot their massive POZ loads deep inside of me. They each fucked my now destroyed hole one more time that night before dressing me in a dirty old jock of Austin’s; a leather harness; and stuffing a butt plug, so large that the day before I would have questioned why any one would every need something that big, in my hole, and whisking me off to the bathhouse. Rick hoisted me into a sling while Austin attached my arms and legs to the restraints. The plug was then removed and my gaping cum filled hole exposed to the small collection of men who had already gathered around me. By the time I got home the next morning my once tight, condom only hole had been transformed into a cum dripping rosebud. I looked at my hole in the mirror in my bedroom before passing out, reveling the way my swollen ass lips puckered. I ran my finger along the rim of my hole remembering the way my hole had looked in the mirror over the sling as I took my first fist that night. I would never be the same prude again. I called into work; slept most of the day and then that night went back to the bathhouse. I never even bothered getting a room; I just got a locker and went straight to the sling. As I looked at myself in the mirror above me I knew that this would be a regular haunt of mine from then on.