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Ryan woke up shaking a few times and Jonny still had him tight in his arms. Ryan seemed to like it but the butt plug in his ass was uncomfortable. Jonny was pressed up against it and the pressure was making Ryan horny. Jonny felt Ryan squirming and said bitch go to sleep. You need to rest you have a lot planned for the next three day. Ryan asked if the alarm was set and Jonny said. You called off for the next two days so do not worry about the clock. You have a lot planned for you. Ryan dozed off and thought dreamed of his girlfriend and wondered what her pussy would feel like on his Tina dick. Ryan really needed to cum but the way Jonny was holding him he could not even touch his dick. Ryan finally fell asleep again and when he work he was alone in the bed with his hand tied to the headboard. He had a blindfold on and a ball gag in his mouth. WTF he thought, Minutes later he felt a hand tracing his body and then another hand going from his legs to his nipples and tweaking them and every time Ryan would jump and moan muffled by the ball gag. Then like the night before a mouth started sucking and licking his dick and the other his balls. Ryan started to really enjoy it but it took a long time to feel his dick grow even a little bit. He then felt his balls being tied and separated . They were tightly tight and fingers rubbed and licked them. Ryan felt like it was working to make him harder. Suddenly the guy stopped and came to Ryan's side and put ice on his left nipple, He heard something be lit and then the ice one more time and without a word a needle was slide through Ryan's nipple and a ring was fed through it. His nipple was cleaned up and the guy sucking his dick took a bread and said nice, looks good! Ryan was mortified he wanted the guy to keep sucking his dick but he has never wanted his nipple pierced. He thought, hope that is it. Soon the guy was on his right side and ice again and Ryan tried to move and the guy grabbed his face and said if you do not want your tit messed up you will not move. Ryan settled down and the lighter and ace and then this sharp pain as the needle went in and then a ring. This side hurt a lot more and Ryan bleed more as the key took a lot more time cleaning it up. The guy sucking Ryan was getting Ryan close, he could not believe with all that pain that he could still want to cum and then he unloaded and grunted and twisted and twitched and the guy swallowed Ryan's cum. Suddenly the guy who had sucked Ryan pulled his legs back and alcohol was rubbed on Ryan's Taunt and then ice and again the needle and a small ring and this happened five more times. Fuck this kid wears his jewelry well one guy said and then they left. Ryan laid there wondering why they left the ball gag in and dozed off and he woke to Jonny taking his ball gag off and untying his arms. Boy you need to shower and get ready, we have some plans. It is time to take that butt plug out too in the shower. Let me know if you need help, your hole probably tightened right up around it. Be careful with your piercings, You do not wan to hurt yourself. Ryan walked trying to get used to the piercings at his taint and showed. It felt so good to clean up. His body was sore but he was still horny as hell. He finished and dried and as he walked into the bedroom Jonny was waiting for him. He put large band aid on the two nipple rings and left his taint alone. Here put these on, loose boxer shorts and a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that were way too big but Ryan kept them up with the belt. They left and Ryan wanted to ask Jonny where they were going but he just followed Jonny and thought why the fuck did he do this to me.

Hey everyone, I'm glad that you're all enjoying this so far. This is my last (though short) addition before I get myself ready for pride. Maybe I'll find some inspiration to write more during that period. If not, I've already drafted another story that might be as hot as this, if I can manage to finish it and keep you guys occupied. Keep your comments coming & message me if you've any suggestions. I wanted Michael to breed Alex but I thought that it would be too unrealistic on his part. Perhaps I should make Michael fall in love with Brandon? Or should Alex be Nate's bitch? As for the protagonist, where will he end up? Let me know ; ) --- I got home and walked into Michael squatting on a dildo and fucking with it with his ass jumping like he was on a pogo stick, maintaining his arch. “Hey, wanna try this out?” he jumped off and took my clothes off. As I sat on it, I started to feel how long it was, and deep it reached into me. How did Michael hopped on this thing? I screeched and Michael kept pushing me down on it. I could only let out screams before its pitch made me voiceless as I got pushed down deeper. Michael then said, “Naughty boys need to be taught a lesson, don’t they?” I can tell how much he was enjoying this. He also likes to go on his bravado when he torments me sexually. “Now, I know I told you I didn’t mind you fucking Alex. But I did not know that you were fucking Brandon too.” I was pleading for him to stop, not withstanding anymore inches. “That was a mistake on your part. For that you must be punished.” Finally he slammed me down, sending me to a level of pain and pleasure I never thought existed. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m also sorry for telling Alex that I love him.” I cried, tears now forming while smiling at him, trying to push his buttons further. He pulled me out of the dildo and threw me on the cross. He took out a box with a whip and started my punishment. The first hit felt fine but the more he hit, the painful it got. I could only beg and scream in a mixture of lust and mercy. I was in tears. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. I then felt him stop and I could feel my body being slathered with some kind of lube that was cold. I really doubt that it was vicks. I then felt Michael’s finger in my hole and then a buttplug so huge it was anchoring my ass. When Michael took out the restraints, he slapped my face and my ass. He went straight to the bathroom to wash himself up. I’m still not sure what that meant but he didn’t have any objections when I crawled into bed with him. He also hate fucked me later that night when he pulled the plug out of me. After he came, he inserted it back. “You’re not going to fuck anyone for the next one week. If you do, I’m going to kick you out.” “Just like Nate?” He then kept quiet. I knew he didn’t mean it. He couldn’t. So we slept, without any word being spoken. Work was tiring and life started to get boring once I was on my meds. Michael and I started to live normally, fucking like a regular couple and hosting our parties every now and then. I was somehow unfulfilled. I might as well be a stepford wife. Strange. The thing about this family was, they get boring quite quick. Kate, Alex and Michael. I had to rotate my fucks through them to make them interesting. It would come to no surprise that I then started to spend most my evenings with Nate after work. His fucking was always top notch and his dick was quality. Every time we fuck, though it wasn’t on the same level as Michael’s, drove me mad. I reckon that my ass wouldn’t be damaged any more thanks to Nate. One night, when I was in bed with Michael, I got a call from Alex. Michael asked to turn the speaker on. “Hey.” “Hey Alex. How are you feeling these days?” “Good. Great. Changed. Brandon and I thought of going to the clinic after you left but I told him that we didn’t have to worry bout anything. I told him that the brotherhood meant that you were in the Freemasons. He really believed me.” He joked and continued.. “Last week, we both got tested and he came out in tears. After my turn, I somehow felt a bit happy. I can’t believe you did the both of us like that. Thank you. I’ve convinced him that it doesn’t change anything. He still hasn’t left me yet so I must be doing something right.” Michael was beginning to have a hard on as he heard this and looked at me with a face that conveyed how proud he was of me. “So what do you want now, Alex? Technically it’s you who sealed your fate and his. Withholding that kind of information. What’s the Hippocratic oath again?” I asked rhetorically. “I don’t know… don’t I get to attend these parties now? Officiate me or something?” Michael then looked at me and shook his head while signalling no while gripping my hand. “Actually, we’re doing one soon. This Friday. Do come. Bring Brandon along. Show him this beautiful world we’re in now.”

Alex stood, stunned trying to process what he just witnessed. As he said Oh my god, I came into Brandon, probably stinging him too given that I tore him ass out. I pulled out and turned to face Alex. My cum was already leaking out of Brandon when I popped my cock out of him. Alex said what the fuck repeatedly until Brandon ran to him, with my cum flowing through his leg. “I’m so sorry babe, please I didn’t know what I was doing.” “Fuck you. And fuck you.” Alex said while pointing at me. He went straight upstairs while I told Brandon to stay here and not to let my cum leak any further. “Who are you to say that?” replied Brandon. “The owner of that cumdump you call husband. And you’re going to listen my orders or else I’ll destroy your ass. I can steal Alex right now and he wouldn’t think twice. You and I know this.” I firmly said. Brandon kept quiet and sat on the couch, turning on the TV. Good of him to keep my cum in. I went upstairs and I entered the master bed room but no one was there. I head to my room and of course he was seated on my bed expecting me. “I had a feeling you were going to fuck him. I didn’t know he was that easy.” “When you’re settling for knockoffs, you can’t expect much.” I joked. No more words were necessary for me to start fucking Alex. I pulled his shirt off and make out with him, tasting his dried tears on his cheeks. I spit into him and licked his neck all the way to his nipples. I then hit a dent and realized he now had a nipple piercing. Kinky. I twisted it and hear him gasp. I giggled and went down to his dick and savored it like how he always likes, balls in my mouth and my head rapidly bouncing on it. Alex had to stop me and say “Please fuck me now.” I went further down to his bushy blonde crack and probed my tongue and swirled it, clockwise and anticlockwise. This always made Alex scream. I then pushed my finger into him. I could see that he was sniffing some poppers now. My, my. How experienced Alex was now. As I my digits were in him, dialing his moans out that reminded me of our college years, I started telling him how I’m going to give him a life changing experience. “You always do.” He said. How romantic. “This won’t be like the previous times, Alex. You’re going into join into my special group now. I’m going to mark you because I think you’re special. And I want us to be closer too.” I can see that his eyes opened in shock now but I then pushed a fist into him to continue his moaning. “Please, don’t. I’m not ready. I wanted it once but I don’t want it now.” “Don’t fight it Alex. You and I were meant for this. Only certain people understand the kind of bond we have. I’m giving you an opportunity to free yourself. Okay?” I said in my attempts to influence him, all while rubbing his belly with my fingers still in him. I then looked at him with those eyes I always gave when I was expecting him to blow my dick. “Okay, he said.” Giving me all his trust. “I know you can do it.” I said as I smiled and rim into his hole for the last time before plunging my cock into him. Alex shouted immediately and I told him hush. I slowly fucked him at first, missionary. I then flipped him doggy style like we always do and started to stretch him out. He was begging for me to cum now. “Tell me you need a part of me Alex. That we’re to be complete as one.” “Fuck, I need it. Give it to me please. I want to carry it.” Alex whimpered. Was this how he was when he wanted to join the Brotherhood years ago? “You’re going to do so much better than that, Alex. You’re better than this.” I didn’t break my pace and I could feel his second hole opening now hitting his prostate. “Fuck me. Claim me. Infect me. Take all of me please. Load me with your seed please. I need it.” He shouted, almost on the verge of tears. “Oh, Alex I fucking love you.” I let out, before busting my load him him. Was it 9 or 12 bolts, I don’t know. I just knew that I had fucked it all up by saying those words. At least my mission was one. When Alex heard me utter those words, he too came. We came at the same time. As hot as it was, I didn’t feel as accomplished as I thought I would when I realized that in the process of getting what I want, I also began to understand myself more. I harbored deep feelings for Alex. And now it’s out. Both Alex and I laid on the bed in silence, starring at the ceiling, hands held together. “Did you mean that?” Here, we go. “Maybe. Don’t think of it too much.” I retorted. Brandon then came up and said, “Are you guys done? What the fuck happens now, huh?” I was actually thankful he got up because I wanted to leave and avoid dealing with Alex. I then told both of them that I won’t argue and I will leave. They both actually agreed. I then told them that I’d like to watch them fuck first. Straight to action and to my surprise, Brandon jumped into the spot that I was in and started making out with Alex. I then started to pack my things as they continued. When I was done, I could see Brandon starting to fuck Alex. They fuck like a pair of recently out Mormons. So soft and devoid of any ambitions. There was no aura of sleaze in it. Maybe a bit sleazy if we consider that they both are carrying my seed. As they fucked, I watched and told them that I was going off now. I only heard uh-huh before I went out of the door and shout, “BY the way Alex, your dad fucked me into the Brotherhood, if you know what I mean.” I hurried out to go to my Uber as I hear Brandon asking “What?”. I could see Alex giving me a blank stare from his bedroom window when I got into the car before driving off to South Station. I’ve only been here for 12 hours. It was almost 6 am so I thought of getting the next bus back to Manhattan. En route to home, I began to wonder whether it was worth claiming Alex if I was just going to spoil it by telling him that I love him. At least I stung Brandon. Either way, they’re both in for a surprise. I know that they would either head to the clinic or just accept their fate cause I didn’t see any Truvada pills in their bathrooms. Just Viagra. Pathetic.

My juicy poz cock.

My name is Wes, I am a good looking 40 year old gym defined boy with a big dick who gets off and helping virgins pick their sexual preference. I put up regular post as the Virgin Trainer one such add is below: Help has arrived, Virgin Training for a small cost. Build confidence, learn everything you need to know to be a Jock in bed and breed some pussy. You will have classes on sex, dating, the body and how to please your partner. Classes are 100% guaranteed or your money back. What do you have to loose, well your virginity is the goal. If you would like to enroll in private classes shoot us an email. This post would get a lot of responses as you can imagine every walk of life from those who want to be trainers and posers to a few genuine responses. Last week there were three such responses. Adam - Hi my name is Adam, I hate that I am still a virgin. I just have not been able to convince a girl to have sex with me yet. I have tried and I always get shut down. I am 19 and really need help and to build confidence so I can finally get with girls. Hope you can help. I am 5'8 130 and 7" How much I am broke Keith - Hi I am 18 and started puberty late, I just got hair and my dick finally grew to 8.5 inches. I used to hate to be in the locker room at school, the guys would make fun of me and girls all knew I had a little dick since they guy made fun of me outside the locker room too. I need help, I am not sure what to do so I am seen more like a man. I am 5'8 125 and 8.5" Brent - Hi I am a tall skinny geek who really wants to have sex for the first time. I have gotten close but always do something wrong and it does not work out. I am 6'1 150 have a big 9" dick that need to find a women. Hope you can help. How much, I do not make much money. I am sure one of these guys will work out so I sent all three a message introducing them to the training and introducing myself as their first trainer. That I would guild them through everything they need to know in phase one and would then introduce the next trainer. It is important to get a variety of training as each man's style in bed is different. Please email me back with your schedule so we can start training. Btw. You have been given a scholarship and no payment will be due unless you do not complete the course. Congrats! Brent was the first to email, he said he would accept the scholarship and could start when ever the trainer was ready. He explained that he worked at a coffee shop and he was taking classes at a two year college near by. Keith was not far behind and said he was more than ready and had just started classes at the same college as Brent but they were a year a part I found out. He gave me his full schedule and said he would be available for class anytime other than class time at college. Adam, the one I most hopped would email was silent. I emailed Keith back and gave him an address and told him what time to arrive. He was to wear boxers and comfortable pants and t-shirt. I also told him I needed his number for the file and he gave me his cell phone. I text Keith Tomorrow 2 PM Elm street text me back to confirm you will be here. Keith text back. Keith text back. I then emailed Brent and told him his training could start tomorrow at 8 PM his schedule appeared that he was off at 7PM that he sent. He text back and said okay that works and I text him the address and told him to confirm after I got his number. I was still a little disappointed that I did not hear from Adam but two out of three is damn good.

Thank you all for the response. I started this story very stoned so I apologize for any weird syntax. This was all written in a night & so I've been breaking it up and doing my best to polish it here & there. Might continue more after this but for now, here's what I last wrote. Appreciate your feedback and hope to add more soon if I get inspired, or if you've any suggestions/ ideas. 😉 cheers xx --- I woke up to Michael’s arm around me. His hand was on my chest while he circled his finger around my right nipple, pinching it in intervals. He had planted around 12 loads in me last night. We practically fucked every 40 minutes. I didn’t feel as satisfied as I would since he told me that he had to finish his medications so he was still undetectable. As he kissed me and held my balls, he told me that he couldn’t wait to initiate me in 4 weeks. I suddenly got hard and the next thing I knew, Michael was drilling me. Morning sex never felt so good when your hole is filled with warm cum. During breakfast, Michael saw the greyhound webpage on my laptop and chuckled as he asked me if I’m really going to Boston. I told him that I will after I carry his seed in me I kissed him goodbye before he left for work. I then spent the whole day enjoying my solitude. I entered Michael’s ‘playground’ and went to the computer, trying to see if my fisting video still exists. As soon as I clicked through the files corresponding to the date I first came here, I saw a video titled “My precious fuck getting fisted. $200.” I opened it and I saw myself on the sling. How I looked so different 3 years ago. I scrolled through my phone to find Alex’s number. I transferred the video to my phone and immediately sent it to him. Within 2 minutes, he replied, “Who is this?” “Don’t play dumb, Alex. Can you really say no to this?” I replied with a photo of my hard on. “Get a job. Kate told me how you’re now living your best gay life”. “I am! Aren’t you? Kate doesn’t seem to sound bitter like you do. In fact, I was just on the phone with her last week.” “Fuck off.” “You know you want to be fisted by me, just like how your dad fisted me.” “Wait, that’s you in the video?” I didn’t reply and continued my day going through craigslist, unaware of what I was applying for. I finally felt free, with no obligations in Michael’s loft. I also went back into his playground, trying the different sizes of dildo and buttplugs that he had for hours, experimenting how deep I could go. I even found a string of anal beads and inserted it into me, enjoying each bead entering my hole as it got narrower to the plug. I pulled out and let out a moan mixed with a sigh of relief. When I was done, I checked my phone to see the messages had Alex that I ignored. Mostly Heys and Are you there?. Watching that video of me having my insides out must have made him want me again. Finally, another text came that got my attention. “I want to see you.” I called him that night and we talked. He told me how he is married to a man name Brandon who teaches at BU and that he was now working at Mass General. I told him bout what happened between Kate and I. I also told him that money was tight so I could only go to Boston next month. He offered to come down but I told him that I was still looking for a job. Little did he know, I was preparing a special gift for him. I stayed in on Friday night while Michael was working at the bar. Bored, I called Alex and he picked up instantly. He told me that Brandon was at a conference in Toronto. I started to take my pants off and candidly tell him how I was stroking my cock. Alex too was naked when I and had a dildo in him. I listened to him moan through the phone. I instructed him to thrust it deeper into him. The minute he came and screeched “shit”, I started ejaculating on the sofa. I passed out afterwards with my pants off dreaming of how Alex could still bring that part of me out after all these years and that I might still want him. Michael came home at about 4 and carried me to the bed. I felt my plants slid off completely exposing my bare ass. Lying on the bed, I felt his cock pushing into me as I moan in my sleep. While fucking me, he asked me whether I’m going to fuck Alex like he’s fucking me now. He came three times within 20 minutes and kissed me on the cheek before turning the lights off. I could tell how drunk he was cause he was more aggressive than usual because his kisses on me lingered of Jack Daniel. Or maybe he was a bit jealous that I still had my eyes on Alex. Either way, both conjectures only turned me on more. The next few weeks leading up to my initiation passed by quickly. I had gotten a new job overlooking some risk modeling projects thanks to Michael’s old friends. I owed a lot to Michael at this point and I knew that he would soon be rewarded as the day of my initiation comes closer. I still thought of Alex, wondering whether married life was working out for him. We still called each other when Brandon wasn’t around. Unlike him, I didn’t have to hide it from Michael. He also thinks that his dad fisting me was a onetime thing. I assured him that I was uncomfortable and that I consider Michael as more of a dad to me. After all, he offered me to stay at his place when I decided to move to NY. He didn’t know that we were fucking at every chance we had. Alex has always been naïve. Maybe that’s why I do actually like him as much as I hate to admit it. Something about his innocence made me want to corrupt it. Granted, I would get my wish soon. The day of my initiation finally came and Michael told me how his recent VL check was off the charts. It was still daytime but it didn’t matter. I had my lips on his cock the minute he got back from the clinic and I was sucking it like my life depended on it. Michael came and said that I shouldn’t waste his cum. Night fell and the Brotherhood started to turn up. Michael started by saying that tonight, there would be only 1 initiation given that only 30 people showed up. Deep down, I knew he wanted me to be the only cumdump. His cumdump. The original 20 came too so I knew that I would definitely carry Michael’s strain. It was February after all so I didn’t have any high hopes that I would get a huge celebration. I was a bit surprised at first that I would be the only one getting fucked. Michael assured me that he cleared up this month’s breeding session from any new members to specially welcome me. Cat’s out of the bag. Either way, it didn’t matter. This was the point of no return and I was focused on seeing Alex once I know that I was carrying his father’s seed. Michael got me wearing a black leather jock that night. As he hung me on the sling he asked me whether I would like to wear the same bondage mask I had worn 3 years prior. He said that if I wore the mask, we could go live and make money. It was a Friday night after all. “I value privacy so I want you to know that I only broadcast if it’s anonymous.” I kissed him to signal my consent before he put the mask on me and I whispered to him that the idea that I wouldn’t be able to see my breeders is one of my darkest desires. As he heard this, he got hard and the rest of the Brotherhood started laughing with one of them asking if the breeding has started. I was put on to the sling and I could feel my head trying to adjust to the angle that my body was in. I didn’t think of what would happen next but I suddenly felt my jock being pulled out and my dick going through a cold metal ring. A chastity cage. I heard my jock snap back and I could suddenly feel hands going through my whole body with my orifices being explored, tongue and finger wise. As this happened I could also tell that I was being rimmed. I also felt their mouths invading mine. This happened for about 10 minutes until I hear the sound of a gong being struck, signalling the next procession. The waves of hand and tongues that I felt on my body started to disappear with my nipples suddenly being pinched and clamped to a chain that acted as a necklace. I shouted but I could feel my arms were being further restrained by the members. I then felt a palm on my stomach and a pinch on my hole piercing me. I let out a tiny mix of screech and moan before experiencing my first cock of the night. His hands were all I need to know. The same roughness that he always had. It was Michael’s. Michael maintained a steady pace. I could feel the beads of his sweat dropping onto my chest as he pulled me in closer, taking his time to peck me and play with my tongue. He started to picked up the pace to cut short and make way for the rest of the patrons of that night. “Are you ready for this?” He whispered into my ears without adjusting his pace. “Maybe you’re carrying my seed already, given that we’ve fucked every day since you arrived. But making it official only makes this bond real. Do you really want my seed and join us?” he held my head this time, rocking it while fucking me relentlessly. “Of course I want it. I need it. Since Day 1. Please come in me Michael. I have to carry your seed. Please don’t stop” I tried to say in my heavy breaths while he was jackhammering me. “That’s a good bitch. I welcome you to the Brotherhood.” He said, finally about to come. I’ve already felt his precum building up in me but when his cum shot into me, it felt like bullets were hitting inside of me. It was electrifying. All while both of us held each other, covering in sweat and cum. The next few people who came were fucking me in ways that I could never imagine. To compare their fucking styles with Michael would do a disservice. They each were on their own league. By the time the 20th member had been screwing me, I could start feeling my hole losing up. “You’ve had 20 guys shoot in you and you’re still tight. Oh, dude.” I couldn’t see him but I could hear his voice and imagine him to have a huge built as I could feel the tremors in my thighs as he pounded me. As he got closer to my mouth I could also tell that he had a bushy beard. He even spit into me. I willingly swallowed. Before he was about to come he started gripping on my shoulders and squeezed me till I started to let out a louder moan. When he came, he slammed me into him and I screamed, opening my second hole and accepting his seed. If I didn’t have the chastity cage, I would have shot buckets of cum hands free. I can tell that I was already having blue balls. I had an hour left and I was still hungry for more cum.

Weekend camping was made fun by hooking up with a young bear couple around their fire one evening. Seemed they both were into my daddy vibe, and after raw dogging one while his partner went to shower, I rested up and then fucked the freshly showered one after we had some bourbon shots. I left em both with my poz seed running out of their holes. Hooked up with one of them again the next afternoon. Was a bit rough on his ass and he tore a bit, but my load still went in deep. He thanked me before he left- he said they always wanted to try bareback but hadn't found anyone they were comfortable doing it with. I didn't really understand as I never told them my status and they didn't ask. But I nodded and smiled. Here's hoping I got two new sons over the weekend.

Went to the east side club this evening. Upon arriving I noticed this older Blatino muscle bear. He walked past my room a few times and I invited him in. He was 7 inches, thick, uncut, and hard as a rock. He throat fucked me hard then tongue fucked me deep. He alternated between pounding my ass, then my throat, then eating my hole. After an hour he shot his load deep in my ass then made me clean his cock off. He left and before I could close my door, this hot older Jamaican guy came in. I dropped to me knees and began sucking his 9 inch cock. He told me to bend over and soon I felt his cock against my hole. He was wearing a condom, but after some prodding he took it off and fucked me raw dropping my second load of the night deep in my guts. I soon met this silver daddy with a handlebar mustache and an 8 inch cock. We made out and swapped blowjobs. He asked if I had a condom and I told him no. He stood up and I thought he was about to leave, but then turned around and said “well I guess you taking my poz cock raw then”. He slammed his cock in my and fucked me rougher than I’d been fucked in a long time, cumming hard while brutalizing my hole. After relaxing for a bit i decided to go walk around. I saw the blatino muscle bear again and he pushed me back to my room. He forced me to my knees and began assaulting my throat with his cock. He flipped me around and shoved his cock in my ass asking how many guys had bred me. I told him himself and 2 others. He pulled out and made me suck his cock. He asked how I liked the taste of my cummy ass on his cock. He started alternating between eating my hole, fucking it, then fucking my throat until he eventually unloaded again in my ass. After chilling a bit I opened my door again and was soon cruised by a Latino top. I deep throated him for a while then told him to fuck me. He put me in positions I didn’t know I could get into. He asked if I wanted him to knock me up and I told him to breed me deep. When we were done, my muscle bear was horny again and fucked a final load into my ass. Still have all 6 loads in me as I type this.

I have always been mostly a top, but in the last 2-3 years I have started to discovering how good it is also to bottom. And also, I have always been attracted by black boys. One day, looking around in internet for a fuck buddy, I came across this black boy living in Milan. I send him a message, and I got his reply... he wanted to meet! That was good enough for me, so I picked-up my car drove to Milan, (about 60 km from where I live) to meet him. He was originally from Senegal, about 36, which makes him three years older than am I. We talked a little bit, and we drank something, but I want him to show me his assets, so I asked "When did you fuck last time?" "About 20 days ago, and I am quite horny." I had no time to think an answer or do something. As soon as he finished his words, he took my right hand and put it on his jeans and then start to kiss me. I feel something very big behind the pants, but I was concentrating on kissing him. Then we started to disrobe, and finally I was all naked and only his underwear was keeping me away from his cock. Wow! When I looked down, his underwear was almost exploding for the big meat hidden within. It looked as if his cock was trying to break through his shorts, which were soaked with his pre-cum. I slid-down the last barrier, and started to give him the blowjob he deserved. As I pumped his big black monster with my mouth, it seemed (if possible) that it was growing even bigger! Finally, after almost loosing my breath and dislocating my jaw to suck him, I stop and said to him.... "I am sorry, but I am not a good bottom and I have started to take cocks only recently. I do not think I can take it all." He replied that it was not a problem, that I could continue with the blowjob, that for him it was good enough. So I went back at his black dick, that was oozing more and more pre-cum. And then, it happen... I do not know why, but while I was sucking I feel a little drop of piss mixed with his pre-cum. That was my "no return" moment. I lost all my fears, I became a slut and stopped sucking because I knew I wanted his dick in me. Not realizing the decision I had reached, the guy began an apology for the piss, but I didn't give him time to finish his words. I mounted his cock, and began to work it against my hole, rubbing my ass cheeks against his hard meat. Realizing, at this point, that we were 'on the same page', so to speak, he pushed me down on the floor and started to caress my hole with his monster, which still oozed huge drops of pre-cum, and he grunted "Are you ready to feel my black love?" And then he pushed against my hole. The tip of his cock went in, but it was extremely painful. Even so he didn't stop, and he grunted "I have no condoms here honey, and more than that I want to make you pregnant with my seed". His words make me forgot the pain, and his dick was sliding in more and more. The pain was going away, and I started to feel pleasure in his fucking. Unluckily he did not last long, probably because he hadn't had sex for some time. After a few hard thursts, I started to feel my hole becoming hotter and hotter, and at the same moment he collapsed on me. He had cum. Wow! That was a hot fuck !

When I lived down South, this hung top who used to breed me would always talk about this incredible sex party that happened a few times a year. Evidently the thing was in a huge house out in the country with 100 horny men or so. You had to be "invited" of course, and I begged him to get me on the list every time he brought it up. Especially since I'd never been to a party that big before. The next time the party rolled around, I finally got my wish. In my email I had the invitation! And this was the annual "leather party". There were some stipulations-- all guests had to be in some kind of leather gear, there was an entry fee of $20, and you had to show if you RSVP'd or else no more invites. I RSVP'd "yes" and counted down the days. The party was at night and about 2 hours away from where I lived. It really was out in the country some, and the house was indeed huge. I signed in, gave the doorkeeper my $20, put my clothes in the designated area, and then began to wander. There was fucking and sucking EVERYWHERE! It was a two-story house and every room had something going on. There were slings in the garage, along with glory hole booths. There were folks fucking on the deck. Bedrooms were being used for orgy scenes and the walk-in closets were dark hideaways for quickies. I was overwhelmed. I was also so fucking turned on by the scene! Leather daddies and bears and jocks Everywhere I looked. Harnesses, chaps, jocks, caps, hoods-- you name it, I saw it. I was rather modestly decked out in a borrowed harness, jockstrap, and combat boots. Eventually I managed to get my courage up (after a few beers) and I sucked a few guy's cocks in the garage area. I also found a guy willing to sneak into a gloryhole booth with me-- where after a bit of coaxing I bent over and took his raw cock. This guy came quickly, and then said "Dude, don't tell my boyfriend we did this. We agreed that we wouldn't fuck raw tonight." One fuck was all it took. Now that my pump was primed, I was horny and ready to go for more cock! My only problem is that I was sorta shy when it came to getting fucked. I liked it to be just one-on-one, and most of the house was wide open to voyeurs. So I ended up wandering around a lot. During my wanderings, I kept passing by the stairway to the basement which was open, but roped off. There was a red light on down there, but I couldn't tell much beyond that. When I bumped into my fuckbuddy who got me on the party list, I asked him about the basement. "Oh, that's a special fuck dungeon and it's by invitation only.". I asked who did the inviting, and it was the host (whom I hadn't officially met yet). So I asked my buddy if maybe he could wangle me another invite. "Man, I don't know if you want that. It gets pretty hard core down there." I said I'd come this far, why stop now? He said he'd look into it for me. After that I wandered a bit more, sucked some more cock, and then eventually wandered upstairs. In the bedroom many guys were fucking on the bed and there was a guy getting fisted in a portable sling. I stood next to a hot, leather daddy who was in chaps and a harness. I'd noticed this particular daddy all night so far, but he aleays just seemed to be watching. We watched the fisting together and jacked a bit. Eventually I leaned in close and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah. I reached down, grabbed his cock, and said "I want this in me, but I like it a bit more private." He led me to the walk-in closet which was pitch dark. I could hear two other guys going at it in there, and the smell of poppers and ass was intoxicating. Daddy shoved me down and I started sucking his cock. It was a thick, uncut 7 incher and I was really enjoying it. Then he spun me around and started eating my ass. "Mmm, tastes like you've already taken a load tonight," he grunted. I said I had. He then said he was gonna fuck some more into me. But before he did, he said he needed to lube me up some more. He fumbled around behind me for a bit, then I felt a small tube slide up my ass. Then he squirted the "lube" in me. Then he positioned his cock behind me while i took a hit of poppers. Then he started fucking me. Hard. After about 5 minutes of fucking, I started to feel funny. Light headed. Disoriented. At first I figured it was the beer and poppers, and having my head down while being bent over and fucked. But it got worse. Soon my arms and legs got really heavy and lethargic and I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Top daddy had a firm grip on my hips and was still fucking me. Then I blacked out. After that, the details of the night are really hazy. The next thing I remember is seeing a red lightbulb glowing above me, while I was getting both holes fucked in a sling. I can remember feeling a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and feeling a cock thrusting into my ass. At the time I thought it was one cock and found it odd that it was able to fuck me in two places. The next thing I remember was seeing all these hovering faces around me. They were grinning and saying things, but it sounded like I was under water. There was just a rushing in my ears and everything was so foggy and thick. I foun the rocking motion of the sling quite soothing. I lost all track of time. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, but every time I looked down toward my feet, I would see a different face hovering there. And I could feel the slapping of hips against my ass, but it felt like it was coming from miles away. Everything was so heavy- my head. My arms. My legs. At one point I knee thinking that I needed to escape and I tried to sit up. But several hands pushed me back down and then kindly fed me more poppers. Then there is another blank stretch in my memory. The next time I came around I knew what was going on. I was in the dungeon, in a sling, and being gang banged. There were only 4 guys in the room at this point, one of them was my fuckbuddy. "Dude, what's going on? What's happening to me?" I asked-- even though I really knew. "You said you were looking for an invite to the basement. I guess the host took a liking to you-- mainly because you're such a novice. But he figured you might balk at getting knocked up by a ton of guys, so he... Sorta helped you along." "You mean he drugged me?? Fuck this!! Get me out of here!" I begged. "Why? It's too late. The party's nearly over and 20 guys have already taken their turn and cum in your hole. You might as well just let these last few finish up." I stopped fighting. 20 guys had used my ass as their cumdump?? As I laid there, I felt the guy fucking me stiffen and groan an I knew that load 21 was shooting into me. I asked my buddy for some more poppers, and let the remaining three (my fuckbuddy included) use my ass. I watched them each take a turn, but it was like I was watching someone else get fucked. When my buddy finished up inside me, he helped me down out of the sling, and supported me while I climbed the stairs. He tossed me onto one of the fuckbeds in rhe first floor bedroom and told me to sleep it off. The next thing I remember is waking up in late morning with a chalky mouth, a splitting headache, and a supremely sore ass. It also felt like I needed to take a shit something fierce. I stumbled to the bathroom and sat down. And I swear a pint of cum ran out of my ass. It just kept flowing out of me, burning my raw asshole as it dribbled out. I dressed quickly after that and drove myself that long 2 hour drive home. The whole time freaking out about being drugged... And raped. And used raw by that many guys. And I had paid $20 for it too. Of course I also got hard thinking about it and gave my load to a stall wall in a rest area on the way home.

I love NYC. Had been talking with a daddy on squirt before arrival and he wanted to plant his 9 day load in me, which grew to 10. I called my bf and told him I was going to dinner with colleagues, cleaned up and went to daddy’s apt. Fit guy, crazy long tongue and thick cock. The kind you feel for awhile afterwards. He stripped and pushed me to my knees saying suck my dick you cheating faggot! I’m going to pump this seed in your cumdump ass! We traded positions and he sucked my cock but gagged a bit. That pissed him off and he threw me over the end of the bed, roughly spit on his cock and sunk his cock in my lubed hole. A couple of deep thrusts was too much for daddy and he pumped shot after shot of cum in me. I sucked the last few drips off, dressed and headed out to the video store. Mulled for a while and then entered a booth. Latin daddy, wedding ring on in the next booth. He sucked me some and then presented my favorite treat, a nice uncut latin cock! I sucked and huffed poppers until he leaned down and said ‘fuck?’ I bent over and pressed my hole to the wall and then the damn condom wrapper. I looked back and it was on. Some struggle and he applied some lube to get it in. He started picking up and pulling out and in then held still and pumped. It felt like he shot in the condom but I’m not sure if it was just a lot of lube or whether he stealth bred me. 😈 He left and there were only hustlers, tweakers and trolls Next I went downstairs and choose a booth in a well lit area thinking I’d blow a couple bucks and maybe something would come up. No sooner was I in than this big black cock comes through the wall. Yum. I would throw all caution to the wind for this one. I sucked and it grew and grew. So thick. More poppers and I got it down my throat. He pulled out and said ‘lemme see that ass’. I pushed my wet hole against the wall and he pushed a couple inches in. Again bad angle and he pulled out. I sucked some more and he got to banging the wall until I got my reward. 😋

Just bred by my regular bud. Hadn't seen him in 5 or 6 weeks. We caught up very fast when he planted a nice load deep in my hole as I rode his hard dick. He was perfect as always. Yesterday afternoon I met up with a new hot black man. He's younger than me and very young looking and pretty sure hung 8+, thick and bone hard. Some dicks are fleshy or sponge like even hard but this guy was bone hard. Solid bat. So picture perfect. We had chatted many times but he's attached. He only sucks and kisses. No anal. One of the reasons why we hadn't hooked up because I usually wanna get fucked and bred when looking. So he invites me over and when I arrive I start kissing him and we are exploring each other and then I feel the big dick. Damn hot. So hot. I got down sucking that cock and knowing this was all I was gonna get. May as well get him to shoot so I can swallow his load. He's lying back and I get in the mount position and put a lot of lube on his dick and on my ass and I start teasing his big cock. Running it between my cheeks and over the hole. sometimes stopping and pushing my hole at his head. He loves it. I love it. So intense. Sexy. Sooo want to slide down his pole. We do this for a good 40 minutes. At one point he flips me over and jabs my hole. Teasing. He's so hard and horned. We are kissing a lot and then I get him back on his back and start working his dick head again and it gets so hot that we simply started pressing hard together and in he slid. Half way. We kissed and wiggled around and he slid further inside eventually hitting bottom. Fuck, just took this big dick. I feel so hot. Just started riding and loving his hard dick. He flips me back over one more time to deliver his load. And he delivered. Held his bone deep in my ass and blasted a huge load. So buried deep. So much for the rules. I got the fuck I was hoping for.

Hi. It's been great writing up these stories. This is the only place where I don't have to hide my thoughts. Thanks again for the sweet words. ❤️ --- The next two weeks, I woke up with a pang in my head and I could tell that a flu was coming in. How turned on I was when it happened. Michael and I walked to the clinic with our hands together. As soon as the results was out, Michael smiled. My VL was at its highest. We celebrated by getting drunk and fucking each other that night. Michael had also gotten some coke to really mark it as a celebration. We fucked like animals that night. My meds was coming in a few weeks, giving me a window to fuck Alex. How my plan is now set in motion. The next day, feeling down from the amount of lines I did, I texted Alex a photo of Michael, sleeping with half the blanket covering his bare ass. “Should I fuck your dad? I’ve been resisting it since I got here. He wouldn’t though cause he loves Kate so much.” “Love? Lol that’s bullshit. And gross. Fuck me instead. It’s been weeks since you said you wanted to come by.” “Tonight. I’m taking Monday off. I’m actually getting on the bus in a few hours. See you.” “Wait, what? Where are you going to stay? Brandon is still here.” “You got a spare room right? Kat told me she stayed with you last month. Last I heard, you’re doing quite well.” “We won’t be able to do anything then.” “Hah, don’t get your hopes up ;- )”, I sent before getting on my bus. Alex really was doing well. He lived in South End, in one of those gentrified brownstones that Michael never liked. Brandon opened the door and I could tell why Alex married him. He looked like me. It was jarring. A less hotter version of me albeit taller. My narcissism made me want to fuck him though, pondering whether it would be considered masturbation. Brandon told me that Michael had a night shift and that I should make myself feel like home. We kicked it off and started drinking a bottle of wine I bought from the Walgreens near Port Authority. Brandon then asked me if I smoked pot. I forgot that it was actually legal here. We got stoned and I finally asked, “I know this sounds weird, but don’t you think we look a bit similar?” We were built the same, we had similar facial structure, and besides the difference in the size of our foreheads and my manbun, we basically had the same body hair pattern. “Hah, I actually thought of the same. Maybe we’re cousins or something. I only know that my great grandfather was Dutch.” “Makes sense. My mom descended from a Dutch family too. No wonder you were at the door already when I said I would be here at 9.” “And you were punctual, too. Would it be incest if we fucked?” He laughed. Oh Brandon, me fucking your husband would be incest since I was going to impregnate him with his father’s seed. But you know what would be a hotter idea? If I planted my seed in you and you give it to him instead. That would be even better. “No, Brandon. I doubt we’re that closely related. You’re probably a 5th cousin 3 times removed . Why? Are you into it?” I said, sensing the mood changing. “No, man. That’d be weird. Porn, maybe. But not real life.” He responded. I could see that he was having a hard on now. “So what’s that, then Brandon?” I looked at his hard on, and then back at mine. I pulled him closer and started pulling his clothes off. “No this isn’t happening. I know you and Alex have had history. I don’t want to get into this.” “Oh don’t be a prude, Brandon. You want me to fuck you. You want to know what it’s like to have someone that looks like you fuck you. I can tell you never miss a chance to look into the mirror cause I do that too. Maybe our ancestors fucked for us to have this moment now.” I told him seductively. Brandon gulped and looked at me. I can see that his hard on was outlining the lycra he was wearing. I pulled it off and dived my mouth in. While he was reclined on his sofa, I began rimming him and probing my fingers into him. He was panting now. I then asked him if I can fuck him. He said yeah hesitantly. I shoved my cock into him and let out a moan which he mirrored too. I piston fuck him to save time and ensure that my seed was planted into him quick. It really felt like I was fucking another version of me. I then heard the door open while I had his legs on my arms, deep in Brandon with his eyes rolled up, about to come closer to the gift I have.

As always, I appreciate the kind words. I couldn’t help but to continue writing more immediately after getting some positive feedback in my inbox ;- ). I hope that the next chapter will keep you entertained. I welcome any suggestions/criticisms and will try to add in more if any of you have any ideas. I also deliberately decide to not name the protagonist to let you picture yourself in his position. I prefer writing from a first person perspective anyway. --- The next 10 men who bred me continued to be as amazing as the previous ones. Each of them who fucked me felt different. I could feel the length, girth, and size of their balls thrusting into me. Cum was spilling out of my hole but I was still tight. I guess I was born for this. Even though I was being fucked for hours, I never felt bored. How I could contain my hard on in that chastity ring remains a mystery. As I was taking in my 24th or maybe 25th breeder, Michael came up to me and let me know that I was doing really well. “Take it all in. No regrets now.” He whispered with his fingers in my mouth. “I love you so much.” I said, surrendering myself fully for the first time by uttering those words that haven’t been said since I first had him in that hotel. Michael then looked at me and smiled. If it weren’t for the presence of the brotherhood, I was certain that he was tearing up a bit seeing the state I was in. “Me too, me too.” After the last person fucked me, Michael ended the night by taking my chastity off and jerk my cock off till I shot an uncountable amount of loads. After we were done, the first thing Michael said was, $25,000. That’s how much we made in 5 hours of broadcasting my fuck. 8,632 viewers. Someone had dropped $5,000 after the first 2 hours. The rest, was history. It must have been one of those premium channels that only a certain niche of subscribers could access to. “Not one of my highest though. Henry, the one with the huge balls had made me $45,000 before. You can see this Brotherhood as a coop if you’d like since I take half of it and the rest is shared equally among us. But tonight, it’s all yours since you just got here.” Lovely. I had sold my cunt for 25 grand. I have to make up to Michael in some way so I went to the leather man to get a pair of chaps and boots. While I was browsing through the vests and other leather wear that engrossed me, the assistant, a huge daddy who was wearing a tight black tanktop asked me, “That was you last night, was it?” I didn’t know what to say but to give a confused stare, before he continued, “At Michael’s. On the sling? Begging everyone to load you up and claim you into the Brotherhood?” I then saw how bushy his beard was and I connected the dots immediately. I smiled and nodded. “Of course. The 20th guy. The one who was surprised that I was still tight. How can I forget a night like that. Or a beard like that.” I answered, feeling my cock starting to rise. “Any friends of Michael’s is mine too. It is a Brotherhood after all. Anything you want is half priced. There’s more behind. Come. ” He said, leading me into another part of the store where an even larger collection of leather wears were displayed. I also then realised that he had closed the door. The room was stale and humid, indicating that the room wasn’t open to public. “I think you need a pair of bands. It’ll look good on your arm. And some new butt plugs. The one we plugged into you that night wasn’t good enough. It was for rookies. I can tell you’re way past novice now.” He then took out 3 different kinds of buttplugs with the largest being almost the size of an ostrich egg. They were all metal and had its bottom embezzled in black crystals. He then took out a 5 different kinds of jocks, two being animal printed but in leather and the others being your standard football jock. Each jock also had a cockring. I was starring at everything in awe. Finally, he took out a leather collar with the word cumdump and a bondage hood in rubber. With everything being laid on the table, he gave me an interesting sales pitch. “Now, I can sell you all these for $500, with a discounted price of $250. Or I can fuck you now, and every load I give you will get you an extra $50 off.” Cheeky. Who said you can’t mix business with pleasure especially when you have a dominant daddy who has bred you and whose name you don’t even know? He could’ve just told me that it’ll be free if he gave me 5 loads. Selling really is an art. “I can see how this place survives now. I’ll take your second offer. Michael would’ve preferred it anyway.” I said, pulling my pants off, getting closer to him and biting his lips, feeling his hard on that I’ve seen since I got in the store. “Michael is really lucky.” He said, suddenly licking my face and snogging it, getting me hard. He threw me on the table and suddenly restrained me with a chain that was kept under it. He held my ass and spit on my hole, probing me and circling it. I yelped and told him to go deeper. He then took out a huge dildo, probably around 18 inch and pushed it in me, sending me on another pane of pleasure. My eyes were rolling as he told me, “You know, you might be Michael’s carrier, and I know nothing would break that bond, but I can take you on a journey to open up your deeper desires.” Still thrusting the dildo in me. He was right in a way. His dick was huger and longer. He was big, but it would be a nice change to Michael’s toned figure. With this daddy, I can cushion myself in him, making spooning feel like I’m wearing a warm mink blanket. “You don’t know what Michael and I have. I can be your bitch and cumdump and Michael wouldn’t care because he and I have something that can’t be explained.” “So, you accept my proposal?” He took out the dildo and I could now feel the tip of his cock. “Certainly.” I replied willingly. With that, he got into me and fucked me like a pig who hadn’t been fed in years. 5 loads I thought to myself. All for free fetish gear. How beautiful my life has turned out to be. This daddy was quick to come. He came in me 5 times within 20 minutes. It must have been lunch time because no one came in the store. After his last load, he started licking from my hole up to my mouth, with his cum spreading in a line on my back, mixed with both his and my sweat. He then asked me for my name. I replied and asked his. “Nate.” He replied, confusing me as I instantly thought of Michael’s previous lover. Or was it just a coincidence? Looking back, Michael never showed me any photos of Nate, and he was sad but always annoyed when I ask of him. “Wait.. didn’t Michael and you...” “He said I’m dead, right? Of course he did. Did he say I died in Long Island? I hear sometimes he say Fire Island. Still the same Michael. We never spoke of what happened but I’m always at his breeding parties. It’s the only time I’m back at that loft I used to call home. It’s interesting how even after everything that happened, we still respect the code of the brotherhood.” I was confused even more. Why wouldn’t Michael acknowledge him? How can Michael talk about him as though he was dead? How often does he talk to Michael? Was I going to be discarded like Nate had been, flagged as a dead to the man who made me discover myself? “What happened? I can’t believe this. He always avoided talking about you.” “Well, I guess it was partially my fault. You see, I’ve always told him to try and reconnect with his family. He told me about Kate and Alex. One night, I was at West Side Club alone and I saw this hot man who looked like a younger version of Michael. Unlike Michael, he was blonde. He too was alone and I could tell it was his first time. I was attracted to him instantly. I walked over and started talking to him. “You’re a sexy stud. Is it your first time?” “Yeah, I just moved into the city. Feeling a bit adventurous.” “What’s your name?” “Alex.” “Well Alex, what are you looking for tonight?” I asked him, not realizing that this boy could be my lover’s isolated son. “Nothing too extreme. I’m just trying to forget tonight.” He responded, telling me how he was having feelings for his sister’s boyfriend that was about to be his brother-in-law. I then asked him more and he told me how he would always blow this dude every thanksgiving, feeding on his cum more than cranberry sauce. I told him that he shouldn’t worry and I guided my cock to his mouth. He was a good blow actually. I then fucked him hard without any mercy. He screamed good. I really did a stretch on that one. After we were done, I asked more about him and he said that he just started his residency at NYU and so on. He also told me of his father who was living here and how he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to contact or not. The curious part of me made me ask his father’s name. As I heard the first name, I instantly got hard and told him that I had to leave because he was too young for me. I didn’t even tell him my name. I couldn’t get my mind off of the fact that I fucked Michael’s son.” “When I told Michael, he got angry at me. He told me that he didn’t want to combine his life here with his previous life. We were still on good terms at that point but what broke the camel’s back was when I started to look up on Alex and found out that he was interning at the hospital Michael and I go to. I decided to schedule a meeting with him and his dad once and that was when Michael came home and was livid. It’s probably because he didn’t want his son to know of his condition. I mean, who cares, we’re undetectable at this point. Maybe he had always built this illusion that he could have separate lives. Anyway, he got angry at me that he decided to ‘kill’ me in a sense where he dismissed the last 20 years we were together, as though it was nothing. He said that there was no point now that it’s combined.” As I listened to Nate, I can see it all coming together now. Why Michael wanted me. Not only because he loved me for the way I was but because he’s deciding to embrace his hidden life with his previous one and combine it as one. What other way to prove this but to fuck your son-in-law? Incest was not in his cards and I know that Michael was not that extreme to fuck Alex. Which is why he wanted Alex to stay far from the Brotherhood. Nate continued, “At first, I thought it would be any normal fight we usually have but one day, he packed all my things. Ridiculous. I was in no mood to argue cause our breeding party was in a few days. I asked him whether I was still welcomed and he told me, “Strictly for the parties” like I was a fucking caterer. Other than that, we don’t contact each other anymore. We have fucked a few times during those parties but it was all temporary. Every time I fucked him and he says that he wants me back, I am dealt with rejection and no text back. It’s been 4 years now so I’m getting used to it.” If only Nate knew what I was going to do with Alex. Or if he knew that I was the brother-in-law that Alex desperately wanted. I love how Michael and I have a secret relationship. Sure, people know we’re together. But no one here knows who I am. I told Nate thanks for the leather gear and the story but I met Michael online and I was from Rochester. The fact that Alex didn’t name me saved my ass from being put in an even more peculiar situation. I left the store, with new gears and fresh load in my hold. When Michael got home, he asked me what I bought. I told him that my ass was loaded with Nate’s and that everything in the paper bag was a 5 cum-load discount. “So, you met him.” “How do you even tell people that your ex is dead? Isn’t that a bit rude? I didn’t know you can be so dramatic. To think that I sympathise with you when we first met with your sob story of Nate.” “Please, even before we fucked you were already in love with me when you saw my P.A. at that urinal. You couldn’t hid your lips pursing, containing your salivation for me. Plus, that was all the past. Why are we digging it back? Are you into Nate now? Wow, you really love me that you want to screw everyone I love and loved, don’t you?” he taunted me. I was silent. I really don’t know why I was so involved with Michael. I have never been fixated on someone for so long. It’s as though he had been a part of me since forever. I used to not believe in the concept of soulmates but I think with Michael, it was because no matter who I fucked, he was still the only one that would satisfy me. With Alex, it was another foreign territory but that’s because of our limited experience in only having vanilla sex. Perhaps he could be a contender. But I know Nate was all for show. “Maybe. Are you angry? Has my flare worn out since I might be carrying your seed now? Am I now just part of your brotherhood and that you’re scouting for another potential cumdump to replace me?” I snarked. He came up to me, pulled me from my shirt and pushed me on the wall, touching my mouth first before kissing me. “No one could replace you. You know that. I know we like to tease, but don’t hurt my feelings.” He said, kissing me more and slurping my ear, sending me to an overdrive. I don’t know whether I regretted saying what I said because if not, I wouldn’t be pushed up the wall now. He then looked me in the eyes, “Okay? I love you.” He finally said. After 48 hours. Took him long enough. “Okay” I said before he carried me into the room and fucked me missionary style. I arched my hip on to him, pulling him in with my hole. This was one of the fucks we’ve had where we didn’t just fuck for the sake of it being a fuck. It was love. I know this because his facial expression wasn’t with lust but with care. I could feel his load in me now and I started to come hands free. Having my cum jetted on my chest and face, Michael slowly licked them up and kissed me. We looked at each other while laying on the bed. “I need you to know that you’re different. I trust you and I need you to trust me. I’ve never felt like this with anyone. Nate was holding me back. I knew that I couldn’t get him involve with my family.” “Yeah. Don’t worry. Let’s forget what I said. I didn’t know it would hurt your feelings. I’m sorry. I just thought that we were still teasing. You’re special to me too, Michael. And I trust you too but I still have some doubts that this won’t last.” “Don’t ever say that.” He said as he pulled me up and fucked me with my hands on the headboard now. Planting in me another 2 loads. “I hope you are initiated soon so that we don’t have any doubts any more. Whatever happened today, just forget about it. I’m not going to disallow you from fucking Nate, but please don’t mention him. Even during our parties.” “I won't.” Was the only response that was needed before we slept. As long as I have his permission to fuck Nate, I was okay. Even if Michael was bored of me, I know Nate would go for his sloppy seconds.

After 4 years of being married, Kate and I started to have doubts in our relationship. We had tried for a kid but neither of us could dedicate ourselves to a child. Kate’s rough childhood didn’t give her the confidence she needed to be a mother and my selfishness made me less incline to the idea of fatherhood. We decided to separate on our 3rd year anniversary after we realized that neither of us had remembered the date. It was only when we opened a card from our caterers wishing us did we notice how stale our relationship had went. We split amicably, true to its words. Kate told me that she had actually found someone new, 2 months into our separation. I was relieved because I know that there was always someone better out there for her. We both decided to sell the house and find our own place, seeing that it would be fair. Lust prevailed and I decided to move to New York, thinking that I would restart my life. As soon as the papers were signed, I called Michael. “I haven’t talked to Kate in months. She only mentioned that you two were separated the last time she called me. So why are you calling me now?” “Because I want you. I need you.” “Looks like the table has turned. Why after 4 years?” “Why after 7?” “You’re lucky that I’m still here, same old me. And that I’m a hard man to please. I got on my medications again since you left and I haven’t stopped since. Would you like me to stop?” “Yes, please.” “Then get your ass here now.” I took the bus this time to NY since I had quit my job and decided to move in with Michael. I had some savings that could last me for a year but I was hoping that I would land something within 3 months. The minute I saw Michael I jumped into his arms and kissed him. Within those 3 years, I had grown my hair shoulder length and frequently tied it into a bun. Michael looked leaner than before, with his biceps a bit larger than how I remembered. Still, the feeling was the same. During dinner, I asked him when was the last time he had heard from Alex. He told me that Alex got married to an architect from Atlanta and that they were living in Boston now. “He came here last month, asking to join the Brotherhood but I wouldn’t allow it. He told me how he would find other groups to be initiated but I told him that it won’t be the same as having your own flesh & blood.” The way I saw Michael’s thought process was impressive because I had doubts at how twisted he could possibly be. I then asked Michael if I was initiated and I initiate Alex after, would he allow it and recognize Alex as part of his Brotherhood? Michael thought on it for a while and I can see the outline of his cock beginning to form in his shorts. “It’s your choice. When it comes to you, I’ll always make an exception. And yes, I undoubtedly would have to accept him in. But I wonder, why Alex? Is it just to spite me or do you genuinely think the bond you have with him can be compared to ours?” “Michael, I fucked Alex before I fucked you. I know you’re the kind to flatter himself but this is one of those instances where it’s not entirely about you. I also want to fuck him to test if he’s still not over me after all these years. I love a challenge especially if the prize has a bonus. Imagine, being connected to your son not only through just genes but me. What an ego boost. Doesn’t that turn you on?” Michael could only form smile from his end and said, “You keep surprising me, you know.” before taking his pants off and forcing me to suck his hard cock.

This neg guy messaged me on BBRT. He was specifically looking to convert to Poz. During our exchange of messages I explained to him that I am now very unwell, and as a consequence my home is an utter filthy mess. That didn't deter him. Now for the real test of his authenticity ... If he wanted what I could give him, he would do some housework for me, and help me have a bath to wash my wasting skinny body. He agreed. We arranged for him to visit the following day. The next day came, and he messaged asking if we were still on. OK, he was serious! I gave him my address, and told him I would leave the door off of the latch so he could just come in. 6pm arrived, he was bang on time. He entered my living room where I was watching TV. I hit the mute button. He was as his photos suggested, well built rugby build, clean shaven. A very handsome 27 year old. 'Hey Sexy'. 'Hello Sir'. 'Strip naked. Keep your trainers on,'. He did as instructed. Although once I saw he was wearing a tight hugging Jock Strap I ordered he leave that on too. 'Come over here between my legs, facing away from me'. Again, he obeyed. And I had a good grope of his sweet neg ASS. 'NICE. Very Firm'. I ordered he clean my bathroom, mop and hoover floors, and gather the huge lot of rubbish scattered all over the place as a result of not being in the best of health. After cleaning in his Jock & Trainers he ran me a bath. As he washed me we spoke ... 'Is this what you want to end up like, sick and decrepit?' 'Yes Sir. It might seem crazy to most, but, it is what I need. What I deserve. And I want to know for sure who my 'Gifter' is, so I can remember him fondly, always carrying a piece of him inside me'. Having bathed me, he dried my scrawny pale body. Naked, dry, and with finally a good wash I walked into my now tidier living room, stood in front of the TV and began channel flicking . The rugby build boy without a word knelt before me, took my flaccid Dick into his mouth, pulled on my balls. I was in no time very hard. With one hand controlling the remote, the other held behind his head as I rocked my hips. I threw the remote to the floor as I got more and more turned on, now with both hands pulling his face in tightly as I began fucking his face. Out of breath I pulled out, stood back so he could see me full length... 'You sick Bastard coming here to get converted ... This REALLY what you want?' 'Oh GOD YES Sir. Destroy me and my future'. 'You sick nasty pig'. His face lit up when I said that, as he nodded in agreement with a big happy smile on his face. I took him to the bedroom where I had a vinyl play-sheet ready on the floor. He brought his little rucksack with him, from which he took out a toothbrush, he handed it to me and got on all 4's. 'Make me bleed Sir'. 'You are one fucked up pig'.

It took me many years to feel comfortable being bred. I grew up during the AIDS onslaught and had friends, acquaintances and friends of friends killed by it. Treatments and drugs started making an impact, but I felt permanently scarred by the fear. I always carried condoms and made every Top use them. I felt safe(r) but still didn’t trust myself to remain a safe sex only Bottom. I had had friends that I trusted enough to start taking tentative steps like letting them cum in my mouth and later swallowing. Some thoughts I was fooling myself and was living a hypocritical life if I thought my practices made me bulletproof. Eventually, it began to wear on me. Safe sex was a chore so I began exploring my options. I had an older friend that was a Top and had been suggesting for quite some time that I was denying myself an experience that I’d regret not trying. He convinced me and we got together for my first breeding. It was incredible! I felt more connected and my level of desire was enhanced. Once he entered me the excitement was enhanced by know his precum was leaking into me with each stroke and that his cum was simply the coup d gras. I felt every spurt. I’d cum enough times to know how he was feeling as his cum shot out but this time it was against my skin and inside me. I still do do not play with strangers unprotected. I use PREP. I am not anxious to acquire HIV or and STD. I also only party raw with men I know and trust. Having lived a harsh life in the desert of safe sex, the slow trickle from a spring was life changing. I’m in a much more satisfying place in my life.

I am not poz yet, decided get a biohazard tattoo yesterday, to signify that I take all loads not matter the status. Hopefully I will be poz breed very soon!

The best way to be 'initiated', rough, raw and by 'legions' taking their turns, celebrating total promiscuity! I say that in hindsight as all of the drugging, 'non-consensual', UNSAFE behavior would have abhorred me once! Now I'm 'on-board' with it!

I just realized this was a 15 yo kid! Nothing justifies having any sex with anyone under the age of consent. I apologize for any of my comments that I made regarding this issue.

Thanks for your comments Unfortunately there was a lot going on the last days, so I only finished one next chapter - but be sure, I will continue it =========================================== Chapter 3 I woke up as the morning sunlight fell on my face. I really like this one moment, when you’re partly sleeping and awaking from a good dream. But this time, this moment was kind of skipped and I was wide awake instantly. My memories of the night before started out in a blur, but the pictures got clearer within a blink of an eye. I felt the soreness of my ass, but it felt great and so my cock started growing and twitching. In that moment I heard Ken moving in the kitchen. I don’t know what I actually expected. One part of me hoped for him not being upset about last night, while the other half wished that he was and that he would be so full of anger that he would rape me as soon as he would see me. But what happened really got me off guard. “Morning. Coffee’s ready but we forgot to buy fresh milk.” “Ah, ok.” The radio played music. I looked at Ken, waiting for him to say something. “Did you sleep well? You look kind of tired…” – “Alex, you ok?” I started to wonder if I just had a very vivid dream last night. Maybe the weed did a better job as I thought it had. I fought myself back to reality. “Everything’s fine, dude. Just need a shower to wake up!” When I came back into the kitchen, Ken had already left. I remembered he told me that Annie’s mothers’ birthday was on and he would take the train to their city. Even after the shower and two mugs of coffee I still felt weird and tired, and as I had nothing on my agenda for the day, I went to the living room and laid down on the sofa to watch some tv. I must have slept all day, because it was after sunset that I woke up to the sound of the door banging. Ken stumbled in the living room, smiling wide and kind of singing. “Hey Alex….you shshsh…should have been there. It was a great garden party… soooooo many nice people… and a lot of booze”. According to his slurred speech he must have drunk a lot. “Annie had invited some other gay friends because she thought she invited you too.” “Nah, she didn’t mention anything to me!” “Anyway… I feel I owe you some fun… There’s still some weed from yesterday… I’m gonna get it for us.” In fact, by that time I thought that all of my last night experience must have happened only in my head. My sick, perverted brain wanted to have some fun and obviously the weed had turned my mind to a top-perfoming virtual sex device and – although still feeling exhausted from that experience – I wouldn’t mind repeating it. When Ken came back with a joint in his hand, he had changed his cloth. He wore shorts and an open button-down shirt. He lit the joint, took a hit and gave it to me before going to the kitchen. He told me everything that happened at the party, what food had been served and how lovely that cake had looked like. When he sat down again, I noticed that I had finished the joint all by myself. Kenny looked at me, grinned and got another joint out of the pocket of his shirt. That second one was shared evenly between the two of us, but as I wasn’t used to weed at all and smoked the first one all by myself, it was me of cause, who really got high first. We talked about a lot trash and laughed a lot, when all out of a sudden Kenny’s face changed. “What are you thinking of?” “Huh? I don’t know… I start to feel dizzy and I think I wanna go to my room and close my eyes for a moment”, I answered. His eyes flashed a little as he took the last hit of the joint. “OK, little fag. Go to your room. I’ll be following in a few seconds, and if you’re not awaiting me ass up, face down, I’m going to beat the shit out of you!”, be bellowed. And by the look in his eyes I was sure, he wasn’t joking… I did like I was told. “Close your eyes and open your mouth, dirty little slut!” Ken pushed his hard dick down my throat, so hard that I had problems breathing. “You’re doing better than my last roomie.” My eyes widened. “Yeah, you’re not the first fag serving me. But you’re the first one tricking me into cheating Annie….. She doesn’t deserve something like this, so I will have to take revenge on you.” In that moment I felt something cold on my hole. “You remember I told you about the gay friends Annie invited? One of them is Tommy. I think you would call him a bear – big and hairy. But he is kind of desperate lately – his boyfriend cheated on him and now he’s poz. Suck my dick, you filthy faggot!” I was a little astonished due to this twist in his speech, but as he turned back to his commanding, ‘evil’ self I got more and more turned on and started devouring his cock. I did not know what happened to me, but as Kenny continued calling me a cumslut, a fag and other things while making comments about cheating sluts should be treated adequately, my mind started taking over. Using a moment of breathing I screamed “You’re right. I should be punished for making you cheat on Annie”. I went back to his cock. “Mhh… I know… What would be appropriate?... How about paying the rent for the next year by yourself?.... Or, do you wanna get pozzed?....Or…” “yeah, make me poz”, I answered. I really liked dirty talk a lot and was pleased that Ken would participate in that. “So, that’s what you want? Become a toxic fag?” – “Oh yeah” “Argh…… have to disappoint you with that… unfortunately I don’t have a gift for you….” His dick throbbed in my mouth and shot after shot of his cum ran down my throat. As the good bottom I am claiming myself to be, I got happy and relaxed after his orgasm. I sucked a little more on his cock and looked in his face. He had his eyes closed and smiled in a weird way. Then he opened his eyes, took the bottle of poppers that had been untouched until now, removed the lid and hold it under my nose. My dizzy and high mind got more dizzy, as the poppers rush set in. He looked me in the eye, his grin getting even weirder. “I don’t have a gift for you ……….. but Tommy has!” In that second, I felt a fat cock pressing into my hole. The weight of the intruder pressed my body down to the bed and I felt a big, hairy guy fucking my ass. “Please be aware, that Tommy is a little special with his gifts – he wont take anything back, but will make sure, that you will get it properly!” (t.b.c.)

Hello everybody, So I was home alone last night and I decided to have some dick buried in my ass. Living in a small city (Coventry, UK) it was a bit hard to find people that I might be into (usually daddies, bears, cut dicks), but I managed to score 3 loads in my ass. It was around 9PM when I went on Grindr, Scruff, BBrt, GROWLr and FabGuys. I managed to find a guy in his 40, tall, very pale, in a way posh English guy with, I would say a 6” cut dick, from what he’s told me I managed to work his dick very passionately (so passionately I kind of bled on his cock) that he came in around 10 minutes. Next it was a guy in his late 40s, handsome, dad bod and very hairy with somewhere around 7” long and super girthy dick that literally killed me, he was rough and knew how to play inside, I asked him a few good times to stop or I’d come hands free, and I would completely be down for it if I was in a sling where I could pee while coming, not in my room hahah. He gave me a load after an hour or so and spent the night (I kind of need someone to cuddle me, yo). Then when the second woke up to go to work I woke up too, went on Grindr and I took my last load from someone that was in his 50s I’d say and had an uncut dick, not really bigger than the second one but good enough. I was so sore from the other two because all we had for lube was spit and no poppers or alcohol were consumed the night before, that I barely managed to take him in for 5 minutes until he came too. but that’s it, I went to sleep after and now I’m just telling you this story

The taboo subject of satanism is damn hot for sure. Being fucked by demon cock, taking aids loads and just being corrupt

Ryan arrived at Jonny's place and text him. Ryan - I am here Jonny - You are late bitch Ryan - Sorry Jonny - door is open, when you come in place your clothes to the left of the door on the bench and go to the shower and shower up but leave the butt plug in. Ryan - Okay, coming in now. Ryan entered and went to the shower. He wondered how Jonny knew he had a butt plug while he cleaned up and showered. He heard text as he was drying off and grabbed his phone. Jonny - Go to the bed and grab the blindfold and put it on and hold the poppers and get on all fours on the end of the bed. Ryan - Okay going in down. Minutes later he hard noises behind him and then he felt hands on his ass and two on his face lifting his head up and slapping his face with a dick. Ryan opened his mouth and sucked his dick. The hands on his ass were playing with his ass and the butt plug. One guy grabbed it and started to pulled it and Ryan started to pull off the dick and the guy using his mouth said no fucking way whore and shoves hid head back down on his dick while his hole hurt like fuck as the but plug was pulled out. A mouth went on Ryan's ass as Jonny said straight boy cum in here. He has four loads in there as the guy eating my loose hole tonged and ate my hole. The guy fucking my throat sounded like he was getting close but pulled out right before cumming and another dick fucked my throat. There were five guys who fucked Ryan's throat like that before the guy eating the cum out of Ryan's ass took a break and some T was put in Ryan's ass and Ryan was given a shot glass to down of some G. The guy who ate his hole came to fuck his throat while one of the guys lubed his hand and played with Ryan's hole fingering him and Ryan pushed back while guys played with his nipples and rubbed his balls and sensitive dick. The guy fingering him had four fingers in him and then he slide two more from his other hand and pulled Ryan's hole apart. The guy who had been eating his hole started to moan and shot his load down Ryan's throat and the guy came a ton and Ryan coughed and gagged. He pulled out and his dick was replaced by another and then Ryan was flying and his hole felt amazing. The guy pulled out and asked Ryan if he liked his hole played with and Ryan said yes, it feel so good. Ryan heard spray and then a rag was put in his mouth and he inhaled while the guy behind him slide all four fingers and his thumb in and twisted back and fourth till his hand popped in Ryan's hole. Ryan gasped in pleasure and said oh fuck yea. The guy who had fed him the Impact was taping Ryan as he was moaning and telling everyone how much he loves his hole played with. Then he asked him if he wanted more and Ryan said don't stop. Please don't stop. The guy laughed and said we have no intention of stopping boy. The guy fisting him stopped and said who is next, another guy came up and Ryan felt his fingers slide into his hole and he shook and said he has thick fingers. The guys hands were much bigger than the fist guy. He played with Ryan's hole while Ryan moaned and said fuck, that feels amazing. Impact spray again and rag in Ryan's mouth and the guys twisted and pressed and he almost go inside and he took a break. Third guy came up hand lubed and while Ryan was still flying four fingers and then thumb and a twist right and leave and he eased his hand inside Ryan and Ryan said ohhhhh Yea, that's it. Five minutes later the guy with his fist in his hole pulled out and Jonny fisted that faggot hole and after everyone except the muscle bound guy with huge hands had fisted the kid everyone went into the bedroom except the guy videoing Ryan and Muscle guy who's name Ryan heard as the guy filming said Dino that is hot at one point in videoing. Dino, pressed Ryan's legs part and got a big dildo out of hi bag and lubed it up and pressed it against Ryan's hole. It did not want to go in either but Dino worked it from every angle and finally Ryan's hole began to give way. The head popped in and Ryan said omg I so full, It's so big fuck!!! Dino pulled it out and gave the kid some more T and took some G in a syringe and shot it in his ass. Then he lubed up the dildo head again and pressed it against the kids hole and worked it and Ryan was panting and saying omg that feels so good and the head popped in again. Dino twisted it back and fourth while applying pressure and the guy video taping the kid asked him hot that felt. Ryan said that is the mot amazing feeling I have ever had in my life. Dino kept pushing in and he had four inches in the boy then five. He would pull it out and the push it back in and the kid was asking for more please every time Dino pulled out the Dildo and once Dino had gotten seven inches into this cunt he pulled the dildo all way out and admired Ryan's gaping hole. The guy video taping came over and videoed it and Dino lubed up his hand and worked Ryan's hole and his begging for more dildo stopped and he was moaning again and this time once Dino got his fist at the right angle it only took four twist and Dino popped his hand in the boy ass. Ryan was totally fucked up and he loved the feeling but it hurt still and although he was saying Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, omg, omg and omg. He said too much, I can't stop as Dino flexed his hand and twisted it a little. The guy who was videoing called to the others that it was happening and they all came in and Jonny came and fed Ryan poppers ten hits and then sprayed impact and put the rag in his mouth and the begging to stop turned to holy fuck, that is so hot! This went on for twenty minutes as Dino tugged on his hole pulling his all lips out and then his fist all the way out and then doing it all over again and working his cunt. Ryan moaning and groaning as his hole was wrecked. Dino was jacking his dick with his other hand and he finally pulled his hand out of the boy and shoved his big dick inside and shot his load. Ryan said thank you Sir. Dino patted him on the back and said boy we have a lot more fun in our future. With that he grabbed his bag and went into the other room. With that Johnny got on the bed and slipped under me and slide his dick in my hole and another guy got on top of me slide in beside Jonny and the ten inch dick that fucked my throat slide in between them and I now had three dicks in my hole and they fucked me till Jonny and the guy on top unloaded and then the other two took their places the guy who ate my ass slide under and the other on top and then ten inch guy slide in between their fat cocks and thy all three fucked me and the guy on top came and kept fucking me and the guy who ate my ass was next and finally the guy with ten inches came. The guys cleaned up and I collapsed on the bed horny to cum. I felt a bigger butt plug being worked into my hole and then I heard the shower. Jonny was taking a shower and he came out and said you are such a good whore. I have one more surprise for you. Ryan was still blindfold and had tina dick. Ryan heard the door bell and turned Ryan over and positioned him with his head off the bed and his body laying on the bed. When he came back he had two guys with him Ryan later found out and they started sucking and licking on Ryan, his nipples and abs and finally his tina dick and balls. Ryan was moaning. Jonny went over to his mouth and started to fuck his throat while he watched the guys orally please Ryan and rise his dick and tease it not getting him too close to coming. Soon Jonny came down Ryan's throat and one of the guys leaned over and make out with Ryan while the other sucked his almost hard dick and while Ryan and this guy were kiss, Ryan came in the guys mouth. The guy kissing him broke the kiss and let the other guy with a beard make out with Ryan sharing Ryan;s cum. The first guy to kiss went back to sucking and licked Ryan all over and the guy with a beard got up and took Ryan's head and began to fuck Ryan's throat with what had to be 8 inches. Ryan's dick was getting semi hard again and before long he came again. His body shook while his throat was fucked and soon the guy fucking his throat unloaded, pulled out and got dressed and left. The clean shaven guy got up and came over and kissed Ryan again and then fed him a thick 7" dick and Ryan sucked and it did not take long for the clean shaven guy to cum hard to and Ryan swallowed and nursed him and he too pulled out and got dressed and left. Jonny came back in and said boy you did really well tonight. He helped him get up in bed and he turned off the lights and curled up with Ryan as he shook and tried to sleep. Eventually they both feel asleep Jonny holding Ryan tight.

Just had an experience that i'd hadn't had in a while. Chatted with a guy on bbrt who was at a bookstore and went to meet him. He was goodlooking with a nice fat cock so i immediately doffed my sweats and t-shirt and slipped out of my shoes so I was stark naked in the hallway of the bookstore so a lot of other guys guys saw me naked as well. He said loudly that he was going to fuck my ass and we went into a room where i bent over. Didn't realize he was tripping on tina and he came up my ass and then proceeded to piss in me with his chem loaded piss. Being the obedient cum slut i tried to keep the piss in me and i ended up absorbing some of his chempiss. I went horny wild. I know i released the piss in the room ... sorry to the cleanup guy! .... and went into total whore mode. I remember walking the hall naked and telling guys to fuck my ass. Not sure how many did but i came back to my senses a couple hours later coveted in cum and with a sleazy guy pounding my ass. He finished and a few more guys took their turn on my ass before i found my clothes in an adjacent room and left with cum leaking down my balls and inside of my legs. Not sure how i made it home.

Ryan was turned on by the idea that someone would pay for his cum but he knew it was wrong. Dustin was texting while they walked and after three blocks east and four north they arrived at a flat. Dustin walked up and led me inside and told me to strip. He them put a blindfold on me and led me into the living room and had me get on my knees. Ryan followed his instruction and then he felt two guys in front of him and Dustin told Ryan to get to work. Ryan put his hands out and felt two legs and rubbed his hands gently up and eventually found the cocks. Both uncut, he was growing fond of uncut dick, he lifted one and moved in and started sucking. He went to the biggest one naturally and guy started to moan. Ryan jacked the other dick while be sucked what grew to be a fat dick. Dustin let him suck the guy for awhile and then pulled his head off and put it over to the other guys semi hard dick., Ryan sucked what started out to be a thin dick about three inches hanging and it grew to just over nine and half inches with a medium thickness. Ryan sucked and the guy grabbed his head and began to fuck his throat and told Dustin nice fucking throat on the boy. Ryan was distracted as the other guy came around and spread his legs and slapped his fat dick on Ryan's ass. The guy turned to Dustin and asked if Ryan had cum in his ass. Yep! Two loads Dustin said with a grin. Fucking nice the guy said as he spread Ryan's ass check and hole and let cum drip onto his big dick then pressed in and impaled Ryan while he was gagging on that big dick in his throat. The guy fucking his throat let up and Ryan panted trying to catch his breath and then he grabbed his head and shoved his dick back in his throat. This took place three more times before the guy shot his load down Ryan's neck and left his dick in Ryan's mouth it was half its size and he pulled it out. The guy immediately turned around and shoves his ass in Ryan's face and made Ryan eat his hole while his buddy fucked Ryan even hard and shoved deep and came in the boy. Then he pulled out and came over and took the other guys place and made Ryan suck and clean off his dick. Once he was satisfied the other guy came over and had shoved his ass back in Ryan's face and made him eat his hole. Ryan ate while the other guy got dressed and asked Dustin you said $300.00 right? Dustin said yep! The guy handed him some cash and said have him back here on Tuesday I have more plans for him and there is $500.00 in it for you. With that the guy Ryan was eating out turned around and jacked off his dick and told Ryan to open his mouth and she shot a load in the kids mouth and walked into a bedroom and left Dustin and Ryan there. Dustin told Ryan he was suck a good whore and told him to get dressed and Ryan took the blindfold off and he got dressed and they left. Dustin asked Ryan for his phone and he called his number and programmed himself into the phone. Dustin said I am going to text you later on tonight about tomorrow morning. I will give you instructions Fag and Dustin walked off. Ryan put his phone in his pocket and found his way back and went to the office.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 1 I was a gay man in my early 20s with some sleazy, kinky, taboo desires. I always had that streak in me. I love cum so bareback sex made an instant connection with me, and not just any bareback sex, but totally uninhibited bareback sex. Yes, I had a fantasy involving a hot guy, lots of bareback pig play, and him shooting his seed in me. Not just any seed, but poz seed. There was also something edgy and erotic about a tattooed, bareback pig. Seeing heavily inked guys always made my cock hard, and I always wanted to be one of those guys. It just took me a while to decide what type of tattoo I wanted on my body. I researched local tattoo artists for months, but none of their work proved to be of the quality I was looking for. I decided to drive 90 minutes south and attend the annual tattoo convention in Chicago in hopes of finding an artist with a portfolio that impressed me. It was such a lustful trip for me. I also love unusual facial hair like longer goatees and beards and handlebar mustaches. Guys with piercings also turn me on. Tattoos, facial hair, and piercings seem to go hand in hand. The convention center was packed with people covered in ink with a ton of piercings and facial hair of every length and type. The continuous buzz from all the tattoo guns running could be heard throughout the place. Every booth had an artist or two working on fresh ink. I eyed the sexy men between browsing through artists’ portfolios. There was a ton of guys with no shirts on getting inked up at the various booths. Some with sexy hairy chests or a nice treasure trail disappearing into their jeans. My brain was in eye candy overload, and my cock was half erect for most of the show. I rounded the corner walking through the rows of booths and came across a very hot tattoo artist. He looked to be about 28 and was slender with a shaved head. His hair was reddish brown, with a slightly wavy goatee that must have been about a foot long. It ended in a point near his belly button. His mustache had a slight twist of small handlebars at the corners of his mouth. Full sleeves of ink extended from his t-shirt. He even had hand and neck tattoos. He was working on the back piece of a handsome little twink, and he glanced up at me as I approached his booth. He gave me a smile, and a nod of his head to say hello as he returned to his art piece. I stopped and paged through his portfolio. I kept glancing up to look at him while turning the pages. As I turned another page I glanced up to check him out again. My eyes traveled up his sexy body to his face and found him looking directly at me. He smiled at me again, and I quickly turned my eyes back to his portfolio. Sure that he noticed me checking him out, I began to blush. It was hard to keep my eyes off him, though, and I again glanced back at him. He again was looking at me too, and stopped his tattoo work. He told the twink he would be back in a minute to continue and walked toward me. He appeared to have a nice sized cock from the bulge in his jeans. Holding out his hand he said, “Howdy, I’m Zak.” “Isaac, but most people call me Zeek,” as I shook his hand. I again paged through the book of ink, “Is this your work?” “Ah, yes it is.” “Nice work, I like it.” “Well, thanks. Are you looking to get some ink done?” “Yeah, I just don’t know what I want to get yet.” “Do you have any tattoos yet?” “No, it would be my first.” “Are you from Chicago?” “No, but I’m only about 90 minutes north of here in Milwaukee.” “Cool, well, if you would like to talk about it, I can help you with design ideas.” “Awesome, I’d like that.” “Here’s my card. Give me a call, and we can set up a time to talk.” “Thank you, Zak, I’ll do that.” “Nice to meet you.” “Ditto.” With that he returned to his customer to continue his ink, which gave me the perfect opportunity to check out his ass. Just as I imagined, he had one nice butt and I found it hard to look away. When he sat down he again looked at me, and found me staring at him. Zak picked up his tattoo gun, glanced back at me, and gave me a look that set my gaydar off. A smile came across his face. I nodded, smiled back at him staring straight into his eyes then disappeared into the crowd. I wandered the convention center enjoying the hot, inked up men and all the beards and 'staches. Pure heaven for this gay man. I had to piss, and found the bathrooms were lined up with guys waiting to empty their bladders. It took a while waiting in line, but I was next to piss, and a stall opened up. I wasted no time getting into the stall. My cock felt like it could burst from holding back my piss. I closed the door to the stall and quickly unzipped my pants. The entire toilet seat was splattered with piss. I chuckled a little thinking there must be a lot of PA piercings in those pants today, otherwise just a bunch of hot pigs with a bad aim. I let out a full stream of piss, emptying my bladder. It felt good to relieve the pressure, but I quickly found myself fully erect smelling all that piss and testosterone in the air. I also loved piss play, and thoughts of lapping up all the urine from the toilet seat was hard to resist. I stroked my cock a few times, then tucked it back into pants, trying to hide my hard on the best I could. I zipped up again and quickly left the men’s room. I buried myself in the crowd, waiting for my cock to go down then continued to stroll through the packed convention booths. About a week later I came across Zak’s business card in my wallet and decided to give him a call. The phone rang a few times, “Windy City Tattoo, this is Zak.” “Ah, hi Zak, you may not remember me, but I met you at the tattoo convention last week. You told me to give you a call if I wanted to discuss tattoo options.” “Zeek!! Glad to hear from you.” “Wow, you remembered my name.” “Of course I did. So, you want to set up a time to discuss tattoo designs?” “Yeah, are you free any time this week?” “My last appointment should be done around 5:30 tomorrow. Can you get to the shop tomorrow night around 6?” “Sure. I’ll see you then.” “Awesome!! See you tomorrow.” I had a three day weekend so this was the perfect way to kick off my weekend. I left plenty early to try and beat Friday rush hour traffic heading into Chicago. I arrived early, and realized Zak’s tattoo shop was just outside the gay district on Halsted Street, so I wandered around the gay district for a bit. When I returned to Zak’s shop he was just finishing with his last tattoo appointment. He was wearing black biker boots, faded blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. I loved his fully inked sleeves and hands. His entire neck being inked was so hot too. Just the sight of him gave me a partial wood. He invited me to the back of his shop, and we sat on a sofa and discussed the style of tattoos I was looking for. His suggestion of Japanese style tattoos intrigued me. He explained the meaning behind different tattoos in Japanese culture, and I decided my first piece would be a colorful full sleeve with yin yang koi, waves, flowers and filler. Zak sat next to me, and occasionally touched my arm as he discussed options and placement. Our legs were touching as we continued to look at designs. He suggested I remove my shirt, so he could do a quick, rough sketch on my arm. He explained that he liked to just draw out the design directly on the body to get better placement than trying to use transfers. I pulled my t-shirt off, and he began touching my arm, and turning it in different directions. Then he pulled out a marker and started drawing on my skin. His touch began to turn me on, and before I knew it my cock was fully erect. I couldn't hide the bulge that formed in my jeans. It was obvious Zak also noticed my hard cock, but he kept himself focused on drawing on my arm. The sketch began to take shape, and Zak maneuvered my arm into different positions as he continued to draw on my skin. Each time he lowered my arm to my lap his hand brushed again my hard cock, and I noticed his rod was also erect extending down his jean leg. He again moved my arm to a new position and my hand came to rest on his thigh next to his cock while he continued his design. I couldn't resist it any longer, and I brushed my hand against the bulge in his jeans. His cock throbbed against my hand, and before I knew it I was rubbing his cock through his jeans. He stopped drawing on my arm and reached over and massaged my hard rod. Zak leaned over to me and began to French kiss me. Our tongues and lips were locked in a passionate exchange for a bit. Then Zak stood up and saying “I was hoping you would be interested,” as he pulled his t-shirt off over his head revealing a fully inked chest with a sunburst around his belly button that continued down and disappeared into his jeans toward his cock. “Damn, man…..wooooooof!” He pulled me to my feet. We continued to make out, our tongues twisted together in deep, erotic kissing and panting. Zak wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbed my ass with his hands, and pressed our hard cocks against one another through our jeans. We continued to kiss, grinding our bodies against one another; our cocks throbbing with excitement. I was free-balling it and could feel a wet spot forming in my jeans from precum leaking from the head of my shaft. Zak reached for my crotch, rubbing my cock through my pants before unbuttoning my jeans and dropping them to my ankles. He pushed me backward onto the couch. I landed on my ass and leaned back on the sofa in a lounged sitting position, with my cock standing at attention. Zak flipped my shoes off and pulled my jeans from my ankles. He stood up in front of me, kicked his shoes off then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. His cock sprung to attention standing straight in the air, pulsing up and down. The shaft of his tool curved slightly to the left and upward about 8 inches long. His cock was pierced with a large prince albert, and inked with flames leading down the shaft to a black biohazard tattoo centered below his belly button. More ink led to the sunburst around his belly button. The ring to his cock piercing dangled with each pulse of his cock, and precum began to hang from the end of his jewelry. Tattoos covered a good 75% of his body. His body was an erotic piece of art that made my cock dance with excitement at the sight of this stud. “Fuck, you are so hot. I want to be covered in ink like you.” Zak pointed to his biohazard tattoo. His eyes remained locked onto mine, and a playful conversation started, “You know what this one means, don’t you?” “You’re poz?” “Are you okay with that, because I only bareback?” “Yeah,” with a smile on my face, “Are you ok that I’m neg?” “Yep.” “Do you want to cum in me?” “Uh huh.” “Are you into gifting?” “Are you into chasing?” “I could be.” “Then I could be too.” My mouth was like a magnet to his cock. I was on my knees in a flash. I wrapped my lips around the head of his rod, tasting his precum before sliding the full length of his shaft deep into my throat. His cock stiffened in my mouth, and he moaned as my tongue slid back down toward the tip of his shaft. Zak put his hands on the back of my head and slowly face fucked me with the full length of his tool, as he murmurred “That’s it, suck my poz cock. Taste my toxic precum.” As he continued to leak precum down my throat, fucking my throat with his death stick, he remarked “I’d love to do your ink work for you. Maybe I’ll even be marking you with a biohazard tattoo. Would you like that?” “Yes!!” “Want me to poz you, Zeek?” “Yes, charge my ass up, please.” Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me onto my knees on the couch. “You want my poz cock in your ass?” “Yes, please fuck me. Give me your seed.” I was so turned on I felt like I could shoot my load at the anticipation of taking his charged spunk. He knelt behind me, spread my ass cheeks with a firm grip, and buried his tongue in my hole. It didn’t take long for my puckered hole to surrender as his tongue slipped past my cunt lips. His tongue lubed my hole and slowly worked inside, begging to open me up. Zak gave my ass a deep tongue bath and began to fuck me with its full length. The sensations made me horny as hell, and a strong urge to feel his bare cock buried in my ass burned within me. I moaned, “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.” Zak continued to rim my ass, and worked a finger inside. He slowly advanced his finger all the way in and out of me then added another, before continuing to lick and fuck me with his tongue. My ass was wet and primed for his shaft. Zak stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. I felt his against my cunt, then he slid his slick cock head across my hole, further lubing me with precum. He continued to rub the full length of his rod against my hole, driving me wild to be opened up wide. I felt the steel from his cock piercing fold to the side tight against his cock as he pressed the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly thrust the head of his tool, spreading my ass, and slipping inside. He spit on my hole lubing us both some more for me to take the rest of his meat inside me. I pressed my ass against his rod, and he again thrust inside me. Pain shot through my body and my hole tightened around his shaft as I tensed my body. Zak held his cock in place, “Easy, just relax…..relax.” The pain subsided and I arched my back and again pressed firmly against his cock. Zak grabbed my hips and with one abrupt thrust buried his cock balls deep into my guts. I again tightened my ass around his toxic meat, and let out a little gasp. It hurt so good, but my cock pulsed rock hard. I began to moan with pleasure. This was the first time I had a pierced dick in my hole, and it felt incredible. “You like my pierced cock in you, huh?” “Oh God…..yes!!!” I began to relentlessly pump my ass against his death stick, and Zak joined the rhythm. Tightening his grip on my hips, he pounded my ass hard with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with each plunge. “Ah, you’re a hungry pig for my toxic seed, aren’t you?” “Fuck, yes. Poz my faggot ass.” “Slow down, stud. You’ll get my DNA but not until I’m ready to flood your ass.” He held my hips steady, then slowed his pumping motion and continually withdrew his cock to the tip, with just the steel of his piercing remaining in my hole, then again thrust deep inside me, commenting as he did so, “Man, your hole feels awesome wrapped around my cock.” “That's good, 'cause fuck, I love your rod in me.” He continued a slow steady pace, edging himself close to shooting his load in my guts, then stopping, I could feel his cock pulsing a few times deep inside me, then Zak again began working his dick in and out of me. Each time he brought himself close to cumming then backed off. “You want my poz seed in you now?” “Yes, you feel so incredible. Load me up.” He again began to thrust in and out of my hole, but this time he slowly increased his pace, plunging in me harder and faster. “Fuck, I’m really close. You’re getting all my seed.” “You want it pig? Want my charged cum?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Yeah?” “Yes, I want to poz. Give it to me.” I again tightened my ass around his shaft, and he thrust in me one more time. “Here it comes….take my poz load.” He groaned and grunted, as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep in my hole. The sensations of his cum shooting from his death stick deep in my guts pushed me over the edge, and my cock erupted gobs of cum over and over with each throb of my shaft. With his cock still pulsing inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved his cock even deeper in my ass. I couldn’t get enough of Zak’s cock. It felt amazing buried in my cunt. My balls drained themselves of all their seed. My ass was now filled with Zak’s poz juice. As he pulled his cock from my ass, cum trickled and dripped from my gaping hole. I knew he filled me with a huge load of sperm. My intestine walls were coated with his virus. Would it find its way to my bloodstream? The risk was incredibly exciting. I was hooked. There was no stopping it. I was definitely becoming a junkie for poz cum. Zak flopped on the couch next to me, panting and sweating. “Fuck that felt awesome. You have one hot ass.” Grinning and puffing, “It was very hot.” I turned and lay on the couch with my head resting on his thighs at his cock. I licked his mushroom head clean and ran my tongue down his shaft. “So……..am I hired to do your ink?” “How can I say no after a consultation like that?” We remained on the couch, naked. My head rested on Zak’s lap with his beautiful meat before my eyes. A small drop of poz spunk leaked from his piss hole and I lapped it up. We talked for a bit, getting to know each other a little better, while touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Zak told me he was born and raised in Chicago. He always had a fascination with tattoos from an early age on. He started working in a tattoo shop at 15, and after a few years became an apprentice for several years. He was lucky enough to be able to open his own shop a few years ago. Tattooing was something he loved. It was his passion, and all his tattoos had meaning in his life. I ran my hand across his biohazard tattoo. “So how long have you been poz?” “Not long, just a few years.” “Are you on meds yet?” “Ah…..no, so you got a fully charged load. Hope you’re cool with that.” My cock started to bone up. I nodded my head for him to look at my rod, “Does that answer your question?” “I guess so, you hot pig.” “Do you know who pozzed you?” “Yep,” with a slow drawn out descriptive tone, “A hairy, muscular, leather daddy with a beautiful ass and huge, uncut cock.” We both chuckled. “Did you know he was poz?” “You mean, did I chase?” “Yeah, did you want to convert?” “Fuck, yes, and it was one hot breeding.” “So why aren’t you with him?” “We weren’t looking for a relationship. We both got what we wanted from it. I was determined to get his poz load in me, and he was determined to make me work for it. It was an all-out, totally uninhibited, raunchy, verbal, poz fuck.” “It sounds like a hot breeding.” “Poz talk makes it the hottest conversion sex.” After a short pause, “So, when do you think you can get back down here to start your ink?” “Are you free next Friday in the afternoon? I could get down here by 3 or so.” “Ok….Friday at 3 it is. We’ll start your sleeve.” “Great, sounds good.” So, Zeek, what do you do up in Milwaukee?” “Well, let’s see, I like a lot of things. I graduated from college last year and just bought a home. I love doing remodeling and landscaping, so I’m redoing my house, fixing it up. I like being outdoor, hiking, biking, camping; stuff like that. I really enjoy movies, and dining out with buds.” “Cool. So what’s your degree in?” “Marketing and web design.” “Bonus!! If you’re up for it, maybe you can redesign my website for me.” “I’ll show you some of my work. If you like it, I’d love to do that for you.” “Awesome.” We stayed on the couch a bit longer and lye in each other’s arms. His naked body felt so good cuddled up against mine. “Hey, Zeek, do you have to be back in Milwaukee at a certain time? “No, I’m not on any schedule tonight. What did you have in mind?” “Want to go grab a few beers?” “Sure, that would be great.” Neither one of us moved too fast to get up. I think we both enjoyed cuddling together naked, but we reluctantly dragged our asses off the couch and slipped our clothes back on. Zak hung out in boystown at a few of the gay bars so we walked a few blocks to his favorite hang-out for a few beers. Zak introduced me to a few of his buddies that were out. We did a few shots with them then continued some one-on-one chat. “So, Zeek, what else gets you going besides ink, piercings and taking poz cock raw?” I chuckled, “Well, I’m pretty open-minded. I have a bit of a kinky streak in me.” “Oooh, kinky streak, like what? And you can’t shock me, believe me.” “Anything from toys, slings, sounds, to watersports, and more. What about you?” “There isn’t much I wouldn’t do, and everything on your list…… been there, done that. I’m a pig.” He leaned over to me and gave me a gentle nibble on my lip before planting a wet kiss on me. Standing up from his bar stool, Zak circled behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. He whispered in my ear, “I have to piss if you want a taste.” He made his way to the men’s room and looked back at me with a grin. You didn’t have to tell me twice. I was off my bar stool in a flash and following him to the bathroom with my beer in hand. When I walked into the bathroom, Zak already had his pants unzipped and his pierced meat dangled at the urinal. I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned to face me and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth, and he held me still with his hands on my shoulders. “Fuck, here it comes.” As the first drops of piss hit my tongue I must have sprung an instant boner. I loved drinking from the tap. Zak’s warm piss sprayed from his cock filling my mouth. It had just a slight bitter taste to it, but was pretty watered down from the beer. I was like a hungry pig sucking its mother’s tit, wanting every drop of piss down my throat. Zak repeatedly stopped his urine stream, giving me just enough time to gulp down all of his nectar before letting his piss flow again in my mouth. My cock throbbed over and over again. He pulled his cock from my mouth and the last few sprays and drops of piss landed on my face, stache and beard. It was as if he was marking his territory. I stood up, slammed the rest of my beer in front of him then held the bottle to my cock head. I let out a full stream of piss filling my bottle to the top. I took a swig of my own piss then Zak took the bottle from my hand and left the bathroom. When I returned to the bar, he was sitting on his bar stool drinking from my beer bottle in front of everyone. They had no idea he was actually swigging my sweet cock nectar and not beer. After tipping another beer together and an erotic farewell kiss, I left for Milwaukee. On my drive up I94 I had time to think outside the heat of the moment. Even though I had fantasized for a long time about taking a poz cock raw, that was the first time I actually went through with it. A little fear set in knowing I could possibly poz from Zak’s DNA planted deep in my hole. I debated pulling into the Oasis pit stop, heading to the bathroom and emptying his seed from inside me. Those thoughts were quickly diverted by my cock boning up over thoughts of how awesome his hard shaft felt in me, and that having his poz cum in me also turned me on. The thoughts of his hot naked, inked body danced through my head. The smell of his piss still lingered on my beard and stache. My cock again throbbed in my jeans. I never even considered myself an actual chaser, but found myself craving more of his toxic spunk. The Oasis was just ahead, but I drove on past as my car continued down I94; my cock raging hard and my ass twitching full of Zak’s charged cum. I still had some fear in me, but I knew there was no turning back. I began to accept that I wanted to charge up, and I wanted Zak to be my gifter. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 2 Unable to sleep, I got out of bed, and started my day. Today was a special day for several reasons. It was my 23rd birthday, and it was also Friday, the day of my first tattoo session with Zak. I was a little anxious and nervous, but excited to be seeing him again. I wanted to start my journey becoming a heavily inked pig, but I was not sure how much it would hurt. I turned on Netflix and watched some episodes of Miami Ink. Seeing hot Ami James and all his sexy ink just got me turned on and more determined than ever to go through with it. It was what I wanted. I decided to get dressed and cruise down to Chicago early. It was a perfect day for a drive, sunny and warm. I rolled down the windows and cranked the music. The air felt invigorating blowing across my body. I arrived in Boystown well ahead of my tattoo time with Zak, so I decided to browse the shops in the area. I came across a cool bookstore and bought a tattoo magazine. I also found an awesome pair of black biker boots, and a few t-shirts. Then I came across an adult bookstore and couldn’t resist checking out their gear. I ended up walking out with a “pig” t-shirt and a new yellow “piss pig” jock. After my little shopping spree I headed for the tattoo shop. I arrived a little early for my appointment. Zak greeted me with a hug and told me I could have a seat on the sofa while he finished up with his client. He grabbed me a bottle of water, and I sat down in the same place where just a week earlier I was taking Zak’s poz cock raw. The thought of it just gave me a major erection. I tried to find a distraction to get my boner to stop poking at my jeans. After all, Zak and his client were within eye’s shot. At least his client had his back to me. I found Zak’s portfolio sitting on the table next to the sofa. I browsed through the pages, but seeing his ink work only made my cock harder. I glanced at Zak, and he happened to look up at me. I immediately grinned back at him and stood up to show him my raging hard on through my jeans. I rubbed my crotch, and he chuckled then gave me a look that said, “Behave yourself.” I returned to the sofa and remembered an article I read several years earlier about a guy that popped wood at an inappropriate time and tried to “kill” the “snake” that had come to life in his pants by thinking about greasy dishes. (Why the hell I remember that article I have no idea). Maybe that would kill the beast in my pants. I tried to concentrate on dirty dishes, but all I could think about was stripping naked and having Zak fuck the hell out of me and unload his poz seed in my ass. My hard cock raged on. I grabbed a pillow for my lap to camouflage the bulge in my pants. After about a 15 minute wait, Zak poked his head around the corner and told me to follow him to his tattoo station. He walked to the entrance and locked the front door. “Now we’re all alone. No interruptions.” I pointed to my pants, “Good, because something is still up.” Zak laughed, “You’re becoming a cum-crazed pig. You know that don’t you?” “Yeah, and I love it.” I took a seat at his work station, and he walked up to me from behind. He put his hands on my shoulders, bent down and ran his tongue across the back of neck. He kissed my neck, nibbled my earlobe then worked his way to kissing my cheek. His tongue licked across my upper lip and he buried it into my mouth and started to make out with me, swirling his tongue with mine. Zak showed me his now hard cock bulging through his jeans, “As much as I want to tear your clothes off and fuck you right here, we won’t get anything done that way.” “And why is that a bad thing?” He again chuckled, “Let’s focus on your ink. We can play after.” “Oookkkaaayyy, ok.” “So are you ready to get started, sexy?” “Yeah, I’m ready.” “Awesome.” He grinned, “Besides, I’ll kill your hard on in no time when you feel the needle.” I chuckled and smiled at him, “You seem to be getting too much pleasure from that.” “I probably am, but there’s only one way to find out. Let’s get started. I made a few sketches for you to take a look at. If you like them I’ll use the one you want.” After looking at both designs, I had a hard time deciding between the two. Both were so cool. “Wow, I’d be happy with either design. They rock!!” “Well then, can I make a suggestion? This one is my favorite, because I think it will follow the curves of your arm the best.” “Cool. Then that’s it. It’s the one.” “Great. Get your shirt off and I’ll start the layout.” I pulled my shirt off over my head and sat down in the chair again. Zak was grinning at me. “What? What’s wrong?” “Nothing, I’m happy you are here, and allowing me to give you your first tattoo. That and you have one hot, trim body.” He pulled his chair next to mine, and took me by the hand. He positioned my arm and started the sketch. “This tattoo is going to look so cool on you, Zeek.” After about 10 minutes Zak completed the rough layout, and started to set up his ink. “Go look in the mirror and let me know if you’re happy with the layout.” I walked to the mirror and checked out the design. “It looks perfect.” “Awesome, get your sweet ass over here.” “Yes sir.” “Have a seat and get your arm up here. I’ll start out slow so you can see how it feels. We’ll work on it as long as you can. If you need a break, just let me know.” I sat in the “hot seat” again. I was nervous and excited all rolled up into one. Zak positioned my arm, “Here we go. You’re about to lose your tattoo virginity.” The familiar buzz of the tattoo gun filled the room, and my adrenaline rush kicked in. Zak rubbed a dab of aquaphor onto the first spot and the needle pierced my skin and the first line was inked in no time. I was happy to find the pain tolerable. It felt more like an annoying pinching sensation than anything. I also quickly discovered that I like to watch. I like to see the needle entering my skin watching the tattoo take shape. Guess that doesn’t come as a surprise to me, since I love visual stimulation with sex too. Seeing piss or cum shooting from a hot cock, or watching a hard piece of meat sliding in and out of a gaping ass is totally erotic. I like eye contact while getting fucked too. There definitely is a sexual side to the process of getting tattooed. The needle poked my arm again and snapped me back to reality. After about an hour and a half or so of turning my arm this way and that way, and switching to lying on the table, while Zak carved his design into my arm, the line work was finished. “How are you doing, Zeek? Need a break for a few?” “Sure. A stretch break would be good.” “How does it feel?” “It’s definitely burning a little, but it’s ok.” “Cool, we won’t finish in one session so let me know when you need to end. I’ll let you call it.” I walked over to the mirror to check out my new ink. Zak appeared behind me in the mirror, slipped his arm around my waist and kissed me gently on the neck. “It’s looking so hot on you, Zeek.” “I love it so far.” “Wait until you see the color start to fill it in. It will come to life.” Zak returned to his seat and set up the colors needed in his ink caps. After about 5 minutes, “I’m ready for you, Zeek. Let’s start shading in that sucker.” This time Zak had me lay on the table to start. He positioned my arm straight out away from my body. “Damn, Zeek, you make me want to tear those jeans off and fuck you right here.” Zak wheeled his chair to the side of the table and kissed me on the belly. I caressed the back of his head. His lips felt incredible on my skin, and his beard tickled my side. My cock certainly responded to his touch. It was already half erect. “I’d love to seed you right now.” “As hard as this is to say, Nah uh, it’s ink time. We can play soon enough.” He said, “I know, I know…..Focus.” The buzz of his tattoo gun kicked in again, and the color started on my sleeve. About 2 ½ hours later we were finished for the day. A bunch of color was completed and it was looking awesome, but my arm was also on fire. Zak cleaned up sleeve, and lightly rubbed a thin coat of aquaphor onto my skin. “That’ll cool it down, Zeek. Go check it out, man.” I walked to the mirror. “Oh my God, Zak, I love it.” He walked over to me at the mirror. “Wait till it’s finished. It’s going to look awesome.” He wrapped my arm then taped it in place then returned to his work station and began to clean it up. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, admiring my new ink. “It’s going to bleed a little and leak ink a bit, Zeek, so clean it when you get home. Put the aquaphor on it a few times a day while it heals.” “Ok….no problem.” Zak again appeared behind me in the mirror. He pulled his t-shirt off, put his arms around my waist and pulled my body tight against his. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. My dick quickly boned up. I reached back and slipped my hand between us to grab his hard dick. I rubbed his hard rod through his jeans. His cock throbbed in my hand, and Zak let out a moan of pleasure and began kissing my neck. As he whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you raw, right here and right now,” he rubbed my hard cock, and unbuttoned my pants. He reached down into my pants and stroked my meat. My jeans dropped to my ankles, and Zak began to grind his cock against my bare ass. I could feel the wetness on the head of my cock as my precum leaked from my piss hole. Zak smeared my juice onto my shaft then put his wet hand over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked up my precum from his hand. Zak slipped his thumb into my mouth, and I began to suck it. While he continued to kiss my neck from behind me, he unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cock tight into my ass cheeks. Zak again moaned then grasped me around the waist and chest. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks. “Fuck, you feel so good, Zeek. I want to feel my cock inside you. Give you what we both want. “Yes, you know I want it. Charge me up, Zak. Please fuck me.” I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them aside. I was now naked with Zak’s cock pressed hard against my ass. His precum began to lube my hole as he continued to rub his hard cock between my cheeks. He kicked his jeans off. Our bodies were both naked. The touch of Zak’s skin against my body sent chills up my spine, and I could already feel the sweat forming between us. Zak held me tightly from behind with his arm across my chest, and with a firm grip caressed my ass cheeks and rubbed his hand across my hole. My ass tightened and puckered while my cock stiffened and throbbed. Zak kissed me on my mid back, then on my side, and raised my arm above my head to bury his tongue in my arm pit. He continued to lick my pit, lapping up the scent off my body. He moved in front of me then pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweat on his lips and tongue. He spit in my mouth, and we continued to exchange saliva, while twisting our tongues together. With a firm grip on the back of my neck, we continued deep, erotic, French kissing for a few minutes. Then he hugged me and kissed my neck. He nibbled my ear lobe and buried his tongue in my ear while we ground our naked bodies against one another. Zak backed away from me, and snuck in one more kiss on my lips, then took me by the hand, our cocks both standing at attention and rock hard. He led me to the sofa where he first planted his seed in me the week before. He motioned to the couch, “Get on your knees, and spread those cheeks.” I eagerly obeyed. Zak knelt behind me and spread my cheeks wide with a firm grip. My puckered hole twitched with excitement, and he gave me one slap on the ass before burying his tongue into my ass. I arched my back and after continuous prodding and licking my hole opened up and his tongue slipped inside. He buried his tongue as deep as he could into my ass. The sensations sent chills through my body, and my hole begged to be filled by his cock. Zak gave one last grasp to my ass cheeks and a little massage. He stood up and then lounged back in a sitting position next to me on the sofa. His cock stood straight in the air. “Get your mouth on my cock and lube it up.” I shot onto the floor on my knees and slid the full length of his shaft down my throat. My tongue slid along his cock, and I began for work his dick in and out of my mouth. I continued to suck Zak’s cock, and it throbbed and pulsed in my mouth, spilling sweet precum down my throat. Zak grabbed the back on my head, shoving his cock deep down my throat. “Yeah, work that poz cock, swallow that charged precum.” He held his cock buried all the way in my mouth setting off my gag reflex, and making my eyes water. “Get up here and ride my cock. I want to see my meat slide all the way inside you.” I stood on the sofa, my legs straddling Zak’s, my pole standing straight up; balls dangling in front of his face. He tugged on my sack and engulfed both of my balls into his mouth. He sucked my balls, and licked them before grasping them with his hand and pulling them down to devour my cock down his throat. He sucked my rod for a few minutes, then said, “Sit on my poz cock, boy.” He spit in his hand, and as I lowered myself toward his hard shaft he smeared his spit onto my hole and lubed his cock with a few wet strokes. He directed the head of his meat toward my hole. His eyes were fixed on the head of his shaft as I squatted above his tool. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His PA ring and dick head pressed at my asshole, and with a quick thrust his cock head slipped inside. With a slow, steady motion my ass lips slid down the full length of his shaft. His hard cock was all the way inside me. Zak grabbed my hips and buried his cock even deeper in me. “FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!! Feel my poz rod in you. My PA is going to tear you up.” His cock stiffened in me, and his PA stretched my hole with each pulse of his meat. Zak cupped his hands onto my ass, and spread my cheeks wide open. I began to ride is pole all the way in and out of me with slow, steady motions. He groaned each time I took his cock all the way inside me. “Fuck, yes Zak!” The sensations were driving me wild. My cock was stiff and pulsing. Zak again grabbed my waist and began to shove me down onto his cock faster and harder, thrusting his hips each time to drive his death-stick all the way inside me. I could feel his PA further stretching and working my hole raw with each slam of his cock into my hole. It felt amazing. “Damn, Zeek, I can’t hold out much longer. You want my poz load?” “Fuck, yes. Breed me. Make me your poz pig.” My ass tightened around his shaft. “Oh, fuck, yes, here it comes. I’m going to poz you up, pig.” Zak thrust inside me. I felt his cock throb over and over again. As he filled my guts with his DNA, I stroked my cock, erupting cum onto his face, and beard. He opened his mouth. My cock continued to pulse, and I shot more of my jizz across his lips onto his tongue. While my cock still throbbed, I slowly worked the length of his shaft in and out of my ass. “Fuck, yes, Zeek, work my poz babies into you.” Blood tinged cum dripped from my ass with each plunge down his cock. Then I sat on his cock until I felt it stop throbbing inside me. I pulled his dick from my ass, and it slapped against his biohazard tattoo. His meat was covered with streaks of pink tinged cum. “Fuck, yes. Look at that, Zeek. Keep my virus in you. It definitely has access to your bloodstream.” Zak scooped up his blood streaked cum from his cock and put his fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean, swallowing every drop. Blood dripped from the edge of the bandage covering my freshly inked arm. It splattered onto Zak’s biohazard tattoo and cock. He ran his fingers down his shaft through my blood, across his lips and tongue. I kissed his mouth, tasting my blood on his lips. Still puffing and panting, “Fuck, Zeek. That was so hot. I love fucking my poz cum into your ass.” “I love feeling you shoot your toxic seed in me.” We need to change your bandage. Zak removed the wrapping from my arm and walked to his station for more bandages. I enjoyed looking at his naked body. It was such a turn on to me. He returned with more supplies and reapplied the bandage to my arm. We lie naked in each other’s arms on the sofa. “When can you get back down here to see me? We can continue your ink after a few weeks too. Let this heal a bit first.” “I definitely can get here in two weeks to continue my ink.” “How about we go on a date next weekend and an ink session two weeks from tonight same time?” “Sounds perfect to me.” “You know, you could possibly be ready for a biohazard tattoo in two weeks too.” I smiled, “Fuck yes.” My cock started to bone up at that thought, and I planted a slow, passionate kiss onto Zak’s lips. “Zeek, I want you to know something. I don’t want to just poz you. I like you, and not just a little. I like you a lot. I want you to be my boyfriend, my poz pig. What do you say?” “I’d like that a lot.” We continued to make out on the sofa. Our naked bodies pressed tightly together. Before we knew it both of our cocks were fully boned up again. We began to grind our bodies together. Zak kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “Zeek, I want to give you my DNA again. Make you my poz boy……….”

I had been going to a certain bathhouse for a while and was getting very bored there. It seemed that either I was just too picky or the guys there were just too old for me. But this particular night was different. I went after finishing my finals at school. I was mentally fatigued but physically excited. Horny is a better word. I decided that I wanted to get a little crazy. So I clean myself really well. I also used my fingers to get myself ready for my ass to be filled with something special. I even got out a butt plug and put it in me for a while to loosen things up even more. As I drove there, I started to get nervous about what I was doing. I was questioning myself about doing it with guys. I had only been with a few guys before but something inside me really did enjoy it. When I got there I sat in my car. I was once again nervous and have second thoughts about going in. Then I saw a few good-looking guys go in. That made me feel better and actually excited me too. I went in and changed out of by clothes. I walked around the place after I showered. Of course as always things were slow and boring. I then went in the back part, where there are some glory hole rooms. There were a few guys cruising the halls back there. I walked around and then went into a room (booth) that had holes on both sides. I sat down and waited. After a minute or two, a guy came into the room to my left. I waited and then I stood and put my cock thru the hole. He touched me and then began sucking. It was nice but I wanted something more. I sat back down. Then his cock came thru the hole. At first I was reluctant to do anything. I can be a brat about things. As I sat there I start touching his cock. It was nice but I knew this was an older fat guy. Then another cock came thru the hole on the right side of me. This cock was beautiful. It was a black guy and I think I just have this fantasy that their so sexual. Here was 8-inches dangling in my booth and it wasn't even hard. I turned and began caressing it. Then that cock started growing. It was so hot and as it got harder, I heard him tell me to suck it. Normally no one says much of anything in this place. His cock was now sticking straight out and was at least nine plus inches in length and that was just on my side of the wall. I couldn't even put my hand all the way around it. I leaned over and tasted him. I was licking the head of this strange cock, then I wrapped my mouth around it and sucked it in my mouth. I was surprised to find that I could actually get my mouth around him. I licked and continued sucking him. It was incredible. I had huge butterflies in my stomach. At times I tried to get him so far in, that my mouth seemed like it was going to tear open. I wanted him all the way down my throat. I tried to deep throat him but I started to gag. He would push up against the back of my mouth. It was like he was fucking my mouth and I was loving it. I had never been so turned on. My cock was hard and throbbing. I have always liked sex with women, but this was totally different. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. Then suddenly from the other glory hole opening, another guy started saying things, too. He would say, "suck that cock, eat that dick, get it wet." "That's right get it in there, lick him good." I found that it made me even hornier. I liked hearing this guy telling me what to do. Then he was saying that I had a great ass. That he wanted it. He told me to put my ass against hole so he could lick it. He said he wanted to fuck me. He began touching my ass as I kept sucking that huge dick. He then put his finger in me and he said, "How hot and sweet it must be." I wanted him to lick me. I stopped sucking and put my ass up against this other hole. The guy started licking and rimming me. It felt so good. I looked back over to see about the other guy with the giant cock, but it was no longer there. I then turned around and got on my knees to pay attention to this new guy. He put his dick in the hole and I placed him in my mouth. This cock was large but after sucking the other cock this was much easier on my mouth. He tasted so good and he had a wonderful musky smell. I could taste his honey coming out of his hole. As a licked and sucked away, the door to my booth suddenly opened and this guy came right in. I was shocked because this had never happened before. I stood up to protest. This guy was 6'2", built like a football player and I'm only 5'7". He pushed himself up against me. His hard cock brushed up against my own hard dick. I looked up at him and he was gorgeous, his beautiful black skin was wet with perspiration. He had a big smile on his face. His dick was so hard as it poked me in the stomach and chest. I looked down at it and it was the same cock I had been sucking before. But it seemed to be even bigger now. I started to say something to him about getting out but he bent over and started kissing me on my mouth. I had never been kissed by a guy before. I was both shocked and excited. He then put his tongue in my mouth and I started sucking his tongue. It felt like this was so right. My legs were shaking. He sat down and I immediately went down on that beautiful cock of his. I could not think of anything else at this time. I now had my back to the door and was on my knees gobbling up that massive prick. The door opened once again and another guy came in. I didn't even turn around. All I wanted was this cock that was in my mouth. The guy that came in started rubbing his cock on my ass. It also felt so good. I was sucking the giant cock and wanted to get fucked too. The guy was now sliding his cock between by ass cheeks and under my balls, it felt great. This went on for a little while. But the guy I was sucking told me that he wanted to fuck my tight little ass. I could not think how that thing could even fit inside me. He turned me around and began lick my tight little hole. His tongue felt so good in my hole. He got me real wet and then pulled me down on to lap. He then pushed his cock against my hole. It wouldn't go in at first but then he got out some lube and rubbed it inside me. Then he tried again to put that huge cock inside me. It felt so hot and his cock was leaking his fluid, then he put the head inside me. I started to push back from him when suddenly there was a popping sound and his cock was now totally in me. All nine plus inches worth. It was so incredibly hot. I almost passed-out, I don't know if it was from the pain or the pleasure of it. He would take hold my hips and raise me up and down on that monster cock. The other guy was now knelling down and watching that giant black dick slide in and out of me. He was like a cheerleader. I must tell you that he was a very cute black guy as well. He was about my size and weight. He started to lick and play with my cock as the guy fucked me up my ass. Then the guy let out a moan and sent a flood of warmth inside me. He was coming and I loved it. I could not believe how wonderful that felt. I was so excited that I squirt my load into that hungry mouth on my cock. The guy in my ass pulled out of me and left the booth. I sat there for a moment trying to catch my breath. The small cute black guy took me by my hand and told me to come with him to his room. I went with him to his room. Once inside he got down behind me and actually started licking my ass. God it was the best. He was feltching (eating) that cum out of my hot throbbing ass. It was so exciting. He then laid down and I started to get his dick hard and wet with my mouth. I was licking him from his tip to his sack and back. I was like a bitch in heat. I just love the way a black cock looks and feels. It seems that they taste so good. I then got on top of him and slid his dick inside my ass. It was like my ass was inhaling his cock. I rocked back and forth and up and down. I fucked him so good. This was totally hot. I was now like a different person. I couldn't get enough. When this guy came inside me, it was like a volcano. I could not believe how long and how much this guy pumped inside me. I sometimes think that he was pissing in me. It was the hottest cum I had ever felt. That night I finally knew what it was to have a guy make you feel like a woman.

one of the great things about using faggot cumdumps is treating them like subhuman trash and doing shit to them that you can't do to anyone you respect. one of those things for me is using a big PA piercing to shred its fuckhole, n throat and when you're lucky chip the faggots teeth.maybe even break one.sometimes you have to act like its an accident but sometimes I just laugh at them.ive even told faggots I want smash their teeth with it.i have successfully chipped several faggots teeth and fully broken 3 bitches teeth.(I once broke some faggots 2 front teeth so bad they both had to be replaced after he begged me to break a tooth with my cock). how many of you guys have chipped or broken some faggots teeth with a big PA? was it an accident or on purpose? did you pretend to be sorry or just laugh at the bitch? What about you faggots, which of you cocksuckers has had a tooth chipped by sucking cock?

I had a rare weekday off and decided to drive a little farther to a combo theater/arcade to see what trouble I could get in to. I hadn't been to any booths in a while and was really horny to take as many cocks as were willing in to my holes. I made sure I was cleaned out real good, slipped in to some cargo shorts and a tee, grabbed my lube and hopped in my car. On the way I tried to decide how I wanted to proceed once I got there. This place had an arcade on one side and a full sized theater on the other. I knew there would be action in the booths but there were only two with gloryholes, which I love. The booths were large, easily accommodating 4 or 5 guys so I thought some group action would be fun. The theater only showed straight porn, which was a bummer, but it was also a place I could walk around naked, which is a big turn on for me. There was a stage in front of the screen and I had always thought it would be hot to get fucked there. What to do? I walked in around 11 in the morning and decided to buy admission to both the theater and the arcade. The cashier was a real cute guy, no more than 20, who took my money and told me to have fun. I thought, I would definitely have fun if YOU were to come in with me. I smiled and said, "Here's to fun!" I went in to the theater first since it was still early in the day, before the lunch crowd. I walked in and it was so dark except for the movie on the screen that I couldn't see. I stood in the doorway for a minute and then nudged my way along the back wall, slowly letting my eyes adjust. I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts and they fell to my ankles. I started stroking my cock as my eyes adjusted. I stepped out of my shorts and tweaked one of my nipples when I felt a hand on my ass. It had been too dark to see the guy standing there but he could see the show I had started. I reached over and felt his cock, already hard and dripping precum. I pulled my tee off so I was naked except for my shoes. I thought, what the hell, and kicked them off too. I dropped to my knees in front of the guy and smelled his musky cock, licking the precum, then taking him in my mouth, savoring the full length. He took my head in his hands and face fucked me. I still didn't know what he looked like or if there was anyone else in the theater. Finally, I stood up and my eyes had adjusted. I took his cock in my hand and jerked him alongside my cock. He was a white guy in his late 30's, average build, pretty hairy but with a shaved face. His cock was average, about six inches but had a nice mushroom head on it. I dropped back down on his cock and as I sucked him I found my pants and my bottle of lube. I greased my hole, first with one finger, then with two, easing them in and opening myself up. He finally unbuckled his pants and I pulled them down to his knees. I stood back up and started making out with him, sticking my tongue in his mouth, licking his neck, stroking his cock. He was now grabbing my ass and massaging it, taking a finger and playing with my hole. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "Do you have a condom?" "No. Do you?" I turned around and decided to let him take control. If he wanted a tight hole to drop his load in I was there. If he didn't want to fuck without a condom at least I might end up with his load on my ass. I grabbed his cock and stroked him, rubbing it on my ass. Soon, he slid his cock along my butt crack, getting it wet with lube. I put my hands on the theater seat in front of me and bent over for him. He rubbed his cock head on my hole. Almost there, I thought. He took his cock in his hand and pushed his mushroom head ever so slowly in to me. It felt awesome as he pushed past my sphincter. "Oh, fuck. We shouldn't be doing this," he said as he started sliding in and out of me. "Don't stop. You have a great cock for fucking." He grabbed my hips and pounded my hole, thrusting deep inside me. We were making that delicious slapping sound when an ass is really getting a good fuck. Then the door to the theater opened and another guy came in. I was worried my top was going to stop so I cried out, "Please keep fucking me. I need that bare dick in me. I want your load in my guts." Well, he kept going and the guy who had just arrived went to the back row of seats and stood in front of me. He pulled out a huge eight inch cock. "Suck him," said the guy who was fucking me. How could I say no? I looked up at him and saw a handsome Latino guy in his mid twenties. I didn't look long though because his cock was invading my mouth. Nice and long, not too thick. As I was getting spit roasted a couple more guys came in to the theater. I knew they couldn't see much yet but the top was pounding away and grunting so they must have known what was happening. The Latin kid took his shirt off as I sucked him and his pants were past his knees. I caressed his fine ass as I blew him and slipped a finger in his hole. The top cried out,"Fuck, I'm cumming." "Shoot it in me," I said. "Fuck yeah, breed his hole," said the Latin kid. I felt another hand on my ass as the top pushed deep inside me. Both his hands were now on my shoulders so I knew someone else had joined in. He grunted and held his cock in me as I felt hands on my butt. I sucked the Latin kid some more, then came up to see him looking at me. He bent over and kissed me. "Are you loaded up,?" he asked. "Yes." I said as I tried to catch my breath. The top pulled out of me and I felt fingers in my hole. A guy reached around and fed me cum from my ass. The Latin kid pulled his pants off so he was naked too and told me to follow him. "I think I have to go with him," I said to the top. He was buckling up anyway so he had gotten what he came for. I found my clothes on the floor and gave the top a kiss. "I hope you're clean," he said. "Clean as a whistle, honey." Then I laughed as I walked naked down the center aisle to the front of the theater where the Latin kid had gone. He was sitting in a chair in the front row, completely naked, stroking his cock. As I went down to the front three other guys followed and sat in the front row alongside the Latin kid. One was a black guy around forty and the other two were older white guys, probably in their mid fifties. I knelt in front of the Latin kid and went down on him, taking that full eight inches deep in my throat. I bobbed up and down and he slowly slid in his seat so I could suck on his balls too. They were a perfect match for his eight incher. They filled my mouth as I pulled on them. Then he slid down in his chair a little more and his legs went over the arm rests. He obviously wanted to get rimmed and when his perfectly puckered asshole was looking so pretty in the movie screen light I couldn't resist. I flicked my tongue on it and went to town, licking and sucking and listening to his moans. He was making out with the black guy as I rimmed him and had reached over to stroke his cock. I could see that he had a nice thick cock, probably seven inches. I decided I wanted that black cock in my mouth so I switched from the Latin kids ass to the black guys cock. It tasted so good. As I sucked the black guys cock the Latin kid came up behind me and whispered, "I know that ass is loaded with cum. It makes great lube and I want to fuck you." I lifted up off the black guys cock and said, "Go ahead." "Not on the floor, up here." Then he grabbed my hand, pulled me up and had me lay on the stage. It was only about three feet high so I laid on my back and my ass hung over the edge of the stage. "Show us that pussy," he said as the other three guys gathered around. I raised my ass in the air so they could all see my cummy hole. The Latin kid reached his arms under my legs and slid his cock along my ass crack. "I could use some help here guys," he said and I could feel someone's hand reach down and guide his cock head to my hole. He played with my hole for only a few seconds then pushed all the way in. Even though I had been fucked in the back of the theater his cock was much longer than the first guy's so it hurt a little as he thrust in. Thank god he wasn't all that thick. He had me on the edge of the stage piston fucking me, stretching my hole, getting me ready for any cock that might come my way. "You want a turn too?" he asked the black guy. "I think we all do." he said. The Latin kid pulled out and I flipped on to my stomach with my ass hanging over the stage. I knew the black guy went first because it was a thick cock. He pounded away, then pulled out, soon to be replaced by another cock. The Latin kid got on the stage in front of me and had me suck his cock while the three other guys tag teamed me. One after another they filled my hungry hole with their cocks. It became apparent that more guys had joined in as they used my pussy for their pleasure. The Latin kid turned around and had me eat his ass again and this turned on a couple of the guys because they soon shot their loads in my ass. The Latin kid somehow noticed I had been bred again and said, "I want to see that hole. Come up here and show me." I got on the stage and showed him my used pussy, dripping with sweat and cum. He slid his finger in to my hole, fucking me with one, then two and then three fingers. "You're such a cumwhore. Sit on my cock." He had laid on the stage with his boner pointing straight up and I stood up right in front of the screen and squatted on to his pole. I fucked myself with this huge cock as a crowd of guys watched. I looked over and saw a number of phones taping the action. I bent down and kissed the Latin kid, fucking myself with his cock the whole time. "I think we're being taped," I said. He just grunted and began fucking me hard and looking in to the crowd of guys. He made a thumbs up motion and a few guys laughed. "If anyone wants some of this action you're welcome to join," he said. "I'm sure this cumslut can take more cocks." With that one of the guys came on to the stage and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Not his mouth, dude. Put it in his ass next to mine." Holy shit, the guy pushed me down on the Latin kid then put his cock against my exposed cunt. He worked his cock in to my hole, working with the Latin kid to get them both in me at the same time. Pop! In he went. He held it for a minute then started pumping. The guys watching were cheering him on and the Latin kid began pumping in sync with him. They both were fucking me hard on the stage, filling my hole to the max. "Fuck, I'm cumming," He pumped hard and then the Latin kid cried out, "Fuck, me too!" They both came in me and held their cocks in me as they softened, not falling out until they couldn't stay in. The guy got off my back and the Latin kid told me to get up and lean over the stage, showing everyone my cummed up cunt. Guys kept taping as my gaping hole oozed cum from it. A couple guys fingered me and made me lick their fingers and a couple actually put their dicks in me and gave me a quick fuck but I was so opened up I could barely feel it. I really needed to give it a rest for a while and the Latin kid sensed it. "Okay boys. That's all my cumslut can take for now. But I'm sure he has enough cum in him to keep him lubed for a couple more hours. Check the arcade later if you're still here. I'll be whoring him out some more." He pulled me off the stage, grabbed our clothes and went to the back of the theater. "I'm going to keep your clothes until I take you to the arcade later," he said. "You got the lunch crowd now. You'll get the after work guys later." I smiled and sat there naked with my ass leaking cum on to the seat. "I can't wait."

I had been totally straight and curiosity is what led me to try it. I was basically scared out of my mind, mainly because I thought it would hurt like hell, but the guy who did me started very easy and gently entered into me. He got all in and held for a few seconds and then started slowly picking up speed and soon was pounding the hell out of my formerly totally virgin ass. It hurt a little at first but soon became fantastic and when he came I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me full. Have wanted all I can get since then.

Met up with a young african guy (yes from africa) hes in local college .im a chub hes a young chaser great body short with a five incher. Hooked up few times never bred me althought he migjt have stealthed me. Tonight we linked late night and he was beggin to fuck me bb and cum inside me. We met and fucked in my car it was hot. Hes small but can hit me spot. Litte rimming and spit and he pushed in. It was glorious. He picked up his pace after a few minutes and then shot a big load deep in my hole. I clenched down and could feel him pulse. Soooo hot. We made a lil mess in the car but hopefully that doesnt deter him

I had planned on not going to the porno store this afternoon but that didn't quite work out. I just couldn't think of anything else I wanted to do. So back to the Treasure Chest I went. Had some fun. A tall big guy with a nice fat cock face fucked me for awhile, the fucked my ass, then back to my face. He spewed his tasty load in my mouth and headed out. I then headed back to the park n ride, the commuter parking lot next to the interstate tucked into a little wooded area. Got there and the same guy from yesterday went back into the woods again. I followed. He had that nice 7" bone out already and I started sucking on it. Another guy joined up. 50's, short, nice curved 6" bone. He took over sucking the tall guy. Fun to watch. I slicked up my hole and offered it up. The tall guy plunged back in. Easier entry than the day before. The short guy fed me his cock. Then they swapped places. Damn so nice. That curved dick hit some great spots that the tall guy's straight bone missed. They kept swapping back and forth with all of us sucking each other's dicks in between. Tall guy lost his nut in the short guy's mouth and cum went every where. I knew from yesterday's load up my ass that the tall guy shot a huge load. Tall guy zipped up and left. The short guy went back to work on my ass and in a few minutes was blowing a week's worth of load up my married cheating hole. Woof! I sucked him dry after he pulled out. We chatted on the way out of the woods. He wants to hook me up with his partner so they can both breed me. Can't wait!

OMG! This story is getting hotter with every sentence! It must keep going!

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Alex wasn’t done with his lunch yet and I decided to reheat some of the food that Kate left. I sat beside him. There was still half a bottle wine left on the table. Nevertheless, I took out a six pack from the fridge and placed between us. Alex and I continued drinking as I told him about my weekend with his dad. I explained to Alex that Michael was actually hosting a breeding party. I lied a little and said that I overheard his conversation with his friends with the loud fuck noise that played throughout the night. I didn’t tell him what was in the room or that I was still bruised from how stretched out my ass was, just that there was a room where the breeding happened. Alex listened to me attentively as he finished his 3rd can of beer not realizing that he was spotting a massive hard on. I laid my hand on his and got closer to him, pecking him on his lips. We started to make out and I lead him upstairs to my room where we took our clothes off. I pulled his pants off and laid him on my bed. I started to lick his balls and his cock. Starting from the tip, I would licked down to his hole, applying the same technique his dad had done on me. In some twisted way, I felt highly turned on that whatever Michael had done to me, I was trying to do the same to Alex. The only difference is that the way Alex felt about me could never be compared to the way I feel for his dad. Alex was moaning now and before he knew it, I was fucking him aggressively, picturing him as one of the cumdumps at Michael’s that night. I asked Alex whether he wanted my cum. Before I could even finish my question he was already shouting Yes. I shot 6 times into him, with each torrent flooding his intestines. Alex was sweating profusely as he had rocked his hip back on to mine at a rapid pace. His ass was solid tight while his back was shaped elegantly thanks to the hours he had put in at the gym. Alex looked at me after I came and started jerking his cock off. I went down on him and sucked the last cum out of him as he continued moaning with each shot of his cum hitting my throat. I sucked him dry to ensure that my bed didn’t have any cum stains. I also sucked my cum out of Alex’s hole and fed it to him. He was reluctant at first but as I looked at him with an expression that he always falls for, he swallowed without a second thought. Alex then cleaned himself up and finally said, “Why do you do this to me?” “What do you mean?” “You can’t fuck me anytime you want’ you know. I’m not your bitch”. “Well if you aren’t then why can’t you resist sucking my dick? Why is it hard for you to not have a hard on when you see me? Even raising my voice right now turns you on, doesn’t it?” I could see that Alex was trying to cross his legs. “I don’t think we should see each other anymore. Only if Kate is around.” “Fine by me. At least your sister doesn’t hate herself after fucking me.” Alex didn’t say a word and left. Kate came back and hour later telling me how nothing was stolen but most of the china were broken. She suspect it coming from another competitor. I could only do so much in trying to tune her out as she continued to ramble on about how she should’ve upgraded her alarm system.

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…

I like to think I have some control over when I have sex. But to be honest when one of my regulars wants to come over I almost always give in 😉 Even when it's not really convenient. So I guess I am on call too.

I have 4 guys that I'm like this for. They have my personal number, and use it even they get horny. I go by, service them, then bounce.

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

I want to become a cumdump that takes all loads but im super shy twink which makes it hard. Tips? Advice?

Found another twink at the porn shop I frequent, he looked like he was barely legal and he had some older man with him leading him along during what looked like his first time in a cruisy porn shop working a glory hole. The man had him naked with the booth door wide open so anyone could look in and watch the twink suck dick after dick through the glory hole. it was definitely hot to watch but it made it hard for me to get my ass fucked since everyone wanted a chance with the new hot twink, but at least i managed to get him to suck my dick too and take a nice load of toxic poz cum down his throat lol

My all time favorite is Peto Coast. Hands down he is a boyfriend/husband material.

A canceled flight left me stuck for hours and on the prowl for cock last week. I got on Grindr, and started propositioning anyone who seemed hot, and got a response from an 18 year old kid who was playing hookie from school. He was shy (no pic on the profile, but he sent me one when we chatted) and had only ever fooled around a bit with one friend. It took about an hour, but I persuaded him to meet me near the airport, where a YMCA backs up to a large wooded area. It was slow on an early afternoon of a Wednesday, as he and I met up. He was so cute — fresh faced, slender but not anorexic, dark hair and big, round brown eyes. I asked to see his ID to be sure, and he was 18... when someone looks that young, I insist on checking before things go any further. He led me into the woods, and off a trail down into a ravine where he said he and friends met to smoke pot, and where he’d done mutual jo with his friend. I pinned him against the tree and kissed him hard. His lips were so soft, his breath fresh and clean. Kneeling down, I undid his pants. He put his hands on my head, and they were shaking with what I imagined was equal parts fear and anticipation. His jeans went down to his knees, and he stood there in the wind in his bleach-bright briefs, a quivering pouch of manhood hidden inside them. I peeled down the tighty whities, and out popped the most adorable little cock. A bit under 5”, sticking out rock hard, with a cut head like a little button mushroom that was already leaking precum. He apologized that it was small, and I told him it was perfect. Leaning in, I swallowed him whole, rolling my tongue back and forth across his whole boyish rod. He moaned as I worked up and down his dick. He didn’t last long, maybe a few minutes, before he grabbed my head, shoved himself in, and released. His dick may have been small but he flooded my mouth with cum. It took me a few moments to swallow, and he slowly softened as I worked the last drops out. The deed done, we pulled his pants back up, walked back to the parking lot, and parted ways. He drove off as I waited for my uber. Got back to the airport just in time for my flight.

Part 2; I knelt in between his legs, spreading them, and jabbed in his toothbrush. Brushing vigorously as I would my own teeth. I could tell it was really hurting him as he yelped and winced, but he seemed a real natural at pushing through the pain barrier. I took out the brush, and it was covered in blood. This nasty pigs depravity needed a lesson, and with that thought I stuck my Dick in. Fuck, I LOVE that wet and warm feeling of flesh to flesh! I fucked him doggy for several minutes, withdrawing for a rest. My Dick was covered in his cunt blood. 'Lick that up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry for being such a messy piggy' He licked his blood from my Dick as he looked up at me with his subservient 'I am worthless, do what you want with me' expression. 'Get on your back'. He was clearly naturally submissive as he was immediately on his back, and holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put the tip of my toxic Dick at the entrance to his cunt, and leaned over his torso with mine, our faces meeting, my Dick sliding in as far it would go. I commenced fucking him, slowly, yet deep, our eyes locked together as we bred. 'You absolutely sure you want infecting?' 'Yes Sir. I stand by everything I have already said. It is what I need, what I deserve. I decided this a few years ago. And now I am completely ready to be violated'. 'You twisted sick fuck' ...I spat in his face! This caused him to open his mouth wide, keeping it open, and hyperventilate with lust. I repeatedly spat in his gob. All of this suddenly made my Dick pulsate. He felt this and began milking my Dick. I felt myself getting close... 'Right, you fucking asked for it you nasty whore' 'YES Sir, fucking breed my neg cunt with your Poz cum'. That was it, his last chance gone, and with a few strokes I started spewing my poison inside his nasty cunt, holding still as my Dick unleashed toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, continuing to spit in his mouth. I slowly grinded my shaft for a few more minutes, probably pushing what he was after even deeper. 'Thank you Sir, very very much'. I pulled out, upon where he handed me his toothbrush... 'Brush hard inside my nasty cunt again please, Sir' The Nasty pig!

I read through the first five pages, and then a sampling of the rest, with astonishment. First, Breedingzone is the last, the very, very last place anyone should consult on whether the age of consent for sexual activity should be lowered. The bias is inherent, and frankly, some of you phuks are unrepentantly pedophilic. I think I threw up in my mouth a little bit reading some of these responses. Second, just because a young person is aware of a fact does not - repeat, does not - mean he or she has the wisdom to know what to do about it. I'm a father of two college-age kids, son and daughter. I have been presented with evidence of this every day of their lives. At 21 and 18, they are still both sexual neophytes, but neither is a virgin. And may I say, in spite of my high regard for the members here and the fact that I place myself as a whore bottom among you, that had I encountered any of you worthy gentlemen messing with my son anywhere between the ages of 12 and 18, I would have cleared out your braincase without the slightest hesitation. It's a dad thing. Third, you nimrods, just because most of you are gay chatting away on a mostly gay site, does not mean that all these lads whose age of consent you're proposing to drop to 12 are only going to consent to other lads. And what happens when horny 12-year-old William knocks up 14-year-old Maggie during a consensual experiment? All good and legal - according to you, the kids were ready... bull. shit. Now there's a baby in the mix, and three lives are in the blender. Because some fucker with male pattern baldness and a paunch wants to diddle with boys. Fuck you sideways. Childhood has its place. Children need time to grow and mature, and be guided by caring adults, steered in their growth and experimentation, and protected from predators like some of you sad cases. My Mamaw married at 14. My Papaw wasn't a lot older. It was Not A Good Thing. This issue has to do with so very much more than sex that it's absurd to be discussing it on this forum.

He was so right, getting fucked in the sling was amazing. I did feel like I was floating. I could close my eyes and think of nothing but his hard cock going in and out of my ass. My hole was feeling a bit used, but I loved it. "Hey," he said. I looked up at him. He was such a hot man. He had taken hi t-shirt off and he had some fur on his chest, nipple rings, tattoos from his shoulders down his arms, and another tattoo of a scorpion right under his belly button. "I love your cummy hole so much," he said. "You want another load in there? I'm getting close!" "Yes please," I gasped. Was I really begging for his load like a cum whore? I guess I was. He stepped up the speed of his strokes and started to breathe really heavily. I loved the grimaces we was making. "Here it cums! Take my raw load buddy!" he shouted out. He plunged his cock deep in my hole. I could feel it jerking inside as he loaded me up. He stayed buried balls deep inside me, smiling and panting. He looked me in the eye and said, "Buddy, I have something to tell you." "What?" "Those guys who played with you before are regulars here," he said. "I kind of figured that." "Yeah, but they have this thing they do. How shall I put it... They all three have a gift they like to share with unsuspecting guys. You know what I mean?" I must have looked confused. He said, "Okay, here's the deal. They're poz, and they love to poz other guys up in the booths." He figured I couldn't quite wrap my mind around that so he explained "You swallowed one load and took two up your ass, and they were all poz loads." I couldn't even speak. He slowly eased his cock out of my hole. "And me too," he said, "I'm poz too, so that's three poz loads in your ass today. I'm sorry, but you are such a hot guy and I love a well used hole. I figured the damage was done, right? So one more load wouldn't make much difference." "What the fuck..." I mumbled, still trying to process what he was telling me. He helped me up out of the sling and handed me my clothes. "You're a bit of a mess," he said. "I'm going to let you use the employee's restroom to get yourself cleaned up and dressed. You'll be OK." He led me to a small but clean restroom and left me in there alone. I stared at my face in the mirror. What did I just do to myself? Why would anyone do that to someone? What was I going to do? I washed up and got dressed and went out into the store. The clerk saw how stunned I still was. "Hey man, here's what you should do," he said. "After a few months get yourself tested. You never know. I got fucked by those guys many times before I tested poz. But sometimes once is all it takes." He took my arm and lead me to the door. He unlocked the door and turned the sign back to OPEN. "If you end up poz, come back and join the fun if you like. It has really liberated me and I have learned how much I love sharing my gift." He gently pushed me out the door. It took me a few minutes to remember where I had parked my car. It was 45 minutes until my meeting, so I had time to calm down. I don't remember much about that meeting, though, or my long drive home. I'm going to get tested in a few months. I don't know what I will do if I find out I am poz, but every night as I drift off to sleep I think about those loads I took in the bookstore, and each time I think about them it seems hotter and hotter. The end

Wednesday came and I remembered James said he would be working. I called to make sure he was there. He said he was working til 8 but if I came around 7 he would have a surprise for me. I couldn't imagine what it would be. I got fucking horny in anticipation. I had a little gstring pair of panties and thought it would be fun to walk around in them, the string rubbing my ass and my bulge filling out the pouch. I had been working out for almost a year and my body was toned as much as I could get it. I headed in to the theater and there was James. He looked even hotter than I had remembered, a dazzling smile lighting his face when he saw me. "Hey handsome, right on time." Yep, it was exactly seven o'clock. I pulled out my money but he told me to put it away. "Are you kidding? I put out the word you were coming tonight to my friends and they will cover you." "Really? How many guys did you call?" "I called four and told them they could bring someone too if they wanted. The word is out that a hottie will be taking loads in the theater." "What's the surprise?" "Oh, you'll see," he laughed. "I have a surprise too," I said. Yeah, what?" I unbuttoned my cargo shorts and opened the front, revealing my red panties. I rubbed the front, filling out the pouch nicely. I looked around the store and didn't see anyone so I dropped my shorts, showing James my bubble butt with the string riding down my ass crack. "Fucking hot, man. Give me your shorts and shirt." "I don't know about that. My car keys are in them." "They'll be safe with me. Come on, there are guys in the theater who will love seeing you strut around in that." I thought, why not, then stripped down to the gstring, passing my clothes to James. He put them under the counter and started rubbing his cock. I was getting hard, my boner poking the gstring material up. "Get in there before I bone you right here," he said. "Besides, your surprise is awaiting." I had to see what the surprise was! I headed in to the theater and when I opened the door there I was up on the screen, riding up and down on James' cock while he sat in the chair in the hallway of the arcade. The video they had shot of me when I had been there a few weeks earlier was the feature porn of the night. I wasn't sure of the legality but I had to admit it was really hot seeing a cock pound my cunt for everyone to see. I walked around the back row to let my eyes adjust and hands brushed my ass as I walked by. I strolled down the side aisle, fully lit by the movie screen, my bubble butt rising and falling with each step. I went to the very front of the theater and put my hands on the stage, bending over to expose my hole. I pulled the string aside and fingered myself. I needed some lube so I spit on to my finger, pushing my middle finger in a little more. I turned around and saw there were at least ten guys in the theater already, most with their dicks out and stroking. I rubbed the pouch of my gstring, then released my cock, stroking it as I surveyed the theater. I saw a couple of guys on the side aisle who looked like they might be fun so I headed over to them. They were sitting side by side, both cocks out, stroking each other. They were both in their late twenties, built well and had at least seven inches each. "You must be the guy James said was coming," said one of them. "You gonna get loaded up tonight?" "With any luck," I said. The guy on the aisle reached over and took my cock in his hand. Then he leaned over and licked the tip. "Nice precum. Very sweet." Then he started sucking my erection, bobbing up and down on it, taking it to the back of his throat. The other guy got up and began to massage my chest, playing with my nipples. He reached down with one hand and rubbed my hole with his finger. "Not wet enough," he said, then dropped to his knees behind me and began to lick my butt cheeks, then pulling the string aside and sliding his tongue in to my hole. He proceeded to fuck my pussy with his tongue. I was in heaven as one guy worked my front and another worked my back. Guys started gathering around us, some sitting in seats in front and in back of us, some joining in right there in the aisle. One guy said, "Holy fuck, you're the guy in the movie!" I just moaned as hands were all over me. Then the guy who was rimming me pulled the gstring off of me and tossed it in the air. "A souvenir for one of you lucky stiffs." "Fuck, James was right, this guy will do anything!" said another. I gathered that these were all his friends. The guy who had been rimming me got up behind me and I felt his boner on my ass crack. He tried to push in but I was too tight. He dropped another load of spit on his cockhead and pushed in a little. "You're going to take this cock, bitch." More spit and more pushing. Someone passed me some poppers. I took a hit and relaxed my hole. Soon I felt the cock pop past my sphincter. "That's it. Open me up," I cried. "Get me ready for more cock." He began pumping in to me, his spit working with his precum to act as lube. I knew I was going to get many loads tonight but this was the first and I wanted to enjoy it. I lifted my leg on to the armrest in front of me so everyone could get a good look of his cock as he fucked me. The guy who had been sucking me got up and slapped my ass. "I want a turn now." "Fuck, let him cum in me first," I said. "I want cum." "I'll give you cum," said another guy and stroked a huge load on the to small of my back, dripping down my ass crack on to the cock fucking my hole. "There," said the guy who had been sucking me. "You have cum in your hole. Now I want my turn." His buddy pulled out of me and he came up behind me, bending me over the armrest, my ass sticking out in the aisle. He closed my legs then pushed his cock all the way in with one stroke. "That's it bitch. Keep those legs closed so you feel like a real pussy." He began to pump my ass and more guys were around us. Faster he went then he pulled out and shot a big load of cum on my butt. The heat of his load felt great. He rubbed it on my ass, then fingered it in to my hole. "Thanks, buddy. Now you can take someone else." Another guy pulled me up from the armrest and made me get on my knees. He came up behind me and began to fuck me doggy. He didn't last long but did leave a nice deposit deep inside me. Two more guys took turns on me doggy, tag teaming me. One then the other would fuck my cunt. I was getting pretty loose. Then I heard a familiar voice. "I brought him guys. My turn." I looked up and there was James, completely naked, his eight inch rod at attention. He reached his hand out and he pulled me up off the floor. "Come on, let's go up front." He took me to the front of the theater and had me lay on the edge of the stage. He lifted my legs up and pushed his huge dick in to me. My legs were over his shoulders as he piston fucked me right there. I leaned my head back and could see myself getting my ass filled on the screen. "I fucking love your pussy," he said. He pumped harder and I could tell he was getting close. "Load me up James. Breed my hole. I want you so bad." "Aaaaahhhhhh," he cried and pushed all the way in, holding his cock deep inside me as he throbbed against my hole. I reached down and felt his cum leaking around his cock, oozing slightly out of my hole. He pulled out with a little pop and kept my legs spread with his hands. "Nice cunt,"he said. "Look at my cum dripping from his hole, guys." Then he flipped me over and told another guy he could have me. The guy got behind me and began lapping James' cum from my hole, digging deep with his tongue to get every drop. He got up and guys started taking turns on me. One after another, dick after dick fuck my hole, dropping load after load. I had no way of knowing how many loads were inside me, how many were on my butt and hole. A few guys got on the stage and came on my face, a few feeding me their cum, making me eat it. I was a total whore and James just kept guiding more guys in to me telling them I was the same guy that was getting fucked on the screen. I guess it made them think they were breeding a porn star, but actually I was just doing it because it felt so fucking good. All of a sudden the lights went on in the theater. I was laying on the stage covered in cum. I looked up and James was just smiling. "Looks like you closed the place down." "But I want more," I said. "Tell you what, my buddies want to make another movie. I'll let them fuck you but then we have to go. Come out here." He pulled me off the stage and we walked naked to the main store. It was now just James and three of his buddies left. He had me go over to the gay video section and his friend gathered around me. I sucked one, then the other, tasting my ass on their cocks. They had all fucked me at least once already. James had his camera out and was shooting the action. He directed the guys as to what he wanted. He had one of them get on the floor. "Now sit on his cock." I did as he told me and leaned forward when he told me. One of his friends got in front of me, dropping his cock in to the mouth of the guy fucking me. "Now eat him," said James. I began to rim the guy in front of me, licking his musky hole, pushing my tongue deep. He moaned with pleasure. Then I felt the third guy behind me. "Yes," said James. "He's open enough for two. Push it in." Then I felt another cock invade my hole, James getting it all on video. I was getting dp'd on the floor of an adult bookstore while rimming another guy. I was in heaven. "Come on, pump him guys. Work those cocks in to him. I want to see cum all over his hole. Two loads. Come on guys." They began pumping together, wrecking my hole for any further use that night. The guy I had been rimming turned around and made me suck him. He pulled out of my mouth and stroked his dick. Cum covered my tongue. "Show it to me baby," said James. I opened my mouth and stuck out my cum covered tongue, then pulled it back in and drank every drop. The tops were now pumping faster and James told them it was time for them to cum. The guy on top pulled out and stroked a huge load on to my hole while the other guy fucked me. "Turn over baby," said James. I did as he told me and rode the cock in my hole, stroking my own cock as I milked the cum out of the top beneath me, looking in to the camera the whole time. James trained the camera on my hole getting pounded as the guy shot his load deep in my gut. Then he stroked his own cock next to mine. We both stroked and soon there was cum exploding from his piss slit, covering my cock, making exquisite lube. I was soon cumming, shooting a huge stream of cum up my stomach and chest. "Fuck, dude. That was intense," said the guy who I was still sitting on. I laughed as James pulled me up off the floor. "I hope I didn't disappoint you guys." James tossed me my shirt. "Wipe yourself off with this, cum slut." I wiped the cum from my face and torso but left it on my butt and hole. I planned on feeling it as long as possible. I slipped a finger in to my hole and brought it to my nose. "Ah, I love the smell of cum."

This was my freshman year at college. I was 20 yrs old. Spring semester I got a job on campus as a college aide in the science library. My schedule was built around my classes and on Friday I and another college aide, Eric, were tasked with closing-up the library. Eric was black, 6'3" and about 200 pounds. He was also very defined, good features, had a strong chin and just oozed sexiness. He was an English major and played in a jazz band. What really caught my eye was the girth of the bulge in his pants. You see he had a habit of wearing tight jeans that accentuated his manhood. I would steal a glimpse of his crotch whenever I could - when I thought he wasn't paying attention. He'd smile at me on occasion, and licked his lips, but I was still too shy or nervous to approach him. Furthermore he was always flirting with so many women that I wasn't sure if he was straight, gay or bi. This particular day the library had closed for the night, and Eric and I were in the basement shelving books on the stacks. On the ride down in the elevator he just kept looking at me, smiling and licked his lips repeatedly. I was somewhat nervous only to see his cock was near bursting out of his pants with a ridiculously huge erection. As I looked up, I realized he had caught me looking, but to my surprise he just kept smiling. As we exited the elevator, we went in opposite directions, each with our own cart of books to shelve. As I look back i caught him looking at me, again licking his lips. I just smiled nervously and went about my duties, all the while fantasizing about what it would be like to have Eric's cock up my ass. My hole twitched in anticipatory delight. I climbed the old wooden rolling staircase which squeaked as I stepped up to reach the top shelf. The squeaking was all the more amplified by the now empty and quiet hallways of the library. I thought to myself what a perfect time it would be for Eric to seduce me and ravage my hole. I imagined him squeezing my ample, soft round butt cheeks as he rhythmically plowed me with his penis. And as I descended the staircase, stepping backwards, my imagination seemed so vivid as i can actually feel my ass being squeezed, but I soon realized this was more than a dream when I heard Eric whisper, "Hey boy." A huge lump had formed in my throat. I was speechless as I turned to look up at him, and as he continued squeezing my ass. I loved the attention. "Like what you see?", he asked, adding "I've seen you checking my dick out numerous times." I shook my head as to deny that I had done this, but the schoolboy grin gave me away. "Don't lie," he said soothingly. He moved his had from my ass and I instinctively grabbed it an placed it back on my booty. He laughed knowingly. I licked my lips now as I alternated looking at him and the large bulge in his pants. With his other hand now he deftly unbuckled and unzipped his pants. In gleeful anticipation of what was to come, I wrapped my hands around his waist and began to lower his pants and underwear as I sank to my knees, all the while maintaining a fixed gaze with Eric. He grasped the back of my head and shifted my attention to a gorgeously thick, eight inch circumcised cock. I looked up again at his Adonis face as I stuck my tongue out and with my right hand guided his manhood into my hot moist mouth. He let out a low growl as his cock head was expertly bathed with saliva by my tongue. He smiled an nodded in approval. Firmly but gently he pushed the back of my head towards him, signaling he wanted me to deep-throat him. As did this the warm thick musky scent of his crotch wafted up my nose. "When I saw you looking at my cock again on the elevator, I just had to make you my bitch," he said. And there I was, my head bobbing, deep-throating and slobbing on his cock head as if my life depended on it. "That's it boy, suck my cock you faggot," he moaned as he began to gyrate his hips and throat-fuck me. He suddenly pulled me off his cock and said, "Take your clothes off, boy." As I began to protest, he slapped my face and repeated his command. As I finished disrobing, he pushed me back on my knees. I looked around nervously as every little noise seemed amplified, and I thought at any minute someone would find me on my knees, naked and sucking cock! He rubbed my head and played with my ears as he reassured me, no one would catch us. I nodded in agreement but still felt quite anxious. Eric, realizing this and not wanting me to panic, reached into the right pocket of his pants and pulled out a bottle of jungle juice. We both smiled. A s he opened the bottle, I greedily inhaled the familiar vapor, the impact was almost instant as my heart raced and I felt my heartbeat as if it were in my ears, everything slowed visually, my body went limp and relaxed. "Now don't you feel better, boy?" he asked. I let out a muffled ummm hmmmf from my cock-filled mouth. After a few more minutes of sucking his cock, he grabbed me, positioned me on the rolling staircase, shoved the bottle of poppers under my nose and then proceeded to eat my hole. The feeling of his hot tongue, aggressively probing my hole. The combination of his tongue and the poppers had me euphoric: I knew what I wanted. "Oh god Eric, just fuck me already" I exclaimed. He stopped rimming me and laughed, then pulled me away from the staircase, looked at me and said, "upstairs." I frantically grabbed my clothes and shoes and then he guided me by the neck back to the elevator. As we ascended to the ground floor, he roughly grabbed my chin and thrusted his tongue into my mouth. I dutifully sucked on his probing tongue, the tase of my ass still present in his mouth, his stiff cock in my free hand. The elevator door opened, he tilted my head back and spat in my mouth. As I swallowed I let out a soft moan. He laughed again, pushing me into a back corridor, and into a little-used office, in the process turning off the general lighting switches so the library now appeared to be closed, the staff gone. Eric ordered me to bend spread-eagle on the conference style table. He quickly stripped naked from the waist down, lifted his shirt behind his neck to reveal his chiseled abs and pecs. Without a word he spat on his fingers and worked some saliva into my hole, spitting again to lube his shaft. As he begins to violate my ass-pussy, I took a deep drag of the poppers up each nostril, and pushed open my hole as if I was taking a shit. I was completely giddy and relaxed as his cock made its way up inside me. I moaned partially with delight but also with some measure of discomfort. "This is what you wanted right? Take another hit of the poppers bitch, cause I'm not coming out - this is my hole" he hissed. Gradually, as my hole loosened, my moans became solely those of pleasure. I arched my back and spread my cheeks as he pounded away at my hole. His cock was balls-deep and slapping against my butt. I cooed softly like a baby with each stroke. The only other sounds were the familiar clapping of flesh against lustful flesh and Eric's shallow breathing. It was actually happening! I was bent over with Eric's beautiful black cock in my hole. After 20 minutes of good methodical pounding, Eric's strokes got shorter, faster and harder. He gripped my hips and as I felt his cock grow in me, he thrust one more time balls deep, depositing what my asshole had been greedily awaiting...his warm thick seed. I felt jet after warm jet of man juice fill my hole. We were both drenched in sweat. Eric collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily...his cock still very much hard and ready. And that's when I saw the hallway light on the other side of the door turn on. We froze as the door swung open. I buried my head on the table for fear of being recognised. "Eric?" a male voice asked, to which Eric responded nonchalantly, "Hey what's up?" I looked up, more curious than fearful at this point. It was one of the campus security officers, a guy named Tom Harper I had regularly noticed around the library. He was usually checking the IDs of the students entering and leaving the building, as well as watching the machines that sensed books that students were trying to steal. He looked at me and shook his head as he shut and closed the office door. He looked at Eric saying "If only I had known this kid was a faggot, I'd been up his ass before you!" They both laughed. I was relieved. "Hey princess," the officer addressed me, as he walked forward and proceeded to unzip his pants. Out popped a long jet black cock, about nine inches, circumcised, but not as thick as Eric's. "You gonna take care of me?" he asked, perhaps unnecessarily as I was leaning over the side of the table to welcome his cock to the party. I felt Eric begin to stroke my hole again. I wrapped one arm around Harper's waist as I throated his manhood, my left forearm braced against the table to take on round two of Eric's cock up my ass. Harper was kind enough to feed me another hit of poppers. I drifted off into ecstasy again. Both holes filled! How lucky can one bottom faggot be! After another 30 minute or so, Eric blew his second load. Before I could even catch my breath, Harper and Eric traded positions. Harper attacked my ass with great zeal, not giving a fuck about my comfort. The natural lubrication of Eric's two loads made Harper's aggressive anal assault somewhat tolerable. That and another hit of poppers administered by Eric. Soon Harper got into a nice rhythm of deep fucking my anus, as I cleaned Eric's cock with my mouth. The hot stench of cum, ass, cock and feel of body heat pervaded the room. Harper came quickly but like Eric remained hard and kept on fucking my ass. Harper's second seeding wouldn't come that easily: he plowed my ass for the better part of an hour before his second nut was deposited in my ass. The two guys then switched positions again, Eric in my ass as I cleaned Harper's cock. Both tops had great stamina and in total I got nine loads, as they took turns fucking me into wee hours of Saturday morning. For the remaining semester and in fact the whole year, almost every Friday after library closing, Eric fucked my ass. And as often as not, Harper would stop by at the end of his shift to drop a few loads.

Not only does it look hot, it is hot.