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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 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.

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.

I don’t think I’m your typical gay man. I’m about 5’11, 160 lbs., shaved head, full beard and mustache, with a ton of ink and very versatile with play. I find piercings, especially prince albert and septum piercings, very erotic. I also love bearded and heavily tattooed guys. I have always been instantly turned on by the kinkier, sleazier side of sex. I enjoy going to the bathhouses, bookstores, and love gloryhole sex. Watersports parties, getting soaked with piss and drinking piss from “the tap” are all very hot to me. I also get into slings, toys, and dirty talk with sex. But I also have a turn on for taboo sex. Taboo bareback sex!! I have never been into condoms. I love bareback sex, anonymous bareback sex. I’ve taken a ton of cum down my throat. I have fucked guys bareback and cum in them. I love getting fucked bareback too, but I have never let a guy cum in my ass. I’ve resisted my desire to be a cum dump for a long time for fear of contracting HIV, even though I go online and chat with guys about my desire to take poz cum and get charged up. I have even seen guys walking down the street with biohazard tattoos on their arms, proudly displaying their HIV status. Just the sight of their biohazard tattoo gives me an instant erection. My desire to knowingly take poz cum has grown more and more difficult to resist. I no longer want to resist this turn on. I want to take load after load of poz cum and charge up. It consumes my thoughts. It’s 6pm on a Friday night in Chicago, and it has been a long week. It’s a beautiful day, sunny and warm. To kick off my weekend I decided to head to my favorite corner coffee shop and have a light dinner. I ordered my usual latte and sandwich and decided to grab a table in the outdoor dining area and unwind. I love people watching and cruising, and today is no exception. The streets of Boystown are busy as usual with sexy men. It’s been about 20 minutes, and I’ve had plenty of eye candy to enjoy. Then I spot him. He rounds the corner. My eyes travel up and down his trim body. He’s just my type of guy, nicely built with a shaved head, long beard, and full sleeves of ink. Curls of hair stick out above the neck line of his t-shirt. As he walks past me to enter the coffee shop I can see the outline of his cock down the right leg of his jeans. I can feel my cock pulsing with approval in my pants. After a few minutes he remerges from the coffee shop and sits a few tables from me. I glance over at him from time to time, trying not to stare. As I look back at him my eyes make their way up his perfect body. I’m caught. He’s staring directly into my eyes. He looks at me continuously then gives me a nod with a little grin. His eyes stay fixed on me for a brief moment, then he gets up and approaches my table. As he put out his hand he said, “Hi, I’m Paul.” I reached out and shook his hand. He had a firm handshake. “I’m Adam.” “Care if I join you, Adam?” “Of course not, have a seat.” “I couldn’t help but notice you checking me out. I know you definitely caught my eye too.” I grinned and nervously chuckled then said, “Yeah, I’m guilty. I have a thing for guys with beards and tattoos, and you’re quite handsome….hard to take my eyes off you.” He said, “Well, I like the same things in my men. I wonder what else turns you on.” After a slight pause he said, “This is going to sound like such a line, but do you come here often, because this is one of my favorite spots, and I don’t remember seeing you here before today?” “yeah, I come here pretty often. This is my favorite coffee shop. We must have been missing each other.” “Well, I’d love to run into you here again, Adam. I was admiring your beard and tattoos…. You’re very sexy.” “Thanks. I have a lot of tattoos. I have a lot more planned and want to get my neck and hands inked too.” “A man after my heart…..woof. So what are you doing tonight? Want to hang out…maybe grab a beer?” “Sure, I’d love to.” “I usually hang out at a bar down the road. Want to head there for a few?” “Yes….definitely.” Paul walked out of the coffee shop ahead of me. He had a nice round ass that filled out his jeans so nicely. This man was really turning me on. We walked side by side to the bar, occasionally brushing against each other lightly as we walked. “So, Adam, I’m curious. You like beards and tattoos just like me. What else turns you on?” “Oh, I think I would surprise you, Paul. I can be a bit kinky.” “Ooooh, you got my attention,” as Paul touched me on the arm. “Tell me more….what’s kinky to you?” “Well, I know it’s not for everyone, but I get into watersports.” We arrived at the bar, and as we were walking in he said, “So, what do you enjoy with watersports? Getting pissed on, pissing on guys? Drinking piss?” I didn’t answer right away as we sat down at the bar and ordered two beers. We got our beers and Paul immediately continued our conversation. “So, you were telling me about your turn on to watersports…..” “Well, anything goes with piss for me. What do you think about that?” Paul reached over, grabbed my hand, and rubbed it across his crotch and down his leg. I could feel his cock was semi hard. I took my hand and grasped his rod. It was tightly pressed against his jeans and felt about 7 to 8 inches long. “Does that answer your question?” I could feel my cock getting hard in my jeans as I said, “I guess you are into piss play too.” “You bet I am, and a lot more.” “Like what?” “Well, I also love toys, and slings, and I only bareback when I play. I love cum.” This man was reading my mind. I felt like every word would make me melt right into his arms. “Now you have my cock getting hard, Paul.” Paul reached over and rubbed my leg then lightly brushed his hand across my semi hard cock. “So you like to bareback too?” “Yeah, I love bareback and love cum, but I’ve never let a guy cum in my ass. I’m still neg.” “Well, I’d love to be the first to cum in your ass, if you want me to, Adam.” My heart was beating faster and my cock was nearly fully erect at the thought of Paul filling my ass with his huge cock and cum. “There’s only one thing, Adam.” “What’s that?” Paul looked a little nervous too, “Once I start there’s no pulling out, ……and…..” Then Paul slowly lifted his shirt, lowered his jeans a bit, and showed me the tattoo on his abdomen. “See that tattoo?” “Yes.” “You know what it means don’t you?” He had a bold, black, biohazard tattoo just above his pubic line on the right side of his abdomen. My cock was raging hard, pulsing in my jeans. I was so turned on and so scared at the same time. Paul looked directly into my eyes, waiting for my response. “Yeah, I know what it means.” “And, how does that make you feel?” My eyes lit up, “You’re poz!! Do you want to poz me up?” “Well, if you want it, I’d love to give you my poz load.” I reached over and took Paul’s hand and rubbed it across my hard cock. “I guess that’s a yes. I was a little nervous, because I really like you, but I’d love to give you my seed.” I said, “This has been a fantasy of mine for so long. I’ve held back from being the cum pig I want to be, because I was afraid to poz….but yes, I want this. I have jacked off so many times fantasizing about taking toxic loads.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure. I want this!!” Why do you want it?” “I’ve been craving to play uninhibited and take all the poz cum I can get and poz up. I love cum. I want to be a poz, cum pig. I’m tired of resisting my turn on to poz.” “Well, Adam, I chased to poz, and I love being charged up. It’s also a huge turn on of mine, and I love to gift. I’ve been poz for just over two years, and I’m not on meds. You better be sure about this, because there’s a really good chance you will poz tonight if we do this. I have a fairly high viral load, so I’m pretty toxic.” It felt so good to talk to someone in person with the same turn on. I was so nervous, but wanted this so badly. Paul slowly reached up, put his hand on the back of my neck and head, and looked me directly in the eye. He leaned over and his lips slowly touched mine. Then he slid his tongue deep into my mouth and gave me the most erotic, passionate, French kiss I ever had. Then he whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fill your ass with every drop of my poz cum tonight.” He then slid his hand onto my thigh and pressed his leg against mine. I leaned into his shoulder and slid my hand on his thigh and firmly grasped his hard cock. He kissed me again and said, “I have to take a piss, then do you want to head to my place?” “Yes, I’d love to.” Paul got up and walked into the bathroom. I got up and followed him. He was standing at the urinal trying to piss when I walked in. I came up behind him and slid my hands across his ass to his waist. Then I led him into the bathroom stall, and got down on my knees. I licked the head of his cock, then engulfed the head of his hard dick in my mouth. His cock was a full 8.5 inches, and my shaft was rock hard with excitement. I pressed firmly against my hard cock in my pants. “You want my piss too?” “Yes, feed me.” Paul stood still, fully erect, “Here it comes.” I felt the first drop of piss leak out of his piss hole. The sweet, salty taste made my cock even harder. Then he fed me more of his piss giving me enough to fill my mouth as I gulped every drop down. He slowly emptied every drop of piss down my throat then pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, then hugged me. Our hard cocks pressed firmly against each other. “Do you have to piss too?” “Oh yeah.” Paul grinned, and slid down in front of me to his knees. He unzipped my jeans and pulled out my erect cock. We could both piss with hard-ons. He took my cock into his mouth, sucked it slowly then stopped with the tip of my cock in his mouth….waiting for me to feed him. I slowly let out a small amount of piss, stopping the stream each time I filled his mouth for him to gulp it down. As I was filling his mouth with piss he pulled my cock out of his mouth letting piss run down his beard and drip onto his shirt and pants. He slipped the head of my cock back into his mouth and I gave him every drop of my piss. Then I pulled him to his feet, tucked my cock into my pants and zipped up. Paul wiped the piss into his beard, took me by the hand and led me out of the bar heading to his apartment. I was excited and trembling. The thought of Paul giving me what I wanted raced through my mind. I could be pozzing tonight. I glanced over at Paul and he gave me a smile and took my hand in his. “Trust me. I know you’re a little scared to take this step, but we’ll take this slowly. I know you want this and you will love being poz.” I gave Paul a little grin, and he squeezed my hand. My cock was dancing with excitement pressed firmly against my jeans. I felt like I could shoot my load right there in anticipation. We got to his apartment, and he led me by the hand to his bedroom. He pulled me close to him and slowly pulled my shirt off over my head. He kissed my chest then slid his hands down my abdomen to my crotch. He pressed firmly feeling my hard cock through my jeans. Then he unbuttoned my pants, slid my zipper down, and dropped my jeans to the floor. I had no underwear on and my cock stood at attention, jumping with each pulse and wave of excitement in my body. I was already leaking precum. Paul took off his shirt. His chest was covered with thick hair with a thin treasure trail disappearing into his jeans. His arms were fully inked down to his wrists, with a large sparrow tattooed on the left side of his neck. I kneeled in front of him and unbuttoned his jeans. I pulled his pants down just enough for me to see the mark of a proud poz man….a mark I longed to have on my body as well. I kissed his biohazard tattoo then put my lips around his cock through his jeans. He was rock hard and slid his jeans to the floor showing me his beautiful, toxic tool. I ran my tongue across his balls and down the shaft of his rod to the head of his cock. The sweet taste of poz, precum leaked from his piss hole onto my tongue. I slipped his cock into my mouth and felt the head hit the back of my throat as I slowly sucked and lubed his pole with my spit. Paul pulled me to my feet and buried his tongue in my mouth kissing me. His warm body and hard cock was pressed against mine. The smell of piss lingered on his beard and filled my nostrils, exciting me even more. I was melting in his arms. We kissed for quite a while then he grabbed my ass firmly with his rugged hands. “Ready for my poz cock?” “Yes!!” He told me to lie on the bed on my belly, and I obliged. He crawled onto the bed at my feet and kissed my ass cheek. I felt his long beard wisp against my back slowly toward my head, kissing my back a few times as he positioned himself on top of me. His hard rod came to rest between my ass cheeks with his body pressed against mine. He kissed the back of my neck and slid his arms around my chest. I could feel the wetness of his precum lubing my ass crack as he ground his cock against me. My body was flooded with excitement. My cock was rock hard and my nipples were like firm erasers. “I want to be your cum dump. Fill me with your poz seed.” Paul sat up, his legs on each side of my ass with his cock between my ass cheeks. He took his rod in his hand and pressed and slid his cock firmly against my hole. Then he reached up and massaged my neck and shoulders. With a somewhat rough grasp of my shoulders, he worked his cock deep between my cheeks against my asshole. My cock pulsed and my ass cheeks tightened around his shaft with approval. Paul spread my ass cheeks apart and spit on my hole, then slid his cock across my hole lubing the length of his shaft. He again spread my ass cheeks, but this time I felt the head of his cock pressing at my tight hole. I arched my back and spread my ass, pressing against his cock. He pushed his head firmly at my hole. My ass opened and engulfed the head of his cock. Then with a firm thrust he shoved his cock halfway into my tight hole. My body jerked with pain and my ass burned. He held his cock still in my ass and again spit on my hole. The burning subsided. He then pulled back a little and began to advance into my ass, lubing my hole with his spit and precum. The pain turned to pleasure, and Paul worked his cock all the way into my ass. I felt his pubic hair against my cheeks and again arched my back forcing his cock into my ass balls deep. I moaned with pleasure, “Fuck, yes!!!” “You like that? You like my poz cock in you raw?” “God, yes!!!” “Good, cause I’m going to seed you good.” Paul pulled his cock out of my hole, then slid back in, working my ass with the full length of his pole. His thrusts were deep and rough hitting my prostate each time he bottomed out inside of me. He pulled his cock all the way out of my now gaping hole and turned me onto my back. Paul bent my knees over his shoulders and worked his body above mine. “I want to look into your eyes as I give you my poz seed.” He then directed the head of his cock to my ass. I felt the tip of his wet shaft against my hole and he slid back into my ass with ease. With one long, slow thrust is slid is cock all the way into my ass. Again I felt his balls tight against my ass. “Feel that? Every inch of my cock sliding deep into you leaking poz precum?” Paul looked into my eyes and slid his tongue deep into my mouth, swirling his tongue with mine as he began to work his cock in and out of my hole. He then stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes as he buried his cock into me all the way with each thrust, pulling almost all the way out then plunging balls deep into my ass. Sweat was dripping from his chest and beard onto my body. He kept working my ass harder and deeper. “My virus is in you, more and more with each thrust of my cock. I’m going to poz your ass up. I know you want it!!!” “Yes, give me your poz seed. Charge me up.” “Are you sure, cause I’m close to flooding your ass with all my toxic cum.” My cock was so hard I felt like I was going to shoot my load with each pounding against my prostate. “Yes!! I want every drop of your cum. Please poz me.” “Here is cums.” “Give me your poz seed. I want this.” I felt Paul’s cock expand in my ass and with one more deep thrust he plunged his cock all the way into my ass. He kept his cock buried deep inside me, and I could feel his cock pulsing, filling my ass with his toxic cum. My ass tightened around his shaft with excitement. “Fuck!!! You’re getting every bit of my virus…..yes!!! Take my poz cum!!!!” The excitement was all I could take. I didn’t even touch my cock, and I began to shoot my load. My rod erupted, shooting spurt after spurt of cum onto my chest and beard. We were both covered in sweat. Paul kept his cock deep inside me, and slid my legs to his sides. He leaned down and licked cum from my chest, then kissed me. I could taste my cum on his lips. “Taste your neg cum? It’s some of the last you’ll shoot before you poz.” “Fuck yes!! I want this!!” “Good, cause there’s no turning back now. Now keep my toxic seed in you. Let it do its job.” Paul’s cock slipped out from my ass. A small trickle of poz cum leaked from my ass and ran down my crack. Paul rolled onto his back and pulled me into his arms pressing my cum-soaked body against his. “I want this as much as you do, Adam. I want to poz you, make you mine. I’ll give you all the toxic seed you want.” We laid in each other’s arms for a while, naked and panting. Then Paul said, “I have to piss again….be right back.” He jumped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. I got out of bed and followed him. I could hear Paul pissing in the toilet and I walked in and put my hand into the stream of piss spraying from his cock head. He stopped pissing and said, “You want more piss?” I licked my piss soaked fingers and said, “That’s why I’m here.” Paul pushed me to my knees on the bathroom floor and stood in front on me with his hand on top of my head. He let out a stream of piss soaking my body, face, and beard. He directed his stream of piss to my mouth and I opened wide as he filled my mouth with his sweet, salty urine. I gulped his piss and let him soak my face and beard to the last drop of piss. I loved the feel, smell and taste of piss. I stood up and Paul ran his hand down my piss soaked chest then put his piss soaked fingers to his mouth. He pulled me to him and kissed me, tasting his piss on my tongue and lips. We crawled back into bed naked, stinking of piss and cum, curled up together and dozed off to sleep. I suddenly jumped myself awake. My cock was rock hard. I was lying on my back and precum was leaking from my shaft onto my belly. I ran my hand onto the other side of my bed and looked at my empty bed. Slowly realizing I was alone. What an erotic dream!!!! I lie in bed and stroked my cock, thinking about this rugged, poz man fucking me and charging my ass up. I pictured Paul fucking me and whispering into my ear as he shot his load in me, “Take my poz cum.” That pushed me over the edge and my body bucked with excitement. My cock pulsed, shooting my neg seed all over my abdomen, chest, beard, and lips. My body was sweaty and began to relax. I licked the cum off my lips and ran my hands across my chest and lapped up the cum from my fingers. I got out of bed, jumped into the shower. I had to piss while showering and let out a stream of piss, soaking myself. My morning piss smelled strong and made my cock begin to grow. I couldn’t get the thought of this hot poz man out of my mind and felt my cock getting hard again as I finished my shower. I was consumed with thoughts of pozzing. It was something I could no longer resist. I got myself dressed and made my way to my favorite corner coffee shop for a morning JO. I grabbed a newspaper, took my coffee, and sat in the street side dining area. I could hardly concentrate on my newspaper. Thoughts of my dream danced through my head. I wanted poz seed badly. The streets of Boystown were busy with the morning bustle of gay men starting their day. It reminded me of my dream. Then out of the corner of my eye HE rounded the corner. Could this be real? My inked man from my dream was walking toward me. He had a shaved head, full beard, and was covered in tattoos. As he approached me his eyes met mine. He smiled and said, “Good morning.” “Morning,” I replied. As he walked past me, and entered the coffee shop, a specific tattoo caught my eye. There is was….a biohazard tattoo on his left upper arm. I felt my cock getting hard. A grin came across my face, and I leaned back and sipped my coffee. He emerged from the coffee shop and sat a few tables from me, just like in my dream. I couldn’t stop looking at him. Then he looked over at me. I was staring directly at him. He smiled and continued to look into my eyes. I got up and walked over to his table and said, “Hello, I’m Adam.” “Hi, I’m David. Want to join me?” I knew this was going to be an amazing day.

In a hotel last week while traveling, I woke up in the morning horny as hell and wanting to swallow some cum. Signed onto Grindr and there was a young guy — white, athletic looking, brown eyes and hair, “18 years old” — about 30 feet from me. Since he was obviously in my hotel, I reached out and asked if he wanted to bust a nut before the day began. He said his family was checking out that day as they were on a trip. I suggested that he keep his key and after they had gone downstairs to check out he “run back up stairs to use the restroom”. Fifteen minutes later, I was in my gym clothes and met him outside the door to his room. I don’t know why I didn’t have him come up to mine, that was stupid of me. In person he looked young — like way younger than his picture. Before we went inside, I made him show me his driver’s license to be sure nothing illegal was about to happen. He was just older than the age of consent, which was good enough for me. We went into his room, which was one of those suite rooms with one bathroom and two connected bedrooms. This kid really had no privacy from his parents on this trip. He pulled me into the bathroom and I immediately got on my knees and undid his jeans. His cock was straining against his briefs and popped out as soon as I slid them down. It was beautiful — a slight curve, perfectly cut, and so well developed. Licking my lips, I sucked his head into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it until the boy released a soft, long moan. I went to town on that cock like my life depended on it, sucking and stroking, making sure this young stud knew how good an older man can service a dick. He grabbed the back of my head after a few minutes and took over, holding me in place as his strong legs pounded his meat into my throat. Pulling my hair, he shoved it all the way in and shuddered, and then my mouth was filled with the taste of my creamy, salty reward. I sat down on the floor, wasted and in cumslut heaven as his dick spasmed a few more ropes of boyjuice across my face and my sweatshirt. He was glowing with a sheen of sweat and the satisfaction of release. “You had fun,” he said, pointing at my own rock hard dick, which was straining against my sweat pants. He knelt down and began to rub it through the fabric, getting me closer and closer to busting when outside the bathroom the door to the room opened. ”We need to go!” said his dad as the kid and I froze in fear. As quietly as I could, I moved into the shower and pulled it closed behind me as he flushed the toilet and washed his hands to make sound. He stepped out of the bathroom and said, “Okay, let’s go.” I sat in the shower listening for a few moments after the outer door to the room closed. Once I was sure the coast was clear, I got up and left the room quickly, heading down the hall to the elevators — where the kid and his dad were still waiting. The dad looked just like his son, only a bit softer, a bit older and with a bit less hair. The son and I shared a smirk, and he glanced down at my crotch, where my deflated cock had left a clear precum stain. They got on a down elevator and I waited for one going up. I got back to my room and furiously beat off, blasting five ropes of thick cum across my bed. As I licked it up I thought of the young man, how good his cum had tasted, and how many men he’s going to please with that cock in his life.

for the same reasons that we like to whore them out, knock them up and choke them out. Its fun and its almost surreal. Having some faggot whore begging you to trash it shows what a dirty whore it is. Cumdumps love to get used and will beg men to do things to it that normal people never allow and then tank us for it. Imagine some gay man or straight man telling a normal gay boy or woman that they were gonna knock it up, whore its ass and throat out to his buddies and a bunch of random strangers for nasty bareback fucking, choke them unconscious and utterly destroy its fuckhole with fists n dildos. Any normal person with any pride or shame or self respect would say fuck off but the whores I use just say when and where. I love treating a faggot like an absolutely worthless piece of trash knowing it will still beg me to fuck it.i don't just wreck their fuckholes, I make sure I hurt a faggot when I fuck it and I spit in its face and strangle whores unconscious. But above all I always make sure I tell them what worthless disposable whores they are who should be grateful for every load I dump in it. I love it when a boy is such a fucking whore that its fuckhole feels like a woman pussy and never fully closes

With a Prince Albert you can lock it to one of the taint rings...

BBC is all I think about. BBC gets me the hardest. My virgin hole is for BBC.

After tongue cleaning my Cowboy regular's stinking pits, sucked him hard, then he got behind me and plowed my ass good. Blasted load #1 into my hole, kept fucking me churning the load. Pulled out. We talk for a minute then I was back down sucking his cock till hard. Then back behind me plowing load #2 into my juicy hole. Love getting him in the morning before his shower. His "stink" is better than poppers,

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!

I just met a guy off grindr in some woods behind some buildings in an industrial area. He messaged me to meet me there. Once we saw each other he had me follow him into a secluded area. I dropped to my knees while he undid his shorts. I sucked him til he was hard then leaned against some low tree branches and offered him my lubed up ass. He fucked me hard and fast and shot his load into me. Barely said a word and that was it. So fucking hot.

We’d chatted online for a long time. Never met but we knew so much about each other. I knew he was a medical student – ironic considering what he wanted. He knew I did something or other. He really didn’t care what, it wasn’t what I got paid for he was interested in. It was what I did with great passion that turned him on greatly. I’m just an ordinary bloke, bit of a belly and hardly a looker. The sort of bloke he wouldn’t have given a second look to in any other circumstances. There was only one thing that I had to offer him. We both knew what and we both knew how badly he wanted it. Circumstances meant we didn’t get to meet as planned before, but this time it was different. He told me he’d be at work alone that day, and as it was a Monday it would be quiet. As I was driving along the M4 towards his place of work I was thinking “what are you doing, this is insane” but of course my little head had taken over and big head was just following orders from the satnav. I drove past the place and then parked opposite. I watched for a while to make sure he was alone. There certainly wasn’t anyone in the sales area, he’d told me his boss was on a day off. Now was the time. God was I horny; I was here – less than 50 feet from him at last. Now he had to be done. I got out of the car and locked it, double checked I was looking my best then crossed the road. I opened the door and he looked at me. I don’t think he thought I’d be there, it was a long drive for me. He shouldn’t have doubted me, he’ll come to regret that someday. I walked over to him and grabbed his cock through his jeans. Just as mine was, rock hard. This told me all I needed to know. I walked back to the door and flicked the sign over to Closed. So what if the local wino’s couldn’t get their Red Stripe for half an hour? They’d manage. I’d waited far too long for this moment, I wasn’t gonna get interrupted by someone who could get what he wanted at Spar. I was getting what I wanted at Thresher. The door was secured, he was looking at me with this shit faced grin. I took him by the shoulders and pushed him into the stock room out back. Within seconds I had his jeans down round his ankles and was lubing his ass with some spit. He was even better looking than on his photos. I think he relied on this when he met guys. He told them what he wanted but secretly he didn’t really, it was just a way to get off. He thought I’d have an attack of conscience and not go through with it. He obviously didn’t know me that well then did he? I’d told him I was a man of my word. I’d told him when we met that was it – his ass was mine. And there it was, in front of me. I was hard as nails, I’d thought about taking a Viagra but I’d never had a problem before and there was no way I wasn’t gonna be able to perform today. I slid my cock deep into this boy, right to the root. He screamed out in pain, but I wasn’t taking any notice of him. I was getting what I wanted – his arse. I wasn’t going to last long though, time was against us. I had him bent over, so he could reach out up against the wall, Stella to his left, Fosters to his right. I was pounding his hole so hard the bottles were rattling. He was struggling to get away but I had a firm hold of his waist, he was going nowhere. I was nearly there, about to shoot a load into him. He’d waited for this load and I gave it to him. I flooded his ass, I was sure he was overflowing. He looked over his shoulder and said to me “thank god that’s finally over, you’ve had my poz cherry” The rattle of the door brought us back to the real world. He dived off my still hard cock and yanked his jeans up and ran into the shop. I stayed where I was, praying it wasn’t his boss. It wasn’t, it was just some bloke wanting 10 Bensons and some king size Rizla. Obviously he had something planned. As did i! The customer left and the boy came back out to see me. I was there, erect still, waiting for his ass back on my cock – and I told him so. He dropped his jeans and reversed onto me. I needed to make a mess of his ass. I pounded away again, harder than before. I had the time now to really ram him and delay cumming, he really wasn’t expecting to be fucked that hard. This time he was stood pinned against the wall. My cock was deeply embedded in him, then all the way out then slammed back in. I was enjoying this, I was in no hurry. Then the door went again, a customer just walked in. He pulled his jeans up and wandered out. I looked on the CCTV screen, this one was cute. I wondered if he wanted what I had too? We’ll never know. He went and the boy came back in the stock room, did what he knew he had to do and then reversed onto me again. Once again I was ploughing him hard and the bloody shop door went again. We both looked at the screen and I said to him “ hope you didn’t mind me inviting someone else along”. In the front of the shop was my mate Jeff. I called him through. He’d met the boy before but bottled out on his duties and rubbered up. Within seconds he had his trousers down and as soon as I pulled out of the boy Jeff was in there, his piercing adding to the boys anal injuries. He shot a good hard load into the boy very quickly, that boys ass was so hot no-one would have lasted. Then it was time for Jeff to drag it out, do some proper damage, give the boy a good hard fucking he’ll always remember. The door went, I pulled my jeans up and went to serve the customer. Well, those few months when I worked at Threshers served me well. Jeff was doing what he does best but very quietly, while I was serving an old lady with her bottle of sherry, he was out back serving a young lad in a very different way. It was time to put the Closed sign up again for 10mins. Jeff was still balls deep in the boy but they were on the floor, face to face. Now was the time to put Jeff and my second plan into action. I stripped my jeans off and spat on my cock, then joined the two fuckers. The boy was led there, I could see cum and blood dripping out of his ass. Ideal lube. Jeff’s cock was still deep inside him, I was to be now too. I put the head of my cock next to Jeff’s and just shoved it right in. No mercy. The boy jumped up but Jeff stopped him jumping up. There he was, wedged between two hung guys, his ass impaled on two fat pierced cocks. Two poz cocks, In one neg boy's hole. As planned.

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Ryan sat at his disk with his full of cum and thought, I really need to stop this and never go back there. I am not going to go see Mike tonight even if his son sounds hot. I have made my mind up. Two hours later Mike text and it read. Mike - Hey hot boy, you ready to take my son and I tonight? We both have cum saved up for your hot mouth and ass. If all works out we will want a regular session every week Ryan ignored the text for thirty minute but read it four times. He was rock hard thinking about Mike and his son. Ryan started to text several times but stopped. He text he could not make it once, Then he text yes we are still on and erased that. An hour later he text: Ryan - Mike where am I going? Yes we are still on I have been looking forward to it all week. Mike - Good, my son needs to let the wife know he is going to be helping me tonight so he can have his hall pass and finally get some of your hot moth and ass. Ryan - I am rock hard thinking about it. Where am I going? Mike - Here is my address, when you get here there will be a note on the front door and you should come in and read the note and follow its instructions. You are going to have a great night. Ryan - I am so excited, 6 PM right? Mike - Yes, don't be late. Ryan - I won't! Ryan tried to get back to work but he was too distracted and he kept thinking about how hot it was going to be and then he got another text and he quickly read it thinking it was Mike. Dustin - Hey fag, you did really well today you need to be at the hole at 6:30 AM. Do you understand? Ryan - What is happening at 6:30 AM? Dustin - Fagot you will be there at 6:30 AM and you do not need to know anything else. Ryan - Okay, I will be there at 6:30 AM Dustin - That's better whore. Ryan was really confused, he liked how Mike and several of the others made him feel like a whore but Dustin was curt and rough and uncaring but despite not liking that his dick was rock hard from Dustin. Ryan tried to focus but could hardly stand it and had to go take a walk and ended up at the Hole. He walked in and again someone in the middle booth. He went in the last booth again and started to jack off and a finger came through. Ryan did nothing, then a tongue and Ryan got up and fed the guy his dick. The guy sucked Ryan and then another guy came in and he went over to suck this big thick brown dick. Must have been Latin or something. He left my dick hanging and I really needed to cum. He came back and sucked my dick and I thought yea I really want to cum. He would suck and jack me and his rhythm kept me from blowing my load. The guy on the other side must have been fucking him because he was grunting and moaning and then shot his load in the guys ass. The guy sucking me pulled off my cock and I got down to get a good lock and when he pulled off the dick the guys had a hot dick with cum all over it and I really wanted to suck his dick off. The guy who I could see was about 35 and was wearing a wedding ring (Married I suspect) He engulfed that dick and sucked it clean and his hole was right up against the hole. I could not help but taste his hole and eat the guys cum. It tasted so good. I ate him for a few minutes and then I spit on his hole like others had done and I pressed my dick into his cum filled hole and it felt so good. I fucked him for four to five minutes and could not hold back and shot In his hole. Fuck that felt amazing and then he pulled off and cleaned off my dick. I tucked it away and as I was leaving I saw two black guy enter the bathroom and thought fuck he is about to take some real dick.

I LOVE getting fucked totally anonymously , never seeing the guys that take my ass. That brings up some interesting situations sometimes when i'm out and about like yesterday morning. I was in a Lowes hardware store and realized 2 guys guys were watching me closely. When i got up close they said hi and asked how i was doing and one of them slightly rubbed his crotch. Told them i was well and stuck my ass out just enough that if they had fucked me before they would know i was up for a fuck. One turned to the other and said yea, i've fucked thus guy several times before but he was always blindfolded. I laughed and said that was me but he had the advantage because i'd never seen him. We went back to the bathroom and i pulled my shorts down to my ankles in the huge stall at the end. The guy that had fucked me was right behind me and i could feel his nice hard cock up against my ass as he slid in my 2 load ass and sighed. Silently he slid in and out until he grunted lightly as he flooded me with his cum. I leaned back and we kissed as he was still inside me. He pulled out and i cleaned up his cock. As he left the other guy came into the stall and dropped his pants a bit. I felt his cock get rock hard in my mouth and then turned around to present my ass to him. He found my hole and started going in slow but i pushed back hard so he slid in all the ways to his pubes. You are a horny fucker he said and proceeded to pound me. Only a couple or three minutes and he unloaded in my ass. He pulled out and i turned around to clean him off but he grabbed me and we made out for a minute before i knelt down and cleaned his cock. He left and i cleaned up a bit. Found them waiting outside the door when i left and gave them both my number. They texted this morning and i will be meeting them tonight for a longer session.

Met furry daddy type guy in bbrt. Was in a hotel downtown and it was late but I said what the hell. Turns out he was furry all over which got me immediately hard. Blew me for a minute then he got on all fours. I felt my balls percolating as I started to fuck this hairy beast but I was trying to hold back. Dude had hair everywhere. He starting asking me if I felt the guys load from before in him, and to blow in him. He wrapped his furry legs around me. I couldn’t stop and I blew right in him. Didn’t last 5 minutes I was so turned on.

Michael held me up to the sling and restrained both my legs and arms. His body was tensed as he carried me and I could see his veins every time he moved his arms to readjust me. Suddenly, he took out a jar of crisco and a black rubber glove from one of the cabinets. “The last time I had my fist in you, you whimpered. It’s been what, 6 months now? I wonder if that ass is still tight.” I hesitated for a bit, trying to get out of the sling as I begged him to start with something small and less invasive. “Don’t be silly. You came here with that buttplug. It has already loosen you up.” I didn’t notice it at first, but I could also see that at the top of each of the sling’s chain, there was a camera attached, like a GoPro. By the cabinets, there was a monitor with each camera angle being displayed. Michael told me not to worry as it wasn’t recording. He went back to the cabinet and took out a bondage mask. My world turned black and I could only breathe through my mouth. I then hear the record sound being clicked. “Breathe in and out. You can do this. It’s the least you can do for me since you’re not participating tonight.” I pleaded with him but it was no use. Once his palm was sideways into me, he formed a first and pushed deeper into me, sending a wave of painful ecstasy that resulted in me screaming in a blissful agony. Suddenly, I hear the sounds of coins shaking coming from the speaker. Was I being revorded live? Michael continued to fist me for another 10 minutes, stretching me in and out. By the time he was done, my hole had been worn out. As he unlocked the restraints, he gave me a kiss and a bottle of water. “We made $200 thanks to your hole. Keep the whole thing.” I thought that I would feel used but instead, I felt empowered. I was still having a hard on when Michael released me. He brought me out back to the living room where he threw me on the sofa. We made out and he went down on me, nursing my cock till I came in his mouth. He had given me one of the best blowjobs of my life. Within 5 minutes, I was already shooting loads nonstop. He fed my cum back to me and we made out and cleaned each other’s mouth with our tongues. After we were done, Michael settled down, and asked me, “So why are you really here?”

Yep. Definitely chipped a guy’s teeth with my PA while skullfucking him - it’s happened a few times. I tell guys up front that I don’t take my 0g PA out EVER, so the more someone asks me to take it out the harder I skullfuck him. If he still doesn’t listen then it’s time to turn him around and shred his hole too. It’s not like he hasn’t been warned...

never have as I tell the bottom boi if he's worried about chipping a tooth he's not taking me deep enough... simple solution!

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.

I answered a Craigslist ad this morning here in Las Vegas. It stated that he was a 45 year old, straight, married guy, here in Las Vegas for a few days for a convention. He was horny and just wanted some guy to come by his hotel room to suck him off. We exchanged a few emails and pics. He gave me his hotel name and room number, so I jumped into my car and drove to his hotel that was just off the Las Vegas Strip, near the Convention Center. I knocked on the door and a very handsome, 45 year old business man opened the door. He was still dressed in his suit and tie from his morning business meeting when he invited me into the room. He seemed nervous and awkward. We made small talk for a few minutes. He told me he had only been sucked off a couple of times by guys. Both times had been here in Las Vegas, when he'd been here on business. He was quite clear that he only wanted to be sucked off. He won't reciprocate. I told him I was fine with that, and let's get to it. He moved removed his clothes except for his black socks. Then he sat on the edge of the bed. I got on my knees, between his legs and began to suck on his cock that was only partially hard. He was uncut and I started out sucking and gently chewing on his foreskin. He really enjoyed the attention I was giving to his skin. His cock grew. Then I sucked his foreskin into my mouth and slid my tongue up into the puckered skin. Licking his piss slit. Now he was fully hard. A bit over 6"s. My lips pushed his foreskin back and he moaned as I licked around his cockhead. Then I licked up and down his shaft several times. Then sucked on both his balls. He moaned when I did that. I lifted his legs and licked under his balls. He pulled his knees to his chest and I began to lick his asshole. Finally sliding my tongue up inside his hole, tongue fucking him. After rimming him for several minutes, I went back to sucking his balls, licking his shaft and then swallowing his cock for some deepthroating. I came up off his cock and took some hits from my popper bottle. "Would you like to fuck me", I asked? "No. Just suck me", he said. But, after just a minute of more cocksucking he said, "You got a condom?" "Yes. But, you can fuck me raw", I replied to him. "I've never fucked a guy. But, I will if you've got a condom. I won't fuck you bare. Got a wife. Can't do it", he replied. I went for my pants and pulled some condoms and lube from my pocket. I came back to the bed and climbed on. Kneeling on the edge. I put some lube on and in my hole, then handed the condom and lube back to him. He put on the condom and lubed it up. Then he stood behind me and began to press into me. He fucked me for a few minutes, but his cock went soft. I pulled the condom off and sucked him hard again. Then I put another condom on him and got back on my knees on the edge of the bed. He again slid up into me and fucked for a few minutes. But, again, went soft. "DAMN! I always get soft in a condom. Shit! Guess I can't do it, bud. Condoms make me go soft", he said. He pulls the condom off and I take his soft cock back into my mouth. I suck until he hardens in my mouth again. I suck his cock, suck his balls and lick his ass again. He's now hard as a rock again. I again get on the edge of the bed with my ass facing him. "Just rub your bare cock on my ass", I say to him. Rub your cockhead on my hole. Maybe jack off on my hole", I again say to him. He does rub his hard cockhead on my hole. I'm squirming my ass and spreading my asscheeks for him to get clear access to my hole. He's obviously turned on having his raw cockhead against my hole. He then starts to press his cockhead into me, just a little bit. Then pulls it out. He repeats that several more times. Putting just a little bit of his cockhead into me, then pulling out. He's driving me wild teasing me with his raw cock. When he pushes his cockhead slightly into me the next time, I press back against him and the entire cockhead plops up past my sphincter. He again pulls completely out of me and rubs his cockhead on the outside of my puckered hole. Damn! I want him inside me. I'm not sure if he'll continue to do this? But, he slaps his cockhead on my hole a few times, then again presses it into me. Going up into me, past my sphincter again. I press back and soon he's all the way up inside me. Raw and natural in my ass. Just as I like dick in me. He holds his cock there. He's not really fucking me. I squeeze my ass on his cock a few times. Then I begin to very slowly pull off his cock, then slide back onto it. He's not really doing anything, but allowing me to fuck his cock with my ass. Soon, he can't take it any longer. He grabs me around the waist and begins to pump his cock in and out of me. He's immediately into full throttle fucking. He's now slamming deep into me. He's grunting very softly. Almost like he doesn't want me to hear him enjoying the fuck. He's now fucking fast and hard. It only takes him a minute or two before he grunts really loudly and slams deep into me. He holds it there inside me as I feel his cock throb and fill my ass with his load. I'm squeezing and milking his cock with my ass. Then he quickly pulls from me and goes into the bathroom. I can hear the water in the sink turn on and he's washing off his cock. His raw cock that has just been inside my faggot ass. His str8 dick that has just filed my queer guts with his married, str8 guy cum. While he's washing off, I quickly dress. I'm just ready to leave his room as he comes out of the bathroom. "Thanks", I say as I pass him in the bathroom doorway. "Sure", is all he says as I leave his room. He's not even really looking at me. But kind of looking into dead space in shame. Damn! I just LOVE getting str8 guys to go further than they ever expect or want to go.

Nothing's hotter than seeing a cock pumping while cumming deep inside in my opinion ?

Spent my Saturday afternoon at the booths. It was a warm day so I had on shorts and a tank top. All I had in my pocket was my car key and a bottle of lube. I got my tokens and headed back, hoping there would be a lot of guys. One of the booths in the main hall was occupied so I knew there was at least one guy. I went to the booths in the back where the light is dimmer. There was one guy leaning against the wall but my eyes hadn't adjusted enough to see his face. I went to the end of the hall where it was even darker and waited to see if the guy was going to be worth doing. I reached down and slid my hand in to my shorts and started stroking. The guy against the wall noticed and moved closer. He looked to be about 35, probably 6', thin with a close cropped beard, definitely doable. I unbuttoned my shorts and they fell to my feet, freeing my cock to be stroked. The guy came over to me and bent over to take my cock in his mouth. He started sucking harder, finally dropping to his knees in front of me. I took his head in my hands as he took my cock deep in his throat. I kicked my shorts off to the side and my legs opened slightly. He took advantage, reaching up with his hand and began to slowly finger my hole. I was getting way too close to cumming. I pulled him off my cock so I wouldn't cum but he turned me around and buried his hairy face in my ass. It felt great with his tongue in my hole and his beard rubbing roughly on my ass cheeks. This went on for at least five minutes when he stood up. He had taken his cock out of his pants and started rubbing it on my hole. He locked his arms under mine and grinded away on my. His cock felt great on my ass crack and he was dripping lots of precum on it. My lube was still in my shorts pocket on the floor. He had loaded my crack with spit and precum. I grinded back on him and waited to see what he would do. Finally, he reached down and took his cock in his hand, rubbing the head on my hole. Slowly, he pushed his cock head in to me, lubing my hole with his precum. Bit by bit he pushed in, easing it with his precum. Then he started fucking me, pushing all the way in. He pumped deep in to me and I pulled my shirt off so now I was completely naked. He was pumping faster when I felt another hand on me. "Damn, I should have been here all along," said an older guy around 50. Evidently, he had been in the booth in the main hall. I felt his hand move over my ass and then he reached down and cupped my balls, he gave then a gentle pull and then I felt his finger move up to my hole. "Fuck, you guys are fucking bare," he said. "What a fucking whore," he added then he started playing with the balls of the guy who was fucking me. The fucking became faster and faster and then he pushed his cock deep in to me. The other guy said, "That's right. Cum in his ass. Breed his cunt." The top held his cock in me, leaving all his cum inside me before pulling out. He never said a word, just heading to the bathroom to clean up. "Well," I said to the other guy, "Did you want to fuck me too?" "No, I just like to watch." "I guess this was your lucky day. I'll be here for a while longer. Hopefully, you can watch me get fucked again." With that I gathered up my clothes and went in to a booth, leaving the door unlocked, to watch some porn. I sat in the chair and raised my hips up a little and fingered my cummy hole while I watched a hot bareback video. Soon I heard the bell to the entrance ring. I waited to see if this new guy was going to go in to one of the booths next to me but was pleasantly surprised when the door to the booth opened and a guy about 25 stood there and watched as I fingered my hole. I made no move to shut the door, looking up at him and smiling. He was a Latin guy with a nice body and seemed to like what he saw. Finally, he came in to the booth with me, shutting the door behind him and locking it. I sat up in the chair and unzipped his pants, unveiling an 8" uncut beauty. I licked the tip, swirled around the head with my tongue, kissing it, licking his cock from the base to the tip. I took the full length down my throat and he gasped, not expecting it. He began pumping my face. I worked his pants down to his ankles and as I did so I reached over and unlocked the door. He kicked his pants off as I sucked him. I looked over at the bareback porn that was playing and said, "That's what I want you to do to me." He got on his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I was so hard I was afraid once again I would cum. I lifted my hips up as he came up to kiss me. My back was on the chair and my ass was raised up, almost to his cock. "Fuck me," I cried. He pushed in to me with me on the chair and began pumping. He was dripping sweat as he pumped so I told him to open the door. He reached over and opened it a crack. I gave it a hard push as he fucked me and the door flew open. The watcher was still there, leaning against the wall. He pulled his cock out when he saw us fucking. "Fuck me in the hall," I said and the young Latino pulled his cock out of me and stood up. We were both naked. I went to the hall and layed down on the dirty floor. I lifted my ass up and he got on top of me, aiming his cock at my hole. "Breed his ass," said the watcher. "You want my load?" Asked the Latino. "Yes, cum inside me." He pulled my legs up and began fucking me hard, faster and faster. I stroked my cock while he fucked me. "I'm cumming," he said. "Yeah, breed that whore's cunt," said the watcher. "Fuck, I'm cumming too," I said as I stroked my cock, releasing a gusher of cum on my chest as the Latino unloaded in my gut. He shuddered as the last of his cum left his cock. "Dude, that was fucking nasty," said the Latino. I laughed and laid on the dirty floor. I lifted my ass up and pushed his cum on to the floor. "Now, that's nasty! Just the way I like to be!"

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.

My name is Mikey – CHPT 3 - Welcome to Harold’s World: I wanted Curtis to cum, so every time he slid his dick back inside me I said, “I’m a sissy cunt. I’m a sissy cunt, I’m a sissy cunt.” I truly didn’t believe that yet, I knew then I was still Mikey– but before Curtis was done with me I would believe it. Curtis seemed determined to make sure I understood all the ways he planned to break me as he fucked me hard on his desk. I didn’t realize then why he was saying those things as literally hours earlier I had been with my church group, had never been fucked, had never done drugs – shit how quickly things can change. While my mind fought and my emotions ran wild, my body responded to what Curtis was doing to me and my dick was the hardest it had ever been and drooled a stream of precum that ran down my side. After what seemed like an eternity, with my body laying now flat back on the desk, hole exposed, wedged by his sweaty body, Curtis prepared to cum, “That’s it sissy cunt, open right up, got you nice and wet, you like that? Feeling that long black dick? Come on, shake them walls, that’s it, feel that cunt twitching, begging for me, just begging for this long, black dick, just begging for….oh shit…..UGHHH…FUCK…I’M CUMMING IN YOU, I’M CUMMING……OOOHHHH…AHHHH……SAY YOUR NAME CUNT, SAY YOUR SAY NAME…SAY IT YOU FUCKING SISSY CUNT…..SAY……CUNT…GRRRR.” Curtis then dropped his head on my chest, his entire body shook, he grunted, moaned, trembled, spit ran from his mouth and he unloaded in my sore ass. He was breathing hard and heavy when suddenly loud clapping filled the room. CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP. “What the fuck!” Curtis exclaimed as he pulled off me and withdrew his dick in one motion, making me drop off the end of the desk and cry out in surprise and pain as my knees hit the concrete. I looked up and Curtis’ dick was drooling spooge and ass funk and still looked pretty hard, then I noticed them. Two black guys were standing in the doorway to his office, one about my age, and one about Curtis’ age, and both of them were smiling and nodding. The older guy pointed at me with a key ring choked with keys and said, “Let me guess. New employee orientation?” and then let out a big howl of laughter. The younger guy now spoke up, “We knew something was up when the store wasn’t open yet and we saw the regulars all standing around outside looking stupid saying no one was home. So what’s this man? Don’t do me like that. You know my dick is like human crack. You said the shop was my hustle.” Curtis snarled, “Unless you’re becoming a bitch now nothing’s changed, now go unload the truck and this ain’t none of your business.” He then mumbled a few words more and walked towards the back of his office, opened a door, flipped on a switch to a bathroom, and soon a loud stream of piss began to fill the toilet. I was still on my knees when the younger guy walked over to me, held out his hand, I held out mine thinking he was going to help me up, he just shook it and said, “AJ,” then stepped back. The older guy stepped towards me, held out his big hand, and looking up I realized what a giant he seemed. He was taller and thicker than Curtis, had on black boots, the right one untied and laces dragging. His green coveralls/jumpsuit seemed one size too small, had some holes in it, the zipper looked broken half way up, and the American flag patch on his right chest was frayed and coming off. As I stood up I was able to better see the rest of him and was surprised at all the tattoos showing up his neck and the parts of his arms where the sleeves were rolled up. He also had couple big diamond stud earrings in each ear, a thick beard, but his head was shaved except for a wide stripe down the middle of his head – a low mohawk. I know my face showed my shock and curiosity as he held out his hand. “ Call me T2.” I didn’t understand and asked, “Tito, like Jackson?” This made him growl and AJ roar with laughter, “No, no. You know Mr. T – A-Team? I’m T2 – get it. Fuck don’t you watch cable? It’s a classic.” I still didn’t get it and by this point Curtis had walked back out and he and AJ both could not stop laughing. The big guy shrugged, sighed and said with a tinge of disgust “Fuck – Harold, my name’s Harold. Nice to meet you,” and held out his hand for me to shake. His hand felt hot, his grip was firm and he held my hand tight when he shook it, all the while using his middle finger to stroke my wrist and gave me a smile that made me melt. “I…I…” I knew I should introduce myself, good manners and all, but I couldn’t think straight as I looked into his dark, cool eyes. Curtis pulled Harold to the side, they both lit a blunt, and through the haze of smoke they spoke in quick, quiet whispers. Harold had his back partway to us, his left hand in his pocket, and I noticed a big wet mark running down his back and down his ass crack. AJ said, “Dude’s a freak. Grimey fucker never wears underwear and wears those same fucking coveralls every day. Shit. Never showers either. About gagged me out in the truck this morning. Stinky ass fucka.” AJ then focused back on me and started asking me questions and tried to finger my cummy ass, “Come on, want to stroke my dick? I’m as big as Curtis there and looks like you ready to get dug out good. Look, I’m already hard. Let me stick it in. Come on. Turn around.” Curtis turned and yelled at AJ, “Go open the fucking doors, let the folks in and empty the truck! No time for that shit and that dick is the only way you get to eat tonight so better not be wasting it.” AJ sighed, and stomped down the hall. I stayed where I was while Curtis and Harold exchanged a few more quiet words, Curtis then sat in his chair, smiled at me, hit his joint, and closed his eyes as the smoke escaped through his slightly parted lips. Harold walked over to me and I suddenly felt ashamed and self conscious of being naked with cum running out of my ass, but he didn’t seem fazed as he grabbed my left arm and guided me back down the hall past the video booths, wound his way through the displays in the sex store – making the first two customers who had just walked in stop and gape - and towards the far wall to a door with sign over it that said THEATER. I was really nervous now as I could hear AJ talking to people at the front of the store and telling them to wait a fucking minute while he got the register on and to keep their dicks in their pants. I didn’t want anyone else to see me, but Harold quickly unlocked the door to the theater, we went in, he flipped a few switches and the screen on the back wall sprang to life showing a video of an orgy of men and women fucking, sucking, and more than I could take in. This place had seen better days, that’s for sure and smelled even worse than the video booths. It was a mix of outhouse and cow barn, hot and steamy, there were a few rows of movie seats near the front, several chairs of various types and sizes scattered at the back, and an old couch along the far wall. The screen had some holes in it, the speakers sounded bad, but seeing a bunch of super sized dicks fucking and hearing all the dirty talk and moaning made me stop and stare and my hand automatically went to my hardening dick. Harold led me down the left wall, unlocked two padlocks and a deadbolt on another door and we entered what seemed like a storeroom. We wound our way through the piles of boxes as he pointed at a wood door that looked half off its hinges, “That’s the bathroom. Connects on the other side to Curtis’s office but I got to move some shit out of the way, usually don’t use that door. To the right he pointed to a mattress and pile of blankets on the floor, a book case with a big TV, piles of porno DVDs, wads of paper towels, a microwave, stained coffee maker, a small fridge, a couple books tossed in a corner with what looked like a month’s supply of green coveralls like he had on. “Welcome to my humble abode,” Harold said with a grand sweep of his arms and a low chuckle. “Make yourself comfortable. I got some weed and shit there on the floor if you want to roll something. Beer in the fridge. You don’t know how? No shit. Hmmm…” Harold starting digging around in a crumpled up shoe box by his bed and pulled out baggies of weed, papers, lighters, pipes, and other stuff and laid them out like he was making an alter. He then rolled a blunt, took a long drag, handed it to me, and guided me through a couple hits. “I’m sorry,” I said, “I don’t understand, I umm… Brett and his Pa, I umm… I.” I started to trembled a little and crossed my arms over my chest, everything flooding back in of what had happened. “Come here,” Harold said as he stood up, wrapped his big arms around me, pulled me tight against his musky body, and patted my back in assurance. “Curtis says you need to stay with us for a while. That guy you was with – well – anyways – you got some things to learn and for now we need to teach you and keep you safe.” He pointed to an army cot leaning in the corner, “You can have the bed here, I’ll sleep on that.” I felt bad, knowing I was putting him out and stammered, “Umm, this is your bed, I don’t want to kick you out – thanks – but I wouldn’t feel right.” Harold then grabbed my shoulders, pulled me tight against him again, and said in a voice filled with emotion, hunger, and danger as he pressed his body into mine making sure I felt the bulge of his dick straining through his overalls, “You wouldn’t mind being so close to me? Having me hold you like this, touch you, kiss you, fuck you?” I was speechless. I had lain in bed night after night dreaming of being with a man, and then it had happened with Brett and Pa and then Curtis, but never in any way I had imagined. It felt amazing, yet I still felt guilty and ashamed, and confused. I didn’t know what to say. Harold went on, “I know Curtis, and he can be a bit aggressive at first, but you have to trust him. He knows what he is doing. I’ll make you a promise though, I’ll never do anything you don’ t want – deal? Deal. Now I have a question for you. Can you help me out a little here? I think I got a problem.” Harold was giving me a sexy ass smile as he rubbed the long, hard bulge that ran down his left leg. My own dick was straining now, I nodded yes, Harold turned me around, the sounds of his zipper coming down mingled with the muffled moans and groans coming from the theater next door. “I ain’t got much time,” Harold whispered as he pulled me back against his body, stroking my nipples with one hand and running his other hand around my stomach and up and down my thighs, his massive dick curved down and nestled between my wet cheeks. “I promise next time I will take it slow and will make love to you and will show you how to take care of your man’s needs, and teach you things you never imagined. Right now, I just need to bust. You up for getting nailed by this ebony hammer? Will you let me fuck you like I need, like I want? Can you take it for me? Do you want my Hershey cum? You going to let me turn that ass into pussy?” Turn my ass into pussy? I flinched and tensed. I was a man – well maybe I couldn’t legally drink yet– but fuck, I was still a man and not a woman. Harold must have understood what I was thinking as he held me tighter, caressed my body, let his fingers rest gently on my hips as he said, “It’s a good thing, don’t be offended or get it wrong. I like it. Look, a lot of guys who have wives, girls, or just fuck chicks on the weekend LOVE boy pussy. Sometimes if they can’t get what they need at home they will dip in some ass and ass is good, but boy pussy is better. I know Curtis and he shoots some nasty heavy loads and he told me your boy pussy was the sweetest thing he had been up in in a long long time.” Harold pushed me forward towards the locked bathroom door until my face was only inches away. The weight of his body pressed against mine and the door squeaked, the wood groaned, as he pushed my body against the door. Instinctively I put my hands out, shoulder width, to brace myself, my heart raced, and my blood thumped in my ears like the sound of war drums. Harold gently spread my ass cheeks and let out a long whistle as he began tapping my wet hole with the head of his dick, “Damn! Your hole is shiny and wet. Fucking got to tell you. Cum makes the world’s best lube – remember that. You can tell I am a bit bigger than Curtis, right? It’s OK, I know you can take it, just do what I say. Now tilt your hips just a little, that’s right, push your ass back – yes – now push like you feel you have to take a shit.” That made me embarrassed for some reason and I tensed again. Harold continued, “It’s OK, that just pushes some of the cum that’s up there closer to the edge of your hole – HOLY FUCKING CHRIST LOOK AT THOSE GOBS OF NUTT – Curtis seeded you good, feel that? Feel how my dick is getting all slick from his cum? OK, now take a long deep breath, hold it – and let it out.” Harold forced the monster head of his dick into my wet hole as I exhaled and my chest clenched and I gasped. I cried out as he was definitely bigger than Curtis. My hands flailed against the door a bit as Harold hung onto my hips and shoved his dick a little deeper. “Please take it out, no, no, I can’t, please,” I begged. Harold just kept repeating, “It’s OK, it’s ok, trust me, you’ll see, it’s ok.” I was pressed tight against the door now standing on just my tip toes trying to run from the black log impaling my ass, my breaths coming in short little gasps. Every inch of dick Harold forced in me created lightning bolts of pain that was immediately followed by an avalanche of endorphins. My ass ring stretched, popped, stretched some more as Harold buried the rest of his dick inside my cum filled ass. As he got deeper, Harold cupped my ass in his strong hands and partially lifted me off the floor and higher up on the door. He jolted me once or twice getting his grip, burying himself further inside me. Once he was satisfied he said in a voice full of lust and assurance. “I am all the way in that pussy. You like how that feels? How I opened you right up? Took that hole as mine? Hmm…?” I could only gasp as Harold began bouncing me on his dick, using the door as leverage. I was trying not to make any noise as Harold picked up the rhythm, but he wanted to hear me, “It’s OK sissy cunt. Let Daddy know how good that big black dick feels up there. Tell your Daddy sissy. No one can hear. Louder, I fucking said LOUDER!” I started to beg, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” over and over. I knew being fucked felt good, but this was fucking amazing! I felt so – full – so, I don’t know, wanted. I didn’t want him to stop. “FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK ME DADDY!” Harold pulled me off the door and I threw my arms out in front of me to brace myself. He suddenly hit something inside me on the next thrust and I screamed in agony and cried, “NO, NO, NO, TAKE IT OUT!” I felt a rush of hotness and sharp pain and Harold pushed me back against the door and buried his dick as far as it would go, my body jerking from the hurt now radiating out, “It’s OK, it’s OK” he said, “I had to bust your second hole cherry as you were clamping down on me. You want Daddy to cum inside you? You want Daddy’s cum up in there? Tell me sissy, tell me sissy, you want that cunt fucked?” Harold now lifted me up, my upper body pressed against the door as he lifted me completely into the air with one arm under each thigh like a doll and began slam fucking my torn ass, my knees scraping up and down the rough wood surface. “PLEASE YOUR DADDY, FUCK THAT CUNT, PLEASE YOUR DADDY, GONNA FUCK THAT CUNT WIDE OPEN, GONNA FUCK IT WIDE…TAKE IT SISSY, TAKE IT SISSY, SHIT YEAY PUSSY BOY TAKE THIS FUCKING NUTT!!!” Harold was slamming my upper body back and forth into the door as he drove deeper in my ass. His orgasm made his dick swell and spew and each thrust became wetter and wetter and yet he kept fucking. “I AIN’T DONE YET, NO, SHIT, FUCK, HERE IT GOES…AGAIN….FUCK…..” As Harold shot his second load in a row into me he pressed me against the door, his body heaving from the effort of the fuck and the intense orgasms. He held me like that for a while, my ass spasming around his dick in shock and destruction. Harold stepped back, let his arms down, and my feet touched the floor. My legs ached and I was wobbily, but Harold hugged me close while kissing my neck, slowly grinding his hips around, stretching me, coating me, working his thick loads in. “Whew!” Harold exclaimed, before letting go of my body and gently easing his dick out of my ass. A torrent of cum, blood, and ass juice splashed onto the floor and I spun around in fear, shock, and embarrassment. My ass guts were cramping, my hole was twitching and spasming, more started to dribble and run out of my ass and down my legs. “Oh God no, oh...oh.” I was a bit freaked, but Harold pulled me close to him, his still hard dick pressed between us, as he said, “SHH, it’s OK, it’s OK, that’s normal. Like I said, I busted your cherry – deep – so it’s OK, that just means I did my job right and you did yours.” I looked up into Harold’s face and saw that he meant what he said. “Does your ass hurt too bad?” he asked, “Does it feel likes its opening and closing? Yeah? Here turn around – shhh – trust me.” I turned around and yelped as Harold pushed his dick back in hard and deep. He explained, “Your body is in sort of shock. It’s trying to adjust to being fucked liked that. We’ll give it a minute, having my dick back inside you will help.” Harold held me tight as my guts and ass slowly stopped convulsing and what was a torrent out of my hole became sporadic drops. After Harold eased his dick out for the second time he asked, “Will you lick it clean for me?” I shook my head in disgust. He placed his hand on my shoulder, gave me a reassuring squeeze and said, “I would really like it if you can lick my dick clean. Please? This is a very special moment between two men, especially when you get your second hole cherry busted. That happens only once, and other guys may go that deep, make it sore, but you let me bust it, and that’s a special thing. Taste my dick. Taste my cum, taste what I have given you.” I gagged a little at first then thought about what Harold had said and at the same moment realized how much I wanted to please him and to have him back inside of me again, so I licked his dick clean. I got every fucking bit of juice and he even lifted his shaft up so I could lick off what had coated his hairy balls. Satisfied with his efforts, and mine, Harold zipped up his Army coveralls, gave me a big hug, smiled, gave me a deep long kiss that scratched my face up with his beard and said, “Well, welcome to Harold’s world. I hope you are going to enjoy your stay sissy.” As the padlocks snapped shut on the other side of the door I reached down and coated my finger in the juice from my freshly fucked ass, licked my finger clean and thought, yeah, being a sissy may not be so bad after all. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 4: Time for Your Medicine **This series contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 3 Zak rolled me onto my back and straddled my body with his ass resting on my thighs. He grasped our hard cocks together in his hand, stroking and rubbing our shafts together with each slow thrust of his hips. The verbal talk started. The words used didn’t change so much, but this time Zak’s poz talk had more emotion behind it; a gentler edge. It wasn’t just the heat of the moment. A release of his emotions from the heart, something I was experiencing as well. The intimacy made both of our cocks bone up even more as he continued to stroke our shafts together. “I’m going to make poz love to you, Zeek.” “Fuck, yes. I want all of you. Give me your charged cock. Breed me.” “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” “Yes, please make love to my hole. Seed me again.” “You want that connection with me forever?” “Yes, I want that with you. Poz me. Please do it.” Zak lightly caressed my abdomen and chest, then gently stroked my face and lower lip while looking directly into my eyes. His touch sent a wave of chills through my body. I loved seeing this side of him as much as I loved his pig side. He lay on top of me. Our sweaty bodies and hard dicks pressed tightly together. Zak made out with me, grinding our bodies and cocks together. “I’m going to slide my cock in you, oh so slowly. Give you more poz seed, babe.” He spread my legs, slipped his arms under my knees, and bent my legs over his shoulders. He spit in his hand and lubed up his cock, then pressed the head of his dick to my hole. My ass opened easily, and as he slid the full length of his shaft into my cunt, cum dripped from my ass. His cock glided easily against the cum-drenched walls of my man hole, working his first toxic load deep inside me. A warm, tingly sensation overcame me. My heart beat faster. Zak eyes continued to pierce into my soul. His cock massaged my prostate with each stroke of his death stick. This was no longer fucking. This was intense love making….sharing his body and virus with me, making us one. “Zeek, you feel incredible. I want you to charge up from me so much. I want to share every part of me with you.” “Make me yours, babe. I want your DNA inside me.” My senses were so heightened. I could feel every inch of Zak’s cock penetrating me. It was very intimate and erotic. He continued to pump his cock in and out of me. I repeatedly tightened my ass around his shaft with each pulse of my hard cock. His meat stiffened and throbbed repeatedly in my hole. I wanted to milk every drop of cum from his balls. Welcome his virus into my body. “Fuck, babe, I won’t last long. This feels so amazing.” “Give me your cum. I want it all in me.” Zak leaned over and made out with me. His kisses were warm and deliberate. His tongue swirled with mine as he made love to my hole with slow, deep penetrations from his tool. After a few minutes he turned his head to the side. Our sweaty cheeks were pressed together. He caressed my face with his cheek then whispered in my ear, “Fuck, yes. Here it cums, babe. You’re going to get all my poz seed.” Zak pressed his lips to mine with one long, passionate kiss and plunged his manhood balls deep inside me. I felt his cock begin to pulse once again. Jizz shot from his rod with each throb, adding to his previous load and my blood. He whispered between deep breaths, “I want you so much. Take my charged load, babe. You’re mine, Zeek.” “Fuck, yes. You feel so good. Convert me. Make me your poz pig.” Sweat dripped from his nose onto my cheek. Emotions and our poz talk overcame me. My ass tightened around Zak’s shaft, and he groaned with pleasure. My hole milked ever drop of his toxic cum into my guts, while my cock erupted over and over, shooting creamy white semen onto my abdomen. Zak again pressed his lips to mine like he couldn’t get close enough to me, couldn’t bury his cock inside me deep enough. He held his cock deep in me. My ass pressed tight against him, both of us panting from our intense dance together. Our deep breathing began to relax. His cock slipped from my cum-filled hole, and my ass puckered several times, working his semen further inside me. I wanted his seed to stay in me all night. This felt so right. We lied in each other’s arms and drifted off to sleep for a bit. I woke to Zak getting up from the sofa. “I’ll be right back, babe. I have to piss.” He started to walk toward the bathroom, and I grabbed his hand to stop him. “Uh ah, get back here. I want every drop.” I slid off the couch to the floor. The tiled floor felt cold on my knees, but the chill just made it even more erotic. Zak stood in front of me, his inked cock dangling in front of my lips. I looked directly at his biohazard tattoo and slipped his cock into my mouth. He held my head still with a firm grip on the top of my head. My eyes wandered from his biohazard ink up his body to his eyes, looking directly down into mine. His cock twitched a few times in my mouth, and he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. A few drops of sweet nectar dripped onto my tongue before a full stream of warm piss filled my mouth. My dick boned up immediately. Zak continued to empty his bladder down my throat, pausing just long enough for me to gulp down each mouthful. His piss tasted strong, but so sweet. It was intoxicating, and I devoured every drop. I think in that very moment I surrendered myself to him totally. I was his pig boy and wanted to continue to be his in every way. I swallowed the last of his sweet piss then Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and wiped his piss hole across my lips. “God, I enjoy feeding you my piss too. From the looks of it you like being my urinal too, don’t you?” My cock stiffened as I licked my lips, “You know I do.” Zak stroked the top of my head for a bit, “I love being a cum and piss pig as much as you do, Zeek. I want you to use me any way you like. I want all of it with you.” “I want to experience that with you too. Really explore our pig sides together.” “Good boy. Let’s work on pozzing your ass up then start swapping all our fluids.” There was a pause of silence interrupted by a long, loud growl from my stomach followed by a burp. We both laughed. “Woah, dude. You must be starving. It’s getting late. If you’re cool with it, why don’t you come home with me? We can stop for carry out and you can crash at my place. I’d love to wake up in the morning curled up with you in my bed. We can grab breakfast together. Spend the day together tomorrow if you like.” The corners of my mouth curled up with a grin, “I’d love to. I am pretty hungry too and not looking forward to the drive home tonight.” “Then it’s settled. Let’s get dressed and get out of here.” We flipped our clothes on and made our way to Zak’s apartment. We ordered the proverbial Chinese food delivery in the little white cartons that you see all too often in the movies. It made for a cozy night on Zak’s living room sofa, feeding samples of each other’s food to one another. Our frisky late night dinner led to some playful banter. By morning a trail of clothes strewn here and there lead to the bedroom. I woke curled up naked next to Zak; our legs intertwined beneath the sheets. His body felt warm against my skin, and I gazed at him sleeping for a minute. The sheet draped gently across his waist just exposing the top edges of his biohazard tattoo. I touched his thigh with my hand and lightly ran my fingers up his leg, across his cock and biohazard tattoo to his abdomen. I slowly caressed his belly, gently circling the sunburst tattoo around his belly button with my finger tip. Zak yawned, opened his eyes, and stretched. Good morning, handsome. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him so my head rested on his chest. “I hope you slept well, because I slept like a baby with you beside me. I could get used to this.” I turned over and rested my chin on Zak’s chest, “It does feel good being next to you in bed, and yeah, I slept pretty damn well. I even had an odd but quite erotic dream about pozzing, and you marking my body all over with biohazard tattoos, even places like my hands so I couldn’t hide my poz status to anyone.” We both chuckled. “Maybe I had that dream because my ass is still loaded with your charged seed from last night and that is so hot.” Zak looked at me and grinned, “Don’t worry, sexy man, you’ll be charged up in no time. My virus is probably already in your system. Your body just hasn’t reacted to it yet. Or you could be one of those guys that doesn’t show symptoms and you’re already charged up.” He rolled me over in bed and laid on top of me, “If that’s the case you need to start seeding me too, swap our poz loads.” He gave me a quick peck on the lips then rolled out of bed. He flipped the sheets off me, “Time to get up, babe. The weekend’s a wastin’.” I chased Zak down the hall to the kitchen, and we both hung out together naked. I made coffee and he whipped up some eggs and bacon. Then we sat across from each other at his dining room table. I slid my foot onto his chair, and played with his cock and balls with my toes. Zak’s cock began to bone up. We ate our breakfast looking at each other playfully with grins on our faces. “You better watch it or you’ll find your ass back in that bed taking more poz cum.” “And this is a bad thing, how?” We chuckled a bit and finished our breakfast. “So, what would you like to do today?” “How about hanging out in boystown, shop around a bit. A leisure day.” “I’m game. We could maybe hit a movie later and tip a few at a bar if you like.” “Sure, play it by ear.” This man was too good to be true. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, but in the back of my mind I hoped the feelings I was developing for him were mutual. I was falling for Zak, and there was no stopping my heart. “Ok, Zeek, let’s get in the shower.” “I need to clean my tattoo.” “I’ll wrap it up for you for the day after our shower. After it’s done weeping ink, you can start to leave it open to air.” He got up from the table and peeled the bandage from my arm. Ink was weeping from my tattoo yet. “Lookin damn good, babe. Now get.” I got up and took a few steps toward the bathroom. Zak couldn’t resist the opportunity and gave me a quick crack on the ass with his hand. “Oooh,……… Baby!!” I chuckled and ran toward the bathroom. Zak wasted no time chasing me down the hall. He caught me at the bathroom doorway and pulled me into his arms. His lips pressed to mine, and our cocks were boned up in no time. “See what you do to me every time?” “Well, you have the same effect on me.” We stroked each other’s cocks then Zak turned on the shower, and stepped in. “Are you joining me?” “I’ll be right there. I sat on the toilet. Sorry, babe, I’m losing your seed.” “That’s ok, I’ll be plowing your ass soon enough. I’m glad you have no problem jumping on the toilet while I’m in the bathroom. Doesn’t bother me one bit.” “Glad you said that, because it doesn’t bother me either.” I finished up on the toilet, “Zeek, don’t……Yow!!” Too late…..I flushed the toilet before Zak could stop me. “Damn, that’s cold.” “Serves you right for cracking my ass like that.” “You loved it, and you know it.” “Yeah, guess I did.” I stepped into the shower. It was a rather large walk-in stall with double jets. “Sweet!!” “Isn’t it awesome? Great for showering together.” “It’s big enough for a small orgy.” Zak tipped his head down, closed his eyes, and let the hot water pound on the back of his neck and head. I stood back from him, and took aim. I let out a full stream of piss hitting him on the chest, beard, abdomen, and cock. His eyes flew open, and he immediately dropped to his knees. His rod began to grow as I soaked his face with piss. Zak opened his mouth and filled it full of my piss. He swallowed a bunch and let the rest run down his beard and body. His cock was now fully erect and pulsing as I continued to piss on his face. He tipped his head forward to soak his entire head. The last few squirts of piss shot from my cock, “Damn, babe, that was so hot.” “Glad you enjoyed it.” “Enjoyed it!!?? Fuck, I loved it!!” I cleaned my tattoo, and we soaped each other up. Our shower play was just a teaser, a taste of more to come. We redressed my arm, slipped on our jeans and t-shirts and made our way to boystown. The afternoon was spent walking through the gay district browsing stores like GayMart, and the gear at the Ram adult bookstore. GayMart was most entertaining with cards and novelties. I couldn’t resist stocking up on a few cards. One had a hot naked stud on the cover with a beautiful cock. The outside of the card read, “For your Birthday, let’s play hide and seek…..If you find me, I’ll let you blow me.” The inside read, “….and if you can’t find me, look behind the couch.”…….LOL. The other card had a drag queen on the front with a bitchy expression on her face. The front read, “Honey, another birthday and you still look fabulous!!” The inside of the card had just one word….. “Pity!!” After horsing around all afternoon, we ate an early dinner and decided to check out the movies at the theater. I don’t think it mattered what we saw. We ordered a bottled water and got a small bucket of popcorn then took two seats toward the back of the theater. We had our privacy, just what I was hoping for. Zak held the popcorn bucket in his lap while we both munched away. Every time I reached in for more popcorn I thought of the old story I’ve heard about a guy tearing the bottom of the popcorn container open and slipping his hard cock through the hole. Even though I didn’t think it was going to happen, the anticipation that Zak’s cock COULD be waiting for me boned up sticking through the bottom of the popcorn bucket just made my dick hard. I glanced over at Zak and he looked back at me. I had a sly grin on my face. When he reached for more popcorn I purposely did the same. I took his hand in mine and pressed it firmly against my hard rod. My cock stiffened even more at the touch of his hand through my jeans. After putting the popcorn bucket on the floor Zak took my hand and rubbed it against the hard bulge in his jeans. He returned his hand to my crotch, and we sat there nonchalantly stroking each other. Our shafts were begging to be released from our jeans to start fucking on the spot. Zak grasped my chin with his hand and turned my head toward his. We began kissing and making out in the theater, oblivious to the scene playing out on the screen causing all the laughter in the theater. When it finally finished we both knew where we were heading. We raced to Zak’s apartment like two teenagers about to get our rocks off together for the first time. The door to his apartment flung open and he pinned me against the wall next to the entrance. He kicked the front door closed, and began stripping off my clothes and kissing me at the same time. When the last of our clothes hit the floor, he pinned me against the wall again and made out with me. We ground our cocks together, our lips pressed firmly together with Zak’s tongue buried deep in my mouth. He led me to the bedroom. After stretching a towel across the bed, Zak said, “Lie down on the bed!” I quickly obliged. “No, on your back.” I rolled over and laid back on the pillows. “This is going to be fun.” Zak showed me a wrist restraint, “Give me your wrist, babe.” I did as I was told as my cock throbbed, standing at attention. Zak strapped it onto my arm then secured it to the corner bedpost. He proceeded to strap my other wrist and ankles in a similar manner so I was spread eagle on the bed. “Wait till you see this.” Zak disappeared from the bedroom and returned with shaving cream, a razor and clipper. He crawled onto the bed and straddled my body. My hard shaft spread his ass cheeks open as he worked my cock across his hole. His dick and PA danced in front of my face, pointing straight up. A small amount of precum dripped from the head of his cock, making my mouth water to lap it up. “I can’t wait to feel your rod shooting POZ seed inside me, Zeek.” “The thought of that turns me on too. I’m sure it won’t be long the way you’ve been planting your poz cum in me.” I felt the cold steel of the clipper blade slide across my chest, “Ever been shaved, babe?” “No.” Again his cock pulsed in front of me. It made my cock throb against his hole. “Well you’re going to today, and there’s no way to resist.” Zak raised himself to his knees and dangled his cock in front of my lips. “Lick up that poz precum, babe. We don’t want any going to waste.” I quickly obeyed. The tip of my tongue brushed across his piss hole and circled his jewelry. As I pulled away a string of precum connected my tongue to Zak’s cock head then broke free and tangled from my tongue. I lapped it up and let the sweet taste of my man’s juice slide down my throat. Zak crawled off the bed. He dipped his fingers into a container of white creamy lube called “Shaft.” He grasped my hard rod and stroked the full length, lubing it up. With a firm grip around my shaft he pointed my cock straight up and sprayed shaving cream on my pubic hair. While he slowly stroked my meat I watched as I felt the razor touch my skin at the base of my cock. My rod stiffened in his grip. He stroked the razor across my pubic hair. “Feel that against your skin, Zeek? I’m going to shave all your pubic hair off.” He continued to stroke my hard meat. I watched as he shaved every bit of pubic hair with each stroke of the razor. By the time he finished my hard cock was leaking a ton of precum. He stroked my cock while he cleaned up my smooth pubic area then washed the lube from my cock. Zak again straddled me and sat down, perfectly fitting my hard shaft between his ass cheeks like a glove. He held the clipper in front of me and flipped the switch on before giving me a wink of his eye and a grin. He ran his fingers through my hair and caressed the top of my head. The clipper carved a path across scalp, taking off the first row of hair. While continually rubbing the top of my head Zak shaved off the majority of my hair. He also worked my stiff cock between his cheeks with each pass of the clipper. I could tell he kept just a little stubble for hair length, and I loved the prickly feel as he ran his hands “against the grain” across my head. Between the sensations from my throbbing shaft, aching balls, and the eroticism of being shaved while restrained, I was in heaven. The clipper stopped buzzing and Zak released me from my restraints. “Roll over sexy. We need to finish shaving the back of your head.” He again straddled my torso sitting down with our ass cheeks together. After shaving the rest of my head he massaged my scalp. The pillow was covered with strands of my dark hair, but we didn’t care. I rolled onto my back again and began to make out with Zak. He reached down between us and stroked my cock then slid down my body kissing and licking me from my belly button to my stiff rod. He slipped my cock into his mouth and worked the full length of my meat down his throat. I ran my fingers across his shaved head as he sucked me long and deep over and over. I tipped my head back, and let out a moan as I fucked his face with my tool. He removed my dick from his mouth. With his hand grasping the base of my shaft he licked the head of my meat. “Sweet precum, babe.” Zak again greased up my cock with “Shaft” lube. He straddled my hips, grabbed my shaft by the base, and aimed my cock for his hole. He pressed the head of my cock to his cunt and worked it inside. “I know we’re working on pozzing your ass, but I want to feel you shoot what may be your last neg load deep in my gut.” “Fuck, Zak. I’ll give you every drop.” Zak plunged the full length of my cock into his gut. My cock throbbed. My ass tightened. I buried my head into the pillow, thrust my hips forward as hard and I could, and moaned from the sensations shooting through my body. “Oh…..GOD!” This was my first time fucking Zak, and his cunt felt so incredible wrapped around my dick. My eyes opened wide and I picked my head up off the pillow looking directly into Zak’s eyes. He continued to ride my cock. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck……I LOVE being inside you.” This was pure ecstasy. Zak’s cock was leaking precum, and dripping onto my belly button. He was driving me wild. With my dick still inside him, I flipped him onto his back. I grabbed his ankles and rammed my cock in him hard and deep. He took the full length of my cock with each thrust. Zak stroked his shaft while I tore up his ass like a vicious animal. “Fuck, I’m going to cum, Zak.” “Give me all that neg seed from your balls. Fill me up, babe.” My body jerked. I moaned and groaned, and my cock throbbed and erupted with each pulse, coating the walls of my man’s hole with my jizz. “Fuck yes, I feel you unloading in me, babe……oh fuck.” Zak’s ass tightened around my shaft, causing my body to again jerk from the sensations. I buried my cock deeper inside him, and while stroking his cock he shot a huge poz load all over his beard and belly. “That was incredible, Zak.” My cock slipped from his hole and his ankles dropped to the bed. I ran my tongue through his beard and down his belly, hungrily lapping up all his poz cum then sharing it with him in a deep, wet kiss. We lie on the bed beside one another, our sweaty bodies touching. “Oh my God, Zak, I love being with you so much.” “Ditto, Babe.” After a long pause….. “Damn, Zeek, you’re a little animal.” I chuckled, “You drive me wild, Zak.” Zak curled up in my arms, “So how long can you stay tomorrow?” I’ll have to head home by around noon. I’m having dinner with my parent’s tomorrow at their house. “I was hoping you could stay until at least dinner time, but I understand. Your family time is important.” “What about your family? Are you close with your parents?” “Ah, the family. Well, I have not seen my parents since I was 18. The day I told them I’m gay is the day they kicked me out of the house.” “That really sucks, Zak. Maybe they will come around.” “I’m not holding my breath, babe. They’re extremely religious. They believe if I had more faith in God, that I could become straight, and……blah, blah, blah.” “I don’t understand how a parent can just disown their kid like that.” “I’m not losing any sleep over it. I think I came through it all just fine. I’ve worked hard to get to where I am now.” “It had to be difficult for you. I give you a lot of credit.” “No, it wasn’t easy, but I’m ok. What about you, do your parents know you’re gay?” “Oh, yeah. They may have their own opinions, but in the end they just want me to be happy.” We stayed curled up in bed for the night, turned on the tv, and eventually the tv watched us sleep. In the morning I woke to Zak’s hard cock lubed and grinding against my hole. My morning wood was raging hard. Zak pressed the head of his cock to my hole, and with an arch of my back he slipped inside. “I can’t let you go home without your ass fully loaded with my toxic cum, babe.” “Fuck, yes, you know I want it. Give it to me.” I got on all fours, and Zak fucked me oh so right, long and hard, doggy style. I reached for his greased up cock, feeling his shaft at the lips of my cunt as he plunged the full length into my hungry hole. I stroked my meat while he tore up my hole. “Beg for my toxic cum, Zeek!!” “Fuck, give it to me. Please give me you poz seed.” “You want it?” “Fuck, yes!!” “Yeah?” “Give it to me. Poz me up. Please charge my hole.” “Fuck, fuck…..here it cums, babe. Take my DNA.” My cock stiffened, and as it pulsed and shot a huge load of cum onto the bed, I felt Zak’s poz load hit my intestine walls. His cock continued to throb inside me, reloading my cunt with his charged semen. He pulled his still hard shaft from my hole and flopped on the bed next to me. He pulled me into his arms and held me tight. Zak kissed me on the forehead, “I’m going to miss you this week, Zeek. I enjoy having you here with me.” “Ditto, Zak….very much so.” After a late breakfast together, and a quick shower, it was time for me to head home. The weekend together was perfect, but passed by too quickly. “Come here, Zeek.” Zak gave me a long hug followed by a sensuous kiss. “I’ll talk to you during the week to make plans for next weekend.” “Sounds good.” “Safe trip. Let me know when you’re home, babe.” I walked down the hall and pushed the button to the elevator. The doors opened and I stepped in. I turned to see Zak standing in the doorway. He waved and yelled to me with a grin on his face, “Nice ass, babe.” I chuckled and waved back. The doors closed, and I was on my way. Tonight’s dinner would be interesting to say the least. I could hardly wait to hear the comments from my mom about my new “look”……

my first raw black cock experience began with my asking Him if he wanted to make a baby. He sure tried. I oozed his sperm all night.