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Ryan's dick continued to grow and the Spike with a bulb on the end slowly pressed against his urethra and then slowly forced it's way and as his dick head pressed up and the other spikes pressed on either side. It hurt yet had a sensation like he needed to pee or cum with that big bulb in his dick. His dick would grow and then get soft as the pain set in. It was making him wiggle and squirm and yell into the ball gag. It was all very muffled as a good looking guy about 5'11 175 nice arms and chest and a tatted sleeve on one arm down to his wrist walked in. Ingrim told me you were a cute young man, he could not have been more than five years older then he was. I see Ingrim has been having fun with you. Let me see what is under here and he slowly peals off the band aid on the right nipple and then the left. Looks like you like jewelry a lot boy. They look really good on you, also like the rings on your taint. I hear you have more to come. I have been asked to help you understand what the value of your body is. Each guy you are with will want something different from you and you are only worth what you can give them. Nod your head if you understand. Ryan started to Nod his head up and down in agreement. Good boy, Jonny your owner said you were obedient and a quick study. That will come in handy today. My name is Rock, I love young innocent boys like you. You used to do girls right, Ryan Nodded in agreement and Rock said, I fuck them now and again but mostly to get them pregnant. Don't see much use for them unless I can knock them up. They are not as much fun as a hot innocent boy. Rock walked over to a bench and pulled out the bag he had there. He started pulling out metal as it clanged and then he came over and clamped two metal large pieces on Ryan's balls. Ryan could feel how cold it was except the rubbery part at where his balls met the metal pieces. They had to be in inch each and oddly it was making Ryan's dick yard. Rock lift up Ryan balls and grabbed the butt plug and pulled it out. Ryan yelped in the ball gag and Rock said, Ingrim always wrecks a boy cunt, well looks like you will need something bigger. Rock went to the far end of the room and pulled into the light a machine with a large dildo on it. He unscrewed it and pulled out an even larger one and screwed it on. Then he turned to Ryan and said that is better. He pushed it over and then climbed up on the bed and pulled down two restraints and pulled each leg up and slipped it round each of Ryan's feet and let them rest in the air exposing his ass and balls. Ryan then felt the big dildo as his hole and Rock lubed it up and left it there. Next he felt the two metal clasp on his testicles move and then tighten. The dildo was pushed and it slide into his ass and then one foot was released and Rock said leave your leg up boy. Then the other and he repeated himself. Ryan lowered his legs a little and his balls were stretched and he did it again and they really hurt. He lifted his legs and relief., See Jonny was right you are a quick study. You know realize that if you lower your legs you will pull and stretch your testicles and if you lower them enough you will do some real damage. You do not want to do that do you boy? Answer me and with that Rock shocked him with electric. Ryan jumped and his legs lowered enough to make him feel like he was being racked. Nod your head fucker if you understand me. Ryan nodded and Rock said good boy, now I am going to start the fuck machine. Once you open up I will push it further in but for now we need to stretch that pussy. Ryan heard the motor as the dildo pulled back and little and then shoved itself back in and back and fourth. Ryan began to enjoy it and Rock hit him again with electric but this time on one of his testicle and Ryan made a load muffled roar and lowered his legs and sounded off again before pulling them back up. This went on for twenty minutes till Ryan was crying and then the motor stopped, the dildo was deep in and his balls were slightly released. The cage came off and then rock started to lick the boys body. I love a clean boy with no tats. You have a few more days before you are marked up and I get to have you anytime I want you. I just paid Jonny for your use. Ingrim also! Ryan thought fuck, what happened with just a few hours. The ball gag was removed and Ryan was given something to drink and a straw. He hoped it was the juice that relaxed him that G but nope. Rock did not believe it for his work. He then started up the motor as he tightened the cord on the kids testicles and Ryan began to moan until he dropped his legs too low and a yelp came out of him and then the electric shock on the other testicle and this screech out of the boy and Rock said that's it boy.. More of that get me so hot. He punished Ryan for another ten minutes and then let him rest as he grabbed his half hard dick and a sound and started working it in the boys urethra and the boy moaned and whimpered. You like that boy don't you. You are such a fucking little whore this went on for five minutes and then without much warning Rock said open your fucking mouth and he got up and fucked Ryan's throat with his 8" dick till he came down his throat. He got off the bed and zipped up as he ran his hand across the boys abs and Ryan thought now is he gonna let me up. Boy you will get better, you have a lot more work before we let you go and he walked out of the room leaving Ryan there speechless looking up. Holy fuck I can not keep doing this he thought.

*****WRITER'S NOTE: This story contains bits of cross-dressing/sissy hypno stuff. I know not everyone enjoys that sort of stuff, but its one of my kinks, and it comes out a bit here. Other than that, enjoy! If you want to see more of this tale, let me know, since I have a lot more scenes I wish to write to add to it. Also note that as this progresses, I took the wrote of 'unreliable narrator' , so as my character progresses through what you'll see happens, just note that I'm writing as he understands it. Hopefully its creative and you like the style. ***** "Bottom seeking top for fun tonight. Newish to the scene, but willing to learn and enjoy male on male fun. 6'3" 180lbs geeky build, white, 35yo, 7" if that matters. Have no hangups on race or age, though I tend to like older tops. HMU." This was the ad that I posted, on a very boring afternoon. I was horny, having split from my wife nearly a year ago. I had fantasies about sex with men, and watched a lot of porn and really got into it. I felt more at ease wanting to get fucked, even playing with toys. As much as I enjoyed fucking girls, I just didn't find fucking another guy all that interesting. But seeing a cock sliding in an ass, wishing it was me, really got my horniness up. But other than some fooling around in high school with a guy at work, I never messed with guys. I was on a4a and a couple of other sites and apps. I cruised through profiles, as I waited for someone to respond to my ad or even my various hints of attraction. After a half-hour, I got a few replies. I checked the messages and then looked at the profiles. One interested me. A black guy (which was a fantasy all to itself), in his 40s, who said he was all top, loved white bottom bois, and could host. His message was brief, just wanting to know if I might be interested and to know a bit more about me. His pics were hot, with him being bald with a little bit of a goatee. Not a lot of body hair. And what looked like a sizable 8" or more cock. My horniess got to me and I responded back, explaining "I hadn't been with a guy in ages, and that was just some mutual jerking off and sucking the guys cock. I was bi-curious, just because I had been with plenty of girls and had been married, though now divorced. I had been fantasizing about being with another man, and had been watching lots of gay porn. I saw myself as being the bottom, and wanted to try doing that with someone, especially if they could teach me the ropes. I was pretty open-minded to a lot of stuff sexually, and that I was used to playing with toys on myself. But really wanted to feel the real thing, though safety first. I'm Keith btw." A few minutes later, he responded. "CeeCee. Not sure if you like black men or not, but as your profile and ad said, you have no hangups. I really like white bottoms, and love to teach them how to enjoy sex with men, especially black men. I hope you really don't have racial hangups, cause you're cute and I can see having a lot of fun with you. I can host at my house, got toys, lube, all sorts of porn, both gay, straight, whatever. I'll teach you everything you want to learn and probably some stuff you never thought about. Just want you to have an open mind." My dick got hard reading that. I wasn't sure what all he meant, but it was exciting me. I replied back. "Definitely interested. I just need an address and a phone number. I'll start to get dressed and such." A minute later, I got his response of his address and phone number. I popped it in my phone and sent CeeCee a message. I asked if needed me to bring anything, besides my toys, lubes, condoms, and poppers. He said that was fine if I wanted, but he had everything we'd need at his place. Just to come on over. He was excited to meet me, and hoped I was too. I told him that I was, as I was rock hard and really wanting to play. He just sent back a smiley face. It took me about 30 minutes to get to his place. He had messaged me a few minutes before I got there to park on the street outside his house. His house was just a regular run of the mill house in the suburbs, with not too many neighbors, lots of trees and such blocking views from what I could tell. I quickly got out and walked up to the door. I nervously knocked and then waited. I heard him unlock the door and open it. And there he was. He was just slightly shorter than me, but very much as his profile and stats said. And was very handsome. He had just a tank top and a pair of basketball shorts on. I could slighly see his bulge through them. He greeted me with a handshake. "Keith?" "Yep, CeeCee?" I stupidly reply, shaking his hand. He ushered me into his living room, closing and locking the door behind me. "Wow, you really are cute. Yeah, gonna have some fun with for sure." CeeCee said, eyeing me up. I slightly blushed, not really used to being called cute, but this was a whole new experience for me. "Come, let's go to my bedroom, get comfortable, talk a bit, and see what happens." "Sure." I meekly said, as he directed me through his house. Down a short hallway past a bathroom, was his master bedroom. He had a large king sized bed, with the covers off it, along with a mountain it seemed of pillows. A large 50" TV was mounted across from it with some interracial gay porn playing on it. I saw bottles of lube, poppers, and toys out on a dresser by the bed. "Sit." I put my bag down near the bed, and then got on the bed. He slid in next to me, and put his hand on mine. "So, let me get this straight. You've never really been with another man, and you want to bottom? You're bi, bi-curious, been with girls, been married, now divorced?" "Yep, divorced. Been alone and well horny for almost a year now. Started watching porn to past the time, slowly going from straight to gay, and just wanted to finally experience it." "Well hopefully you'll experience a lot today. So let's just go over some stuff. I want to figure out what your limits are and to know what all you want to get into. I mean, we don't have to do anything you don't, but I'm very willing to teach you." "Sure, what do you want to know?" "Kissing, making out?" "Yes." "Sucking? Getting sucked?" "Both, though I'll be honest, its been a while since I did any sucking, and well my toys don't look as thick as yours." "No worries. Rimming, eat ass?" "I'm game to have it done to me, and I used to love doing it to several girls that let me." "Well you said you want to try bottoming, and that you don't really want to top, which works for me, I don't ever bottom to guys." "I love using my toys of myself, so wouldn't mind feeling the real thing. THough condoms." He kinda smirked a bit at the condom comment. "If you want me to use condoms, I will, but I prefer the real thing. I'm sure you barebacked plenty of girls, including your ex-wife. Trust me, its like that with guys too, even for bottoms." "Well you know, just worried about catching stuff, HIV and what not. I mean I saw on your profile that you were negative, so I trust you." He smiled a bit. "Yes, I'm negative. But just know if you're gonna put up ads and such online, you'll find not everyone tells the truth, and if you're gonna bottom, you'll run the risk regardless." "True." "Okay...let's see. How about dominant, submissive stuff? Think I could be like your master, you my little submissive fucktoy?" I kinda got hard with that last comment. It had been one of my fantasies, especially just thinking and believing that's how bottoms should be. "Yes. I'd like to try that. Though just don't be like overly mean. I hate those aggressive types that just hurt their slaves if they disobey. I want to obey you and serve you, so maybe like an even hand?" He chuckled just a bit. "Gotcha, gotcha. Cool. What about being tied up or restrained?" "SUre, I guess. I did a bit of that with my ex, kind was hot. So yeah maybe see what it's like the other way around." "I guess you're fine with any type of porn, so don't really need to go into there." "Yeah. I guess my only real limits I can think of is no scat, cause ew, maybe cbt, cause ouch, and maybe not leaving marks?" "That I can agree with. I'm glad to see you have an open mind, and well there's always lots of thing people don't think about doing sexually right away. I'll always ask, and if you don't want to try stuff, I won't force you." "Works for me." CeeCee got up from the bed. "Come, why don't you take a shower and get cleaned out, and then we'll have some fun. You do know how to clean out right?" "Yeah, I've done that before with kits and such." He ushered me into the bathroom. He got a towel out of the closet, pulled out a shaverazor and pointed to the soap in the tub. Attached to his showerhead was a long metallic hose. "Okay, cool. Well this is a showershot. It'll really clean you out, but be careful with it. Just turn the water pressure low using that nozzle, and also cool the water down, don't want it too hot. So do you mind shaving your cock, balls, and ass? I like my pretty bois to be smooth." I laughed. "I actually tend to shave it anyways, but couldn't hurt to make sure it's fully done." He laughed with it too. "Good, good. Oh yeah, lots of fun we're gonna have. Okay Keith, take all the time you need, and make sure you clean up afterwards for me, okay?" "Will do." I started to strip as he went to the door. As I got fully naked, I saw him checking me out with a grin on his face, before he shut the door. It took a bit to get used to the showershot, and once it was done and I felt I was cleaned out, I shaved as CeeCee instructed. He had a bigger tub and shower than I did, so I was able to reach a lot of places better. I then finished my shower, dried off, and made sure the tub was cleaned. I saw he had some mouthwash, so I did a quick swig. I was definitely horny to try kissing a guy. I put my clothes back on and went to his bedroom. He was laying on his bed, propped up by the mountain of pillows. He had taken off his tank top, and was showing a very smooth chest. He had also taken off his short and was wearing a very constraining pair of briefs. The outline of his cock was very visible, and definitely made me drool a bit just thinking about what I was about to start playing with. He smiled as he saw me enter. "Feel better?" He pointed to my bag. "Go ahead and strip down. If you want to be naked, you can. Up to you?" I blushed a bit, but did as asked. I made it a point to bend over as I pulled off my boxers. He could hear him slightly whistle, and it made me smile. I then crawled into bed next to him, feeling slightly nervous but excited. CeeCee put his hand on my hand. "So, let's just be clear on things. I think you're very cute and I definitely want to have some fun with you. I love that you want to be submissive, as I love dominating white bois. And the fact that you are inexperienced is icing on the cake. Cause I have such wonders to introduce you to. First, no means no if I ask you twice, got it? Second, if you're going to be my sub, are you willing to do whatever I ask or order of you, barring saying no if I ask twice?" I leaned a bit back, thought about it, and then agreed. "I'm fine with that. I feel that's my place, to be a submissive bottom boi for a hot dominant top. I'm willing to do what you want, and if I'm not comfortable, I'll say it." CeeCee smiled. "I just want to be clear about things. I have a lot to show you, and I hope you'll agree to trying everything we do today, and hopefully tomorrow. Got any plans?" I was a bit confused, since I figured this was just sex, which might be a few hours. But I didn't have anything planned for the next few days, since I was off from work. "I'm game. Sir? Master?" He chuckled. "Sir is fine. Alright, then one last thing. Ever done any type of drug?" I was taken back a bit. I hadn't even thought of stuff like that. I barely drank alcohol, and mostly just vaped cigs. Hell I hadn't done pot since high school, with my first girlfriend. "You mean like pot? I haven't done that since high school, and while I haven't been drugged tested for work, they do have random ones, though again, never had one." "Well see, I love to do some stuff that really enhances sex. Really brings out the lust, the horniness, and makes you feel amazing. Can even really show you what your hiding from yourself. Who you truly might be, sexually. I know you mentioned poppers, which aren't really a drug. Basically the stuff I have, its like being on poppers constantly, though using them with this stuff can be really fun too." I was a bit curious now. I hadn't really had sex with anyone since my ex-wife and I split. And I was horny but nervous. But here this handsome man wanted to teach me new experiences, even enhance those experiences. I was a bit conflicted about work, but since I appeared straighlaced at work, doubtful I'd even be tagged for a random drug test. "Okay Sir, I'm willing to try. I mean if you think it'll make my first time more memorable, then yeah let's do it." He smiled at me, and then pulled me in for my first male-on-male kiss. It was a basic kiss, but still hit a button. "Okay boi, that's what I'm going to call you. I'll ask again, are you willing to try some drugs with me? I'll explain how they work, and I'll make sure you're handling them well." "Yes Sir, I want to try." Ceecee clapped his hands. "Ooh we're gonna have some fun for sure." He opened the drawer to his side table. He pulled out a small black leather bag, a small mirrored-top tray, and then sat it on his bed. He then got up, opened a drawer on another cabinet, and pulled out another bag, along with a couple of glass bongs. He then sat back on the bed, pushing his stuff in the middle. He opened up the smaller bag and pulled out a small bag which looked like it had some white crystals in it. He also pulled out some pills. "Okay boi, see that mini-fridge over there? Go get some of the Gaterades I have in it, along with some bottle water." I did as he asked, as he pulled out more stuff from his leather bad. I handed him the bottles, which he put on the side table. I sat back down, watching him in awe, though my heartbeat in nervousness. I even thought to myself, what am I getting myself into? "So obviously you know about weed. I got some good stuff here that will defininitely wake you feel horny as hell, and slightly mellow you out. I'll pack it in a bit." He grabbed a couple of pills. "This is Molly, or Xtasy, MDMA. I'm sure you've heard of it too. Pop these okay?" I nodded, popped them in my mouth, and took a swig from the gaterade. "In about 20-30 minutes, you'll start to feel them. You'll feel a small little rush, like little waves of horniness hitting you. Kind of like how poppers can hit you. Then it'll start getting a bit stronger, till you peak out, in which you'll probably be very very horny. Trust me, it's great. You'll love it." He smiled. "MMm...that does sound fun. How long does it last?" I could feel a slight tingle happening, but was probably just placebo effect. "Bout a few hours, though you'll peak hard for maybe an hour or two. If you like it, I'll give you another one to top it off." He held up the baggie with the white crystals in it. "This is Tina. I'm sure you know it by another name. But before you start to back away, just know you agreed to this. Tina can be addictive, but you control it, not it controls you, understand?" I had heard the name. Tina or meth. But he was right. I agreed, and nodded. "It's meth, I get it. So what does it do, besides keep you up for days." CeeCee laughed. "It can if you do a lot, if you don't take care of yourself. But I will watch how you react to it, and I'll watch how much we do. But as to what it does...it gives you a lot of energy, makes you feel invincible, and really opens you up. You think you're open-minded now? Tina busts the door down in your little dirty mind and lets out all those things holding back your true self. When we get through, you'll have a new appreciation for life, for sex, for who you are. And Tina's gonna show you the way." He took out a few crystals, and loaded up into a chamber on one of the glass bongs. "Now you can do Tina in a few ways. You can eat, which most just do for that extra energy kick. You can snort it, which gives you a quick high, but it can hurt your nose if you do it wrong or don't crush up the crystals enough. You can smoke it, which we're going to do. You can also do a booty bump, which is when you insert some in your ass. Burns slightly, takes a few minutes to melt, unless we melt it in some water and squirt it up there. But once it hits, you get a stronger effect. You'll get super horny real fast. And the other way is slamming. That's when you shoot it up. Depending on the dosage, you get a rush that is heaven, and you'll...well maybe one day you'll try it. But for now, we'll smoke and see how you like it." I was a bit scared, but was slowly coming around. I also could slightly feel something going on. "Sounds fun." "Oh it is boi, lots of fun." He opened up the bigger bag and pulled out a small bottle and a small needless syringe. "This is the last thing we're going to try. Its called G or GHB. Basically its like having some of the feelings that alcohol gives you with a good bit of horniness to it. It'll slightly ease down the edge that Tina will give you, but it'll also loosen you up as well. Since you're new to all this, I won't give you a lot. Just becareful in the future. Too much and you'll pass out, even stop breathing. And never do it with alcohol, it'll kill you." He pulled a bit into the syringe, checking the measurement. "It's got a slight bitter, almost soapy taste. So you'll want to chase it down with the gaterade. Open up." I leaned over, mouth open. He placed the syringe and slowly squirted in my mouth. He was right that it had an odd taste. I quickly did a swig of my drink. "Ewk, yeah that's got a weird taste. So when should I feel this?" He did a shot himself, and then took a sip of his drink. "Maybe 20 minutes or so. Bout the time the molly will kick in, give or take. You'll kinda feel a bit drunk, but definitely will feel a bit more relaxed. But once we do some tina and some of weed, you'll be in heaven period." I purred. "Mmmm...well let's keep going." I was starting to feel more horny, so the molly was starting to hit a bit. He put the bottle of G on the bedside table, along with the tray and bags. He took out a larger lighter, and clicked the flame to life. "So with smoking tina, we have to heat it up a bit. Now you can smoke it with a pipe, which I don't like to do. I prefer bongs or bubblrs. You get a smoother hit and the effect is much better. Now I'll do the first hit to show you how do it, and then I'll have you do a few hits, okay?" I nodded. "Now, when you're about to take a hit, I want you to push all the air out of your lungs, got it? Just breathe out. And then you'll put your lips on here, and then I want you to slowly inhale and don't stop until you feel like you can't inhale anymore. Then let it out quickly, don't try to hold it in. You'll kind of waste it, in a way. It's not like pot." He waved his torch around the bulb, and I could see the crystals making a puddle, little clouds starting to form. He pulled off, letting in cool, then back to heating it, as he took a bit. He then exhaled a cloud towards me. "Ready?" I emptied my lungs, reached to help hold the bong, and pressed my lips to the shaft. Slowly I inhaled, feeling the tina hitting my lungs. I kept going and going, and heard CeeCee say "Exhale." I let out a big cloud. And felt a small rush of energy, like my head was sparkling. "Good job. Again." Exhale, inhale. He pulled off, as I let out another big cloud. "Doing good boi, doing good. Sir is gonna bring out the slut in you tonight." He did a hit, longer than his first one. I watched in awe, as the horniness and energy kicked in. He then waved me to come closer, and he kissed me, opening my mouth to exhale. I inhaled and then let it out once he pulled away. "That's called shotgunning, which Im sure from smoking weed you've done." "Oh yeah. Whew. Oh I can definitely feel that. Like I'm tingly and horny, and just wow." My cock was starting to get hard, and I could slightly feel the waves coming on as well. "I think the molly is kicking in as well." "Good, good. Let me pack this weed real fast then." He pulled out a packer and a small bag of weed and started on that. I turned my attention towards the porn. My hands unconsciously feeling up my chest and nipples. I hadn't been this horny ever, even with doing heavy hits of poppers. My energy was through the roof, like I could run a million miles an hour. And I was really focused on the porn. Was a black guy with a very large cock pounding away at a white guy. My thoughts drifted to wanting to be that guy, and I whispered to myself 'soon, soon you'll be fucked by a big black cock." "And that's the other effect of Tina. You'll talk a bit, but its okay. Let it out. Nothing you say will weird me out, I love hearing guys on tina talk about fantasies, kinks, things they'll never really say out loud. That's the power of tina. Here, do another hit for me." CeeCee said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yes. sir. I want to do anything for you." I purred out. I could barely believe I said that, but I wanted it. I truly felt it. I crawled over to him, as he held the bong up. He lit the torch, and told me to hit it. Exhale, then the slow inhale. I wanted more, so I kept on a bit more, before pulling off to exhale out a large cloud. The lighter clicked again, so I did another hit. CeeCee smiled, and in my mind, he looked like a fucking onyx god. I felt more aware of his presence, his masculinity. He didn't even seem gay, like I couldn't picture him wanting to be with men. But here he was with me, this boi who wanted to experience sex with him. His chest was starting to sweat, his nipples hard which I wanted to play with. And his cock...I could see it hardening as it desperately tried to be contained. "That's what I'm talking about. You're going to be such a slut for me and you don't even know it." He put the tina bong down on the table, and picked up the bong for the weed. I started to touch his legs, the first time I actually made a move. I was horny and I was wanting him. I could feel the molly kicking in, as the waves were getting stronger and I was lost in various erotic thoughts. I started to kiss up his legs, which he spread his legs a bit for. I kissed and licked up his thigh, as I knelt in between his legs. I brushed my lips against his bulge, smelling his manly musk. I kissed and licked along the outline of his cock, and just wanted to free it so I could suck on it. I could tell he was getting hard, and he was going to be thick and large. I licked and sucked along the head, back down to his balls. "Yeah, that's my slut. You're getting there. All nice and pliable. I'll have you sucking my cock, my big black cock, and you'll be in white boi heaven. I'm gonna make you feel like the gurl you know you want to be." His words hit a button in my head, and I knew him to be right. I had watched popper videos that talked like this though it didn't quite do a lot to me. But now I was craving that. Yes, I wanted to be his gurl, his bitch. I wanted to worship this man, suck his cock, taste his cum, let him fuck me. Let him fuck me. Yes, let him fuck me, let me feel his cock inside me. Let him pound away at me. I want to feel him in me. Yes, I want to feel him breed me. My thoughts were all over the place about this. I wanted to be safe, but in my lust-driven mind, I didn't care. I wanted to be whatever this GOD wanted me to be. I wanted to be his. "Anything you want CeeCee, sir, master. I'll do anything you want. I am yours." My words came out slightly slurred, probably the g from what he was saying would happen. I pulled myself up a bit, though I kept one of my hands rubbing his cock, while the other was tweaking my own nipples. I was so fucking horny, just lost in thoughts of sex sex sex. "Oh I know slut, I know. And I'll have you doing a lot of things you probably didn't think about wanting to do, or fantasizing about. I'm gonna keep you high and horny and I'm going to turn you into a white fucktoy cumslut. I may even take you out and have you enjoy other men using you. Sound hot to you?" "OH fuck yeah sir, oh that sounds hot. You want me sucking other cocks, getting fucked. Fuck yeah, I want all the cocks. All the cocks fucking me. I want yours fucking me master." The words just rolled off my tongue. I knew them to be true, to be what I wanted. I was so fucking lost in horniess. CeeCee hit the bong, then held it, before pulling me into shotgun it. I held it for a bit, before letting it out. He then turned the bong to me, lit it, and I did a deep pull. I held it before having to cough. I could feel it hit really hard. He did another hit, then shotgunned me again. "One more my slut, one more." I hit it again, and held it longer, before letting it out. I rolled over to lay back a bit, as I felt the molly, tina, g, and weed hitting me hard. I was extremely horny, slightly drunk, very energetic but mellowed, and I just felt amazing all over. My hands were all over my body, my cock hard, my nipples electric. Every part of me just felt like I could just burst with everything going on with me. CeeCee put the bong down, chuckled, and he got up off the bed. He pulled out a tablet, pressed a few things on it, and then handed it to me. It was starting to play a video. He then handed me a bottle of poppers. "I'm going to go get a few things, so I want you to do a few heavy hits of those, then just watch the video till I get back." "Yes sir." I slurred out, as I set the tablet on the bed. I unscrewed the top, exhaled, put the bottle to my nose, and slowly inhaled for a good 10-12 seconds. Exhaled, then again. And again. I put the top back on as the poppers began to hit me. I focused on the video. It was one of those popper videos that dealt with the sissy lifestyle. Of basically being a girl for a guy. Dressing up, being sexy, being a slut, being used. Flashing words, technobeat music, while scenes of various sex acts accorded. Mostly white females and white guys sucking and getting fucked by black men. I focused hard on it, hitting the bottle as instructed. I was so lost with everything in my system. I didn't even realize that CeeCee had come back until the video ended, almost 15 minutes. My mind was gone. Replaced with this new personality. This white cumslut fucktoy who needed to be sexy and dress up and worship her man, be used by him and other men. "Slut, I need you to put these one." CeeCee surprised me, as he stood at the edge of the bed. My black GOD was back, and he was commanding his slut to do his bidding. He pointed to some panties and stockings he had put on the bed. I didn't hesitate, I knew I had to do this. It was even easy to put on, like I was born to know to do it. They were lacy and black, with a hole in the middle, obviously for fucking my fuckhole. I rolled the stockings up and attached them to the garter belt. "Now stand up and come before me." I quickly got off the bed, though slightly stumbled due to balance being off. I walked over to my black master, and clasps my hands behind my back, meekly but lustly looking at him. He looked me straight in the eyes, into my soul. "Yes, there's the slut Im wanting to make. I told you I would bring her out, and I'm going to help you experience everything. Im going to teach you how to please a man, how to worship him. You're going to be used tonight. You want that slut?" I was so horny. Everything was taking over, controlling me. I wanted this. I truly did. I wanted to be his slut, to worship him, to be used. Whatever he wanted. "Yes my master. I want it. I want you. I want everything you want to do to me. I am yours." "You didn't have much a choice now." He smiled, evily. He went over to his dresser and pulled out what looked like clamps. He then walked back and attached them to my very hard nipples. The pain was bearable, but it nearly made me cum. "Oh you like that huh? Yeah tina and molly tend to make bitches nipples sensative. These will do the trick for you. Plus you have those nice perky ones anyways." I still stood there, not moving, just lost in horny thoughts, even slight whispering some begging to do something. CeeCee leaned in close, caressing my check with one hand, as his other hand roamed my body. "You look damn sexy in those, especially with that little cute ass of yours. Your pics don't do you justice. But I'll handle that later. I know what you want and need to do now. You know what that is slut?" "Sir? I'm so fucking horny, I'll do anything. I want to please you, suck that big black cock of yours. I want to rim you if you want. Anything master, please." "That you will. Get those poppers, then come and kneel before me." He commanded. I quickly grabbed them from the bed, and knelt on the floor in front of him. He still had on his briefs, but they were barely containing his cock. "Take a hit, then another, and then beg for what you want. Like a proper slut." I hit the bottle 3 times, before putting it down. I looked up at him, picturing the most slutty girl look in my head. "Please my master, my god, may I please suck your cock? Let me worship this big black rod, please?" CeeCee smiled. "Yes my slut, worship this god's cock. Show me how a good gurl does it." He spread his legs slightly apart, as I reached up to feel it still encased. I kissed it, licked it, before reaching to pull it, It was thick, almost like a beer can, and nearly 9" long. The head was glorious, as I held the shaft in my hand. I leaned into lick it, as I pulled his briefs down, his rod slapping me in the face. I took hold of it and wet it with my lips and spit, before finally sucking it in. I was in lust, in love, with this cock. It was my world now. Suck it, lick it, worship it. I don't even know how long I was doing it. He held my head a few times, pushing me further down on it, while encouraging me to open my throat up. He somehow pushed me back against his bed and fucked my mouth. I licked and worshipped his balls. He even let me rim him which I loved doing, making him moan. We eventually switched to him on the bed on his back, with me laying in between his legs just drooling all over his cock. He encouraged me with words, belittled me, made me feel sexy and slutty all at the same time. I was his and he knew it. This was what I wanted, what I needed, who I truly am. After a bit, I could tell the drugs were starting to wear off a bit. He noticed, and asked me how I was doing. I told him I was good, great. He suggested a small break. Drink some water. Chill a bit. He switched the tablet to another video that he made me watch, though without doing any poppers. Same type, with a very hypnotic type feel to it. This was more catered towards getting fucked and used, and it really turned me on. He got off the bed and left the room, coming back a few minutes later with a couple of towels. He spread them on the bed, and told me to lay on top of one, on my back, but still to watch the video, and not pay attention to him. I obeyed like a good slut. As I laid there, I could feel him get between my legs. He start sucking my cock, while playing with my hole. I then felt his tongue, and he started to rim me. I moan in pleasure, not realizing just how much I would enjoy this. He told me to relax and just let him get me warmed up. He was going to rim me for a bit and then put in a toy start stretching me out a bit. He wanted my first feel of a real cock in me to not be too painful, considering his girth. He kept at it, occasionally finger me, and coaching me through letting him penetrate me. After a bit, I felt him slowly slide a toy in me. There was a slight burn to it, but I figured that was lube. He worked it in me for a few minutes, before switching to a slightly thicker one. I moaned as he pressed them into me, and I felt a sense of horniess coming back. He saw the reaction and told me he had slipped in some molly. He eventually left the last toy, a very thick plug, in me, before coming back to his side of the bed. "I think you're definitely enjoying yourself. How do you feel slut? Feel good? Feel good for your black god?" He smiled at me, as he picked up the weed bong. I was tweaking my nipples, staring up at him lustfully. "Very much master. I love this so much. I just want to feel this all the time, want to serve you, worship you. I want you cock in me so bad. THis toy is a bad tease." I could feel the molly hitting a bit faster, adding to what was already in my system. "Well we have some options. First though, we'll do a couple of good hits of this wonderful stuff here." He did a decent hit, and then shotgunned it with me. "Do a hit, hold it." I did as instructed, and held it a good long bit before finally having to let it out. Again he commanded, and I obeyed. "Now, we could smoke some more tina, get you pretty spun up. You'll be really horny, as you've seen." He sat the bong down, and reached into the leather pouch, pulling out two needles. "Or, we can really ramp this up. I told you about slamming, and I see that you really enjoy the tina. If we do this, you'll be under her spell for a while. You'll be so horny, especially if I time it just right as that molly I bumped you hits, that you'll be more than ready to get fucked by me. I will make you feel every bit that gurl that you know you want to be." I thought to the video he made me watch. The imagery was burning in my head. Be controlled. Let go my manhood. Be a gurl. Be used. Be fucked. Be bred. By black men. By all men. By master. I saw his cock, rock hard and solid, and I knew I had to give him my hole, his hole. There was no turning back. I was enthralled and wanted more. Needed more. "Please master, slam me. Take me, use me, whatever you want. I want this, need this." He grinned and then kissed me on the lips. "Like you had a choice my slut." The way he said it made my entire body tingle, with excitement and even more lust. "I already prepared these. So here's how it works. I'll tie you off, get your veins raised. Swab it, and I'll prick you. I'm sure you've had shots before. I only need you to tell me if it burns more than a second. Once I'm in, I'll draw it, make sure I get a register, and once that happens, I'll slowly push the slam into your vein. When it's all in, I'll pull out, pop off the tie. You'll put the swab on it, and then raise your arm above your head, got it?" I nodded. "Yes sir. And then what happens? How does it feel?" "Remember how after the first few hits of smoking tina, you got a ton of energy and got horny? Its like that but tens, hundreds time more intense. It'll start to rise, especially after you raise your arm up a bit. Everything will feel faster yet your more focused. ANd then when the rush hits, its bliss. You'll be overwhelmed with lust, you'll be begging for cock. You'll do anything I want to you because its pleasure and that's all you want. And well with the molly I bumped you, you're going to be in a whole other world." I was already feeling the molly kicking in, the waves of pleasure rolling over me. Now to know that I would be lost to even more of this, I knew I wanted to try it. And I knew it would lead me to getting fucked, which I desperately was craving at that point, especially with the thick plug he had in me. I stuck my arms out towards him. "Please slam me sir." "As you wish slut. No turning back anyways." He got up, went to his dresser, and pulled out a keyboard. He changed the porn on the big screen to straight interracial. He selected a long video of several black guys fucking a couple of very beautiful girls. I was enthralled, mesmerized. My brain wanted to be the girls working those big cocks. I also started to get up to start working his cock, but Ceecee stopped me before I could. "I know you're horny for my cock, but just you wait my fucktoy, just you wait." He had me sit up, and tied off my left arm. He turned on a lamp on his bedside table, and checked my arms for my veins. He had me make a fist a few times, and then felt up one he wanted to use. He took out a swab and handed it to me, and then used another one to clean the site. He then took one of the needles, popped off the top, squirted a bit to make sure no air was in it, and then looked at me. "Now once I slam you, and the rush hits, I know that you'll probably be a bit twacked out. I just want you to relax and let it take you. I'll be watching to make sure you're fine before I do mine. And once I do mine, I'm going to do everything I want to you, and you're going to love it. You're going to feel like one of those bitches up there, and that's all you need to be. Right slut?" "Yes my master. I'm just a slut that needs to be fucked and used." "Damn, I found a good one to turn." I really didn't understand what he meant, as the molly was getting stronger, and I was getting hornier. He pressed on my vein again, and then I felt the prick. I didn't even tense up, nor did I feel any burning, and he saw that I was fine, as he registered the hit. He started to push the tina into me, as he undid the clasp around my bicep. I felt him pull off, and I did as asked, placing the swab on the site, as I lifted my arm up. I coughed. My lungs felt a slight burn, and I coughed. I felt my energy spike up. My eyes started to slightly wiggle, as I watched the porn infront of me with heavy focus. Time felt like it was slow and yet I was aware of everything. I was speaking fuck fuck fuck, but it didn't even feel like it was coming from me. My entire body felt electric, and I could feel the toy in my ass, the clamps still on my nipples, and his fingers as he touched my chest. I looked into his eyes with lust and want, of obedience and submission. "That's it slut, ride the rush. Play with yourself, think about all that you want, and focus on the bitches on screen." I turned my gaze to the screen in front of me, transfixed. I watched as these huge black cocks just pounded into tiny white pussies, tits dangling and bouncing. I moaned that I wanted to get fucked, I wanted black cock in me, that I was a white bitch. My hands played with my cock that barely seemed to even be there. Every jerk felt electric all over, and I was just lost in the entire situation. I heard the snap of the clasp, and Master's moan as his rush hit him. He slid into the bed next to me, and pulled my lips to him. We started to make out, hands exploring. My hands went down his sides to his thighs, and finally on a very rock hard cock. His grabbed and kneaded my chest, pulling a bit on the clamps. That sent an amazing feeling of pleasure and pain through my entirety and I moaned in his mouth. I pulled off, looking at him like he was everything to me. I started to kiss down his neck, across his chiseled chest. I licked and sucked on his nipples, getting a moan out of him. I kissed further down, across his ab, as his thick dick twinged for me, precumming. I lapped it up, like it was the only thing I could drink from now on. I slowly moved my body around so that I was kneeling in between his legs, worshipping his cock, his balls. I licked and sucked, moaning like a true bitch in heat, as I took care of my Master. I seemed to have no problems getting it all the way in my throat, taking his nearly 9" beer-can thick cock all the way down without gagging. I looked at him for approval, and was met with equal lust. As I worked his cock, I could hear his words echoing in my ears. That he knew he had found the right white boy to turn into a black cock worshipping cumslut. That he would keep me high the next few days so that he could enjoy his new hole to pound out. THat he was going to call a few of his friends over later to tag team me. That I would never be the same after this and that today was the first day of my new life. I moaned as I heard all this, as I accepted this, as I wanted this. All I cared about was this cock in front of me, wanting to feel it inside of me. The begging for wanting to get fucked came gutterly from me, as I kept on working his rod. I was even absent-mindedly fucking the plug with my other hand. "Time for you to feel your Master's big black cock. Time for you to become a gurl for me." I heard him command. He pulled himself up off the bed to grab lube. He handed me a different bottle of poppers. He then started arranging the pillows in middle of the bed. "I need you to lay on top of these pillows, and then lean down, arching your back up, legs spread." I did as Master told me. I had a full view of the screen. He was changing the porn. THis time it was of just a black guy who looked some what like my Master, and a white guy, though he was wearing stockings and a garter like me. As the actors fooled around on screen, I noticed that the white guy actually had tits, and I was actually watching a black guy with a white shemale. I was really turned on suddenly by it. I felt Master climb back on the bed, getting behind me. He adjusted me a bit to match the slight differences in height. He then pulled out the plug, which left me feeling totally empty, which I moaned as he withdrew it. "Soon enough slut, soon enough..." I heard a bottle being opened, and then the slight cold of liquid being poured around my hole. Fingers pressed in a few times, more lube. He pulled himself a bit closer, slapping my ass with his cock, rubbing it up and down and teasing my hole. I was even slightly wiggling my hips in anticipation. "Slut, it's time. First, you're going to take several heavy hits of those poppers. You stop when I say to stop, and you hold that last inhale in. Then you're going to feel me press against your hole. your Master's hole." His thick head slapped across my hole, his bitch's hole, sending a buzz through my body. "Now start huffing bitch." I exhaled, pressed the bottle to my nose and inhale slowly for a good 10-15 seconds. Let it out, did the next nostril. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. On my eighth inhale, I heard him stay stop, as the first hits started to want to take hold. I knew from experience this was gonna fuck me up, but I was in a whole different situation. I felt that head press against my hole, and I started to exhale slowly, as my ass opened up. Master's cock pushed in slowly, expanding my ass a bit more than the toys he had used on me. He slid back and forth a bit, inching further and further with each thrust. My horniess was kicking in exponentially between the slam, the molly hitting it high points, and the heavy hits of these stronger poppers Master made me us. Master pressed further and further in, with each thurst of his black rod making me moan. "That's it baby, take that cock for Master. Oh yeah this ass is tight and so good. Master's going to teach you how to use it. So good.." Master moaned, his fucking starting to get faster. He held one hand on my hips as he thrust into me. I was only able to moan out incoherent words, my brain so melted by everything in me. Faster his pounding sped up, deeper into me. I held on dearly to the bed as his fucking got stronger. I was lost in time with how long this pounding Master gave me. "Fuck me...harder...more..." I could barely utter the words, but its what my body wanted. I wanted to feel his black god cock inside me, as deep as possible, as hard as possible. I wanted to be like the stupid white bitches in the videos, because I knew in my heart, that was my fate. Fuck toy. Cock slave. White bitch for black meat. "That's what Master likes to hear. You even sound like a bitch now, so sexy my little sissy." He slowed his fucking of me and leaned down, grabbing a bit of my hair to pull my head back. He turned my head towards him, and I could see the lust in his eyes. "Now I want you to hit that bottle hard. Heavy hits. Deep hits. I'll tell you when to stop, and when I do, put down the bottle, reach back with both hands, and grab your ass. I want you to spread your cheeks so Master can deep fuck you like the bitch you are." "Yes my Master..." I moaned out, my brain overjoyed. He let go of my hair, and I took hold of the poppers once more. Master's cock was still inside me, every so slowly fucking me. I heard the bottle of lube open, the icy wetness applied by his hand to my ass and his rod. Slight burning, but I could have cared less. One deep hit, almost 10 seconds. Another deep hit, 11 seconds. Another. I hit them hard and deep as Master ordered. I was starting to almost passout at 12 hits, when Master ordered me to stop. I held the last hit, as I put the bottle down. My brain was already feeling the first few hits, but now I was seeing stars. I exhaled as I reached back, grabbing my ass. I held on dearly as the lustful waves of the poppers hit. Master pulled all the way out, wiped his cock around the lube he had squirted down my crack, spat on his cock a couple of times, and thrust back in, all the way, even deeper as before. There was a very noticeable burning sensation, but I was so lost in the poppers and chems. Master pulled back almost all the way out, spat again, and thrust even harder. Every thrust seemed to push further and further into me, and was sending me into even more of a lustful state. It felt like he was hitting my very soul, my being, with the hard pounding he was giving me. My face was buried in the bed as I moaned from his assault on my ass. I felt Master grab my head, pulling it up so that I could watch the porn on his big screen. He growled intently as he fucked my ass like a piston. "WATCH THE VIDEO YOU STUPID WHITE CUNT! THAT'S GOING TO BE YOU SOON! I'M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO FUCKING TRANNY WHORE AND SELL YOU OUT LIKE SO MANY GURLS I'VE TURNT. WHAT DO YOU SAY, WHORE?" "THANK YOU MASTER! ANYTHING YOU WANT MASTER! USE ME! FUCK ME! BREED ME! I'M A WHORE!" "WHOSE'S WHORE?" "MASTER'S WHORE!" "YES YOU ARE..." Master continued to furiously fuck my whore ass. I was lost in everything, as more drugs hit my system. Time lost all meaning. I watched countless females get fucked, guys getting fucked, gurls like me getting fucked. I laid there staring wide-eyed, twacked out, sniffing poppers, as this ebony god, this beautiful fantastic tyrant, this amazing handsome Master, fucked the ever living hell out of my pussy. Occasionally he would pull out, make me suck his cock off with his cum from breeding me, and then flip me over on my back and fuck me more. He pulled on the clamps, he'd slap my face, he'd choke me. He made me cum by fucking me and hitting my prostate. He had me so enthralled, and I loved every minute of it. At some point, I seemed to have been so far gone between everything he gave me, that I passed out. I woke up to a nearly dark room, laying in bed. A collar was placed around my neck, and I had restainsts on my wrists, though I could still move my arms. Master was sitting in a chair, watching porn, though I could barely register what was going on the screen. I was feeling very sore for the most part, slightly groggy, with a massive headache. "There's my little gurl. I was a bit worried after a bit, but you seemed to do fine." He got up from the chair, came over to the bed, and laid down next to me. "I hope you had fun, though there's more to come." My mouth responded before my brain. "As you wish my master. I am yours." My brain screamed in shock that I would say that, but the rest of me knew my place. Master leaned in near my ear, whispering "Prove it." EVen as my brain tried to tell my body to stop, I leaned over, my hand grasping Master's thick rod, and I easily took it into my mouth. Moaning, as I worshipped it. Loved it. Needed it. As I tasted his precum, my mind started to sync with my body, and I knew my place. Cock slave. Cumslut. Whore. "That's it baby, that's it. Know your place. Yes...worship that cock. Be a good gurl, make Master cum." I did as told, as good gurl. The mantra of my fate echoing in my head. My mouth was his to enjoy, to use. I was his. My fate...sealed. It didn't take long before I felt his warm cum hitting the back of my throat. I eagerly drank it down, not even letting off his cock. Once he stopped squirting this nectar, I pulled my mouth off and then became to lick his rod clean. All while moaning as this pleasured me inside. I leaned back, and looked at him for approval and next command. "I am yours." The words echoed from my mouth. "Yes, yes you are." Master said, smiling at me. I was his.

Part 44 - The Beast Unleashed It had been a hard couple of days adjusting to being in the house, often taking the wrong turn and taking longer than usual getting anywhere. The first night was difficult and weird having gone nearly 24 hours since Brad last shot with him heroine he spent most of the night on the bathroom floor in his own bedroom reeling from the aftermath vomiting for several hours. Ben stayed by his side making sure he drank so that he didn't dehydrate himself. As daylight broke Mark appeared rubbing his eyes. "How is he?" He asked leaning down kissing Ben. "It's longest he has slept and stopped vomiting" Ben stood up to stretch. Mark hugged him "Go and get some sleep I will stay with him" he told him. Ben shook his head "No it's fine Mark. Anyway your suppose to be running things whilst Angelo is away". "Okay, I will ask Stefan to come down later to see you" Mark suggested and Ben nodded. Javier woke up and pulled himself upright "I'm sorry" he said looking up them both. Ben rolled his eyes "Stop apologising Javy" he said "Think you can manage some coffee?" he asked. "Yes I think so, I need something to eat as well" Javier said standing up his stomach rumbling. Ben pointed to the shower "Shower first" he said "Josh is popping by later with some clothes". Ben stayed with him until he showered and lent him a t-shirt and some shorts, Javier laughed at how baggy the clothes looked on his slender body. Ben chuckled and apologised blaming Jordan for getting him in the gym and starting to work out, he then had to explain who Jordan was along with the others. By the time they went downstairs they could hear voices coming from the kitchen and found Stefan there who had made coffee and now preparing some breakfast, Franco was also there drinking coffee waiting for Mark to take him to work. "Morning guys, Javier how are feeling?" Stefan asked pouring them coffee. Javier half smiled "I don't know, how am I suppose to feel" he asked strangely "but I am happy to be here". "Here eat something Javier" Stefan said placing some fruit and yoghurt in front of him. Mark rushed through the kitchen grabbing coffee "When are we going to get a housekeeper" Ben asked stopping him. "When we find one we like, anyway we have 3 cleaners who come in so don't complain" Mark laughed kissing him. "Have you still not found one?" Stefan asked looking up "I know a few people I could call if you want". Ben chuckled "Unless they look like you and cooked naked I wouldn't be happy" he grinned. Mark lightly punched Ben on the arm "Enough of that you" he laughed putting his cup down. "What about Pedro up at Liongate, you know he can cook?" Stefan suggested. "And run the wrath of my parents, anyway Pedro is very happy at Liongate" Mark replied. Javier looked confused "Liongate, Pedro. This all sounds like code" he said feeling better after eating. Mark laughed "Sorry Liongate is my parents home, Pedro works there and we grew up together". "Pedro and Mark are really quite good friends you would never knew he worked there" Ben chipped in. "Why don't you take Javy up there later show him around?" Mark suggested. Ben stood up "Plenty of time for that, I promised to take Javy to the beach today" he replied. Mark and Franco left and Stefan started to tidy up "Why don't you come to the beach?" Ben asked him. "Me" Stefan asked chuckling "I have work to do" he replied. Ben laughed "What work there is no one there, come and have a day out with us". "Okay" Stefan said smiling as he continued cleaning the kitchen. "What is the deal with you and Franco?" Javier asked Stefan "I mean you two act like a couple". Stefan stopped and turn to look at him and Ben laughed "Don't ask they are like cat and mouse" Ben replied. Stefan's smile said it all "Sort of together but we are taking it slow" he replied. "Slow is not the word" Ben giggled "They have spent the last few months eyeing each other up until the wedding". Javier nodded lowering his head "I missed both of you getting married, sorry about that". "I told you stop apologising" Ben said then looking at Stefan "Pick you up at 1pm?". "Sounds good, what are your plans for this morning?" Stefan asked finishing his cleaning. "Taking Javy shopping, then walk around the neighbourhood" Ben suggested looking at Javier who nodded. Their afternoon at the beach as Javier called it was magnificent, he spent most of the time eyeing up the candy and swimming in the Pacific ocean with Ben and Stefan. Ben decided to go and get some sun but as he got to shore Javier noticed two strange but rather sexy men approach Ben, they had what looked like a brief conversation then took selfies with Ben before going on their way walking down the beach. Stefan put his arm around Javier and laughed looking at the strange expression on his face. "He is quite famous round here" Stefan said looking at Ben as he went to lay down. Javier looked at Stefan "Famous, in what way?" he asked. Stefan chuckled "He married Mark Davenport it is about as a famous as you can get without being an actor" he replied. Javier began to return more like the friend Ben knew back in Harrison over the next few days as he relaxed more and began to enjoy himself, they went to the beach most afternoons and Ben took Javier out to lunch with Stefan. He would often stand behind giggling when Ben got noticed, he began to understand Ben's life being a Davenport family member but for the most part it went over his head. He was just happy and came to terms with Brad and what his real motive was doing to him. Friday came around and he and Ben went around their usual daily things, his nerves showing a little as Ben brought Javier an evening shirt, trousers and shoes since they would be dining this evening at Liongate with Maddy and David. Ben explained that this was their Friday routine when they were in town whilst he tried the shoes on. Javier got his credit card out but the assistant told him it had been taken care of and handed him the bags. He looked at Ben who pretended to be looking at something avoiding getting in to a discussion in the shop. Javier shook his head and smiled at the assistant who addressed Ben by name and thanking them for visit. Today was also the first time he had been taken out in the limousine instead of Ben driving, Javier got in after handing the bags to the chauffeur and looked at Ben shaking his head. Ben just smiled and patted his knee causing him to laugh. Walking along St Cloud they met up with Stefan and Franco and continued up along Nimes road until they stood by the two stone lion statues, Mark tapped a code on an app on this phone and the gates opened. Javier was feeling a little jittery when saw the imposing Liongate mansion standing before him, his mouth open in surprise seeing the size of the place. Mark put his arm around him and said they would give him a tour later as they approached the front doors. The butler opened the doors and greeted them all by name and welcomed Javier he disappeared after telling them that Mr & Mrs Davenport were in the family room as usual. Mark understood that this might be a little intimidating and sure enough he saw Javier hesitate a little. "Are you okay Javy?" he asked. Javier nodded "Kind of, a little of my league here" he said nervously. Mark laughed "They are my parents Javy and they are quite normal" he said as Maddy appeared with Josh. "Hello everyone" she said "David and Bobby are discussing business, Josh and I are having cocktails". Mark and Ben went over to kiss Maddy "I hope your not getting Josh drunk" he laughed. Maddy waved her hand "Don't be daft were on virgin cocktails. This must be Javier" she said walking over to him. "Oh, Hi" Javier said nervously as Maddy hugged him. "Come on in Javier and make yourself at home" she said guiding him by his arm in to the family room. There followed half an hour of very normal conversation which took Javier by surprise at first before realising it was just a normal family, when David appeared he whisked Javier off and took him for a quick tour around Liongate. When they returned to join the rest Mark's sister and husband had arrived and the butler announced dinner was ready. Javier was pretty relaxed and got on really well with David chatting as they went in to the dining room. All through dinner Javier noticed how differently David treated Ben compared to Selina's husband John, he was polite to him but could see there was not the closeness that showed with Ben. Javier was use to having a housekeeper that prepared their meals but never in a situation where people actually served the food, yes he had been to restaurants but never had this kind of attention in a home like this. He was pretty chilled about it and polite until his eyes fixed on the handsome but ruggish looking Pedro, his composure fell apart in an very extraordinary way. Shifting in his seat, playing with his napkin, dropping his cutlery during every course. He just couldn't keep his eyes off him and concentrate on what was going on around the table. "Javier" David called out to him and he snapped back to the table "I asked how you enjoyed the beach?". "The beach" Javier looked and then caught up "Oh yes, it was great" he replied as everyone laughed. Ben was in fits at Javier's loss of concentration "Maybe we could have lunch with my father tomorrow?". "Your father?" Javier looked at him "Does he live out here?" he asked sounding surprised. Ben nodded "At Laguna Beach about a couple of hours from here with traffic". Javier smiled "That wold be great Ben, I haven't seen him since..." he trailed off. "It's okay Javy, since they broke up" Ben smiled at him "I see him quite often now". As the continued their conversation Javier noticed that Mark just stared at him with a strange smile on his face, initially Javier wondered what was going through Mark's head and shook it off when he saw that Mark would watch Pedro every time he came near Javier. Pedro fell in love on first sight seeing the spikey haired Latino walking in to the dining room talking with David, all he knew about him was that he was Ben's childhood friend. Every time he served Javier he would take his time and breath him in trying to take in his essence. He blushed as best he could when he found Mark staring at him grinning, trying to contain his feelings but Mark was no fool when it came to Pedro and reading him like a book. Pedro tried to keep his distance but found that when he wasn't serving his eyes would bore in to Javier urging him for some response. Everyone else around the table didn't seem to notice so at least he would only have Mark to deal with knowing that conversation was going to happen sometime this evening. Javier managed to get through dinner without any further mishaps and they retired to the family room for coffee. Maddy walked out of the dining room just ahead of Mark they were the last two leaving when she stopped and waited for him to catch up, she linked her arm through Mark's. "Well that was a disastrous meal" Maddy said chuckling "the service went down hill rapidly". Mark shook his head and laughed "You noticed" he said patting her hand. Maddy looked at him "What Javier's clumsiness when he saw him or Pedro's forgetfulness?" she asked. "Both" Mark said smiling "Javy is a really nice guy he just got in with the wrong person back in NY". "How long is he staying?" she asked out of interest. Mark looked at her "I don't know, until he feels it time to go back" they walked out to the pool terrace. Maddy sighed "What about his family?" she asked. "They told him to take as long as he needed. He finished college and was doing odd jobs as a pool boy". Maddy stopped "Strange occupation for someone like him" she remarked. "He was doing it through college so he has carried on doing it to earn his own money" Mark said. Maddy walked with Mark in silence for a moment "You should bring him up here to use the pool" she said. Mark stopped "Mother are you playing matchmaker?" he asked chuckling. "Pedro needs someone Mark and you now it would make us happy to see him settle with someone" she replied. Mark smiled knowing his mother only to well "Let it play out and see what happens". "God your so annoying when your right, just like your father" they laughed turning back towards the house. When they returned everyone was around Ben talking to Angelo and Ethan on a facetime call. Pedro had slipped off leaving the butler to finish serving coffee and went to his rooms to avoid the conversation with Mark, he had never felt this way and he knew it was Javier's doing, he fell back on the sofa in his lounge trying to make sense of it all. Taking off his shirt he ran his hand along his body wondering what Javier's would feel like, the images blazoned on his thoughts was Javier looking at him smiling as his ran his hand over the spiked hair and finally kissing him. He stood shaking his head and removed his trousers and went to the bathroom to shower before retiring for the night, maybe just maybe he thought to himself. After all he was really fed up with some the deadbeat one nighters and his regular fuck buddy who seemed only to want a booty call when he was lonely or in need of cock. Picking up a guy from the fuck app was easy as you didn't have to talk to them, it was just sex and no mindless chit chat was required. The last thing he wanted was to go through his life history and the desperate times he had endured before the Davenports took him in. He never expected much since it was just a job, settling in and learning his role from the butler he had also struck up a friendship with Mark and would often go to the beach with him in the afternoons. After several months Maddy and David gave Pedro bigger living quarters and gave him almost free run of the house, but he was respectful and only ever used the pool and gym when Mark was around. The one thing he never expected was the generosity of them making sure that he never went without anything but he also never asked, after all he had a paid job and lived in one of the best mansions in Bel Air. Meeting another guy he liked was not easy, at 22 he was a catch but the walls around him were far to high for anyone to climb over and invade his personal space, but also the respect he had for the Davenports. The warm water cascaded over his head washing the soap away, he had to and wanted to get to know Javier, but Javier was from NY and would be going back in a few weeks. The last thing Pedro even contemplated was leaving Liongate and the Davenports, this was his home and private sanctuary. Conflicted he didn't know what to do. Mark, Ben and Javier carried on walking after saying good night to Franco and Stefan, it was less than a five minute walk to their house on St Pierre. Ben noticed how quiet Javier was but there was definitely a little grin on his face and certainly a skip in step. Ethan had sent Ben a text after his facetime call saying how good Javy looked, as tempting as it was to say that he thought Javy went all flustered seeing Pedro he refrained from doing it as it looked like a fleeting moment. Ben jokingly asked if Javier needed guiding to his bedroom as they returned home and climbed the stairs. Javier chuckled and told him that he knows the way now, he gave Ben and Mark a kiss good night. "Thank you I really enjoyed this evening" Javier said after kissing him on the cheek. Mark held on and looked at him "I'm glad you did and I expect someone else had a good evening as well" he said. Javier looked away suspecting Mark had noticed his fumbling around Pedro "Everyone looked happy" he replied trying make it casual. Mark chuckled "Wish you would stay around and not have to go back to NY" he said to Javier then looked at Ben. Javier laughed "I could get use to this to living here but my life is back in Harrison" he said. "I moved here, so did Ethan, Josh and Franco" Ben chipped in. Javier smiled "Yes but for good reason. I have no reason to move out here" he replied shrugging his shoulders. Mark let Javier go "There are plenty of pools out here need maintaining, think about it" he said. Javier chuckled "Now your putting reasons in my head. Anyway I couldn't afford to live here". Ben looked at Mark who nodded "Javy look at this place it is way to big there are plenty of rooms here" Ben said. Javier shook his head "Nice try Ben" he chuckled and walked off to his room. Ben and Mark entered their room "What was all that about?" Ben asked Mark. Mark took off his shirt "Pedro" he replied watching Ben strip naked and going to the bathroom. "You think there is something?" Ben called out turning on the shower. Mark stripped off and joined him in the shower "Oh yes, even mother noticed it". Mark wrapped his arms around Ben's body "Your working out is starting to show" he said nibbling Ben's ear. Ben "Is it, I know one thing and that I am as horny as hell and it is showing down here" he giggled. Mark kissed Ben's neck "How horny are you?" he asked "love horny or jock man horny" he rubbed his cock against Ben. "Both" Ben replied pushing his ass against Mark's cock "jock man first then love then sleep". Mark laughed and started rubbing soap over Ben's body caressing every inch from head to toe, Ben did the same to Mark then towelled each other dry. Mark slipped in to his jock strap and put on Ben's favourite baseball cap, Ben finished drying his hair and looked at Mark 'Jock rape me' he said sauntering over to him and Mark chuckled 'You know I can't rape you your to willing' he said grabbing Ben's arm and pulling him forward lifting him off the ground he kissed him and carried him back to the bedroom and dropped him on the bed as Ben giggled and wriggled his body against the duvet. Mark loomed over him and grabbed his legs roughly twisting him over on to his stomach 'Your gonna put out bitch' Mark said trying to sound like a red neck and stifling his giggles. He gave Ben no chance to respond pushing his cock straight inside Ben's ass and crashing down on to his body pinning him to the bed. Underneath him Ben wriggled and moaned in excitement and the pain that hightened his desires forcing him to push his ass up only to be forced back down against the bed from the fucking that had begun in a relentless fashion 'harder fuck me harder' Ben called out his voice muffled by the pillow he was half biting enjoying every moment of his submissive state at the hands of the man he loved. His legs hooked apart by Mark's legs giving him easier access as he continued sending cock throbbing rapid thrusts deep in to Ben's ass 'god I love you' Mark shouted at him feeling his balls beginning to tingle, at that same time Ben's arse pushed up and clenched his hands punching the pillow crying out in orgasm shooting his load underneath him. Mark's cock felt like it was being held in a vice, he managed two more thrust then collapsed on top on Ben pushing his hips up hard against Ben's ass feeling the seed being pulled from his cock grunting loud in Ben's ear. Ben's hands grabbed hold of Mark's and he held them tightly until he felt the tender kissing against his neck and Mark's body relaxed from his orgasm. They both laid there catching their breaths and giggling, it was by far the hardest and most intense sex between them. Ben was in heaven laying underneath him, Mark was still horny and his erection showed no sign it was finished. Flipping Ben on to his back they made love sensually three more times before finally falling asleep. Little did they that this was the night that the seemingly impossible was finally achieved, tiny microscopic changes began in Ben's body. The army of defenders triggered and despatched to rage war against the invasion but it would be their last stand as they bravely fought no longer able to contain the invading army that worked it's way through the defences hiding and lurking ready to pounce and destroy the protectors of the realm. The beast was finally unleashed and succeeded after months of futile attempts to gain control, the war would rage for several weeks until it finally could establish itself as the victor and subdue the pockets of resistance fighters that sporadically appeared. Saturday was turning out to be a beautiful day, Mark sat there on how own drinking coffee outside texting with his mother deciding what to do next if last night was anything to go by. Maddy suggested they come to Liongate for the day to relax and bring Franco and Stefan, Mark was certain that maybe they just needed some more encouragement and sent a final text back to his mother confirming they would come round before lunch and spend the day. Javier walked in to the kitchen looking a little lost until he saw Mark outside, wearing only his boxers he wandered outside. He still felt a little awkward being in another persons home although he felt adequately comfortable. It was a nice change not having his parents around constantly and it gave him the freedom to be the person he wanted to be without any judgement. His parents and brother were okay with him being gay that much he understood, but he was thankful that his friends still remained his friends after their falling out and could now see why everyone circled around and protected him from Brad defiantly. "Morning" he said to Mark walking outside. "Hey sexy" Mark replied looking up and smiling "your spikes have gone" he chuckled "Coffee?" he asked. Javier nodded "Thanks err sexy" he chuckled and Mark stood and hugged him "sit down" he said going to the kitchen. Mark brought Javier a mug of coffee "Thanks. Ben not up yet?" he asked nervously but unsure why. "No he gets up around now on Saturday. Your not worried about being here alone with me are you?" Mark asked. Javier tried to smile "No, at least I think not" he replied looking at his coffee. "Javy never feel uncomfortable being around any of us. How are you really feeling?" Mark knew something was on his mind. Javier looked at him "I saw it this morning. Understood why you all did what you did that night" he looked down. Mark sat besides him "If Ethan hadn't invited Brad to dinner we would never have known or been able to help". "I know" Javier nodded "I don't even know why I let him talk me in to it" he said with profound sadness. Mark held his hand "Brad is sexy and to young guys like you he can easily manipulate them using sex". Javier looked at Mark "We never did it, you know" he said looking embarrassed. "You mean sex" Mark asked and Javier nodded "have you ever had sex?" Mark looked at Javier. He shook his head "Sucked cock and kissed" he said feeling proud to admit it. Mark chuckled "So come on then as were being honest are muscly blonds your type?" he asked. Javier smiled "Don't know he was interesting and felt amazing, I should have just ignored him on the sex app". "You dirty little slut" Mark laughed and Javier burst out laughing "come on who is your ideal man?". Javier wiped the tears from eyes from laughing so much "I don't know, someone a little older than me". Mark chuckled "You mean like me?" he inquired. Javier threw up his hands "Hell no your way way way to old for me" he replied laughing. Mark stood up "You cheeky bitch" he picked Javier up who was struggling through laughter. Ben stood at the French windows smiling as Mark carried Javier over to the pool struggling to break free from him but Mark had him securely held and threw him in to the pool. Javier splashed Mark who jumped in and gave chase. Ben laughed and poured himself a coffee hearing the screams from Javier and Mark caught hold of him by the legs and dragged him around the pool until Javier apologised for saying he was old. Mark climbed out of the pool and held his hand out for Javier, he lifted him almost all the way out then let go watching Javier fall back in to the pool. Mark went over and gave Ben a kiss rubbing his body against him getting him wet. Javier climbed out of the pool and laid on his back giggling, Mark and Ben noticing the bulge in his boxers as he laid there heaving catching his breath. Ben stretched in the sunshine "Are we staying by the pool today?" he asked looking over his shoulder at Mark. "Better than that" he said sipping his coffee "Mum has invited us over to spend the day". Ben sat down "Perfect" he said "Franco and Stefan?" he asked. Mark nodded "Josh and Bobby will join later in the afternoon they are on a job this morning". Ben looked at Mark "Anyone else?" he asked then looked over at Javier who was standing up. "Maybe" Mark grinned at Ben as Javier walked over "Did I give you an erection?" Mark asked Javier outright. Javier sat down and chuckled "You know you did" he replied as the last of his unease slipped away. Ben smiled facing the sun "I can't believe both my friends turn out gay and I can't fuck with either". Javier shook his head smiling "You to girlie for me" he said bravely. Ben looked at him "Careful or you will end up in the pool again" he said with a big grin on his face. "There is nothing girlie about my husband" Mark said play punching Javier. Javier tried grabbing Mark's hand "There is no proof to say otherwise" he responded. Ben stood up and walked over Javier pinning his arms to the chairs arm rests "I will give you proof" he said. Javier looked a little worried as Ben's face moved closer to his unsure what was about to happen. He froze unable to say anything but found himself looking in to eyes of Ben and feeling the touch of lips against his own. He moved his head away giggling and gave a glance in Mark's direction who just watched with admiring eyes. His thought interrupted quickly as he felt more pressure forcing down on his lips kissing Ben, he parted his lips and Ben's followed never loosing the connection, he eyes opened wider feeling Ben's tongue slipping in to his mouth meeting his own. He was powerless to fight it off but was so turned on kissing Ben he switched and kissed Ben back enjoy a few tender moments with one of his best friends, a moment that seemed like it should have happened yeas ago. Ben broke off from the kiss and smiled at Javier and nodded 'nice' he said. Ben picked up his coffee and said they should get ready to head over to Liongate. Javier stood up and realised he had kissed Ben in front of Mark. "Sorry I didn't mean to kiss him" Javier apologised. Mark stood and looked curiously at him "Why are you apologising Javy, I think Ben had you pinned down". "Yeah but I kissed him back" Javier responded unsure what to do. Mark walked over and kissed Javier deep "You better get use to it Javy if your hanging around". They walked inside Mark with his arm around Javier "What do you mean get use to it" he stopped looking at Mark. Mark smiled at him and explained about how close the group was as friends but where the line was drawn. Mark was surprised to hear Javier just say okay and slip his arm around Mark's waist as they climbed the stairs to get ready for their pool day. Mark looked at the smiled on Javier's face, a smile that could melt any persons heart. Javier was surprised to see Pedro swimming in the pool as they walked through the house and on to the pool terrace. Maddy was sat in the jacuzzi chatting away to Pedro whilst David was trying to light the BBQ. Stefan went over to lend a hand to David since they had given all their staff the day off, Franco and Ben stripped off the jumped in to the pool shouting back at Javier to get in. Mark took his clothes off and joined his mother in the jacuzzi. Pedro swam over to the side of the pool and watched Javier with interest pretending he was looking up at the sky if anyone glanced his way. Javier walked over to the side of the pool with the steps leading in to the water, he had spotted Pedro and finally got a close enough look of his body. Clearly he could tell that Pedro worked out but not overly so, whilst he was not as built as Brad he still carried a very sexy and nice muscle definition in his arms and legs but his focus was more on the face. To him Pedro was still as mysterious as yesterday when he first clapped eyes on him. "Are you coming in?" Pedro called over to Javier. Javier just stared and grinned mischievously at Pedro "Maybe". Pedro laughed "Do I have to come and get you" he asked standing up to his chest in the water. Javier shook his head "No, I can make my own way" he replied hearing Ben giggling who was watching him. Pedro sunk under the water and came back up "Get in before your pulled in" he said turning to swim off. Franco swam towards where Javier stood and grabbed his hand pulling him in to the pool. Mark turned to face his mother and she smiled and nodded, Mark laid his head back 'smitten' he said to his mother 'very' she said. Pedro was never one for showing his emotions having learned the hard way to survive in life, but they were seeing a very different person in the pool as soon a Javier appeared. Franco and Ben fooled around in the pool with Javier for several minutes, Pedro swam to the shallow end with the sunken steps and sat there watching Javier being picked on, his laugh was like an elixir of life to him and he couldn't help falling in love the more he watched Javier. Quickly he got the upper hand with Ben who now started swimming away and he took the opportunity of escaping Franco and Ben and coming to a stop meters from Pedro panting heavily and laughing as he sat on the step. "Good thing Ethan and Josh aren't here" Pedro said to him watching Franco and Ben. Javier glanced at him "Why is that?" he asked. Pedro smiled "You would stand no chance against the four of them when they start" he replied. Javier smiled "Do you speak from experience then?" he asked. "Every time I get in the pool" Pedro replied smiling and glancing at Javier. "Anyway I'm a very good swimmer" Javier replied leaning back on the steps facing the sun. Pedro chuckled "I noticed" he said "but then I notice a lot of things when I need to". Javier looked at him "So you are watching me then?" he said shyly. Pedro stood up "Yes" he replied diving back in to the water. Javier felt his face go hot he , thankfully the colour of his skin mean it didn't show to much as he watched Pedro swimming. Javier got up and walked out of the pool and over to his sunbed, he heard laughter from the corner of the terrace where Stefan was sat on the floor laughing watching David trying to get the BBQ going. He couldn't deny it to himself any longer that he was really beginning to enjoy being here around all these people that opened their homes to him. Mark came over and offered Javier an iced soda and sat down next to him. "Enjoying yourself?" Mark asked sitting back on the sunbed. "Way to much Mark" he smiled "I may not want to go home" he said jokingly. Mark looked at him "Then stay" he said, Javier looked seeing he wasn't joking. "You wouldn't want me around all the time in your house" Javier replied sipping his drink. Mark cocked his head to one side "It's a big house Javy in case you hadn't noticed. Would you though?". Javier sat up and looked at him "Don't know it's a big decision" he replied and slipped a look at Pedro. Mark smiled "You know he likes you" he said noticing Javier's glance to the pool. Javier lowered his head in embarrassment "Who does?" he tried to pretend he didn't know. Mark laid back on his sunbed "You know who Javy" he replied grinning. "Your father is having a problem with the BBQ" Javier said nodding to David who was now sat down as well. Mark got up "Very tactile change of subject Javy" he walked off and looked over his shoulder smiling. Javier laid back and smiled quietly giggling to himself that Mark had picked up on his wandering eye in Pedro's direction so easily, was he that obvious he wondered to himself putting his drink down and closing his eyes. The smell of the BBQ woke him from his slumber unsure how long he had dozed off for, Javier sat up and looked around to see Maddy, Stefan and Pedro getting the table ready for lunch. Standing up he walked over towards them asking if he could anything to help. Stefan looked "Hello sleepy head" he laughed "you can help Pedro bring the plates and cutlery" he suggested. "Sure" Javier replied without any suspicion. Pedro looked over at Javier "Come on I will show you where they are kept" he said waiting for Javier to join him. They walked up to the house as Mark came over to the table "Nicely done Stefan" he chuckled. Stefan chuckled "I know how it is done, you have all been doing it to Franco and me" he glanced smiling at Mark. They walked in silence both feeling nervous until they entered the kitchen "Wow big kitchen" Javier remarked. Pedro nodded at his nervous statement "Yes" he replied almost kicking himself at his dumb reply "plates" he said. Javier stacked the plates on the counter behind him then leaned against it "Cutlery?" he asked Pedro. "Behind you in the draw" Pedro replied noticing that Javier didn't register his words. Pedro walked over and stood in front of Javier, his arm stretched out reaching for the draw behind Javier, it gently brushed against his body and Javier raised his hand and touched Pedro's arm, oblivious to his own actions but sub consciously he had wanted to touch him. Pedro's face was very close but he was looking down at Javier touching his arm, he raised his head and looked in to his eyes. He paused unsure if this was the right time or even if Javier felt the same, there is only one way to find out he thought. He leaned in closer to Javier's face their lips within striking distance, the only sound was the beating of their hearts and breathing. Pedro raised his other hand and ran it along Javier's face he could sense his nervousness, their eyes looking at each other seemingly giving the signal that it was what they both wanted. He gently rubbed his lips up against Javier's and then ever so tenderly he kissed his lips. Javier felt like he was going to crumple in to a heap his face tingling at Pedro's touch, the deep brown eyes seductively looking directly in his, the sensuousness of his lips against his own brushed as if testing and eliciting a response. The first kiss felt like soft silky satin against his lips, was he really getting to experience what a real first kiss should feel like. His only other experience was Brad who had no tenderness about him when he kissed him. Pedro landed a second kiss that lasted slightly longer but affirmed his intention. Javier raised his hand and stroked Pedro's arm hoping it was a sufficient sign that he was interested and was rewarded as Pedro's body gently touched up against his, an arm slipping around Javier's waist gently caressing his back with long tender strokes. Javier responded and kissed Pedro on the lips tenderly as Pedro did the first time. Pedro smiled and Javier rested his head against Pedro's shoulder for several moments as Pedro held him in his arms. Pedro tapped his back twice "Cutlery" he said to Javier who looked up and smiled. "Yes sir" Javier replied giggling "Plates" he told Pedro. Pedro pulled his arm away from Javier "Yes sir" he saluted with a smile before stroking his face one more time. They collected the items constantly glancing at each other and smiling then headed back outside to join the others. As they walked across the terrace it was almost as if they knew when the other was going to look finding themselves continuously looking at each other walking back to the pool terrace. Mark was bringing BBQ chicken over to the table when he spotted Javier and Pedro glance at each other, both had mischievous grins on their faces and unmistakably Pedro seemed to be smiling more than usual. Mark placed the bowel of chicken on table and smiled to himself knowing to keep quiet and keep out of the way as he wanted this to evolve naturally on Pedro's side. Javier and Pedro approached placing their items down asking if they should fetch the salads, Maddy nodded thanking them and watching them walking away. Their hands brushed against each others as they walked and Pedro made a deliberate grab using his little finger to entwine around Javier's, they glanced at each other and smiled. "Pedro looks very happy" Maddy said noticing Mark had seen them as well. Mark looked at his mother "He does, I think Javy is a good match for him, but as I said last night" he was about to finish before Maddy cut him off. "I know" Maddy nodded "he needs some happiness in his personal life it is best he finds it" she replied. They walked in to the kitchen the finger holding had gone and was replace by their hands as Pedro guided Javier over to the refrigerators and handing the 2 salad bowls to Javier who placed them on the counter top. Pedro closed the refrigerator door to find Javier leaning up against the other door watching him his hands behind his back and a dreamy state on his face. Pedro just found him so incredibly sexy standing there looking at him, moving closer he kissed Javier gently several times. "Come on otherwise they will get suspicious" Pedro said pulling Javier forward. Javier laughed "Suspicious of what?" he asked teasingly at Pedro. "Of this" he grabbed Javier and held him closer than ever and kissed him with his mouth slightly open this time. Javier pushed Pedro off "Stop it, look what you are doing to me" he laughed looking down at his erection. Pedro lifted Javier's head and kissed him lightly "Does that mean you like me?" he asked. Javier blushed and nodded "Yes" he said quietly and paused "actually quite a lot, maybe more that a lot" he looked at Pedro. Pedro smiled briefly the looked at him seriously "But you will go back to New York?" he asked. Javier shrugged his shoulders "I suppose eventually but I can stay for a couple of weeks" he replied. Pedro ran his hand down Javier's arm "I see, best if we don't get to close then" he suggested. Javier saw the sadness in his eyes "Can we get to know each other, you know see how things go?" he asked. Pedro half smiled "But it takes longer that 2 weeks" he said turning to pick the salad bowls up. Javier picked up the other bowl "Wait Pedro, if you still like me after 2 weeks I will stay longer". Pedro looked at him "Here in LA?" he asked and Javier nodded "For how much longer?" he asked. Javier smiled "Until I annoy you" he giggled "I will have to ask my parents". Pedro was uncertain for a moment before nodding "So will you go on a date with me?" he asked "tomorrow we go to the beach you and me". Javier smiled "Yeah I would love to" he replied quietly. Pedro smiled "Guess we are going on a date then" he said and began walking back to the terrace. Javier caught him up "Yes but can we keep it quiet?" he asked missing the door frame by inches. Pedro nodded and they walked back to the table placing the salad bowls down just in time as all the BBQ food was ready and everyone was piling up to the table taking seats. As if by divine intervention the only two seats left were next to each other so Javier and Pedro ended up sitting next to each other. Lunch lasted a good two hours and Javier had never felt so happy sitting there with this crowd of old and new friends in such an amazing setting, his life back in Harrison was just a mere blur on the horizon at this moment. Javier and Pedro chatted but tried not to give anything away but they were finding it hard not sneak glances at each other and hang off their every word when speaking. Under the table their hands did all the talking as Pedro would often touch Javier's leg and vice versa. The rest of the day was much about friendships, the one person that he owed a lot to was Ethan for standing up for him. He missed him and really wanted to chat and catch up since their time in NY was very short. But he pushed that thought to one side and joined in. Mark's father David found Javier fascinating as he liked soccer as did David and they quite happily made plans to watch a match one evening during the week. Mark understood that his parents acceptance of Javier in this way would make things with Pedro go that much easier since they protected him like their own son. Mark sat there contemplating the scene and the love he had for Pedro from spending so much of his youth with him, but his focus was on them both and he knew something must have happened up in the house. Javier had no way of knowing that this innocent day by the pool at Liongate would be the start of his life changing forever.

I hire one particular escort almost every week when he's in town. He's a poz hung muscle daddy with a 00 gauge PA. I love this stud, he fucks to hurt and leaves me bleeding n dripping poz seed. We have an agreement that if he ever wakes up with an STD, I want it, like I want everything else which comes out of his 9 incher. The morning after he returned from a xmas fuck tour of Southern California he awoke with a PA hole full of green puss and his cock stuck to his crusty jock. Hands free I spewed my seed just hearing what he would be giving me later that morning. I hit the shower and worked my showershot so roughly in my cunt that I was bleeding even before I left my house. Although I spend a couple of afternoons a week being a cumdump and average a couple of STD's yearly - but I've never knowingly sucked a pus-dripping cock or begged for a stud to knock me up with gonorrhea and syphilis. He answered the door in a jock strap with a wet mark from his dripping cock. At my request, He had re-inserted his PA which was oozing green puss. I got on my knees and licked the puss off his oozing cock, My cunt twitched when he smeared some puss on his thumb and jammed it in my hungry slit. This cumdump fuckin' wanted his toxic cock more than any cock I ever wanted. He took me from behind while I stood on his staircase. I spewed into my jock the second his cock pushed past my sphincter. We fucked like dogs in heat, I was fuckin' myself on his cock as hard as he was fucking his cock into my ass. Later he told me the load burned as it was deposited deep in my snatch. It was the hottest fuck of my life, and worth the penicillin shot in my ass the next day. Several of my piggier buds got off knowing they'd be fuckin' a gono hole, so I spent my afternoon passing the gift along. I hear they had no problem finding pigs who begged for gono cock. Every time, I think I'm a super twisted fuck, I find out i'm just like a thousand other cumdumps in SF, begging for anything my top will give me.

I am using this site to document my real naughty adventures, I am mainly a bottom in the Exeter area, clean, on Prep and always horny. Due to a change in workplace I have been able to stop off at a local forest, Haldon in Exeter which has a specific carpark used by guys only. There is another carpark that is used in the evenings for dogging, but being a cock slut, I don't want the competition of real pussy lol So, before work I have started to stop off once a week for some fun. This week it has been mostly sunny, hot and dry, so that makes me even more horny ALL THE TIME. I turned into the car park, there were 3 other cars, 2 with guys in. I parked up and walked into the woods and as I do so, hear a car door open and close behind me. Excellent! I walked quite far into the woods as I needed a quick wee before I had some fun. I stopped and looked behind me, I could see through the trees a guy in his 30s hanging about 20 feet behind me. I quickly peed and then headed back towards him. He was wearing jeans and a red checked shirt, slim, about 5'6 and quite good looking. He started rubbing his crotch; I didn't need any more signal than that. I walked straight up to him and grabbed his bulge, Mmmm it felt decent, great!. He opened his jeans and flopped out a gorgeous smooth looking cock. I undid my trousers and pants and dropped them around my knees, I wanted him to know I was a bottom slut lol I knelt down and started to suck him and quickly he started to grow. Within a minute he was hard as hell and at least 8 inches and of a good girth. It was so smooth it looked like a dildo, mmmm. Not that I would turn down any cock lol He started to face fuck me and I was getting very turned on deepthroating his gorgeous cock and I sucked and licked it for several minutes. He undid his shirt and I started to caress his nipples, to find his right one was pierced with a ring. He moaned when I started playing with that and he started to play with my breasts and nipples through my shirt. I had to stand up as my knees were starting to ache and we kissed and played with each others cocks. I bent over and took him in my mouth again, and then I felt him grabbing my bare bum. I took the hint and moved it round so he could finger me which he did for only a minute as the next thing he moved behind me. I felt his bare cock push against my hole and then pushing into it, mmmm heaven. He then started to slowly fuck me, speeding up and pushing deeper. I couldn't help moaning loudly as he was good. Really good. He pounded me for quite a while, before pulling out. I pulled out a tissue and wiped off his cock as I hadn't been able to douche, and then took his cock back into my mouth. I love ass to mouth! He took hold of his cock and started to wank into my mouth, the next thig I know i am swallowing a lovely load. He took his cock out of my mouth, until I noticed some more cum oozing out so I licked him clean, We chatted and he said he came up here regularly, which made me a happy slut! I walked back towards the car after cleaning up, when I noticed a large guy in his 60s walking around, hands in pockets. I walked over to a well used area, where bags of lube and condoms were hung in trees, the floor is littered with used packets and condoms, tissues. He came over to me and we chatted, he pulled his cock out and again I drop my trousers and pants. I sucked him until he was hard, again a bigger than normal cock, probably 7 inches. He seemed to really love to face fuck and make me deepthroat his cock which I was very happy with. He asked me did I like to be fucked to which I simply got up and bent over to hold onto a tree. He licked my ass and then simply pushed into me raw. He fucked me hard and deep, occasionally falling out and then pushing back in, telling me how tight I felt, which surprised me seeing as this was the second cock in less than 20 minutes. Unfortunately, I was running out of time and he told me it takes him ages to cum. Typical, I would love to meet him again when I have more time lol He told me he wanted to watch me cum, so he grabbed my dick and started to wank me hard. Being a sub slut, it doesn't take me long and I sprayed a huge load all over the floor, much to his delight. I cleaned up, told him I hope to see him again and got back in my car.

The large street was frequented by many turkish truck drivers due to parking lanes running alongside in both directions and a big mosque located nearby. I was cruising the street at night looking for a horny trucker in need of a hole or two. The few times I already tried to score one of the turkish truckers had been pretty unsuccessful. Especially when they were hanging around with one or more of their colleagues, which was most of the time. It had been a particularly disappointing evening with only a few trucks parked along the strip, so I was ready to leave and go home. Suddenly I saw a trucker standing next to his truck door having a smoke. He was middle-aged, dark, stocky built, had trimmed hair and a big mustache. A classic turkish daddy. He stared at me from afar coming closer and closer. I saw him looking up and down the street to make sure no one was around to witness the scene. Even before I could approach him to ask for a cigarette, he let out a whistle and asked me in broken English "you bitch?" I nodded in exhilaration "yes". He immediately replied "show ass, bitch" and motioned for me to pull down my pants. As I followed his instructions, he grabbed my ass with one hand while the other still held the cigarette. He felt up my hole with his middle finger and apparently liked the fact that I had already prepared it with some lube. He whistled again and exclaimed "nice ass, bitch. Wet like pussy. Perfect for turkish cock." I became extremely horny leaning against the truck, fingered by this turkish daddy while he was casually smoking his cigarette. He took a last puff and flicked it onto the sidewalk. He opened the truck door and said calmly "get inside, bitch." I proceeded to climp up and felt him giving me a push. Once inside he locked the doors shut behind us and closed the curtains on the window screens. It was a cramped driver cabin with a small TV screen attached to the middle console and a mini oriental carpet on the floor in front of the bunk bed, with leather sandals standing on top of it. He proceeded to change into the sandals, put a white towel on the driver seat and sat down. He was switching channels on the TV screen and lit another cigarette. He pulled down his pants all the way to the ankles and I saw his already half-stiff cut dick popping up. He explained "you suck cock hard, I fuck pussy". I gladly obliged by kneeling down next to the seat and taking his dick in my mouth. It was a relaxed blowjob, all the while hearing the voices from a turkish soap running on the TV and the trucker puffing smoke into the air. It only took one quick cigarette before his cock became hard as a rock and he said "I fuck pussy now. Lay on bed". He stood up and put the white towel over a roll cushion on the small mattress in the bunk. He gestured for me to crawl on top of it and bend over the cushion so he could stand behind me and fuck me doggy style. Since there was no inclination by him to put on a condom, I told him sternly "If you don't have a condom with you, I can give you one of mine". He paused for a couple of seconds before answering "yes, you get condom". I removed the wallet from my pants and pulled out a packet. I ripped it open and rolled the translucent rubber over his dick with my own hands. He just stood there without any reaction at all. Satisfied with the rubber firmly wrapped around his hard cock, I bend over the roll cushion and lay down on all fours to finally receive that turkish meat stick inside of me. He stood right behind me and put one hand on my back to apply a little pressure. I heard him spitting several times. He appeared to further lubricate my hole for ease of entry until I felt his dick sliding inside of me. I started to moan with pleasure as he continued to fuck me. He fucked like clockwork with no change in intensity and rhythm. There was no sound coming from him and there was no passion involved. It felt like a job that had to be done and he simply used my hole as a means to an end to unload. It only took about 2-3 minutes before he suddenly stopped moving, with his cock all the way up my ass. There was no quivering and moaning, just the slightly accelerated breathing as he seemed to come. I got slightly confused when he remained in this position for a full minute, keeping my upper body down on the mattress, until he finally pulled out his cock very carefully and let go of my back. I was able to get up again and when I turned around I saw the trucker with the condom in his hand. I could clearly see some white liquid in the tip of the rubber as he grabbed some tissues to wrap it all up and throw it in a small trash can. He proceeded to clean his cock with some wet wipes and handed me some for my ass. Before I was even finished and could say anything, he explained "you go now, I must drive". He buttoned up his pants and lifted the curtains just enough to peek outside the co-driver window. I was completely blindsided when he suddenly opened the door and shoved me outside. He didn't even wait for me to button up my pants before I was back on the sidewalk scrambling to fix myself. I heard a big thud as he closed the door and the roaring of the starting engine. Just like that he drove off into the night, leaving me there like a piece of trash dumped on the street. Slightly annoyed by the rude farewell, I proceeded to head back to the subway. On the way home I was trying to figure out whether I actually liked the experience or not. It was not until I was already inside the subway and sat down that I first had a slight sensation of my hole feeling particularly sticky. I knew I had lubed it up very well in preparation for a quick fuck, but this felt different. It finally hit me when there was clearly something dripping out of my hole into my underwear. My mind was racing with questions. Do I have his cum in my hole? How is this possible, I put my condom over his cock?! And I saw it filled with cum before he threw it away!?! Since I was not alone in the subway, I saw no possibility to check there and then. My only option was to wait until I got home. As I entered the flat, I immediately went to the bathroom and pulled down my pants. It was clear as night that there was some cum inside my underwear and I smelled its distinct odor. I put a finger up my hole and realized that he must have shot his full load all the way up my rectum. Sure enough I sat on the toilet and pushed out a sticky mess of lube and cum into the bowl. That sneaky bastard filled me up so good that even the next day there were still some remains coming out of me. To this day I get extremely horny thinking back on my former inexperienced self in that situation. Laying there ass up and face down having no clue that the turkish trucker decided to let me put the condom over his cock with the plan in mind to just remove it when I can't see it anymore, just because he wanted to fuck the bitch bareback and shoot his load up its ass. That he spit inside the condom in order to present it to me as seemingly filled with his cum without raising any suspicion. That he was obviously experienced in barebacking unsuspecting holes and probably has bred and will breed many bitches like me on his long haul treks through Europe. And finally that I definitely saw a ring on his finger, making it extremely likely that this turkish daddy has a wife and kids waiting at home while he uses gay butts as substitute pussies on the road.

I was in Aruba. I was staying with my parents--who had a time share there for the month of February. I was headed to the beach in a black Speedo which gave me an obscene bulge, even when my cock was soft. My dad had told me the beach was a little less crowded if I walked to the north. So I did. I sunbathed, reading a book. Eventually I noticed that there were far more men than women here--and they kept disappearing into the tall vegetation behind us. My dad had directed me to a cruise area. On purpose? I watched for a bit--my dick thickening. There was a worn path in the over growth behind me. It led to a clearing. A car was parked there. A hot young man with gorgeous cinnamon brown skin was sprawled naked on the hood of the car rock hard and stroking, He saw me and slipped to the ground, turned and bent over the hood, arching his perfect bubble butt towards me. He said something I couldn't understand, but I knew just what he wanted. I don't know if he waned it raw--but that's what he got. I fucked him until he shot all over the hood of the car--which made me cum deep inside him.

My Boy’s Open Hole I was out of town for work, and bummed as I’d be missing me and my boy’s anniversary for business. I texted and video chatted with my boy every day while out of town, promising I’d make my absense up to him somehow. He was clearly upset but promised to find a way to keep himself occupied so he didn’t stew over it. I was overjoyed when I wound up closing a big deal a few days earlier than expected and able to catch a flight home a few days ahead of schedule, so I’d make the anniversary after all! I got reservations at our favorite restaurant and headed to the airport to fly home. I called my boy and left a voicemail saying I’d be home early. I called again from the gate and texted him just before they closed the doors. I was in my suit and tie right from the final meeting and caught a cab home. I got to our apartment and found the door cracked open and unlocked. The lights in the living room were off and the door to our bedroom was open with light spilling into the hallway. I peeked in and saw my boy on his knees wearing a stretched-out jockstrap. His ass was up in the air, his hole gaping, and his cheeks streaked with fresh cum. There was a puddle on the sheets leaking out of his butt and streaming down his hairy thighs. I should have been pissed, but I was instantly hard. I pulled my tie off over my head and lowered it around his head, essentially blindfolding him. He moaned and reached for a bottle of poppers on the mattress. He took a big huff as I tore my clothes off. I lapped at his ass and was amazed at the amount of cum leaking out. I ate his hole as I jacked off. I placed my unlubed cock right at his ass and slapped it against his cheeks. He groaned and took another hit. I noticed there was a marker between my boy’s legs, covered in cum. I noticed there were hash-marks on his left ass cheek. He’d already taken four loads. ‘Fuck me, man. Give it to me!,’ he shouted as he reached for my hips. I rammed my cock into him and felt zero resistance. Without speaking a word, I pummeled my cheating boy’s hole. My balls slapped his wet ass and were sticky with frothy leaking seed. I heard the door creak behind me and an old troll oinked behind me. This stranger must have been over sixty in saggy dirty jeans with a mesh tanktop over a pot-bellied hairy body. Even his shoulders were furry. The guy grabbed my shoulder and oinked louder. My boy groaned realizing that a new guy had entered the room. The troll asked me, ‘Gonna breed that slut? Gonna POZ him up? I hear he’s only taking POZ cum today?’ I grinned, realizing my boy’s sneaky plan. Even though I’m NEG, I nodded so my boy wouldn’t know that I was the one fucking his slutty cunt. I pointed to my boy’s ass as the troll whipped out a gnarled seven-inch thick uncut cock. He asked if he could take a turn. I nodded and pulled out. A stream of likely-POZ cum oozed out of his open hole. The troll replaced me and slid right into my boy. He reached forward and grabbed my tie, using it like a leash raising my boy’s head. He pistoned into my boy and was close to cumming relatively quickly. He threw his body forward and pressed his hairy wasted belly into my boy’s slim back. ‘POZZING you up, slut! I’m off my meds, you whore. Take my filthy seed!’ And he did. The troll picked up the sharpie and added a slash mark. Five loads, at least the last one POZ. The troll pulled out with a squelchy plop and I took his place cumming a few seconds later. I added another slash to my boy’s cheek, his sixth, and possibly only NEG load of the night. The troll patted me on the shoulder saying, ‘one of us is going to bring him into the Brotherhood, man…’ Another stranger walked into our bedroom and just smiled. He was tall, dark, muscular, and very handsome. The troll nodded to him like he knew him and they shook hands. ‘Good to see you again, you pig…’ He gestured to the handsome stranger who had just entered. ‘We took turns filling him up a few nights ago… The slut was mad at his man for missing their anniversary so decided to take some POZ cock to get back at him…’ I grinned to keep the illusion up that I wasn’t the man in question… I got dressed as the new stranger got undressed. The troll helped spread my boy’s cheeks as the handsome stranger lapped at our loads oozing out of my boy. I knew I had to leave or they’d figure out that I was familiar with the room, my eyes looking around to spot a photo of me and my boy together. I casually put it face down on our dresser as I took my leave. The guys were so busy playing with my boy they didn’t notice. I grabbed my suitcase and let myself out just as a lanky younger guy with a buzz cut and messy boots and jeans and work clothes passed me in the hallway… We nodded, knowing I’d just bred a cheating slut, and that he was about to do the same. I texted my boy saying, ‘change of plans. Bad weather system here. See you tomorrow as planned. I’ll get a hotel and see you tomorrow. Hope you enjoy your evening…’ I went to a hotel, hopped on the apps, and found a guy to come over and fuck me as I thought about the filthy scene taking place in our apartment. A really sick fucker, with a furry belly and no face pic. He told me he loved POZZING NEG hole and had just bred a guy and was horny to cum again. I wasn’t at all surprised when the troll showed up at my hotel and fucked his toxic seed deep into my own slutty cheating hole.

Yesterday afternoon, a guy with no picture hit me up on growlr, he quickly sent me a picture and it was a very muscled big personal trainer, nice tattoos and big bulge, he asked if I sucked cock, said he was discrete and said he wanted to come over, I asked if he wanted to fuck and he said yes, so I hit the shower and 30 minutes later told him I was ready. He came over and I let him in and he was exactly like his picture. Soon I was upstairs with his large cut cock in the back of my throat. He then asked, do you have a condom, which of course I didnt. He then got me to keep sucking him, the suddenly said, "turn over" and flipped me on my fours and pushed his cock in raw, fucked me urgently then announced he was cumming and shot a huge load into my ass. After he pulled out, he asked: are you clean as I have a missus at home......... ? He seemed really freaked out. I then explained to him about P-REP and how it all worked, and tried to calm him down, all the while with his load dripping out of my ass. Turns out he lives about ten houses away, maybe he will be back.

Fuck -anyone who can give me syph or gono, will be my friend for life

no its easier pulling it out because teeth are angled slightly out from the inside.If your cocksucker has jagged teeth pointing inwards it may not be human lol and a PA can cause bleeding in an ass cause its a large piece of irregularly shaped metal on the end of a big hard cock that's pounding the cumdumps soft tender insides. If you have ever been fucked with one you would definitely agree. Sometimes the boy doesn't even know his pussy is bleeding and your cock is covered in bloody cum. But l agree with @steve-tmq the most important thing is hurting the cumdump and reminding it what it is. A chipped tooth is just a special achievement and a souvenir for the cocksucker.

The very first time I was mesmerised. I wrote about it in other threads. I was 17 and he late 20s, the AVS clerk who came into my booth when I was watching gay porn for the first time. And he was goodlooking too. First time I saw a cock so close to my face. I didn't even know ho to suck cock but just took it in my mouth and felt him growing until he was hard. Just moved my mouth up and down. I was nervous but incredibly excited at the same time and almost came from just sucking him. But his load was to go somewhere else. I can't even remember if he used spit or lube but I also got my first fuck then and my first load in my ass. I think I had a crush on this guy simply because he was the first, handsome and he tasted and smelled so good. Went back many times when he worked. I still remember it was Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays LOL.

It’s all so hot! I’ve been the center of multiple gang bangs over the past 5 years; organized through bbrt or previously Craigslist. The best is being the center of attention among the tops! Being mounted, from behind by tops, while others are standing close by stroking on their cocks, forcing me to suck them to get them hard. I love when one top is finishing, grunting, growling, breeding me and the other tops are encouraging him to go rough and finish deep! Then the muffled discussion of which tops will Mount my ass next. Love it all, sounds, smells, the cocks breeding inside me, even the sore achiness when it’s over and I try to stand up! Amazing!!!

Just got fucked by one of my regulars last night, I showed up at his place, walked in and was told to strip. After taking off my clothes, he put a collar on me and led me to the couch. He had me get on all fours, ass up toward him. He spent about an hour using several toys on my ass before plugging it. He then put nipple clamps on me and handed me a crop top with "slut" written on it with magic marker and a pair of tight shorts. I was a little confused, but after putting everything on, he told me to make 2 laps around his apartment complex. I did and several people saw me. I don't think I've been that embarrassed in a long time. When I returned to the apartment, I was let in, told to remove the clothes again. I was praised a little then led into his room where he fucked me raw and dumped a nice thick load in me. I was re plugged and told to go home. I still have the plug and his cum inside me.

Pt 2 We then dozed off, but was woken by both my grandads and cousins getting back early, no room for Robbie, Grandpa told Robbie to get in with uncle Paul and Stevie can share with both grandads as they have a big queensize bed. After granpa and granddad had fucked my ass hole for most of the night, i had taken 2 loads from each of them.They were both rugged stocky blokes, very virile. We had fallen asleep in their bed with me cradled between the two of them, grandpa had beautiful nipples, that i just instantly started sucking on. It shouldn't have come as any surprise, then, that my other granddad was shoving his big cock into my tender and already well lubed tender hole but by the time he dumped another big load of his man juice into my puckered hole I was totally enjoying myself. It was the perfect way to start the day. After he slid his fat cock out of me, I jumped up and said, I feel like going for a run. I threw on an old pair of running shorts and a tank top. Because I was feeling pretty horny after waking up with a cock buried deep in my ass and an ass full of cum, I decided to forego any kind of underwear under the silky shorts.i loved the feeling of cum leaking after I started running, with the sensation of the back seam of the shorts rubbing against my still throbbing ass hole with every step and my cock and balls flopping around in the front and staying semi-hard the whole time.I ran a couple of miles. Before I knew it I was home and barging in through the kitchen door. Dad was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and wearing granddad's white dressing robe. Stevie, he said, "You look like something from a gay porno magazine. I'm surprised you don't have a bunch of hungry cocks trailing after you. I went over to the corner and purposely bent over to display my ass while I took my trainers off. I then reached for a glass and filled it and then leaned back against the counter top. Dad was looking me up and down and he finally said, you know son I keep thinking of you as a boy and here you are a grown, sexy man. You've really grown up to be one hot fucker. Dad asked, How's your ass feel after last night? My hole is still throbbing and I loved every minute of it. I can't even think about last night without growing a boner, as you may notice. My cock had grown full length again and was standing straight out from my hiked up shorts leg. Bring that big thing a little closer dad said. I walked over to where he sat and he turned the chair so that I stood between his legs, then he grabbed the sides of my shorts and yanked them down while I lifted my shirt off over my head.i was so sweaty, my hard dick sprang free of the shorts, coming to rest up against dads face. He moved further forward so that his face was buried in my sweaty crotch, inhaling the aroma of my wet balls. He moved back on the chair a little so that I could see his hard cock standing up in his open robe. Sit your ass up here on the table.dad said and as I sat down he maneuvered his chair so that he was sitting between my spread legs with my hard cock bobbing right at sucking level in front of him. He shrugged off the robe and once again buried his face in my sweaty crotch. I felt his hot tongue lick my balls and then my cock head, it was like a massively pleasant shock through my whole body. Then he licked under my balls some more before trailing his tongue up the underside of my rigid cock. He wrapped his hand around the base so my dick stood out from my body and slowly licked up the precum leaking out of my piss slit to coat my cock head. Dad hitched his arms under my thighs so that I had to lie back on the table. He pushed my legs back so that my ass was spread wide and gaping in front of him. This asshole looks sort of pink and puffy dad said and I bet a couple of horny old grandads spent most of last night banging their big dicks in and out of it. Yes I said Dad, they fucked me hard. Dad moved in closer and said, this ass hole smells like its full of daddys cum. I felt his hot tongue gently licking my hole and cleaning up both my granddads, also his dads cum, and then he started fucking my hole with his tongue., he was just eating my hole out on the dining table, spunk on his beard.I was quietly moaning. Dad led me to his bedroom and I climbed onto the bed, lay down and spread my legs so that dad could crawl up in between them. He grabbed my dick and I could feel his tongue exploring my piss hole and cleaning out the juices. Slowly, he slid my cock into his mouth until his nose was buried in my pubes and then slowly slid back up to the head. Dad got up on his hands and knees and rotated around so that he was straddling my body in a 69 position, his big hard cock sliding into my mouth while he once again sucked my own cock into his mouth down to the base. I loved the taste of his dick in my mouth and his salty precum and the scent of his big balls resting against my nose. I could look up and admire his perfect ass and his little pink puckered hole, remembering how i fucked it a few times in the cottage and club. I wanted to taste it and I eased his cock out of my mouth, and then licked up his balls till my tongue found his fuck hole. I licked at his hole like I was eating a feast and dad squirmed and started bobbing his mouth on my cock harder and faster. I pulled down on his hips until his ass was covering my face and my tongue could fuck in and out of his hole. My cock was so hard it felt like it would burst. Dad started to ride my face, his hole tight around my tongue and seeming to suction it even farther up his hole. He had my legs spread wide and was using his finger to fuck my own lubed ass hole. I could feel cum starting to boil up out of my balls and I thrust my cock down his throat just as the first shot of cum blasted out of its tip. Dad went crazy, grinding his ass hole against my tongue and suctioning the hot juice out of my balls with every spurt. I was pinned to the bed, helpless, as he sucked every hot drop of my cum into his belly. Finally, my cum stopped spurting and dad held my dick in his mouth, nursing out the last drops in my balls. He lifted his ass off of my face and flopped over on his side beside me. How was that? he asked. Dad turned and moved up on the bed and took me in his arms and kissed me, thrusting his tongue deep in my mouth. I could taste my own cum and I felt my cock starting to twitch with life again. I reached down and grabbed dad's big cock in my hand and told him what I wanted him to do, just as Uncle Paul walked in to get a sweater. WTF said Uncle Paul......

Last Sunday I went on Grindr and hunting for dick. Sometimes blank profiles, mystery meat can be a golden nugget or a fake ass profile. In this case I struck gold. Conversation started slow and easy with the usual “what are you into.” I didn’t want to scare him and think I was a Nypho which I am. It escalates to a simple response from me, “I like pleasing guys and making them cum.” And “where do you like to cum?” He answers I. Mouth or Ass. I send him several pics of raw dick going in my ass and soon he’s asking for a telephone. I don’t even know his stats. He’s black 30yo, 6’2” 225 muscles. We exchange numbers which I rarely do. He sends video of him fucking raw a tranny with a huge dick and him blowing his load up his ass and I watch as this huge gob of cum drips out. The guy certainly isn’t shy and know what he wants. No other pic but a decent 7.5 dick semi hard. I tell him cum over and breed me and he does. He has to wait for his wife to come home first...? Fuck...BI and married. I really hit the mother load Im thinking.. too good to be true and think oh well nice fantasy football. He texts me I’m on my way be there in 15 mins..... omg I’m not even cleaned out! And he’s actually serious. So I’m cleaning it out like a mad man just in time when he arrive.... omg .. A tall, young, black muscle god approaches my building. We head up to my place and I strip and start sucking his dick. I’m in heat and ride it at first and then he flips me over doggy. I’m puffing poppers and it’s just fucking amazing. I’m shamefully spreading my checks to get more of his raw dick in me. He cums and pulls out as I squeeze to milk the last fuck drops from his cock. I stand and sure enough my hole is gapping open and a huge blob of cum spills out...He leaves with the most beautiful smile on his face and sends me a text, “don’t text me in case the wife sees it, I’ll text you, when I can hit that ass again.” Yep... blank profiles are sometimes worth the effort.

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.

I came back after what it felt like half an hour. Kate asked me where I had gone off to. I told her that I wandered off outside since we don’t come to Manhattan often. She then told me that she had decided to invite Michael to the wedding. I felt tensed for a moment but elated as well. I don’t know why I was feeling this way but I know that there was something in Michael that brought out a hidden desire in me. During the drive back, Kate told me how even though Michael was a really shitty dad, she couldn’t just cut him off because of his condition. She told me that Alex was one of Michael’s patient to test out a new form of HAART. Alex mentioned that Michael was diagnosed a few years ago but has managed his viral load to being undetectable for some time now. “I know he’s not going to die any time soon since it is treatable, but the thought of it happening still lingers, you know? I think it’s the least I could do. As a daughter.” A few months pass and the day had finally came. Michael had flown in and Kate couldn’t fetch him as her final stages of bridezilla began to be more apparent. Alex was still in New York and was only flying latter that night for the rehearsal dinner. I had the whole day to myself and Kate and I thought it would be best to not see each other. She even joked that I could spend my time getting to know Michael as she’d rather hear about him through me than through Alex. It was noon and as I drove into the arrival lane, I could see Michael from a hundred yards given how tall he was. It was August and the weather was doing me a favor as I saw him in a white tank top and rugged jeans with his aviators hung in between his chest, forming a V neck that exposed bushy and defined his pecs were. My imagination did no justice at how beautiful his body was. I could sink in his arms. I still couldn’t believe that this man was Kate’s dad because of how stocky he was. I could also see the tattoo he has on his arms now, tribal patterns on the left and what looked like doodles with flowers on the right. I can’t begin to imagine the work of art that’s hiding underneath it all. As he entered the car he surprisingly gave me a hug which I reluctantly returned. I kept a mental note while driving to the airport to keep calm and to not focus on him so much. In the car, he asked “Got the cold feet yet?” “Never. I’m actually really excited.”, not realizing that I’m more excited now that he’s here. “That’s good. I thought mine would last for a day. Turned out to be 7 years.” “Why did you wait for so long to leave?” “Times were different back then. Before, we weren’t free. We had to hide. But Nate, my partner was the one who made me realize that we can be free if we’re together.” “That sounds sweet, if you don’t consider the fact that you left your children to a woman who went AWOL after.” I said, trying to guilt Michael. “Look, what is done is done. Also, she left 10 years after. I’m sure it had nothing to do with me at that point. I’ve also apologized to Kate and she wants me here. Even Alex and I are on good terms. You seem different than when we first met. Are you sure it’s not cold feet?” He was smirking throughout this exchange while grabbing my shoulder to comfort me as I was driving. It made me realize how much effort I was putting in to not letting my guard down. I looked at him and remembered how the few photos that Kate kept of him bear little resemblance to the man who is seated beside me now. But the face was still the same and I could feel the repressed sexual tension beginning to form in me if I look at him long enough. “Yeah, maybe. Sorry, I just don’t want Kate to have a hard time. As it is, the wedding is stressing her out. Also, she told me that I should show you around Philly before the rehearsal tonight. We can grab something to eat now.” I said, trying to hide the agitation that was beginning to develop. “Don’t worry bout it. And yes, I’m starving. Can we drop off my bag first?” Michael had gotten a room at the DoubleTree. I was surprised that he wanted me to park inside the building as he had only brought a duffel bag. “I want to freshen up first, you want to wait here or come up?” Did he plan this? Part of me thinks that his invitation was benign since the AC in the lobby was out while the other part of me thinks that he wanted me ever since our encounter in the restroom. “Yeah, I could watch some TV.”

It was 4;55 and Rob and Darrin text me they were at the stalls at the hole. Darrin is Married 31 years old with kids and he is lean with washboard abs, white 5'10 with 7 cut inches. Rob 28 and also married, no kids and his wife does not give head. She says his dick is too big so he is always horny, He is 6' 190 dark hair and blue eyes and a big 9' dick. The guys were ready and fortunately they were early since Ryan was early, he must have left early and in he walked at 4;57. I got a test staying he is here, he sat in the sale and immediately looked through the right hole and then the left. Darrin had his shirt up over his head so his washboard abs showed and he was stroking his moderately thick 7" dick. Ryan put his finger to the hole, then looked at the other side and Rob was stroking but had turned to the side so Ryan went back to Darrin and put his mouth up to the hole and Darrin stood up and slapped his dick on the boys tongue. Ryan licked and sucked on Darrin and within five minutes the straight married guy came in Ryan's mouth and Darrin did not even make a sound but where the phone was set you could see him shaking as the boy drained his balls. He pulled out and bend down and whispered thanks buddy. You have a great mouth. Then he got dressed and left quickly David took his place, the poz fucker from earlier. Ryan went back to Rob's hole and Rob was jacking his cock right at the hole but to far for Ryan to taste it. He inched closer and Ryan licked his head and the precum dripping from it, Rob leaks a lot and he let his dick say there and dribble cum on Ryan's tongue. He teased him for two more minutes and then sank in and Ryan gagged on his dick and he pulled it out and then did it all over again. David Whispered boy you need these, Ryan pulled away and came to Davids hole and he whispered take three hits each side. Ryan did not know what to do so David reached his hand thru and held Ryan's nose and told him to breath, then the other nostril until Ryan had done a total of six hits. Then he said go get that dick. Ryan rushed back and Rob was waiting and he kept sinking his dick into Ryan and would tell him to hold still and stop moving and finally he popped down the kids neck and fucked his neck till he shot his load. Ryan gagged there was so much cum and coughed and Rob laughed. Lets do that again fag. Rob pulled up his pants and left. Wayne was next did not know his status but knew he had a thick 8" dick. David had Ryan take four more hits and then stuck his dick leaking poz cum through and Sucked and nursed it and David started calling him a nasty cum whore, dirty faggot and cum dump. This seemed to make Ryan got crazy for his dick and he was sucking his cock and before long David could not take it any longer and said bitch swallow my dirty nut you faggot. Ryan sucked and swallowed and did not miss a beat and Nurse David's dick till it went soft. David said you fucking love that don't you. Remember be here tomorrow at Lunch same time. Answer me boy. Ryan said yes I will, With that David left and Richardo and Wayne came into the same stall. Wayne was 38 5'11 200 pounds and all muscle with a 8" thick dick and he was poz also. Had a biohazard tat above his dick that was out of site of the hole. Ryan want over to Wayne's hole and started to suck his thick dick. Wayne liked to let boys suck and lick all over his dick and have them take their time so he could build up a nice load. Ryan seemed to really enjoy making love to Wayne's dick. He as moaning while sucking and then Wayne pulled out and the boy seemed disappointed and Wayne slide some poppers. Ryan did not have to be told what to do so he took this six hits. The boy was flying again and that is when Wayne told him to put his ass up to the hole he wanted to taste his hole. Ryan did it, I was surprised and just then Brian Richardo's friend slide his dick through the hole. Ryan leaned down and braced himself and took the head in his mouth. While he licked and sucked the head, Wayne was licking and blowing on the boys cunt. He started to tongue fuck the boy and you could hear he love Wayne rubbed the precum off his dick and rubbed it on Ryan's hole and licked it off. He kept doing it and finally Ryan was relaxed enough that Wayne's cum lubed finger slide in Ryan's hole. Ryan pushed back on the finger and then Rayne pulled it out and tongue fucked the kid some more. Wayne and brought a rock of T and lubed it with his precum and the next time he slide in he shoved it in with his lubed finger after he spit on the kids hole. I could see Ryan try to pull way but Brian had his dick in the kids throat so he was just able to arch his back and could not get it away from Wayne's reach, Wayne blow on his hole and used his finger to run circles around him till he let it come back to the hole and Wayne could lick and tongue fuck the kid. Bobby was fucking his throat and Wayne waited a couple minutes for the T to kick in and then put his dick head against his tight hole and let his precum leak on his hole. Then pulled back and spit a couple times on his hole and then lined up his cummy head with Ryan's hole and slowly pushed forward. The video of his dick slowly entering Ryan was hot as fuck. He inched and half inched his way in till he was about half way and he pulled all the way out and did it again and each time he spit on his hole a few more time and then he was finally sliding in with ease and deeper. Ryan's hole was hungry now from the T and Poppers. Brian pulled his dick off and fed him poppers while Richardo started in with Spanish - Toma esa polla grande que puta puta (take that big dick you fucking whore), Vas a tomar un poco de sucio cum esta noche ( you are going to take some dirtly cum tonight) Ryan had taken his six hits and Richardo slide his dick in. Brian chimed in, he sucks a mean cock doesn't this fag. Bet he has already take lots of load today. True cum whore faggot we got here, just wants our cum and does not care about anything else! Wayne had been slowly deep fucking him and then without much warning he shot his load with a huge grunt. When he caught his breath and stopped unloading he pulled out and said fuck I love that hot young cum hole. Be here tomorrow night at 6 I need more. Brian could see Wayne leaving and had seen him before and knew he was also poz. He whispered to Richardo that Ryan's ass had dirty cum already. With that Bobby went over to where Wayne was and bent down and licked the kids cummy hole. Richardo said Vas a tomar dos cargas más sucias en tu culo chico y ambos están cargados (you are going to take two more dirty loads tonight and both are charged) Brian said fuck yea! With that he spit on the kids hole a few times and then his dick and lined it up with his lubed cunt and slide in in one stroke. The kid seemed to take the first seven inches okay but then started to want to pull away but Brian kept the pressure and ended up balls deep. He would pull all the way out and slam his dick in and Richardo could hear he was uncomfortable and normally he would be into that but he wanted his chance at the kids hole so he fed him some popper six hits and suddenly the wince he was hearing turned to a moan and he stuck his dick back through. Once Ryan had engulfed Richardo's cock Richardo said Sabía que eras un maricón la primera vez que me chupaste la polla. Puta puta para polla y semen, cualquier polla y semen.( I knew you were a pussy boy the first time you sucked my cock, a fucking whore for cock and cum any cock and cum. Brian did not need much encouragement and a few minutes later he sunk deep and let loose of his charged load in the kid. Fuck he said this kid is sucking the cum right out of my cock. So glad you told me about him! Bring pulled his softening dick out and told the kid to turn around and Ryan did and Brian stuck his dick through the hole and Ryan sucked him clean. Richardo was right at the boys ass and he told Brian in Spanish - Dale al niño algunos poppers para que pueda plantar mi gruesa carga cargada en lo profundo del niño ( give the kid some poppers so I can plant my thick charged load in the boy) Brian was hard again and he pulled out and gave Ryan more poppers. Just then Richardo spit on the kids hole and slide his huge dick in the kid. Even with poppers the kid seemed to be in pain, I gave him more poppers and then slide my dick in and let him suck and to take his mind off the thick dick in his cunt. It did the trick, Richardo fucked him for ten minutes and the kid was sucking my dick like he needed more cum and I helped him out and shot my second load in his mouth and down his neck. Just as I was pulling out Richardo came and said Maldito estúpido, tomar cargas te joderá. Serás una puta el resto de tu vida. (You fucking stupid cunt, taking load loads will get you fucked up. You will be a whore the rest of your life), With that he pulled out and I whispered to the kid, clean his dick off like you did mine and Ryan went over and Richardo let him clean his cock off. Mike passed Brian on the way in and Brian said, he has a hot mouth and an even hotter ass. Mike went into the both and sat on the toilet and watched as Ryan sucked Richardo. He could see the kid had cum dripping from his cunt and he whispered put your ass up to the hole. Ryan gave no hesitation and Mike started to eat his cummy cunt. Mike said fuck kid you taste so good. Knowing his poz cum is what that guy was eating set Richardo over the endge and he came in Ryan's throat. He said nothing else and pulled his pants up and left. Mike and Ryan were alone for a while. Ryan just let me eat his hole for the longest time and he seemed to think mike was gonna fuck him but Mike told him to turn around and slide his fat 7.5 by 7 dick through. Mike had red pubes even tough he had turned white on top. Ryan started to suck his dick and make love to it, Mike got harder and harder. He had not intended on fucking but after ten minutes of sucking he told Ryan to hack his as sup he wanted to taste it again. He did lick it and spit on it and then slide his finger in and then two and pulled some of the cum out and rubbed it on his dick and then lined it up on the boy gasped as Mike shoved his dick in. Then Mike told him to bounce on his dick and make him cum. Ryan fucked himself with Mikes dick and 15 minutes later Mike shot his load in the boys ass, Ryan turned around and sucked mike clean and as he was doing that one final guy showed up. Ryan thought he was done and he was both disappointed. The T had made him so horny. Mike stayed put with his rock hard dick pushed through the hole. Ryan took his cummy hole and backed it up on Mike again while he sucked his last dick of the night. Before he could hands came through and gave him poppers and made him take his six hits. Meanwhile Mike was fucking the cummy hole that has just opened up even wider for him. The final dick slide though and he seemed to recognize it from earlier. He licked and sucked and tried to opened wide to take as much as he could and would pull off and lick and jack that huge dick. Before long Mike came again in the kids ass. He pulled off the dick and turned around to suck the dick clean and his hole was lined up with the glory hole. Within a few minutes Ryan had put his hole right up to the hole and the huge dick from the other side started to enter his hole. Mike could hear the kid was having trouble and as much as he did not want to pull out of his mouth he knew he needed some poppers. He bent down and fed the kid six hits, then another six a few minutes later and the kid started to relax enough to enjoy it. He started to moan and his face was so close Mike put his face up to the kids and started to make out with him. He could feel and hear each moan as his ass was being opened up. Mike fed him some more poppers and they made out for another five minutes and then Mike fed Ryan his thick dick and Ryan went back to sucking That little whore loves Mikes dick and before long Mike was getting close again. He had not shot three loads back to back in a lifetime. Before he could feed Ryan another load the big dick in Ryan's ass shoves in deep and Ryan make a little squeal and the guy said fuck that is the hottest fucking hole I have ever fucked. Stream after stream of cum in Ryan's hole and then the dick pulled out and he cleared his throat and left his dick in the hole and Ryan seemed to know he needed to clean that cummy dick off. Mike was rock hard till and Ryan put his hole up on Mike's dick and sank deep on it, Mike commented out loud fuck dude your hole feels like a wet fucking pussy. With that Mike fucked Ryan's cunt as the dick in the other hole pulled out and he pulled up his pants and left leaving Mike to fuck that cunt till he came a third time. Ryan turned around and sucked his cock clean until Mike went soft and then Mike buckled up and left. Ryan looked at his watch, fuck it is 7:30 I gotta get back to my Girl.

Hi guys. I'm a 38 year old guy in North Carolina. I've loved bareback and breeding ever since the first time I saw it in a vid and the rest is history. I thought I'd give this site a try as I am sure I'll like-minded individuals.

My husband and I ENCOURAGE each other to get extra action on the side! The more the better! And expect it to be 'unsafe' bareback sex, preferably with total strangers. We 'keep scores' and show each other the exchanges on Grindr and Scruff and the dick and full body naked shots! The more cocky, lewd and self-assured they are, the more we are in awe about the other's 'prize tricks'. We EXPECT the other to take loads and or breed some guy raw, whatever the action requires. Of course only a balls-deep ass-breeding will leave a proof-positive residue and that musky scent of buck on your ass... We get so turned on by all that we now have the best sex with each other as we call each other a 'champ barebacker', 'proud slut', a genuine cum-dumpster, whatever details of our daily or weekly exploits... Promiscuity and raw play should be a sport among bros! He is my wingman and I'm his slut mentor! PS: we started out as a 'conventional cheater' situation, me catching him, laying down THE NEW LAW! "PROMISCUITY and random sex rules! But all must be consummated bareback! No regrets, no shame, no fear, no hypocrisy, no jealousy, and no rubbers EVER!" Can't preach my sermon often enough!

Thank you for the love for this story with plenty more to cum... 4. The reveal That shock paled into insignificance when I opened the toilet door only to find my brother Ben laughing, with another guy about his age at the hand basin, talking about the dumbfuck they had just Pozzed. “Ben!” I screamed, “was that you…..?” I couldn’t finish what I was saying as a tsunami of emotions hit me. “Fuck! Liam what the fuck are you doing here, in there, Oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck. Bro I’m sooooooooo sorry I never…..” He too couldn’t speak, red faced and too angry to get the words out. Ben turned to his mate, “Dan you better go. Liam you have to come home with me…we have to have a talk.” We didn’t say a word to one another on the walk to his car and “Get in” was all that was said before we got to his house. My brother quickly ushered me indoors and sat me down in one of two black leather settees, “Beer?” he asked I simply nodded yes. While he was in the kitchen I scanned the room, white, bright and minimalistic with everything in its place, the total opposite of when he was at home. “Here drink this, you’ll need it.” And before I could finish one sip the front door opens and in walks the man I know to be Olly. “Hi Love, home early for once" then scanning the room looking for Ben says, "…Oh Liam….I didn’t expect you to be here too! Sorry I didn’t mean it the way that sounded! Oh shit, let me start again…Good to see you and welcome to our home.” “Well done loverboy you managed to insult my brother and ‘out’ us all in one go!” snapped Ben to Olly. “I’m sorry. Ben what’s up? It looks to me like something is seriously wrong by the looks on your faces, d’ya want me to leave so you two can talk about it?” “No, I think you had better stay and hear this.” Then turning to me confessed, “Just in case you hadn’t got it, Olly is my boyfriend, my partner, so yes I am gay just like you. I love Olly….” And then smirking says, “I’m a size queen, so maybe soon you’ll see why I love him so.” Then Ben proceeds to tell Olly about our toilet adventures with Dan. I was surprised that Olly wasn’t angry but appeared to be turned on by the huge lump that was showing in the front of his suit trousers. “Other than keeping it in the family…the problem is?” a smiling nonplussed Olly asks. “We’re all Poz and unmedicated but it was Liam’s first time.” Ben spelt out. “Wow! You took your own brother’s cherry you lucky bastard” replied Olly totally missing the point. Ben’s protective feelings for me broke out once again as he dropped into the seat next to me, gave me a hug and said, “You OK with this?” I didn’t know what I thought, it was all too much; getting fucked for the first time, getting fucked by my own brother, not only that but by someone I had for years fantasized and wanked off over, finding out he is gay too, finding out he has a boyfriend, finding out they are both HIV positive all as I sit here with two Poz loads soaking in my ripped-up guts. It was too much and I snuggled into his chest and burst into tears, sobbing loudly. “Hey, hey, we’re here to support you.” Olly said reaching over to rub my shoulders, “We can get you to the medical centre for some emergency Prep to stop your exposure to HIV if you decide that’s what you want to do, we didn’t, but it’s up to you, your choice.” Truth be told I didn’t know what I wanted, my red eyes smarted but I pulled myself together and asked about their life, how they got Pozzed and how they live with it. I also was intrigued as if they were together why Ben was in a toilet with this Dan chap. I sat enthralled by their tale of how Ben got infected, gave it to Olly when they got together and Dan was a mate of theirs who was chasing the bug to get it and move on so he can enjoy fucking whom he wants, when he wants. I took it all in. “Is it wrong that that’s what I want too?” after hearing all about this made my cock throb, swell and leak a huge wet spot in my trousers…it didn’t go unnoticed. “Looks like your little brother likes the idea of being knocked-up, see his cock has made his mind up for him” as a big shit eating grin spreads across Olly’s face, “Am I right, or am I right?” “You got me, yeah I think that’s what I want, but only if you help me through it.” I said lightly punching him on the arm. A collective “Yes!” erupted from both Ben and Olly as they caressed and cuddled me as for the first time I literally felt brotherly love.

Had a Raw group sess few weekends ago taking loads and got my pierced cock up some hungry breedable arses. Woke up other day with a dripping cock burnt as hell and now need a few holes to breed it into before I get treated.

Non-consentual rape is illegal... This story is for fantasy purposes only... _______________________ Jeff was awakened by the sound of broken glass. He had been sleeping in late enjoying his summer vacation after finishing his junior year of high school. The loud noise of the broken window had startled him out of a deep sleep. Rolling out of bed, he slipped on a pair of underwear and pondered the loud noise. Both of his parents had left two days ago for vacation, and his older sister wasn't due back from her summer college classes until later on in the afternoon. His parent's house was in the country and no other homes or people were close by to making any noise. Puzzled by the sound, he decided to go investigate. As he opened the door to his bedroom and started to walk down the hall, he was surprised to see a big black man crawling through what had been the closed living room window. Instantly seen by the black man, Jeff turned and raced back down the hall to his bedroom and slammed the door. Within seconds he heard the black man outside his door. Even worse, he heard more footsteps, and heard several other sinister voices ordering him to unlock the door. Frightened by the men, who by their voices were obviously black, Jeff was terrified. He forgot about the other door that led to the bathroom that he shared with his older sister's a joining room. His only focus was keeping his bedroom door closed. Concentrating on keeping the bedroom door leading to the hallway closed, Jeff did not hear another black man enter through his sister's room and come into his room through the bathroom. Standing with his legs spread, trying to keep the other men from breaking down his bedroom door, Jeff presented an erotic sight to the black man who had just escaped from the state prison located fifty miles away. Watching the young white boy pushing against the door trying to stop his friends from entering, Bruce, a two hundred pound convicted rapist watched the white boy standing with his legs spread, ass sticking out. Already filled with adrenaline and joy over his escape from prison, Bruce smiled at the sight of the boy. Feelings his cock growing erect Bruce could think of no better way to celebrate his prison escape than by tearing off a piece of the white teenage ass. Rushing up behind Jeff, Bruce backhanded the white boy on the side of the neck. Not even aware that Bruce was in the room, Jeff was caught by surprise. The karate strike caused his muscles to spasm, causing him to drop to the ground instantly. As the boy whimpered on the floor in shock and pain, Bruce unlocked the bedroom door, allowing his two black friends to enter. "Shit boys look at this cracker." Bruce said referring to Jeff who was still laying on the ground trying to recover from the sharp pain in his neck. "Here we need a place to hang out until the heat dies down from all those pigs chasing us, and look, now we got us some entertainment why we is hiding." Then kicking Jeff in the ass, Bruce continued, "I bet this punk white ass is still virgin." Rubbing the front of his prison pants to fondle his cock, Bruce said, "Well nothing like some Alabama bull snake to break in a virgin ass, hey brothers!" Laughing, the two other men agreed with Bruce. Bending down the men pulled Jeff to his feet, and threw his body facedown, sideways over the small twin sized bed. Pulling his waist over to the side edge of the bed, Bruce held the boy down, while his two friends grabbed shirts hanging from Jeff's closet and ripped the shirts apart. Tying the torn shirts to the metal legs of the bed, they quickly spread Jeff's legs and tied his ankles to the shirts attached to the legs of the bed. Recovering from the blow to his neck, Jeff suddenly tried to stand up and fight the three black men. His efforts were futile, and the black men enjoyed beating the white boy back down on the bed with their fists. Pushed face down into his bed, Jeff was powerless to stop the strong escaped convicts hovering over his spread-eagled ass. Walking around to the other side of the bed, Bruce grabbed Jeff's arms and quickly tied each wrist with a torn shirt. Pulling the shirt tight, he managed to stretch the boy over his twin size bed, tying the shirt wrapped around Jeff's wrists to the metal legs of the bed. Looking down at the white boy who was now crying laying side ways across the bed, Bruce enjoyed the sight of the white teenager spread out before him. The white boy's ass, still covered in boxer shorts, was sticking up, and the white boy's face, with his pretty mouth, was hanging over the other side of the bed. The white boy cried, and begged for mercy. "Please don't kill me. My parents have money. You can take anything you want. Please just don't kill me." Not yet realizing the escaped convicts intentions, Jeff continued, "Please you can take anything, I won't tell. I promise I won't tell anyone and I'll do anything you want, just let me live!" Leroy, a convicted drug dealer walked around to the front of the bed, and pulled Jeff's hair and made him look up. "You mean white boy, that if I don't break that lily-white neck of yours and I let you live, I can take anything I want and you'll do anything to help me?" "Yes sir! You can take anything you want! Please just don't hurt me." Leroy continued to toy with his hapless and naive victim. "You mean boy, that you'll do anything, anything at all?" "Yes Sir anything, anything at all" As soon as he said those words, Jeff noticed the huge bulges in both Leroy's and Bruce's pants. It was then that he focused on the men's prison uniforms, and Jeff suddenly recalled all the horror stories he had heard about what convicts do to young men in prison. Jeff gulped in shock as his fear of death became replaced with the fear of being raped. His body shook in fright at the thought of being raped by the three big black men. Watching Leroy reach down and fondle his cock through his jeans, Jeff knew that the three men had tied him like this on purpose. He had heard about getting butt-fucked, yet he had never thought such a thing would happen to him. Only fag's let other men touch them, and Jeff never would have thought he'd be fucked by another man, let alone, three black men. Jeff, already beaten by the men, knew that he couldn't escape and he feared what the men would do next. As he laid on the bed he trembled and whispered. "Please Oh no. Not that, please." A moment later, Leroy confirmed Jeff's worst fears. Unbuttoning his pants, he pulled out his cock, and walked up to his white captive. The huge ten-inch black cock stood at attention only inches away from Jeff's face. Jeff gulped as he stared at the black one-eyed monster jutting before his face. Leroy' cock was huge, and Jeff shivered and watched as the cock moved as Leroy stroked the big organ. Surely, Jeff thought, it would be impossible for that cock to fit up his tight little ass. "Yeah, white boy that is all for you" Leroy snorted as he fondled his dick. "You did say white boy that you wanted to live and you be willing to do anything, if we didn't kill you. Well I reckon we can let you live. But ya' got to help us. Help us celebrate our escape from prison. Open your mouth and pleasure me, and let me see how much you want to live. You suck real good boy. You kiss my dick and you show me how much you value your life by sucking down my manly seed, and I think we can let ya' live to see tomorrow. Now open wide boy!" Jeff, staring at the huge black cock, the first black cock he had ever seen, heard Leroy's words, but the demand seemed impossible. With tears rolling down his checks, Jeff begged. "No, No, please, anything but that." Looking around the room for mercy, he saw the other two men undressing, and he noted their big black dicks sticking out from their waist. "Please don't hurt me. Please don't do this he pleaded and begged. Enjoying the sight of the white boy sobbing on the bed, Alton, who was a sadistic pimp and killer who had been convicted of murdering a prostitute for failing to earn enough money, pulled his belt off his jeans. "Shit Leroy, ya' offer this here boy a chance to live and he won't even suck ya' dick. Well, let me teach this honky some respect and gratitude. Reaching down, he grasped the underwear covering Jeff's virgin ass, and ripped the material in two. Throwing the underwear aside, Alton placed his hands over the globes of Jeff's upturned ass. Spreading the boy's ass checks he admired Jeff's small anal opening. Kneaded Jeff's ass he commented "Oh yeah, that's a fine ass you gots there boy." Feeling the hands caressing his butt checks, Jeff struggled against his bounds and begged for mercy. Alton, enjoying the feel of the boy's tight, muscular ass cheeks, kept on talking. "Hey man, when I was in the city, I would get these young white boys running away from home. Man I would break them in hard. Raping there little asses and make them drink my sperm for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Every morning, I'd drown their throats in my piss before I rammed my cock, and then my hand, up their ass. Man, you should have heard how they screamed when I fisted their little ass holes. After I got them use to sitting their tight little asses on the end of my cock, and got them to enjoy the feel of my dick sticking down their throat, I'd have them begging for dick. Then I'd introduce them to heroin, and put `em out on the street selling their tight little bodies, while I raked in the money. Man, those old white men in their three-piece suits and BMW's would be paying good money to beat, torture and fuck some little lost white boy like this kid. Why those boys were stuck on the ends of men's cocks almost eight hours a night. The only down side was that after having load after load of sperm shot up and down their asses and throats they'd be used up in no time. It was bad for business because it didn't take too long before they got beat real bad or they got AIDS or some other fucked up disease. Then I'd have to get rid of them, either sell them to another pimp, or if they was likely to call the cops, make them have an accidental heroin overdose. But man, why they was healthy and good looking, like this kid, I'd be living the good life. These little white boys made even more money them those little white bitches I'd get." Releasing the boy's ass cheeks, Alton placed two of his fingers in his mouth, and then after wetting his fingers, spread Jeff's ass cheeks. Shoving his two fingers a inch up Jeff's ass, he laughed as the boy screamed and moved his hips up, involuntarily raising his ass to met the prodding digits. Moving his fingers around, Alton examined the crying boy's asshole. "Oh hey, that's fine brown eye." Alton said "Looks virgin too." Then without any concern for Jeff, he rammed his two fingers completely up the boy's rectum. Jeff bucked up and down as his virgin ass was torn open by the thrusting and wiggling fingers. "Oh god that hurts. Please stop! Please stop sir, please!" Jeff screamed as he bucked up and down, trying to force the fingers out of his asshole. Alton ignored Jeff's pleas and repeatedly shoved his fingers in and out of the boy's ass. "Yeap, look at this boy. Moving all about like my fingers are killing him. He's virgin alright. Wait until he gets one up the ass, then he'll really have something to scream about!" Pushing his hand as hard as he could, he made Jeff's hips rise up and down off the bed as the boy suffered through the cruel fingering. Over the pain, Jeff heard Bruce laugh cruelly and say, "He might be virgin now, but he won't but for long!" Pulling his fingers out the boy's ass, Alton jumped up on the bed, and grabbed a handful of Jeff's hair. Pulling the boy's head up by the hair, Alton pushed Jeff's face into Leroy's crotch. "White boy, my man said you could live, but ya' got to suck his cock. Now boy, ya' said you'd do anything. Anything means ya' open up that pretty white mouth of yours and pleasure my friend here." Slapping Jeff on the side of his head, Alton screamed "Open ya' mouth boy and suck my fingers clean that been up your stinky ass. Then once ya' get done, ya' can suck my main man's cock!" When Jeff shook his head in refusal, Alton pushed the boy's head down into the mattress and got off the bed. "You was warned boy!" Alton snarled. "Leroy you just hold your cock in front of that honky and I promise you he'll be sucking on you dick like he has been wanting to do it all his life." Then without any warning, Alton picked up his belt and raised it over his head. When the belt slammed onto Jeff's bare ass, Jeff's body arched, and his arms and legs pulled desperately against his bonds. Jeff's screams of terror and pain vibrated the bedroom windows. "Aggh, Oh, God no! Please No. Please stop, I will..." Before he could even finish his cry for mercy, Alton brought the belt back down, slamming the leather into the boy's succulent ripe flesh. Jeff's ass was on fire and throbbing in pain as Alton repeatedly brought the belt down across his ass cheeks. Each time Jeff's mind exploded with pain as the leather belt crashed into his body. The leather belt wrapped around to smash into his hips and sides, conforming to the shape of his waist. Jeff squirmed underneath Alton's lashes, screaming and begging for mercy as he tried to move his ass from side to side to avoid the stinging belt, and relieve the burning pain. But there was no getting away from the belt. Alton had whipped dozens of his prostitutes, both males and females, and he always enjoyed the sight of a white ass turning bright red from the kisses of a leather belt. Alton aimed carefully, and after several dozen powerful blows of his belt, the white boy's ass was glowing bright red. Seeing that the belting was starting to leave faint black and blue marks on the boy's whipped ass, Alton adjusted his blows. Still swinging the belt with all his might, Alton targeted the back of the boy's upper thighs. The young, naked boy thrashed in his bonds and begged for mercy as new areas of pain assaulted his mind. Alton, like a fine craftsman repeatedly whipped the boy, adjusting his blows to find new area's to torment. When the screaming boy's thighs grew red, Alton redirected the belt and brought the belt down onto the white boy's upper back. The belt smashing over his ribs and spine caused the boy to arch his back in pain. His screams, which had been growing weak as the boy became exhausted under the steady assault, suddenly returned to their original ear-shattering loudness. "Oh god please stop! He begged as he sobbed and tried to regain his breath. 'Please stop. I'll suck you. I'll do anything! Please just stop the hurting!" Ignoring the boy's cries, he brought the belt down to crash into the small of Jeff's lower back. The boy continued screaming and begging for mercy, as his body was viciously whipped and pelted by the leather belt. Growing tired and knowing that the boy's spirit had been crushed, Alton dropped the belt and climbed up on top of the crying boy. Running his hands up the boy's beaten back, he placed his cock between the boy's ass cheeks and straddled his ass. Grabbing a handful of the white boy's blond hair, he pulled back the crying boy's face, and raised it up to face Leroy's large cock. Smiling, Leroy moved his cock in front of the white boy's round lips, and said, "Open wide boy. You better lick me good, and I better not feel any of those pearly-white teethes of yours on my dick." Whimpering with pain and humiliation as he stared at the huge black cock only inches away from his nose, Jeff opened his mouth. Thrusting forward, Leroy moved his cock past Jeff's lips and felt his cock gliding over the white boy's hot wet tongue. Moaning with pleasure, Leroy filled Jeff's mouth with his big black cock. The thrill of the boy's wet tongue moving under his hard cock made Leroy shudder in pleasure. "Oh yeah, boy suck my dick." Wrapping his hands behind the white boy's head, Leroy grabbed a handful of the boy's hair. Getting a good solid grip the boy, he made sure that the boy would be unable to move his head, and so he would be powerless to stop his cock from ramming into the back of his mouth. Then without warning, he rammed his cock deep into the white boy's throat. Feeling the huge staff of black meat moving past his tonsils and into his throat, Jeff tried desperately to escape the huge cock stabbing into his throat. Gagging on the thick slab of meat, he had to fight his natural reaction to throw up as the rock-hard cock pounded past the back of his mouth, going deep into his throat. Unable to speak with his mouth so full of the black man's cock, he couldn't even scream in protest. The only sound heard beyond Leroy's grunts of pleasure were Jeff's muffled whimpers of protest and the bed springs moving as Jeff's body tried to push away and escape from the mattress. But there was no escaping from his spread-eagled position or anyway to stop the black man from brutally using his mouth and throat to pleasure his long black dick. Both Bruce and Alton watched transfixed as their partner used the white boy for his personal sexual satisfaction. They all laughed when, without warning, Leroy stopped moving his huge slab of cock meat in and out of the boy's throat. Leroy's balls rested on the white boy's chin as he kept his black log lodged in the back of the white boy's throat. Unable to breathe, Jeff squirmed on the bed, and desperately tried to turn his head to get the cock out of his air passage. Remembering the black man's threats though, Jeff kept his teeth off the black man's huge cock. The beating had taken all his pride and sense of strength away, and he knew he was powerless to stop the black man from blocking his airway. After waiting two full minutes and enjoying the sight of the boy's face grow red and then white from lack of oxygen, Leroy reluctantly pulled his cock completely out of the boy's throat and mouth. Watching the white boy gasp for air, Leroy rubbed his cock over the white boy's forehead and cheeks. Rubbing his cock over his nose, he could not help but admire the boy's feminine looking facial features, and his back and ass facing towards the ceiling. Noting that the boy's body was firm, with a nice muscle tone, yet lacking body hair on his back, ass, and legs, Leroy thought of how this boy would make a big hit in the prison block. Or he thought, as he placed his cock against the boy's lips, a big hit on the street pimping and pumping his tight little ass for some old white man's greenbacks. Yeah Leroy thought, Alton was right, this white boy could make a pimp rich selling his tight little ass and wet mouth to a bunch of rich white dudes. Wouldn't that be a historical twist of fate? A nigger selling a white boy into slavery. Hey, Leroy thought, we should sell this white boy into fucking slavery and make him a prostitute. But first Leroy thought he was going to get some personal revenge for the white judge and jury that sent him to prison. "Suck my nigger dick white boy. Suck me good!" Pushing his cock past the boy's red lips, Leroy felt his cock slide over the top of the boy's tongue. Pushing forward he stopped when the back of the boy's throat surrounded the head of his cock. Then moaning in pleasure, he rammed his hips forward, once again driving his cock back into the boy's face. Back and forth he moved his cock over the boy's tongue, power fucking his cock deep into the boy's throat. Only briefly stopping his assault every minute or so to let the boy catch his breath, Leroy used the boy's hot, wet mouth to satisfy his carnal lust. The sight of the boy's tears and his muffled cries only added to his sadistic pleasure. Listening to the crying boy, and watching Leroy's spit drenched cock sliding in and out of the white boy's pretty face was too much for Alton. He had moved off the white boy to get a better view of Leroy raping his face. After watching the cock moving back and forth between the boys lips, and enjoying the sight of the boys cheeks puffing in and out on Leroy's dick, Alton decided that it was time to try the boy on for himself. Walking back behind the white boy's spread- eagled legs, he quickly undressed. Dropping his clothes to the floor, he stroked his hardened cock before he grabbed the boy's red, beaten ass cheeks. Feeling the boy's tight ass meat, he squeezed his hands into the meaty globes. Pulling the boy's cheeks apart, Alton peered down at the boy's tiny virgin asshole. "Virgin ass" Alton thought. "Ain't had no virgin ass for a long time. I am going to split this crackers ass wide open. I can't wait to feel the heat of body squeezing my dick. Now let's get started." Licking three fingers on one hand, Leroy moved his fingers down to the boy's crinkled opening. Sticking the tip of his index finger into the boy's ass, Alton started sinking his finger deep into the boy's tight ass. The white boy, sucking on the cock lodged in his throat, groaned as he felt the new invasion of his body. Squirming and tightening his muscles he tried to dislodge the invading digit plowing up his ass. But he was powerless to stop the black man from ramming first one, then two, and finally three fingers into his ass. Alton thrust his fingers deep inside the boy's anal cavity, drawing a gasp from Jeff. Alton felt the tightness delightedly. Oh, it would be such fun opening this boy up! Noting the tight dry ass, Alton asked Bruce to look in the bathroom for any type of lubricant. Bruce quickly found a tube of KY jelly in Jeff's sister's bathroom articles, and he returned to hand the tube to Alton. Fingering the boy's ass, Alton watched Leroy thrusting his hips forward as he feed his cock in and out of the boy's face. Pounded in and out of the boy's mouth, Leroy held the back of Jeff's head in a death grip with his strong black hands. Leroy quickened his thrust, moving his cock over the boy's tongue and deep into the boy's wet mouth and throat. Grunting, Leroy shuddered as his body was racked by an orgasm and his cum exploded from the head of his cock. His cum shot into Jeff's open mouth. Jeff's throat and his mouth flooded with the hot, sticking cum of the big black man fucking his face. Gagging, he tried to avoid swallowing the salty cum filling his mouth. But Leroy held the boy's head firmly against his crotch as his cock shoot wave after wave of hot cum into the boy's throat. Jeff, disgusted by his first taste of man seed, could not dislodge the big prick shoved into his mouth, and had no other choice but to swallow the hot slime down. Finishing his climax, Leroy, slowly pulled his softening cock past Jeff's lips. Watching the head of his cock trailing a line of cum over Jeff's lips, Leroy slapped the boy on top of the head. "Ya' first mouthful of cum boy! You done good but you'll get better. You'll be getting plenty of practice sucking cock boy, you can bet on that. Now, you better lick my cum off ya' lips. Don't let any of my seed go to waste! Ya' better get use to that taste too white boy! Because from now on, you ain't nothing but a nigger's sperm receptacle. Yeah, white boy, you is going to be turned into a pin cushion for big black dicks" Slapping the boy on the side of the head again, he asked, "Ya understand me boy?" Grunting in pain from the slaps, and the intrusion of Alton's fingers deep in his ass, Jeff, breathing down a throat rubbed raw by Leroy's brutal throat rape, moaned "Yes Sir, I understand." He then darted his tongue between his lips, and licked the last of the man's slick sperm off of his lips. Then moving the sticky seed across his tongue, he moaned as he swallowed the black man's salty seed. Pulling his fingers from the white boy's ass, Alton spread KY Jelly on the boy's crinkled hole. Admiring how the boy's spirit was already broken, Alton smiled as he thought of all the fun he was going to have raping and torturing this young boy. By the time he got done with this white boy, the boy would be totally crushed, and if he let the boy live, the boy would be a whore to any man who wanted to fuck his ass or face. Ramming the lotion up the boy's tight ass with two fingers, Alton positioned himself behind the boy's upturned ass. Removing his fingers from the white boy's ass, he moved his hands over the boy's firm ass, and up the small of his back, exploring the boy's firm body. Moving his hands back down, he placed his hands onto the boy's waist, before he dropped his weigh down onto the helpless boy. Sticking out his tongue, he licked and kissed the back of the boy's neck as he moved his hips to position his cock right between the boy's baby smooth ass cheeks. Jeff groaned as the fingers spread the cold KY Jelly up his stretched ass. Suddenly, the fingers were gone, and Jeff felt the black man's hands move all over him. Then he felt the black man's weight on the bed as the man began to crawl over him. Suddenly Jeff felt the black man's hairy chest against his back, and then the man's body crushed him down into the mattress. Trying to adjust to the big man's crushing weight, Jeff shivered when he felt the black man's tongue move over his neck, and he then felt something hot, long and hard pressing between his butt checks. He moaned in terror as he felt the man's huge hot rod positioned between his ass cheeks. Swallowing with fear, Jeff felt the huge hot log pulse against his ass, and he knew that the huge pole of burning cock was going to be shoved up his ass. Crying with renewed energy and terror, Jeff begged the black man not to rape him. "Please sir, not that. Please, I will suck you. I'll do anything you want, but not that. I'm not gay. Your are too big! Please don't do that to me." Alton, enjoying the pleasure of total control, whispered in the ear of the tied captive lying spread-eagled before him. "But white boy I have to hurt you and I am going to fuck you. I am going to make you gay, boy." Then talking louder in a cruel voice, he taunted his rape victim. "I will do anything I want to you boy! You fucking worthless piece of white trash, I don't care what you want! And I know that you're going to do any fucking thing that I want, because if you don't I'll break your fucking neck. Now you little piece of shit, I am going to fuck that honky virgin ass of yours so hard you won't be able to sit down for a month. Why I is gonna turn you into one first class cock sucking, dick taking faggot." Rubbing his cock back and forth between Jeff's butt checks, he continued to torment Jeff. "Now I want you to scream real good for me when I ram my cock up your ass and make you my woman. And I want you to beg me to stop hurting you just like my people use to do when you honky- mother-fuckers use to beat us when we was slaves. Well white boy, I am going to get me personal revenge by plugging your white ass and making you my faggot bitch. If you don't want me to kill ya', you better be begging for me to fuck you while I shove my dick up your ass. Yeah white boy, gonna turn your ass into a pussy. You better move real good too white boy, because the only thing that's keeping you alive is your ability to pleasure my cock! Now get ready for it white boy, because here it COMES!" Without any other warning, Jeff felt Alton lift his upper body off his back, and the tip of Alton's cock move against the crinkled opening of his asshole. Then, the black man pushed his hot log forward with all his might. Jeff's asshole tightened with fear and pain as the cock tried to spear into his butt hole. Eager to fuck the white boy, Alton continued to push forward until the head of his lubricated nine-inch cock slid past Jeff's tight sphincter muscles. Jeff screamed in pain as the tip of the big, hot cock battered past his ass muscles and burned up into his tight ass. "Aggg shit, it hurts! Take it out!" Jeff screamed as his bowels and lower body was racked in pain. "It's too big. Ohh shit, it hurts. No more, no more! Please don't go so fast!" Jeff begged for mercy as he frantically pulled at his bonds and tried to move his ass away from the invading intruder. The tight restraints and mattress kept him trapped under the black man and there was no escape from the cock burning ferociously up his virgin ass. Feeling as if the end of a baseball bat had just been rammed up his butt, Jeff wiggled on the bed in pain and torment. His cock surrounded by Jeff's soft, tight ass, Alton relished the pleasure of the young boy's hot body. Laughing at the boy's frantic but unsuccessful attempts to avoid his assault, Alton dropped his weight down onto the young boy, and continued to press his cock into the boy's tight up turned ass. Then, readjusting himself, he placed his hands on the boy's shoulders, and pushed his upper body off the hapless boy. All the while Alton slowly pushed his cock forward into Jeff's tight asshole. Alton sank three then four inches of his long, thick cock up the white boy's ass. Pushing his upper body completely off the white boy, he looked down at his cock. Marveling at the sight of the boy's ass swallowing his cock and the feel of the hot body wrapped around his cock, he admired the contrast of his dark black skin against the blonde boy's fair ass and pink, stretched asshole. Caressing the white boy's smooth ass cheeks that still glowed from the lashes of the belt, Alton sank another two inches of cock up the boy's anus. While Alton's cock moved deeper, the boy sobbed in horrific pain, and tears rolled down his face as six inches of black cock was shoved up his asshole. Moving his hands up Jeff's back, Alton stretched his body over Jeff's body, and covered the white boy under his massive black frame. Licking the boy's ears and running his tongue across the side of Jeff's face, Alton softly whispered into the white boys ear "You have all my cock up your ass, would you like me to pull my cock out of your ass now?" Crushed under the big man laying on top of him, Jeff quivered in pain. His lower body felt as if it was being ripped in half by a hot metal pole, and he could hardly breath under the big man's weight. Jeff begged his rapist to pull out. "Oh, take it out. Please take out!" he panted. With only six inches of his nine-inch cock up the boy's rump, Alton continued to tease the boy "Would you promise to suck my cock and lick your shit that got on my cock off if I pull out? Would you then suck my dick and swallow all my sperm if I pull out?" Racked by cramps in his lower stomach as the hot cock continued to move from side to side in his ass, Jeff begged for mercy. "Yes sir, I'll do anything, anything, please just take it out!" "I want to help you boy, but you have to tell me what you want. Tell me what you'll do for me if I take my cock out of your ass" Alton asked. "I'll suck your dick. I'll take you in my mouth and swallow your sperm. Please just take it out!" Jeff begged. "Well" Alton said, "Your asshole sure is dirty. Will you lick your shit off my cock before you swallow my sperm?" Then rotating his hips, he moved his massive cock around inside Jeff's tight ass causing the boy excruciating pain "Let me hear what you'll do for me white boy. Tell me how my dick is too big for your virgin ass and it hurts you so much that you want to suck my big nigger cock and lick your shit off my big beautiful cock. Tell me, how you love the feel of big nigger cock in your mouth. Yeah, you tell me how you want my big dick to rub across your tongue and how you want to eat my sperm. Tell me what a faggots you are, and how you dream of nigger dick filling your mouth with hot cum. Do it now boy or else!" Alton then cruelly moved his hips back and forth, stretching the boy's anus even more. "Aggh!!!" Jeff screamed. "Please I'll do anything, anything. Your big dick is too big for my virgin butt. Please take it out! I want to suck your big nigger cock and I want to lick the shit off your cock. I want to tongue your big nigger cock and taste your sperm! I love big nigger cock down my throat. I am a faggot, so please sir, let me suck your dick!" Placing his hands between Jeff's shoulder blades, Alton used his strong black arms to push his upper body off of Jeff's back. "Well white boy, since you said please, I'll take my cock out of your ass." Pulling his hips back, he removed all but the head of his cock out of the boy's tightly stretched ass. Jeff whimpered with pain as the big cock tore back out of his asshole. The cock moving back caused friction and more pain to his already skewered butt. Longing for the relief of the hot cock to leave his sore bottom, he begged Alton to finish taking the head of his cock out of his stretched asshole. "Please don't stop! Please take it out all the way out. Please take your cock out of my ass and let me suck your cock. Please!" Smiling sadistically at Bruce and Leroy who were quietly watching Alton tease and play with their unlucky victim, Alton lowered his hands to the boy's hips. "Ya' know what white boy. It isn't nice to call black people niggers! Why, you is some type of white boy. Here I was, going to do you some sort of favor and let you suck my cock instead of me tearing your asshole up with my big cock, and you go and call me nigger! Well white boy it ain't nice to call colored folks niggers and I am going to have to teach you some manners!" Jeff, realizing how he had been tricked, started crying "But you wanted me to say nigger! Please sir, I won't say it again! Please, I'll do anything, anything, please just let me suck your dick. Please don't fuck me! I will make you feel good, please just me..." "Whack!" Alton slapped Jeff in the back of the head, and told him "Shut up white boy. I know you'll do anything I want! And I told you it ain't nice to be saying nigger. Now I am going to nigger your ass. Yes sir, I am going to show you why so many white women likes us black men. Yep, we got big dicks and we can fuck for forever. Get ready for it white boy, here comes the fuck of your life!" Without any other warning, Alton grabbed Jeff's hips and rammed his cock forward. All nine inches of thick black cock slid into his ass. Jeff screamed and his body bucked and withered in pain as the powerfully built man brutally shoved all of the big cock deep into his virgin ass. "NOOO!" the ravished boy screamed. "It's killing me! Please God, it hurts, please stop!" "It hurts so bad! Please, Take it out!" "Please. No more!" Pulling back, Alton admired the heat of the boy's ass, and smiled at the thought of the virgin boy's blood on his cock. The boy's cries for mercy were music to his ears. Free from prison, he knew there were no guards around to spoil his fun, and the boy could make as much noise as wanted. This was going to be one of the best fucks he had in a long time, and just like old times, he was going to enjoy terrorizing his hapless victim. Pulling seven inches of his cock out of the boy's ass, he stopped and waited for the boy's cries of mercy to diminish. When the boy stopped begging for mercy, and when his sobs had quieted, Alton without warning, violently jammed all of his cock back into the boy's ass. The boy's bound body tightened as the cock invaded deep up into his body and his whimpering and screams for mercy again filled the room. As Alton rode on top of the boy, he enjoyed the pleasure of his balls slapping up against the boy's ass cheeks. Alton could feel the boy's ass muscles constricting, trying to adjust to the massive cock buried in his rear. As he fucked the boy's ass, Alton marveled in the heat squeezing and pleasuring his cock. Running his hands up over Jeff's back, Alton enjoyed the feel of the boy's thrashing young body as it tried to escape his cock. Ain't nothing like virgin boy butt to make a cock happy Alton thought. For Jeff, the experience was anything but pleasurable. "Please sir" Jeff begged. "Stop! Please don't hurt me anymore! I beg you to please stop. My ass is tore. Please, I beg of you, take it out! The pain is so bad!" "Shut up white boy! You'll take my cock, and before long you'll even like it. Hearing the boy sobbing for mercy, and hearing the boy's voice wracked with pain as he pleaded for mercy, Alton's enjoyed his rape of the boy's tight, hot ass. Placing his hands back on the boy's shoulders, Alton then began a brutal assault on the boy's anus. Holding his body tightly against the boy's back, he hammered his cock in and out of the boy's tight ass. Without let up, he power rammed his cock back and forth in the boy's ass with all his strength. Remembering the white whore who had testified against him in court to get him convicted of killing that fourteen year-old white female hooker who he had fucked to death with an ax handle, Alton plowed into the white boy with deep painful strokes of revenge. Unable to escape, and with his pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears, Jeff could only lay there as the black man frantically moved his big cock in and out of Jeff's torn and bleeding ass. Buffeted by wave after wave of excruciating pain, Jeff was reduced to moaning as the big cock moved in and out of his ass. Every time, the black man raped his cock into Jeff's ass, Jeff would moan. As the cock moved back out of his abraded and torn ass chute, the white boy would grunt with pain. In and out Alton worked his cock, never once caring for the white boy that he had pinned to the bed. As the giant tool moved up the white boy's ass, the boy's pain increased, and his screams and moaning grew louder. The increased screams from the boy caused, Alton to laugh and he redoubled his assault on the tortured boy's ass. Alton could careless about the misery of the white boy he had pinned to the bed. White kids were for fucking, and this boy was going to get fucked good! As the giant tool moved back and forth, deep in his ass, the white boy's pain increased, and his moaning grew louder. The increased sounds of torment from the boy caused Alton to snicker as he redoubled his assault on the tortured boy's ass. As the boy withered in agony, lost in a sea of torment and humiliation, Alton began to pant with excitement. The boy as he withered in pain and tried to escape his rapist, was unintentionally tightened his ass muscles. The muscles caressing his cock felt so good to Alton, and the boy's struggles only added to the black man's pleasure as he drilled his cock in and out of the white boy's ass. Drenched in sweat, Alton felt his climax approaching. Alton, dug his hands into the boy's shoulders, and he hammered his cock forward, leaving it deep within the boy's ass. He suddenly raised his upper body off the boy, and gave out a mighty shout as his cock quivered and shot its seed deep into the teenager's tight ass. Alton's body shuddered in pleasure as his wad shot deep into Jeff's white ass. Alton collapsed on top of the moaning boy he had just fucked. Keeping his cock buried in the white boy's ravished hole, he felt his cock draining all of his sperm into the boy's rectum. Resting atop the spread-eagled boy, Alton regained his breath. Then slowly, he pushed his sweaty body off the boy, and pulled his softening cock out of the boy's ass. Removing his cock with a loud pop from the boy's ass, Alton smiled at the boy's ass hole. Alton had fucked the boy so hard and stretched his ass so wide, that the boy's sphincter muscle was unable to close all the way. His asshole was stretched wide open and Alton could see his sperm deep inside the boy's torn and bloody asshole. Not that his ass would be empty for very long. As soon as Alton stood out of the way, Bruce stepped up behind Jeff's spread ass. Slapping the boy's red ass cheeks, Bruce placed his cock against Jeff's already torn and battered hole, and placed his hands on the boy's hips. In one monstrous thrust, he buried his eight-inch dick deep into the crying boy ass. Not even giving the boy a chance to adjust to the wider cock now ravaging his hole, Bruce buried his cock to the balls. "Shit, that's fine pussy you got there boy!" he muttered as he moved his hips back, and totally removed his cock from the boy's tight ass. Then again he rammed his cock back into the boy's torn hole, moving his cock in out of the boy's ass. Jeff screamed with agony at the new assault viciously spearing his once virgin asshole. Climbing up onto the bed, with his cock still buried deep up the boy's ass, Bruce immediately clapped a hand over the youth's mouth. Then he began to jack hammer his penis into the boy's tight, near virginal buns. His body twisting from side to side with the pain of the wicked penetration, Jeff yelped into the hand covering his mouth. As the last few minutes filled his mind with pain, he continued to cry. He'd never been prepared for anything like this. He'd never dreamt he'd be used this way. The tears poured down his face as the cock slammed into his rectum, tearing the already battered delicate tissues of his bum hole. Bruce pumped excitedly into the tight ass of the boy. He'd had many men in prison, but very few who had just lost their virginity, and certainly none like this boy. His testicles slapped against the lower cheeks of Jeff's ass, as he thrusted faster and harder. Bruce pushed his left hand under Jeff, and caressed the boy's penis. Feeling the boy's balls and penis in his hand, spurred Bruce on to deeper, harder thrusts. He clutched the boy's balls in his left hand as his right hand clamped onto Jeff's shoulder, giving him leverage. He forced the entire length of his shaft up inside the boy as he squeezed the boy's balls, trying to crush the boy's testicles between his fingers. Jeff was crying out as his body shook in pain. It felt as if the black man was trying to rip his balls off his body. Bruce gave a triumphant shout, feeling the boy shaking in pain. He thrust again and again into Jeff, his cock now close to bursting with the cum boiling in his balls. He let go of Jeff's balls and, placing both hands back on the boy's shoulders, rammed fiercely, driving his dick in and out of Jeff' asshole. Within minutes both Bruce and Jeff were covered in sweat, as Bruce drove his cock in and out of the tight ass. Bruce's heavy breathing, and the repeated sounds of Bruce's balls and hips smacking against the boy's ass as the boy's hushed cries of torment and pain filling the room gave testimony to the hot sex occurring on the small bed. Quickening his pace, Bruce moaned as his felt his cum boiling in the depths of his scrotum. Grasping onto the boy's shoulders, his cock exploded deep within Jeff's ass. The cum filled the boy's anus and overflowed. Bruce strained against Jeff as the jolts of pleasure filled his body as his cum left his cock in spurts and gushes. Biting the back of the boy's neck, Bruce's body tightened in ecstasy as he enjoyed his climax. Jeff screamed as his neck was gnawed on, and the cum splattered deep into his already ravaged hole. Only when his cock was completely drained did Bruce pull out and step away from the boy. Leroy, hearing the fucking noises slacking off, walked back into the bedroom. Seeing the white boy's red ass sticking up, and cum running from his ravaged asshole, made Leroy's cock harden. Walking up behind the boy, he started stroking his hardening cock. "Bruce, while you was having your way with our little white friend here, Alton and I called my uncle at that pay phone by the bar on Nelson Street. My uncle says that since it is Sunday, it will take a while to get a truck, but he can still be here in three hours. He'll bring a delivery truck, and we can clean out this house, and then hides behind all the furniture. Ain't no police checkpoint gonna want to unload a packed moving truck. Once we get back to town, we'll all scatter and disappear while my uncle will hock the furniture and that will be his payoff for helping us out. Until then, why don't you and Alton continue to look around this place? I am sure you can find some good treasures. I already done found some guns and jewelry in the master bedroom. Check out the medicine cabinet too. I found a bottle of Viagra. I took some as soon as I finished fucking our new friend here. I figure that in about forty five minutes, when this Viagra kicks in, I'll be fucking his tight little ass for the next nine or ten hours." Then smiling from ear to ear, he laughed and said, "I found these too" as he held out his hand and showed off a large black ten inch dildo. Snickering he said "I guess this and the Viagra means this boy's momma likes a big hard dick." Turning his attention back to the Jeff, he poked Jeff's right ass cheek with the dildo. "Do you like big dick too, huh, boy? You like your momma? You like a big hard one shoved up your hole?" Jeff, dazed by the pain of his body, heard the man's question, but it seemed as if the man's voice was far away. His whipped ass, back and legs, combined with his bitten neck and ravaged asshole completely filled his mind with pain, almost making him senseless to his surroundings. But the boy knew better then to ignore his tormentors. Whimpering as he felt the hard plastic dick pressed into his ass checks he looked over his shoulder to look at the thick dildo. It was huge and he knew it would hurt being shoved up his abused ass. "I don't like being fucked. Please don't use that on me" he fearfully said. "Well white boy," Leroy laughed, "I guess if you don't like cock, you just ain't had enough. Let me see if I can change your mind." Jeff felt Leroy's hands drop down onto his ass cheeks and rest on his whipped ass flesh. Leroy's fingers opened and caressed Jeff's bruised, but soft skin. He smiled at how the boy's body shivered in fear at the mere touch of his hand on the boy's beaten flesh. The black man's hands slid back and forth, up the length of the young boy's ass crack and the small of his back. Leroy admired the contrast of his black hands against Jeff's white skin, as he lightly squeezed Jeff's warm flesh. Even the red belt marks on Jeff's skin paled compared to Leroy's big black hands kneading and caressing Jeff's white butt. His right hand, fingers together, slid up and down Jeff's ass crack, directly across the boy's battered asshole. The hole was stretched open, and Leroy could see cum deep in the boy's bowels, although some of the other men's seed was leaking from between his ass cheeks, and dripping down onto his shriveled balls. Sliding his hand down between Jeff's splayed thighs, Leroy pushed his hand under the boy to cup the boy's balls and cock. Feeling the boy's shriveled cock and balls, Leroy thought of how easy it would be to crush the boy's sex organs in his hands. He'd always wanted to castrate a man before, and this would be a great time to do it. But his throbbing cock, enlarged by Viagra, needed attention immediately. There would be plenty of time for torture later on. Removing his hands, he bent forward, dropping his body over Jeff, and then laid his full weight down onto the boy. Leroy pressed Jeff into the mattress, his heavy body squashing the boy's slender frame. Jeff felt the muscled chest pressing into his back and the man's hardening cock against his ass. He could feel the man's sweat dripping down onto his skin, and Jeff's nostrils were filled with the unpleasant smell of Leroy's bad breath and body odor. Leroy reached down and slid the length of his shaft downwards so it lay along the boy's ass crack. Then he softly rubbed himself against Jeff, his cock-knob sliding between the boy's butt checks. Leroy dry fucked his trapped victim for long moments, moving his shaft between the spread ass cheeks. Then he slid off the boy, and as he pushed away, Jeff wondered why the man wasn't fucking him, and he wondered why the man had pushed off his body. Then he felt the man's fingers at his butt-hole. A long, straight finger pushed against his sore hole, then dipped inside. Jeff felt wetness, slickness, and knew the oily substance was the same that they had used to lube his ass up earlier. Jeff felt the finger as it pushed into him, forcing it's way past his torn sphincter. The finger pulled out, and there was a pause, then it pushed against him again. Jeff whined softly, his fingers squeezing into his palms. Then Jeff felt Leroy move atop him again. The mattress was pushed down, and the bed moved, as Jeff felt the man positioning his body over his. Jeff again smelled the man's breath, and felt the man's sweaty, wet chest press into his back. This time though the man's cock moved past his ass checks, and Jeff felt the man's prick-head push against his rectal opening. Having overcome some of the shock of being raped, Jeff laid quietly as his mind cleared and his nerves became super sensitive, expecting another rape. Jeff felt the cock pushed against his ass. The cock was soft, and at the same time hard. It mashed against his small round opening, seeking entry. The hardness of the man's shaft was behind it and the weight of his body atop. The hard shaft slid into his body, slowly, very slowly, then as the knob passed his opening, the man suddenly thrust down hard. Jeff gasped and ground her teeth together as the prong stabbed into his anus, slicing down the length of his shit-tube as the strong black man sought to bury his organ deep within the tight sucking depths of Jeff's rectum. The big cock rammed deep into his ass. Jeff's muscles tightened and as the big cock pushed painfully against something deep within his body. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Jeff cried. "Ohhhh Goddddddd! It hurts. Go slow, Aggh god! Go SLOWWWW!" The cock was huge and Jeff felt split apart down there, again he felt torn and ripped as the fat cock forced it's way deeper into his anus. As before, his mind was assaulted by wave after wave of pain. Jeff again pulled helplessly at his bonds, but his legs remained wide open as another cock slid remorselessly into his body. Inch after inch of black cock slid into Jeff's asshole until the black man's fat balls pushed up between Jeff's buttocks. Jeff could hardly breath from the weight of the big man's body atop his. His uncontrollable screams and gasps of pain only made his struggles to fill his lungs with oxygen more difficult. Jeff closed his eyes and drew a shaky breath, trying to ride past the pain as the big man began to nuzzle his mouth against the nape of Jeff's neck. He chewed and sucked and nibbled at the side of his throat, biting with sharp little nips that made Jeff yelp with pain as he closed his eyelids and prayed for escape from the parade of cocks that had been shoved into his body. Leroy began to fuck Jeff's asshole with deep powerful strokes, sliding his cock forcefully up and down the boy's asshole as he reamed out his victim's anus. His fat cock slid back and forth in the tight warm opening, with no regard for the boy's pain. Leroy ground himself against Jeff, sliding his body from side to side, then upward along the boy's body, digging and twisting his prick within the white boy's anus. Jeff felt it high up inside him, felt it moving within his body, twisting within the tight tube encasing it. Leroy began a slow, grinding fuck, his belly rubbing against the boy as he humped his cock inside his victims' rectum. He began drawing the length of his prick-meat up out of the anus then, sliding it up out of the tight hole until only the head lay buried within. Then he threw his hips forward, dropping his weight back so his cock drove down into the boy once more. Air woofed out of Jeff's lungs as he felt the cock spear into him. He clenched his teeth tightly against the pain, and tears forced their way through his closed eyelids. Then Leroy began to fuck the boy's asshole with deep powerful strokes, sliding his cock forcefully up and down the asshole as he reamed out the boy's anus. His fat cock slid up and down, moving back and forth inside the elastic tube, pumping, pumping and pumping. Jeff trembled, pulling nervelessly against her bonds again and again, feeling only that fat cock inside his rectum, churning faster and faster. As the black man's excitement mounted, the cock pounded down into Jeff's asshole, riding a slippery, gooey lining of blood, and the cum and lotion that had been forced up Jeff's ass. Leroy's cock moved faster and faster, pounding back and forth inside Jeff until the man finally gasped with pleasure and collapsed, his cum gurgling down into Jeff ass tube as he spent himself inside the boy's body. He lay atop Jeff for a short time, then rose and left. Thirty minutes later, Alton came into the room drinking a bottle of beer he had found in the refrigerator. Walking in front of Jeff, he pulled his head up. "Boy every one of us agrees that you is a good fuck." "Yes sir boy, you got a tight little ass, and from what Leroy is telling me, a talented tongue. Now boy if you behave, I'll untie you and take you into the bathroom, so you can relieve yourself, and take care of your personal business. We all took some of that Viagra your old man had in the medicine cabinet. So our little party is just getting started and I don't want you pissing all over yourself, or shitting on the end of my dick. But listen up boy, you try to fight me after I untie you, and I'll make that spanking you got earlier seem like child's play. And you try to escape boy, I'll make you wish your momma never would have spread her lily-white legs to give you birth. Yeah boy, it would be a bad thing if you force me to take that belt to your balls, or get one of your momma's kitchen knives and cut up that little prick of yours. You know boy, it'd be a real shame if you forced me to carve my initials on your ball sack. You understand me white boy." Jeff heard the evil black man's words and shivered in fear. He didn't want his dick or balls to be cut, and he didn't want to be whipped again. His ass, legs and back still stung from the bite of the belt earlier. Jeff would do what ever he had to do to avoid another whipping. Also, his bladder was full, feeling as if it was ready to explode, and he desperately wanted to get off the bed. Just as bad, his arms and legs ached from being stretched and pulled across the bed. But far more important, his asshole throbbed in pain, and he wanted to see if his butt hole had been torn. His ass felt as if he had been ripped wide-open back there. Even his throat throbbed in pain from Leroy's long cock strokes that had reached deep down into his neck. A piss and a glass of water would make Jeff feel better, and maybe his release from the bed would mean his rapes would end, or at least be delayed for a while. Jeff, clearing his throat, crocked "Yes sir, I understand. I won't give you any trouble. Please you don't have to hurt me no more." "Good boy" Alton said. "You is a quick learner." Untying the boy's legs, and then arms, he pulled the teenager off the bed and made him stand in front of him. The big black man standing before him dwarfed Jeff, and he shivered at the man's touch. Told to put his hands together, in front of his body, Jeff offered no resistance as Alton carefully tied his wrists together. Watching Alton tie the rope, Jeff recognized the piece of rope as the rope his father had stored in the garage. It was the same rope his father had used to build his tree swing on the big tree in the field next to his house. Jeff recalled all the happy times he and spent on that swing, never imagining that some of that rope would be used to bound his hands together so that he could be fucked and abused by other men. Tears rolled down Jeff's checks as Alton led him into the bathroom. Allowed to pee, Jeff sat down on the toilet and relieved himself. He then moved his fingers under his balls, running his fingers past his pubic hairs which were wet and sticky from the black men's spent cum. As Jeff carefully pressed a finger into his swollen sore anus, he found his ass battered, and slightly bleeding. His fingers became covered in cum, as he continued to examine his rectum. He could tell his ass was not badly damaged though, and he was relieved that he was not bleeding badly, or completely ripped and torn open. Alton stayed in the bathroom with Jeff, but gave him privacy. Alton was about to practice some of the things he had learned while he had been pimping in the city. Although he had spent years behind bars, the memories of how to break in a young boy into gay sex was still strong in his memory. Alton knew that it was easy to rape a boy. But it was another thing to rape a boy, and then make the boy cum so hard that he begs to be fucked. Alton knew that he had the skill to turn Jeff into a dick-sucking faggot who would crave having his ass pounded by a big cock. Alton was going to teach Jeff how to take cock, and learn to love it.

[Remember - this is fiction, not recommended behavior...] "Here you go Mrs. Winters, one Grande Cinnamon Spice Mocha," Antonio said, handing the coffee drink to the elderly woman across the counter. "I put an extra bit of cinnamon in it just like you like it," he added, with a wink and a smile. "Thank you, Antonio," Mrs. Winters said, sipping the mocha and returning the smile. "You're the sweetest young man." "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Winters," Antonio replied flirtatiously, handing her the receipt. "Have a great day." Antonio was quite the "Chatty Cathy" type while at work, always talking with the customers. Management liked him, customers liked him, and his co-workers liked him. Antonio was just naturally outgoing, talkative and effusive. All that, coupled with his handsome Italian-American looks and coloring made for one very sexy package. The Starbucks in the grocery store was unusually slow this time of the day and Antonio was glad. All the studying he'd been doing for school was starting to wear him down, and he was glad it was Friday because this was the only day of the week when he didn't have classes. He'd been up since 4:30 am to work the shift starting at 5:30 am, and he was already tired. He looked at the clock: it was only 7:30 am. Five hours to go before he was off for the whole weekend. He picked up the newspaper and turned to the classified ads. He was so deep in thought now that he didn't see the handsome man at the counter. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, folding the paper and putting it on a shelf behind him and washing his hands. "Just looking for a place to live. What'll you have?" "Mmm...," the man said, looking at the menu. "How about a Caramel Macchiato?" "Great choice," Antonio said. "What size?" "Make it a Venti," the man said. "By the way, why are you looking for a place to live?" Antonio, ever the chatterbox, explained his current living situation to the man. He'd been living with his mom and her new husband ever since he got out of the Army and lately things were getting tense. His "step dad" was a real shit and Antonio didn't like him very much. Since he was taking a full load at the community college he could only work part time, which meant that he didn't have enough money for his own place. But he really wanted to get out, so every day he scoured the newspapers looking for cheap studios or people who were looking for roommates. Anything would be better than living under the same roof with that asshole. There was no one else in line so the man stayed and continued to chat. "You were in the Army?" he asked incredulously. "How old are you?" "Twenty-two," Antonio replied. "I know, I look younger." In fact, he looked 16 or 17. "Why the Army?" "I kinda had to go in," Antonio said. "Why's that?" the man asked, taking a drink. Antonio rolled his eyes and shook his head as he went on. "Well, I got into a little legal trouble after I graduated. Nothing too bad, but bad enough. Part of the plea arrangement was that I join the Army. I just got out six months ago, thank god, but I still gotta see my probation officer every week for the next two years. But it beats prison." The man nodded. "I'd have to agree with that. By the way, my name's Craig." He reached out and shook Antonio's hand. Antonio pointed to his nametag. "Antonio... but then I'm sure you probably already knew that." He smiled his big, infectious smile and Craig felt all warm inside. The kid was hot! He looked him up and down quickly. Antonio was about five foot eleven. There was a workout room in the condo complex where he lived that he used whenever he wasn't working or studying. As a result, he was toned in all the right places but not too muscled. He had wide shoulders and a narrow waist. His pecs were well defined and he had a flat stomach with the beginnings of a six-pack. He had a round bubble butt and, from what Craig could see, a nice bulge in his pants. He had floppy, disheveled-looking hair that looked like he spent a lot of time on it to make it go that way, but which in reality, had a mind of its own and did whatever it wanted. Over the years he had learned to just go with it. All in all, Antonio was what you would call a pretty boy. "Have you thought about getting a second part time job?" Craig asked. Antonio sighed. "Yeah, but it's kinda tough, what with my school schedule and all, you know? I haven't been able to find anything that fits." "Well," Craig said, reaching into his wallet and handing Antonio a business card. "I manage this club and we could always use an extra waiter. It'd only be a couple nights a week and the tips are pretty good." Antonio took the card and looked at it. Craig Powers, Manager, the card read. The name of the club was The Fly and the "Y" in Fly was in the shape of an open zipper. "Is this a gay bar?" Antonio asked. "Yes," Craig replied. "Would that be a problem?" "Well I'm straight," Antonio said. "Wouldn't that be a problem? Or at least awkward?" Craig smiled. "Most of the guys who work for me are straight," he said, lying through his teeth. "In fact, most of them are students just making some extra cash. Like I said, the tips are good. Some of the guys make a couple hundred a night." Antonio looked at the card again. "I wouldn't have to do anything queer would I? I mean, I wouldn't have to... you know..." Craig laughed out loud. "No. There are no strings attached. Now I'm not saying that some of the guys don't, how should I say it, 'go the extra mile' for some of the regulars. But that's not a requirement. You'd be there strictly to serve drinks. Nothing else." Antonio looked at the card, then at Craig, and then back at the card. "I don't know, man," he said. "Hey," Craig said with a wave of his hand, "the job is yours if you want it. No pressure. If you're interested, the shift is from 9:00 pm till closing." Antonio put the card in his back pocket. "I'll think about it Craig," he said. "And by the way, the coffee's on me." Later that afternoon Antonio had a nasty argument with his step dad. He slammed the door to his room and stripped out of his uniform. He rarely wore underwear and his fat, eight-inch cock flopped around as he tossed his pants onto the bed and dug through his drawer for his jock strap. He figured he'd go to the work out room for a couple of hours. At least there he wouldn't have to put up with his step dad. He remembered his jock strap was in the wash and rummaged around until he found a pair of briefs. He found a new, unopened package and tore it open. He only wore briefs when he played sports or worked out and then only if his jock was dirty. He didn't like the feel of butt-huggers and would rather free-ball or wear boxers. He pulled a pair of shorts over the crisp white briefs and then his track pants. He made sure all the snaps were closed on either side before he put on his Duke t-shirt and shoes. The work out room was locked so instead of going back to the house, he got into his car and drove around. As he drove his mind kept going back to the conversation he'd had with Craig Powers that morning. Shit, a couple hundred bucks in tips a night! A couple weeks working there and he could get a place of his own fast. A nice place, too. But a gay bar? The thought turned him off. He knew people who were gay and all, but he didn't really hang out with any of them. But the money was tempting and he kept thinking about Craig's job offer. He was a little worried about getting felt up or something, but he kept pushing that thought away. Who the fuck cares! He wasn't gay. So some faggot copped a feel. Big deal! It hardly seemed an inconvenience for a couple hundred a night. He decided to give it a shot. At 8:30 pm that night Antonio walked through the front door of The Fly. The place looked upscale, but it was a total fag hangout! There were drag queens and dudes dressed in leather and all kinds of shit. Then Antonio saw the waiters. They were all dressed in tight 2xist boxer briefs (white, black, or grey), and equally tight, brightly colored lycra t-shirts that totally clung to their bodies and showed off their chests and nipples through the thin material. Plus, the shirts were short enough that the guys' bare stomachs showed. He also noticed that most of the waiters had bills of various denominations tucked into the waistbands of their underwear. Shit, Antonio said to himself, I can't do this. I can't parade around in my underwear in front of a bunch of queers. He was about to turn and leave when he saw Craig making his way across the room toward him. "Antonio!" He said smiling, sticking out his hand. "I'm glad you decided to come by. What do you think?" Antonio swallowed nervously as he looked around the room. "Well, to be honest, I think I'm gonna take a pass. I don't think I'd be too comfortable walking around in my underwear." "Well, that's the uniform," Craig said. "I probably should've told you earlier. But I understand your position. Like I said this morning, it's your choice. We only want you here if you want to be here. Sorry it didn't work out." Antonio saw one of the waiters pulling bills from his waistband. Shit, there must be fifty bucks there! He could sure use that kind of money. He turned to Craig, who could almost see the dollar signs in Antonio's eyes. "What the hell," he said. "I'll do it." A huge smile spread across Craig's face and he patted Antonio on the back. "Way to go! Just follow me and I'll hook you up with an outfit and show you your section." Antonio followed Craig to the back office as Craig continued to explain the job. "It's pretty easy, really. You just take their drink order, the bartender makes them, and you serve the customer." "I saw some of the customers patting guys on the butts and stuff," Antonio said. "I'm not so sure about that." "Ah," Craig said, waving his hand again. "That's nothing. To be honest, the friendlier you are, the better the tips. All you have to do is smile and be nice. Just pretend you're working your other job." Antonio laughed. "That's easy for you to say. I don't work at Starbucks in my underwear." "Yeah, and I bet you don't get $20 tips, either," Craig countered. He could see the dollar signs flash in Antonio's eyes again and knew he had the naïve stud hooked. Antonio gulped. "Shit..." he murmured. "Sorry... I mean shoot. That's not too shabby." He was torn. On the one hand, he could really use the money, but on the other hand, he didn't want any fag touching his ass or anything. The money quickly won out. Craig opened a cabinet and flipped through several packages of t- shirts and underwear before settling on black boxer briefs and an ice-blue lycra t-shirt. He handed them to Antonio. "Here. I think these'll look good on you. You can change in the bathroom if you want." Antonio took the clothes and went out of the office and into the bathroom. He went into a large stall, noting the glory hole, and quickly stripped out of his clothes. He put on the boxer briefs. They were snug and totally highlighted his package. He put on the t- shirt and went to look at himself in the mirror. He looked like a total fag. At that moment Craig walked in. "Dude," he said, looking Antonio up and down, "I have a feeling you're gonna make some nice tips tonight." "Really?" Antonio said, adjusting his big cock and balls. At least he wouldn't have to worry about getting a hard on. "Oh yeah," Craig said. "You look good enough to eat." Antonio blushed. "Where should I put my stuff?" Craig gestured toward a row of lockers against one of the walls. "Use number fourteen. Here's the key." The key was on a hot pink bracelet and Antonio slipped it around his wrist. "Time to start," Craig said, looking at his watch. They stepped into the bar and Craig pointed to a set of booths and tables near the bar. "That'll be your section. Tables one through twelve. They're all numbered so don't worry about it. Just be yourself and you'll be fine. Oh," he continued, pointing to another guy, "and this is Nathan. He just started last night. He'll be working this section with you." Antonio looked at the guy. Nathan was about Antonio's height but wasn't as toned, although he did have a great body. He was more cute than handsome, with brown hair and eyes and a big, Midwestern- looking smile. He looked the picture of innocence. His uniform was white boxer briefs and a bright yellow top. Just by looking at him Antonio was positive he was straight, too. Nathan reached out and shook Antonio's hand. "Nice to meet you." "Yeah, you too," Antonio replied. By now Craig had left and Antonio turned to Nathan. "So, you started last night?" Nathan nodded. "To be honest, this place wouldn't be my first choice. I work at another restaurant downtown but I'm only a back- waiter. I made more in tips here last night than I do in three days at the other place." "Really?" Antonio was intrigued. "Did you have to do anything, you know, queer?" he asked. Nathan shook his head. "No. Well, I got my ass pinched and patted a couple of times, but that's not bad, considering I walked out of here with $150.00 in tips." Antonio's jaw almost dropped. "Shit! That much? Fuck, I'll let these fags feel me up for $150.00 bucks!" Nathan and Antonio laughed, unaware that Craig was standing just a few feet away and had overheard everything they said. An hour later Antonio was on his way to drop off a drink order when he saw Craig. "Hey Craig," he said. "Have you seen Nathan? Is he on a break or something? He's been gone awhile." "Nathan went home sick a little while ago," Craig explained. "I think he has the stomach flu or something. He wasn't looking too good so I sent him home." Antonio had no idea that at this very moment a drugged-up Nathan was bent over a table in Craig's office getting his ass and mouth fucked. In fact, Craig had just come from plowing the poor kid's virgin ass. Earlier Nathan had gone to use the restroom. As he was leaving, a cloth soaked in chloroform had been clamped over his face. He had resisted but someone grabbed his arm and he felt the prick of a needle. Then everything began to get hazy and swirly. He was half-carried, half-dragged to Craig's office where he was now being raped. Antonio went about with his work for the next couple of hours, completely unaware of the stares he was getting from the guys at one of his tables. They had come in together about an hour ago. As he walked over to check on their drinks one of them said to him, "Why don't you join us?" "Oh, I don't think I can," Antonio said. "I'm not sure I'm allowed. This is my first night." "Sure you can join them," Craig said, as he just happened to walk by. "Jimmy'll cover for you," he said, pointing to the waiter who had taken over for the absent Nathan. He whispered into Antonio's ear, "if you play your cards right, you can make some extra cash here." Antonio shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He looked at the guys at the table. "I guess I can sit down for a few minutes," he said. The guys introduced themselves. There was Todd, Mike, Steven and Bruce. Apparently they were regulars. They were expensively dressed in designer clothes. Antonio could tell they were wearing Calvin Klein, Tommy Hilfiger, Kenneth Cole and Hugo Boss clothing. Apparently these guys were well off. He just might make some good tips if he were extra nice to these guys. "So, Antonio," Todd said. "What'll you have?" "Uh... just a beer. I probably shouldn't have anything too strong, since I still have a few hours on my shift." He stood up to get his beer but Todd put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him back into his chair. "I'll get it," he offered. "Relax a bit." Antonio began talking to Steven, Mike and Bruce while Todd went to get his beer. Todd returned a couple minutes later. He had ordered Antonio an MGD in a frosted mug and the guys watched as Antonio took a long draw on it, savoring the taste as it went down. He had no idea that Todd had slipped a mild but fast-acting sedative into the beer. He also had no idea that these were the same guys who had been in the back fucking poor Nathan silly just an hour earlier. After a few minutes of talking, Antonio stood up. "Thanks for the drink guys, but I'd better get back to work." He words sounded slurred and he looked a little unsteady on his feet. "You okay, Antonio?" Todd asked, concerned. "Yeah," Antonio said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. "It just feels warm in here all of a sudden." "Hmm... maybe you're coming down with something," Todd replied. He stood up and put his arm around Antonio's shoulder, gently massaging it. "How about we get a little air out back?" he said, steering Antonio toward the back exit. He looked at the guys at the table. "You guys gonna give me a hand?" They all got up. As Todd led the increasingly unsteady Antonio through the bar, they came across Craig. "What's going on?" he asked. "Not feeling good..." Antonio tried to say but he was having a hard time getting the words out. For some reason his mind seemed foggy. Todd winked at Craig. "We were gonna take him out back to get some air." "Oh, I think Antonio would be much more comfortable in my office, wouldn't you?" Craig said. He took a quick look around as he pulled a syringe from his coat pocket. He took Antonio's arm and injected the drugs into him. "What was that..." Antonio started to say, but found he couldn't continue. He found it hard to focus, let alone speak, and the room began to spin. It looked like the guys' faces were melting. They took Antonio into Craig's office and locked the door behind them. Craig turned on the stereo to drown out some of the sound. He motioned to a small table in the corner. It was about eighteen inches high and had hooks on either side. They bent Antonio over the table, tying his hands and feet down. Antonio's head was buzzing. As much as he tried, he couldn't make sense of what was happening. His mind kept drifting in and out of a haze. Craig shoved something into his mouth and told him to swallow. Everything seemed cool. He had no idea it was viagra. Next Todd took a pen-knife and sliced off Antonio's clothes. The dazed stud just looked at Todd with a blank expression on his face. "What're you doing?" he managed to slur. "Getting ready to fuck you," Todd answered. The guys all laughed. Antonio saw a bright flash and then another. He had no idea pictures were being taken. Antonio cocked his head to one side and looked at Todd. Then he looked at Craig and the others. No one was smiling. He started to laugh. "You're gonna fuck me?" "Yup, just like we fucked your buddy Nathan." The smile disappeared from his face and he struggled furtively, but to no avail. Whatever was in the syringe had really done a number on him. He felt a slicked-up finger run up and down his ass crack and work its way up his virgin chute. The finger began to move around slowly in an ever- widening circle. "Oh..." Antonio moaned, his face twisted in a grimace. "Please stop!" But instead of stopping, a hand grabbed his cock and start to jerk it. Another hand slapped at his balls and yet another hand began flicking his rubbery nipples. All the sudden sensations were too much and Antonio's moans turned to moans of pleasure. Craig smiled at this. He lowered his slack and boxers and was lubing up his cock. Bruce pulled his finger out of Antonio's ass and Craig thrust his fat cock in. Antonio opened his mouth to cry out in pain but Todd shoved his waiting cock into it, muffling Antonio's cries. "That's it, pussy boy!" Craig yelled, as he thrust his hips back and forth, raping Antonio's virgin ass. Antonio was in agony. His asshole felt like it was being ripped apart and he could hardly breathe with Todd's big cock in his mouth, stretching his lips wide apart. He could feel pre-cum sliding down his throat. It tasted salty and he wanted to gag. All of a sudden Todd's body shuddered and Antonio's mouth was filled with hot, sticky cum. It ran out of his mouth and down his chin, but most of it went down his throat. Todd pulled out. Antonio was just catching his breath when Mike moved in and shoved his dick into his mouth. Antonio was just catching his breath when Bruce opened two small bottles of poppers and put them to his nostrils. "Here, bitch," he said, "sniff these." Antonio had never sniffed poppers before, but he had no choice. He needed to breathe. He held his breath as long as possible, but finally gave out. He sniffed the aroma and he felt lightheaded almost immediately. "Uhhhnnn..." was the only sound that could escape from his cock- filled mouth. "Oh yeah," Mike said, grabbing Antonio by the back of his head and pumping away at his pretty face. "Nothing like a drugged up pussy slut all high on poppers." Craig laughed as he continued to slam his cock up Antonio's ass. "Whattaya think guys? Is Antonio here better than Nathan?" The guys laughed with him. They all had their pants and underwear down and were stroking their cocks, waiting their turn with poor Antonio. Antonio couldn't move. He tried to turn and twist his hunky body, but there were hands holding him still. He could feel Craig's dick violating his ass and then, all of a sudden, he felt a rush of warmth up his insides. The faggot was cumming inside of him! What the fuck! Before he could even process it, Bruce pulled his cock out of his mouth and, giving it a couple of jerks, shot load after load of cum all over Antonio's face. It got in his eyes, up his nose, in his hair and in his open mouth. He didn't even have time to react because Mike's cock immediately took its place. More poppers were shoved under his nose and he became buzzed all over again. Another cock (or was it a dildo?) was sliding in and out of his ass, but Antonio was so gone, flying so high, that it just didn't seem to matter. For the next hour and a half all the guys from the table, Todd, Mike, Steven and Bruce, as well as Craig, fucked Antonio. They shot their loads up his ass, down his throat, and all over his hunky body. In no time at all, Antonio went from being a pretty boy ladies man to a fucked-out cum dump. When they were finished they pulled Antonio to his feet. He was still unsteady and could hardly stand. There was drying cum in his hair and on his face. Craig retrieved his street clothes from his locker and tossed them to him. "Get dressed," was all he said. Antonio's dick and ass hurt and he felt like crying as he pulled his underwear up over his raped ass and dick. The guys all snickered at his tightie whities. Before he could get the rest of his clothes on, though, he was pushed out a door and into the back alley. His clothes and money were thrown out with him. "It's time for you to go, boy," Craig said. "By the way, you're fired, but thanks for the fuck." He slammed the door. And with that poor Antonio, naked except for his white briefs, was left alone in the alley. He hunted for his clothes, not noticing the police car parked only steps away. He was just reaching for his shorts when a bright light flashed on him. He dropped the shorts and grabbed his track pants instead, stumbling badly as he tried to pull them on. Two officers stepped out of the back seat of the squad car. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" one of them asked, as Antonio pulled the track pants up over his bulging crotch. Even with the sweat pants on, you could still notice the tent his viagra- induced erection made. "I think the kid's got something down his shorts," he said to his partner. "Do you have any ID?" his partner asked. "Yes, officer," Antonio said. His voice was still thick and slurred. He reached into the pocket of his sweats and retrieved his wallet. He handed it to the cops. "Have you been drinking tonight young man?" one of the officers asked as his partner took Antonio's drivers license back to the squad car to run a check. Antonio shook his head. "No... just one beer, sir." He was still all wobbly. The officer took Antonio by the shoulder and helped him walk over to the car. "One beer, my ass. I want you to put your hands on the hood and spread your legs. I need to do a pat down." "But I didn't do anything," Antonio protested. "Just do what I said, punk," the officer said, his voice sounding rougher now. Antonio assumed the position and the cop began to frisk him. But it was more of a feeling-up than a pat down. The officer let his hands slide slowly over Antonio's chest and the semi-dazed stud was sure that he felt a slight tweak on his nipple. Then the officer's hands roamed over his ass and up and down the insides of his legs. A hand reached around and cupped his balls, giving them a noticeable squeeze. Antonio knew better than to say anything. "Feels like you're packing something in here," the cop said as his partner got out of the car, holding Antonio's ID. "Looks like we've got a possible probation violation here," he said, looking at his partner and the fucked up young man. "Why's that?" his partner asked. "According to computer, this young man isn't supposed to be in public drinking." "But I wasn't," Antonio tried to explain. The cops looked at each other and then back at Antonio. "Well," one of them said, "if you cooperate with us, we'll just forget we saw anything." Antonio had a sick feeling in his stomach. He knew what was coming. "What do I have to do?" he asked, resigned. "Not much," one of the cops said. He reached out and grabbed hold of Antonio's track pants. With one quick pull he ripped them completely off Antonio's body, leaving the young stud in nothing but his bulging briefs. He reached out and grabbed Antonio's dick through his briefs. "Not much at all." "Oh no, guys," Antonio whined. The other cop had unzipped his fly and lowered his pants and briefs to his knees. His cock was hard and dripping. He put his hand on Antonio's head and pushed the young man to his knees. "Suck it bitch," he said, forcing his cock into Antonio's mouth. "Take it all down." As Antonio gagged on the massive cock in his mouth, his eyes caught a glimpse into the back seat of the cops' car. There was Nathan, his head thrown back and his eyes glazed over. It looked like he was only half-conscious. It also looked like he was naked. Apparently the cops had been lying in wait, almost as if they had been tipped off, and had been working on Nathan for some time now. But Antonio didn't have time to ponder any of that. He was too busy being face-fucked by one cop while being finger-fucked by the other. If he'd looked into his wallet, he would've found that all the tips he'd made that night had somehow disappeared.

I’d like to think that I was lucky to get married to Kate. We’ve known each other since freshman year at Penn State and have never had any breaks in between the course of our relationship despite how most relationships in college are. We’ve been together for 7 years now and we’ve lived together for almost 5. After my recent promotion, I decided to propose. I don’t know much about Kate’s family, except for her fraternal twin brother, Alex, who was her only family that showed up for our graduation. Alex studied at Pitt and is the only person I’ve met from her family. He would come up for Thanksgiving to see Kate and I never fail to bring them both back to Philly to celebrate with my family. I remember the first time I saw Alex, I instantly had a hard on. Seeing Kate already turned me on but to see a male version of her, with firm chest and solid biceps only reaffirmed my bisexuality. Kate knows of my sexuality as I’ve always been very open with her. She told me that honesty was something that she never saw in her parents which made her value honesty in our relationship. I didn’t tell her about how turned on I was when I saw her brother though, so I never gave honestly my all. And neither did him I guess as every Thanksgiving throughout our college years, Alex would be on his knees caressing my balls and sucking my cock like a lollipop while I laid on my childhood bed with everyone downstairs thinking that we were playing Xbox. The only joystick that was being played was mine. We never talked about it afterwards and it has remained our little secret ever since. While figuring out the guest list for the wedding, I asked Kate whether she has any other family coming besides Alex. “My dad actually contacted me. Well, Michael. We don’t call him dad. He bumped into Alex a few weeks before he was done with his postgrad at NYU. He was one of Alex’s patient. We knew he was in New York from the postcard he sent when we turned 12 but the thought of seeing him never crossed us. We don’t even remember much of him. Alex told me that he asked about me and that I should see him. Do you think it would be a good idea for him to come? In a way, he still is my dad. I can’t believe he’s going for Alex’s graduation. I haven’t seen him in 20 years.” Kate rarely mentions her childhood, and from what Alex told me, both their parents were never there for them. Their dad had left when both twins were 6. 10 years after, their mom did the same, leaving a letter explaining how she couldn’t stand being around them as it reminded her too much of her mistake with Michael. For Kate and Alex, they considered both their dead parents from then on. I told Kate that it’s up to her if she wants Michael to be there. At Alex’s graduation, it took us a while to see Michael. When we saw Alex hugging him, Kate’s expression turned from stunned to repulsion. I couldn’t make much of him as his back was facing mine except that he was taller than Alex at around 6’5”. I could also make up the outline of his trousers to see that he was wearing a jock. With a bubble ass at that age, it’s a shame to not wear one. Alex then came up to us and told Kate to not overreact and that she should hear him out. As Michael walked over, I begin to see where both these twins got their genes from. His age does not justify his body as it was define, rigid and had the posture of a lamp. He had broad shoulders and a buzzcut with a clean cut beard. His eyes, just like his children were green but darker. Not a wrinkle on his face could tell that he was past 50. Despite wearing a suit, you could also tell his whole body was tattooed by looking at both wrists. If anything, I felt more pressured to be there than Kate did. Initially, there was an awkward silent as both of them didn’t know what to say. Alex had to introduce me to him to break the ice. After exchanging How are Yous I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to avoid their little reunion for any further awkwardness. For some reason, I hid myself in the stall because I started to feel really horny thinking about Michael and how firm his handshake was. His hand was huge and chiseled and I could see the size of his huge biceps peeked through his blazer. As he smiled at me while we shook, I began to trace the outline of his facial structure and notice his earrings on his left ear. All these observations had only made me even more hard and I needed to get off quick. Suddenly, I heard the door opened and the thought of wanting to jerk off deflated. I flushed and got out of the stall to wash my face at the counter. By the urinal, Michael was there, and I could see his huge cock out peeing with a P.A ring as I tilted my head. It astonished me how thick it was. Sensing I was there, he looked at me and smiled without any interruption. “It seem like Kate & I share the same taste in men.” I let out a small laugh, and I asked how it went with Kate. He said that it wasn’t bad.. nor good. He had explained to her why he left. Michael had left his wife after realizing that he had always been gay. He couldn’t stand the life he had in Pittsburgh and decided to move to New York where his partner who was also his colleague at that time had been promoted to. The firm needed extra help so Michael joined with him. Michael quit finance and opened up his own gay bar after shorting in 08’. In a way, he achieved his dreams at the expense of his children being neglected. He then talked about how the life he has now is different than his previous one. In an esoteric way, he also explained how he no longer has any fear now. He mentioned how his partner had passed a few years ago and that he started to think of his other family, his previous family. Meeting Alex was a coincidence as his usual MD was not in. “I know it was a selfish of me, and believe me I do feel guilty for leaving, but I am happy living my life now. It doesn’t hurt to reach out and fate has its own ways of making me meet my family again.” I feared that Kate would have probably slapped him if he had actually said that which explains why he’s in here now. Not to mention how he could use the word fate liberally. “Kate surprisingly hugged me and teared up a bit. Alex said that she only wants to know what happened. It was less dramatic than how I initially expected so I told her everything that I’m telling you now. I guess she didn’t see the point of being mad anymore.” While he was still talking, I began to observe more and more of him. His facial expressions and his smile with his cock still out. He must have drank a lot because he was really leaking. I was fixated on it and he didn’t seem to mind me as I nodded my head while he talked. There was also something about the way he spoke, it was hypnotizing. I snapped back to reality when I realized that I had a massive erection again and as he saw it, he smirked and said that I better not flaunt it around too much. Flustered, I recollected myself and Michael let out a laugh and said that I shouldn’t be embarrassed. He walked over to the sink next to mine and washed his hands. While doing so, I could see that he too had a hard on. After he dried his hands, he glided slowly by me to the exit and just before he went for the door, he grabbed my ass. “Alex told me how good your cock tastes. If I was him I would’ve tasted your cunt instead." I instantly froze and got hard again as he vanished. I left 10 minutes later after jacking off in the same stall I was in, imagining how the girth of his cock would feel sliding inside me.

Love where the fuck this going. Would love to be either one of these guys. 🐷

Just met a guy on the nature trail and got fucked and bred leaning against a tree. So fucking hot.

I can’t think of a single guy who was openly gay at my high school, because being a ‘fag’ in Appalachia in the mid-80s was Not A Good Thing. Mercifully, I was a (very) late bloomer and even though jocks sometimes called me a fag in the corridors, I didn’t understand what they were on about. I did have one girlfriend later on - who actually is now a FtM trans, so essentially a guy and neither of us realized it - and that shielded me from some of the worst abuse. I didn’t even really understand that male-on-male sex was a thing until I got to college. Ironically, one of my best friends came out as soon as he graduated high school and got the hell out of our hick hometown for college in another state, but by the time I understood about myself he was partnered up, and then tragically died young from a drug interaction. What I didn’t realize in high school was that I loved him - if we had been in high school today, when things were more enlightened, we might have had a relationship. But then, he was my girlfriend’s best friend, so we made for a very confused little triad anyway and that would have just been nuts...

Love being the center of their sexual attention and energy. Love watching them growl and build up in anticipation of getting their turn at me. Nothing more fullfilling than feeling like I have serviced many men together. I love being the only bottom in a gang bang. cock hog here

Hey I’m a 25 year old bottom from Germany Düsseldorf and I’m still neg I’m looking for tops to breed me with their toxic load and concert me to the other side 💓💓💓

I hate pubic hair! I have been shaving for years..

It's not that l find them unworthy, it's that l don't give a fuck about their worth at all. l don't care whether they enjoy it or want it (although the mark of a true whore is needing it) When l am using a faggot, l am using it purely for my pleasure and maybe for other mens pleasure but nothing the cumdump likes, or wants, or thinks matters. Hurting the faggot or wrecking its hole are good ways to remind it what it is to the men using it. l don't need to hear their thoughts and feelings, l don't care if it's pos or neg or if it has full-blown aids. But that's also the best reason to get a cumdump pozzed or poz it up yourself. lt shows that you don't give a fuck about its health anymore than you care about its feelings. l just love treating poz cumdumps like subhuman trash that know for a fact that I don't respect it cause I just spit in its face. The best thing about strangling a faggot unconscious is hurting it on purpose while you use it for cheap, easy bareback sex

I was so distracted watching porn and rotating the butt plug in my cunt that I didn’t realise my boyfriend was home until he was standing in the door way bollock naked, jacking his engorged stiff tool. He is magnificent. 6’4” of solid black pierced and tattooed muscle; 11 inch thick cock and massive shaved nuts. I don’t know how long he’d been standing there but he was sweaty. No. Glistening with sweat, and the remnants of clearly a good fucking session at the club. I could smell the cum, piss, sweat and chems from his body as he eyed my up greedily. I smiled at him and as he watched I slid a finger into my cunt alongside the butt plug and, pulling it out slid it into my mouth. He moaned as he stepped towards the bed and I spun round to get into position - head off the edge of the bed. He strode towards me and picked up a bottle of poppers. Standing over me I watched as he took two deep hits and then slowly pushed his cock into my waiting mouth. Even after all the decades sucking my boyfriend’s cock was always an initial massive challenge. It wasn’t only the length but the girth and the fact that he had a massive mushroom head made bigger at least in perception by the thick metal ring that pierced its head. And tonight was no exception. But he never took no for an answer. I moaned as I took that first taste - cum, cunt juices, sweat and piss and mingled on the head of his cock and down the length of his shaft. My cock involuntarily jerked and spat out a gob of precum in appreciation. Bending his legs, he gently squeezed my throat, coaxing me to open up further to take the full length of his cock. My eyes watered in ecstacy as I gagged, opening my throat and gullet to take his total length. He was clearly impatient. As my arms went up to slow him down he grabbed them and pushed the final few inches down my throat causing my to gag as I tried to draw in air. Laughing he fed me poppers, splashing them down my face and then suddenly squeezing my nose shut. My whole body flailed as I tried to break free, our eyes locked as I struggled for breath, my cock harder than it been all night. As I felt myself begin to lose against his cock he pulled it out, as I gasped and pulled air into my lungs. He laughed and without asking pushed his cock back down my throat, once again gagging me and cutting off any access to air by holding my arms apart and squeezing my nose shut again. Each time, his cock seemed harder than before until it felt like a steel blade being forced down my throat. Finally, my throat relaxed enough to take his entire cock, his velvety shaved balls banging off my lips and nose as he face fucked me. Releasing my arms I grabbed his arse cheeks and pulled his cock even deeper down my throat, tasting floods of precum gushing into my stomach. He leaned over me and slowly wanked my cock and played with my tits as I fed off his engorged penis, eyes watering as I greedily sucked it all the way down, it felt, into my stomach. I wanted his seed and sucked him cock hard to try and milk it. Too soon he pulled pulled out and jumped onto the bed and pulled me into his arms. Now, fucking like filthy pigs is always great but who can deny that just holding a guy, sweaty and reeling of sex and snogging isn’t the best thing. Of course it’s great to be fucked, filled to the brim with cum and piss, but the intimacy of just kissing and holding a guy is still the best thing. We were lost in each other’s lips and touches as we writhed on the bed. Grappling cocks, squeezing balls, pinching tits as our tongues entwined or licked cock, balls and pits and then returned to gob into one another’s mouths. His hand finally rested in the butt plug and teased by cunt as he pushed and pulled it, making my hole ache and me moan. Finally he pulled it out, my cunt only giving it up with a reluctant squelch as I squeezed my arse shut to keep in the previous cum juices. Lifting my hips off the bed he grazed his lips against my hole. Before I said I didn’t like to be rimmed. What I meant was I only liked to be eaten out by by boyfriend. Other tongues leave me cold, but feeling his long tongue deep in my rutt makes me crazy. Sure enough, the minute he pushed into my hole I started moaning like a dog, sweat breaking out across my body and my cock hardening until it hurt like hell. I opened my hole to his greedy mouth, feeling his tongue sweep the insides of my arse as he gripped my cock and balls. Reaching round I grabbed his own hard cock, making him moan and thrust his tongue in even deeper. He ate my arse for what seemed an eternity, only stopping to share a hit of poppers or to spit some of my arse juices into my mouth to then snog me. Finally, sated he wiped the saliva from his mouth and reached to the side of the bed. Smiling he pulled open the box and threw me a black rubber tourniquet. I don’t know about anyone else but for me the hottest part of slamming is pushing in the needle and drawing back but the moment you tie the tourniquet and expose a vein. That’s the moment of intent. The first rush of anticipation; the moment I lick my lips, wipe a hand against my pre-cum’d cock and taste it. Everything else is a result of that first decision to get fucked up. To be depraved. To unleash the most carnal actions that two or more guys fucking can unleash. But we do something special. We kneel facing each other, we slam at the same time, and then knees touching we wait to see who will give in first. So, having slammed we knelt facing each other on the bed. Sweating. Leaking. Waiting to see who would give in first to the desire to fuck, lick, eat, choke, seed, piss and breed.

My hole took a hammering last night from a new fuckbud. Pounded my ass for almost an hour pumping two loads in me. I came when he shot his second load. I almost never had a simultaneous orgasm with a top. Amazing! Too bad he's only here for a few months.

A bud of mine said he was biking in my area 'across the street' lol. He wanted to suck my cock and fuck me and who am I to say no. He was worried about being sweaty but I told him no need to shower. Worshipped his sweaty cock and balls and had a nice long suck, 69, rim session. Tells me to sit on his cock, I slap some boy butter on, sniff some iron horse and impale myself on him. A few minutes in and he asks if he can cum, I tell him to go for it and earned my reward!

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.”

Earlier this week I paid a visit to Subway Sauna here in Melbourne: I find the place to be quite random in terms of success ... sometimes its fantastic, other times its just dead. I've had a run of dead visits ... so low expectations going in. And for the most part, it lived down to my expectations - really no one that was my type, so I just at in the steam room or watched a video. I'd got a bit bored and headed to the gloryholes, which I find are good for sparking a bit of action, and sat down outside one to see what would happen. A few minutes later, this muscly Eurasian guy walks up and grabs my dick - he had absolutely no inhibitions. He gave my dick a squeeze or two, and then went into the booth with the most glory holes so I hopped into one of the adjoining booths. With my dick now rock hard I stuck it through the hole and his ass slide straight down onto it - nice and bare. It was a totally hot hole ... he'd already pre-lubed it, and maybe someone else had fucked him immediately prior ... but it rode my swollen cock beautifully. I really love aggressive bottoms who are focused on getting my load pumped inside their hole, and that was this guy. A silky smooth hole, a lovely looking bot and an insatiable appetite soon had me unloading inside him. I pulled out and walked out of the cubicle - as I walked past his, he opened the door and took me into a room. After closing the door, he just climbed onto the bed on all fours ... "fuck me and breed me" was the demand ... I soon deposited load #2 into his ass ... and after leaving my dick inside him for a few mins, I felt ready to pump load #3 in as well. No mention of condoms, status ... or even lube! Nice to have a win every now and then - one of the better visits this year

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.

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

Damn hot story. I’ve still never PNP’d but those are the guys I hit on mostly. It will probably happen sooner rather than later. I’ll gladly go off PrEP for a hot poz party stud!

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?”

I sat on the bed browsing through the channels while Michael showered. He had left his bag unzipped on the bed. I could see the jockstraps he had brought were all neon colored. The TV couldn’t distract or stop me from rummaging through his bag. It was fascinating. His suit was in it and so was his socks. Without any forethought, I sniffed it and felt the blood rush into my cock. I heard the shower turned off and stopped myself, trying to refold everything as if it hadn’t been touched. It was impossible to salvage anything by then. I heard him let out a giggle as he was standing by the bathroom door in his towel. “Now what do we have here?” “You’ve some really funky underwear.” I said trying to feign ignorance of what a jockstrap is. “Very funky. You like what you see?” He said coyly as he started to walk toward me while he rubbed his furry chest. I didn’t know whether he meant him or the jocks in his bag but I do know that I’m seeing his whole torso now for the first time with all its mesmerizing tattoos. At his navel, there was a hazard sign that I remember seeing on syringe disposals. Both his chest had a scorpion tattoo each, facing left and right. The rest of his body had the same tribal designs he had on his arms but in a more elaborate fashion. “Kinda. Never knew that you would be this kinky.” “Oh, you only saw my jocks. You didn’t look deep enough to even know what kinky is.” he said as he grabbed the bag. “Do you know what this tattoo means?” He asked. At this point, I could not form any more words. I wasn’t even sure which tattoo he was referring to. I was at a loss of words trying to resist myself. “These doodles were taken from a drawing that Kate & Alex made in their first grade. It was the only thing I took of them when I left. First week I settled in, I got it inked on my arm. A reminder. But I know you’re curious to know about this one too.” He pointed to his navel. “It’s a biohazard symbol, right? And I know about your condition. It’s why Kate invited you in the first place, so that she won’t have any regrets like you had if you die”. I don’t know why I was being very hostile. It could have been a flight or fight response to the sexual tension that had been brewing since we got into the room. “You really are trying to control yourself, aren’t you?” He asked as he released the grip of his towel which dropped on the floor. I could not come up with a reply as I was amazed at how huge his cock was. His balls were hanging low and his P.A. was gold this time. He was also wearing a cock ring that only prolonged my gaze. “Found it” He cried out after foraging through his bag. I shifted my gaze from his crotch to his hands. He took out a 12 inch dildo and opened another compartment in the bag to reveal a metal butt plug that was the size of his fist. I gulped and finally had the guts to ask him what we were doing. “It’s only 3pm. Rehearsal starts at 8. Don’t you want to have some fun?” “I’m not into this. This isn’t right.” “If it isn’t right, why are you still hard? You really should get married. You don’t even know how to fold socks properly.” One thing about Michael was how charismatic he was. For me, it was hard to resist his temptations. I knew that I was getting married tomorrow but I can’t help but think of the last moments of freedom I might have. I took off my shirt and got closer to Michael. He brushed his lips against mine as he unbuckled my trousers and we caressed and made out continuously on the bed. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach as we kissed and he stopped to ask if I have done anything like this before. “I’ve only fooled around with Alex and that’s him blowing me most of the time” “Most of the time? So you’ve sucked Alex before?” “Maybe once or twice…” With that he pulled my head down to his cock and without hesitation I devoured his whole shaft, piercing through my throat as I felt his P.A. reaching through my trachea. I coughed while he laughed as he kissed my lips when I tried to catch my breathe. “You want to try one of these jocks?” Michael picked out a pink jock which fit me and framed my ass. Its bands supported the shape of my ass and it showed how I had still maintained my figure since college football ended. Michael then pushed me on the bed and began rimming. I could have melted in the sheets as his tongue swirled around my hole making it crave for his cock. He spat onto my hole and rimmed my hole in motions that I don’t know how to explain. Suddenly, he probed his index finger into me and I let out a small whimper. He told me to breathe slowly and as I did, I realized that he had already put in his whole fist in. As he pulled out, I let out a satisfying moan. “You’re going to love this” He took out the dildo and applied lube on it. Slowly, he inserted it into me and I tried to withheld my screams. What felt like pain at first turned into a mix feeling of pleasure and excitement that I’ve never felt before. I felt filled with the dildo in me. When Michael told me that’s not even half way into me, I panicked. He assured me that he was reaching for my second hole and suddenly, I felt it. There was no more pain but only bliss. Michael then said that it’s all the way in. Slowly, he thrust it in and out of me as I continued to moan incessantly. Precum started to form and I could tell that Michael enjoyed seeing his jock having my cumstain. As he pulled the dildo out, he asked whether I want to be fucked. “I’m not sure. I mean, you’re undetectable right?” I asked him as he started to cup my dick with his hands before stretching the jock to lick my balls. “I’m not sure. I stopped taking my medications after George died. And Don’t worry. He died in a car accident in Long Island. We both had it and we managed it well but after his departure, it made me think of my purpose in life and how I should just let this disease take over me with him not being here anymore. My appointment with Alex the other day was merely consultation since my MD was away. So he doesn’t know my viral load.” He said this as he started to finger me again. He asked whether I wanted to stop. I told him no as I was lost in the intense pleasure that was unfolding. “Even if I fuck you now, you can always go to the doctors tomorrow, or after this, depending on whether you want to keep my seed or not. If you prefer the former, you wouldn’t just be my son-in-law.” As he said this I began to tensed up as nothing was hotter than the words that he just said. He could feel my ass tightening around his finger. “You want my seed, do you?” I hesitated to answer. “It’s up to you. You’re the groom. No pressure.” I stopped thinking about the consequences of what I was about to do and let out a reply that made his usual smirk change to an insatiable grin. “I want you to breed me with your seed.” With that, he rimmed me again and put both my legs on his shoulder. His coarseness only brought out the hidden desire I had for him. Without any warning, he plunged his cock into me as I screamed in pleasure. His thrust was slow to ensure that every part of him was in me. The words that I tried to form became incomprehensible moans. I never thought that I could ever feel this form of pleasure. After about 20 minutes, he turned my body to a doggy position and the next thing I knew, he was impaling me and calling me his bitch. “You’re a true cumdump, aren’t you?” “Yes, sir” Those were the first coherent words that I said since he started fucking me. “You want my load, my seed in you, to form an unbreakable bond between us?” I don’t even know how he could form such sentences. I only knew that it made me desire him even more than before. “Yes, I want your load. No, I need it. Please, breed me.” Where did this part of me come from? I began to wander whether I was descending into a spiral of madness. It was as though I was taken over by someone else. “You’re going to get it soon and you’re going to join the brotherhood. In time, you won’t regret any of this”. I could only muster a moan of agreement and held Michael’s hands as he pulled me in to slide his shaft deeper into me. “I’m going to come, and you’re going to accept it. But I need you to beg for it. Or else I won’t stop.” By then, I was already feeling fatigued even though the pleasure didn’t stop. “Please, come in me. I need it, Sir.” “Beg for me more.” “I need your load, Michael, please”. With that, Michael let out a hoarse moan as I felt my hole being filled with his warm spunk. Jets of cum amounting to almost 15 torrents were hitting my walls. Each shot felt like a part of him was locking into me forever. Michael collapsed on top of my back and continued kissing my back and neck while licking my ears. “I didn’t want to stop but when you called my name, I couldn’t control myself any longer.” As we spooned afterwards, reality started to hit again. It was almost 7 and I hadn’t gotten ready. I rushed out of bed and tried to recollect myself while Michael suggested that I should calm down and shower together. Before getting out of bed, he convinced me to take up the butt plug so that I could feel his cum throughout the night. I didn’t want the experience to end so I yielded. He tried to talk to me about what just happened and if I was comfortable with it. I didn’t have the time to think or discuss since we were running late. We got to dinner just on time with Kate berating me for my tardiness. I explained that I got carried away getting to know Michael. Michael told Kate that I showed him around the city and that we had drank more than a bit at the hotel, losing track of time. It took a while for Kate to calm down as she was then questioning why I decided to drive even though I didn’t have actually have a drop of alcohol in me. If only she knows that I was drunk on her dad’s cum. Only when Alex came did her mood lighten up.

Yes the dark room is pitch black (the clue is in the name I guess). @ballpumper is spot on. No drama, no chat. The condom ‘broke’ and I fucked him nice and deep until I came in him. If you want condoms don’t go in dark rooms and offer your lubed arse for daddy bears to ride. 😈

Went to the Crew Club in DC for a couple hours last night. The highlight was taking multiple loads in the dark room. Walked in and was approached by an old guy with a huge cock. At first I wasn’t into him because of how old he looked, but then he had me stroking his huge cock, and that’s all that matters to me. Soon I was bent over toward the wall and he was anxiously pumping that old man cock into my ass raw. He called over a few older buddies to show them the young whore he was barebacking in the dark. One after one they lined up to nut in my ass. Oink turned on thinking about it.

9. Sorry guys no sex in the next couple of chapters as setting the scene for a twist in this story. All too soon my weekend of revelations, sex education and conversion to Poz cumdump had to come to an end and I had to reluctantly go home. It wasn’t made any easier by the kissing goodbyes and group hug that just left me hard and horny for more despite my hole throbbing around the plastic intrusion plugging their Poz loads deep inside! My brother drove me home, not in silence this time but full of talk outlining how my body’s immune system is under attack right now and how my sero-conversion will play out most probably in a couple of weeks. Fuck! I have a wet spot forming in my jeans just from all this dirty talk. As we park up outside home, he won’t come in after falling out with our father a few years ago and says, “You know you are welcome at ours any time and, I mean any time. Here’s a door key to let yourself in” as he presses it into my hand, leans over and hugs me tight. In my short walk to the front door of the place I call home I feel like I’ve grown overnight into a man, feel taller and more confident, momentous decision made, acted upon and potentially a boyfriend too. I’m ecstatic…until I’m inside. “Where the hell have you been son?” is the opening linen from my dad, “You’ve had your mum and me worried sick, don’t you ever answer your phone?” I pull it out of my pocket and see a dozen missed calls, “Err, sorry it was on silent. Anyways you knew I was safe with Ben.” “S’pose he hasn’t looked after you much, you must be half starved?” I feel I am starting to blush and my heart thumps with a pounding building in my temples. “Actually, he and Olly looked after me really well, we had a great time, we three went out and I met plenty of friends of theirs.” Confidence growing now I blurt out, “we had a bloody brilliant time actually and I plan on seeing a lot more of them, don’t know why it hasn’t happened before?” “Well you used to moon around sulking behind him always bickering never much like brothers, it was if you were both from a different planet” my dad said. Mum was thrilled, “Oh I’m so happy you two are finally friends with one another, at last a proper family.” My dad though looked quizzically “Christ the way you go on Ben this and Olly that you would think they were an old married couple and not just flat mates.” I didn’t know where to look, let alone how to answer. I looked down, then to mum and then back to dad. I felt the colour drain from my face. “Oh My God!” he said as the penny finally dropped, “they ARE a couple” then shooting a furious look at mum said, “S’pose you already knew that. Well if he’s queer then he’s no son of mine, that must come from your side of the family Heather.” That set off a raging argument between them until I silenced them by plucking up the courage to announce… “Then I’m no son of yours either, ‘coz I’m gay too!” Stunned at my words, he looked at me, eyes blazing, paused and then said, “Well you can get out of my house too” adding “AND I HOPE YOU BOTH GO TO HELL AND DIE OF AIDS.” Mum was crying as I blurted out, “Too late for that as both Ben and Olly are Poz and proud and I’m well on my way with their diseased cum up my arse and a butt plug holding in!” as I stormed up stairs to my room to throw some cloths and stuff into a couple of bags, jumped out my bedroom window and ran and ran and ran to get away as fast as I could to the sounds of yet more squabbling, loud enough for the neighborhood to hear. Several street away I eventually ran out of breath, pulled out my phone and pressed my brother's number…and then it hit me as I said now sobbing in floods of tears, “Ben, come and get me.”

3. the fun continues... Reality came back in a shock. A finger was jabbed in my well lubed hole to send yet more tingling waves of pleasure through my body keeping my cock rock-hard. I feel him add two fingers that are now scissoring apart with his tongue now in between. “Ummmmmm sooooooooo good” I whimper despite the scratchy feeling which I guess is normal when being fingered like this for the first time, right? “Gonna stretch your hole beyond belief” a he scratches and digs further in my virgin hole. “Oh yessss” I hiss not really knowing what I’m letting myself in for, “Yes I want this!” “Good boy, good answer, you were going to get it whatever the answer was bro’” I could feel precum oozing out of my dick and I couldn't help but smile…bro, if only it was…And then nothing, no fingers and no tongue until I feel a warm bluntness of his dick-head pressing at my entrance. He took no time splitting me open rearranging my guts as he bottoms out in one go. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” I scream out loud as pain explodes throughout my fuck canal straight to my brain, he eases back to set the fire within my bowls off again and presses forwards once more. He groans as he slid himself in further, stretching my ass walls as they had ever been stretched before. “Yeah, Good boy, so tight, I’m enjoying this, God your ass is like a vice clamped around my dick” says the disemboweled voice from the other side of the wall as he picks up his rhythm, “Yes! Gonna make a man of you and wreck your hole” as a slap, slap, slap sound comes from his balls repeatedly smacking the wall and in no time at all he was pounding the shit out of me. So much so I was barely able to keep upright. I winced a bit in pain but kept taking his cock. “Yeah, take my dick, bro. You’re my little bitch, right?” “Fuck yeah,” I moaned. “Say it” “I’m your bitch.” “Louder, they can’t hear you outside!” “Oh yes! I’m your bitch! Fuck me, yeah fuck me HARDER!” He increased the intensity of his thrusts and I moaned louder as his dick rapidly pumped back and forth as sounds above alerted me to the skanky old guys leering over the top of the partition watching me lose my virginity below. Now he was the one letting out low guttural growls as he pounded me peppered every now and then with snarling dirty talk. “Fuckin’ dirty little freak,” he said, laughing. “Positively take IT.” Encouraged by the audience with a chorus of “Knock him up” , “Mark him with your cum” and “Hope it takes” all left me bewildered with what they were talking about. Out of nowhere, excruciating pain shot through my ass, as his cock popped through to another level within my guts and began pounding me harder and faster than ever before! I screamed in agony as he tore into me. The pain so intense that I was forgetting where I was. The only thing that existed was that giant cock brutally raping my hole and the pain I felt. Now he was screaming at me, shouting profanities as our flesh slapped together with wet, sloppy smacks. He had stamina like I didn’t think possible as he was able to pound long and hard until his breathing became ragged and I felt his dick swelling inside me. “Oh yeah, HERE IT FUCKIN’ COMES, BITCH! HERE IT FUCKIN’ COMES! Enormous jets of red-hot cum blasted out of his cock and as I closed my eyes I heard him groaning loudly as several more ropes of sperm spewed out of him. Finally, his breathing slowed, “That was so hot bro, something to remember me by for the rest of your life eh?, Buddy.” He pulled out but I was too exhausted to move only to be surprised as another cock pushed in, “Ummm sloppy seconds…..you are a right little slut, you're the fucking whore, aren't you? Chasing any cum loads, as many as you can get" as he too began to thrust in and out, after a few minutes he shoved as deep as he could and shouted "I'm gonna cum! Gonna be knocking you up good!” I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted the second cum load ever in me, then is telling me “what a good boy I was”, and as he continued with tender little thrusts a sense of euphoria hit me knowing I did a good job taking their cocks and cum. I’d found my place in life as a bottom boy. I was spent. They were spent. I cleaned up with toilet paper and saw smears of blood in with the excess cum leaking from my hole and as I looked shocked at the red stain it was only then that I though, “What had I done?”

Exactly - I watch what I eat and douche to prepare myself for men's cock and seed and once I am in that mood when my arse controls my brain - there is no way any one cock can satisfy me. I have taken up to 14 different men in a gangbang and I loved no 14 as much as no 1. I try to spend at least one time at the backroom every weekend so I can get a minimum five or six to feed me their cocks and satisfy my addiction'

Each to their own. Cool you realize you are bi. I'm 100% gay....never been with a woman, never will be. I'm very versatile with my play too. I always think what turns you on, more power to you. Very cool!!! I left the bartender in the story. I liked showing that this wasn't the first guy he pozzed, and most likely his new bf won't be the last.

I'm a part time cd. I have always fantasized about walking home in a skirt and heels through the park I have to cross to get home. Out of the shadows comes a man that tackles me. While we're on the ground he pulls up my skirt, rips off my panties and rapes my ass! He shoots a huge load into me. About 2 weeks later I get the fuck flu and get tested. I find out I was raped poz in the park!