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My skin is slick with my sweat from the damp night heat, with fear. My body’s moving on it’s own, my mind blasted white with desire. With need. The door is just slightly ajar. I step into a dark foyer. Hands shaking slightly, eyes not adjusted to the dimness yet. My hand-deciding for me-moves on its own, closing the door. I’m still, tensed. Eyes slowly adjusting to the space and the dark contours of the room. For a long second, I’m suspended there. Every muscle fiber vibrating with it, with hunger. I’m in a bare room. Stripped wood floors, slats exposed through broken plaster walls. A narrow staircase in front of me. There’s a smell. Sweat. Piss. Cum. I inhale slowly, draw it in. Savor it. Again, yessss. My cock is hardening. Drawing me in. The scents enveloping me. Taking me. My feet slip out of my flip flops. The raised wood grain of the stripped floor feels so good on my bare feet: cool, soft. I flex my toes against it. My cock hardens with the feel of the wood, my nostrils flaring to draw in that taste of sweat. Of his sweat. There’s not a sound except my short, ragged breaths. I start up the steps, slowly. My body lightens with each step, smoke slowly drawn upwards. My arms pull off my t shirt and it falls away. This is a new feeling, a revelation. I can feel myself relaxing now, my cock rubbing against the denim of my jeans, pre cum slick across my skin, matting the hair around my cock. I have never felt so pure. So fully present. So fucking hungry. At the landing a door is open. Light flickers from inside. Again, for a split second I pause. Just a small hesitation, a pinprick of doubt, and then my body moves on its own into the room, another surrender, to it, to the need. To him. A few bare candles are lit. There’s a mattress on the floor, sheets draped over it. A huge mirror leans against one wall. Candles and the bed reflected in it. I hear his soft breathing before I see him. Leaning against the wall beside the mirror, arms folded across his bare chest. Shaved head, his body huge, hairy, muscled. So much of him there. So much bigger than me. Muscles at ease. Perfect. There’s a dark tattoo under the hair on his chest, just over his hard, erect nipple. Biohazard. His eyes hold me still. Dark pinpricks. Candle light flickering in them. I’m aware of my breath coming shallow. Of the sweat trickling down my back. Beading on my arms. And then he’s next to me. Still. His eyes holding mine to him. ”Oh, yes.” His hand gently on my lower back, caressing the rim of my jeans. “So hungry, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yessss.” I barely recognize my voice. A current running through me with his touch. The callouses on his hands the worn smoothness of the floor. Every inch of my skin is coming alive to him. Opening. “That’s it, boy. Very good. Just breathe.” breathe. Yes. I can taste him on the air: the sweat coming off him, so strong. So thick. And another smell: the sweetness of dried cum. Oh god. Oh god. I’m full of the smell of him now. Yesss. He’s behind me now; his breath hot on my neck, his hands resting on my hips. “Good boy. Very good. I can feel you surrendering to it. You’re so hungry to surrender to it, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yes. So hungry, so fucking hungry.” “Show yourself to me, boy. Show me your hunger. Let me taste your need.” His hands fall away from my hips as he turns me gently around to face him. He’s barefoot. The top buttons of his jeans undone. I can see the dark outline of his cock there, his hard shaft straining against the fabric. My hands undo my jeans and I slide them over my cock, pre cum dragging across my hands as I lower the jeans to the floor and step out of them for him. He kicks them away and steps forward. I go to my knees in front of him, supplicant. My cock harder than it’s ever been, my hands at his zipper, opening it, lowering his jeans across his thighs, feeling the taut fibers of his muscles under my hands, brushing the hair on his legs and ankles as I help him step out of his jeans and he kicks them away. Inhaling, on my knees in front of him, captured by the wet, sweet smell of him: he’s wearing a cotton jockstrap, yellow with dried cum and slick with his pre cum. My eyes close as I taste it enveloping me, filling me. My eyes flutter open as I lean into him, as my hungry mouth finds his cock through the rough fabric as I taste his dried cum and my mouth is sucking his hard cock through the jock, I’m so hungry for him, so hungry to pull him in, to taste all of him, the smell of his sweat as it runs slick against my hands on his thighs, and I slip my fingers around he jock and pull it away as his cock, veiny and so hard and so wet with his pre cum, falls straight ahead, and I open myself to him, my tongue running up from the bottom of his shaft along its delicious thickness to his piss slit and I taste the fantastic heady sweetness of him as I pull his shaft fully into my mouth. “That’s it, boy. That’s it. You’re so hungry for it. Give yourself over to it. Surrender to your need. It feels so good, doesn’t it boy? So good to know your place, to embrace what you are?” his cock tastes so good, so hard, my head is full of the smell of him, my body filling up with the hunger, consuming me. Oh god it’s so good, so good. “Yes, boy. Yes. Open yourself up to it, boy. Open yourself up to me.” His hands caressing my skull as I nurse his cock, and he slowly pulls himself out of me. “Close your eyes, boy. Breathe. That’s it, relax now for a second. Good boy.” i hear him moving in the room, and then there’s his scent again, filling me. I hear him strike a match, hear a pipe gurgling in front of me. And then his mouth is on mine, gently caressing my lips, and I open to him as he blows a cloud of smoke into me. I hold it there, his tongue probing mine, opening me as I blow the Tina back to him and he picks me up, his tongue still exploring me, the thick smoke dissipating as we pass it back and forth. It’s so good he’s in my mouth. So good. So intimate. He lights the pipe again and his mouth is on mine as we pass the Tina smoke back and forth, filling me. Then again, and again. Four hits, and my body is on fire, my nipples burning into his as he pulls me to him, my cock so hard and my hole aching for him, to open for him, as his hands knead the muscles of my ass, pulling me apart to him. Ive never wanted anything so much, never been so hungry. “Oh, you’re mine now, boy. You’re opening for me now, aren’t you?” ”Opened, yes, I’m opening for you. I want you inside me, so bad. Please-“ “Please what? Tell me what you need, boy, and I’ll give it to you.” ”Your cock, Jesus, please I want your cock inside me! Now, please fuck me! I need your cock in me! Pleassssse fuckkk meeeeeee-“ His fingers are gently brushing against the rim of my hole, working me open. His fingers, slick with his pre cum, mixed with mine, with our spit, press against my hole. Press into me. I’ve never felt anything so good, so thorough. Every inch of me is on fire for him, every nerve twitching to be opened to him, to take his cock inside me. And his wet finger slips inside me, pushing into me, easing my hungry wet hole open. It’s so good, god I’m so hungry for it, pressing myself against his finger as it slides past that last resistant muscle, and he holds me here, pinned to him. His hands kneading my ass, grinding into me, a second finger sliding inside me, probing me. Opening me to him. His eyes holding mine, locked on me, he lowers his face to mine and runs his tongue across my lips, so gently. So very gently letting his spit run across his tongue to my lips as he presses his mouth to mine, his tongue opens me as his thick spit fills my mouth and his hand presses into my hole, exploring me from both sides, and he pulls away again, my face slick with him, his eyes boring into mine. I feel him all through me; my stomach fluttering to him, his fingers holding me against him, filling my hole. “I’m going to split you open now, boy.” ”Yes, please. Open me up, please.” As his fingers slowly pull out of me. God, I’m so empty. “Please-“ I hear myself whimpering, begging. So hungry to be full of him again. “Are you ready now, boy? Tell me what you need.” ”Your cock. Pleas, your cock.” “Are you ready to take me now, boy? Take me the way men were meant to fuck? Ready to take me bareback, to take me raw inside you?” Jesus, how can even ask, he knows. “Yes, god, yesss. Pleas fuck me raw-“ And suddenly my world opens up,everything g drops away and I know truth: a hole of hunger, and I know who I am, completely, wholly hungry for his cock, for his seed, for his virus. I’m pure need, the hunger all I am, my whole being. So purely opened to him, so totally naked to my need-to his need- “Your seed, god please give me your seed, split me open and fuck me raw, Jesus, pleassse breed meeeeee!”

Boyfriend is out of town this week so guess who’s playing cum dump Monday Went over to a married guys hotel room. He had another married buddy over They were naked. Started sucking them. We kissed. Licked. They took turns fucking me then both blew their loads deep inside me. On the way home my bi blk buddy hit me up. He came over and bred me deep and hard love his thick cock in me Tuesday married blk guy hit me up. I cleaned up and went over. We kissed. I sucked him hard. He pushed me down on the bed and fucked me hard and deep. Shot what felt like a gallon of cum in me. I left and another blk guy had hit me up. Stopped by his place and he dropped his load in me Wednesday went to this group thing in an old bar was my first time. Got naked. Walked in maybe 10 guys. Saw a buddy that had bred me before. We kissed sucked. This HOT guy with a perfect hairy chest and body came up next to us. He was maybe 8 and THICK. I bent over and sucked him. My buddy moved behind me and fucked me. He stopped. Made a lap. Sucked some more cocks. My buddy found me and pushed me to the bed and fucked and bred me in front of everyone. 8 thick came over and I sucked him off, his load was sweet. He left. Only 2 guys left. So I cleaned up and left. Have an ass up party planned for Friday, then monthly sex party. What a good week!!!!!

Spent a weekend with my two usual daddies, one a nice big 8" and the other a 7" that cums buckets. Started with the usual making out and sucking cock. Before long, though, they were spitroasting me. Then things got really interesting... They have tried to DP me once before, but positioning was a little awkward and it didn't last more than a few moments. We tried some new stuff this time and managed to make it work--they could both fuck me and stay in! Though it was a little uncomfortable to start, it mostly felt incredible--never felt my hole stretched quite like that. Enjoyed that for a bit, but both tops were getting too close, so we switched it up some. The 7" heavy cummer daddy started fucking me doggystyle. That felt great even after having my ass stretched so much. And, like he always does, he dumped a huge load in my hole. Other daddy felched some of the cum from my ass and fed it to me. After feeding me, 8" daddy had me lay flat on my belly. He got on top of me and delivered one of his roughest fucks yet. He's been getting rougher and rougher, and both of us are turned on by how it almost seems violent. He fucked what remained of load #1 deep inside me and pounded me mercilessly until he almost screamed, bottoming out in me one more time and pumping his seed into my hole. After we caught our breath, he pulled out, felched some more of the now mixed loads and shared with me and the other top. I got another nice rough breeding the following day in a one-on-one session with the 8-incher.

PART 3 I stopped wanking Dad and Uncle Paul said to Dad I wanna fuck Steve. Dad agreed instantly and so I kneeled on the bed , squatting over my Dad who had a great eyefull of my balls and arse and watched whilst uncle Paul stuck his cock in my arse with force and started fucking me with slow motions but going faster as I felt my dads beard and tongue licking my arse and uncles cock whilst it was sliding in and out of my lubed arse, who's cum is this Stevie, Paul asked, both my Grandads i replied, you mean my Dads cum and ur Dads Dads cum? Yes I replied but for some reason i felt shy about it. Uncle Paul went faster behind me and told me to bend further over and kept going deeper, seeming hornier. I felt his cock going in deeper and harder as I groaned as he kept going and he put all he had in me and it felt good. He was fucking me full force.I turned my head around and gave uncle Paul my tongue in his mouth, Dad was telling him to fuck me hard , one of the horniest fucks I've ever had. Dad got up and turned around and opened the arse of my cheeks further so Paul could go at me from behind deeper. Uncle Paul and Dad were also talking about Grandads and Uncle Will, Paul was saying he had been away that long in prison and that although he had sex in prison, it was never with family, he asked about Robbie, Cal and Jake, Dad admitted he had fucked Callum ,Pauls son the previous evening, Fuck said uncle Paul, Dad further told him that Uncle Will had fucked Jake too. Uncle Paul was in my arse rockhard. But they were living with my Dad, he said whilst I was in prison, he was their guardian. Yes said Dad, but both our Dads, used to take them to special places to meet other Dads, I kept Steve with me at home until Stevie showed some interest and its what it is, but noone answers the Grandads back, we have to do what they say.noone Fucks them either, they are the Alpha Dads. We will see said Uncle Paul angrily. I want you to fuck me harder. Uncle I said. He put me on my back so I could kiss him, bring him out of his temper and watch Dad jack off whilst I licked his big bollocks. We kissed as his cock began to fill my arsshole deeper ,We kissed and kissed until Dad came over and I sucked his dick. When Uncle Paul groaned so loud and came in me filling me with his cum and Dad came over my face and both Men were breathing heavy and drained. We all lay there motionless in bed and we all drifted into sleep, It was only an hour or so later so I grabbed their dicks and jacked them off. I heard a moan from Paul who soon woke up. He leaned in and we kissed for like what seemed ages. Dad soon woke up and joined in and soon each of us came. I hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom motioning for them to follow which they did, Downstairs at the table was Robbie, Callum, Jake, Uncle Will and Grandad and Grandpa. Been busy Stevie, said Grandpa abruptly abd further said Will, Jeff, Paul, we are taking the boys to an event next week, so lay off their arses, they need to be tight, they are going to be busy. If you need to use them, use their mouths or each others arses!!!. No discussions, we are all going to the stocks event in the dungeons club weekend, your boys are the stars. We all looked at each other...........

9 (Matty's POV) The way to the dungeons is hard to find in the dark corridors, but you can certainly hear the thumping techno beats from the basement. I turned the corner and suddenly there it is: a staircase, dimly lit in red, leading down to the similarly illuminated basement. The air down here smells intensely of poppers and lube with a hint of sweat and piss. The thumping music barely covers the sounds of men fucking. I made my way down the dim hallway, a towel slung on my shoulder. Sex is happening everywhere: in the hallways, in the crude cubicles, men are sucking cocks, getting fucked and everything in between, all faintly lit by red light. I rounded a corner, and instead of the dungeon i was expecting, and found myself in an unfamiliar hallway, doors to rooms lining both sides. Most of the doors are shut, and i can hear all the sex happening behind them. Down the hall, the door to one of the larger rooms is ajar. Inside, a large chubby guy is lying face down on the bed. I closed the door behind me and went in for a closer look. He is smooth everywhere, not a hint of hair on his body. On his back, some has written "faggot cum dump" and "poz me" on his back, arrows on his ass cheek pointing at his ass crack. A running tally right next to the arrows told me he got 5 loads in. A rag is tied around his head as a blindfold. "oh fuck..." He moaned in a high pitched whine as i reach down and stroke his cum slicked hole. "How many loads you got there?" "I don't know.... i want more sir please" "Get on your hands and knees and show me that cunt" He put his knees on the bed and spread his ass with his hands. I can see the cum-glazed cunt twitching in hunger and anticipation. "what do you want, boy?" I asked as i rub my cock against the slick hole. "I want your cum sir, please give me your load, please i beg you fuccccck" the fat boy moaned and begged as i push my dick into his hole without warning. The fat boy's cunt is well-lubed and stretched by other tops, and it feels slick and loose on my dick. I started pounding hard, making his entire body jiggle under me as he moans and beg for me to fuck him deeper and harder. I reach down and pinch his tits, which makes his hole spasm around my dick. I lean down and press myself against his smooth sweaty back and started whispering in his ear. "Here it comes faggot, you want to get my toxic dick boy? You want to get poz?" "YES PLEASE" he screamed. "Beg for it bitch" "Oh fuck yeah please i need your poz cum in me please sir please knock me up please breed my faggot hole...." As i pound away and reeached down and grabbed his dick. Its very short, but very thick. It is already rock hard and dripping precum. "Fuck you feel your little dick dripping? You really love a fucking dick in your cunt don't you faggot..." I growled into his ear as i pound harder "Yes sir thank you sir my faggot clit is so hard sir please use my cunt sir FUUUCK" Before long I can feel my load building and ready to bust. I reached down again agnd start rubbing the pig's slicked up clit. "Oh fuck yeah i am gonna make you squirt like a bitch. you want my poz load in you? You want my toxic nut in your cunt?" "YES SIR please Oh fuck yeah give me that poz load. my clit feel so good oh god oh FUCK I AM CUMMMING" "yeah, thats it, squirt that neg load yeah fucking milk my dick oh fuck here it CUMS " i grunted in his ear as my shot my load in his cunt while his dick unloaded all over my hand. I keep rubbing its clit, keeping the cunt tight against my dick as i pound my load inside. I pushed away from the pig after unloading. The pig is literally shaking from his orgasm. The faggot clit is still hard and dripping cum as i wipe my hand on a t shirt lying next to him. I added another mark on his asscheek and explore the rest of the new basement rooms. A couple doors down, i can hear moaning and screaming from an open door. Inside the cubicle, a guy is pounding another hard and fast. The top is a big black muscle daddy, his thick, roided-up body flexing as he thrust. The bottom is a young latino guy, medium build and fit, lying on the thin mattress with his legs up in the air. He is almost completely covered by tattoos, including the sides of his head and his shaved scalp. Having been a cop for a while, i recognize those tatts as markings of a street gang from the other side of town. His eyes are glazed and half closed, squealing like a pig as a big thick cock is splitting him in two. I stood in the corner and watch as the muscle daddy started pounding harder and with a grunt, push deep into the latin boy and unloaded. Pulling out i can see the boy's hole is wide open, a stream of cum dripping onto the dirty sheets. Thats when he realized he had an audience. "Hey, good fuck?" I asked "Yeah, its nice and tight" he grinned. "Well, maybe not so tight now..." he chuckled as we shared the joke. Then he left the cubicle, leaving me alone with the bottom. He is lying on the bed, breathing heavily, his fat uncut dick on his stomach. His legs dangled at the end of the bed. I lifted his leg to expose a puffy and well used hole. I push my finger in the hole and felt the sperm deposits inside. My invading finger made his squirm and moan but he did not protest. I just shot my load into the fat pig down the hall, but that hairy wet hole is making me half hard again. I let go of his leg and move towards his head. "You want my dick?" I ask as i stroke my cock in front of his face "Fuck yeah" He moaned as he grabbed my dick and swallowed it to the hilt. In a couple seconds i am rock hard again as this little gangbanger suck on it like its the last dick on earth. Meanwhile, i put my hand on his dick and started sroking. It sprang to life instantly, rock hard and pointing to the ceiling, the foreskin peeled back to reveal a thick pink cockhead. I pushed his head away from my dick and lubed my hole up. Then i climbed on the bed and sat on the thick brown dick. He did not say anything the entire time, except moaning loudly as my hole swallow his tool. Since Cory is mostly a bottom, i don't get fucked very often, a nice thick cock is what i crave. I rode on his thick cock for a while, just feeling that thick dick sliding in and out of my hole. Meanwhile my hands get busy pinching his tits, which make him groan and buck his hips, driving that dick into my ass. "Oh fuck that ass feel so fucking good i gonna bust....." "Fuck yeah shoot that load in me, comon give me that nut..." He grabbed my hips tight and push me down on his cock balls deep as he pumped his load into me. "FUUUCK" he grunted as he unloaded in me. I pulled myself off his thick dick, his load leaking from my hole. "Thanks man" is all he said before i left the room, still lying on his bed.

(Sorry i don't have much time to write dirty stories at the moment, but this has been sitting around for a bit so i think i should at least post something) 7 Steam Baths is one of the sleaziest baths in a city with no shortage of gay sleaziness. It is located in the industrial side of the city, in an non-descript warehouse building with a small "SB" sign on the door. The only sign that there is anything going on at night is the parking lot, usually crowded on weekends. When we arrvied at the parking lot, just after gym, it is almost full. We took our "equipment bag", which contains our toys, poppers, and multiple bottles of water -- bathhouse essentials -- and walked in. A bored clerk took our money and issued our room key, and we entered the dark hallway beyond. The bathhouse is spread over three different floors. On the ground floor there is the requisite gym area, lockers, showers, sauna and steam room. Upstairs contain cubicles and rooms. In the basement are group play areas, the infamously sleazy dark room, and video rooms where porn plays 24/7. Everything smells like disinfectant, piss, cum and poppers. We went upstairs to our "double room" at the end of the hall. It has a bed, a sling and mirrors all over the place. We laid out our gear and stripped down. Wearing nothing but cockrings, buttplugs and towels, we wandered the halls to see what is happening. "No wonder the parking lot is so full" Matty whispered to me as we navigate the hallways. The place is pretty damned packed, with every room occupied. Most doors are open or ajar, the dim lights showing whats inside. Some contains men, face down ass up, waiting for anonymous cocks. Some are sitting on their beds checking on their phones or smoking. Some are standing by the door, looking for someone to play. Most are wandering the halls, checking out the offerings for the evening. All manner of sex can be seen or heard in the rooms. A room in the corner has a couple guys poking their head in, jerking off as they watch. We find a blindfolded young jock getting roughly plowed by a fit top in a sling. The twink looks barely old enough to be in this place, his lean body sweaty and flushed in the dim light. He is gripping a bottle of poppers in one hand and jacking his large 8 inch cock with the other, moaning in estacy as he gets pounded. "Oh yeah daddy, fuck me like that daddy, fuck me deeeep" he screamed as the top pushed his cock all the way in, grunted, and shot his load. We looked at each other while the bottom is moaning as the daddy withdraws. "Is he your boy?" Matty asked the man as he wipe off his dick "Yeah, he wants a gang bang, so i am giving him one. You want to breed him?" "He is hot, but i need to tell you i am poz" "Even better" the man grinned. In no time Matty's cock is balls up in the twink as he rocked himself back and forth, moaning and begging for more. I leaned on the wall and watched as his boyfriend -- we assumed -- cradle his face and keep telling him that he is gonna get a poz load, which drove him into a frenzy. "yeah daddy... fuck daddy ... fuck me like that oh my GOD" the twink screamed as Matty pounded away, jerking his dick hard and huffing poppers. Suddenly the twink tenses up real tight and start grunting and moaning incoherently as ropes of cum came blasting out of his cock all over himself. His boyfriend immediately bent over and suck on the spurting tool, which makes the twink flop around screaming his lugs off. Matty grabbed the twink's hips and push his cock in deep as the twink's hole milked his rod. "Oh fuck here it comes take my toxic load...." Matty grunted as the twink's twitching hole milked a load out of his dick. "Give it to me daddy please........" The twink moaned as Matty bred him. He pulled out and the twink's hole is still twitching, streams of cum leaking out like a busted faucet. We left the twink and his man to welcome other hole invaders and resumed roaming the halls. Around the corner, in the single shower on this floor, we saw a bunch of guys lined up to piss on a sub that has been cuffed to the handrail, taking two streams at a time. The sub is moaning, his dick half hard as he gulped down as much as he could and the rest is covering every inch of him. We ventured downstairs to the ground floor. Just as we are turning towards the steam room, a familiar voice boomed behind us. 8 "Boys!" Dave shouted as he entered the front door with Joe in tow. "Hey guys!" We exchanged hugs and gropes. "Glad you made it. Where's your room?" "The place is full and there are no rooms avialable, so we got lockers instead" Joe said. He is wearing nothing but a string vest and some track pants, the frabric practically screaming as it stretches around his massive thighs. Meanwhile, daddy Dave is wearing his usual outfit: cut off t-shirt and worn out jeans. We left them to get changed in the locker room and promised to meet back to fuck later. Meanwhile, Matty wants to go explore in the basement and I want to go check out the steam room, so we kissed and went our separate ways. A blast of moisture hit me as i opened the door to the steam room. I can barely see through the menthol-scented fog, making out shadows of men in different positions. Over the hiss of steam vents, i can hear sound of men rutting in all direction. Stepping carefully, i felt an opening on a tiled bench against the wall and sat down. It did not take long before someone apear from the dense steam in front of me. He is older, in his mid-40s, with the solid build of a powerlifter. His silver hair is closely cropped, military style. He stared at me for a second, got on his knees and started groping my hardening tool. I spread my legs wider as he start sucking my cock, one hand pinching on my nipples and the other reaching under my balls and feeling my butt plug, which popped out in one firm pull. "oooohh, fuck me..." i moaned as he pushed his finger deep inside my hole as he tease my throbbing boner. Without a word, he let go of my cock and pushed my legs up, his cock pushing into my open hole. I can feel the hot tiles on the back of my neck as he pushed his dick all the way inside me, thrusting away, his balls slapping against my ass as he grunted. Our noises must have drawn some attention, because within moments more hands and bodies emerged from the steam, surrounding us. Soon enough i was sucking a couple of dicks while two heads are attached to my tits, sucking away while a hand is jacking my cock. All the while, the silver haired muscle daddy shot a load in my hole and his dick was immediately replaced by a thick one, and i was too busy with two dicks in my face to resist. "oh fuck i gonna nut" i heard as streams of hot cum blasted from one of the cocks i was sucking, coating my face. Within a second, the second cock also came, this time all over my neck. Meanwhile the two men who were nursing on my tits stood up and left, finally letting me see the gorgeous latin jock who has been pounding my hole. He leaned in and start licking the spent cum off my face, and proceeded to snowball it into my mouth, all the while his thick cock is pounding faster and faster until he tense up mid kiss, we locked eyes as he grunted and I recieved a fresh deposit. We shared one last kiss before he disappeared into the fog. At this point i am more steamed than a lobster in a seafood shack, and I need some air, so i found my butt plug from the floor, pushed it back into my hole, and left the steam room. (Next chapter: Matty and his trip into the dungeon. I am kinda stuck with that chapter. If you have any ideas, PM me.)

I cruised this hot thick younger Latino top this afternoon. We started making our then I worked my way down to his gigantic pecs. I sucked and nibbles on his nipples till he forced my head down to his thick 8 inch cock. I deep throated him while he ate my ass. I told him to fuck me and then he asked for a condom. I told him I don’t use condoms and he replied, “I only play safe so I guess just suck my cock.” After about of minute of me deep throating him he told me to flip around. I was happily surprised when he shoved the whole length of his girthy raw cock deep in my hole. He fucked me hard and deep for an hour occasionally stoping to fuck my throat again. He nut deep in my guts and I then cleaned his cock off with my throat. He said “Thank you Sir, I’ve never fucked raw before. Your ass was so hot I dropped three loads in you. I’m done using condoms sir. Thank you”

I was told to stop prep and I obeyed. I will now flush my daily dose down the toilet every day. I am ready.

my record's 25-30 -- I'm bad at math [EG] -- on multiple occasions in my 30s in XXX bookstores, bathhouses, and bars. the biggest turn-on for me was doing it in a bar during Southern Decadence in New Orleans, w/everybody watching and risk that the police might walk in, yank my head off a BBC and cuff me. I didn't happen, but it could. part of me hoped it would!)[EG] yes, my jaw was sore, and no, I didn't feel physically sick afterward... just super, super turned on, after 5-6 loads in my mouth, I'm SO horned up I'll blow absolutely ANYBODY. and I do, obviously. I'm not at all picky. I love BBC.

I voted that both are equally important. However, if I had to choose between emotional connection and physical connection/sex I would pick the emotional connection. You can find sex somewhere else if you have to. It's harder to find someone you connect with on an emotional level in a way you want to have a relationship with him.

It was a typical summer night. Three of of my buddies, Trent, Dave and Joey and I were out raising hell and causing trouble. It was a very warm night and we decided to hop a back yard fence and use the pool for some skinny dipping. We figured, given the late hour, we could get in and out without being noticed. In the dark we all stripped of our clothing and shoes and we quietly slipped into the pool for some skinny dipping. We were swimming around for a few minutes when I dove under the water to cool of my head. When I came up my buddies were jumping out of the water, grabbing their clothes and jumping back over the fence. I was slow to react since I was in the middle of the pool, with no clue as to what was going on. When I realized that the guy who lived there was on the back deck it was impossible for me to escape. “YOU THERE IN THE POOL. COME HERE!” I was busted. I got out, still naked and dripping wet. I figured I’d get a stern talking too and be on my way. Boy was I wrong. “Get your skinny ass in the house boy!” “Can I grab my clothes, Sir?” “No ya can’t. Now move it!” I walked my naked 5’8”, thin, 18 year old body through the back patio door with the large man of over 6’ who probably out-weighed me by a good 100 pounds. He followed me in and shut the patio door after he walked through the door. “What the fuck do ya think you were doing in my pool boy? Didn’t ya see the ‘NO TRESPASSING' signs posted?” I was able to honestly answer him, “No sir, I didn't see any signs. We were just very hot and thought we’d take a quick dip in the pool and leave before anyone noticed.” “Well boy you’re wrong. Now it’s time to call the cops and have them arrest you for trespassing.” "Please sir, don’t call the police. I promise I’ll never do anything like this again.” “Boy, you gotta learn not to be where you ain’t allowed.” I began to cry and pleaded once again “Please sir, don’t call the police. I’ll do anything you ask, but I can’t get in trouble with the police.” An evil grin crossed his face as he said “Ok boy, come with me.” He led me down a staircase to the basement. When we hit the bottom he turned on the lights and I looked around and was scared at all I saw. On one wall was a couple beams in an ‘X’ with straps hanging from chains at each end, there was (what looked like) a swing hanging from the ceiling in one corner, a strange looking leather padded bench in another corner and a tiled shower area in the third corner. Hanging on one of the walls was an assortment of whips, leather straps and chains along with an assortment of dildos. To say I was scared would be putting it mildly. By now this big man was behind me and had me by the neck as he maneuvered me over to the cross. He placed restraints around my wrists and ankles and stretched my arms above lifting me off the floor. He then went over and picked up a whip of some kind from the wall. “That’s a fine ass ya got there boy. This is gone be fun…..for me it will. Ain’t no body gone hear ya scream boy this room is sound proof so go ahead and scream for cute little ass off. And don’t worry boy, I ain’t gone cut you.” After he said that I felt the first strike of the whip. I let out a good scream and he hit me again. I am not sure how many lashes I took, but I knew my back was red and sore. I was sure I was bleeding but I never felt anything dripping down my back. The restraints were left on my wrists and ankles as he led me over to the sing hanging from the ceiling. He lifted me up into it and I laid back in it as he attached my wrists and ankles to the chains hanging from above. He looked down at me and said; “Now we're gonna have some fun.” He reached over to a table next to us and pulled out a little baggie I figured to be crystal meth. I began to panic and wish I had let him call the cops on me. I began to plead with him; “Please sir, I don’t want to do any drugs.” “But boy, you said you’d do anything I ask, and I am asking and you are doing.” He then pulled out a syringe and a piece of rubber. He placed the meth in the syringe and added water. As the meth dissolved in the water he worked the rubber around my arm really tight. I felt the coolness of an alcohol swab on my arm, watched as he stuck the needle in my arm and drew back a little bit of blood. Then he pushed the plunger down making all of the contents disappear into my arm. He pulled the rubber off and I felt a rush of warmth into my throat and I coughed really hard. I looked down to see him with his head between my legs as I felt him lick and finger my ass hole. Man did that feel good. For some strange reason I was very horny mad loving what he was doing. I felt strange, as if I needed something stuck inside deep into my ass. I started to moan the more he licked, sucked and fingered my ass. When he stood up I could see that he was now naked. He had removed his shorts and shirt while he was working on my hole with his mouth and fingers. He looked me dead in the eye and I knew what was coming, I wanted what was coming. No words were spoken as I felt his cock press against my hole. With little effort on his part it began to enter me. I felt it as he slid inside me and thought ‘this must be what my girlfriend feels when I slide my dick in her pussy’. I watched his face as he began to pump in and out of my ass. I can’t believe that it felt wonderful to have him inside me. Did this mean I was gay or at least bi. He pumped away at me for most of the night. Every so often he would reach down and twist my nipples, pull on my balls or stroke my soft cock. Every so often he would stop and give me some more meth to keep me high. I was really loving this shit. Being in the basement I couldn’t tell when the sun came up but when he stopped fucking me and said “That’s enough for tonight boy. You have enough cum inside you to make your ass mine.” Before he let me out of the sling he grabbed a long dildo and worked it deep into my ass. Then he let me out of the sling and took me over to the shower area in the corner. He had me get on my knees and stuck his soft cock in my mouth. He said one simple command, “Drink” as he began to slowly piss in my mouth. At first I was disgusted with the idea, but it didn’t taste that bad. I began slurping it down as quickly as he filled my mouth. When he was finished he told me; “You’re gonna bring your buddies over here one by one so that I can punish them like I punished you.” If this was punishment, I wanted more!!!

The Poz Boat Dillon was going on the cruise without his bride since she left him at the altar. They had been dating since college and after Dillon’s couple years in the minors trying to make it in baseball he asked her to marry him. He felt embarrassed after she didn’t show at the ceremony. He knew he couldn’t get a refund on the cruise they had planned for a honeymoon so he went alone. Jack figured it would give him time to forget about her and reflect on his life. He spent the first day at sea alone at the pool working on his tan. That’s where he met Christopher and Jack. Christopher was the oldest of the couple at 30 he was a bit taller than Dillon coming in at 6’ 3” and weighed about 180 with dark brown hair and eyes. Jack was his younger partner just shy of 20 years, 5’ 10”, 140 pounds, with Black hair and green eyes. Both men were fit and well defined after obvious work in the gym. Jack had noticed the 25 year old as he stretched his 6’ frame out on a lounge chair in his board shorts. Jack pointed the young man out to his partner as they admired his lean, muscular body, flat 6 pack abs, smooth skin and long blond hair. Christopher commented how nice it would be to use him for a night of fun. Quickly the three men started to chat. Before too long they had made plane to hang out that evening. The sun began to dip in the sky as they went to their separate rooms to get ready for dinner and a night out. After dinner Dillon was to meet the two other men at their cabin. He found their room and knocked on the door. The door opened up by Jack wearing just a towel who told Dillon that Christopher was in the shower. Jack welcomed Dillon in the room and offered him a drink. The towel clad man fixed Dillon a drink and handed it to their guest. As Dillon sat on the queen size bed in the middle of the room Jack dropped his towel and searched through his bag for something to wear that night. Dillon tried not to stare at the young man as he searched his bag. After many years in locker rooms Dillon was accustom to other naked male bodies. Dillon was sipping on his drink as Christopher came out of the bathroom with his towel over his shoulder. He greeted their guest. Jack asked if Dillon had any thoughts what they all should do that night. Dillon was well into his drink as he began to feel a little horny. He was confused at the feeling as he began to get hard. The tent in his cargo shorts was hard to hide as a naked Christopher moved in closer. Dillon was caught off guard as the naked Christopher was close. Dillon had a friend in college that was gay. On a couple rare occasions he was in the receiving end of a nice blow job while drunk but never thought of anything more. Christopher asked Dillon again what he wanted to do that night. Jack made a comment about Dillon’s hardening cock as the two men were now on either side of their guest. Jack looked at and Christopher and gave him a wink to signal that Dillon’s drink was spiked with ample Viagra and GHB. Dillon was in a daze as he noticed both naked men standing with their cocks pointing at Dillon. Dillon was beginning to feel the G as Jack took his drink from his hand. Christopher started to unbutton Dillon’s shirt. Jack came back and began to rub the back of Dillon’s head. Dillon was lost in the G and the sensations he was receiving from the two men. Christopher made a suggestion that seemed to go right into motion. Knowing what happened to Dillon with his bride, Christopher suggested that he relax and let whatever happens between the three of them happen. With the G in his system Dillon was easy prey as Jack helped remove the rest of Dillon’s clothing. Jack got on his knees and began to suck Dillon’s hard cock. Jack was impressed with Dillon’s 8” cock as Jack thought to himself that it was too bad he wouldn’t get to use it after this suck job. While Jack worked on Dillon’s pole Christopher put the rest of the plan in motion. While out of sight of their guest he retrieved a prefilled point and moved in for the kill. When he returned to the bed he found Dillon on his back with his eyes closed while Jack was still sucking Dillon’s cock. They had Dillon right where they wanted him. Christopher sat down laying his legs across Dillon’s chest. Dillon looked up at Christopher as he looked for a good vein in Dillon’s arm and stuck the point in Dillon. Dillon looked up as Christopher registered a quick flash then emptied the slam in the unsuspecting Dillon. Dillon coughed out 3 times as Jack stood up and kissed his partner before retrieving 2 more points for themselves. The slam given to Dillon was double what the couple were about to administer to themselves. Jack handed one to Christopher as they kissed again. They each administered their own slam as Dillon was riding a strong rush. After each coughed and were ready they began to work on their new toy. Dillon was positioned on all fours as Christopher got behind him and Jack was at his head. Jack took a moment to kiss Dillon as he took a hold of his head before he sat down in front of Dillon and worked his mouth on his own hard 8” cock. While Jack was teaching Dillon to suck cock Christopher began to rim his virgin ass. As Dillon began to suck on Jack’s cock moans were escaping around Jack’s tool as Christopher’s tongue began to probe into Dillon’s hole. Jack gave Dillon instructions as Christopher readied his ass. Since Jack had just slammed he knew he’d blow a load quickly and Dillon would have his first taste of cum. Christopher looked at Jack as prepared Dillon’s hole for his own 9” cock. Jack signaled to Christopher that he was getting close. Christopher knew it was time and got on his knees behind Dillon. He positioned his cock at Dillon’s virgin hole, grabbed his hips as he pushed his way inside.’ While Christopher was invading Dillon’s ass Jack took a good hold of Dillon’s hole as he knew he was about to deliver his load in Dillon’s mouth. Jack cums fairly quickly after his first slam and he was ready to deliver his load as Christopher was sliding inside Dillon’s formerly virgin ass. The thought of Christopher taking Dillon’s virginity had him on the verge of blowing his load. As he was about to cum he told Dillon one thing, swallow bitch. Dillon felt Jack’s cock expand and then fire his cum as he swallowed without a thought. After Jack had finished cumming he held his cock in Dillon’s mouth for his to clean and help him get harder again. Christopher began to fuck away at Dillon’s tight hole as Dillon was working on Jack’s semi-hard cock. Dillon was lost still lost in the G as he Christopher was fucking him. Christopher was eager to drop his own load inside this young straight man. As the G began to wear off Dillon was growing a wear of what was happening. Jack’s cock was growing hard in his mouth as he realized that he was getting fucked at both ends. He felt the cock in his ass grow harder as Jack pulled him off his cock and kissed him. While Jack was kissing him Christopher grunted as he unloaded inside Dillon. Christopher commented, that’s one load in each end as Dillon looked back to see who was fucking him. Dillon was lost in what was going on since he felt as if he was enjoying himself the action continued. Now it was time for Jack to fuck Dillon. As Christopher slowly withdrew from inside Dillon, Jack moved to take Christopher’s place. Jack quickly slid inside Dillon as Christopher moved to Dillon’s head. Christopher sat down in front of Dillon and told Dillon to clean his cock. The G was mostly out of his system as he looked at Christopher’s cock and eased the soft tool into his mouth. Christopher ran his fingers through Dillon’s hair as Jack fucked. Since Jack had already dropped a load it would take some time before he would drop his second load. This gave him time to work Christopher’s load in deeper as the couple shared an evil grin. Dillon’s legs were getting tired as Jack fucked into him. They repositioned him on his back and Jack continued to fuck him. Dillon began to wonder how long this guy could last when Jack began to breathe a little heavier. Dillon could feel Jack’s cock begin to thicken and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer. It was another 15 minutes until Jack screamed out and filled Dillon with another load. Christopher was hard and ready and took a second turn at Dillon’s ass. As Christopher teased Dillon’s hole he noticed that there was a slight pinkish to the cum that oozed out. Christopher smiled as he slid back inside Dillon. Dillon was left moaning as the couple took turns filling their chemmed up bottom. After each took several turns Christopher lay down on his back as Dillon was directed to mount Christopher’s cock. Once Dillon was down to the base Christopher pulled him in for a kiss while Jack got behind the impaled man and began to work his 8” in alongside the cock already inside. Dillon moaned out in pleasure and pain as his hole was stretched to accommodate both cocks. This fuck took the longest as both assaulted his hole as the sun began to peal through the curtains. After both men deposited their loads and withdrew their softening cocks Dillon could hear Christopher comment that after those two loads the grand total came to 9 charged loads, 5 from Christopher and 4 from Jack. Jack reminded him of the one load down Dillon’s throat. Dillon had no clue what charged load mean as he was starting to come down from his high. The couple helped Dillon back to his cabin and left him in bed to ponder his unknown future.

“What is it, boy?” Even over the cell line his voice is deep, soft. Mesmerizing. “You’re afraid. Admit it.” His voice is soft and urgent. Compelling. “I am.” “What is it you’re afraid of?” My cock throbs with need, urgency. My hand absently caressing the soft hair of my stomach, wandering to my hard, hungry cock. ”Say it, boy. Admit it.” Yes. Now. Say it. ”Of you. Of admitting it to you.” ”Admitting what to me?” ”I’m afraid of what I want.” “Of what you need. This is deeper than want. This is your blood talking. This is who you really are.” “Yes.” Yes. “Of what I need.” So good to admit it. So damn good to say it. “I can give it you. I can take you where you need to be. All you have to do it say it.” Yes. The word is all I can hear, blood rushing in my ears, my hard cock, wet with sticky precum, throbbing. “I need it. Take me, please. Take me.” ”We both need, boy. I can taste your need in your voice. We’ll surrender to it, together. I’m going to take you inside it, going to split you open and we’re going to bathe in it. Do you want that, boy?” “Yesssssss.” The sound slides out of me on its own. Dripping of need. Of hunger beating under my skin. His voice pulling me in, enveloping me, smoke, wrapping around me. Warm. Expansive. My hand slides across my head, across the stubble of my freshly cropped skull. I imagine his rough hands there, guiding me. Caressing me. ”I’ve texted you the address, boy. Come here now. Jeans with no underwear, sandals, a t-shirt. Bring nothing else. Understand? No wallet, no money, no ID. No phone. You’ll pay the cab fare and throw away any cash you have left over.” His voice. So smooth, so knowing. I can feel myself relax into him, into his need. My need. “And boy-don’t shower or clean yourself up in any way. I want you raw. I want to taste your sweat and your fear. I want to taste your hunger for it. For surrender.” My cock twitches with his every word. My blood thrumming under my skin with it, with desire. I can barely breathe. Barely think. God, yes. Jesus, god, yesssssss. you ready for this, boy? Ready to give yourself over to it, to me?” ”Yes.” I hear myself say, my voice a ragged whisper. Urgent, desperate. “Yes, so hungry. Yes. Please.” I say. “I need.”

Hi, I found some drafts I wrote a few months ago that I thought would be nice to share with you all while. Hope y'all enjoy. The summer I came home from Ithaca, I had some troubles sleeping for the first few weeks. The constructions were still going on next door & I had to open the window to let in the cool summer draft. I woke up in the middle of the night to see how anyone could drill at this hour. I went to my window and saw a man, only in his jocks hammering some planks and placing them on the wall. There were also chains on the floor that he was now drilling to the ceiling. All this in a candle lit room. This man had a firm ass and I could tell he was packing. He was bald but his head was defined, as well as his body. His thighs were smooth and large. I could see his furry chest too while he drilled, packing firm pecks. Don’t get me started on his arms. It was clear that he’s experienced in construction. I starred for what must have been 10 minutes, taking the role of a pepping tom. He then stopped and got to the window and looked at me and took his jock off, jacking his 9 inch off. I looked at him straight in his eyes. He was now smiling. He opened the window and then came, blowing his load out of the window. He put his index finger on his nose to signal secrecy and turned back to blow the candles off, without acknowledging me any further. Before the candles were blown off, it looked like he was prostrating in a circle that the candles were positioned in. I closed my curtains, going to bed with a hard on I couldn’t contain. I woke up in my boxers, stained with cum. I haven’t had a wet dream in ages. I went down and asked Mom and Dad who moved in. Mom told me that it was a man name Robert Costa whose taking over the construction company that went bankrupt last year. Dad then said that “He doesn’t seem like the kind to play for the other team.” Mom told him that he’s only saying that because he’s more muscular than Dad and knows more about tennis when Dad lost his bet on him that Federer was going to lose. I didn’t want to hear them go on so I went out for a jog. I missed running around my neighborhood, going through the parks at night sometimes to cruise. I remembered when I turned 18 three years ago, I sucked my first cock at this very tree I just ran by. The balls I relished on was that of Mr. Courtois who was one of the consulate workers at the Belgian embassy. Mr. Courtois was friendly with my family. He had a wife and his daughter who I did AP Chem together with. I can still recall the moment he realized who I was after blowing his load in me in the dark. “Putain” Was the first thing he said, before asking me what I was doing. “Don’t worry Mr. Courtois. Or is it Monsieur? I wanted it. We don’t have to tell anyone.” I looked at him, with his cum still on my lips. “You should not be here, it’s unsafe for young boys of your age.” Talking to me like a child. “It’s you who shouldn’t be here. Does your family know?” I asked, before he gave a worried look. “Of course not. We must not tell anyone. We cannot. I’m going home now, let me send you home.” In the car, I was playing with his dick while he drove. It was long, hard and bushy. I then told him that if he took the next right, the exit would merge us on Connecticut Ave and that there was a motel that wasn’t too far away. It didn’t take long for him to agree. A little s’il vous plait & j’te veux was all I needed to convince him to fuck me. Thank you Estelle for making me pass 10th grade French. The thing about Mr. Courtois was that he had the perfect dad body. It was not too big nor too muscular. His hair was grey too and he had blue eyes. He was well endowed with a cock length of about 7 inch. And he had some pubic hair. Must be a man who takes care of himself. He was talkative but pensive when he fucked me. I can still remember those words that made my hole wet when he rimmed me. “C’est bon ouais?” Every time I hear those words now, I would get hard like I was Pavlov’s dog. When he inserted his cock into me, I was in heaven. The first cock I’m taking and it belonged to my lab partner’s dad. He said those three words again ramming me non-stop. “Ton cul, c'est extraordinaire…ah putain, tu vas gagner ma bite et l'accueillir.” I don’t even know what he’s saying but I knew it made me flush. I asked him to go faster. For some reason, Mr. Courtois couldn’t stop speaking in French. I had to learn the word vite from him and repeat it like I was yelling feet. I don’t think it’s even in one of my fetishes. “Tu veux mon foutre, oui? Oh putain..“ was his last words before coming into me. Filling my ass and sloshing his cum in me, pulling out and letting it flow like the Pontemac. We cuddled and he said his first comprehensible sentence of that night, in English, “Thank you. I didn’t know you were gay…does Estelle know?” “Je vous en prie” I teased in a high pitched voice. “And yes she does. I think everyone does. Does she know her dad is though?” “Bah.” was all he said and told me that we should go home. Mood killer. The time was almost 5 and I entered the house telling both my parents that I was at Justin’s playing video games and didn’t realize how late it got. This all happened a year ago before I left for college. How inexperienced I was. Last I heard, Mr. Courtois was back in Bruxelles, having his charity co-sponsor bxl pride. Maybe he’s out, maybe he’s not, but I knew I must have affected him in some ways when I saw photos of him clad to a semi muscular twink in harness on Estelle’s Instagram. While standing in front of the fountain at the park now, I could see a man wearing overalls and a white tank top walking towards me. He also had a helmet on. It was the one and only, Robert Costa. “It’s nice to see that ass out in the day.” He said, clearly recognizing me as last night’s voyeur. “Nice to see someone in clothes too.” I joked, transfixed on his eyes now. A dark shade of olive when refracted under the sun. Gorgeous. I can also take a peek of his chest. He then smiled. “Would you like to come over tonight? I just built something and I need to show someone. I don’t know anyone around here. Besides, all that construction must have make you a bit curious.” He asked, full of confidence. “Yeah, sure. 8 sounds good? I think mom and dad are going to be out for dinner at Bourbon Steak. I told them I would go watch the movies instead of mingling with some diplomats I’ll forget but whatever.” “Great.” Was all he said as he left, heading to the pickup truck parked across the bench where we stood. I wore my jock that night and the same pair of joggers with just a hoodie on. By now, I was thinking of whether I would call him Robert or Mr. Costa. Both sounded hot. Robert opened the door in an apron without anything underneath it. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’ve been used to walking around the house nude. Haven’t had any guests since I moved in. You’re the first! Come in.” He came in for a bear hug and I could feel how huge his balls were underneath the apron. Robert walked back to the kitchen and on his naked back, a bio hazard symbol was tattooed centered right below his nape. Interesting. Robert then showed me his kitchen where he was preparing some drinks. Campari spritz. With the heat that was going on, it was only necessary. “So…I want to try out something.” He said, going to the freezer now and taking out a tray of ice cube but instead of it being cubical, it was cylindrical, like a tube. “How would you like to have a cocktail of cum in your ass?” Wow. How direct. Cut right to the chase. I think my fixation on him last night was all that he needed to know to gauge the kind of a slut I am. I agreed immediately and pulled my pants down and hoodie off, with Robert now being impressed with my jock. “Get up here,” he called me when he went to inspect my ass. He took off the jock and looked at my cock, squeezing it with his other hand choking me now. I didn’t sign up for this, but it made me harder than I was before. “There we go..” he smiled now while gripping my hard cock while inserting one cube in my ass. It felt cold and melted easily in me. In his eyes, I can tell there’s a desire to corrupt and use me. It’s as if he wanted to destroy me and fulfill his dark fucked up fantasies. I hate to admit that I was willing to let my inhibitions go away & fully submit to him. “I still haven’t showed you what I was telling you about.” He then held my hand but this time with care and lead me upstairs into the room he was fixing up. It was a sight that I thought I wouldn’t see. I doubt there were any other houses in our neighborhood that had a room like what Robert had made. To call it a sex dungeon would be dishonest because it wasn’t like its aim was for sex but for something even darker. It was like a shrine. The chains he drilled up were a part of a leather sling. And behind the sling was a tapestry that bared the Sigil of Baphomet. The room was only lit by candles placed on the floor around the sling and that the sling was placed in a circle which Robert had carved. There was also pentagram carved in the circle. If one were to put themselves in the sling, they would face a floor to ceiling mirror that had quotes of Divine Comedy painted black in acrylics. In Italian even. To divert my fascination, I joked. “What’s the font, Hellvetica?” “Funny. You know what these words mean?” I did classics as an elective during freshman year so my memory didn’t serve me well but I can only recognise one stanza which was "Ritorna a tua scïenza, che vuol, quanto la cosa è più perfetta, più senta il bene, e così la doglienza.” “The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain..” or something along those lines from what I could recall. What does this even mean? Clearly I didn’t pay attention much. Robert recited the quote in his native tongue before I told him the meaning. He was surprised and said, “You are perfect. You want to feel pleasure and you want to feel pain. In this room, we’re all sinners. We’re destined for destruction during judgement day. Our sins are set as our aberrations called for it.” I can tell he was into Dante and must have grown up in a religious family. He was Sicilian after all by looking at his Apron that had the words PALERMO printed like something off a postcard. Robert then began to tell me that he’s a part of a covenant that sins and punish themselves. “Aquinas said that we can know things without any form of divine intervention…that God’s light would shine on us naturally to inform us what we must do. When I strayed off the path of God.. I was stung to realize my sin. I then thought that God wouldn’t punish those who went on the beaten path and that I must do it myself..” Fuck. This man is a cult leader, I thought. I was still intrigued given that I had a hard on and melted cum in my ass. “Then God shined another light…that we sinners deserve a second chance. Medication. What a way to deny God’s plans. But it also give me more opportunity to punish others.” What a visionary. I don’t think highly of Robert but his speech and the way he brought himself not only convinced me otherwise, but also convinced me that he sees himself as some sort of a prophet. I can see how he could manage his cult with the way he spoke. “I’m giving you the opportunity to learn more about me. To learn more about yourself. To participate in it. When I looked at you last night, the moon was full and I felt God’s light shined again. I can tell that you’re not religious, but the rituals and the aspects of this covenant make it hard for you to be dissuaded, am I right?” “Yes... but this is too much Robert, I think you’re thinking way too deep on this. It’s not even right if you’re going to just ruin people’s lives in the name of God.” “Well, I’m not ruining their lives and anyone who joins voluntarily does so. You think I’m a man who would rape? Most of our brothers are in on their own will. God’s will. I used to think that I was the only one who felt this way but there are many like me. I can see it in your eyes that you want it too.” He was right. Human beings are irrational and as much as we’d like to live our lives according to reason and truth, it is impossible for us to function in that way all the time. I wanted to join my neighbor’s cult that might affect me for the rest of my life. Was it because of boredom? Fascination? I don’t know. Words really can’t explain why some people do the things they do and my interest in joining Robert only proves it further. I didn’t need him to persuade me any more so I walked toward him and held his face and kissed him. He threw me on the floor and began rimming me. He pushed a finger in me and I groaned a bit. “Yes, don’t stop.” I said while he was pulling it in and out. “You’re very tight. Don’t move.” He commanded. I felt my hole exposed to the humidity and without any warning, he pressed into me with his cock, releasing a scream from me. I should’ve asked him to put more cum in me in the kitchen. I had fully submitted myself to him now. He took long strokes and pressed my nipple hard, telling me that I was beginning to open up. I rocked my hips back to him, accepting his potent cock. He also went slowly at times and fast, making me moan and groan like never before. My head was on the floor with my ass up, with the candles as my only source of light. Without the mirror, the room would be darker but with it, I can see Robert fucking me flat on the floor. As he rocked me deeper, I could feel another part of my hole opening, accepting more of him. He then said, “There it is, we’re just starting to have fun now.” All I could remember for the next half an hour was me being in a state of euphoria. My eyes were rolled back and my arms were shaking. I couldn’t even feel my legs as he rammed into me. I also noticed that every now and then when we were fucking, he would take a pause to breathe heavily. The last time he did this, he held me with his arms and squeezed me tight, not letting me go as he whispered, “Into the eternal darkness, into fire and into ice.” It then registered to me that he had came in me about 7 times. When he was done, we were on the floor, panting while he jerked me off. When I was about to come, he sucked me and ingested all my cum. He then came up for a kiss and I could taste the saltiness of my cum while his and god knows who else’s was flowing out of my hole. While he leaned beside me on the recently varnished oak floor, I broke the silence. “Tell me more about this covenant.”

Gives new meaning to the phrase.."word of mouth"

Hot fucking week slut!! Bonus points to me that you're attached and sex drive goes into overdrive as soon as the door closes behind your BF - would be hot to know your BF screenname and what HE'S been up to also LOL. If you were my BF I'd be glad you're keeping your hole loosened up for when I cum home

Friday evening I went to Adonis in Gent (Belgium). This is a gay club and Friday is "Naked Friday". I went in and strippet to boots, leather harness and cockring. Crowd was mixed. After a few drinks at the bar, i went upstairs to the cruising area. In the darkroom, i got fucked by a couple of older men. Probably a bit to early to get loads. During the rest of the evening, i got fucked by at least 10 different men an received a couple of loads. Probably going back there next weekend.

I came home from work early and I find my brother being fuck in the bedroom. I just stand till the hot looking guy blows his load he then turns ask if I want sloppy seconds.

The last few trips to my local gym I've been leaving the SCRUFF hookup app on to see if anyone younger in my gym would want to hookup. Today I hit the jackpot, of sorts. After my gym routine, I was still sweaty from the workout itself and I wanted to get home to shower before dinner. I got a new ping off SCRUFF. I was very interested in the young man who decided to message me for a quick hookup. Apparently, he works not too far from my gym and needed to unload. He's 27, of Portuguese descent. My type!! I told him that I had just come out of STAPLES office supplies, returning some used up toner to be recycled. He told me he's on his way to meet up with me. I was both nervous and anxious with a hard-on to bat. He arrived. He has these mesmerizing blue eyes (they melted me). He's into daddies (a lot!). And here I'm 54. I jumped in his car. Ok, let's find a more secluded, quiet spot. He's a top. I told him I wanted to suck on his cock bulging in his work clothes. We found an abandoned HOME DEPOT building close by. He parked behind the building, in the truck loading area (how appropriate!). We went to play in the back seats of his car. I unbuttoned his pants to reveal a gorgeous 6" not pencil thin, nor beer can thick cock. It didn't take me long to coax a huge creamy load out of him. He told he needed to de-nut after work, saving his load until the end of the day. He told me he was cumming. He came big time in my mouth -- big load, creamy, slightly salty. I cleaned off his cock and kissed him with a bit of his load. Short and sweet (or slightly salty as it were!)! We exchanged numbers. He wants more regular sex with me. He told my SCRUFF pics don't do justice to me, I'm more handsome in public. He told me he was bi, but loving boys more than girls. Suits me just fine. I'll be seeing those baby blue eyes more! I should leave SCRUFF on every time I'm at the gym.

First time post. Love reading these when I’m edging and sniffing poppers. Gets me going so much. Been talking to a sexy bttm daddy near by for a couple months and our schedule’s are always bad. Well, saw him on Bbrt and sent him a message. He said he was heading to cumunion at steamworks, so I suggested for him to stop by and get my load first. I def wanted to take the opportunity to rim him for a bit. 20 mins later he’s walking in, sexy beard and running shorts with flip flops. I’m standing naked stroking my cock. Drops to his knees and starts sucking off my Uc cock. Moaning loud and making my cock feel good. Rimmed his ass for a bit and love that he kept pushing his hole out for me to suck on. Fuuck, drove me wild. Threw some spit on my cock and fucked him on his belly. Can’t tell you how much I love watching a sexy ass being pounded from behind. Didn’t take me long since I was really into him. The second I nut in his ass, I felt him clench just enough to make me go wild. Man, def a great fuck. He gave me his number and def will be fucking this silver fox again.

13 loads in 2-3 hours at an adult bookstore. I have done that twice. I only stopped because no one was left ?

Part 6-The Consequences I woke alone in the bed. I wasn’t sure what time is was, how long I had been at this guy’s house. One thing I knew for sure is that I probably was fired from my job for missing so much work. I grabbed my breakfast and walked out by the pool. Joey was the first to see me and immediately came over to me. “I am in so much trouble bro. I haven’t been to work in days and am sure that my ass is fired.” Dave and Trent strolled over and joined us. “Dave and I must have also been fired. What are we gona do for cash bro?” “I’m sure my ass was fired right along with all of yours. I don’t know what we are gona do. Do you guys know where our clothes are?” They all shook their heads no. And to top it all off, none of the men we had been with all this time were around. I looked at Trent and could tell he wasn’t feeling right. “You feeling ok Trent?” “No bro, I think I’m getting sick.” We took Trent into the house and helped him get into bed. As he was lying there I began to feel a little achy but thought it was just from being drugged up and fucked for so long. Suddenly Trent bolted for the bathroom and threw up. This perpetuated my feeling ill and I was in bed with him. By the end of the day all four of us were sicker then a dog and in bed. The owner of the house came home to find us cuddled up together, sweating and very sick. I asked; “Can you take us to the doctor please?” “You boys will be alright in a few days. You just got the flu.” I never heard of summer time flu. He gave us some watered down Gatorade to drink. Joey asked; “Can you let us call our jobs so that we can tell them we’ve been sick?” “You all quit your jobs boys. You asked me to type up letters and you all signed them. I mailed them out a week ago.” I then asked; “What about our apartments, our clothes and Joey’s car?” “You also asked me to help you guys break your leases so you could move in with me. Then you said you didn’t need your clothes or personal property since I was going to take care of you.” That prompted me to ask; “How long have we been living here?” “You boys have been living here for almost 2 weeks now.” We were too sick to argue with this man. We were all worried what we would do for work, money and the basic necessities of life. We just slept and drank what he gave us to keep us well hydrated. When we were feeling better Matt came over. I figured he was there to drug us up again but he drew a couple vials of blood from each of us and left. We were allowed to roam around the house, eat and drink all wanted. We were not able to leave the house since we did not have any clothes to wear. Most days we spent out by the pool with the occasional blow job or fucking between us 4 guys. Other then that our host or and of his business partners were too busy to pay any attention to any us. The following week Matt returned and spoke with four men. We couldn’t hear what was being discussed, but it seemed that the men were pleased with what Matt was telling them. After the conversation Matt headed for the basement and I was summoned in the house. “You are to go down to the basement and do everything Matt tells you or your parents will learn all about your activities over the past 3 weeks.” I was stunned. I didn’t want my parents to learn that I’m gay or the fact that I am addicted to meth. I went into the basement as instructed where Matt was waiting for me. The basement was brightly light up with over head lighting unlike the other times I’ve been in the basement when it’s been dimly light. Matt stood by the fuck bench and motioned for me to come over to him. “Lay face down on the bench.” I did as I was told and Matt promptly fastened the straps so I was not able to move. I could see out of the corner of my eye as he put on a pair of rubber surgical gloves and felt the coolness of alcohol on my lower back just about my ass crack. “This is going to sting for a but, but it will all be over quickly.” I heard a buzz as I began to feel a sting in my low back. I thought he was digging into my skin. Ever so often he would stop and wipe the area and go back to digging into my back again. After some time he stopped the hard digging and I just felt a faint buzz as he continued. I’m not sure how long I was there when I was told; “All finished. Now I’m gona let you up and you are to sit down here in the basement until I am done with your buddies.” Matt released the straps and I got off the bench. I looked over my shoulder and could barley make out a strange symbol tattooed just about my ass. I am not sure what the symbol meant, but I know I had seen it before in the doctor’s office. As I sat there Trent came walking into the basement. He was strapped down like I was and the buzzing began again. I saw Matt working on Trent’s tattoo. After all four of us were given the same tattoo the four men came down to the basement to talk tell us why we were given the tattoo. “Boy’s we gave you those tattoos cause we want the world to know what you achieved here over the past 3 weeks.” I asked; “What did we achieve?” “I took four straight young men and turned you into gay, meth heads who are all HIV+.” We were in shock over the news. Dave was the first to speak; “I just want to go home please?” “You are welcome to go home any time you like. But know that your family and friends may learn of your new status. And what will you do when you need that fix of meth I have been giving you. You know you need it, you all probably need it right now.” Joey asked through his tears; “I need a job to support myself.” “We will take care of you. We will give you jobs in our production company. You’ve already been a smash on our website with your performances out by the pool and here in our play room. The DVD from the party has already presold over 5000 copies.” Sheepishly we asked; “What company?” “We own and operate a web site that tailors to a select crowd called ‘Florida Boys’. You are the new stars of that web site and as long as you perform up to standards you will continue to have all that you need.” We learned that there were hidden cameras throughout the house and grounds that took video of everything we did. I was doing my best to process what we were being told when Matt came over and gave each of us a nice slam of Tina to help convince us that we needed to comply with their wishes. We were so horny and sex starved it was a no brainer that we were staying. Trent, Dave and Joey watched as I got up and willingly climbed into the sling and asked for one of the men to fuck me right then and there. Trent climbed on the fuck bench as Dave and Joey were taken out by the pool. We all got a good fucking that afternoon and for many times after that. We have stared in over 20 DVD’s and daily on the web site. We have learned to slam ourselves and use Viagra to maintain erections so that we can fuck each other at will.

Part 5-The Event When I woke I wasn’t sure what time it was or how long I had been sleeping, but I could tell the sun was up high in the sky. I made it to the bathroom off the bedroom we were in and took a wicked piss. I noticed the other guys starting to stir and thought we’d all have morning wood. But for some reason all of our cocks were soft although we were all very horny. We tried to get hard with no luck. We couldn’t figure out what was going on. The door was opened and we were let out into the house. Breakfast was waiting for us on the table. We chowed down and headed out to the pool for a bit of sun and fun. Each one of us was approached by the four men while we were out by the pool. I was the first they came over to and offered me a white pill followed by a slam. They then went to Dave, Joey and finally Trent giving each one a pill and a slam. We loved the drugs and went back to swimming. We were extremely horny, but none of us could get hard. We tried sucking each other’s dicks out by the pool with no luck. And none of the men would touch us. Trent was the first to beg one of the men to fuck him. The guy bent Trent over a lounge chair and fucked him right there by the pool. I was surprised to see Joey with one of the other men. Joey was on all fours on a lounge chair getting pounded. Dave and I had the same idea and we attempted to ask the same man. We were told to bend over and he would take turns fucking us till their guests arrived. We all loved the attention our bodies were finally getting. I am not sure how long we were in that position when we were told to get on our backs. I noticed that Joey and Trent were also on their backs getting fucked. We kept alternating from stomach to back throughout the afternoon. As the sun went down we were starting to crash when we were given an ‘injection’ in each of our asses and told; “That will keep you boys for a little while. Go get cleaned up and down to the basement.” We went inside and showered and cleaned up really well as we were told. As we showered I noticed that each of us had developed a nice tan over the past few days of swimming naked. None of us had any tan lines and I thought we all looked hot. When we got down to the basement I noticed a few new items. There were now 4 slings in the basement. Each of us climbed on in and was quickly restrained. A thin man walked in and out host introduced him; “This is Matt and he’ll be your chemist for the party.” I looked across the room at my buddies and wondered what I had gotten them into when Matt came over to me. “Now don’t you worry none bro, I am very good at what I do and you’ll be flying through the entire weekend.” He gave me a white pill and some funny tasting water. “Drink up, it’s gona be a long night.” He then gave me the strongest slam I had ever had. I coughed so hard you would’ve thought I was choking. In a drug haze I watched as he went to each of my buds and did the same to them as he had done to me. After the last one of us was chemed up the music began to play and the lights were dimmed. I saw a steady stream of men coming into the basement. One by one each of us began to be fucked by whom ever wanted our hole. And if our ass was occupied then they would shove their cock in an open mouth. I don’t know if the guy fucking me shot his load or not but after he pulled out another replaced him. Matt kept an eye on all of us to make sure we were hydrated and chemed up. I vaguely remember the entire weekend. I can’t recall all the men who fucked me. The best memory of the weekend I have was the time leading up to Matt chemming me up and as I was crashing from my high and I was being released from my restraints. Matt helped me over to the shower to clean up then up to the bedroom me and my buds occupied. It wasn’t long before all of us were in the bed again. Matt and the owner of the house were standing over us discussing his ‘fee’ for his services. I remember Matt saying; “I’ll take this one” as he pointed down at me. Matt took me to another bedroom and he gave me a little ‘something’ to get me out of my crash. Matt was a little more passionate then I had experience since I began all this some time ago. He kissed me and I kissed him back as we explored each other’s body. It was when I felt his crotch I got a little scared. It felt like he was packing a steel pipe between his legs. When he dropped his shorts I saw the biggest cock I had ever seen. It had to be 12” long and as thick as my wrist. Matt hiked my calves on his shoulders and pressed on inside me. I thought he was going to rip me apart when he slid right on in. It felt amazing to have him inside me. “You got one fine ass there. Maybe I will ask if I can keep you for my own.” I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying with me impaled on his monstrous cock like I was. I thought he’d blow his load and we’d be done. But when he started to pick up the pace and I felt his cock begin to thicken I figured we were almost done. Then he blew his load deep inside me, so deep I thought I would taste it in the back of my throat. He finished cumming and kept on fucking me. He gave me 5 loads before he tired out and took me back to the bedroom where I was finally able to crash.

Part 4-Joey We woke up holding onto each other. Our morning wood pressed into the guy we were next to. The sun was just coming up as it peered through the blinds. I looked over at my 2 mates and knew we had one last task to manage that day. As Trent and Dave began to stir I grabbed my cell phone and called Joey. He works the grave yard shift and had just punched out. “You up for some pool action Joey?” “I could sure use that after the shift I had, but where would we swim?” “We got that covered. Why don’t you swing by Dave’s and pick us up.” Joey ad the best paying job and he was the only one of us who could afford a car. To save time the three of us jumped into the shower together. We were quick to get cleaned off knowing we’d be fucking later on with Joey after some swimming. We grabbed our clothes and something quick to eat as we heard Joey’s car pull up the drive. We were heading out the door as he honked the horn. Joey asked; “Where we gona swim?” as we piled in his car. “Remember the house we jumped the fence at a few nights ago?” “Yeah.” “Turns out he’s a really nice guy that will let us swim at his place.” “Right on!” Joey had us at the house in a few minutes and we walked up to the door. I rang the bell and our host answered the door wearing only a robe. “Nic e to see you boys back here again.” I introduced the last member of our little group; “This is Joey.” Our host stuck out his hand; “Nice to meet you Joey.” Today was a little different then the last few days we were here swimming. As we walked into the back yard we saw 3 other men in the pool. “Boys these are my business partners.” Each man got out of the pool naked and shook our hands. I could tell Joey was a little uncomfortable with their nudity. I leaned over and whispered to him; “We all swim naked here. It’s a lot of fun. Trust me bro.” At the same time Dave and Trent had already stripped down and jumped into the pool. I reassured Joey; “Come on bro, we were all swimming naked the other night. This is no big deal.” Both of us stripped down and jumped into the cool water. We swam around for a while before drinks were brought out for us by our host. Soon I noticed our host take Joey on a tour of his home as we continued to swim. As we continued to swim, I noticed that his business partners began to pair off with us, one was with Dave, another with Trent and the third one was with me. One by one each of us were escorted down to the basement me being the last one to leave the pool. When I got to the basement I saw Trent and Dave sitting on the bench and Joey was in the sling. We watched Joey get forced to accept his slam of meth as Trent, Dave and I asked for our slams willingly. We heard Joey cough out as each of us were stuck with the needle. When my tubing was removed from my arm I remember feeling a very strong rush, stronger then I had ever felt. We all coughed very hard and I heard a loud ringing in my ears. Dave was taken over to the cross as Joey was strapped down to the bench and I was put on my back on a mattress on the floor. I looked over to see Joey getting fucked for the first time, Trent was also getting fucked and Dave was getting whipped. I looked up at the man kneeling over me as he lifted my legs to his shoulders. His cock had a piercing through the tip and I recall feeling the cold metal on my ass as he slid inside me. The feeling in my ass was incredible. As I was getting fucked I heard Dave whimper with every lash of the whip; I looked over at Trent as he moaned out in pleasure from his fucking; and I looked over to see Joey pull on the chains as his virginity was taken. I don’t know how many loads I took from this one man, but I recall when he pulled out and fingered my sloppy hole. He put his fingers to my mouth ands I eagerly sucked them clean. I was so high I had no concept of time until I was then moved over to the bench as Trent was taken to the cross and Dave over to the mattress. I was now fucked by a different business partner as was Dave while Trent was whipped on the cross. Times passed as I took more loads from a different business partner then I was moved over to the cross to be whipped for a while. I recall enjoying the whipping I was receiving and wanting more. After the last round all 4 of us were given another generous slam and taken out to the pool to go swimming. I wasn’t sure what time it was but it was dark out. I knew Joey was late for his shift and Trent, Dave and I hadn’t been to work in days. We swam for a little while before each of us was grabbed by a different business partner and fucked right there in the pool. You could hear the water splashing around as each of us took our pounding. Like before after some time the business partners would switch off until each on had seeded us. I recall the sun was coming up when we were taken into the house and all four of us put in a bedroom and allowed to crash.

Part 3-Dave I woke feeling something hard jabbing me in the back. Then a hand grabbed my hard cock and I remembered the events before I passed out. I turned my head and was kissed by Trent as he stroked my cock. I reached back and wrapped my hand around his hard cock and we kissed some more. I never knew I could find so much pleasure in being with another guy like this as we rolled to face each other. Trent moved down to suck my bone as I ran my hands through his long hair. I suggested he shift his position so I could take care of him as he took care of me. We were side by side in 69 sucking and slurping on each other’s tool. I fired into his Trent’s mouth first and he swallowed my load. That must have sent him over the edge and I felt his cock stiffen and begin to spew his tasty cum into my hungry mouth. We got up and headed for the bathroom and a nice shower. I turned on the water and climbed in as Trent climbed in behind me. It was a nice change from showering alone. We helped wash each other and soon were hard again. I turned him around and fucked him right there in the shower before the water got cold and we had to climb out. We got dressed and grabbed some breakfast as we figured out our day. We knew we were going back over the swim and needed to bring someone with us. Trent told me; “Dave & I are supposed to have plans today” “That’s perfect. Where are you meeting him?” “I’m supposed to meet him at his place then we were going to figure out what to do.” “Let’s go get him.” “Ain’t ya suppose to work today?” “Fuck that, I hate that job and this is much more fun. Besides, I blew it off yesterday to swim and I’m already over an hour late for today. I think it’s safe to say I am fired.” We headed out and over to Dave’s house. As usual the door was unlocked and we went inside. We found Dave still in his bed sleeping. Trent & I jumped on top of him to wake him up. “Wake up Dave.” “What the fuck! What are you guys doing here so early?” “It’s almost noon Dave. Get your skinny ass out of bed, its gona be a hot one today and we want to go swimming.” “Where are we gona do that?” “Remember that pool we sneaked into? It turns out the guy who lives there is cool and will let us swim there.” “Yeah, Trent and I spent the day there yesterday and had a blast.” “Cool, I’ll get dressed and grab my board shorts and we can go.” “You won’t need your board shorts, we skinny dip.” “Yeah, like we did that night I got caught.” “Really? That was a lot of fun just swimming around naked.” “Get dressed and let’s go.” Dave got out of bed in his boxer briefs, grabbed some shorts and a shirt off the floor and we were out the door. We made the walk offer to our new friends place quickly and rang his bell. “Nice to see you’re back again. And you brought a new friend.” “Yeah, this is Dave. He was one of the guys with us the other night when we jumped over your fence.” We did the house tour thing again so Dave could see the place. Then we ended up out back so we could hit the pool and work on our tans. We were out there for a while when we were asked if we wanted anything to drink. Like yesterday each of us was brought our requested drink. I was beginning to believe he was putting something in our drinks cause I was starting to feel very horny and was getting a raging hard on. We could tell what ever was in the drinks was hitting Dave especially hard. He had Trent and I carry Dave down to the basement and lift him into the sling. Trent was then restrained on the cross and I on the bench. He alternated between Trent and me with the lashes until Dave started to come around. Dave looked over and yelled out; “What the fuck are you doing to my friends?” The beating stopped as our host walked over to Dave; “Look who’s awake. Now the fun can begin.” Trent and I were released before he pulled out three needles, one for each of us. Dave watch as Trent and I allowed him to inject us with the drugs. He heard each of us cough as the drugs worked into our bodies. Then I went over and began to stroke Dave’s cock as he was prepped for his slam. Our host commanded; “Why don’t you suck his cock and start to prepare his hole for me while I give him what he needs.” Trent took Dave’s cock in his mouth as I began to lick his hole. I was able to watch out of the corner of my eye as the needle was stuck into Dave’s arm and the contents emptied into him. Then I heard him cough and felt his hole open up and start to suck on my tongue. We were told; “Good, there we go. Now he’s ready.” Trent and I moved out of the way as our host moved in and quickly began to fuck Dave. We put an arm around each other as we watched and I felt Trent’s cock poke me in the side. I looked at him and we kissed as Dave was getting what he needed from our host. “Go ahead you two can fuck and suck while I work my new friend here.” We watched as Dave got a good fucking from our host. We made out, sucked a little and fucked a lot. We decided to hold off cumming incase we were asked to fuck a load into Dave. Sure enough after a couple hours I was told to get between Dave’s legs. Trent was told to get in behind me and our host got behind Trent. I slid my cock into Dave’s wet hole as Trent slid into me. I could tell when Trent had his hole filled when he pushed harder into mine. We all started to fuck into the hole before us and pushed back on the cock behind us. It was incredible fucking like this. I felt Trent’s cock thicken and spasm inside me as I unloaded in Dave. I could tell when Trent got his hole creamed when I heard our host grunt out. We finished up and helped Dave out of the sling. As with before we were in the shower area in the corner getting hosed down with piss before we showered up. We swam for a little while longer before we left and headed for Dave’s place. No one spoke on the walk over to Dave’s. When we got to Dave’s and in his room Dave began to cry. Trent and I consoled him and before we knew it he was kissing Trent as I sucked his cock hard. Dave laid on his back and Trent and I mounted his hard cock. Trent didn’t want to be left out and I felt him come up behind me and slide his cock in along side Dave’s. We fucked like that for a good 30 minutes before I felt my balls tighten up and I came without ever touching myself. I believe my orgasms sent Dave and Trent over the edge and they filled my ass with both their loads. We cuddled up in Dave’s big bed and fell asleep.

Part 2-Trent It was strange, I was up all night, but I felt very awake and alert. I was allowed to refresh myself with a dip in the pool before getting dressed and allowed to leave. As I was in the pool, I thought about what had happened the night before and how good he made me feel. I got out of the pool with a raging hard cock that was quickly sucked on by my host. It didn’t take long for me to blow my load that he swallowed down. It was the best blow job I had ever had in my life. As I left he told me “Come back to swim any time boy and remember to bring one of your buddies over with you.” As I walked home I noticed several test messages from Trent. He kept asking if I was ok and did I need any help. I sent a text back to him that I was feeling good and was going home to sleep. He asked what happened to me last night. I wasn’t ready to tell him. When I got home I grabbed a shower and crashed for the rest of the day. I woke up late afternoon to Trent coming into my bedroom. “What happened to you last night bro?” “I got busted after you guys took off.” “What did he do to you?” I wasn’t gonna admit to being fucked, and since I wanted to get Trent over to the guy's house, I lied. “He took me in his house and we talked. He’s a nice man and let me swim all night. He told me I could come back to his place with a friend and swim any time.” “No way. Its gonna be in the 90’s today. Can we go over there and swim this afternoon?” “Sure. Let me get in the shower and we can head on over.” “What about Dave and Joey?” “He wants to meet you one at a time. Next time we can invite one of them to join us.” “Right on!” I got out of bed naked and headed for the shower. Trent blatantly stared at my ‘morning wood’, little aware he would receive some 'wood' of his own when we got to the guy’s house. I showered up, grabbed some shorts and a shirt and we were out the door. We made the short walk over to his house and I rang the bell. He came to the door in the same shorts he wore last night. “Well, hello there. And who is this?” “This is Trent, one of my friends from last night.” “It’s nice to meet you Trent. I think you’ll like swimming in my pool without having to jump the fence.” “Yeah, I bet I will. Thanks for letting us use your pool.” "My pleasure - that's what pools are for." We went through the house back to the pool. Once there I stripped down and jumped in the water. Trent looked down at me a little puzzled. “You’re just gonna skinny dip in the guy’s pool?” “Sure I am. He’s ok with that.” “Yes it’s ok with me if you want to skinny dip in my pool. That’s the only way I swim.” “Come on Trent, you were skinny dipping last night.” I watched as Trent stripped down and jumped in the water. After swimming for a while our host asked “You boys want something to drink?” I answered “Sure, what ya got?” “What do you want?” Trent said “A coke is fine with me.” I responded "Same for me, please." Our host went into the house and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. We hopped out of the pool and sat on the edge as we began to drink them down. When we were almost finished our host asked “How would you like a tour of my house, Trent?” Trent answered with a slightly slurred voice, “Sure - why not?” We went into the house and followed our host as he showed every bedroom and explained his décor. When it came time to show the basement I could see Trent begin to sway and weave as he walked. He barely made it down the stairs when our host grabbed him and put him in the sling in the corner. I helped our host restrain Trent before he tied me to the cross along the wall and began to whip me as he waited for Trent to regain consciousness. It seemed that I was getting a harder lashing then I did the night before when Trent started to come around. I looked over at Trent as he pulled on his restraints. Seeing the panic begin to settle in his eyes our host stopped whipping me and walked over to my friend. “I see our little bitch is awake.” “What the fuck! Let me go or I’ll scream.” “Go ahead and scream. No one will hear you. This basement is sound proof.” He came back over to me and released me from the cross. Led me over to the bench and restrained me there. I still had a good view of Trent and watched as our host walked over and prepared 2 syringes. He came over and gave me mine first. I felt the rush and let out a strong cough as the drugs hit me. I could tell he gave me more then I had last night and I was so happy to have that high again. Trent yelled out “You’re not gonna stick me with that needle bro, I don’t do anything but smoke a little weed” as our host prepped Trent's arm for the slam. I watched the look in Trent’s eyes as he was given his slam. I kept looking into his eyes as the rubber was removed from his arm. I hear him cough and knew the drugs were hitting him hard. He looked over at me as he saw our host come up behind me and start to fuck me. I could tell he was out of it cause of the drugs in him. I got fucked for a while before I was released and taken over to the sling where I was told “Lick that boy’s ass and get it ready for me to fuck. I better see your tongue as far up that cunt hole as you can stick it.” I worked my tongue on Trent’s ass, licking and sucking best I could as I heard my friend begin to moan. After a while I was told “That’s good enough boy.” I was pulled out and told to sit there, fuck myself with a dildo and watch. I looked up at Trent to see a glazed look in his eyes as he uncontrollably moaned. I now knew what I looked like getting fucked for the first time and why I liked it so much. My ass was greedily taking as much of the large dildo I was given inside me as I good give. What I really needed was to be fucked. I not really sure how long we were there when I was told “Get that dildo out of your ass, boy, and have Trent here suck your dick till your hard.” I did as I was told and soon was standing next to Trent’s head so he could suck my dick. I could tell that Trent was about to get his first load of cum deposited inside his ass. It made me think back to the night before when I took half a dozen loads from our host. He began to grunt and groan and fuck harder into Trent’s abused ass when he shouted out “Here you go Trent my boy!” After our host was done seeding Trent’s well used ass he had me get between Trent’s legs. “Now it’s time for you to fuck your buddy.” I lined my hard cock up with Trent's wet hole and slid right inside. Once I was inside Trent I could feel our host behind me sliding his cock inside me. Boy did that feel good. He then started to fuck me as I fucked into Trent. It took some coordination, but eventually we got a good rhythm going where I did most of the work, sliding into Trent, and sliding back on our host's cock. Maybe I made it a point to really hammer Trent's ass, but to be sure, I lasted a long time. Each time I felt like I was gonna blow, I backed-off, allowing the sensation to pass so I could keep up with our host, who unloaded in me a few times before I finally lost my nut inside Trent. He pulled out of me as I pulled out of Trent and he slammed back into Trent. I am sure he gave Trent a few more loads before he let him out of the sling and over to the shower area to feed him some of his piss. Trent and I showered off as we were watched by our host. Not a word was spoken and I’m not sure what came over us but all of a sudden Trent and I were kissing as we showered off. We then went out and jumped in the pool before we got dressed to split, both Trent and I were exhausted and wanted to crash. Our host discretely reminded me once again that I was to bring my other buddies around, saying “You have two more to bring me. Have fun with Trent tonight.” We got back to my place and headed to my room where Trent started to kiss me and before I knew it we ere naked with him fucking me. I remember him cumming just before we both passed out from exhaustion.

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My husband and I visited this club for its regular Wednesday naked evening. It is a community run sex (not fetish) club and offers a cosy, laid back atmosphere. There were about 60 guys there, all shapes and sizes from your classic German bears through to sex-hunting emaciated skinheads. Poz boys are welcome, and I saw one biohazard tattoo. Their lube is of the finest quality, and I did not see a single condom in use: this is a bareback joint and bareback is what folks assume. Smalltalk is in German, but language is not a problem if you are up for it. This is more a local than a sex-tourist venue with the mix about 50% local to 50% fresh meat. There are 3 floors, and sex takes place on all of them. The basement is the place where rampant fucking takes place everywhere you look. Fucking is the dominant form of sex. Next comes rimming, and sucking a fair way down. So if you want to be fucked, you just need to offer your arse and a cock will, sooner rather than later, penentrate it. If you want to fuck, there is plenty of choice and immediate availability. I am not sure how many loads got exchanged. I got the feeling that folks were more interested in servicing many men rather than breeding, but I may be wrong. The ground floor has the bar and seating where you can relax to drink. However, the bar can be difficult to reach because of guys fucking in front of it. The top floor is the "chill out" area, but that is a relative term. It is a place for those who want to talk to their partners and take the sex slower and with more variety, and that is where I hit it off. I was sitting quietly on a sofa, and a gentleman sat down beside me. I immediately noticed his thick cock, thicker than my own generous endowment! But it was his huge balls that really grabbed my attention. He started playing with his cock, as I did with his, which enabled me to judge its considerable size. I wanted to sample his balls, but it was not so easy. His sac had been siliconed; getting on for 500cc, I suspect. I couldn't ask how much; my German isn't good enough and he wasn't into speaking. But nothing gives me a greater hard-on than juiced balls! Despite its size, I was determined to take his cock, and the first step was to deep-throat it. I had to stretch my mouth wide to manage, but I did so and got it to the back of my throat. My reward was the taste of his sweet pre-cum, flavoured by fine German beer. He seemed to enjoy this and I changed my position to expose my hole while sucking him. He picked up the hint and began to finger it. My pre-lubing provided the necessary signal that I was there to be fucked. Then we kind of stood up, whereupon he gently but firmly pushed my head down to bend me over. I really wondered if i was going to be able to take his cock, but my hole is inset, so easy for the top to position for entry. As I felt his cock touch, I just told myself to relax, and in he went. I was stretched, really stretched, but his pace was slow (almost gracious!) which allowed me to adjust without pain and relax further. He wanted to go in deep and he did; I could feel and enjoy the stubble of his shaved and siliconed balls striking me as he pressed right in. We broke off for kissing and nipple play, and then he returned to fucking me which is what he really wanted. All good things have to end, and this did with the exchange of German courtesies. I was thoroughly reamed, and a happy guy! So, if you want a laid back venue with plenty of sex, try Ajpnia.

True story from Dec. 23rd holiday party. My partner Shane and I went to a friend’s holiday party. It’s a semi-annual event, and always one of the best parties of the year. This year there were around 70 guys attending. There was a small catering team handling the food and bar. My favorite was the blonde waiter; when we chatted, he shared he was a senior in a nursing program and was thinking about PA school next year. The bartender was a muscular guy, shaved head, in his late 30s or early 40s; he was pouring the drinks pretty heavy. I chatted briefly with another waiter, this one a bit shy with dark, thick hair and glasses who was also finishing college, and looking a bit overwhelmed by all the men. There was a really mishmash of guests, ranging from late 20s through early 60s, with the majority in their 40s and 50s. A good cross-section of fit and outgoing gentlemen. I knew about half of the guys from other social events, and a few from prior seasons in Ptown. A few close friends were attending, and I was mingling throughout the night. Shane and I crossed paths now and agin in the house — a 3600 sq. Ft. Home built along the edge of conservation land, so it was nice and private. There was a constant level of flirting and sexual energy in the group; not ususual for one of these parties. Men were casually chatting, rubbing one another’s chest, and breaking the touch-barrier by laying a hand on someone new’s shoulder or around their waist. The buzz in the house was lively as guys moved from room to room, and occasionally out to the chillly patio, during the evening. Around 10 p.m. some guys began to take their leave. I’d chatted with my friends, made some new acquaintances, and even exchanged a couple nice kisses with some new handsome guys. Shane introduced me to a tall, lean red head named Eric, and I chatted with the handsome ginger for a bit before needing to visit the bartender again. There’d also been a slow migration of some guys to the upper floor, which had a walkway and small seating area that overlooked the living room. Guys were hanging out up there, and then disappearing down the hallway. I wasn’t in a hurry to wander upstairs, and was enjoying the conversations still happening on the main floor. Around 10:45 the main floor was growing pretty thin. The last of my close friends that were still hanging around were saying goodbyes. The main floor was littered with empty food plates, wine glasses, and cups. I peeked into the front living room and saw a guy sitting on the couch with another kneeling at his feet blowing him. In the kitchen, three guys were in a tight embrace exploring one another’s bodies under their winter clothing. I decided to wander upstairs and see what was happening there. The master bedroom was at the end of the upstairs hallway, past several other closed doors. The hall was quiet, and there wasn’t much noise coming from those closed rooms. The master bedroom door was opne, but the room was dark. With about 6 feet left to the hallway, I could begin to hear the happy murmurs of men in the dark. There were about 25 guys in the bedroom, a large space with 2 levels — the lower level had a king size bed in the center of the floor looking out a wall of glass into the woods. Behind the bed was a low wall with steps on either side that went to the upper level. Guys were everywhere. From the upper level, I could see a group of 7 guys active on the bed, with one guy laying spread eagle and another laying on top of him. Two other guys were on all fours at opposite sides of the bed being fucked from behind. Around me were small groups of naked men sucking, and I spied what looked like a metal framework in the corner opposite the hallway. I stripped, tossed my clothes behind a chair, and started to wander the upper level to see who was there and where I might join in. The bedroom was filled with happy moans and groans of men sharing sexual intimacy. There were random bottles of poppers and lube floating around, and I took a quick hit of poppers to get myself going; my dick was already rock hard, my favorite leather cockring hugging it tight at the base. My friend Matthew was laying on a blanket on the floor, holding his legs in the air as someone I hadn’t spoken to tonight started penetrating his hole. Three guys were on their knees in the middle of a group of 6 or 7, hungrily sucking one cock after another. The frame I saw in the corner was for a sling, but the sling was empty at the moment — I didn’t think that would last very long. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness, just a few candles punctuating small areas of the room, and casting most of the bodies as silhouettes until you got up close. I picked up a bottle of poppers and took a second hit as one of the guys kneeling reached out and touched my cock; I slipped it into his mouth and enjoyed a nice blowjob before he moved back to the guy on my right. I wandered down to the lower level by the bed. The sounds here were more intense — skin slapping against skin, and short grunts, moans, and gasps as men were being fucked in the near darkness. I had to get close to make out faces. To my surprise, the adorable blonde waiter was bent over the edge of the bed being fucked by one of the hosts. The host leaned over as I got close, and made out with me while he kept fucking the boy. There was a bottle of lube and some poppers laying nearby on the bed, and I reached underneath to feel the host’s bare cock sliding in and out of the boy’s hole. I stepped around and knelt on the bed, taking a hit of poppers, sharing one with the boy, and pushed my cock into his mouth to spit roast him. I looked at the other pairs fucking on the bed, and realized it was Shane laying spread eagle on one side of the bed with the red head plowing into his hole. I felt the thrill that goes through me when I see Shane being fucked by someone. He was grunting over and over as Eric delivered thrust after thrust, his body weight pressing Shane into the mattress. The muscly bartender was standing at the other edge of the bed, stroking slowly as he watched two other guys fucking near him; he occasionally reached over and touched Eric’s ass and ran his hand up along his spine. I decided to walk up top and see if there was an available ass ready to be fucked. My friend Matthew was now in the sling with a couple guys standing near, but no one stepping up. I quickly lubed my cock, stepped up to Matthew’s waiting hole, and started to push in. He and I smiled to each other for a second, then he took two long hits of poppers knowing what was coming, and then the fuck started. His ass was incredible warm wrapped around my dick, and I felt the smooth skin rubbing against my cock as I pumped in and out of his hole. I fucked him with long strokes, purposely trying to have my balls slap against his ass. He started jacking himself, and I picked up the pace as he starting moaning. I went from long and deep strokes, to a more moderate pace, letting the sling begin to do some of the work as it swung forward and back, pulling his hole away from my cock, and then plunging back to impale him again. Matthew was groaning loudly, which totally turns me on, and I started a power fuck, slamming his ass hard as I pulled back against the chairs holding the sling. Matthew and I locked eyes, him grunting and snarling like someone who loves his ass used hard. My pelvic bone was starting to hurt I was fucking him so hard, pulling back on the chains to bring his hole back to me. Matthew grunted and then asked for a break. I stepped back, and helped him up, his lightly furred chest drenched in sweat, and he was gasping a bit. We stood there making out for a few minutes, then he went downstairs for water. I washed off my cock in the shower (I think that’s always polite after fucking someone’s ass), and wandered back toward the bed. There were at least 10 guys on or around the bed, and the energy had become primal. Shane and the blonde waiter was laying on their backs along the bottom end of the bed, with a third guy on all fours beside them. All three were being fucked. Shane was taking the bartender’s big cock, his moans conveying how hot the fuck was. The blonde was giving it up for a silver fox, and the third was impaled on the host’s cock. This is where everything just begins to become a pagent of smells, sounds, and feelings. I jumped onto the bed, and there were others that followed. The next 40 minutes was a circus of mystery cocks slipping in and out of willing holes as tops moved around the bed regularly, I fucked a cute otter at the edge of the bed while watching Shane take the silver fox in his ass, and another guy push his cock into Shane’s mouth. I was just thinking of breeding the otter when someone came up behind me and pushed into my ass. I became distracted by the mystery cock inside me, and the incredibly warm feeling of the otter’s hole. I thrusted forward to bury myself deep, feeling the dick in my slide out to his head; and then pushed back onto the cock behind me while giving the otter a moment of relief. I was caught up in the amazing slippery feelings on my cock and in my ass. There was a rotation on the bed, and I lost my otter hole only to find the blonde waiter sniffing poppers with his legs spread wide. I didn’t waste time taking that beautiful hole, watching the expressions on his face as I began to pump in and out of him raw. A suddenly loud grunting / growling sound was off to my left, and I could make out (through the tangle of bodies) a bearded guy from Connecticutt pumping his load into Shane’s ass. My poppered up blonde was cradling his knees in his arms, lifting his ass up for my cock. I pounded him, shifting my stance a few times to reach different angles in his hole. He vacillated between low moans and quick whimpers as he took another cock in him. I made out with a guy next to me who then asked for a turn with the blonde. I gave myself a quick respite for some water, then returned to the bed. The redhead Eric was back at Shane’s ass, holding his legs wide while he pumped away at the hungry hole. Shane was moaning, and after a few minutes I heard him ask for Eric’s load. The redhead pumped with determination; I could hear their bodies slapping against one another, and felt it in the bed itself. Finally Eric unloaded into Shane, still pumping away to push his load deep inside. I felt someone fingering my hole, but he was a bit too tentative to keep my attention. Meanwhile, the otter was available again, and he presented his hole to me. I decided this was where I was going to finish for the night. I made out with the handsome otter, letting my hardon tease against his hole for a moment before pushing back inside. We found a quick rhythm and made out while I fucked his ass. I felt the urge building inside me to shoot. I looked up and saw one of the hosts bending Shane over the edge of the bed and positioning his cock to enter my partner. “Are you gonna breed me?” The otter asked. ”Fuck yeah!” I grunted. He looked at me with cocklust in his eyes, and I knew I was going to tag his ass. I let the urge build, my cock aching to release, “OH YEAH~” and I let my cum flood the adorable otter in front of me. He started grunting, and I saw his own cum shoot across his chest and hit his chin. I licked him cum onto my tongue, and pushed it into his own mouth, letting him taste his own cum while mine filled his ass. Our host grunted again and again as he unloaded into Shane’s ass in front of me. I got off the bed with the otter, the two of us walking hand-in-hand, I lead him toward the shower. I slapped the host’s ass, “Nice work” and he smiled back. “I’ve wanted to breed that ass for over a year!” The otter and I showered, then snuggled in one of the other bedrooms for awhile. When I finally got up to collect my clothing and boyfriend, I found him showering with a bearded guy from Boston I’d met before. He had fucked Shane in the sling and given him another load. Shane told me later that he’d been fucked by two guys in the sling, taking both loads. If you enjoyed hearing about Shane’s and my holiday orgy, click the Blue Heart and Upvote, and leave a message.

Congratulations !!! I am so happy for you !!! PMed u as well

Both! Sometimes I want the long hard fuck, other times I want the load. Holding the loads in long after the fuck is over is soooo hot! Having them leak out. I luv both , depends on my mood, but as a slutty CumDump it’s always up to my top; his decision on what he gives me! That’s satisfying!!

Hey, sleazy Tops dig slutty btms, so "bend over", over and over.

I just took a huge load and my firs two piss enemas in a dark park.

Depends on your age and body type. Cold weather’s coming, hoodies look good on anybody. Our prettier young co-conspirators up in Canada must find their short shorts chilly already.... sweat pants!!. A bandana for your neck, darlin’s.

Okay, this one is sort of counter intuitive for me, but i saw a guy through a glory hole a week ago who was wearing “Daisy Dukes” (very short button fly cut off jeans), and he was so hot in them. “Counter intuitive” because I’d expect a fem or bottom to wear that, but when I presented my ass, he bred it. Love him.

My first time was about 2 yrs ago. This alpha top who I serviced on a regular basis said he wanted to try it. Then one night I got drunk and called him. He picked me up in his car and we went to a dark parking lot. I sucked him until he filled my mouth and then I just kept lightly sucking his now soft cock. He grabbed my head and started pissing in my mouth, at first I thought I would gag but I just felt so useful that I just kept swallowing his delicious piss down. Once he finished, he told me to get out and made me walk home. It was a great walk as I kept remembering and tasting his gift. The next time he did it, he just stopped by my place after work and told me to get his cock in my mouth. I did as told and he let loose with a strong stream, I took what he gave me, wiped his cock on me and then left. I guess he couldn't wait to piss until he got home and decided I was the closest urinal around.

I recently give deepthroat before barebacking; so, I use my saliva to lube. When I am luckier someone is licking my hole so it is a kind of double lubrications. At the second turn my hole is not too tight and if I was lucky it is cumfilled. Then mor lube is needless.

Got treated to some back door service earlier and I'm loving the smell that's coming out of my hole right now. It's all around me and I feel like anyone who smells it is gonna know I got laid back there.

Obama separated more border-crossing families than trump and locked them in the same damn cages Trump is supposedly guilty of. Only a fool believes what they see on TV. Our last 6 presidents have all been war criminals. Obama overthrew the democratically elected leader of Libya and bombed them into the stone age with illegal chemical weapons, Hillary laughed about assassinating a world leader and using Benghazi to force regime changes. Where were the cries of racism then? Obama increased illegal surveillance, made the world less safe for whistleblowers, passed an executive order allowing himself the authority to kill any american citizen across the globe. again, silence from the brain-dead herd... Our country was founded on the wholesale slaughter of Indians and the current world economy was built on, and still maintained through, slavery. The constitution doesn't mean shit...nobody is innocent or "free" I'm black, I don't believe Trump is racist. The democrats who pass gun laws so blacks and minorites can't defend/protect themselves. The counties where cops are set free for killing unarmed blacks, autistic children are by and large democratic. It wasn't Trump, its not Trump throwing firebombs in black people's houses, thats the illegal immigrant gang MS13. its not Trump killing black women and babies, no thats stupid black gang members in Chicago, St. Louis and on and on. Its not Trump spreading diabetes and heart disease through black communities. No thats the food, medical and entertainment industries. They'll pin anything to trump and you fools will swallow it... The military isn't rising up, wtf can basic citizens do? who cares what "the world" thinks. Who speaks for the world? certainly not you. every other nation besides america is a slave colony. At least we can still buy guns here Moving on this, thread is largely troll bait...look at the thread creators previous posts, they're funny but also disturbing as fuck

Haven't been on much this summer, but I'm still around. Hope you're all doing well and having some hot fun!

It’s not him. He’s just a slick talking puppet like all the rest before him except MAYBE Truman who was REALLY not supposed to win. Would a sane President who “owes nobody” try and topple Venezuela’s government to get Rare Earth minerals, in order to build more drones and missiles on borrowed money? tariffs on China proxy murder in Sudan Red Flag Laws neither border security nor a path to citizenship deport chicken plant workers and leave the drug gangs alone hillary and obama are not in jail, just the snitches that expose corruption epstein is awful quiet.. oh son in law is the antichrist

Bitch keeps begging for more hiv infected big black cocks, don't make love to this bitch use it with the homies than toss it out naked.

I put an ad online to sell our used car. This African-American dude about 5 foot 8 stocky build dreadlocks came over to look at it. We test drove it he liked it and we were negotiating on price when I mentioned that my husband was at work. He said he had been in jail and therefore it doesn't discriminate. Then he looked at me and said I know you want this cock. Is anybody inside? I was shocked and speechless. I told him no one was inside so he parked the car and said let's go inside and negotiate. We got inside went into the bedroom and he whipped out a 9-inch long uncut thick cock and said what sort of discount will you give me if I fuck you? I sucked him until he was so hot to breed me. He turned me around, asked for the lube and only lubed up his cock. My hole was dry as fuck. That didnt stop him. In one motion he planted that entire nine inch cock deep inside me. He pulled out and said okay dude clean me up and I'll go get you some cash for the car. I washed his cock clean and he went and brought back money and his girlfriend to drive the car home. Being that my husband had the other set of keys we are making arrangements for him to come back and get them. When my husband is at work that is.

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 hate to admit it but I caved first. I rolled backwards and grabbing my ankles I presented by tight, wet and cum-filled cunt to my boyfriend. He bellowed with joy as he leapt on my and in one swift movement rammed his hard, pierced and dripping cock deep into my guts. I screamed as he literally ripped into me, his hands finding and torturing my tits as my home desperately tried to accommodate his thick hard member. His lips crushed into mine as his tongue pushed past my lips, calling me his “cunt”, his “whore” as he proceeded to fuck me deep and hard. Every so often he would pull all the way out before ramming his cock home again. The assault on my mancunt was relentless - pounding me, opening up my gash and when it wouldn’t open enough, pulling out, pulling my arse into the air and using the fingers of both hands pulling my cunt apart before proceeding to wreck it again. It was too much for my guts which proceeded to spill the stored up cum and precum all over my arse and legs. Scooping it up he smeared by face with it, only stopping to lick the juices up and spit them into my mouth. For what seemed hours he fucked me in every position, tossing me around the bed like a rag doll as he used my hole, pounding me, raping me without mercy. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it. Grappling with his hard body against mine, torturing his tits and pulling his balls hard as they slapped against my arse, clenching my cunt tight around his cock and spitting, gobbing into his mouth between deep long snogs was my entire existence. But eventually, he could hold out no longer and with a yell that seemed to come from his soul, he unleashed a torrent of hot cum into the deepest recess of my guts. I felt it flood into every space as he wrapped his hands around my neck, balls deep and ejaculating his seed into me. He finally released his grip as I almost started to pass out and pulled his cock out of my ruined body. I clenched my arse shut to save the precious juices, willing them to bleed through the walls of my guts and into my bloodstream. He collapsed next to me and gently tweaked my nipple. His hand slipped to my hole and gentle teased it apart, coating his finger with his seed and the seed of others, he fed himself a generous glob before feeding me. I shuddered as we gazed at each other, spent and smiling. In love. In lust. And wanting more. Leaning over the side of the bed, I reached for the black box and the cocktail contained within. Pulling open a small plastic back, I dipped my finger in and leaning back I wiped it along my cock. As my boyfriend watched I applied more powder three more times and then lay back. He didn’t need any prompting but sliding between my legs he took my hard dripping cock in his mouth as his hands found my sweaty balls and crack. No one sucks cock like my boyfriend - alternating focus from my glans and piss slit to my shaft he simultaneously pulls and rugs on my balls with increasing pressure and works his fingers into my cunt. Lacing my cock with coke just made him more voracious. Horny as I was, I wasn’t ready to cum yet. As he took the length of my cock to the back of his throat I relaxed and let a small amount of piss leak into his mouth. He growled as he lapped up every drop. I looked up and smiled at him as a hand moved to squeeze my bladder. Greedy boy was thirsty, so I started to dribble my warm piss into his mouth. It wasn’t enough so he pushed down hard on my bladder at the same time and forcing fingers into my cunt. I moaned as I relented and fills his mouth and throat with my piss. Eagerly he drank it down while working my nuts and hole. I arched my back and put my hands on the back of his head, making him gag and retch as he swallowed and cutting off his air supply. He writhed torn between breathing and sucking down the last of my piss. Breathing won out as he pulled away and my piss splashed across his sweaty face. Wiping it off, he knelt before me as the last of my piss sprayed my furry six pack. He smiled and jumped off the bed pulling me after him. We were ready for round two.

Digging it!

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......

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.

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

The entire bathroom was done in slate, the shower merely a step down in the corner of the room, covered on one side by a clear glass wall and the other two covered with the slate that continued up from the floor. A sturdy showerhead jutted out from the wall. “Get on your knees,” he growled as he shoved me into the slate enclosure still wet from his morning shower hours before. My knees harshly rubbed against the stone floor, and I looked up at him holding his soft cock. It was still incredibly impressive, still gorged with blood, at about 8 fat inches of juicy man meat. “Please don’t…” I started to implore, but before I could finish my plea, a pale yellow stream of urine erupted from his tasty piss split and hosed down my chest. It was wonderfully warm, like the water in a heated pool, and the smell was somewhat indescribable. It was strong but not repulsive while clearly the scent of something debaucherous and nasty. He stopped the flow for a second to command me to open my mouth. I did so without questioning though I really didn’t want to drink his piss. “Hold it in your mouth until I tell you to spit it out, understand?” I nodded in disbelief that I had been lowered to the status of a urinal. His jet of piss restarted, aimed directly at my pie hole. I collected his fragrant amber fluid in my mouth until it was overflowing and dripping down my chin onto my clit-dick, now soft and even more pathetic looking. Once again, he retracted the steady flow. Eyes expectantly wide, I looked up at him, begging him to let me spit out the pee that was making me feel like a cheap, worthless public restroom. “Swallow it.” My eyes got bigger, surely he wasn’t serious. “I mean it, every drop. You should honor and appreciate anything that comes out of my body. I just sired you, bitch. I gave you my kids, passed on my gift, and showed you your true calling. Anything that I produce from my holes should be your favorite meal…so swallow my piss, fuck hole.” I steadied myself and then closed my mouth and drank my first (but not my last) piss cocktail. The aftertaste haunted my mouth and nose, but I looked up to him proud of showing him proper respect for his bodily fluids. And actually, after the fucking I had just sustained, the nasty drink was somewhat refreshing, and I found myself wanting more. I cast eager eyes up to him and was met with an abrupt spray of piss all over my face. I knew he did it just to degrade me and a part of me did want to cry as his urine splattered across my face and all over my body. “Wash your hair with it, piggie.” He managed to keep shocking me. “Don’t just kneel there like a whore, really be a whore. Scoop some piss off your body and the floor and wash your hair with it, you worthless hole!” I cupped my hands and tried to scoop up some piss from the slate, and then I massaged it into my hair. Tears were definitely flowing now. When I went to scoop up some pee from my body, what should catch my eye but my newly erect boy-dick. I couldn’t believe it! As I cried and rubbed another man’s urine into my scalp, my sorry-excuse-for-a-cock was hard as a rock. “You pathetic cum dump, look at that little miniature dick standing straight up. What a pitiful motherfucker, this REALLY is what you are, a fucked out, piss soaked, pozzed up boy cunt.” All I could say was, “Yes, Sir.” “Stand up, pussy boy,” he barked, the bombardment of piss having stopped. As I faltered, I felt his beefy hands grip my waist to speed my ascension back to upright and turned me to face the wall. I felt his sausage thumbs apply immense pressure on the small of my back, forcing me to bend over, catching myself with my hands on the slate wall. He wrapped his hand around the base of his puffy cock, pushing all of the blood still escaping his erection toward the last five inches of his tool. Without a word I felt it at my sore, worked over cunt, and soon is was lodged in me a few inches. I couldn’t believe he was ready to fuck again…but that’s not what he had in mind. A warm sensation rushed into my bowels, completely washing through my insides. My God, he was peeing inside of my asshole. I moaned, reliving the sensation of being ejaculated into, though this was slightly different. It was more consistent and stronger. And more degrading. I truly was a human toilet. My mouth and ass is where you go to relieve yourself. I have no worth beyond this…collecting fluids from bigger men than me. These thoughts were interrupted by an incredibly full, bloated feeling in my abdomen. Of course, all that piss was ballooning my insides and corked with his big rod. Finally, the flow of urine stopped and he leaned forward to give me instructions, “Okay, when I pull my dick out, I want you to clench your hole as tight as you can so you keep all of that piss and cum in you. I want you to squat down, not kneel, but squat and suck my dick until it’s hard again, got that?” I simply nodded, and he said, “Good bitch.” He pulled his meat from my anus and I contracted my hole as hard as I could. The discomfort was intense as it began to make me cramp a bit. I squatted in front of him and took his cock, still dotted with rivulets of pee, in my mouth and began sucking it. “Aw, come on, I already taught you this,” he said annoyed and grabbed the back of my head. Once again, he skull fucked, brutally using my mouth as if it were a pussy he was raping that he had no respect for or concern for leaving it in any kind of usable condition. I gagged causing my asshole to spasm open and propel some of the piss, and presumably toxic cum, out of my ass. “That’s it, faggot. That’s what I want. I want to see your choking clear that cunt out.” So he continued to assault my throat with his ever growing manhood, instigating my gag reflex and causing my newly seeded pussy to convulse and slowly but surely expel all of the piss and cum he had just forced into me. This went on for about 5 minutes until my ass was just making wet fart noises when I would gag. “Okay, it’s empty. Take a shower, faggot, and meet me in the bedroom.” He abruptly walked out of the bathroom, leaving me to shower and regroup my senses. I showered as quickly as I could, not wanting to anger him and anxious about what was coming next. I dried off and walked into the hallway, easily finding the master bedroom. He was on the bed, sunlight pouring through the window, shafts of light tossed across his furry muscular pecs, his tight trunk-like stomach, his dangerously powerful legs, and of course, his ten and a half inches of man at full mast. It was already glistening with lube as he stroked it. “Come over here and get on it, fuck boy.” Knowing that begging him for a reprieve would do no good, I climbed onto the bed without hesitation, straddled him, and pulled my ass up high enough to connect the end of his cock with my hole. I pushed out on my hole to open for him and began to sit down. Fuck! Would this ever get easier? (The answer to that is ‘with him, no’…he would disembowel me whenever he fucked me.) Loud guttural noises and high pitched whining poured from my mouth as I tried to sit down to the base. He brought the bottle of chemical up to my nose again, “Take a hit of poppers, cunt.” I inhaled deeply into both nostrils and felt my battered walls give in. Once I had him completely in me, he said, “Get yourself off. Ride that dick and beat your tiny meat until you cum again. Use my dick. I want you to fully realize that you used another man’s REAL cock to make yourself cum like a woman.” So I did. He just lied there, but I bucked up and down; I got up on my feet and gently used the whole length to caress my prostate; I took him deep, pressed firmly against my colon to make me whimper and jerk my boy-clit faster. It was humiliating, and yet, it felt SO good. The pain was exquisite and soon, ropes of cum were shooting all over his torso, my four-incher going almost immediately soft. “Lick it up,” he ordered and although I wasn’t crazy about the taste of my own cum, I hopped off his cock and lapped it up obediently in mere seconds. As soon as my cum was eaten off his stomach and chest, he got up and positioned himself behind me doggy style. He slammed the entire length into me in one stab, sending me into a bout of screaming and howling. His hands pulling on my waist kept my butt firmly planted against his hips, and he advised, “The poppers are right there. I think you should take a hit.” I hit the poppers hard and as soon as I had the cap back on, my asshole was railed with excruciating brutality. The poppers were turning the wreckage into pleasure, but I couldn’t catch my breath as my guts were repeatedly tossed aside to make room for the massive invasion of his cock. He rammed it in one final time and kept it there. I was trying to catch my breath and wipe the sweat from my face when I felt the dull point of something against my ass. I didn’t realize what he was doing until I heard the familiar squeak of a marker. “Wait—“ I began. “You hold your position and don’t even think about saying or doing anything. Just shut the fuck up and stay on all fours like the breeding bitch you are.” He continued writing whatever it was he was writing on my ass. Mid-way through, he asked, “What’s your best friend’s name?” “Matt Bennet, why?” “Don’t you worry about it.” He had finished writing, and he pulled his cock from my hole about 3 inches, and then I heard the familiar shutter release of an iPhone taking a picture. I looked back over my shoulder. That fucker had gone through my stuff and gotten my phone while I was in the shower. “I know this is making you upset, but don’t think about doing anything about it. Just stay there,” he warned. He tapped away on my phone and I recognized the sound of a sent text message. He threw my phone on the bed in front of me so I could see what he had done. Staring me in the face was a text conversation between me and Matt with the last entry being from me saying, “Great Saturday! I’m finally taking big raw cock up my ass like I've always wanted to!” and a picture of my ass stuffed with my assailant's junk. On my tight white hairless ass - decorated with a few pink hand prints still – was written in black marker CUM DUMP. And a little lower on my right butt cheek was scrawled the word CUM with a little arrow pointing to the place on my crack where my hole would be. I was devastated. My best friend was going to get this picture. He would know that I was a worthless bottom bitch. I started to cry as the beast began to drill me again. He slowed his pace, wrote something else with the marker, snapped a picture, and went back to mercilessly pounding my cunt. He fucked me down on to my stomach, his entire body pressed to mine, crushing me with his weight. His legs and hips moved his cock into me at a different angle making me cry out in a new high-pitched shriek, but he just kept sawing into my hole. Once again, he changed positions, putting me on my side and scissoring my legs so that he was straddling my left leg and my right leg was on his shoulder. I didn’t believe he could get deeper, but this proved me wrong and I scrambled for the poppers, sniffing them for dear life as he plunged through my inner ring again and again, but this time managing to get further past it. The poppers helped but I was still clutching the sheets, biting into the pillow, screaming, and crying. That’s when my iPhone chirped. The top just chuckled as the plowing of my cunt continued and I reached for my phone. I swiped the icon across the screen and read the message from my best friend. “Dude, what the fuck? I always kinda’ knew that dick head Jordan Micelli was right when he would call you a fag! But with a dick that size in you, you’re a REAL faggot! You’re a sick-o. Leave me the fuck alone!” The phone was swiped out of my hand and he read the message. He mocked me, “Oh, what a shame. I guess being an anonymous fuck hole cum bucket isn’t going to get you a lot of friends. Just a lot of cum. And piss.” Violently, he flipped me onto my back, his dick never leaving my shitter. Once on my back, my legs on his shoulders, he methodically pumped into me, his balls banging against my ass like a bell tolling the coming of a great event. He grabbed by phone, clicked a few options, and turned it to face me, showing the second picture he took. The words that he added across the top of my ass were POZ FUCK HOLE. I whimpered and he threw the phone down on the bed and began to slam into me with new vigor, grunting and cursing. I looked down my body, taking so many things in: his toxic tattoo slapping against my ass rhythmically, his stomach muscles clenching as he drove another fucking home, my soft useless dick flopping around as I was used for the hole that I was mean to be, and his hard eyes looking directly into mine. “You want that poz cum?” “No, please, I don’t.” “Yes, you do. Really think about it. If you didn’t want it, you wouldn’t still be here. You want that release, and I want you to ask me for it. Beg me for my load.” “I can’t.” “You’re not getting it until you beg me for it, which means I just keep fucking you until you’ll never be able to hold a shit in again, hear me?” “Please. I just want a normal life.” He snorted, “Not after today. It’s not in the cards. You were never meant for a normal life. You barely have a dick and you crave submission to real men. A normal life isn’t for you. My toxic cum is for you and you want it. So just give in to it and beg me for it.” Something in me snapped. My body’s needs suddenly took over and although my brain was still saying “no,” my body was sick of having to be inhibited by it. My legs fell from his shoulders and wrapped around him tightly, the heels of my feet digging into his muscular ass, pulling him into me and meeting every vicious thrust. “Yes! Give me your pox load! Give it to me. Fill me up with your toxic babies, make me carry you DNA with me forever. Please, I’m begging you for it. I need your poison in me, it’s worth it ‘cause it’s yours. I hand my hole over for you to deposit your dirty spunk into my worthless cunt. Please.” He taunted, “Maybe I’ll pull out and cum on the bed.” I panicked, wrapping my legs tighter and contracting my pussy walls to keep him from escaping. “No, please no…don’t waste it. Put it into me. Let it sit inside of me and do its job. Knock me up with your disease and then toss me aside like the worthless cock sleeve I am. Please, Sir, please, I need this. I need you. I need your poz seed!” That knocked him right over the edge and he groaned, “Here comes my jizz, you stupid cunt.” Once again, I felt the monster lodged in my bowels pulse, spraying my insides to overflowing with HIV ridden semen. I imagined his swimmers scattering to find every nook and crevice in my ass in search of a home to take root and fester. Once every drop was emptied into me, he pulled out with a sloppy plop, and immediately shoved a small butt plug into my stretched hole to keep the cum from spilling out. Checking his watch, he said, “A little after 4:30. Perfect. Time for you to go home.” As I slipped back on my jock and shorts I realized that at no point in time had this man ever kissed me. I really felt like a whore now. And as I picked up my torn shirt knowing that I would be heading home shirtless, I realized that I didn’t even know his name. Worse than that, he didn’t know mine. “I just realized, I don’t know your name.” “So?” he retorted. “Well, I mean, you just loaded my ass, I thought—“ “You need to stop thinking. You’re a set of holes. Got that? Why does a set of holes need to know my name?” I tried again, “Well, my name is—“ “Shut the fuck up. I don’t care what your name is … I don’t want to know it. You’re my possession now, my boy cunt.” “What?” He explained, “You father owns your ass now. Believe me, he owns it, but you’ll always be my boy, my fuck hole. Oh, you’ll be mad at me for a while, but soon you’ll start thinking about me and the moment when I poured my juice into you, changing you forever. Giving you my DNA, my baby, and you’ll feel lucky to have carried it full term. And you’ll want to be my fuck hole again, to feel the lack of identity, the lack of choices, the lack of distinction. Just one more fuck hole for me to knock up, but to you, I’ll always be the one who broke you.” What he was saying sunk in, and I wondered if he was right. Would I feel an instinctive urge to come back and be his fuck hole again and again? Did I really want to be a nameless poz cum dump, but was having trouble letting myself go for it all the way? I guess only time would tell. “Now go home,” he said. “Your father is waiting for you.” More to come…