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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”

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.”

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.

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.

I rented a condo on Maui through Airbnb. Once I had booked, my communications were with the property manager, who also happened to be the owner of the unit. He and I shared a few emails before my husband and I arrived in Maui last week. The property manager's name was Dave, just like mine. Dave instructed me to call him when we were 15 minutes away from arrival at the condo. He said he lived in the same complex, and that he would meet us at the condo with the keys. I did as instructed. When I spoke with Dave on the phone to tell him we were close, he said would see us there in 15 minutes. When we arrived at the condo at about 8pm that evening we found the front door open and the lights on. I rang the doorbell as we walked inside. There was a pair of flip-flops on the entry rug, just inside the door. "Hello!" I yelled out as we walked in. Just then a buff and hunky looking guy in his late 40's came around the corner. He was dressed in basketball shorts, a wife beater tee-shirt and bare feet. He had a few Hawaiian/tribal type tattoos covering his muscular arms. "Hi", Dave said as he walked toward us. "Can I ask you to remove your shoes at the door, please? Hawaiian style." he added while pointing to a hand painted sign hung next to the front door. "Mahalo for removing your shoes", the sign read, over a painting of flip-flops. I immediately kicked off my shoes. My husband walked in with the first of his bags as I instructed him to kick off his shoes as well. "Dave, this is my husband, Rick". Dave looked at us with a puzzled look on his face. Then he had a smirk come to his face. "Two men? I guess I didn't realize it would be two men. This unit just has one king sized bed. I don't know what your relationship is? But there is a full size murphy bed here in the den. And the sofa is a sofa sleeper, if you don't want to share a bed", he said with a smiling smirk. "Unless Rick pisses me off, we'll be fine with the king sized bed", I said, smiling back. Dave showed us around the condo. It was an absolutely beautiful and tastefully decorated condo. I complimented Dave on the beautiful decor. "My wife does the design of all our condos. I'll tell her you like it. I'm a contractor. I do all the tile work. The two showers are my designs. I looked into the master bath and then told him I thought the tile design in the shower was fabulous. Once he had finished showing us around, he handed us the two sets of keys and told us to call if we needed anything. Then the hunk left, locking the door behind him. "Woof! What a fucking stud!" I said to my husband as we both laughed. A few days later, I was on Grindr, trying to see if there was anyone close by to suck off or fuck. I had chatted with a few guys, but no one could host. Finally, around 9pm that evening I got a message from someone that showed being only 375 feet away. His Grindr name was Str8DomTopMaui. "Hi. I see we're close". I messaged him. "Yup. What building number are you in?" he asked. "Building 11. I can't host. Can you?" "I may be able to host. Show me your pics", he said. We shared some pics back and forth. His pics were amazing. He was really well hung. His cock soft looked at least 7 inches or more. There were two full body pics. He was buff, muscular and hung. The tattoos on his arms looked familiar. Could be just a coincidence, since they were Hawaiian tribal designs. Then he sent me a 3rd pick. It was him fucking, doggy style, a beautiful brunette with big tits. Just his face from the nose down showed. But, now there was no mistake that this was Dave. Our landlord for the week. DAMN! His naked and fucking pics were even hotter than I would have imagined. We chatted back and forth for awhile. He said he was straight and married. But that he liked to get sucked, rimmed and to fuck gay guys. He said a couple of times that he only pitches. He doesn't catch. He was in a building just a few buildings away from mine. He couldn't host there. But, he said he owned a rental unit in the building next to mine. He said it was empty tonight and that he could meet me there. He told me that he would head over there now. Give him 10 minutes. He would unlock the place. Then he would go into the master bath and close the door. He wanted this to be totally anonymous. He didn't want to see me. And didn't want me to see him. He instructed me to come into the unit. Close and lock the door behind me. Come into the master bedroom. Undress, turn off the lights and to kneel next to the bed. He said he'd place a sleep mask on the bed. He wanted me to wear the mask over my eyes. Then tell him when I was ready. I told my husband I was going to take a walk around the complex. Then I headed over to building 12. I found the unit. The door was ajar. I walked in, locked the door behind me and found the master bedroom. The door to the master bath was closed and I could see light under the door. I stripped, grabbed the sleep mask that he'd left on the bed. I turned out the lights, walked back to the bed and knelt down, facing the bathroom. "Ok. I'm ready", I yelled out. As I was putting the sleep mask over my eyes, I could see the light under the bathroom door extinguish and hear the door open. I could hear and feel someone walk up to me and a soft cock was pressed to my lips. I opened my mouth and took the large mushroomed cockhead into my mouth. I sucked on his cock and flicked my tongue under the head. I reached up to caress his balls as I sucked, but he barked out, "No hands". I pulled my hands away and continued to suck on his cock as it swelled in my mouth. I used my mouth and tongue to worship his cock as it swelled to nearly 8 inches. I licked up and down his shaft and licked his balls. Then he climbed up on the edge of the bed. "Eat my ass, fag", he barked. I crawled behind him and found his ass. I leaned forward, spreading his ass as my tongue licked his sweaty smelling asshole. He let out a soft moan as I licked deeper into his hole. "Yeah! Good faggot. Eat my hole. Come on, cunt. Eat my hole". Hearing his voice, there was no doubt in my mind. This is my host, Dave. The thought that my tongue was now buried in that hunky guys ass was a huge turn-on. I spread his ass even further and slid my tongue deep up into his str8 hole. I reached up and began to stroke his now rock hard cock as I continued to eat his shit hole. He reached around and pulled the back of my head deeper into his ass. My tongue was as far deep up inside his hole as I could get it. "Ok, queer. Get up here. Put your ass up. You're going to get fucked, now". he growled. I climbed up on the edge of the bed. I got on my knees with my ass up, face down. I could feel him climbing off the bed, as I climbed on. He was now standing behind me. His rock hard cock was now slapping my hole. He spit a few times on my ass and pushed the spit up inside me with his thumb. More spit on my ass, then he spit on his own cock a few times. Soon his mushroom cockhead was pressed at my puckered hole. I was wishing I had some poppers to help me open up, but I was going to have to go it alone. He pushed the large head up into me. I took some deep breaths as he continued to push up into me. He slid up into me, balls deep in one, quick thrust. He wasted no time. He immediately began to fuck. SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!............His cock was ramming into me. It was hurting a bit, but in my mind I was picturing that gorgeous hunk that showed us around his condo, imagining him as he had his giant cock buried in my ass. Soon, it was feeling great. He was a brutal fucker. Showing me no mercy. He was definitely here just for his own pleasure. He was grabbing me hard around the waist as he rammed into me. "Nice cunt, faggot", he snarled as he continued to slam into me. About 15 minutes of his hard pounding, finally had us both in the middle of the bed. He had pressed me down. I was turned to the side as he was grinding and slamming into me. He had one hand on the side of my head, pressing it into the mattress. He was a brutal fucker, but it felt amazing. He then pulled from me and pulled me up by the waist. I was again on my hands and knees. He again slammed deep up into me and resumed ramming into me. "Uhhhhhhhh.........Uhhhhhhhhhhh..........Uhhhhhhhhhhh", he grunted as his cock pounded into me. "Fuckin' faggot! You ready for my spunk? You want my man juice in your pussy? Huh, faggot? You ready to get seeded in that fag cunt of yours?" "AAAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" he growled as he slammed deep into me and held it there as I could feel his cock throb as he filled my gut with his hot juice. My ass milked his cock as he emptied his balls deep into my ass. When he finished cumming, he pulled from me and climbed off the bed. As he walked back to the master bath he said, "OK. get dressed and leave, fag. I'm done with you", he barked. He walked into the bathroom, closed the door and the light again came on under the doorway. As I dressed, I could hear him also dressing. I let myself out and walked across the street. There was a staircase leading to one of the condo's pools. I sat down on the stairs. It was hidden behind some lush, tropical landscaping, but would give me a good view of anyone walking past. A few minutes later, in the dim light, I could see my host, Dave, walking past on his way back to his own condo a few buildings away. At the end of the week, I received a message from Dave asking what time we could be leaving the condo on our final day? I told him at 10am on Wed. At 10am there was a knock on our door. I opened the door to find Dave standing there. "Come in", I said as I opened the door for him. He came inside, kicking off his flip-flops as he entered the unit. My husband was in the bedroom, finishing packing. I handed Dave the two sets of keys as I told him how much we enjoyed staying here in his unit for the week. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "Hope you enjoyed my load, as well". We smiled at each other as my husband came out of the bedroom with his suitcase. They shook hands and Dave went about checking to make sure we were leaving his condo in good condition. My husband has no idea that that hunky landlord of ours had filled my ass a few nights before. You can be sure that the next time we go back to Maui, we'll be renting from Dave again.

I met him in an abandoned house in a part of town known for drugs and vagrants. I don't use, but hey, when a faggot slams they let you do what ever you want to them. I'm a sadistic control freak; A pig who gets off on mind fucking and controlling those who have lost control of themselves. I found the post for this anonymous hole on a dark web site specifically catered to pigs like me. The ad had a fairly innocuous title: Slave For Use. I assumed it was the usual unwilling participants that I enjoyed dropping my unmedicated loads in. On second thought, to say they were unwilling would be stretching the truth. Mostly they were guys who got too deep in debt with their dealers and had to pay their way to freedom. Being the nice guy I am, I help pay their way to being debt free and they pay me back by letting me drop my dirty loads in their ass. My usual fee is $500. Seems like a lot, but I get the privacy I want, the setting I need, and whatever supplies I may need to scratch my particular itch that night. It was a special occasion, my birthday, and a celebration of being 10 years poz with no meds. I recently had a doctor friend run lab tests to see what my VL load was. I couldn't believe it when he told me it was two million. Feeling excited and adventurous, I went to my dark web site, found my usual and dropped an extra $500 for something special. The poster was more than happy to oblige and I was hopeful he was able to deliver, he'd never let me down before. After some discussion it was all set. In one day, my birthday present would be ready. An hour before my session was set to begin, I was given an address and told my present was prepared just how I had asked. I remember driving through the neighborhood, a primarily poor section of town. Run down houses, abandoned building, hookers and drug dealers on every corner. Strung out homeless men looking for their next score roaming the streets by the dozens. I found the address I was looking for, parked the car and headed to the door. It was locked. I looked under the rock I had been instructed would have the key under it and there it was, gleaming in the street light. I put the key in the lock and opened the door. The smell of booze, drugs, and cum filled the air. It was heaven. I breathed it in, knowing my request had been performed in full. The house was dimly lit, but as my eyes adjusted, I could see the dirty walls, the dust covering every surface. I looked down and in the dust I saw hundreds of foot and shoe prints making a path to the room where my prize lay. As I walked to the bedroom, I felt my cock bulging against my pants with excitement, my nostrils breathing in the sweet fumes of drugs and sex. As I entered the room, my eyes were drawn to the mattress in the middle of the room, then to the ass sticking up in the air. Bottles of cheap booze littering the bedroom floor, stubbed out cigarettes and joints flung about, and surrounding the mattress of my new fuck sleeve, used needles that were meant for the cunt I paid for. My cock was straining against my jeans, waiting to get out and plant itself in this little neg pussy. There was a light emanating from a computer screen as it replayed the entire drug fueled gangbang, just as I had asked. As I stood on the threshold, I saw the note on the door to my right. The note read: Your money was well spent you sick fuck. After you answered my ad, pimping out this useless neg cumdump (yes he's neg, we did a rapid test), I slammed this whore's ass and cleaned it out thoroughly. Then we brought him to this house, my dealer's house he rents out for just such occasions. I took $300 and spent it on the party supplies you see littering the floor. There's a bottle poppers and a bottle of whiskey just for you as well as a few rigs filled with T to keep the cumdump compliant. Since it's a special occasion and you're a good customer, there's a gallon of chem piss on the table next to the mattress. I had the guys piss in the empty milk just in case this useless piece of trash got thirsty. With the other $200, I traveled the neighborhood and announced to all the homeless guys that there was free drugs and booze if they fucked this guy. I offered the guys a dollar for each load they dropped in him. It was a fucking block party. 36 hours of non-stop fucking and every dollar was handed out. Money well spent sir. The video your requested it playing and there's a copy for you to take home when you're done. Enjoy! I folded up the note and put it in my back pocket. I walked into the room and up to my birthday present. I could hear him moaning, his ass gaping, unable to close as rivers of cum oozed onto the mattress below him. There was a 3 ft puddle underneath him, mission accomplished. I unbuttoned my pants and dropped to my knees. I sunk into the mattress and as I heard the wet squish of cum, which began to bubble up like a towel being rung out. This was everything I ever wanted. The smell of cum filling my nostrils made my dick begin to leak. I took my finger, wiped some precum off it, reached my arm to his mouth and put my finger in it. He moaned like a bitch in heat. Then I put my mouth to his stretched pussy and told him to push. I thought I was gonna drown! What ever was in the mattress was nothing compared to what was in this fucker's cunt. Once my thirst was sufficiently quenched, I told my new bitch to stop, I needed to enjoy what lube was left in his hole. I looked up and for the first time, really noticed the video playing. I thought he was blindfolded, but there he was, a true slut watching as every ugly, strung out homeless man used him like their own personal fleshlight for drugs, alcohol and a few dollars. The blindfold was laying next to him. I asked him, "were you blindfolded during the whole event?" He said "yeah, but while I was waiting for you I had to see who was using me. I'm such a useless piece of trash." I told him: "Yes you are, and tonight you're my useless piece of trash. I was told your dealer made sure you were neg, but seeing how many loads you took,, I'm sure that won't be true much longer. Do you know why tonight is special?" "No," he answered. "It's my birthday tonight, and I'm celebrating 10 years of being poz with no meds. My viral load is two million and I needed a special neg boy to mark as my own." I heard him gasp and with that I flipped him over on his back and looked into his eyes; they were wide, practically black holes from several hours of constantly being slammed, but I could see fear in them. Delicious. You could tell this is not what he imagined his life would be, but he had no choice. He squeaked out "two million?" "Yeah," I said, "you're going to be my prize. A piece of me will live in your forever. There's no way you will stay neg after this, but don't worry I'm about to erase that fear. By the time I'm done, you'll be wanting more." I grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a huge swig and hit the poppers. Then I reached to the floor next to him and grabbed one of the needles. You could see the hunger in his eye. "You want this?" "Yes!" I took the belt still wrapped around this arm and tightened it. There were track marks running up and down it, fresh. They had really sent this fucker spinning. Surprised he could even talk coherently. I put the needle right to his skin, then pulled back. I stuck the needle in my arm and pulled the plunger up, my blood flooding into the chamber. I looked at him and said "insurance," pulled it out and put it in his arm, and pushed down on the plunger. I watched as all those chems filled his veins. I tossed away the needle and shoved my fist up his ass; no resistance. I spent an hour just fisting his cunt and edging my cock, watching the video the whole time. This boy was going to have diseases and I was pushing them further and further up his ass. By hour's end, I was shoulder deep. His hole was just right. I pushed my cock in, his ass so loose it provided no friction. Now I could spend hours fucking this dumb slut with no chance of cumming quick. It was like warm velvet surrounding my cock. I kept telling him my viral load. Kept telling him he was mine. I asked him if converting was what he wanted. He said no. I held up another slam, a rather big one. You could see the look of sheer hunger in his eyes. I said he couldn't have it until he begged me for my poz load. I had to believe it. I had to know he truly wanted me to taint his mind and body for ever. Finally he couldn't take it anymore and screamed "I WANT YOUR FUCKING POZ LOAD! GIVE ME MY HIT AND SHOOT THAT DEMON SEED IN ME!!!" I took that rig, gently put it in his arm, and pushed down on the plunger. I couldn't hold on myself any longer and I blew my load, him begging the whole time. Just to make sure I'd stay in him forever and my special seed didn't fun out, I grabbed his legs, lifted up and shoved my arm deep in his hole. He screamed in pain, but I didn't care. He was here for my pleasure. I dropped his legs and he told me he was thirsty. I took that gallon of chem piss, held his mouth open and poured it down his throat. He choked and passed out, it was too much. Fucking shame, but I got what I wanted. I dressed, took my video of his gangbang. I'd probably need to go to the doctor in a few days, but it was worth it. I wanted to keep up on my new convert, so I took out my phone and emailed the guy who set up my perfect birthday. I told him I wanted to pay off this fucker's debts and make him mine. I left, but as I did, I took him one last look and saw his gaping hole ooze. I felt satisfied this chem slut got what he deserved. By the time I got home, I had received and email with the specified amount to take him off his dealer's hands. I was reasonable so I paid off his drug debt. I made the stipulation though, that he was to be delivered upon a positive rapid test result. Told his dealer to have a little more fun with him in the mean time. Poor bastard had no clue. A month later, I heard a ring on my doorbell. I opened the door to find my little birthday cumdump, his eyes looking down at the ground. His clothes were dirty and he was visibly shaking. I grabbed him, pulled him in the door and slammed him against the wall and kissed him. From out of his pocket, he pulled a rapid test with a positive result. I smiled. I could see he was going through withdrawals. I asked him if he remembered me? He said he did, how could he forget the night we was converted. I got close to his ear and told him I paid for him a month ago, he was free, but I still let his dealer have his way with him. His eyes widened. "Yeah you fucker, I paid for you, but only wanted you when I had confirmation you were poz. I called my doctor friend and he's going to come over and test us to make sure I'm your father. In the mean time, let's take care of those shakes and relive that night." With that I pulled out a rig, stuck it in his arm, threw him to the ground, ripped off his pants and stuck my dick in dry. He screamed and I said "tell me fucker, who is your poz daddy you chem slut?" He remembered what to do and he said "You are daddy! It fucking hurts!" "You're God damn right you little bastard," as I blew my dirty load up his ass, "you're God damn right..."

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.

On me way back home I stopped in the Club not knowing if anything would happen being it was a Thursday night. When I got there the parking lot had had about about ten cars in it but I was horny as fuck so I paid the money anyway. Got undressed and was a little stiff from driving all day so got in the hot tub to relax. After that and resting at the pool a while I walked to the dark room and found a few guys that only wanted their cocks sucked so I took what I could and two of them pumped loads down my throat. Not much going on after that it was about 9:30 I went back to my room and lubed and played with my ass for while then went back out and and got on a fuck bench and waited . After a few minutes someone started rubbing their cock on my ass and sliding it in part way and then shoving it in hard, it hurt like hell at first because I was tight and had not been fucked in months. After catching my breath I reached back and handed him my lube and asked him to go a little easier at first and he did. He had me move to the other bench where he must have fucked me hard for a long time. A group had gathered around and I was sucking cock after cock while this guy was fucking me then he slowed down as I felt cum running down my leg as my ass was dripping wet. I was busy sucking as he walked away and I still finished getting two more loads in my mouth. I was asked to go lay down on the open bed so this younger guy could lick my ass and play around for a while. after a while the guy that fucked me come back and wanted to go another round, we went back to the bench then a few minutes later went to his room. He did not have a huge cock but he sure knew how to use it, he fucked me good and long until my ass was raw and I let him know I was getting sore. He got me back on my knees and fucked for another minute and asked where I wanted it, I said in my ass. he then started to cum but pulled out and covered my back and ass with his seed then shoved it back in fucked a few more strokes. I could not believe how much cum this guy had in those balls, I can't ever remember getting so much cum from one guy in one evening. That pretty much ended my night for getting fucked but I did stick around and suck a few more cocks before heading home. I am writing this three days later and my ass is still a little sore , in a good way.

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

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

Thanks @Riverfk bending over and on my knees is my typical position for Alpha men! And proud to do it!!!

My cock is cut and I luv playing with uncut cock! But really cut or uncut doesn’t make a real difference, I love all cock. The real amazing thing as a CumDump that I notice is all the varied differences in men’s cocks. Truly amazed:, length, girth, cut/uncut, color, shape of head, straight/curved (up/down/to-the-side), smell/taste of cum, fat/skinny, lots of cum to minimal cum, dripping out or shoot in me hard, the uniqueness just keeps going on and they are all wonderful!!!

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.

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.

If somebody gave me like a turkey baster with ten hot loads in it, I could just squeeze those up into my ass and that’d be kind of neat I guess but it wouldn’t be satisfying. At all. The fuck is an essential part of it. You gotta work to get those loads. Even if it’s not a long fuck, it’s still better to have the load properly fucked into me. That being said, it’s a huge letdown to get fucked and not get a load at the end of it. Like at the bathhouse, some tops will fuck for awhile but won’t cum because they’re trying to make the most of their visit. So they say they’ll be back. But they don’t always come back and some other guy gets his load instead. Very frustrating. Short answer. It’s not the fuck or the load. It’s both. Can’t have one without the other.

@NewBottom90 is right... There is a lot of nonsense going on right now. I think that social media has had the effect of polarising opinions - people surround themselves with people with the same beliefs - which only ever affirms them - then there is no grey area in the middle or sensible debate - you're either for something or against it. "With us or against us". I used to take more of an interest in what's happening - but the past couple of years it feels more and more futile as you can't have a sensible debate about anything. We need something to change and for the time being at least I've unplugged and disengaged from politics and current affairs, especially online and am focusing on enjoying the bits of life I can enjoy. That said, the one thing that worries me for the future is how the venues we enjoy are closing at an alarming rate and are not being replaced. Another five years and I reckon the only place that will have darkrooms and clubs where play occurs will be Berlin - and even that is under pressure (look at Quaelgeist for instance). I'm making the best of these places while they are still around and encourage others to do so.

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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

I was at a porn theatre here in Vegas. The theatre was very dark. You couldn't see faces unless extremely close. I start sucking on a tall, muscular South Pacific Islander type of guy. I suck him for about 6 minutes before he cums in my mouth. While I'm sucking him, 3 other guys come to stand around to watch me suck. After the Pacific Islander guy cums I scoot around on my knees to see that two of those "watchers" are now playing with each other. The third guy is standing there stroking his long and very thick cock. I don't even look up to see his face. All I can concentrate on is his beautiful, rock hard, big cock. I scoot on my knees to his cock and begin to suck him off. He's got a lot of foreskin and I'm loving making love to his cock. He cums fairly quickly. I milk him of every last drop. Then once I come off his cock, I kind of struggle to stand up. He sees that I could use a bit of help getting up. He extends his hand and he pulls me up. I'm now face to face with him. When I see his face, he's a coworker of mine that I've known for 20 years. I've always lusted over this hunk of a guy. But I don't like to complicate working relationships with casual sex. He gave me a shit eating grin and whispered to me, "I've always known you like dick. But, you're really a pig for cock. Aren't you?" I just put my finger up to my lips and whispered back, "Shhhhh......... Our secret. OK?" He chuckled and I got the hell out of there. He's since retired. But, we've never talked about it. It was both HOT and embarrassing.

The awesome fuck, of course. Oink!

Only one answer to this .... YES! lol

can't wait for more great story

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

Great topic. i've prolly had a few thousand cocks and i'd estimate about 97% have been anonymous, maybe 3% developed into fuck buddies? i too had a lot of success with CL, a lot more than any other hook up site. Sure, plenty of flakes there, but i got a ton of cum there. my CL hook ups were almost all exclusively anonymous breed and go though, my lying naked and ass up on my bed, door open, they come in and breed me and go. Being face down, i'd say i have never seen at least 3/4 of the guys who have bred me. my anonymous cock sucking experience is mostly in restrooms and Adult Stores through glory holes. More recently, i'm a little less enamored with glory holes, the primary reason being the wall is restrictive when trying to get all of a guys cock down my throat, plus, i love to cup and massage a guys balls while sucking Him, and that's not always doable through a gh. Most booths at Adult stores are pretty dark, so if it starts through a GH, ideally He'll want to come into my booth so i can get ever last millimeter of His cock.

With chems not all always more means better and since the effects of G starts a little later is very easy to overdose with it. In EU GHB is also available as its precursor GBL (precursors is something your body transforms in something else, in this case GHB but normally those transformations happens in the stomach not in the intestines) which is a very potent solvent used to clean marbles, granite and other hard surfaces so dilute it properly and pay attention to how and where you use it... you can’t fuck a melting rectum... Take a look HERE. BTW the main task of the final part of your intestine is to drain water (absorbing whatever is diluted in) from your stools or from whatever you push from below but it have nothing to do with food transformation. Be wise and have Fun & FFun.

I feel glad to say I am mostly pleasantly surprised by most of the answers you have received here. While asking if feeling ok about your experience makes you somewhat damaged or fucked up is a very valid question for you to have, you didn’t hesitate in your description of the events and how they affected you and if. Just because you were targeted and seduced, which I say you clearly were, you were not forced nor abused from a very plain human point of view. (non legal nor overly phsycological sense). By that I mean that while you were young and inexperienced which technically put you at a disadvantage in relation to him, you still were not kept in the dark about what he offered if you ever wanted to go there with him. Yes he played the perverter of an innocent but not truly. You were mature enough to know what you were doing and what you wanted to do. Not everyone can deal with an approach like that at that age without some kind of traumatic feeling. That is the main reason for age of consent laws. We have to draw the line somewhere and hope everyone will be ok. Life is not that simple. If you can’t find it in you and how you feel about him and what you two did was wrong then don’t worry. You were horny and able to take “advantage “ of what was being offered at a time most don’t. As long as you can truly look deep down your memories and feelings and have no issue you might not be dealing with, don’t give it another minute of your time. It’s part of your life experience and made you who you are. And like the majority here have said in one way or another, you wanted it and you got it so more power to you.

My wife never saw the video of me being used. Silver showed it to me the next time we met at the baths, I watched it while he and some friends reamed out my holes. I came repeatedly as I watched it, and stored it away carefully on a usb stick. My new girlfriend has asked to watch it, which makes me nervous. The next friday, after the party, my wife and I went and got tested. Shockingly, we were clean. Tested again at 3 weeks, and still clean at three months. My wife planned another, after about 6 months, but this time she took PrEP for two weeks before and after. Mr Black and Mr Silver came, and huge dick, and the hippy girl, and a half dozen new faces. The Trans girl was invited, but didn't show up. We later learned she was killed in a car accident the day before the party. Black, who had been topping her for years, since before she was legal age, went to the funeral. When he told me about it, he cried. The only time I have ever seen him even sad. A little after that second one, my wife learned I was sneaking off to the bathhouse. We had an open relationship, but it depended on always getting permission. I was afraid to tell her I was fucking men, and in the end she divorced me. I get sporadic booty calls, though never to anything group or public. She misses me, but doesn't want her friends to know she calls me up sometimes. Aside from those calls, we do not talk or meet. Mr Black and Mr Silver still get invited to her motel parties, they offered to abstain, but I told them not to be silly. They are better men than one might expect. Mr Black is in charge of the parties now, not that he and my ex are dating or anything, she remains single, he remains mainly gay. But he's intimidating, has access to pure drugs from the hospital (he's a nurse), and keeps his shit together well even when high. She's in good hands. Mr Black says that, just like me, she won't touch tina other than at these parties. She remains a successful and beautiful woman, with a prestige job, whom nobody would guess capable of this kind of animalistic and destructive sex. She controls her appetites far better than I did back then, which is what got me dumped. Several times, Black came to me still wet from her holes, so I could clean him. Something I found deliciously degrading. He offered to bring me to one of the blindfold parties, where she would have no idea, but he doesn't understand that I enjoyed it because she was MINE. Now that she is no longer my slut, she would just be a cock socket, and a sloppy one... There's nothing especially fun about that. Cock sockets are a dime a dozen. I turned down her last booty call. I've started dating a girl I knew from a long time ago, and I think I've seen the last of my ex wife, and maybe also of anonymous sex with men. My new girlfriend is very bi, and knows I am bi. She's already offered to find me guys, and to help them fuck me. She is poz, undetectable. Silver and Black would love to join us, I'm sure, and for chemsex perverts both those guys are remarkably decent, and respectful men. I have come to realize I am actually pretty straight. Sex with men, for me is about nothing but degradation or domination. There is no romance, no attractiveness. It's only women who intrigue me, who I can fall in love with. Black and Silver are decent guys when not fucking, we can have a beer, they have helped me move, but I could never see myself loving them. Writing the story you have just read was strange. I am sure almost all of you will consider it fiction, and wild fiction at that, but it all happened. Some of it was surely a blur, honestly I am not certain how many men showed up, I think more than I remember. Some used condoms, we found quite a few in the trash in the morning, but dozens of loads were shot into my wife, and at least five into me, for I've seen the video. The second blindfold party was just as intense, but all about her. Maybe I will write it up as well, all of the same things were done to her, but more as well. Some of the same people attended, including the hippy girl, and Black, and Silver, and the man with the unbelievable cock. I would still not believe that cock was real if I hadn't watched the video after sobering up. When she learned he was coming to the second party, was when my wife stopped wavering about having Black slam her again. I think she knew she would take him no matter what, but that only tina would let her enjoy it. She was less wasted the second time, less vulnerable, more aggressive. After that one, though, she tested positive for syphilis. Didn't stop her. We were planning a third one when our marriage fell apart. Mr Black says she went on Prep full time last year. He also says before her, he didn't find women all that interesting. Now he's identifying as bi... It may or may not be obvious, but I wrote the last parts of this while rolling on some very pure MDMA, and being cuddled by my new girlfriend. There were some tears, and a lot of giggles, but mostly this story closes off something. I have a new life now, informed by the experiences of the old one, but very much a new beginning. I hope you enjoy it, whether you believe it or not. Names and some details have been changed to make doxxing impossible, but everything happened pretty much as described, as far as your very wasted and filthy narrator can recall.

This is a true story that happened about 6 years ago. My flight was 3 hours late. By the time I finally reached the hotel where I'd be spending the night, it was already past midnight. I was tired and stressed from the long day of travel. I got to my room, took a quick shower, hoping it would relax me a bit. Then I decided to head down to the hotel bar for a couple of drinks before bed. When I walked into the bar it looked nearly deserted. There were a couple of guys sitting at the bar. And one male/female couple at a table. I stepped up to the bar and took a seat between the 2 men already sitting at the bar. Leaving a seat open on either side of me between the 2 men. Just as I sat down the man on my left took one long swig of his drink. Finishing it. He pushed it away and told the bartender "good night'. The bartender walked up to me and asked what I wanted to drink? I told him scotch. He said, "You may want to make it a double. It's slow tonight. I'm getting ready to close". I said a double would be fine. The man sitting to my right said, "Hey, bud. Why don't you give me a double too, since you're closing." The bartender filled 2 glasses with ice and poured a generous amount of scotch in both glasses and placing them in front of us. "I just got here myself. Jim here", said he guy on my right as he turned and extended his hand to me. "Dave here. My flight was late. Wasn't sure we'd ever get here today", I said. Jim chuckled and said, "I'm a pilot. So, I understand your frustrations. Trust me. We don't like the delays any more than you do. Glad you made it." Jim and I chatted a bit as we sipped our drinks. The m/f couple finished their drinks and left. Leaving only Jim and I in the bar. We were nearly done with our drinks when the bartender said, "Gonna' have to ask you guys to finish up. I'm ready to close'. I asked the bartender if I could take the rest of my drink to the room? He said, sure. Jim leaned over and said, "If you want another drink, I've got some scotch in my room. You're welcome to come up and join me for one more drink if you wish." "Cool. Thanks!", I said. We paid for our drinks and I left the bar with Jim. As we took the elevator to Jim's floor I was filled with excitement as to what might happen. I'd gotten absolutely NO inclination that Jim might be gay or bi from our conversation. But it seemed odd for a str8 stranger to invite another stranger to his room to drink. Jim was an attractive guy in his late 40's. Obviously in very good shape. Tall and slender, but with a very athletic build. I was wondering if this was just going to be a friendly drink? Or may it lead to where I'd love to see it lead? We got to Jim's room. He unlocked the door, stepped inside and held the door for me as I stepped in. "Make yourself comfortable", Jim said, as he kicked off his shoes and walked to the already filled ice bucket and bottle of scotch that he had sitting on the top of his dresser. He filled his glass with scotch and told me to hand him my glass. He filled mine with ice, then filled both our glasses with again, a very generous amount of scotch. We "clinked" glasses and he motioned for me to take a seat on the only chair in the room. He sat across from me on the edge of the bed. There was kind of an awkward silence as we both kind struggled to find a topic to keep the conversation going. We made small talk for a few moment, then I had an urgent need to pee. "Mind if I use your bathroom." I asked? "Sure", he said. I put my drink down and went into the bathroom. I took care of business and washed my hands. By the time I got back to the room, I found Jim laying on the bed with his legs up. His back propped up against the headboard. He had the remote in hand and was flipping through the TV channels. What was odd, however, was that Jim had stripped down to just his briefs and tee shirt. "Hope you don't mind? But, I truly hate clothes when I'm relaxing. Hope it's not uncomfortable for you, bud? But, were guys". he said with a wink and a soft chuckle. "Not at all", I said. As I was walking back to my chair, Jim said. "Feel free to make yourself comfortable, too. If you wish". I sat down and took a large swig of scotch. Was this leading to where I would like it to lead? I unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my chest and kicked off my shoes. Jim continued to flip through channels. Finally, he was flipping through the "pay per view" channels. He got to the adult channels and found one that he paused on. He chose to preview it. The preview lasted about 2 minutes. Showing a busty blonde sucking off 2 muscled studs with big dicks. "Damn! She looks like a talented cocksucker. Doesn't she?" he chuckled. "Yeah", I said. "Takes a lot of experience to be able to swallow such a large dick", I said. "What do you consider big", Jim asked? With that, he reached into his shorts and pulled out a very nice looking 7" cut dick. He was partially hard. "It grows even larger", he laughed. My eyes were glued to his cock. "Yeah, I'd call that a big one", I said. "It would take some talent to swallow that one whole", I added. "Have you got any talent with that", Jim asked? I took another swig of scotch, then stood and walked over to the bed. I reached for Jim's cock and wrapped my hand around it. "Yeah, I've had some experience. Been told I'm rather talented", I said as I leaned over and wrapped my lips around his now hard cock. I sucked a few times then climbed up onto the bed, between his legs and took his cock back into my mouth. As I was sucking Jim's cock, he was removing his tee shirt. I rose up off his cock to remove my shirt, pants and underwear. Then I took hold of Jim's briefs, pulling them over his hard-on and pulling them off his legs. We were both now naked. Jim layed down flat on the mattress. I resumed sucking his cock. His cock was fully hard, now. It had grown another inch longer and has swelled to an impressive thickness. I sucked on his cock. I then moved down to his balls. He was moaning as I worshipped his balls. Then I lifted his legs and flicked my tongue across his puckered asshole. Now, I had him groaning. I continued to lick, suck and worship his cock, balls and asshole for about 5 minutes, then I worked my way up to his nipples. Giving him some serious nipple worship. Then I straddled him. Placing his rock hard cock against my ass crack. I pinched and tweaked his nipples as squirmed on his cock with my ass cheeks. He seemed to like the feel of my ass against his cock. I spit on my fingers and reached back, lubing up my ass with my own spit. I repeated that a couple of times, till my ass was nice and slick. Then I continued to spit on my fingers and lubed up his cock. Then I positioned Jim's cock to my asshole and slid down onto it. It took some doing, but his cockhead finally slipped past my sphincter and up into me. I rode his cock like this for 5 or 6 minutes. Then he pushed me off him. "Get on your knees", he demanded. I kneeled with my ass up, as Jim moved behind me. He then pushed back up inside me in one quick thrust. Grabbing me around the waist, he then began to really pound my ass, hard and deep. He gave my ass about 5 more minutes of hard slamming, before he rammed deep into me and growled as he filled my ass with his hot load. Finally, he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard as he tried to catch his breath. Finally, he pulled out of me and rolled onto his back. His chest, still heaving for breath. Then he hopped up, stepping into the bathroom. From inside the bathroom, he said, "Do you want to wash up"? "No. I'm good, thanks". I climbed up off the bed. I wanted to keep his load inside me for awhile. I quickly dressed and headed for the door. Just then, he stepped out of the bathroom. "Thanks", he said as he extended his hand for a handshake. "My pleasure", I said as I shook his hand. I was chuckling to myself as I shook his hand. It seemed funny to have just had such an intimate moment. His cock had been buried in my ass. And I was leaving his room with his cum inside me. But, being the typical "str8 guy", I didn't even get a hug. Just a manly handshake. LOL I left his room and headed for mine. As I drifted off to sleep, my mind replayed our hot fuck session. The next morning, I wrote a note. Telling him that I traveled here often for my job. And I listed some of the other cities I visit on a regular basis. I gave him my cell number and email address. I told him to let me know if he was flying to be in any of those cities. I'd love to hook up again. A few hours later, I got an email from him. He again thanked me for the fuck. He stated that he's str8. But he liked our fuck. He said he'd only been sucked off by some of the male flight attendants before that. But he'd be open to meeting again if our paths crossed. Luckily, in the passing years, our paths have crossed a few times. And I've always enjoyed having him fuck me. Hope it will happen again, real soon.

My Summer Job (Part I) It was shortly after high school graduation when I was cruising on line, I think I was on Manhunt, when they contacted me. They were a little older than my 18 years. I was told the older one was John and the younger one was Steve. John was 25, 5’ 10” with a muscular build at 160 pounds, with a shaved body, short cropped, brown hair with brown eyes. Steven was 22, 5’ 8” with a lean runner’s build at 135 pounds, with a naturally smoothed body, short blond hair and blue eyes. I told them my name was Hunter. They liked my looks with me being 6’ even, 170 pounds, a slightly hairy chest, blond hair and green eyes. They asked me; “What are you doing for work this summer.” I let them know; “I have not been able to find a job yet.” “Have you ever considered modeling?” “Not really. Why do you ask?” “We are looking for a few guys to model clothes for us. You can make $500 to $5000 a day working for us. We are doing the shoot here in Fort Lauderdale and will fly you down if you are interested.” This sounded too good to be true. But it was worth checking out. I thought about for a few minutes and since my parents were in Europe for a month I agreed to the offer, “Sure, why not. I’m not making any money sitting on my ass here.” “Right on bro! We will have the ticket sent to your e-mail. We’ll need you here in a couple of days.” I packed a bag and printed my ticket up and had a buddy drop me off at the airport. The flight seemed to pass quickly since I had my I-pod on and slept most of the way. I got off the plane and made my way to the baggage area where I was to meet John and Steve. They were there as promised and we shook hands. They led me out to their car and we were off to their place. They owned a condo on the beach and had rooms for the models to stay with them. This way they could shoot any time they needed too. I asked them; “How many other models are staying there right now?” “Just Silas, we start the shoot in the morning so get some rest.” We drove back you their place and I was shown where to throw my stuff. We sat down and had a beer. That’s when I met Silas. He was 6’2” tall with a lean, swimmer’s build, 6-pack abs, he as shirtless since he just came in from the pool, dirty blond hair and the nicest green eyes I had ever seen. We chilled and drank our beers and headed to bed. The next morning I was woken up and asked to get cleaned up and showered. I was instructed to shave all my body hair including my crotch since I’d be modeling bathing suits and underwear. I got in the shower and found a razor and shaving cream waiting for me. I shaved and showered and threw on my board shorts. I was given the clothes I’d be modeling and (since Silas was changing right there) I dropped my board shorts, put on my swim wear and we started the shoot. It was really cool and I was having a lot of fun. I changed clothes 6 times and before I knew it the shoot was done. John said; “You did a good job for us Hunter. That was an easy way to make $500.” “You bet. This is easy money bro!” “Go relax the rest of the day. Make sure you don’t get too much sun. We don’t want you looking like a lobster tomorrow.” I threw on my board shorts and joined Silas out by the pool, but when I got out there I noticed Silas was in the pool lying on a floating lounge chair naked. I figured, ‘what the fuck’ and dropped my board shorts and jumped in and joined him. I swam up to him and leaned on the floating lounge. “Hey stud, how’s it hanging?” “It want be hanging for long if you stay around sexy.” As Silas spoke to me his cock began to thicken. He was definitely a shower and a grower as his cock looked to become a good thick 10”. I licked my lips as I stared at his cock. He put his hand behind my head and pushed me over to his thick meat. I licked the side up to the head where I found a good amount of precum leaking from the tip. I soon found myself sucking on the tip of his cock as he moaned in approval. “He looked down at me and said, “Let’s move this inside.” I didn’t really care which room we went to, so I followed him into the pool house which turned out to be a play room with a sling and toys. We began to kiss as he wrapped his arms around me. He then pushed me to the floor where I resumed sucking his cock. He was still hard as steel and I was barely able to get half of his cock in my mouth. Silas put his hands on my head and soon I found his cock at the entrance to my throat. I never had any idea I could swallow his big cock but he helped me work it in and soon I was deep throating him like a pro. He pulled me to my feet and then lifted me up allowing me to warp my lean legs around his waist. He then put me in the sling. I wasn’t sure where to put my legs until he grabbed a couple ankle restraints and fixed my feet at a comfortable position. Silas then said, “We might as well use these on your wrists too.” As he lifted up a couple more and with little resistance on my part, he had my wrists restrained as well. He began to lick and finger my hole, getting me all opened up and ready for his cock. As he fingered me I began feel a burning in my ass. “That burns a little, what are you doing to me?” I ask Silas. “Just giving you a booty bump bro, relax you’ll love it.” I began to panic a little since I didn’t know what a booty bump was. I felt my cock get rock hard to the point it hurt as he began to finger in deep past my prostate. I leaned my head back and watch Silas work my hole in the mirror on the ceiling. I watched as he would pull his fingers out, dip them in a little baggie and then back into my ass where I would feel a slight burn again. As I watched Silas I began to feel my hole twitch the more he fingered me. Then he came up to me and asked, “How are you feeling bro?” I could tell my heart was beating faster and it felt as if the temperature had jumped in the room. I looked up at him and let him know that, “I’m feeling good Silas.” “I’m glad to hear you’re liking the booty bump I gave you. I’m guessing that was your first ever booty bump?” “Yes it was, what did you put up my ass?” “Just a little meth bro. It’s kind of like poppers but a lot stronger.” By this point my hole was screaming for attention. I needed something inside me. As Silas stood next to me and played with my dick I was ready to explode if I didn’t get fucked soon. “Are you gona fuck me or what?” “Is that what you want?” “FUCK YES! FUCK ME BRO, PLEASE!” Silas moved back between my legs, spit on my hole and shoved the entire length of his cock inside me balls deep. Normally I would have screamed but it felt so damn good I only moaned and thanked him. At the time it didn’t occur to me that he was fucking me without a condom and with the way I was feeling I don’t think I cared one way or the other. He just kept slowly, long dicking me, keeping his eyes locked on mine. I think he was liking what he saw in me. I am not sure how long we were fucking when he began to pick up a little speed. His breathing began to change and I knew what was about to happen. I was finally coming to my senses and asked him “Bro, please pull out and cum on my abs.” “You should’ve asked that a while ago. This will be my third load I’m shooting.” He then grunted and groaned as I felt his cock expand and spasm deep inside me. I swore I could feel something warm splash my insides. He looked into my eyes, leaned in and kissed me deep and passionately to the point I forgot about his cumming inside me. He then whispered to me, “John and Steve were right with selecting you for this part.” “What part?” John answered as he came through the pool house door, “The part the kid who gets knocked up for money. Remember I told you that you could make up to $5000 a day, this is worth $5000 easily.”

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Going class to class the next day was torture. My best friend laughing behind my back and showing people the pic on his phone. Jordan slapping me in the face whenever he passed me in the hall. And Deanna sending one of her friends over to break up with me. And then in the middle of 7th period, I check my new email account and there’s a message in my inbox. It was, of course, from my father under a new email address: PimpDaddy4Poz0915@gmail.com. It read: Be in your room on all fours, ass to the door, in a jock for this event: And then it had a web link pasted in the body of the email. I clicked on the link and my phone took me to the internet. It was some barebacking website and the link was a party announcement that read: New cum dump whore already pozzed but hasn’t had the fuck flu yet or tested positive. Cum and make sure his conversion takes. Wednesday night from 8pm until the last load is delivered. $3/fuck. And then it gave our address and had the pictures that he had taken of me posted. I could just imagine all of the diseased men looking at the pic of my inked ass – POZ FUCK HOLE. I bet they were going wild. I started to choke up but quickly clicked my phone off and tried to focus on American History. I didn’t really see my dad at all the next two days and I was anxious as hell. What the fuck was he doing to me? Three dollars? That’s what my hole was worth, my health, my dignity? I was a nervous wreck all day Wednesday, but about half way through the day, I also noticed that I was getting harder and harder. My puny penis wouldn’t go down. I was mortified. My body was actually looking forward to being a toxic cum dump tonight. Tears flooded my eyes as I realized, once again, just what an emasculated pussy boy I was. I didn’t eat anything that day, only liquids. If I was going to take a lot of cock, I was sure they would be sticking it in my mouth and I didn’t want to be messy at all. After baseball, I went home and started to clean out with that douche. I did it a lot to be sure. I slipped into another one of my jockstraps and crawled on to my bed at about 7:55pm. Positioned on all fours with my ass hole displayed to the door, I waited. The door opened and I looked at my bedside table iPod docking station. It read 8:02pm. My degradation began. “Stay where you are,” it was my dad. “Don’t look behind you.” And then I heard it. A buzz, a murmur, and I realized that were several men waiting outside of my bedroom door. I had no idea how many, it could be dozens, I couldn’t see, and my father had instructed me not to turn and look. “Lube your ass,” my father commanded, pouring some lube into my hand. I reached under myself and fingered some of the lube into my hole. There was some moaning and gasps from the men waiting in line as they watched me finger myself. I imagined this was making them hard and hornier. My father threw the container of lube on the bed along with a bottle of poppers and turned to the door. “Okay, gentlemen, the cunt is open for business. Please have your three dollars ready.” I heard the first man approach the bed and hand my Dad some bills. “Nice,” the stranger hissed as I heard his belt open and his zipper descend. He rubbed a rather thick cock against my hole and then sunk it into my almost healed pucker. I bucked a bit and cried out, “Fuck!” I took a few hits of poppers to help me in my unwieldy task of taking all the cocks waiting outside my bedroom. “Goddamn, that’s a sweet hole. I’m gonna’ take care of you real good. Make sure you got the bug,” he cajoled as his tool went to work stretching my pussy. I stayed in position and let him ream my butt, his droopy balls banging against mine. My father was at the door talking with my future clients so I looked back over my shoulder. There was a flabby guy in his 60s, white stringy hair all over his saggy chest, and wrinkled droopy skin hanging from his belly. He wore glasses and had a large nose with a copious amount of hair protruding from the nostrils, his face decorated with aging spots. He looked right in my eyes, “Sweet boy pussy gonna’ take this old man’s load, huh?” What the fuck??? I was hard! My tiny cock slapped against my stomach, and looking right in his ancient eyes, I curled my lip and said, “Fuck right. Fill me up, grandpa.” What was I saying? The old man’s hands gripped my waist tighter and he began brutalizing my guts with his big cock until he was grunting and giving me my first load of the night. “Take my dirty seed, cumhole!” he roared as he buried his jizz in my man-womb. The disgusting old man pulled his cock out of my ass and came around to my front. His dick was pale with random white hairs up and down his shaft. It looked gnarly and aged. He shoved it in my mouth and said, “Clean your fucking ass off my dick, boy.” And I did. I slurped and relished every drip of extra cum and ass juice that was on his big 60-something year old cock. As I was cleaning him up, another cock slid into my chute. I squealed on the old man’s dick as my asshole accommodated a very differently shaped appendage. It was long, not as thick but really long. And he just kept long-stroking making me feel the entire length with every thrust. There was that feeling again. I couldn’t speak because my mouth was full of cock, but the unseen stranger behind me just kept hitting me deep and suddenly my ass was convulsing and spasming. I whined and whimpered on the old man’s dick as my body was wracked with an orgasm. At the height of my internal, the dick in my ass started to pulse and quench my cunt’s thirst with another load. “That’s right, fuck hole, take another charged load up that pussy. Get you pregnant, break you in for all the others,” he growled as he emptied his balls. As his cum hit my insides, my ass started spasming again and I had another orgasm, bucking and rutting with a cock in both holes. As my orgasm subsided, a round of applause went up from the waiting men. I let the soft old cock fall out of my mouth and looked behind me as the other guy pulled his soft dick from my shitter. He was a tall skinny geeky guy in his 40s, who simply slapped my ass and said, “Nice cunt,” as he walked out of the room. In a fog, I saw my dad was at the door collecting three dollars from a variety of other men. As my vision cleared, I focused on the next top approaching me – a large black man with a huge uncock cock dangling between his legs. He had a full smooth belly and a moustache. He must have been in his late 40s/early 50s. He spit on his dick and said, “Daddy says you’ve never had black dick in you.” “No sir,” I replied. “That’s about to change,” he said and pushed his hardening dick into me. I screamed out, feeling him get larger as he sunk deeper into my hole. More poppers and my cock socket started to open more. I whimpered and asked, “Are you poz too?” “We’re all poz, bitch. We’re here to make sure you are too.” And he proceeded to fuck me harder than I’ve ever been fucked. I was screaming and thrashing about, but he just kept slamming me harder and harder until he tensed and shot a powerful spurt of toxic jizz into my rectum. And then another and another…there were seven shots all together and as he pulled out, I felt cum dripping down my balls. Clearly, my ass was already overflowing with the diseased cum that was being put in me. My lips were pushed apart by his slimy black cock and I started sucking his ebony tool. I tasted that metallic coppery essence again and that’s when I placed it. It was the same as when I would suck a cut on my finger or something. It was the taste of blood, which meant I had bled on Saturday afternoon and that I was bleeding now. I didn’t have time to think too much about it because the black guy starting pistoning in my mouth because I had paused and another dick pushed past my O-ring. The invading phallus was short and stubby, but hard as a rock. This was when I learned that small dicks hurt even more than big dicks, but with no pleasure attached. His pointy little guy stabbed and poked into my sensitive ass walls without filling me up or actually getting deep enough to send sensations through my body. It was just uncomfortable and annoying. Even though I was trying to choke down the black monster that had just demolished my cunt, I began flexing my ass, trying to milk the small-dicked top faster. He grunted and moaned, dropping another poisonous load in my hole. I let the black dick escape my mouth and looked behind me to see who the small dick wonder was. He waddled out of the room with his clothes in hand, a gross little man with a pot belly, a hairy back, and zits all over his ass. A fucking troll had just pozzed my ass. Just then I felt something wet hit my face and realized that the black dude was cumming again, ejaculating all over my cheeks, forehead, and lips. My tongue flew around trying to taste some of it as he walked away from me, and another cock was shoved in my ass. It went on this way all night. Ugly men, old men, fat men, muscular men. Big dicks, thick dicks, long dicks, short dicks, fat dicks. But all poz dicks. My ass was covered with cum, both dried and fresh. My boy cunt was just overrun with toxic seed, spilling from my pussy every time a new cock would be introduced to my asshole. My dad continued to collect three dollars from every sick fuck that wanted to pozz me, and I just took it. Eventually, a guy wanted me on my back and so there were a dozen or so that I was looking straight at when they trenched out my innards and loaded me up with more disease. I was looking straight at the Mexican dude when he spit in my mouth and told me to carry his AIDS babies. I was eye-to-eye with the smelly fat guy with the beer can cock when he informed me that he wasn’t on meds and that his viral load had reached an all time high and then proceeded to pump a huge amount of his semen into me. And I was cheek to cheek with the gorgeous bald daddy with the super cut abs and the huge pecs as he lied his complete weight on me, his 9” baby maker sawing in and out of my battered cunt as he whispered in my ear, “I’m pretending you’re my real son. He just turned 18 too. He lives with his mother, but he’s so hot just like you. And I’m imagining it’s his cum covered asshole wrapped around my dick right now. Tell me to breed you. Say ‘Daddy, please breed me.’” I wrapped my arms and legs around him and begged, “Daddy, please breed me.” Instantly, his cock was shooting off in my hole and he was panting, “Yes, Billy, fuck yes, take Daddy’s semen, take is cum, take it in your beautiful cunt.” I’m assuming Billy was the name of his son. He relaxed on top of me, catching his breath. After a few minutes, he said, “You’re a good boy,” and he pulled his big dick out of me and left. At one point, this bear dude had me riding his big 8 incher when another guy got behind me. I felt him start to push against my already stuffed hole. Before I could resist, the bottle of poppers was shoved under my nose and I inhaled deeply. My cunt opened up more for the second dick as I was DP’ed for the first time. I looked behind me and saw a young college muscle jock with a big 10 inch cock lodged up my hole next to the bear’s dick. Even with the poppers, I opened my mouth and just started letting out animalistic cries and grunts as the two tops simultaneously fucked my twat. Another internal started in my ass and I began to really bear down on their fat pricks. I started to call out, “Yes, yes, fill my cunt. Get your three bucks worth! Fuck out this poz cum dump with your big cocks! Use this three dollar whore!” My cunt started twitching and convulsing which knocked the two in my ass over the edge and my pussy was once again flooded with toxic HIV jizz. By the end, it started to wrap up, resembling a small gangbang. There were about 6 guys left just trading out from one of my holes to the other. I was high on poppers and cum, and just taking whatever dick was put in whatever hole I had. My bed was streaked with cum, lube, my ass juice, and a little pink from my destroyed cunt. Finally, there was only one guy left. This nasty guy in his 50s, kind of gaunt, balding with a white crown of hair. He was pigeon chested with knobby little nips surround by stringy silver hair and a stomach of loose skin speckled with liver spots. His dick was thick and long with a large purple head, and he treated me like I wasn’t even there. He told my father to get me on all fours so my father ordered me into the position and I got there although I was utterly exhausted. I looked at the docking station. It was 5am!! This guy plunged into my gut with his huge cock and just started slamming away into my ass. “The boy’s got really nice hole, man,” the guy complimented my father. “He was born to take random dick,” my father agreed. The old fart asked, “So he hasn’t gotten the fuck flu yet? Hasn’t even tested poz?” “Nope, but when he does, holy fuck! He has so many strains swimming around his guts, God knows what they’ll find. No telling if meds will even touch it. But I’ll still put him to use until he won’t turn a profit anymore. By then, he’ll be an adult and I can kick him out on his own.” I wanted to cry to hear my dad talking about me that way, but he was just being honest. My life as a cum bucket had really begun. “Fuck, I’m gonna’ cum. I’m gonna’ fill your son up with another poz load, man!” “Do it,” my father egged him on. “Make sure it takes. Make sure that he’s fucked! Charge his ass and help him fulfill his destiny as my own little poz cum whore!” The old guy pounded me harder than he had been, swatting my ass really hard and grunting. He punched my left ass cheek and grabbed me by my hair. Painfully, he pulled me back onto him with the tuft of hair he had entangled in his fingers and shot spurt after spurt of diseased spunk into my ass. Instinctively, I had an internal orgasm on his twitching cock. He pushed me off his dick, thanked my father, and left. There I lie on my bed, covered in crusting cum, HIV semen leaking out of my ass, and exhausted, ready to just sleep in all of this filth. My father knew it too. He went to my door, turned back and said, “You realize that you never once came? You never ejaculated. Just came with your ass. Do you have any doubts now whether or not you’re meant to be a pimped out poz whore?” Leaving me with that thought, he turned off my bedroom light and shut the door behind him. I began to fall asleep covered in spent lube and warm cum, sliding on top of my bed toward a pillow that smelled of the musky scent of ass. I welcomed the soft pillow, breathing in the slightly stale smell of the assholes that had inadvertently sat on my pillow while fucking my ass or mouth. The last thought before I passed out into a deep slumber was, “I need to remember to check my new email account first thing in the morning.” More to come…

I golf, I love to play golf almost as much as I like to have man to man sex. I like to travel around to different courses and play. I also keep my eyes open to the possibility of scoring well on the golf course and then possibly scoring a little action on the side. Last month on one Thursday morning I had the chance to play at one of the great local municipal golf courses. I walked up to the starter and he indicated that I could join the two guys on the tee box if I wanted to. I rolled up to the tee box and there was these two young hunks stretching and getting ready to play. I parked my cart and walked over and introduced myself. They were happy to have another player because I would keep them from cheating on their bets. When I heard that I asked if I could get in on the betting. They both blushed and I was afraid that I had offended them in some way. They both stammered that I might not be interested in their betting because it involved an exchange of sexual favors rather than money. I was immediately intrigued. When I asked about the specifics of the wagers and told them that I had bet many things besides money in the years that I had been playing golf. Jeremy the taller of the two got an interested look on his face and began explaining the bet. The person that failed to hit the tee shot in the fairway had to suck the other persons cock. For failing to get on the green in regulation was a rim job and for losing the hole the loser had to give up his ass. Well I smiled really big and told them that I was in. They both smiled. We played the first two holes even up and no one lost however on the third hole a par three they both missed the green from the tee box and I landed right in the middle. As we pulled up to park and go to the hole Jack the shorter of the two grabbed me by the hand and said that I was owed a rimming. I thought that we would settle up later but he intended to pay me know. We were way out on the course and there were no other golfers right behind us so I allowed him to lead me over to the edge of the woods. He got down on his knees and told me to watch Jeremy so that he didn't cheat on his putt. I dropped my shorts and he immediately began lavishing his hot young tongue on my asshole. I was hard immediately and started to jack myself off. He stopped and told me not to come or I would lose the game. Jeremy came over and replaced Jack at my ass and he went to the hole and had his putt. I was having my ass rimmed by this really hot young guy and I was not interested in playing any more golf until I got my rocks off. About that time Jeremy stood up and told me it was my turn to put. I pulled up my shorts and headed to the green. He explained that they played this game any time they could but you could not come before the end of the game or you would lose. Now that I knew all the rules we played on. The next two holes we played even then I pulled my tee shot to the left and it bounced out of the fairway and I was thrilled to the point of dribbling pre- come. When we got to the place where I hit off the fairway they both smiled and dropped their short. They both had nice long hard cocks and both were dripping pre-come. I got down and sucked both of them alternating from one to the other for about five minutes. I resisted swallowing them a all the way down because that would not have been fair to make them come prematurely. I knew that I could do it with the ability I have of manipulating my throat muscles. We finished out the rest of the hole without a loser and then made the turn at the clubhouse. We got some drinks and the Course Marshall asked us how we were doing. Then He told us that the group behind us was quitting at the turn and that we would be on the back nine by ourselves. We looked at each other and grinned. I asked him if he was going to come out and check on us and he laughed. Na, I more likely to find a shady spot and take a nap. We played number ten and I took another rimming on eleven then on twelve I lost a shot and the hole and both boys looked at me and smiles really big. I walked over to my bag and took out a tube of lube and dropped my shorts and lubed up my ass. They were tossing fingers to see who went first. Jeremy took the lube and put a big glob on the head of his cock. I bent over the cart and he put the head up to my ass. I felt like I was being split in two but once the head got past the sphincter and he started to fuck me I was in heaven. He pumped my for a few minutes and then stepped back. Jack stepped right up and popped his cock right into my ass and began fucking away. I was going to come and didn't think I could stop it but then he pulled out and leaned in and licked my hole and told me that he had to stop or he was going to come. I left my short on the cart and played the next hole naked from the waist down and they were staring so hard that Jack and I won the hole and Jeremy lost. Were both lubed up and tagged his ass for about five minutes. We were nearing the end of the course and Jeremy said the the next hole was for the come. We played the hole and I lost on purpose. Jeremy began fucking my ass and Jack was down on the seat of the cart and I was sucking his cock. Jeremy began picking up the pace and I was sucking harder and harder on Jack and then Jeremy screamed that he was coming and he blasted a huge load in my ass. It ran down the backs of both my legs. Jack jumped up off the seat and replaced Jeremy and He began slamming my ass and I was jacking my cock. Jeremy moved in front of me and started sucking the tip of my cock while I was jacking it and then Jack started shoving really hard and he hit the on switch in my ass and I squirted cum all over Jeremy's face and chest. Jack grunted really hard and came in my ass at the same time and pulled out and squirted the last couple of shots between my cheeks and up my back. We cleaned the come off each other with our tongues and towels and finished up the rest of the holes. When we got back to the clubhouse we exchanged numbers and are planning to play some more golf at the first opportunity.