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Part 2: The Parade of Men After he walked out another gentleman stepped in and locked the door behind him. He sat on the bench and took out his cock. It was bigger and thicker than the previous guy and I couldn't wait to worship it. This guy was probably late 40's, a slight belly, and some grey to his hair. Absolutely perfection. He made me beg to suck his cock and I had to beg loud enough for anyone to hear. This was to let everyone know that there was a willing bottom in the building. I heard some laughter nearby so I assumed the laughter was intended for me. He then asked how old I was because I didn't look 21. I admitted I was 18 and a wicked smile came across his face. He then grabbed me by the back of the head and forced his cock all the way down my throat. I gagged but loved it. He fucked my throat hard barely allowing me to breathe. He told me to inhale the poppers and I wouldn't care about breathing. My attention would be instead focused on his throat fucking. After several hits of poppers I was solely focused on him fucking my throat. After several minutes or whatever it was he had me stand up and turn around in front of him. He grabbed me by my shoulders and with force pulled me down onto his cock. I screamed in pain but he didn't care. It felt like his cock just ripped my ass apart. He held me in place and told me to take several long hits of the poppers. After what felt like eternity the pain subsided and I started bouncing up and down on his cock. He kept me inhaling the poppers every couple of minutes and before long I forgot where I was. I was moaning loudly and he didn't try to stifle my moaning. He was marking me and we both knew it. After a while my legs were getting sore so we got on the floor with me on all fours facing the glory hole. He rammed his cock back in and with my mouth open in pain another cock slid through the hole directly into my mouth. Wow spit roasted. I must be in heaven. The hole cock was maybe 6 inches but I had fun with it. Before long the gentleman in my ass picked up his pace and I felt it. His cum coating the walls of my ass. God it felt great. He pumped about ten huge shots of cum in my ass. The guy I was sucking didn't last much longer and I felt his balls tighten and his cock swell and he erupted down my throat. He didn't have much cum so I swallowed his load in one gulp. After that guy finished the gentleman in my ass pulled out and turned me around to clean his cock. I noticed some pink on his cock and he must've read my mind. He said it was blood from my ass and chances were he impregnated me with his dirty load. Hearing that made me cum for some reason. I cleaned his cock up and before long he was hard again. But instead of giving me another load right now to call him after I left the bookstore. I didn't have his number but I soon discovered he had somehow placed his number in my pants. He said that I would be at the bookstore a while and this would give him time to get some rest. He gave me a long deep passionate kiss and I didn't want to see him go. He ordered me back on my knees and as he walked out he hollered out Next. And in walks a man who I knew and crushed over for years.

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.”

I knew early on I was gay. Back before the internet all we had was magazines to look at. I remember getting Penthouse Letters for the first time and reading just the gay stories in it. As I got older I kept my homosexuality a secret from everyone. I so wanted to suck cock and get fucked but I had no idea how to go about it. One day during the summer as I was out driving I noticed a grey and pink building in a not so good part of town. Just the colors said this building was different. I parked my car and just watched the men going in and out. Adult video and theater was on the sign outside and this peaked my curiosity more. After hearing about a certain celebrity getting caught in a place like this had me wondering what exactly goes on inside a place like this. So I decided to check the place out. I walked up to the door and on the outside was a sign that said you had to be 21 to enter. I being 18 decided I would push my luck. I entered the building and it had everything you could desire. Magazines, videos, adult toys, and of course the theater in the back. I noticed several men strolling by the entrance just staring at me and I knew they wanted me by just their looks. About this time the cashier asked for ID and I lied saying I lost it by getting a DUI. She knew I was lying but she didn't stop me. I asked about the theater in the back and asked her what could I do back there. She shocked me by saying I could do anything I wanted to do. Upon hearing this my cock was hard and leaking precum bad. So I made my way to the back and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I saw a big theater room playing straight porn and probably 30 private booths for enjoying other videos. The back was crawling with men. I found an empty booth and deposited my money and started flipping through the channels to find a video I wanted to watch. After settling on a hot gay video of an older guy fucking a younger guy I pulled down my pants and started jerking off. After a minute or so something caught my eye. Sticking through a hole in the wall, which I now know as gloryholes, was a cock. Ok I'll admit I was a bit scared because I didn't know if it was a setup. After several more seconds he withdrew his cock and stuck his finger through. He asked if he could suck my cock which for some reason I didn't have a problem with. So I stuck my cock through the hole and he started sucking me. God it felt great. I had found the answer to my prayers. His mouth felt great. After a few minutes I withdrew my cock and he slid his cock back through. This time I didn't hesitate. I got down on the dirty floor. It was sticky and smelled but for some reason I felt right at home. I jerked his cock a little bit and then licked up his precum. And the moment came. I put a cock, his cock, in my mouth for the first time. Oh how wonderful it felt to be sucking a real cock for the first time. I knew I had found my calling and the place to unleash my desires. I sucked him the best I could and being on my knees felt so right. After sucking him for a while he withdrew his cock which left me disappointed. He then asked if he could come into my booth to continue our fun. Oh God I got nervous but agreed to let him in my booth. He came right over and as soon as he locked my booth door I got a good glimpse of the man. He was around 30 and was a bit taller than me. Nice toned body with no facial hair. His cock was around 7 inches but not to thick. He sat down on the bench and took his cock back out. I got back on my knees and started sucking his cock some more. I was having so much fun. Then it happened. As I came up for air he put his hand under my chin and bent down to kiss me. I was a bit shocked but I soon returned his kiss. He then asked if he could fuck me. I asked if he had a condom because I didn't want any disease. He said he only fucked bare and I was not having a cock inside me without protection. He looked disappointed but I had my standards at the moment. He then produced a bottle of something and held it under my nose and told me to inhale. I did as told for some reason and I felt strange. Hornier than I had been and I started sucking his cock with gusto. After several minutes he told me to inhale again. I was starting to lose all my inhibitions. He told me to strip and after another time of inhaling I begged him to fuck me. He obliged. He took off his pants and got behind me and slowly slid his cock inside me. It hurt but whatever I was inhaling also had me to where I didn't care. He got all of his cock inside me and just let my ass adjust to his cock. After a few minutes he slowly started fucking me. He had me take another whiff of what he had and I lost it. I was now begging him to fuck me harder. I must've been a bit loud because he hushed me by covering my mouth with his hand. God his cock felt wonderful. I was glad I found this place. Here I was on a dirty floor with some strangers cock inside me raw. After several minutes of fucking me hard he started cumming. The whole time I was hard and I didn't even touch my cock and I started cumming as well. After his cock went soft he took it out of my ass. He kissed me before getting dressed and said welcome to the club. I didn't know what he meant. He asked me to stay naked that I would be popular today. He handed me the bottle of what I was inhaling and he told me it was poppers. I had never heard of them but I loved them. He said there were several guys waiting in the hall just like him. He then said he was HIV positive and before I could react he had me take another hit. And to my surprise I told him let the fun begin.

Got fucked by a guy with a 00 gauge PA, ladder and scrotal piercings....DAMN HOT!

He leans me back onto the mattress, lays me across it and stands back up, towering over me, his huge hard cock dripping pre cum, the ropy muscles of his legs framing that beautiful shaft, calling to me. I sit up to my knees, eyes locked on his, my mouth opening again to his cock as I slowly suck him inside me, my tongue hungrily lapping at his sweet pre cum, swirling it around my mouth, my spit mixed with it, charged with the power he has over me now. My eyes slip closed, tasting the fullness of him, his hardness. Savoring his sticky cum in me. His hands gently stroking my skull. I can hear myself moan with my hunger. Feel the pre cum dripping from my cock. And his fingers are running over my face now, slick with my pre cum, spreading it on my lips as he pushes me off his cock and I open my eyes to him as his sticky sweet fingers slide into my mouth and I’m sucking them clean, god I want more, more and more and more of him inside me. “Smoke, boy?” His voice as much low growl as whisper. “Yes, please, more. Yessss.” The pipe is already in his hands and he’s striking the match and pulling a long slow hit into his mouth, pulling me up to him and kissing me so softly and then suddenly so hungry as he blows the thick white smoke into me. We pass it back and forth, and then he hits the pipe again and then again and again. We pass the Tina between us, tying us together, wrapping us in the tangle of the smoke. He’s holding me tight against him, our cocks sliding over each other. My mouth full of the lingering taste of the Tina and his spit mixed with mine. Every inch of my skin alive with my need. Straining to open to him. To surrender. My hands are wandering over his thick chest, stroking the hairs around his hard nipples. So gently stroking him, tracing the outline of the biohazard tattoo, and I’m drawn to it, running the tip of my tongue over the rough raised lines of it. The smell of his sweat filling me. “Mmm, that’s so good boy,” his hands running over me slowly, his touch light, soft. Caressing me, running his fingernails over my ass, spreading me apart, just slightly as his fingers brush the edge of my hole. My whole body shivering with his touch. I hear the animalistic moan coming from deep in my throat, my whole being in that sound, so hungry and so complete in his arms. My mouth finds his nipple and pulls it out with my teeth, tugging lightly on it, tracing it with my tongue, and then dragging my spit soaked lips across his hairy chest to the other side, taking him into my mouth as his hands guide me further around his hard pec and his sweat is so strong, filling my nostrils from his armpit, guiding my hungry mouth to the thick, soaked hairs there, his smell so very goddamn strong, so lovely, surrounding me, my tongue drinking him in, devouring his pungent taste, my god. so, so good. His hands press me gently back into the mattress. I fall back, staring up at the massiveness of him over me, at his thick veiny cock standing straight out, ropy pre cum dripping down at me, at his eyes, twin black irises pinning me to the ground, so full of our hunger, so free with the Tina we’ve smoked and so hard. So very, very hard. I want that cock in me. I want him to impale me with his cock, to split me open. I’m so fucking hungry I can’t speak. I can hear sounds coming from me, ragged breaths, guttural moans and hunger. Pure hunger. “Good boy.” He growls. “Such a hungry boy. Such a hunger.” He’s kneeling onto the mattress now, his hands caressing my knees, pushing me apart to him. “Let’s open you up to it.” His hands spread my legs apart, stroking the wet sweaty insides of my thighs gently open as his fingers push my ass open to him. My god, my hole is so hungry. Twitching. So. Fucking. Hungry. The world falls away again as he so gently blows across my hole, and my eyes roll up in my head as I arch myself more open to him, the sound escaping from my throat an animal moan, everything right there in it, lost in it. I’m struggling to get a word out between moans and my ragged desperate breaths. One word that is everything as he keeps blowing across my hole. One word that will free me. yes. Urgently, as his fingers are caressing me between my hole and my cock, and then his tongue is tracing that incredible line, slowly tracing its way back from the base of my shaft up to my hole, his spit dripping across me, his tongue gently, lovingly rimming me. And then he’s pressing himself inside me, pushing his tongue into me, I’m so hungry with him there, every inch of me on fire. I hear myself laughing, moaning, and then, tears, as his tongue is probing me, opening me up to him. Oh jesus yes take me open me fill me split me open fuckkkkkk meeeeeeee

The sliding vertical door on the back of the 18 wheeler slid up long enough for me to see a silhouette of a man, then slid shut. Moments later he clicked on the light at the back. He was a little shorter than myself, at around 5'3 and far younger - he looked to be just over 18 and fresh off a football field...well defined muscles showing through his white tank top and muscular legs straining his denim jeans to their limit. It stood in start contrast to myself as I was naked, except for my spiked chastity device - which caused constant erections but never fulfillment. Since my poz conversion I'd lost a lot of weight, truth is I was wasting away now. I barely had the strength to stand, which is actually pretty handy since I spend most of my time either bent over or laying down. I'm a whore and that's the way it should be. "I want to get pozzed" is how he started the conversation. I like that. Right to the point. I sized him up...his muscles, his blonde hair and blue eyes were already starting to get my motor running. "Why?" I asked honestly. He walked closer to me as he answered. "I want to be you. I want your life - this. All of it. Being hauled around in the back of a semi, a pozzed up AIDS whore, infecting others that want to convert. Being treated like a piece of meat until you're gone and then tossed aside like the trash I am." I couldn't really argue with him. I didn't ask for this life, but I damned sure want it. I wouldn't trade it for the life of a millionaire. The worst thing that could happen to me is that I be dropped off on the doorstep of my family wearing only my beloved chastity cage. I kissed him on the neck and unzipped his pants as I answered. "Take a good look at me...I'm skin and bones now. I don't just have HIV, I have AIDS. Night sweats, fevers, vomiting, stomach aches..some days it's hard to breathe, I can barely move and even my memory is going. I suspect that's why they gave me the number of 29. I can't remember my own name before this life. Know what you're getting into, stud." Even as I said the words, I slowly wormed my hand into his pants to get him hard....he was already there. I started to stroke him. "If this is really what you want, bang twice on the side of the trailer and the truck will start to move. If not, just exit the rig. Once we do this, there is no going back. There is no cure" I said keeping his cock gripped loosely in my hand, stroking him fully and slowly. By getting him aroused, I was tempting the choice, making it harder for him to stop - and that's the point. I'm a whore. This is what I do. He banged on the side of the rig twice. Seconds later the 18 wheeler started to roll down the highway. I backed away from him, retrieved a small hypodermic needle from the floor of the trailer and used it to draw a few milometers of blood then held the needle against the inside of his forearm with one hand and put the other on his now rock hard cock and resumed stroking him, then looked him in the eyes. "This is effective 90% of the time. Last chance to back out...." His dick was throbbing hard in my hand as he kissed me, and slid the needle into his arm. I obliged and pushed the plunger down slowly, still looking him in the eyes. I only took it out after it was empty. I smiled down at him. "As viral as I am, you'll show symptoms in two weeks." Before he pulled off his pants he pulled a key out of his pocket. "Not good enough, whore. I was given the key to your device and you're going to fuck me." I was of course taken a bit a back as I'm a submissive and been in chastity for months now. He reached up with his right hand, wrapped it around my neck and growled. "I'm here to get pozzed, whore. You will fuck me!" I nodded as he pulled his pants down and stepped out of them. I turned him around and put the head of my cock at the entrance to his asshole after unlocking my device "Ever been fucked by a bitch with B cup breasts?" He smiled back at me. "Yes, I noticed those...I was told you were given those because you're about to be sold into Asia and they like that sort of thing. They like ladyboys. Word is you don't have long." I smacked the head of my cock on the crack of his ass. "Beg me. Tell me what you want." He retained his smile. "You're a worthless AIDS infected whore. You mean nothing to anyone. Please give me your cock. Fuck me hard and cum deep." I reached around his body and took his cock in my right hand, stroking him. "Where are you from?" At the first sound out of his mouth, I shoved my cock into him as hard as I could, and all the way. He screamed as he grabbed the side of the rig. I kept stroking him. "Breathe through the pain, stud.....just exhale. I had to distract you before I mounted you. I don't care where you're from." Slowly I stroked him...fully I stroked him. Ignoring my instructions, he kept screaming. I put both my hands on his ass cheeks and started to work my cock in and out of him slowly. "If you think this hurts, wait until the virus kicks in - You'll feel like you're going to die but you'll be harder than you ever have in your life!" I've never fucked a man in the ass before, and for the record, I don't think he'd been fucked. His ass was incredibly tight, I felt like my cock was losing blood flow. He felt incredible, though..my whole body felt like it was on fire, a feeling that only intensified as I worked in and out of him faster. He reached down for his cock and I spanked him once HARD. "NO! You're not allowed to cum. You wanted my life - this is part of it. You're a vessel for others to use. It's not about your pleasure, it's about theirs. You're a whore now. Put both your hands on the wall." Without thought, he obeyed. "But...my dick....it's so fucking hard right now!" Just to torture him, I reached under him and took his balls in my right hand and squeezed them as tightly as I could. "Yes, I know. It happens to me every time but I don't get to cum. I'm kept in a constant state of arousal by my device but haven't cum in months. Soon, you'll be there as well." All he could do was moan as I twisted his balls in my hand. I looked down at his dick and he was leaking precum. "Does that turn you on? To know you'l end up like me when it's all over? A cock hungry, AIDS infected breeding whore?" He slapped the side of the rig out of frustration. Poor thing...he wanted so badly to cum and I wasn't letting him...but I was right, he's a whore now and he has to get used to that. I reached out with one hand and grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and pulled him back towards me as I kept fucking him hard. "Answer me, whore!" "Yes" is what he screamed. "It fucking turns me on! The thought of being used daily to breed others while the virus takes me!" With that, I pushed one more time into him - holding my cock as deeply inside of him as I could go - and began to unload. My dick pulsating for the first time in months, filling his ass up with virus rich cum. "Can you feel that, bitch? Can you feel my dick seeding your worthless ass?" His knees buckled but he managed to stay standing up - he also managed to keep his hands off his cock. I was tempted to put it in my mouth but he's a whore now and is not allowed pleasure. I slowly pulled out of him, and while he was still quivering, injected him with another syringe of my blood. The truck came to a stop as I put my chastity device back on. I rolled up the back end of the trailer a few feet then threw the key - and the syndicates new whore - out the back. Without his clothes. He did say he wanted to be tossed aside.

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!”

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”

Today I got fucked by a black dude wearing a Prince Albert on his dick. That was my first time being fucked by a P.A. Hot damn, the sensation was amazing. The P.A. made the fuck harder, which for me means more sensual. My body was constantly writhing with pleasure. But because of the P.A. I probably gave the fucker the worst blow job ever. The P.A. kept hitting my teeth, which was disconcerting. I avoided sucking with my usual firmness because I was worried that I could pull the P.A. and hurt his dick. He ended up jerking his dick to get hard while I licked his balls and shaft. Ninety percent of the sex I have is forgettable. This fuck with the P.A. was memorable. The extra hardness of the pounding made me feel pleasure throughout my torso. Maybe I've become addicted to being fucked by a P.A. It gave me the kind of rough fuck I crave. He only fucked me for about 15 minutes. I imagine the sensation of the fuck was intense for him too. He shot his bareback load inside my ass. I left feeling rejuvenated and more manly, my ass still carrying his sperm.

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

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...........

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

“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.”

But you have to admit that is a hot story!

Fuck, man, I desperately wish I came from a family like this!!!

Yep. Went out clubbing one night with a Russian girl I worked with (who knows I’m gay) and her Bulgarian boyfriend Igor (who I’d never met before). As the evening went on and we got drunker and drunker my coworker started talking about how she loved having sex with other women, how hot it would be for us to watch her go at it, and how hot it would be for her to watch two guys fuck. At one point she wandered off, presumably to the ladies room, leaving Igor and me chatting together. After she’d been gone a few minutes he leaned in, reached over and jammed his tongue down my throat. We made out for a while until she got back, then the three of us made it back to my apartment. My coworker promptly pretended to pass out on my bed. I was too drunk to realize it at first but she was secretly watching me and Igor getting hot and heavy on the other side of the bed. Once our clothes started coming off and the talk got dirtier I realized the whole thing had been somewhat of a setup. Fast forward to my coworker holding my dick while Igor sucked it, then holding his ass cheeks open and his legs back while I ate and then fucked his hole, all the while saying filthy things to us in Russian and English. I’m not usually interested in women at all (haven’t touched one since that night), but fucking Igor while his girlfriend - my coworker - watched and participated was one of the hottest things I’d ever done until then. About a year later my friend told me Igor left her for another guy. Can’t say I was surprised but I sure as hell wouldn’t have minded another fuck like the one we had that night.

1000s and swallowed their loads.

Just as I pumped this bottom full of my Toxic load my friend locked the cage on his Now useless cock. He will remain locked all weekend while we breed him long hard and deep over and over.

Sometimes I meet a girl and I want to tell her she will never get as much dick as I’ve had

Update: all tests came back conclusively negative.

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.

Was in London for holidays. Last afternoon there a sexy Otter/Cub who with my partner tag teamed me doggie until both shot deep. First my partner then the sexy otter. Went out afterwards with our buds for a few pints. Hot standing there chatting with a nice wet hole leaking nut.

Part 3 Jimmie was naked when he stepped inside and saw Eddie and me making out on the bed. Our tongues were frantically lashing each other's, our bodies pressed together, and our hands roaming freely. Jimmie said he came over to make sure everything was going okay. I let him know that everything was fantastic. My ass was bloody, it had poz loads from Marco and Eddie in it and a plug sealing sealing all of it inside of me. Eddie informed Jimmie that he and Marco were about to try double anal on my butt and Jimmie was welcome to stay and help. Jimmie grinned and said he could probably stay awhile since Al was sleeping after fucking Jimmie again following our departure. Eddie climbed into the bed and made out with Marco and me while Jimmie sat nearby and watched us. Marco got up and started fucking his cock in and out of my mouth. Eddie told Jimmie to remove the plug from my ass to get me ready for fucking. I felt sharp pain in my hole as Jimmie twisted the plug back and forth while removing. It was finally out after some agonizing moments only got me to immediately feel Marco's dick filling my ass. Marco thrust slowly but forcefully in and out of me. I felt great pleasure and enormous pain as he did. Eddie took his dick out of my mouth and climbed behind me. My ravaged ass was getting no letup as I felt Eddie's pierced tool pressing to join Marco in fucking my ass. Jimmie chastised the poz couple for having no poppers available as they attempted their dual invasion of my ass. Eddie reached into a drawer nearby and tossed a brown bottle to Jimmie. Jimmie uncapped it and passed it under my nose. I was flying and at ease for the dual dicking to continue. I became a stammering mess begging for those two studs to tear my ass apart and flood me with their poison jizz. I commanded them to knock me up, to give me their dirty gift, to mark me as worthless cumdump. Marco remained mostly stationary while Eddie pile drove me. My ass felt stuffed as their poisonous dicks assaulted my ass. Marco again stated that if I wasn't going to be poz after our earlier fuck, this second round would definitely do it. Eddie continued to ravage my butt. I imagined his PA ripping up my insides even more making me more receptive to their toxic cum they would soon be unloading in me. Marco could not withstand the friction that Eddie's rod was creating against Marco's own tool and he shot his second potent load inside me. Marco pulled his softening cock out of me and Jimmie remarked how red it was with blood. Then to my surprise, Jimmie dove down to clean up Marco's bloody dick with his mouth. After a little cleanup by Jimmie, he then moved up to my head and starting making out with me. Jimmie snowballed the blood, cum, assjuice mixture into my mouth. We swapped it back and forth a few times before I swallowed most of it. I looked over at Marco's tool and saw that it was bleeding. Apparently it had been cut by Eddie's PA while they were both inside me. Jimmie saw the same thing and exclaimed, "Holy Shit! Marco was bleeding inside you!" That meant that I was getting Marco's poz blood mixing with my own inside of me. I yelled out, "Yes, yes. Knock me up with your poz cum and your toxic blood. Share it all with me. I feel like such a dirty slut who deserves this!" Jimmie was getting aroused by this and I grabbed his growing cock and started giving him a a blow job. All three of my lovers were certain that I was going to be in the HIV brotherhood in no time and repeatedly let me know this. Jimmie was harder than hard now. Eddie saw this and asked if he wanted to join him in invading my ass. Jimmie pulled out of my mouth and positioned himself under me to join Eddie in his double anal assault. Jimmie's thick tool shot into my ass causing some massive pain that subsided after I got acclimated to this latest stretching of my abused hole. Eddie and Jimmie alternated thrusts inside my stretched ass.This was the best feeling I've ever had during sex. I was opened like never before waiting to take another poz load from Eddie and for Jimmie to add his own jizz to my growing collection. This continued on for what seemed like hours. My ass began to get numb when Eddie finally poisoned my butt with his second load. Eddie pulled out and Jimmie continued on in my ass. My butt felt loose without Eddie's cock in it, but there was relief as my opening shrunk down to accommodate only Jimmie's thick rod. I begged Eddie to let me clean him off. The coating on his dick was mostly blood and some assjuice. The combined effect of all the fucking must have caused all of their poz cum deep up inside of me.I was going to be able to incubate and absorb their highly toxic loads to get their gift. Jimmie slowed down his pace and then suddenly picked back up to a jackhammer pace as he unloaded in me again. He stayed inside of me after climaxing as we made out with madly darting tongues. Jimmie told me he was so glad to be around for what were probably some of my last moments as a HIV- man. Jimmie asked if I would like to fuck him and shoot what could be my last negative load inside of him. I had not cum yet and had a throbbing boner. I got off of Jimmie and his dick was finally free of my stretched, bleeding, and poz cum-filled ass. His cock looked to have a coat of blood on it. I cleaned him up and his own dick was not bleeding as Marco's had been. That meant the blood was either my own or Marco's. I moved my rock-hard dick up to Jimmie's ass. I started entering him and Jimmie gasped to handle my thickness. I observed this and slowly worked my was inside. I wanted this to last as it would probably be one of the last "clean" loads that I would ever shoot. I was slowly fucking Jimmie and he was moaning with pleasure. I made him tell me that I was a better fuck than Al. I let him know that he was welcome to take my poz cum when the time came. Jimmie was in heaven as I was fucking him. He agreed to get knocked up by me after I became poz. He would have agreed to anything just to keep my fat cock inside of him. In the middle of fucking Jimmie, the door opened and Al came inside the trailer. He saw me balls deep in his boyfriend and remarked that it looked like we were enjoying ourselves. Sensing the tension, Eddie informed Al that Jimmie had not been fucked by either of the toxic pair He didn't mention the fact that Jimmie had cleaned up Marco's bloody dick and had probably swallowed some poz blood in the process. Despite Al's seeming unease at the situation before him, I continued to fuck his boyfriend. Al seemed relieved that neither Eddie or Marco had fucked Jimmie. He came up to the two of us fucking on the bed, dropped the towel draped around his waist, and began caressing the two of us. Al saw how thick my cock was and observed that Jimmie must really be enjoying getting fucked by me. Jimmie grunted in agreement. Al began making out with me and encouraged me to continue fucking his boyfriend. He began fingering my ass and felt the blood inside of me. Al asked Eddie and Marco if they had fucked me yet. Eddie said they both came twice inside me and that Jimmie also planted a load in me. Al didn't seem angry about that last detail. Eddie also let Al know that my ass was torn open by Eddie's PA. Al responded by caressing Jimmie and me and telling me that I was probably to going to be poz whether I wanted it or not. His words made my cock even harder and I only lasted a few more strokes before shooting a massive load inside of Jimmie's ass. Al gave me a deep French kiss as I was shooting indicating his approval of me loading up his boyfriend's ass. After the rush of my orgasm finally died down, I pulled out of Jimmie, rolled over, and collapsed on the bed. Jimmie got down to clean up my cock. He came back up to me to share some of the last HIV- cum I would ever shoot with me. Al joined us for a brief time to mark the occasion. I looked at a clock and saw that it was 4:30 a.m. I was completely exhausted. Sensing my physical state, Eddie suggested we get some sleep. Al agreed it was time to turn in for the rest of the night. He asked if I wanted to go home, stay with Al and Jimmie in their trailer or stay with Eddie and Marco. I REALLY wanted to stay with Eddie and Marco. Not wanting to hurt Al's feelings, I told him that I was too exhausted to move from where I was. Taking his cue to leave, Al wished me a good night and left open an invite to join them later if need be. I thanked them for all they had done and returned the good night wishes. After a quick exchange of kisses, Al and Jimmie retired to their trailer on the next campsite. After they left, Eddie and Marco crawled up on either side of me on the bed. They let me know that I was going to feel completely liberated when I converted, that being poz was the ability to feel powerful. Marco let me know how glad they both were that I had so eagerly taken their poz cum and Marco's poz blood inside me. I thanked both of them for the best sex session I ever experienced. Marco asked Eddie whether they should tell me about what was going to happen later in the day. Eddie responded that I was welcome to stay with them through the weekend and join in on the fun and games with the company that they were expecting. Seeing my quizzical look, Marco said a couple of friends were coming to visit. One of them had recently gotten Eddie and Marco's gift. Marco then grabbed the beaded butt plug and worked it into my ass to seal up their poison inside of me. I barely had the energy to kiss them both goodnight before falling asleep in between the two of them. (To be continued)

Keith arrived at 1:45 nervous and horny. He was pacing outside and he had a hard on in his sweats, I made him wait till two to enter and his hard on never went down. I opened the door and towered over the kid at 6'3 and 195 with salt and pepper hair and deep blue eyes I looked right at this cute little boy and said you must be Kurt. I can tell with a little training you will be very popular. Come in and have a set on the sofa till I can set up the room. Running a little late today, He watched as I entered the first room on the right and he was still looking at the door when I came back out and turned the video on the tv on. He immediately started watching the porn and rubbed his dick through his sweat pants. I went to the kitchen and grabbed him a soda with a little g in it. I came back and sat next to Kurt pretty close and it made him pull move over a little. I held my glass up and told him this was the beginning of some great sex for him and tonight would change his life with what he learned. Would you like that I asked? Yes so much, drink up my friend we have a lot to learn starting tonight. You will be able to take more classes right? Kurt drink the entire glass and said yes, of course. Good I echoed, I stood up and started to undress as I started telling Kurt when he was comfortable to get undressed. Your first lesson is resistance. Kurt said I ain't having sex with no man, no son that is not what we are doing. Need to see how long you can go without touching your dick or cumming without even touching yourself. This lesson also helps you build confidence for group sex later if you are ever invited to a gang bang. ( I already knew he was going to be invited so this lesson would come in handy) Kurt reluctantly slipped off his sweat pants and underwear and lost his t-shirt. He was so cute and tight, hot little ass on that boy and big dick for such a little body. He grabbed his dick and I said no, Kurt today is endurance and control. Resisting the temptation to jack off and dump your load. Women do not like guys who cum too quickly and a woman needs a man who can stay hard and fuck her for a long time before unloading in her pussy. I want to do that, I know you do boy that is why you are here. Kurt shook his had and every so often I would have to tell him to stop touching his dick. I then said, it is all part of the lesson, hand tight and do not touch your dick or balls boy and I came back with restraints and told him to give ne his right hand and put on the first and then the second and told him the last trainee needed these to get past the first session and he connected them behind Kurt's head and then tied it to the eye hook he had behind the sofa. He kept watching the porn and said I am not sure about this and I put a blindfold on him. I can not see anymore, I know you have to also learn how to resist when you are just hearing a women get fucked and picturing it in your mind. I left him like that for a minute and in walked Justin and I turned the porn up and stood behind him. I then whispered, I have a girl here, his big dick bounced. She is gonna help you, I am going to stay right here while she does. Just got in between his legs while I whispered spread our legs apart. More I said and Kurt complied while his dick bounced and leaked precum like crazy. Justin kissed the kids hairless legs and then worked up to his balls and licked his balls while Kurt moaned and bit his lip and then Justin licked the head of Kurt's dick. OMG Kurt said and once Justin licked and sucked his cock head the kid erupted in Justin's mouth. Justin swallowed the boys cum and then went back to sucking his dick. Before it was over Justin and swallowed three loads from the boy and got up and left. I asked Kurt how it was and he said that was fucking amazing man, omg I want to do it again tomorrow. Okay boy, this is just the start, your scholarship includes ten more sessions so there is plant of time. His dick was still rock hard so I text Justin to come back and fortunately he was just down the block and turned around and parked and coma back in and I told Kurt he was such a good student she was going to give him an extra lesson. Justin crawled in between his legs gain and began to lick and suck the kids balls and lick and suck on his big dick. The boy was moaning like crazy and then Just went down all the way on the kids dick and the boy shot again omg that is so fucking awesome. Do it again! Just was not going anywhere and he went back to licking and sucking on the kids balls. I bent down and grabbed Kurt's right leg and pulled it up and told him to bend it as he did I told him good boy. Now the left side and I pulled him back so his hole was facing Justin and he started to lick under the boys balls at his taint and the boy was moaning and then Justin licked the hole gently and bathed it with his tongue as Kurt moaned and whimpered and then Justin started to tongue fuck the boy and Kurt said holy fuck that feel so goo. I think I am gonna cum and the boy shot his load and I let go of his legs while Justin took his cock in his mouth and clean it and then licked his wash board abs clean and got up and left. I Untied Kurt and took the blindfold off and he said is she still here, no boy did you like that. OMG please when can we have another lesson, does this mean I am not a virgin? No boy you are still a virgin but in due time boy. Be here tomorrow at 2 PM for your next lesson. With that boy got up and got dressed and headed out the door and I stopped the cameras from videoing him from the front, side and ceiling. Bet that virgin hole was tight as fuck! I test Justin and confirmed the boy was tight and sweet tasting!

Chapter VIII Our dancing got hotter than hell. We stayed on the dance floor for about 3 straight numbers before heading back to our table. By this time both Randy and Justin's cocks were hard as steel and their bulges were very noticeable. Both, Nigel and I, were panting with lust from the stimulation of our asses being pretty much almost abused and pummeled while dancing. I noticed that like myself, Nigel could hardly sit still. I am sure he was as turned on as I was if not more so. He was also flirting a lot with both Randy and Justin. He almost had no shame in the way he was carrying on. Before I knew what he was doing, Nigel had asked the other guys to come home with us so we could all just chill a while before they went home. I was a little worried about it but before I could say anything they had accepted the invite. After finishing our drinks, we all headed out to go to our place. I was driving and as I got into the driver's seat, Randy had opened his door and climbed into the back right behind me. On the other side, just as Justin opened the other rear door, Nigel lept past him and piled into the rear with Randy. Justin just shrugged his shoulders and got in the front with me. I glanced at Nigel as is to ask what the heck he was doing and he just smiled and leaned back in the seat so I just started up and took off. We hardly got a block away from the club, when all at once, Nigel's bare feet came over the seat between Justin and me. I glanced back and was just in time to see Nigel's pants pulled down to his knees and he and Randy were kissing deeply with Randy's hand between Nigel's legs feeling up his ass. I almost ran off the road and might have if Justin hadn't scooted over quickly and grabbed the steering wheel and straightened the car out for me. I was somewhat unnerved to say the least, but Justin stayed close beside me as I got back on track towards home. It was only another couple of blocks before Justin had leaned more towards me and his head came closer till he was kissing and nibbling on my neck. As he was doing that, one of his hands pushed behind my back and eased its way into the back of my pants. His hand pushed me a little forward in my seat and he cupped my ass and then moved over more and was soon running a couple of fingers up and down my crack. I had to concentrate a lot not to drive off the road and to keep my speed down. He was driving me wild with the movement and I rose up slightly and his fingers were able to reach my hole and start to run circles around it proving to be another distraction. WIth thinking about what was happening in the backseat with my love, Nigel and Randy, and Justin nibbling on my neck and one hand under me playing with my hole and his other tweaking my nipples through my shirt, I was having a terrible time driving. The alcohol I had consumed didn't help either and I was afraid a cop was going to stop us any moment. I decided I had to get off of the road or wreck. We were just coming to a park I knew of that had several nature trails running off of it. I pulled in and drove to the darkest parking spot I could find, There were a couple of picnic tables close by also. As I came to a stop, the back door on my side opened and I was shocked to see Rand climbing out with Nigel's completely bare legs wrapped around him as he lifted him up and carried him to one of the picnic tables. It was pretty obvious that Randy's huge BBC was deep inside Nigel's ass as he laid him on the table and proceeded to fuck him hard. Justin had climbed out also and followed them. He climbed on the seat and took off his pants, he was commando and soon had his big cock in Nigel's mouth while Randy continued to fuck him. I was still in disbelief about what was happening but got out and slowly made my way to the table also. What a sight it was with Randy's bbc poz cock pummeling my love's hole while Justin's also huge poz cock was deep in his throat. I stood there mesmerized by the sight and then dropped my own pants to start stroking my little cock as it was harder than I think it had ever been. Randy must have been fucking Nigel in my backseat for a bit because he only lasted about another 10 minutes before he rammed into him as hard as he could and grunted that he was cumming. He collapsed on top of Nigel for just a minute or so before getting off of him and immediately Justin pulled his big cock out of Nigel's mouth and climbed on him and rammed his cock in him. I gasped at this sight while continuing to stroke my own small dick. Then Randy climbed on top of the table and stuck his cock in my face and I opened my mouth and was soon cleaning it off deep in my throat even as he was still almost completely hard. I was so hot I almost thought I could have lit a fire off of me. Justin was really pounding Nigel's hole hard and fast. When I had Randy's cock all cleaned off with my mouth, he climbed down off of the table. I was on my knees on the seat stroking my cock and watching almost hypnotized at the fucking of my love right in front of me. Then all of a sudden Randy had grabbed me from behind and bent me over the table some and spread my ass cheeks and in one thrust pushed his huge poz cock deep into my ass. I clamped my mouth shut so as not to scream as we were still basically out in public and someone might have been able to hear. He only hesitated a few seconds before he started to fuck me just like Nigel was getting, hard and fast. These two mammoth cocked guys just kept on pounding and fucking our holes so hard and deep. It went on and on and seemed to be hours, but had to be only about another half hour at most when almost in unison, they both rammed us deep and were filling our holes full of their toxic cum. As they did I could see Nigel's little prick erupt and my own did the same at almost the same time. Nigel's load from such a small cock shot a huge load which sprayed clear over his head and hit me right in the face. Randy had cupped his hand under me and caught my load and proceeded to spread it around my mouth and some onto Nigel's mouth also. All I could think at the moment other than bliss was what am I doing, I only wanted Nigel to get poz cum and here I had taken a lot of it also. It was so hot. After a small rest we all got back up and didn't even bother to get our clothes on, but climbed back in the car to get to our house. There we all grabbed our clothes and ran into the house naked hoping none of the neighbors were up to see. Once in the house I got drinks for everyone and we all collapsed on the sofa together to try and catch our breath from the action we had just had a short time before.

This is the next chapter to "Serendipity on the road". On our way 'back east' Jake swung by Denver and dropped off the chickens. Before picking up a load of pigs, he spent 24 hours just fucking me. Yes, a whole 24 hours of just fucking!! Sometimes I was face down, sometimes I was cowgirl on top, sometimes I was reverse cowgirl, and sometimes he took me on all 4's. To be honest, he wasn't always the person initiating but he did make it clear that we weren't doing anything else for 24 hours. No food. No water. After every couple rounds, I'd fall asleep in his arms with him running his fingers through my hair. Not that it mattered, once or twice I woke up to him fucking my ass. Not that I minded. Before we left Denver we hit the tattoo shop. He had, "Bitch #29" tattooed on my back right shoulder blade in calligraphy letters. We were a few days out of Denver. I was sitting naked in his passenger side seat eating those peanut butter crackers with a color orange not found in nature, looking out the window at the passing landscape when I started to get lightheaded and felt like I was somehow running a high fever and freezing at the same time. I laid back in my seat, my whole world starting to spin. "Jake, I don't feel so well. We might want to pull over." He looked at me for half a second then shook his head. "You're fine, bitch. You're just dehydrated." I put my hand on my forehead and I was burning up, so I poured a bottle of water over my head. "I think I have the flu." He reached over and felt my forehead. "No, you stupid cunt - you're HIV+ now. How the fuck did that happen?" I looked at him blankly. "I'm not doctor, I don't even play one on TV, but it could be because you came in my ass about a dozen times and slammed a vial of your blood into me." I like it when Jake smacks me on the back of the head. It's hot. "No, I mean - how the fuck did it happen so quickly?! I've turned dozens of bitches and I've never seen one this fast!" He asked getting his eyes back on the road. "As I said, you put a vial of poz blood into me, and about a dozen of your loads - that and it was my first time doing anal. If i had to add anything it would be that I really, REALLY wanted to get pozzed so maybe my immune system didn't fight it as hard. Or maybe I already had a cold and my immune system was worn down. Does it really matter?" I asked as I laid my seat back as much as I could. He chuckled. "No, I guess it doesn't. bitch." "I don't want meds, Jake." I said with a moment of clarity. He shook his head. "No one in our network uses them - it's part of being a member. If you need it, there's a case of water under your seat, and some over the counter stuff in the glove box, bitch." Since I've known Jake, he's never used the birth name I gave him at the truck stop. He made it clear that I was a new person now and wasn't allowed to have a name hence the tattoo. He also calls me 'Cunt', 'Whore', or 'Bimbo'. He's so romantic. In response, I chugged a bottle in just a few swallows. "I thought you didn't care about me, Jake." He shook his head. "Believe me, I don't. You're a fucking cum dump to me . I look at you the same way I look at the livestock I haul - but you're no good to me dead, bitch....and no good to anyone else either. You're the 29th bitch I've turned since I got involved in this life." I stared up at the ceiling of the truck, which was spinning. "How long do I have?" He kept his eyes on the road. "It depends. Without meds, some only make it a few years - others can make it past 10. Whatever happens, you're just a fucking AIDS infected cock whore to us." I nodded. "And that's what I wanted, Jake. It's why I didn't get out the first day I woke up. You were right about me...this isn't the life I chose but it's the life I want, and there's no going back." I say as I reach out and take his cock in my left hand, trying to get him hard. "Do you have a wife and kids back in Atlanta, Jake?" I said casually. He shifted in his seat slightly to give me a better angle. "Yes, I do." He was growing slightly in my hand. "Do they know you're in an underground 'whore snatching, infecting with HIV+, passing the bitch off to the next driver' network?" "Of course not, bitch." He said laughing. "Does it turn you on? Knowing that you've infected me...knowing that I'm a worthless cock whore? That I'll be passed around from trucker to trucker for the rest of my life - unless I'm sold overseas? To know that ALL of that turns me on?" He tried to keep his eyes on the road but he wasn't doing a good job. His cock was harder than it had been since I met him. I moved over into his lap, facing him, and slide his cock into me while kissing him on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. "I'm saying thank you, Jake. Thank you for giving me the life I wanted but didn't have the balls to take on my own. For keeping me naked, where I'll spend the rest of my life being passed around like a deck of playing cards to horny truckers that don't give a shit about me. For making me fuck meat. For giving me HIV." I looked out the drivers side window and into traffic. I young man and woman were passing us, I smiled at them as I bounced up and down on Jake's cock, unashamed of who and what I was. Happy for the first time in my life and not giving a damn who else knew it.

OH HELL YA DUDE , it is my ultimate fantasy to find a cum addicted bb bottom that loves to get crazy highhh on party and totally loves to take controll of cock, id love to feel him get aggressive and take a hold of my cock and he tells me he wants to own and control my cock ,,and he is going to milk it over and over and make my cock produce lots of cum to feed his hungry holes ... I once hooked up and got soo major highh partying with 2 bb bottom boys at the same time and they got aggressive and actually made me their slave and totally took control of my cock and balls and worked it all day and night making my balls produce and build up load after load of cum , and would slide their holes down on my cock and pump and pump and pump ,, it was the most intense pleasure my cock ever felt feeling them milking me over and over and milking my cock for longer longer times till my cock surrendered each load .

If you want to fuck a trans guy more than once I'd recommend not referring to him as 'her' and 'she'.

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

It started with an email. I'd been looking to get pozzed for over a year and had come up empty (no pun intended) when, out of the blue, I got an email. He saw my ads on social media. He said he was a trucker and wanted to meet me at the local truck stop for drinks. I walked in and spotted him right away - we made eye contact and I just *knew* he was the guy that emailed me. He was no taller than me, had a bit of a pot belly, but strong muscles and hands. He wore a red and white checkered shirt and blue jeans that he filled out quite nicely!. I extended my hand in a manner to be kissed and he obliged. He had a couple buttons open on his shirt and it was hard to keep my eyes on anything but his chest. His eyes were dreamy but still.... He introduced himself as Jake and we talked about what it was like to be HIV+, how that made life more difficult, my time in the Navy, his life on the road as a livestock trucker, how serious I was about getting pozzed and what that would mean for me, what he wanted from a partner, and so forth. After I returned from the bathroom we talked some more, we shook hands and went our different ways, promising to meet again next time he was in town. And that's when I woke up naked, buckled into his passenger side seat. "Good morning, bitch. How did you sleep?" He asked keeping his eyes on the road. Watching where you're going is *very* important as a livestock trucker. Otherwise you end up with chickens all over the road, and a very entertaining police report. "Where are we and why am I naked in your passenger seat?" I asked just starting to grasp what happened. "Well, we're headed to Omaha and I decided I wanted you as my bitch so I took you." He said slowing the rig down a little to stay under the speed limit. I have my head a good shake. "I don't remember that." "You ordered soda but they must have given you alcohol. You were pretty tipsy when we left the truck stop last night." He explained calmly. "Where are my clothes?" I asked puzzled. "Back in Casper, I think. I got rid of them pretty quickly. For the record, you look fabulous naked." He said changing lanes. "Did you and I....." I began the question but leaving it hang like a male stripper. He shook his head. "No, you were out cold - I don't do that. You ask a lot of questions for a naked man." I shrugged. "Well, in my defense I've never naked in the front seat of an 18 wheeler going 85 MPH. I'd ask for a little leeway. So, what's your plan here, Jake?" He passed some old lady going 30 on the highway. "I told you, you're my bitch. It's your job to be naked and in this cab. You can go from the seat to the cabin behind us but you are to stay naked and you're my fuck meat." *I tried to hide a smile* "Jake, while that's an enticing fantasy, I have a home, a job and a life back where we met." He shook his head. "No, you don't. Not anymore." "Jake, this is kidnapping." I said calmly. He got his truck back in the appropriate lane after passing the old lady. "No it's abduction, not kidnapping. Look bitch, I got the impression last night that your life needed a change. That you were tired of the way things were. That you wanted to be pozzed and wanted to be in a relationship of some kind. It kinda felt like you wanted to do something drastic but didn't have the guts to pull the trigger on it, so I did it for you. Your old life doesn't matter now...who you were, what you did, it's all gone. New start. Your job is to be fucked by me. I'll feed you and take care of you. You're my bitch now. If you really want out, I'll let you out at the next truck stop." I stared out the window at the passing road signs as he continued. "I'm offering you the life you've always dreamed of, bitch. This is it....this is the THE watershed moment that everyone eventually has - the one that defines you, that's a catalyst for everything that comes after." He said getting back up to speed. "Is this love, Jake? Is that what you're looking for?" I asked honestly. He chuckled. "No, of course not. Let me be clear bitch - you're fuck meat to me., nothing more A means to keep my balls drained until we get back to the east coast. Between here and there I can promise I WILL poz you and otherwise take care of you." "And when we get back east? What then?" I asked honestly. For the first time he looked over at me. "Then I pass you along to another trucker so you can do the same for him. It's a lot more common than regular people know. You'll just keep going from trucker to trucker, crossing the country...back and forth, east to west, north to south - maybe even heading overseas to serve men there. But be honest, do you really care?" He put his eyes back on the road while I stared back out the window. "Bitch, this may not be the life you chose but it's the life you want." He said smiling. I looked up at the road just in time to see there was a mile left to the next truck stop. By the time he arrived, I was naked in the cabin, face down, ready for Jake - who did not disappoint me.

To the bottoms who are out of the closet, are you also out as bottoms? I came out to my mom a long time ago and later she found some of my butt toys laying out on my bed. So I just told her I was a bottom and it felt liberating. She had a lot of questions and I just answered them for her. It wasn't bad at all. Now I think pretty much everyone who knows me knows I'm a bottom. I don't advertise it but I don't try to hide it either. To the people who are open about being bottoms to your family and friends, has it been a positive experience?

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.

Oh yes. A straight stud that I suck off says that faggots are the best cocksuckers.

Thank you for helping him discover he's a bare breeding top. My thirsty cunt, and the cunts of every man he breeds, thanks you.

Grindr jackpot. I left work early since I had a meeting in Waikiki. Beautiful day in the islands. My ass was ready to enjoy the glory holes at the theater there. The one and only decent glory hole action on the island. Earlier at work, I was message by a profile. A hot local poly mix guy who seemed interested in me. He really wanted to “use my ass.” I chatted with him but didn’t really expect anything. He was 9 miles away and didn’t think it was going to cum over. I told him I would get off at 6. The picture of his dock looked like a thick one. “Are you clean?” I replied yes. “Can I cum in your ass?” Of course. My first load was a young Asian, small but did the job in fucking my hole and dumping a good size load. I easily milked his cock though the hole. My Grindr showed that my poly mix guy was near. I rush home and lied that I needed time to freshen up. I met him at my place and took him. Fucken cute and hunky muscled guy in his late 20’s. We strip and what I thought was maybe 7 thick was more like 9 1/2 thick. I could not get it all the way in my mouth. I tried and slobber over it. After a short bj to get it wet, he tells me to get on bed. Then it began and lasted way too long. At first I though it would start to feel better but it didn’t. It was so thick it was burning my hole. More lube and spit did not help. More poppers did not help. WTF I’m a pig and that did not help. And he was relentless, pinning me down and using my hole. Punching it and pulling it with his raw dick. I was being rape and could not take it. It was burning me. I thought I was being ripped. I thought I had to pee and cum at the same time. I tried to adjust but he whispered, “lay flat on the bed.” He kept using my hole what felt like eternity. I really had to go to a mental “happy place.” He smashed my face into the pillow. The guy obviously done this before and finally was about to cum. I used my last strength of ass muscle control to clench down and milk him while came. This set him in a giant roar as his flooded and bred my cunt with his fuck seed, making sure he planted his dna deep and bruising my prostrate. He used and fucked me so long. My hole was not itself and was gapping like I was just gangbanged. He left and it was the first time in years that I walked funny. Fuck I want that again.

I went to LIGHTS OUT @Steamworks Toronto yesterday from 4-9PM. I was completely douched and felt relaxed that I was my cleanest inside my daddy hole! I had my sex bag prepared with 2 different lubes and 2 different COLT black butt plugs. On a small blackboard in an alcove, I wrote BB 101. My big square room with a big bed, mirrored, with TV for 8 hours' worth of bb play. Guys pass by and notice who's barebacking. LOAD #1 - oral in me. I met this younger guy in the front gloryhole-dark room area. Short guy (I'm 5'8"), muscular beefy with a cock on the thicker side. I knelt down to suck him. He told he wasn't ready to cum yet, but I continued sucking him off. His cock got bigger and thicker and was pointing north more and more. He didn't last long and provided my mouth with a big salty load. I cleaned it off quickly to thank him. LOAD #2 - oral in me. I had a younger South Asian - perhaps of Indian or Pakistani or from Bangladesh descent, in my room. He was taller than me. We kissed for a bit. He asked to use my biggest butt plug because he said he'd cum faster with it up his ass. He liked the plug back and forth up his boyhole. His cock was about 3" but, boy, could he cum! I got his load as I was plunging the butt plug in and out his ass. He thanked me for getting him to cum! Whatever works, I thought. LOAD #3 - I met a bearded younger guy who wanted my daddy cum. I wonder whether he noticed my blackboard announcement. He took off his towel and closed the door and got to work sucking my cock. I wanted and needed to cum. I asked him to play with my nipples because that'll get me to cum fast. He sucked on my left nipple and squeezed my left nipple. I felt my load moving up my cock. I told him that I was about to cum. He got his mouth in position to suck all my load out. A talented mouth. I'm SO happy he ended my stay at Steamworks last evening! I did not get fucked and seeded but I did have a lot of fun. You never know who you'll meet at LIGHTS OUT @Steamworks!

When I turned 21 a friend threw me a party and arranged for me to swallow 21 loads.

Glad I don't have ovaries in my throat 😋

I fucked a guy this weekend dry. I hooked up with him using fabguys and I was very horny. We played for a bit and I eat his hole. Funnily he then came which was rather sudden and I think he thought our now very quick session was over. However I had a different thought, I scooped up his cum, rubbed it on my rock hard dick and his hole and used it as lube as I slammed it up his arse. With his legs on my shoulders I fucked him hard and deep. He mumbled something about not being fucked and his wife would be due back, I just ploughed on as I needed to cum. I kept going until I unloaded. I’m not sure if he wanted to be fucked or even fucked raw but he now was with my load trickling out of his arse. I put my cock back in my shorts and sat back on the sofa. At which point I heard keys in the door and the fellas wife walked in the house. “Oh you must be phils mate from work” she asked. Phil looked horrified as he told me he was called ian but I calmly said “yeah, you know Phil, always on the job”. She offered me a cup of tea but I declined and made some dumb excuse about needing to get back to sort out my car. I quickly left, got in my car and drove off. Funnily I have now been blocked by “Ian” but my dna May still be in him 🤔😈😈

Actually fell in love with the first guy I sucked off. HOT Puerto Rican mechanic met at a park across from the college I attended. Didn't realize there was always action at that bathroom till that day. Sucked a huge load out of his sweaty musky balls. He'd just left work, smell of a mechanic is still a huge turn on. Sucked him off, went outside, talked a bit, exchanged numbers. Not long after got into relationship. We were together over 2 years in the late 80's. Still kept in touch years after, calling each other on holidays and our shared birthday. Only in about the last year and half have we lost touch.

I would love someone to give me gono or chlamydia!

Wow! I need to find a toxic cum dump fuck hole that’s gono infected to stick my cock in. What my genital warts infected cock in up to my balls. Give me your poz and gono and I’ll gift you my warts.

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

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

This is exactly why you don't get it. In the area I grew up in, there is still only one power company, 1 TV/Inernet company (because of Beavis & Butthead, we lost all music television but CMT) 1 medical center (family practice doctor), and the nearest hospital was 2 towns over, and yes, only one Bakery the next town over. The anti-gay (anti anything different really) feeling was palpable in everything. Basically if they don't feel like providing services to gays/minorities, then you have to just live without that service (which is a pain when there is also only one restaurant/diner). These issues are important BECAUSE of small town America.

Chapter VI We all sat around for a while talking. Not about what had just happened, only chit chat. Nigel and I could not make eye contact. Randy was even somewhat subdued. After about a half hour, Randy excused himself and left for home. Nigel and I sat around, not talking for awhile. Then we got up and headed to bed. Once we were in bed, did we start to talk about what had happened. I told him I had seen the tattoo on Randy's back the last time he was here, but had not said anything because I didn't think there would ever be a need to. Nigel told me he had not intended to do anything more than make-out a little and maybe just give Randy a handjob. He had just got carried away in the moment and when Randy had stuck his fingers up his ass he had wanted it all. When he had looked up and saw me standing there, he was going to stop, but when Randy had made me grab his cock and told me to make the decision and I had guided that beautiful cock to his entrance and pushed it in, he was lost to his lust and could not stop. We kissed then and soon fell asleep. For the next couple of days we talked very little about what had happened. We still kept in contact with Randy and did not really blame him for what had been done. We even dropped by the restaurant for supper on the third day after the deed. Randy informed us that he had found out that Justin might be interested in him. We thought that would be great. As per usual, though, Nigel and Randy could still not quit their unabashed flirting. I found myself doing the same. Randy was just too charming and hot to resist. We found ourselves inviting him over, again, this time just for drinks and talk. This time we were on for Saturday evening at about 8. This time, when Randy showed up, he had a bottle of Rum and a case of Coke. He also brought another vid for us to watch. We sat around, just talking and enjoying our drinks for a while. We didn't bring up the last time, just chitchat about nothing in particular. Of course, we were still all flirting like normal for us since Randy was so nice and so damn hot. We all had at least three quite strong drinks. Being hot as it was and drinking, none of us had on anything but shorts. It was quite apparent the between the drinks and the flirting that all of us were tenting our shorts a little and when we brought up a mention of Justin, Randy very definitely stood up tall. It was very obvious that he had the hots for his co-worker as every mention made his cock twitch in his shorts. Nigel and I found great pleasure in bringing UP the subject often. We finally decided to put in the video to see what it was like. This was probably not a good idea, but we didn't realize that until later. Like before, Randy had brought another pozzing video, This time, we all sat on the couch, with Nigel on one side of Randy and me on the other side. I kind of did this thinking it would inhibit any more play between them. The movie was actually, maybe, a little hotter than the last one. Randy leaned back and put his arms up, basically around both Nigel and me. Nigel and I found ourselves actually leaning on Randy's chest. As the movie heated up, I caught myself reaching, almost without thinking, to take ahold of Randy's cock. My hand encountered Nigel's hand already there. We quickly exchanged looks and then I looked up just in time to meet Randy leaning down and our lips met in a deep hot kiss. When we broke the kiss, I looked down to see that Nigel had Randy's cock out and was sucking it. I was upset again, as this was what I had tried to avoid. I looked over a little to find that Nigel's shorts were off of him and Randy had what looked like at least three fingers buried up Nigel's ass. As I turned back, Nigel quit sucking that poz bbc and I felt Randy's hand push my head down towards his cock and I found myself opening my mouth and swallowing it into my throat even. I could taste his precum and it was delicious. I sucked it in as deep as I could, savoring it happily. I knew I should stop, but the taste and the knowledge that this was so wrong was too much for me. I then felt Randy lift me up al the way onto the couch so I was on my knees and then he tugged my shorts down and as I lifted up a little, he pulled them all the way off of me. He then caressed my ass, found my hole and pressed a finger rather roughly into me. I gasped and rose up off of his cock, but as I did so, his other hand stopped me. I looked over to see Nigel just pulling Randy's shorts all the way off of him. He then fell backwards onto the couch on his back with both legs in the air and spread wide apart. Then Randy roughly rammed three fingers up his hole, again. I sucked Randy for all I was worth, hoping to get him to cum in my mouth, as I was sure if I stopped, he would immediately have me, line up his cock to breed Nigel again with his POZ BBC. I knew I would not stop him either and would help slide it into Nigel's hole willingly. Randy's finger in my own hole quickly became two and then three of them roughly running in and out of me and scraping also at times with his fingernails. Even rough, it felt amazing and Nigel must be feeling the same as I could hear his moans of pleasure. This went on for a good twenty minutes and as I came up for a breath of air, Randy all at once pulled me across his body, twisting away from me as he did so. I had to grab around his waist with one arm and as I started to grab on with my other one, his fingers came out of my hole. He grabbed around me completely, getting ahold of my hand in his and placing them around his cock in a tight grip. His other hand came out of Nigel's hole and he was guiding his cock with my hand wrapped around it towards Nigel's hole, again. He let go of my hand and I could not stop myself from pushing it into my loved one's wide open and very red hole. I let go of Randy's cock and watched it slide in deeper and deeper until it was all in. No sooner did it bottom out than, Randy started fucking Nigel hard and fast. He also, started ramming his fingers fast and rough in my hole. I gasped and was moaning with pain and pleasure at the same time. It was wild beyond belief, watching that POZ BBC destroying my boyfriend's ass, Randy also sucking on Nigel's beautiful toes and his fingers doing magic in my hole. Randy traded back and forth kissing Nigel and I. When not kissing him, I just kept staring down at his cock pounding away at my boyfriend's hole. It was amazing, watching that huge black cock going into and out of that very pale hole. Randy kept up a fast, hard pace for a good 15 more minutes, then I could actually see his cock swell some more and his balls pull up tight and then could see his cock start to throb as he buried it deep and told Nigel he was getting another hot load of his toxic cum. As he said this, Nigel's little cock erupted too. I leaned in lapping it up off of his stomach. Then before I realized what was happening, Randy pulled his cock from Nigel's hole, flipped me onto my back, and pulling his fingers out of my hole, scraping me with his fingernails doing so, drove his still giant hard cock deep into my own hole. I had not counted on this and tried to push him off but he was too big and strong and had me pinned down. He reached down with both hands and grabbed my legs, lifting them up and apart as he bottomed out in me. I could only gasp as I had never had anything that big in me ever. Randy then leaned down and kissed me deeply as he started to fuck me hard. He broke off the kiss to look into my eyes and then Nigel was leaning in and kissing me and then asking me, doesn't that feel fantastic. I couldn't answer, but only moan with the pleasure that huge poz bbc was causing me. It seemed to go on and on forever, but was really probably a good 45 minutes. It was heaven on Earth and then Randy buried his cock deep into me, grinding hard as he whispered to me to take his hot hot hot load of cum. I felt my own cock spew out my cum onto my chest and Nigel was slurping it up and then kissing me, sharing what might be my last load of neg cum.

Author's note: This section of the story is more story than sex, but it sets up later narrative. Enjoy. 3 When i came to the cop is cuddling me, my head on his chest. "Hey baby" Matty said as he grabbed my face and we made out like teenagers, swapping the cum we swallowed minutes ago. "How long have i been out?" I asked when we came up for air "Just five minutes" Matty said. "You ok?" "Yeah i am ok" i said as i nuzzle on his fat nipple. "My ass is sore but otherwise i am fine. And fucking hell you were rough tonight!" I playfully slapped him on his chest. Matty chuckled. It has been just more than 9 months since my pig conversion event in the middle of nowhere with someone i used to know as hickdad online, whose real name is Dave. That was when i met Matty, who was one of Dave's pig boys. We got to know each other a bit when i was there, and when i went back to the city we stayed in contact by phone and online. Turns out underneath that raunchy pig slut, there is a sweet guy who just want to find someone just as filthy and slutty to share a life with, so after a couple of months of phone sex and sweet talk on Facetime, he packed his stuff, said goodbye to Dave, and moved into my apartment in the city's gay neighborhood. We spent the first week of his arrival mostly in bed with each other, only to venture out for drinks and food at night. I introduced him to some of my friends, who practically came in their pants as they eye raped him. We signed up to the same gay-heavy gym in the area, and found a trainer who can supply us with the right "supplements" to get bigger. Matty is fascinated by life in a city, since he grew up in the country with a limited life as a gay dude. I took him to the bathhouse, where we caused a stir when we "pimped" each other out for some old fashioned raw piggy fun. I won the bet by taking one more load than him. As "punishment", i get to fuck him when we got home, sticking my dick into his cum slicked hole until we both bust our pent up loads. Matty soon found a job as a cop. The city's police department was looking for a openly gay dude who can be part of a team that deals with issues in the neighborhood, and with his good country boy looks and a degree from community college he is basically a shoo-in for the academy. After graduation, he got stationed in the gay neighborhood's precinct. Meanwhile, i took a new job working at home as a computer tech. Anyway, back to the present. We lift, we work, we fuck around. We loved roleplaying, and we love being degenerate cum pigs, but you cant just invite strangers to your house to steal all your shit, so once in a while I would go rent a motel room not far away and open my hole for anonymous dicks. If Matty is working the late shift, he would come and use me last, sometimes pretending he is just a random cop, breed me full of his cum, and then we would go home together. That night after the motel we went home with some pizza and a 6-pack of beer. Just as we are finishing our food, Matty's phone rang. "Hey boys!" the gruff voice of Daddy Dave appears "Hi Dave" we said. We exchanged plesantries and small talk. Although Matty moved away to be with me, they are still good friends and he didnt hold a grudge against me for "stealing" Matty from him. We talked about our sex lives, our apartment, and Dave's friends. Scum moved out of state to dodge a warrant, and Sean shacked up with the formerly married guy from the factory. Bubba, the big fat poz dude who fucked the cum out of me, is apparently back in jail for beating up a gay dude who won't sleep with him. "He could have just called me" i said to all three of us laughing "Anyway," Dave said "Joe is coming to some bodybuilder competition to try out, so I am gonna come to the city with him. You guys want to get together?" "Yeah!" we both shouted into the phone. We got the date and time of the event and told Dave we will try to clear our schedule for some fun. Soon enough the day arrived. It was a friday, so we both arranged an extra day off and drove to the convention center hotel by the airport. 4 (Dave's POV) Knock knock I opened the door to see my two pig boys standing there. "Daddy Dave!" they said in unison as they entered. "Hey hows it going guys?" I said as i gave each of them a hug and a grope. They both look really great. Cory, the younger one is more solid and built than he used to, while Matty is as beefy as ever. Honestly, I can't believe this fucking cockslut that would sit on any dick within 50 miles has become a fucking cop! We sat on the beds and chat while Joe is still getting ready in the bathroom. For such a butch guy he is as fussy as a bitch when it comes to his grooming. Matty is regaling me about his adverntures in the city, going to the baths and clubs with Cory and having fun roleplaying, and I have never seen him so happy. In a way, i am proud that i was the catalyst that brought these two piggy boys together, and I am glad Matty finally found someone who can understand and love him. The bathroom door opened and Joe came out wearing nothing but his posing suit. 5 "Fucking hell" I thought as i saw Joe for the first time in over half a year. Dave's roid dealer has transformed from a 350-pound bloated muscle beast to a leaned out 300 pound muscle monster for the competition. In his bloated state he is already hot as fuck, but now he is absolutely huge and shredded, his posing thong leaving nothing to the imagination. I have no idea how he manage to keep his junk in that thing, but the tiny shred of fabric looks like it is about to rip itself apart. "Hey guys" Joe grinned as he greeted us "Thanks for coming" "Hey buddy" Matty got off the bed and gave him a hug. "This is Cory, you didnt know his name back then but you remember him, don't you?" my boy said with a sly grin. "Hey yeah!" Joe came over and gave me a bear hug. He is still just as literally hot as i remembered him pounding my hole back then. "Look at you! you look like you packed on some muscles yourself!" "Not as much as you!" I said as i started feeling his biceps. "Damn thats massive" "You like it?" Joe said as he strike a double bicep, showing off. He looks so good that neither Matty nor I can resist and we both started to kissing his biceps and rubbing his sucked in roided gut before moving towards his delicious nipples. "Oh Fuck" Joe moaned as we licked his tits. The bulge in his posing strap grows, straining what little fabric ther is covering it. His cock is getting harder and harder, peaking out from the side of the strap. "Fuck, boys please stop" Joe pulled both of us away from his nipples. His entire body is flushed and his roid gut is heaving. "Fucking hell! My bodybuilding coach said i can't have sex until its all done, and i am so fucking horny i would cum in my thong." He said sheepishly. To see a hypermasculine redneck his size embarassed is almost too adorable for words, but we promised to leave his sexiness alone until he is done. He slipped on a tank top and some sweats and we went down to the convention center. Thanks to being on Joe's "team" we are allowed to go into the backstage area of the competition. The place smells of nothing but tosterone and sweat. Dave escorted Joe to his prep area while we wander around the hall. Numerous musle guys are parading around in the skimpiest briefs and jocks and pumping themselves up in preperation to go on stage. Aside from the competitors themselves, the room is full of muscle daddies and boys who are here to help their friends and clients prepare. We turned a corner and came face to face with the hot bodybuilder who fucked me in the motel not long ago. He recognized me and smiled. "Hey, how are you? You look great!" I said as we shook hands. "Thanks! I am competing in the heavyweight division today. By the way my name is Pete" He said. I introduced myself and Matty to him and we talked for a while about lifting, supplements and whatever. While we are talking he was slathering tanning lotion all over himself, making his skin darker to show off his shredded build and obscuring all his tatts including the biohazard symbol on his gut. Just as we are above to split, Pete handed me a card with a number on it. "Hey listen," He whispered into my ear "This is not a good time to talk, but some of us are planning for some fun in one of the clubs after the show. Call me tomorrow" He winked. The show went without a hitch. we cheered on Joe and Pete as they appear on the stage. Neither won, but we got to see almost-naked men showing off their bodies and it was a fun experience. Afterwards, Dave and Joe went to get a bite with us before both need to get some well-deserved sleep. 6 The next day is a Saturday. I woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and someone eating my hole. Matty is probing his tongue into my pig cunt and it feels fucking amazing. "Oh fuck me" I cooed as Matty slide up my body and probe my slob-up hole with his thick dick. We both groaned as it slipped inside my well-used pig cunt. Gentle fucking turned into a pound-fest as Matty screwed me in multiple positions all over our bed. "Oh fuck baby i am gonna cum" Matty growled in my face as he pounds my cunt on my back. "Fuck it feels so good fucking breed my hole baby" I moaned as he start jacking my rock hard boner in his hand. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck" Matty screamed as i can feel this dick throb and his load swimming up my hole. Then he froze up and i can feel this dick still hard and pulsing. "Fuck i gotta piss. You want my piss babe?" "Yeah put that fucking piss in me" I said as he unleashed his morning piss inside, filling me up. "Take my piss up your cunt you fucking pig" he growled as we kissed while his hand stroke my clit. "Oh FUCK i am gonna cum" the presssure from his piss and his dick pushed me over the edge as my pig bro rub on my cockhead and spurts of cum blasted out of my tool. The first shot landed right on my nipple and Matty wasted no time to suck it off my tit, making my hole spasm against his tool while my pig clit finish unloading between our bellies. His cock is still firmly lodged in my hole when the phone rings. Matty strated to pull out to grab it. I wrap my legs around his body. "Hold on babe, you cant pull out, its gonna spill all over the place and I dont want to wash the sheets again. It would be the third time this week" I grinned "Ok hold on" Matty said as he reached over and grabbed the buttplug off the nightstand and in one swift move exchanges his dick with the plug in my hole. Then he answered the phone. "Hey Dave" "Hey boys. Morning" Dave said while he tried to suppress a yawn. "Hows it going" "Good, just finished screwing my morning load and piss into Cory" He said as i waddled to the bathroom to unload my hole's contents. "Good boy! Anyway, Joe is asking if you guys have any plans tonight. He wants to see if you are up for some fun" "Sure, let me check with Cory and call you back" Matty joined me in the shower. We kissed as i started lathering up both of us. "Joe and Dave said they want to have some fun tonight, any ideas?" Matty asked "I guess we can take him to the bathhouse. Or the sex club. Wait... Remember the muscle guy who fucked me in the motel last time? He gave me his number to call and he wants to have some fun too." "Maybe we should give him a call" We sipping our reheated coffee while i dialed the mystery number. "Pete here" "Hey this is Cory from yesterday..." "HEY! so glad you called. Anyways, a bunch of guys who are at the show are planning to get together in the Steam Bathhouse tonight. Would love for you and your man to come and be the feature attraction. Now that we are done with the show we really need to get our rocks off" Matty and I looked at each other. Both of us got hard instantly. "Sure" I said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible as Matty got on his knees and start sucking on my boner. "Wha-wha-what time?"

Just got back from Cum Union in Atlanta. Took 17 loads and 20+ different cocks! My hole is wrecked and leaking cum.

You raise some interesting points. First, it would depend on why they wanted to do porn and where they thought it might take them as to how I would feel about it. But, I did a better job of raising them than my parents did with me so I doubt that they would go that direction. Then again, I never expected to become a porn star in my forties either lol. You comments about me living the life I've lead with kids in the house and about setting my own desires aside for their benefit requires commentary. First, my two youngest were only 5 & 6 years old when I became a single dad. I was also dealing with cancer at the time. Focusing on them, and their loss, was my number one priority. I became a stay at home dad so that I never had to send them to day care. They were my life. That first five years I went without sex completely. Five years. So yes, I've put my own desires aside for their benefit anytime and everytime it was necessary. To look at my internet personae would give a different impression, but that is just about getting men off. It's not a biography. I'm a damn good dad and I've got three amazing human beings as proof of that. My kids are awesome people. I believe they are who they are because I raised them with unconditional love and acceptance. They have never known neglect. I started dating men again when they were in middle school. Not recklessly or in a promiscuous way. At least not that they ever could see. Oh sure I'm a total slut in the bedroom, but kids don't want to know that about their dad. I've relaxed a bit, maybe too much, since they have been in college. I mean they are adults now. But I realized recently that I must be more discrete for the simple fact that I don't want to set an example for them of being promiscuous. At this point they think its funny and cool that dad is hot, but I don't really want them thinking of me that way. As for you question about my fear of them finding out about my porn career, yes I fear that. I never expected it to take off and become what it has. I have people in real life who have known me for years as a committed single dad and who also know my online identity. Some of them think it's awesome, others have asked if I've lost my mind. All I know is that I just don't want it to hurt them. I do not want to shock them. I don't think they would actually watch my videos, I mean who wants to watch their dad have sex? I just hope that if they do ever find out, that they will just be impressed by the success I've had with it. And I will position it as an erotic art experiment, and hopefully they will just roll their eyes at me and go on. It's my siblings I worry more about finding out. My kids will love me no matter what. I also fear what it might do to my real career. Do people want to buy art from a porn star? It could ruin me. Then again, it didn't hurt Andy Warhol or Jeff Koons. Who knows, it just might be the thing that makes me valuable. I don't know. I'm just along for the ride to see where it takes me. And having a blast.