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As many of you know, I have been chasing for over three years, and have had 2 flakes that SAID they would gift me. I have found another gifter that will be traveling to Orlando, and Im confident that he WILL be the one to share his gift with me. Like the others, we have chatted online, but somehow he feels different than the other two flakes. Some of this, he already knows, and Ive encouraged him to read this without public comment here. He has indicated that he thinks its HOT that I write about the way that I want my pozzing to happen, and see what others have to say about it. Although this is in the fiction section, it is truly my desire and hope it becomes a reality. My potential gifter is actually my dream come true. My first two potential gifters were NOT my ideal type, but I just wanted someone to impregnate me with their toxic seed. The first led me on for well over a year. He was around my age, and sounded great. Our conversations were GREAT and always got me hard. From the stories of the college bois hes infected, to his two live in lovers, and the incest between him and several of his legal age sons. I guess I should have known that it was a bit much, He always hesitated to send me a picture of his cock, but when he did, it was comparable to mine, which is nothing to brag about The second was someone older than me. Id say hes an old school leather pig. I was confident that he would be the one to gift me while he was visiting Orlando, but then all of a sudden his travel plans "changed, or so he said. The ONE good thing about hook up aps is that you can tell when someone is close. Mine indicated he was, yet he said he was elsewhere. Enough about the past, let me talk about my third potential gifter. As they say, "The third time is a charm!" Like me, he was primarily a bottom, until he was gifted, and he decided to share the gift with others. Hes not opposed to living with someone that he gifts. Although I think this is a long shot, I would LOVE to have a relationship with my gifter. Someone who would be there with me to comfort me while going through the fuk flu stages, and still be there to pump his seed into me while doing so. Someone to encourage me to spread my seed once I converted, and be with me while each of us had sex with others. He has an AMAZING cock, something which the others really didn't have. So on to how I would like our gifting session would be. My potential gifter will be traveling to Orlando and staying in a motor home while here. He said he would be able to host, and encouraged a two day stay to help insure the meeting was a success. I do have a bf, but the sex isn't great, and although we are 'OPEN' I found out he has been fooling around behind my back. Anyhow, I see myself pulling up to my gifters motor home, knocking on the door, He tells me to come in, and when I do, he is sitting there in only his jock. His cock is already rock hard, and I can see signs of pre cum on his jock, and I immediately drop to my knees, and start to worship his cock. He doesn't let me work his cock for long, and tells me good things come to those who wait. He instructs me to strip down to my jock, and sit next to him. My cock doesn't always get rock hard, but it is now, straining against my jock. He cops a quick feel, but then he tells me he wants to talk about what is about to happen. As we talk, my cock starts straining inside my jock, and I start to precum. Its with GREAT relief that he says he wants to fully inspect me, and them make me a part of him. I stand up and he buries his face in my ass, eating my hungry hole. Its not long before he slips in one, two then three fingers, telling me how much his cock is going to love my tight hole. He turns me around, and sucks my cock, and I quickly blow my load down his throat, as he tells me that will be the last negative load I ever shoot. He deep kisses me, and shares some of my load with me, but saves some to lube my ass with. He leads me over to the bed, and instructs me to get on all fours to receive my gift. I do as instructed, and he begins to tease my hole by rubbing his cock on it, and although Im sure he knows that I want his gift, he continues to ask me if Im sure. When I least expect it, he drives his poz cock in me balls to the wall. He doesn't aggressively breed me though, just slow and passionate, with occasional hard thrusts. Through prior chats, he knows that I want to be on my back as he releases his gift inside me. After 10-15 minutes, he instructs me to get on my back. I know the time is coming soon. As I roll over, he first gives me the deepest and most passionate kiss Ive ever had. He starts to thrust much harder, but yet not overly aggressively. His rhythm picks up, and I know I am about to receive his gift. He begins to get very verbal, and before he deposits his first load, he once again asks if I want to be a part of the brotherhood. Not long after I said yes, he unloads deep in me. His cock pulses like no other I have ever felt. As he shoots he tells me that I am now his. After he shoots, he keeps his cock in me until it got soft and slipped out. He then rolled me over and inserted a large plug up my ass telling me his seed needs to seep in. He then suggests that we rest, as it will be a long night of breeding. He spoons up next to me, with his cock near my ass. It wasn't long before I felt his cock getting hard again, and he removed the plug for our second breeding. This time he is more verbal and aggressive with me, which I LOVED. He first worked his fingers in me, scratching the inside of my ass to make it more likely to absorb his toxic seed, He took his fingers out of my ass, and made me suck the blood from them. Shortly after he seeds me again. This continues through the night. After the second session, he takes a sharpie that I brought along and writes "Poz loads received" on my ass as I requested, By the next morning, we were at 4. It was a long but fun night, and he suggested we have some breakfast, as the day would be even longer. We went out for breakfast, and after I suggested that we go to a local bar and see if I could receive other loads, He LOVED the idea, and said my marked ass would be a GREAT advertisement. We had a great breakfast, and then headed to a bar with an outside play area. I only took two loads there, not sure if my ass marking helped or hurt. He also took several loads while there. We somewhat gave up, and headed back to his motor home where we once again began to breed. By dinner, my load count was up to 8. Surely I was gifted by now! He made a wonderful dinner for me, sitting naked at the table with only a plug up my ass. After dinner, he asked if I was ready for a creamy desert, KNOWING that I was. After breeding, he suggests that we take a power nap, as the night was young, but would be intense. That it was. By the morning, I had 12 hash marks on my ass. The next morning, I told him I had a surprise for him. I had lined up several poz tops, telling them that my gifter MAY want to whore me out to celebrate. He LOVED the idea, and told me that he also had plans for me. He told me that he knew about my plans for a group rape, and that one of the guys that I had chatted with about the possibility was in fact someone that he had gifted, He refused to tell me who it was though. Two of the four guys that I invited actually showed up. Before they arrived, I was tied spread eagle to the bed with my ass up. Once they arrived, my gifter said he would be both the first and the last to breed me. This time was different. He fucked me with more aggression than ever. Although he was verbal before, NOTHING like this time. To him I was just a piece of meet wanting to get knocked up. And I LOVED it. My gifter was indeed the first and the last to breed me. The other two were just as aggressive as him. Using me as a random cum dump. At this point I didn't really care. If I haven't already started conversion, it would be a miracle. By the end of the day, I had 18 hash marks on my ass. One of the "guest breeders' left after 2 loads in me, but the other stayed the night. Im not sure, but guessing the one that stayed had also been knocked up by my gifter. Once confirmed poz, I guess I will know by the strain. The three of us fucked again that next morning, bringing my final load count to 21. I was plugged, and sent on my way.

Part 45 - No Doubts It was dark when they returned home exhausted from the day at Liongate, having laughed so much to all the swimming they did. Javier was so happy and excited he bounded up the stairs like a puppy who just got free run of the house, they kissed good night and went to their rooms, Ben looking back shaking his head smiling and wondering what had happened to make him this way. Franco collapsed on the sofa flicking the TV on to sit and watch an episode of Big Little Lies, he had become a fan since Nicky took them on set to watch it being filmed. Stefan came back in to the lounge grabbed a couple of sodas and sat down next to Franco in silence watching with him until the credits rolled. "She is so good" Franco said finishing his soda. Stefan nodded "It's funny watching her now I know her" he said. Franco looked at Stefan then leaned over and kissed him "What's that for?" Stefan asked smiling. Franco stood up and held out his hand to Stefan who took it and felt himself being pulled up off the sofa. Franco held on to Stefan's hand tightly and kissed him again looking him in the eye then turning he began to walk towards his room holding Stefan firmly. There was no hesitation from Stefan he felt the time was right for them to spend the night together. As they stepped in to Franco's room he closed the door looking at it for a moment hoping that he had judged things right, when he turned Stefan stood close and his arms were already pulling Franco in and wrapping around his body. Both men were hungry for the other but neither of them knew how much they really did wanted each other, their lips met and parted quickly kissing deep and with urgency, hands roaming over bodies lifting their t-shirts off and stopping their kissing to quickly discard their clothing. Standing naked kissing and walking clumsily towards the bed, Stefan fell back and Franco held on tight kissing and biting each others lips gently as he landed on top. Their arms wrapping around each other they kissed harder and deeper rolling around on the bed bodies wriggling to get closer. Franco rolled on top again and slipped downwards finding Stefan's nipple he licked and sucked briefly hearing Stefan moan. His tongue circled each nipple and began running it's way further down his body, ignoring his cock he felt the tongue work around it licking and kissing until he reached Stefan's balls. His mouth opened and sucked gingerly eliciting a squeal of joy from Stefan, slowly he worked his way up along the shaft closing his mouth around the head of Stefan's cock, tasting him for the first time he gently increased the pressure and depth of his sucking, his eyes watching as Stefan arched his back clawing at the sheets. Stefan's hands grabbed Franco's head pulling him further down getting his cock in to Franco's throat 'oh fuck' Stefan moaned several times until the cool air rushed around the his cock being released from Franco's mouth gagging leaving a string of his saliva connecting them. His legs pushed up and Franco playfully bit at his ass cheeks moving inwards until his tongue found his hole. Franco licked hard upwards and he could feel the trembling in Stefan's legs, his hands gripped the sheets moaning loudly head rolling from side to side, Stefan was in shock at his own uncontrollable aroused state never imagining that Franco would be so dominant in the bedroom. He was out of control and couldn't and didn't want Franco to stop, the tongue flickering around his hole depositing saliva before finally pushing in. Stefan raised his ass almost shooting his load in orgasm feeling the warm tongue licking and probing inside his hole. Franco had never felt urges like this with any other guy, he wanted to fuck him and he wanted to fuck him now but doing so he knew he would cum straight away. Teasingly he kissed and blew cool air over the hole feeling Stefan's legs trembling again, his kissing moved up along his inner thigh and Stefan relaxed his heart beating fast intoxicated from rush of desire speeding around his body, his legs came to rest on the bed parted by Franco's body who now leaned forward and gently bit on Stefan's lower lip tugging at him to open his mouth. Stefan slipped one hand behind Franco's neck and pulled him forward sinking his tongue in to Franco's mouth kissing him with more urgency than ever, his other hand moving around Franco's back. Franco leaned further forward pushing Stefan's legs up and around his hips. Franco stopped kissing and looked him in the eye "You know I am poz?" Stefan said looking up at him. "Yes" Franco replied positioning himself in to a perfect missionary position poised to connect their bodies and make love. Stefan struggled to push Franco up "Wait, there are condoms in the bedside draw" he said pinned under Franco. Franco looked at him "No, I want to do this properly with you" he whispered seductively kissing him again. Stefan could feel Franco's hefty piece of meat against his hole from the gentle movements Franco's hips now gesturing as his hole, gradually he was pulling his hips away and Stefan felt his cock moving. He was under no illusion that Franco was about to fuck him feeling the cock working downwards, the head was now rubbing and pressing just above his hole. He knew this was going to hurt somewhat but he still pulled Franco forward and kissed him as he felt Franco's cock finally pressing harder it slipped down a few millimetres and penetrate in to his ass swiftly. Stefan's hands gripped Franco by the shoulders partly in shock but also struggling to take his Latino cock knowing that only the head had penetrated him, he moaned and gasped catching his breath and found himself looking up in to the eyes that stared back at him. Franco slowed and showed consideration letting his cock rest and allowing Stefan to adjust, kissing his neck and moving around to his ear lobe he nibbled tantalisingly then 'Do you want me Stefan?' he whispered to him moving back towards Stefan mouth 'Of course I do' he answered arching his back feeling the cock pushing deeper in to his body, his mouth attached again to Franco's his moaning increased taking more of Franco's cock and kissing him back matching the vigour Franco was showing. Stefan found a new submissive side that would only ever surface with Franco, he relaxed wanting him to make love to him as the thrusts came slow and hard to start with allowing them both enjoy the sexual freedom and intimacy together. Franco's pent up desire for Stefan played out over the course of an hour, he quickly learnt how to control his orgasm holding his cock inside with just enough hip movement, several times nearly tipping over the edge, his body telling him to do it and his head and heart wanted to enjoy and savour this moment. His arms wrapped around Stefan's head and neck holding him close kissing him on the mouth, face and neck keeping themselves close to each other. Franco looked into Stefan's ice blue eyes even more turned on, he kissed him harder tongues twining, lips pressing and sliding. Chest to chest Franco could feel Stefan's erection against his stomach his own cock caressing deep inside Stefan's ass, he made small pleading noises in his throat. Franco began a steady rhythm of gentle rapid thrusts his mouth left to kiss and suck and nip at Stefan's neck but again his eyes were drawn to Stefan's that seemed to be smiling up at him. Stefan touched and teased, caressed and stroked until Franco's breaths came long and deep, each one an almost-moan of pleasure. Their lips pressed together and Franco felt his body go in to a transient state, pushing his hips down hard 'yes' Stefan moaned feeling the beginnings of Franco's orgasm. The moaning and grunting came from deep in his body, he felt the force of his seed being fired from his cock collapsing on top of Stefan his body quivering and jolting as each load left his cock passing in to Stefan's body. Stefan grasped tighter as Franco collapsed on top of him, feeling a whole new world of enjoyment had just opened up and having not just sex but someone who really wanted to make love to him and share the experience. His cock subjected to the constant massaging by Franco's stomach climaxed ejecting his seed between their stomachs. His body starved of this kind of affection woke and responding to gentle post orgasm thrusts from Franco his legs and arms clamped lovingly around Franco's body never wanting to let him go. Franco breathed heavily against his ear, neither of them spoke laying there in the after glow dozing from tiredness. His legs unfurled from around Franco's body falling into a slumber, his ass half full of Franco's still erect cock. Franco kissed Stefan's ear and neck fully relaxed and very happy straining to keep his eyes open, finally his eyelids lowered, his lips pressed up against Stefan's neck falling asleep as he kissed him. The lightning flashed brilliantly through the room followed by aloud clap of thunder waking them both. Stefan turned his head to face Franco who was running his hand through Stefan's short hair toying with it and stroking the side of his face. Stefan leaned forward and pressed his lips against Franco's kissing gently. "We fell asleep" Stefan said caressing Franco's back giggling. Franco gently extracted his cock from Stefan's ass "That was amazing" he said rolling on to his back. "You don't need to tell me Franco, no one has ever made love to me like that" Stefan replied looking at him. Franco smiled at him "So you want to do this again?" he asked stroking Stefan's chest. Stefan chuckled "Oh yes definitely, but not tonight my ass is a little sore from the surprise" he leaned forward and kissed Franco. Franco was drawn back to the ice blue eyes and realisation washed over him that he was really falling in love with Stefan. He found it a little embarrassing and rolled on to his opposite side, Stefan turned off the bedside light and pulled the sheet up as another flash of lightning filled the room, he cuddled up to Franco wrapping his arm over him and parking his cock between Franco's ass cheeks. Both quickly feel asleep their bodies touching as close as they could spending their first night together as new lovers. Javier was up early having had a restless night thanks largely to the storm that lasted several hours before finally moving off. Adept at making coffee now he put on the drip filter and went to sit outside watching the first rays of sun filtering through the trees, wondering how he was going to explain to Ben and Mark that he was going to the beach without them. He would be meeting Pedro at midday on the corner of St Pierre and St Cloud but felt devious if he didn't tell them since they had opened up their home to him. He stood and walked back in to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee and retrieved his phone from the sofa where he left it the previous day. He sat down again outside his thoughts interrupted when Mark appeared on the terrace. "Morning Javy" Mark said sitting opposite Javier. Javier stood up "Morning I made coffee do you want one?" he asked Mark. "Thanks yes please. What is on your mind Javy" he called out to Javier. "What makes you think that?" Javier called back from the kitchen. "You were sat out here thinking Javy" Mark replied turning his head to look at him. Jacker walked back from the kitchen "I have to go out at midday" he said handing the mug to Mark. Mark raised an eyebrow "Don't keep secrets Javy it is not how we live" he replied. Javier sat down "But if I tell you I don't want a big deal" he looked pleadingly at Mark. "Go on" Mark said sipping his coffee "but I probably all ready know" he smiled looking at Javier. "Did he say something?" Javier asked looking a little shocked. Mark chuckled "Maybe" he paused "I was asked if he could take you out today". Javier looked down at his mug "So much for privacy" he said turning the mug in his hand. Mark smiled "Javy we won't get involved but for what it's worth he confessed to liking you" he said. Javier laughed "Hold on we don't even know each other" he said cheering up. "Just be yourself Javy and don't be afraid to be open and honest with him" Mark said reassuringly. Javier smiled "We kissed yesterday" he said waiting for Mark to respond who just looked and smiled "How was it with you and Ben?" he asked. Mark smiled and touched Javier's hand "You know Ben was so scared of getting involved with me at first" he said fondly remembering. Javier looked up surprised "Really?". Mark nodded "He hadn't really come out and when I first saw him at the party I just fell in love and wanted him badly". "Was he easy?" Javier asked giggling as Mark burst out laughing. "Far from it. Took several dates and one snow storm before anything happened" Mark said finishing his coffee. Javier smiled "He did alright for himself though" he said referring to the house. Mark chuckled "He had no idea who I was, he thought I was just Angelo's friend and assistant at work". Javier looked thoughtful at him "Did you... I mean did you just not tell him about you?" he asked. Mark shook his head "Partly, Angelo was my escape from reality, I could just be Mark, hidden away". "You mean out of sight out of mind" Javier said in a understanding manner. Mark smiled "Exactly, Angelo keeps me grounded. But marrying Ben has changed all that and I knew it would". Javier laughed "Did he freak out when you told him?" Javier asked Mark laughed "I didn't, it came out at Thanksgiving his step fathers sisters did that and he called me to ask. I guess it was more shock". "So what did you do?" Javier asked keen to find out as he knew Ben's step aunties and what they were like. Mark chuckled "Drove round to his house and proposed to him there and then" he sighed "it was a massive gamble but it paid off". Javier smiled "Well it would do, he totally adores you. You know he hates people buying him things". "That I know to well, my father keeps spoiling him rotten, the BMW outside" Mark said "I told him not to". "Yes but I can see how much your parents love him" Javier said in a knowing way to Mark. Mark smiled "They love him like a son and it is more than I could hope for. They really like you as well" he said. Javier half smiled "They do?" he asked "probably out of pity" he suggested. "Not at all Javy, you are Ben's friend from Harrison that is all they know" Mark said. "Pedro seems to like working at Liongate" Javier said and was about to ask a question before Mark stopped him. "And I am not going to tell you about him, that you have to discover with him" Mark said closing the subject. Javier looked down at his mug "What if it doesn't work out though are people going to hate me?". Mark held his hand "No Javy you just need to be ready and go in open minded and open hearted". Javier stood up "More coffee?" he asked grabbing Mark's mug who nodded and waited for him to return. "Thanks" Mark said as Javier sat down again "My mother has suspected something yesterday was happening". Javier looked at him worried "Oh" was all he could say. "Don't worry she is all for this to happen" Mark's words stated clearly. Javier sighed "So if things don't work I upset your mother as well as Pedro. Flipping great". Mark laughed "Don't be silly, promise you will talk to me if you have any doubts Javy?". Javier nodded as Ben entered the kitchen clanking around pouring a coffee "Does Ben know?" he asked quietly. Mark nodded "Yes, but he won't say anything to you until you are ready". True to Mark's word Ben didn't mention anything about Pedro all morning or even asked questions when Ben came downstairs with a beach towel, the both said for him to have a nice afternoon as Javier left the house and walked up to the corner of the street. Pedro pulled up in his car and smiled when Javier got inside for the short drive down to the beach. Finding a good spot not to far from the waters edge the beach was pretty busy for a Sunday, quickly they dove in to the sea and swum around before returning to the beach. Pedro laid on his back with his hands behind his back enjoying the sun, Javier laid next to him on his stomach propped up by his elbows whilst his hands played with the sand, quietly by completely content in Pedro's company. They chatted away occasionally glancing at each other until Javier sat up on his knees complaining he was getting to much sun on his back, Pedro reached in to his ruck sack and pulled some high factor sun cream out and looked at Javier 'Can I' he asked. Javier looked around shyly and turned his back to face Pedro, squirting some cream in to his hands he began at Javier's shoulders gently rubbing the cream in with short strokes deliberately taking his time. "You have to be careful out here the sun is quite strong on the beach" Pedro said rubbing lower on Javier's back. Javier was enjoying it way to much "Yeah, thankfully your here to look after me" he replied then moaned quietly. Pedro chuckled "Are you enjoying this?" he asked as his hands slipped lower down his back. Javier nodded "You have a very gentle touch" he replied allowing his neck to drop backwards looking up at the sun. Pedro inched closer rubbing cream on Javier's neck "You are very sexy Javier" he said putting the top on the bottle. Javier turned his head realising Pedro had finished "I am?" he asked surprisingly. Pedro smiled and leaned forward kissing Javier on the lips "Yes" he said seeing Javier smile. Javier still felt the tingle on his lips "Maybe but not as sexy as you" he said mildly embarrassed laying down. Pedro laid back down and his right hand and fingers sought Javier's left hand and closed around it, he turned to his head to face Javier and smiled seeing his closed eyes and smile etched on his face feeling Javier's thumb rubbing the back of his hand. They laid there quietly both very happy, Javier's thoughts returned to debating if he could actually live here and what would his parents think about him moving to the other side of the country. One thing he did know was that the man who laid beside him holding his hands was stealing his heart so much that he wanted to kiss and hold him. His decision was already made and heart ruled over his head knowing he would make things work and had to think what he wanted not what his family perceived him to need. Javier turned on to his stomach to hide his erection from his thoughts that were beginning to stray in to the erotic realm, strange that he had never had these kind of thoughts about Brad he thought to himself. He woke a lightly started from some loud laughing not far from him on the beach, he had no idea how long he had been asleep but he found Pedro laying on his side looking at him smiling. "What?" Javier asked trying to get his bearings. "You were dreaming" Pedro replied stroking Javier's back. Javier chuckled "Did I snore or talk in my sleep?" he asked without any real concern. "Muttering but I couldn't work out if you were saying my name" Pedro said looking him in the eyes. Javier smiled somewhat shocked by this revelation "Maybe my feelings for you go way deeper than I realise". Pedro raised an eyebrow and rubbed Javier's shoulder "I hope they do". Javier leaned up and smiled at how sexy Pedro looked right now "They do". Javier moved closer and kissed Pedro on the lips quickly then smiled "Swim?". Pedro nodded jumping up and held a hand out to Javier helping him get up, they ran down to the sea and dived in. Javier swam to the shore and sat in the surf watching Pedro swimming before he swam over and joined Javier sitting in the surf. "Your spikes have all gone" Pedro said laughing and running his hand over Javier's hair. Javier shook his head "Do you like them then I was going to get my hair cut" he replied. Pedro caressed Javier's ear "Don't do that I like your spikes especially the longer ones running here". Javier laughed "My mohawk?" he asked "my parents hate it and keep threatening to cut it when I am asleep". Pedro smiled "I like it and it suits you, kind of makes you look a little rebellious" he said. "Rebellious!" Javier said giggling "there is nothing rebellious about me" he play punched Pedro on the leg. "No I can see that, but it will come in handy" Pedro replied standing up kicking water at Javier. Javier grinned "Handy for what?" he asked curious to find out what he meant. Pedro chuckled and looked at him "To hold on to and stop you getting away when I fuck you good and hard". Javier giggled and splashed water at him "Who said you were going to fuck me?" he teased looking up at him. Pedro held out his hand to pull Javier up "Well you will have to become my boyfriend first". Javier shook his head smiling as they walked back towards their towels on the beach. Pedro glanced at him a couple of times, he had never felt so close to anyone like this before and he knew Javier had turned his world upside down for all the right reasons. He was still holding back as the real threat of Javier leaving was still in the back of his mind, he didn't want to lay everything out in the open only to have it taken back shattered when Javier left. Javier stood waiting at the car putting his trainers on and watching Pedro wash and dry his feet removing the sand. He eyes were almost permanently fixed on Pedro and he just loved that he was able to watch him like this without any judgement. Pedro walked up to the car checking his phone and smiling at the message he was reading. "Ben and Mark have asked if we want to go out for dinner" Pedro said climbing in the drivers seat. Javier smiled "Does that make it our second date then already then?" he replied putting his seat belt on. Pedro looked at him "Are we dating then?" he asked waiting for Javier's response with anticipation. Javier looked at the beach in silence there was no doubt in his head "How do we do this?" he asked him. Pedro looked at Javier "I don't know Javier, I can't tell you what to do you have to decide". "I have to sort a lot of things out" Javier replied nervously at the decision he had already made. Pedro nodded and started the car "I think you know how I feel" he said fumbling around the steering wheel. Javier put his hand on Pedro's to stop him "I want to be your boyfriend" he said looking at Pedro. Pedro sighed and put his head on the steering wheel "Please don't do this unless you are serious". Javier stroked Pedro's arm "I want to stay here and be with you" he finally said it and felt the weight lifting. Pedro turned his head to look at him "What, how, when did you decide?" he asked confused. "Being with you on the beach today" Javier replied unsure what to say. Pedro sat back in his seat "Are you sure about living here?" he asked and saw Javier nodding. "Definitely. I felt something I can't describe on Friday evening when I first saw you" Javier replied. Pedro looked at him "I thought it was just me" he said smiling "You were so cute and shy". Javier looked at the beach scene and smiled "So are we going to dinner as boyfriends?". "Yes" Pedro replied straight away "hell yes" he said again. Pedro looked at Javier and pressed his lips firmly against Javier's their lips parting slightly at the pressure each exerted against the other holding short on going full on. Pedro kissed Javier again then putting the car in gear he reversed out of the parking lot and drive up through Palisades to Bel Air. Javier slightly in shock and concerned how he was going to break the news to his family, his other thought was this evening where he would be going out for dinner with his boyfriend, he grinned and smiled all the way back the Mark and Ben's house very content and excited with his decision. Pedro dropped Javier off and went home to Liongate to shower and change. Javier dressed and hair spiked walked in to his bedroom to find ben sitting on the bed looking at him with his head cocked to one side. "Shit Ben, how long have you been there?" Javier asked after the initial shock of seeing him. Ben laughed "Not long, are you going to tell me what's going on?" he asked. Javier sat down next to him "You tell me, I have no idea what I am doing" he replied nervously. Ben smiled and looked at him "Pedro's happened that's what" he said "or am I wrong?". Javier shrugged his shoulders "I can't stop looking thinking about him, we had a such a nice afternoon". Ben laid back on the bed "Is it serious, I mean is it life changing?" he asked. Javier laid back next to Ben "Is it silly to say that I think I am in love?" he said turning to face Ben. "It's a start I guess" Ben said pushing Javier with his shoulder "What about home?" he asked going all serious. Javier sat up "I have to sort that out and how I will live" Ben stopped him. "We already told you, you can live here this house has plenty of rooms" Ben said shutting the conversation down. Javier laid back down "I don't want to be in anyone's debt Ben or seek charity". It was Ben's turn to sit up "It's not like that, you have been a close friend to Ethan and me for years". "I know but" Javier was about to say but Ben stopped him again. "No further discussion Javy. You will have to appreciate it like I had to and you know me" Ben laughed. Javier turned to face him "Did it really shock you? I mean you haven't changed just nicer clothes" he asked. Ben chuckled "Fucking cheek! It did surprise me but I fell for the Mark who pestered me at the party". "Anyway I won't have that problem since we both don't have any money" Javier said laughing. Ben smiled but remained quiet and looked at Javier "What are you going to do for a job?" he eventually asked. Javier sat up and finished dressing "Don't know might do swimming pools until I find something" he replied. Ben stood up "Well you know what your doing there, you can start with ours" he laughed "10 minutes downstairs" he said. Javier nodded "Okay I will be ready" he replied watching Ben leave. Ben walked in to the master suite "Mark you ready?" he asked. "Yes" he called out coming out of the dressing room "What's the matter?" he asked looking at Ben's pensive face. Ben looked up "Oh yeah" he closed the door "You need to tell Pedro to be open with Javy about money" he said. Mark nodded "Why so concerned?" he asked "Ah, has he decided to move here?" Ben nodded. "He needs to tell him before it gets serious, Javy might react totally differently to how I did" Ben said. Mark smiled "I agree, is he hung up on money?" he asked putting his shoes on. "No far from it, his family are well off but he and Juan have always been taught earn things" Ben replied. Mark chuckled "Were all you of you brought up the same way in Harrison?" he asked standing up. Ben laughed "Why are we all the same?" he asked. Mark came over and kissed him "No but you all insist on working, that's partly why my father adores you". Ben chuckled "And there was me thinking he liked me because I was doing you" he said and Mark laughed. "In case you hadn't figured it out, that's why he is distant with Selina's husband" Mark said taking Ben's hand. Ben looked up at him "But I thought he worked?" he asked confusingly. Mark nodded and opened the bedroom door "Yes but he also expects things handed on a silver plate". "Did I behave like that at first or now?" Ben asked stopping out of concern. He shook his head "Never and no, my parents saw it as a project to try and get you to accept a gift" he laughed. Ben smiled "The BMW" he said. Mark nodded "But they were over the moon that you finally accepted a gift without question". "Hmmm. I figured there was not point refusing as I know how stubborn you are and your mother warned me" Ben said. Mark kissed him again "Yeah at least your learning" he chuckled "It will get worse as they love you very much". Ben held Mark's hand as they walked down the stairs to meet Javier, he knew that Mark wasn't joking about his parents but then he had also grown very close to them and they treated him like an equal with their own son. He also knew that Pedro had enough money now to leave and do his own thing and live very comfortably but his loyalty to the Davenports and the love they showed him meant he would never leave them. He loved his life as it was safe and secure something he never had growing up and he owed the family everything. They met Javier in the front entrance as the limo pulled up with Pedro already inside, they headed to Chateau Mamont for dinner as a special evening for Javier. Pedro seemed to be alive and very relaxed, easily holding his own at dinner but then he knew etiquette inside out and took great pleasure teaching Javier when they stopped looking in to each others eyes. Something that Ben and Mark picked up very quickly at the start of dinner, then Javier confirmed he wanted to stay in LA and see how things work out with Pedro. Mark was overjoyed hearing the news from him although he already knew, he looked at Pedro and Javier and told them that tomorrow that they should let his parents know. Javier suggested they do it in the evening since he had been invited by Mark's father to watch a soccer game. Pedro knew Mark well enough to know that by the look he gave that his parents already knew something was happening and they were okay with it. Javier kissed Pedro goodnight as he got out of the limo, his head buzzing from the evening and having seen so many famous people at the restaurant but it took him time to understand that actually the other people were more interested in their table. He sent a brief text to Juan telling him he was going to move to LA and had found and incredible person that he was head over heels for. Naturally Juan's text back was to the point saying he wanted to meet him before he moved and make sure he was suitable. Javier sat on the bed tearing up at how his brother still loved and wanted to protect him. But he knew doing this via his brother would make it all the more easier as he would say something to their parents paving the way. Javier got undressed, cleaned his teeth and climbed in to bed he wondered laying there looking up if he had made the right decision. The more he thought about it he began to comprehend that Harrison held nothing there for him apart from family and a dull job, but at least here he would have someone to love and a better lifestyle without having to be in the throws of a city like NY. Satisfied he slept a lot easier and his mind only thinking about nicer happier thoughts he had the strangest dream... He was walking through Liongate and down towards the pool area early in the morning, Pedro had finished exercising on the lawn and stretched up toward the sky, he turned to catch his eye, Javier knew something was about to begin, and it would be different. It would be dangerous and safe and sweet all at once, as only Pedro could make it. Pedro had that seductive look, that deceptively cool challenge that was his version of come-hither. A call that seemed to scare Javier just a little bit, a call he couldn’t, would never want to resist. The one outward sign of the heat Javier knew lay just on the other side of Pedro's eyes was his white teeth and sweet pink tongue sliding over his lower lip. Pedro came closer, stopped a long two strides outside Javier's reach. An outrageously, but oh-so-sweetly cruel distance, so sensual Javier's breath flooded away and left him open-mouthed and gasping. All this before even a touch. Javier rose and moved forward locked into Pedro's deep warm brown eyes, relieved and even more turned on to see that secret smile hiding behind them. Pedro gathered up Javier's spikey hair, wrapped it around his hand, and pulled Javier closer. It seemed familiar as if Pedro had done just that very thing the first time they made love, years ago. Now, as then, it swept Javier into passion he would have been hard pressed to control. They kissed, inched closer, kissed harder—tongues twining, lips pressing and sliding. Chest to chest, their hard cocks pressed together and strained against the clothing that separated them. Mouths still locked together, Javier made small, pleading noises as his lust rose and circulated through the very fibre of his being his body shaking and jolting in his unconscious state. He sat bolt upright feeling the warm liquid running down his naval, panting and breathing heavily he was still aroused by his wet dream. He took a swig of water from the bottle by his bed and walked in to the shower room and doused himself with cold water. Any doubts he had about wanting no needing Pedro were firmly diminished, he was sure the dream was a glimpse into his future and clearly Pedro was about to be part of it.

i've got a decent sized cock 7.5 on a good day, but with girth. Doesn't really matter since i'm no longer married and i'm bottom. When i was younger and comparatively inexperienced at getting fucked, there was a guy at a regular cruising spot who was enormous. The biggest cock i have ever encountered in person. i took him, but it was work. i'm guessing he had to be 11" and lots of girth, and i didn't take him with abandon, so i look back with disappoinment with myself. Now my hole has been changed and can take cocks as delivered... usually. There was one Guy who wasn't overly long, but the diameter was extraordinary. The first time, i took Him, but wasn't prepared mentally. Even though He came, i didn't feel like He had me totally. He would contact me fairly frequently and i had to overcome my fear, but honestly, i loved Him so that wasn't emotionally hard, just practically. Mostly it was about getting in, once relaxed, i'm okay, but He'd get in and start fucking before i would get relaxed. i learned to open my hole ahead of time so i could better aline with His timing. His cock was so big around that He'd always leave me in a puddle of my own prostate juices, He'd literally fuck it out of me. It was always hard work, but i came to love Him, His energy, so much that i couldn't refuse. i miss him, He's on the east coast and i on the west. i imagine if we still lived near each other, my hole would now be more fitting for Him. i wouldn't see that as a "wrecked" hole, but a fixed hole. my hole is a lot more fixed today than it was when i started out, so i want to think it's made (by Tops) to accommodate (hopefully) any cock.

Obey

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

this story is pretty much based on a true story, - it was my first time, and we really did fall in love... sadly our paths took us different directions many years ago - and although we are still in touch, I've been without a soulmate since. At first glance you would assume I am just an average, conservative kind- of –guy, and I would tend to agree with that assumption. But after my last “ordinary” relationship with my boyfriend failed, I decided it was time to break my boring routine and try to enjoy some of the more adventurous things in life that I had always passed on. Now that I was spending my nights alone, I was relying on my computer more for sexual stimulation. Thank God there is no shortage of porn on the internet. I would surf for any hot movie that caught my eye, usually with some hot muscled jock. I’d recline back in my chair, and start to lazily play with my cock while the stud in his jockstrap got his hole licked and fingered and slowly stretched open. Buy the time his pink pucker was quivering for some dick, I would usually have a finger or two up my own ass, and my own dick would be hard as a rock and leaking drops of precum that would mix with the lube I was using to stroke my shaft. I always tried to match my speed and intensity with the hot fuck session that was on the screen, so that I would cum at the exact same time as the guy in the movie shot his load deep in the ass of the jock stud he was fucking. After my own ass finished clamping down on my fingers and the aftershocks of shooting an intense load wore off…I would clean up, shut off the computer and climb into bed …alone…and realizing that computer porn would never make up for the 'real thing'. As time went on, I noticed that my taste in movies was starting change, and those muscled jocks I had watched were now replaced with hairy muscled leather guys. I also started looking in the local chat rooms for some actual “real” connections. I felt myself being drawn to scenes that involved a lot of ass play…guys in harnesses that were stretching open the holes of other guys in slings. Soon it wasn’t just hot dicks plowing pink holes...it was dildos and fists stretching open hot hairy butts. I was mesmerized, and my ass was starting to take on a mind of its own. After years of vanilla sex, my hole was starting to get hungry for more. I bought some toys...and some poppers...and began to start mimicking what I saw in the movies . I also started popping into some of the local chat rooms, and found out there were a lot of guys online that were really heavy into the leather scene. I posted a profile, but was always to nervous about ever starting a conversation with anyone. Here I was…just an average conservative guy, who was starting to feel the pig awaken. These guys were already knee deep in the pigpen, and I knew I’d be a disappointment to them when they realized I was just a newbie. I didn’t own any leather, and I only had one jockstrap…that I used for my online photo. So one night, I was feeling especially horny, and logged into the chat room, got my toys, lube and poppers out, and settled in for another solo session. Within a few minutes I suddenly got an IM from another guy in the chat room. He was a hot hairy muscle daddy, and he introduced himself by letting me know how much he loved the photo of me in my jock. He was hot, and sexy, and I started to wish I could muster up the courage to give in and let myself go, and be the perfect pig boy he surely was looking for. After some online flirting, he invited me to come over. I was horny as hell, but scared to death, so I politely declined his invitation. I told him the truth, that I was brand new to this, and way too inexperienced to be much fun for him. He immediately replied, asking if I was into PnP. I hated to admit, I didn’t even know what that meant. Pain and Pleasure? Piss and poop? Christ..what was I getting into? He responded with a “LOL” and explained it meant party and play. Using recreational drugs to take the edge off, or enhance the pleasure. I told him I had done poppers…but never had tried anything else. He asked if I was interested in experimenting a little, and told me that he would love to be the one to introduce me to the wonderful world of Pnp Pig Sex. Wow….all of a sudden my cock became instantly hard..and I could feel my ass twitch with excitement. I didn’t know what it would be like, but suddenly I had a hot leather daddy wanting to take me under his wing, and show me all the mysterious pleasures that had become so intriguing to me. In one last effort to stall…I asked him what exactly he had in mind. He told me that I would need to come over, and that I would need to trust him. He promised to walk me thru everything once I was there and ready to play…but he didn’t want to waste time writing about it when he knew it would be more fun to experience it. He gave me some simple instructions…take a shower, clean up…and out, wear my jock, and pick up some Gatorade, or water, or whatever I wanted to drink. He promised I’d need to replenish my fluids because he was going to make sure we had a long hot sweaty night. I got directions to his place…and I was burning with excitement. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen! I hopped in the shower and hopped in my car and within 45 minutes, I found myself knocking on his door. He opened the door…and looked even hotter than his pictures. His head was nearly shaved with a military style buzz cut. He was shirtless, except for a leather harness, and his tribal armband tattoo. His nipples were pierced, and his hairy pecs were hard and muscular, and shadowed over his flat abs. A thick treasure trail of hair disappeared into his black leather pants and silver studded belt. He looked just like one of the guys from the movies. He immediately smiled at me...which made me feel immediately more relaxed…and he invited me into his place. As soon as I stepped inside, he reached around me to shut the door, and immediately put his arms around me to pull me in close to him. He rubbed his hands on my chest thru my t-shirt, and pressed his pelvis up against my jeans. It took me by surprise..a little, but it immediately broke the ice, and I wrapped my arms around him, and ran my hands over his muscular shoulders and arms. As my hands reached his, he took them, and smiled again, and pulled me into the entryway. “Come In, stud” he growled…get comfortable, take your clothes off, and let’s get to know each other. He led me to a room off to the side, which had all of the things that you would need to film leather porn. “Welcome to my playroom!” I was speechless, and took a long deep breath to try to slow down my heartbeat. I think he could sense my nervousness, because he pulled me close once again, kissed me, and pulled me down onto the couch. “Just relax..I promise, I will make sure you enjoy every minute of this, and if you ever want to stop…just tell me…we won’t go anywhere that you aren’t comfortable going.” We kissed again..and I was immediately turned on. He took my shirt off…pinched my nipples, rubbed my crotch…and I was instantly hard as a rock. My hands were all over him as well…and I started to let my inhibitions go. “Let me go get something to help us relax, and you get out of those jeans and shoes. I’ll be right back.” He left for a second, and came back with a little travel shaving kit. He pulled out a bag of weed, and some rolling papers, and a lighter. As I got undressed, he rolled a really thick joint, lit it, and took a hit. He held the smoke in his lungs for a very long time, and then let it escape his lungs in a low growl. “Okay…your turn…it’s just pot…and it will help take the edge off, help you relax, and get you a little horny.” I took the joint, and followed his instructions. I took a deep inhale, and worked really hard to fight the urge to cough as I felt the smoke burn inside my chest. I held it in until he told me to let it out…which seemed like 10 minutes…but was really only a few seconds I’m sure. “Good boy” he said, and rubbed my neck. He took the joint back for another hit and we both sat back on the couch and started feeling each other as we passed the joint back and forth. It wasn’t long until I was feeling the effects. It was a fuzzy, drunk kind of feeling, but it felt good, and I WAS really relaxed, and starting to get a really deep new feeling…it was horny…but a whole different kind of horny. I started to really get into our touching and kissing, and before I knew it we were done with the joint, and greedily sucking each other’s dicks in a 69 position on the couch. Next thing I knew, I felt his fingers and tongue start playing with my hole. It felt so good. I knew it was the pot…but Damn! This was awesome. I was sucking his huge dick, and moaning, and grinding my ass against his face and fingers. He spit in my ass, and started working in two of his fat long fingers. God it felt so good. “Good boy..you like that don’t you…there is a little pig in there just dying to get out isn’t there?” “Yes sir” I muffled between taking breaths from sucking his huge cock. “Nice” he moaned, and began working my hole into a frenzy. “I think you’re ready for my next surprise” he said as he reach over to his travel bag, and pulled out a tiny little baggie, with some white powder, and a tiny little silver bullet. “Coke?” I asked. “Nope, Tina" he replied. “Tina?” I repeated. “Yep. It's sort of like coke, but better for sex. You can smoke it, snort it, put it in your ass, and even inject it directly into a vein - but it goes right to your ass. And you will want more than my tongue and fingers up there.” “So, how are we doing it?” I asked. “We’ll go easy at first, just a little bump off the silver bullet…and we’ll make sure you have some time to let it kick in. You’ll probably feel a bit of a rush at first..like a jolt of caffeine, but in about 20 minutes, you will feel it start to warm up your ass, and I bet your hands won’t be able to let go of your dick." "Okay" I replied, adding “ although I think the pot has already done a pretty good job of that.” We both took a hit from the bullet, and the instant effect was just as he described. I was really starting to realize I was in very good hands. He was letting me know what to expect, before it happened, and his description was very accurate. We went back to exploring each other’s bodies, and before I knew it, my ass was tingling, and I was pulling on the head of my dick like I was pulling taffy. I was groaning a low guttural groan that I had never heard myself make before. We did another hit off the Tina bullet, and I was really starting to feel the effects. “Okay, boy. I think we’re ready for some more serious play. Your ass is really getting hot, and I want you to get in that sling, so I can open you up, and fuck you.” I hopped up so fast, I think my brain was now in my ass and following his instructions. He helped me get into the sling, and then lubed up my hole, and his cock, and I moaned in ecstasy as his beautiful thick cock slid into my hungry hole. We started out slow, and his fucking gradually grew in force and intensity. Getting fucked had never felt so good. He gave me another bump of tina, and then grabbed a bottle of poppers, and held them under my nose. “You said you have done poppers before..right?” “Yeah.” “Good…then take good hit, so I can pound your ass really hard.” I inhaled deeply, and he did the same, and no sooner had he recapped the bottle, he grabbed the sling and started pounding my ass with wild abandon. “FUCK…YEAH…” we both screamed. I was pulling on my dick as hard as I could, but noticed it wasn’t getting as hard as I usually do…but I really didn’t care. It still felt good..but it was my ass that was feeling amazing. I felt it squeezing and clamping down on my hot leather studs hard dick as he pounded my ass, and arched his back while his eyes were rolling back in his head. This was incredible. It was better than any fantasy I could imagine. He gave me another hit of poppers, and then reached under the sling and started banging the shit out of my ass….I could tell that he was about ready to cum. Between the pot, the tina, the poppers and the fucking…my head was reeling. I had never felt so turned on. I was suddenly brought back to my senses as I heard him shout and yell, and felt his hard cock slam deep in my ass as is shot the hottest, most forceful load I’d ever taken. My ass involuntarily clamped down, and made sure that every drop of cum was worked out of that amazing dick, and not a single drop was spilled. He immediately slumped forward, drops of sweat landing on my chest, and kissed me passionately and deeply. My hips were grinding involuntarily, not wanting to let his dick escape my ass as we kissed. Finally, his dick slid out, but I was still pulling on mine, soft…but sensitive. He saw my face register a bit of disappointment – both for my failure to get hard, and also for the sudden emptiness in my well fucked hole. He immediately reassured me that the soft dick was often a result of the Tina, but not to worry…all the pleasure was going to become more and more intense in my ass. He asked if I was ready to try some toys, and if I was ready to try a different way to do a hit of Tina. I must of looked a little nervous again, because he immediately kissed me again, and with his lips still pressed to mine, he whispered with a hot breath "Trust me.” And I did. Once again, he reached into his black bag. This time he pulled out a thick syringe. My eyes widened with fear, because I was not real fond of needles. “Don’t worry” he said. It’s not a needle. Just a water syringe. But it’s got dose of Tina in it, mixed with the water. I’ll squirt it into your ass, and within seconds you’ll get the effect. Just hold it in, and when I get your first toy, it should be absorbed. You'll love it..and you’ll be ready for some bigger toys than the ones you have. Cool?” “Okay…I said…you haven’t let me down yet.” He pulled the cap off the syringe, and showed me that indeed there was no needle on the end. He put a little lube on the edge of the syringe, and gently worked it into my hole. “Ready?” he asked. I nodded. “Okay…here we go.” I suddenly felt the liquid slowly start to fill my ass, and I envisioned it mixing with his load. I was suddenly hit with an amazing rush of warmth that nearly took my breath away. “See…it absorbs pretty quick. You should be flying by now.” My heartbeat suddenly picked up, and my breathing became quicker. He pulled the syringe out, pinched my nipples, and then took my hand away from my dick as he sucked my soft cocked like a vacuum. I yelled in absolute pleasure! Oh my god it felt so good. FUCK YEAH…DAMN…my ass was on fire…I needed cock bad. It felt so good. “There’s my little piggy” he smirked as he stepped away. My hand went back to my dick, and I started pinching one of my nipples as he back away. He reached over to a table and pulled away a black cloth, and revealed a table full of all kinds of dildos and sex toys in all sizes. One of them was just as big as mine at home…but they got bigger and bigger as they lined up along the table’s edge. He grabbed one, and smeared it with a generous dose of lube, and then started slowly working it into my ass. I couldn’t believe it…it was like my ass had a total mind of its own. I was no longer in control..and I suddenly felt my hole stretching open further than I’d ever been opened up before. But it felt so good. I took a deep breath, and moaned again. He got it about halfway in, and then held it in place as he reached over with his other hand to grab the bottle of poppers. I took another deep hit of the poppers, and suddenly, I was in a whole new world. My eyes rolled back in the back of my head, and then I felt my entire ass open up as that huge dildo slid right in to its giant rubber base without any pain or resistance. HOLY SHIT….It was so fucking deep …OH FUCK! I could feel that giant rubber dick deep in my guts and it felt so good! He started to work it in and out. Slowly at first, and gradually picked up speed. I got lost in the pleasure…and closed my eyes and floated in that sling as that giant dick stretched my ass. Every now and then he would touch my chest, my dick, my face, and give me occasional hits of poppers...all the while giving me deep low groans of encouragement. He soon went for a bigger toy…but I was too lost in my ecstasy to really notice. I did feel a little bit of pressure as he eased the bigger toy in, but it was soon followed with another deep hit of poppers, and I was off in my own world again, as that giant invader laid claim to my open hole. I have no idea how much time had passed, and hour…maybe two. I gradually started to feel like I was coming down, and my senses were returning to normal. I looked up…like I had just regained consciousness, and smiled at my sexy teacher. He smiled back…and we didn’t even need words at this point to share the mutual pleasure we were both feeling. He slid the toy out of my ass..and I was shocked…somewhere in my soaring high…he had upsized again to a third, even bigger toy. I never would have believed I could take something that huge…but he showed it to me from between my legs, just to prove to me that I was more pig than I realized. We laughed a bit, kissed some more, and then he grabbed my bottle of Gatorade and a towel. I was sweating profusely. Took a deep drink, toweled off a bit, and started to catch my breath. At this point I thought things were winding down. He was standing closer to the table, taking a drink of his own bottled water, so I started to sit up in the unsteady sway of the sling. “Where you going boy…you had enough?” “Oh…I thought we were winding down” I sheepishly said…immediately feeling slightly worried that I gave the wrong signal and disappointing my new leather daddy. “Well, I have one more surprise for you, if you want. I thought I’d try to take it up one more notch…that is if you want to” I couldn’t possibly imagine what he had in mind. I was absolutely in awe of what we had done so far, so if we still had one more level to go, I wasn’t sure I could take the overstimulation of my senses. “You want to really let go of your inner pig…this is the best thing there is.” He reached into his black back again, and pulled out two thin syringes with an orange cap on the end. I was puzzled, because the last syringe was much bigger, so I didn’t know if it was a smaller dose to just bring the action back up a little, or if this was something totally different. “Okay, let me tell you about this, and then you can tell me if you want to keep going or not”. This syringe has a needle. So this dose of tina will go right into a vein. It’s called “slamming.” It’s just like getting a shot at the doctor, or giving a blood sample. “That doesn’t sound too bad” I timidly replied. “Well…this will definitely take you one level higher than the booty bump. You will feel this rush in your entire body, you will immediately feel the Tina take effect, and I guarantee, you will be amazed at how fast you let go of all your inhibitions….do you still trust me?” “Yes” I answered. “Then trust me, I think you will like this a lot. I will make sure that it’s quick, painless, and I will be here to make sure you stay calm enough to truly enjoy the amazing rush.” “Okay” I said…but I might not be able to watch, I don’t do so well with needles. “No worries”, he said. “You do whatever you want. Let’s get you out of the sling though, because I want to do you first, and then I want you to go kneel down over the arm of the couch with your ass in the air. I will then do my slam, and come over and take good care of your ass while you ride the rush,. “Okay…I’m ready” He went back to his back bag one more time, pulled out a black elastic strip for a tourniquet, and 2 small white envelopes…alcohol prep pads. He came back over to me, with the syringe, pulled my arm out and looked in the crook for a vein. He quickly tapped the large vein, and then started to wrap the black elastic around my upper bicep. My vein started to bulge, and my heart was already racing with a little bit of excitement, and a lot of nerves. He opened the alcohol prep pad, and gently wiped it over the inside of my arm. I was scared to watch…but I couldn’t help it. I was fascinated. It was like my leather daddy was getting ready to give me a shot…like a nurse. It was somehow, very touching, like he was taking care of me…and all of a sudden all of my worry melted away. I kept watching as he took the orange cap off of the syringe, and exposed the tiny thin needle. He turned the syringe upside down, and flicked it on the side to knock the air bubbles out of it. He looked at me deep in my eyes, smiled again, and asked “ready?” I nodded yes. Okay..turn your head if you want. “I’m okay” I said. “I trust you”. He gently placed the tip of the needle at the edge of my vein, and I took a deep breath. He gently eased it in, with only a slight pinch, and then I felt a little pop as the needle went into the vein. I kept watching intently. He pulled back slightly on the syringe, and I saw a wispy red cloud rush into the syringe. He took the tourniquet off my arm with his other hand in a single soft pull, looked at me one more time, and said, “Here you go baby, this is gonna be intense…you might have a cough..But that’s normal…it’s the tina hitting your blood and your lungs, don’t be scared…just enjoy it.” “Okay…go for it” He slowly started to push the plunger downward, and the reddish liquid started to disappear into my vein. I immediately started to feel a tingle all over my body…like when you put your tongue on the end of a nine volt battery. The more of the slam that went in, the more I tingled...I got this warm all over rush, and my chest started to expand with a heavy breath. I felt my eyes open wide, and my ass squeezed so tight, if there had been anything in there I would have snapped it in half. The last bit of liquid in the syringe went into my arm, and then I suddenly felt the uncontrollable cough. Two coughs…and then I WAS SOARING!!! SHIT! SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!. He pulled the needle out and immediately covered the skin with the alcohol pad. He lifted my arm above my head, and then reached around the start digging at my ass with his giant meaty paws. OH GOD!! I NEED YOU IN MY ASS! “Feel good Baby?” “FUCK YEAH” OH SHIT..that’s all I could say. I started to feel my legs go week. “Go kneel over the couch, get your ass lubed up real good…I’m on my way” I staggered over, reached for the giant bottle of lube, pouring out more than I could control. I leaned over the couch and started shoving lube into my hungry hole, stretching it open, shoving fingers in, and trying to get my whole hand in. I was in ecstasy…I was finally out of control, feeling piggy as all hell, and ready for anything. I didn’t even notice my leather daddy administer his own slam, until I heard his own cries and groans of pleasure suddenly shout from behind me. “Oh, yeah….piggy….let me work that ass” “Yes sir!” He came from behind be and I saw his had come over my head; he handed me the bottle of poppers, and then reached for the giant bottle of lube. “Take a good long hit…you are about to be sent into a whole ne w world.” I took the deepest hit of poppers that I had ever taken…and I held it deep in my lungs…like the pot smoke from earlier…and suddenly I felt my entire ass just relax and open up like molten lava, and I felt my daddy’s hands working to stretch my ass open. First it was three fingers….then four…..then another mind numbing hit of poppers, and then I lost all awareness of anything…all I know is that my ass had never felt more full. I was gyrating my hips, and wagging my piggy tail like I needed to get my hungry hole filled with a buffet of anything that was in reach. I suddenly felt my ass stretch just a bit far..and then a soft pop, or suction sound. I had his whole FIST! HOLY SHIT! I WAS IN HEAVEN!! I screamed in pleasure, my daddy was yelling encouragement… and I had never been so wildly out of control. He flipped me around to the front of the couch, laid me on my back, held my feet above my head with one hand, and handed me the poppers again with the other. I took another hit…and then so did he…and I couldn’t get his fist in my ass again fast enough. I was riding his fist, and then his forearm, and then suddenly I started to let go with a *******ial spray of piss all over my chest…he grabbed my dick with his free hand, and held it up so that it sprayed all over my face, and then his. It had a bitter taste…the first time I’d ever tasted piss. “”That’s tina piss boy..It’ll keep you flying high too…but I’m not taking my hand out of your ass yet ..but when I do…it will be so I can shove my dick up your hungry hole, and piss my tina right back into you” He kept his word…he fisted me to the point of an uncontrollable orgasm…I didn’t even touch my dick..and it was still soft…but I was coming all over myself. It was mixing with the damp piss stains on my stomach. He gently pulled his fist out of my hot hungry ass, and then shoved his dick in. He looked down at me, and with an amazing softness, he stared right thru to my soul, I started to actually tear up, and cry with absolute abandon. It was the most beautifully hot and touching closeness I had ever felt to another person in my entire life. I trusted him, and he took me placed I never knew existed. And then, just as I was catching my breath, and stopping my tears…he leaned in close, whispered once again…”good pig”, and then kissed me gently on the lips….it was then that I started to feel the warm tina piss filling up my hot hungry ass…and my soul nearly left my body, and floated up to my new slamming soul mate.

So there is this guy that when I saw him first over 20 years ago, he was my 'forbidden fruit'. Let me explain: as I learned (just recently from him) the first time I laid eyes on this shaggy-haired, stereotypical California surferboy, DREAMBOY of my wet dreams, he was actually badly underaged. He managed to con his way into the club with his looks, with cunning, that gorgeous sun-kissed smile and from what I gather, his willingness to blow all the key people at the club in charge of security. Yes the owners too, at least that is what he said. At the time he was boyfriends with another long-haired, superhot blondie about his age. I would see the two of them together and avert my eyes as in "Hail Mary full of grace, don't lead me into temptation!" My one all-time crush, whom I would never be able to have... Years went by and we would chat briefly in passing, touch each other even, but either one of us being with a jealous BF or ex and lots of static... his ex became one of my best friends but he told me the hot fucker I drooled over was TROUBLE with a capital T and 'dirty' as he put it. Well, our moment came FINALLY! We hit it off like gangbusters. Fuck all the cock-blocking and acting like a fearful Adam afraid of eating the apple! Besides, that's a fairytale anyway and I'm not buying into it! Hot boy and I FINALLY got naked, talked it over. Turns out HE TOO had a crush on me. Well damn, had I only known. But here we are: Both of us are now verified and admitted barebackers and love 'nasty sex' as he likes to put it into the search bar when we have sex to internet bareback porn, Tonight, him and I will be going to a sex-party together, with the blessings of my man. It helps that my man has already fucked him good once already. Dreamboy, now all grown up and hot in a more adult way, is anxious to celebrate our rekindled crush by breeding me publicly at the sex party tonight. He is cuming over in an hour or so. We will put on our slut gear and each pop a blue pill to make sure we STRUT IN WITH BONERS! Get over the initial 'stage fright'! He wants a CROWD to witness as he cums in my ass while some random hottie I GET TO PICK will fuck him from behind! He said: "Trust me, I know how to do it! You guys stand still while I do all the thrusting!" All the fun I could have had years ago!

For a while me and my regular fuckbuddy were getting closer emotionally. We agreed to try as a couple but it n an open relationship. First three some as a couple happened yesterday. Watching me kissing and sucking a stranger and being fucked by him made my bf horny previously. So, I was curious to his reaction if he see his bf with another guy. Fifty something bearded daddy was coming. We didn’t waste our time. He started to kiss my bf while I was sucking them one after the other. Later daddy also sucked my bf, we did it together. After it I was sucking my bf and daddy was rimming me, until he helped me to sit onto my bf’s rock hard cock. He stood above my bf and gave his cock into my mouth. I sucked him hard while was riding this hard tool. Daddy pushed his cock deep into my throat. When his cock was fully covered with my saliva he went to my back and pushed his cock beside my bf’s cock. After few trying it was successful and I feel like in heaven. The first dp in my life is done. I had been eager for so long time. My double penetrating lasted quite long when I asked a small break. After it I was fucked by both our guest and my bf. In the next turn he went on to his knees and started to suck my bf. Who ordered me to lick daddy’s hole. Although he said being only top he couldn’t resist my bf’s amazing cock and rode him. While he was riding, I was sucking him, until he shot a huge load onto my face and into my mouth. My bf is so excited to watch his partner making sex with strangers that we have come to the nudist beach and he asked me to go to the cruising zone and playing with others. So I have already bred. Now he went to find someone to play without me which made me also excited. I hope, he becomes such a top bf who organises breeding parties to his love, not only letting but forcing me to bareback with others.

Never used those and beleive they should be prohibited. I do my best to train newbies into bareback only.

Technical means: Pansexual Social Simplification: Bisexual Personal Identity with Friends: Basically Gay Personal View: Gay with a side of being somewhat into girls, however love the gender spectrum more so than the "end" of cis-gendered women. How I feel I might ACTUALLY be: Gay vers top guy who would love to one day hold a man in his 30's/40's/50's in my arms, breed the shit out of him and make him laugh. For how I place myself in LGBT: I'm a cisgendered black (biracial) Pan(gay)sexual male who fluxuates from femme to masculine (Not gendered identity, just mannerisms). I have my own look, my own mannerisms, my own way of expression which expresses both my "hetrosexuality," my "homosexuality" and my "bisexuality." For most people, they see me a jokey, black shirt wearing straight Latino. When in reality, I'm a cum-guzzling top who loves being the "mom"/"dad" of the group, and make people laugh with offensive humor. While that identity is not easy to spot as a femme white twink being labeled as a "bottom sub," it's my identity, and it's my expression of my individual component of being "gay." Now I bring this up because, as you see, there are many layers to my "identity." Rather than give a long speech of who I am, I just say "Eh, I'm bi, I guess." The reason I like to do so, is because there are many facets to come into play when it comes to my sexuality and identity that may change in the mood for my perspective. Some days I feel very "gay," some days I feel very "straight." Some days I feel very "masc" and some days I feel very "femme." It all depends on the context, the person I'm with and my emotional set. Does that mean I'll wear trucker beaters, ripped jeans, bandana's and sunglasses when feeling masc? No. Does that mean I'll wear frilly outfits or revealing clothing when feeling fem? No. It's just the fluidity of how I feel, and how that changes depending on the situation. To me, that is me being comfortable with myself, and I honestly couldn't have done that without the means of being gay relieving me. "Oh thank God, I'm gay. Now, since I'm a sodomite, I can buy my pink phones, wear high heels and not even stress about it. Why? Cuz' I'm a faggot, what you expect, Hetro'?" Me being "gay" allows me to express myself in mannerisms, postures and accessories without the fear of being concerned about my "masculinity" all the time. If I were straight (which, thank God I'm not) I honestly would be a wreck. My voice is too whiney, my body is too skinny and my "ego" is smaller than a Mormon Boy's tight little hole. Face it kids, Daddy don't go for Judgy Girls, just Judgy Queens So, for me, LGBT allows my expression of oneself to have a sense of "It's okay to be you." Where I live, it's possible to be fired for your sexuality, and it's easy to be harrassed and attacked for such as well. So, for me, my identity obviously is important. So, with that, LGBT and my identity at least to me, coincides. Now, there's obviously the argument of "Why don't you just act like a man, and keep your sex life out of my business." Well, this is the heteronormative argument of "Shhhhh. Can you stop being yourself, we need to make way for the Great Straights." Which bothers me to my core, because I don't see our society ONLY wanting everyone to be masc. We like femme girls, we have a culture of straight guys getting off to girls with dicks, there's burly men who like twinks, and there's the occasional "I want someone cook me fooooooooooood, I need a wifeyyyyyyyyyyy." So, I say, why not have men present themselves in the spectrum that can be part of the gay community. We don't have to worry about "straight-dum," we're gay. Let's enjoy it. And for me, to enjoy it properly, we need to change things, accept people, and recognize the complexity of people's individuality. And that sounds so gay, it makes me wet, it makes me cum........ I hope someone got my Contrapoints joke.....

I’m big but not huge and have some friends that fall in the huge category. Sometimes they wish they were smaller believe it or not. A huge dick gets immediate attention but when it comes right down to it people shy away from anything more than the fantasy. A couple buds broke off relationships, gay and straight, because of the size impact on sex life. It was just too much. Other times the relationships were based on their cock and they were incidental. I think I’m about the perfect size. Somewhat impressive but not terrifying to most people. It’s cool to be the biggest cock in a room of average and smallish cocks. Lots of looks and attention. Yet, I’ve been turned away for “too big for me”. Just was the other night. Dude wanted it bad, loved the idea of it but would only suck, couldn’t throat it and it was a hard stop for fucking. I also have a issue with pain. It’s not my thing and the second I think I’m hurting him I’m going soft so I’m actually glad I’m not really thick or over 8 inches. Huge cocks are great for some, a fantasy for others. Size is a draw on the fuck scene but can screw relationships and not in a good way. The transition from fantasy/amazement at a huge cock to actually taking it is another story for most I think. For me, since I’m versatile, I’m a bottom who will take a pass on a huge dick too. If it was a guy I was in a relationship with I think I could learn to take it but for a fuck, nope.

I was invisible in high school, but I was out of the closet. The people I put out for didn't want to be found out so I didn't have a reputation even though I was an easy lay. I got a lot more action from guys that didn't go to my school than guys who did, but I feel good about the number of guys who went to school with me that ended up in my bed.

Haven't been DP'd yet but would love to try. Also love guys/partners who whore my hole out to be used for their own pleasure. Oink!

The extremely tall guy (200 cm/ 6 ft) came to us for a threesome repeating our adventure happened on Tuesday. He loves my boyfriend’s cock which is totally understandable. And he also loves my ass. We kissed each other he and I sucked each other and my bf. My boyfriend told me how fine this guy’s hole. So, after he (our guest) fucked me for a while, I fucked him. He was moaning because of my thick cock and he was so tight and warm, I loved to fuck him. While I was fucking him he was sucking my boyfriend. Then I pulled my cock out and helped him to sot onto my boyfriend’s cock. He was riding on it like a crazy. I was sucking his rock hard cock. When I interrupted it for a moment, I could see on his face how he enjoyed it. He was riding until he said he was close to cum. As he rode faster let his cock deeper. Till he unloaded my throat. After a short rest I began to suck my bf and he started to finger me, then licking, and finally fucking. When he pulled out, I sat onto my boyfriend’s cock. I was riding until he noticed us he wanted to ride again. His second riding was shorter bit faster and crazier till he cummed onto my boyfriend’s chest and stomach. I licked all of his cums. After it a short break came and we began to suck my boyfriend’s cock together. Then I laid between these two amazing guys. We hugged each other, were kissing with eachother. I laid back to my boyfriend, so he could push his cock into me. The guy was stroking my cock, sucking it and we were kissing while my boyfriend was fucking until he unloaded me. He kept his cock in me and continued the fuck. He turned me onto my back and fucked me toll his second load. Short break again, and we started stroking our rock hard cocks with our guest. My boyfriend announced that he was done so he was just watching us while we turned to 69. We were sucking and fingering each other. And I knew I would be fucked. But before it I wanted to unload this guy. So I turned him on his fourth and pushed my cock gentle into him. I was fucking him in this position until I cummed a big load into his hole. Then I laid back beside my boyfriend and started to kiss with him. The guy lifted my right leg up and pushed his cock i to me. He fucked me quick and hard until he unloaded me. To sum up, our guest cummed three times, my boyfriend twice, I once. Our guest was bred once, I trice. Nice afternoon

I love sucking uncut cocks. Playing with the foreskin with my tongue is pleasurable. Uncut cocks is my fetish and passion.

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.

As I mentioned, while I was writing the post my bf was on cruising. When he returned told me about his adventures. He sucked a guy, two others sucked him, with the fourth one they sucked each other, and he barebacked two other guys. This report mad me horny. To know his bare cock was in other holes. It made me so horny I sucked him as soon as it was possible. I’m a real pig, aren’t I?

Last night I went to Vault 139. The Vault is a sex club/bar located in a basement. Thursday nights are advertised as footwear only. The website advertises it as follows: STRIPPED 7PM TO 1AM £7.00 INCLUDES FIRST DRINK AND COAT CHECK DRESS CODE: naked apart from footwear In preparation for the evening, I purchased some poppers. I had been to the Vault on one other occasion but it was rather tame compared to what I encountered last night. Upon entering, I received a crate to store my clothes in as well as a bag containing a drink ticket, lube, and a condom. I went to the changing area and stripped off and stored my clothes away. Before I got my drink, I walked around the club. The place was packed with naked men of all ages but mostly 20-50 year old men. Before I could even complete a circle of the club, I was approached by a hung, white 30 something year old man. I went down on his big uncut cock in a room full of naked men fucking. After I had him rock hard, I lubed his cock up with spit and bent over let him fuck me bareback as I blissed out with some poppers. He pounded my raw ass hard for a good 15 minutes before he sped up his pace and unloaded deep inside me. He stayed inside me after he bred me and kept slow fucking me with his uncut raw cock. After the first breeder pulled out of my raw ass, I got a drink and walked around some more. Before I finished my Red Stripe, another lad of 30 approached me and we started jerking each other. I guess I was in a bottoming mood last night cause I went on my knees and sucked his cock nice and hard then I bent over and he fucked me in a corner until he blasted another load into my guts. I picked up my beer and finished it off and wander to the hallway where another man of 30ish, white, hung and uncut starts jerking off with me again. We continue this for a few minutes. When I could tell he was getting close, I told him to cum in my ass and I turn around and shove his cock in my ass just as he is cumming. Fucking A! 3 easy loads in less than an hour. The place is still packed. There may be even more guys here now than when I entered. I am not sure how much more energy I have left so I really want to find my prey to bareback my load inside. I find the darkroom and can see the outline of a daddy fucking a twink. I sit next to the twink and offer him my poppers and tell him what a dirty slut he is letting strangers bareback his hole. I tell him to beg the daddy to seed his ass. The boy complies and the daddy soon rewards the boy with his load. I tell the boy that I am next. I line up behind him and feel his ass. It is slick with cum. I don't think the daddy was the first to breed this boy tonight. I slide inside his sloppy hole and tell him to beg for my seed. We both popper up and I soon unload a huge load inside his ass. After all that, I change back into my clothes, leave the Vault, and catch the tube home with 3 loads still inside my ass. What a great night. http://fuckworker.blogspot.co.uk/2013/01/london-vault-139.html

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.

** I usually never let people read my stories. This is one I threw together that I thought you might enjoy. Let me know*** I was 19 years old. I had been having sex with guys for several years at that point- starting with experimenting with a few school friends, moving onto meeting with old trolls from the internet and culminating with weekly trips to the bath houses in the city. Periodically I'd drive in from the suburbs, telling my parents I'd be out with friends late so I knew I'd have enough of the night to do as my glands drove me. I wasn't the golden cast example of adonis, but I did alright- working out regularly and proud of my developing sixpack. Usually I'd hit the local gay club, which usually was a 18+ dance place. It was easy to get guys to buy me drinks, and easier to get the occasional blowjobs in the bathroom stalls. Once or twice a month I'd get nice and tipsy on drinks from the generous, horny enablers I'd meet in at the clubs. One night I met this man- couldn't tell you his name. I would guess he was in his early 30's, just under six foot with a great body displayed immodestly within collared t-shirt and overly tight denims. He bought me drink after drink, and we danced till about midnight, his hands making a detailed map of my body while the liqour began coursing through my young brain. I found myself at one point locked into a deep kiss with one of his hands down the front of my pants as we held each other close atop one of the gogo boxes in front of the DJ's desk- in plain view of all in the club. He licked my ear as he gripped my nuts, whispering into my ear against the throbbing din of techno and excited queens: "I don't live in the city. Do you have a place?" I shook my no. He tightened his grip, and said "Then we're going to the baths." I agreed, and suggested the club at which I had a membership. Together we left the club, my arm around his waist and his hand tucked safely between my cheeks. We kissed some more as we made our way down the street, pausing long enough for him to begin fingering my hole as he pressed me against his car in another deep, sloppy kiss. I don't know what make or year or anything- the details are a bit foggy from all the two tequilla sunrises and four shots of what sounded like "yagermeister" he had fed down my throat. The leather seat creaked as I climbed in, and the radio bumped out beats I could feel in my guts as we cruised down through the city. At one point he pushed my head down to his lap, where I pointedly began sucking off his beautiful uncut cock, loving the way the foreskin rolled up and down with every stroke. The smells of his sweat and cigarette were thick, and made me all the hornier. We made out a little more while in the bath house parking lot- his fingers reaching deep into my hole and he nibbled on my neck, sending me over the edge. He helped me up to the door and to the front desk- my legs were a bit unstable from the booze. Robotically, I signed the form and paid my locker fee, picked up my towel and made for the locker room. Together we undressed, giving me the chance to see for the first time the totality of his perfection. His muscles roped through his tight flesh, making the perfect canvas for the myriad of tattoos that covered his form. I admired the variation of design that covered him- an angry looking woman, naked, slicing the dead from a lamp post on his ribs; a red and greed skull with a biohazzard symbol etched into its forehead eating a fighting cobra on his thigh; a black and red scorpion on his other, grasping a terrified looking rabbit in its claws and a large, gleaming drop of emerald poison dripping from it's oversized stinger. He led me immediately down to the darker basement rooms, where we made out more as he settled me into the sling. Fat old trolls began to emerge from the shadows like moths to a flame as my enabler began lubing up my hole. His fingers drove themselves deep and forcefuly into my core, elating and overloading my senses. I begged him to be gentle, only getting "You can take it," in reply as he began driving into me deeper and more agressively. He massaged my prostate, making a load start to bubble and burn within me with each determined push. He pulled his fingers out and scrutinized them. "Do you often bleed?" he asked with a small smirk. I told him it had been awhile since I'd been in that situation- normally being a devout top. He asked me if I wanted his cock as he drove his fingers back into my open hole- a moan as I bit my bottom lip against the pain of his invading fingers my only rely. I began to feel light headed, disconected in a way. I noticed my heart felt like it was beating against my ribs and my vision begging to distort. The more I thought about how strange I felt, the more I would only concentrate and his wonderful fingers beating against my prostate. From nowhere a cock pressed against the side of my face. Obediently I took it into my throat without even opening my eyes. Only a minute passed before another cock pushed against my other cheek. I switched over and started sucking the new comer. Only another minute passed and I felt another cock nudging my other cheek. From the length and girth I could tell it was huge. "Do you party?" he asks as he pushes his fingers deeper into me, "do you like booty bumps?" At first I don't know what he meant- but my education in the local fag language finally kicked in. I push against the cock invading my throat. "--I've--never--done--it--" I pant between thrusts against my boiling prostate. He pushes as far into me as he can reach, and twists his fingers back and forth as he starts to laugh. "I've already put a heavy hit in you boy. You should be feeling it." It was then I realized that I was high, and instead of worrying about it I only moaned in acceptance. I was lost in a swirl of speed and lust- noticing only the thrusting into my hole and the cocks alternating position within my throat. I reached down wanted to feel his fingers glide back and forth, only to find that it was his dick I was feeling. Without missing a beat I grabbed his muscled ass, and pulled him deeper and deeper into me. I suddenly became aware of the pain, and felt the slickness of his driving cock. When I pulled my hand away I noticed some pink and red streaked accross my palm. His beat grew faster and faster- opening me up like a flower on prom night, until with great gasps he drove himself hard and furiously into me, shouting "Take this charge!" He stayed in my for awhile, slowly fucking his load deeper into me- his cock gliding back and forth more easily with the extra lube. As he pulled out one of the trolls whispered, "Did you just convert him?" My heart skipped a beat as he giggled, "Fuck that charged load deeper into his guts. He's told me he's a top, I want to make sure he passes my gift along." Promptly, the troll mounted my used hole, and began quickly driving his short, thick dick into me. Four or five guys ended up fucking me that night, each filling my ass with his load. The next morning I woke up at home- no idea how I got there. My mom was banging on the door, saying I needed to get up and mow the lawn. When I checked, the seat of my boxers were streaked with dried blood and cum.

When I lived down South, this hung top who used to breed me would always talk about this incredible sex party that happened a few times a year. Evidently the thing was in a huge house out in the country with 100 horny men or so. You had to be "invited" of course, and I begged him to get me on the list every time he brought it up. Especially since I'd never been to a party that big before. The next time the party rolled around, I finally got my wish. In my email I had the invitation! And this was the annual "leather party". There were some stipulations-- all guests had to be in some kind of leather gear, there was an entry fee of $20, and you had to show if you RSVP'd or else no more invites. I RSVP'd "yes" and counted down the days. The party was at night and about 2 hours away from where I lived. It really was out in the country some, and the house was indeed huge. I signed in, gave the doorkeeper my $20, put my clothes in the designated area, and then began to wander. There was fucking and sucking EVERYWHERE! It was a two-story house and every room had something going on. There were slings in the garage, along with glory hole booths. There were folks fucking on the deck. Bedrooms were being used for orgy scenes and the walk-in closets were dark hideaways for quickies. I was overwhelmed. I was also so fucking turned on by the scene! Leather daddies and bears and jocks Everywhere I looked. Harnesses, chaps, jocks, caps, hoods-- you name it, I saw it. I was rather modestly decked out in a borrowed harness, jockstrap, and combat boots. Eventually I managed to get my courage up (after a few beers) and I sucked a few guy's cocks in the garage area. I also found a guy willing to sneak into a gloryhole booth with me-- where after a bit of coaxing I bent over and took his raw cock. This guy came quickly, and then said "Dude, don't tell my boyfriend we did this. We agreed that we wouldn't fuck raw tonight." One fuck was all it took. Now that my pump was primed, I was horny and ready to go for more cock! My only problem is that I was sorta shy when it came to getting fucked. I liked it to be just one-on-one, and most of the house was wide open to voyeurs. So I ended up wandering around a lot. During my wanderings, I kept passing by the stairway to the basement which was open, but roped off. There was a red light on down there, but I couldn't tell much beyond that. When I bumped into my fuckbuddy who got me on the party list, I asked him about the basement. "Oh, that's a special fuck dungeon and it's by invitation only.". I asked who did the inviting, and it was the host (whom I hadn't officially met yet). So I asked my buddy if maybe he could wangle me another invite. "Man, I don't know if you want that. It gets pretty hard core down there." I said I'd come this far, why stop now? He said he'd look into it for me. After that I wandered a bit more, sucked some more cock, and then eventually wandered upstairs. In the bedroom many guys were fucking on the bed and there was a guy getting fisted in a portable sling. I stood next to a hot, leather daddy who was in chaps and a harness. I'd noticed this particular daddy all night so far, but he aleays just seemed to be watching. We watched the fisting together and jacked a bit. Eventually I leaned in close and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah. I reached down, grabbed his cock, and said "I want this in me, but I like it a bit more private." He led me to the walk-in closet which was pitch dark. I could hear two other guys going at it in there, and the smell of poppers and ass was intoxicating. Daddy shoved me down and I started sucking his cock. It was a thick, uncut 7 incher and I was really enjoying it. Then he spun me around and started eating my ass. "Mmm, tastes like you've already taken a load tonight," he grunted. I said I had. He then said he was gonna fuck some more into me. But before he did, he said he needed to lube me up some more. He fumbled around behind me for a bit, then I felt a small tube slide up my ass. Then he squirted the "lube" in me. Then he positioned his cock behind me while i took a hit of poppers. Then he started fucking me. Hard. After about 5 minutes of fucking, I started to feel funny. Light headed. Disoriented. At first I figured it was the beer and poppers, and having my head down while being bent over and fucked. But it got worse. Soon my arms and legs got really heavy and lethargic and I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Top daddy had a firm grip on my hips and was still fucking me. Then I blacked out. After that, the details of the night are really hazy. The next thing I remember is seeing a red lightbulb glowing above me, while I was getting both holes fucked in a sling. I can remember feeling a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and feeling a cock thrusting into my ass. At the time I thought it was one cock and found it odd that it was able to fuck me in two places. The next thing I remember was seeing all these hovering faces around me. They were grinning and saying things, but it sounded like I was under water. There was just a rushing in my ears and everything was so foggy and thick. I foun the rocking motion of the sling quite soothing. I lost all track of time. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, but every time I looked down toward my feet, I would see a different face hovering there. And I could feel the slapping of hips against my ass, but it felt like it was coming from miles away. Everything was so heavy- my head. My arms. My legs. At one point I knee thinking that I needed to escape and I tried to sit up. But several hands pushed me back down and then kindly fed me more poppers. Then there is another blank stretch in my memory. The next time I came around I knew what was going on. I was in the dungeon, in a sling, and being gang banged. There were only 4 guys in the room at this point, one of them was my fuckbuddy. "Dude, what's going on? What's happening to me?" I asked-- even though I really knew. "You said you were looking for an invite to the basement. I guess the host took a liking to you-- mainly because you're such a novice. But he figured you might balk at getting knocked up by a ton of guys, so he... Sorta helped you along." "You mean he drugged me?? Fuck this!! Get me out of here!" I begged. "Why? It's too late. The party's nearly over and 20 guys have already taken their turn and cum in your hole. You might as well just let these last few finish up." I stopped fighting. 20 guys had used my ass as their cumdump?? As I laid there, I felt the guy fucking me stiffen and groan an I knew that load 21 was shooting into me. I asked my buddy for some more poppers, and let the remaining three (my fuckbuddy included) use my ass. I watched them each take a turn, but it was like I was watching someone else get fucked. When my buddy finished up inside me, he helped me down out of the sling, and supported me while I climbed the stairs. He tossed me onto one of the fuckbeds in rhe first floor bedroom and told me to sleep it off. The next thing I remember is waking up in late morning with a chalky mouth, a splitting headache, and a supremely sore ass. It also felt like I needed to take a shit something fierce. I stumbled to the bathroom and sat down. And I swear a pint of cum ran out of my ass. It just kept flowing out of me, burning my raw asshole as it dribbled out. I dressed quickly after that and drove myself that long 2 hour drive home. The whole time freaking out about being drugged... And raped. And used raw by that many guys. And I had paid $20 for it too. Of course I also got hard thinking about it and gave my load to a stall wall in a rest area on the way home.

The drawing for the car was at 10 pm at the casino. I showed up at 9 pm to get my entries in the barrel and to use their Wi-Fi that was way faster than the shitty DSL I had at home. I was tapped out of cash after playing slots earlier in the day. I got a drink from the bar and then went to the waiting area near the Player's Club desk. I sat down on a chair in the corner and got my phone out. I glanced to my right and saw a handsome bear who looked to be in his mid-30s wearing cargo shorts and a white wife-beater shirt. Close-cropped hair and a thick black beard. Just then a thinner brown-hair guy came up and sat on the armrest of his chair. This guy was about the same age and was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt. He had a Tribal tattoo going up his right arm. The two talked for about a minute and then the thinner guy left. I leaned over towards the bear and started up some small talk about the crowd, whether to keep the car or sell it should one of us win it, the weather, etc. After a few minutes, the thinner guy came back and again sat on the armrest of the bear's chair. My small talk came to an end. I was looking for some sign of intimacy between the two but couldn't detect any. A couple minutes went by and the thinner guy again took off. Small talk resumed between us. The casino was on an Indian reservation in the middle of nowhere. I let him know that I was glad I didn't have a long drive home after the drawing as I had a place 15 minutes away. The bear informed me he was camping on one of the sites behind the casino. He's come from about 2 1/2 hours away and was camping with his "friend". Names are exchanged. I'm Jay, he's Jimmy. It's getting closer to 10 pm. The thinner guy came back again. Jimmy introduced us to each other. The thinner guy is Al. I asked if they're sticking around after the drawing. Jimmy said they're going back to their campsite. Jimmy asked my plans. I gambled all I had wanted to for the day and was planning on heading home. I was curious about the campsites and relayed that to them. Jimmy invited me to take a look at their setup. The winner of the drawing was announced and it was not any of us three. Jimmy inquired if I was ready to leave. I said I was. I took a peak at Al's phone and saw him checking out Grindr. I asked if he saw anyone interesting. He blushed and held his phone up to his chest. I told him that I didn't bother with Grindr up here as we're in the middle of nowhere. Nervous laughter ensued among the three of us. It's time to leave. I walked back to the campsite with them and let them know I've been out for nearly 30 years. They tell me they've been together 5 years. They were introduced to each other by a former coworker of Al's named Eddie. As it happened, Eddie and his husband Marco were camping on the site next to Jimmy and Al that weekend. We walked all the way to the end of the campground to get to Jimmy and Al's site. They had what looked to be a 20' travel trailer set up. Next to them on the very last site was a 28' or 32' trailer that I would later find out belonged to Eddie and Marco. There was no one else setup nearby. The mosquitoes were really bad so I eagerly took up an invitation to go inside their trailer. After a quick tour, I felt Jimmy come up behind me and squeeze my ass. He then moved an arm around me and moved his hand all around my chest. Al came up in front of me and moved in to kiss me. I opened my mouth wide and our tongues started twirling around each other's. His hands dropped down to caress my hips and moved closer to my rapidly-hardening dick. I started rubbing Al's crotch with my hands. Jimmy started grinding his crotch into my ass as I pushed back on him. This makeout went on for a while before Al put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to my knees. As I'm headed to the ground, he stepped out of his jeans and a 8" cock sprung out. I started kissing the tip and then began to work more of the shaft into my mouth. Jimmy was working his hands on my shoulders and I could feel him taking off his shorts. I was working on giving Al the best blow job I could by taking him deep and then running my lips up and down the sides of his cock. I heard Jimmy fapping his dick right behind me and felt the knuckles of his hand occasionally making contact with my neck and shoulders. Jimmy then turned me around so I was facing his dick. It's a wonderfully thick 7" rod. I opened my mouth wide so he could shove it in. He quickly started to fuck my face moving in and out at a mid-tempo pace. Al got down on the ground next to me and freed me from my shorts. He didn't remove the gold lady's thong I was wearing. Al saw it on me and remarked that they're going to treat me like a huge fairy before they get finished with me. I started moving faster up and down on Jimmy's dick as he and Al spewed insults about what a fagot cocksucking whore I was. My own dick was rock hard and springing out the side of my frilly thong. Al then got me to my feet and started moving his dick between my ass cheeks. I'm bent over as I continue to get face-fucked by Jimmy. Jimmy soon pulled out if my mouth as he announced he didn't want to cum yet. Finally able to speak now that my mouth was no longer full of cock, I let my aggressive new lovers know that I had not cleaned out down below. Jimmy laughed and said they might have something to help. He opened a cupboard and pulled out a couple of disposable enemas. He moved me towards the toilet in the bathroom, bent me over, pulled off my panties and shoved one of the enema nozzles up my hole. He apologized that they were reusing enemas as storage space was limited and that they were also firm believers in recycling. As Jimmy was flooding my bowels, Al placed his still-stiff dick in front of my face. He told me to take it easy and not make him cum. Jimmy laughed again and told me he wasn't cleaning my butt out in order for them to cum in my mouth. Jimmy refilled both of the enemas and then shot them in me again. I could really feel the liquid sloshing inside me and I pulled off of Al's staff and stood up straight. Al pulled off my shirt, rubbed my belly and told me to hold it all in. Jimmy massaged my ass cheeks telling me he couldn't wait to feel the insides of my ass with his cock! A couple minutes later, I could no longer hold in the liquid. I squatted over the toilet bowl and emptied out. Jimmy asked if I wanted to repeat the process and I nodded yes. Jimmy shot another 2 1/2 bottles in me and things came out pretty clear. Al gave me a container of wet wipes so I could clean up. After I was all fresh, Jimmy grabbed me by my raging hard on and led me to the bed. He pushed me on my back onto the bed and climbed on top of me. Our tongues were probing each other's mouths and our hands were all over each other's dicks. Al came up on his knees by my face. His stiff cock was hitting my cheek. Jimmy and I unlocked our tongues and we took turns sucking on Al's tool. Al produced a bottle of poppers and ran it under my nose. Fuck that was good as I took a deep hit. Jimmy got up off of me and pushed my legs up against my chest. He put his face down by my ass and started probing me with his tongue. Al kept alternating feeding me his cock and hits of poppers. Jimmy was really getting sloppy with my hole. Jimmy decided it was time to put more than his tongue inside my butt. I felt him rise up off the bed and pull my ass to the edge of the mattress. I glanced at him and saw him put some lube on his index finger and then work it around my hole. A last bit of lube on his rod and he was ready to enter me. I was secretly hoping that Al would fuck me first with his thinner dick, but I was not about to object to Jimmy's thick shaft taking me first. Jimmy took his time working into me. He would work in a bit at a time and then pull out a ways before working in a bit deeper. Al was still up by my head instructing me to breathe deeply as his lover's tool was moving in and out of my ass. It felt so good to be opened up the way I was. Jimmy was able to get his entire day cock in me and I felt his pelvis grind against my ass. Rather than start to move in and out, he started to move his tool around in a sideways motion opening me up even more. Al kept the poppers handy for me to use and it felt amazing as Jimmy slid around in my butt. Jimmy and Al complimented me on what a hot slut I was. Al was encouraging Jimmy to load me up in order to provide lube for Al to fuck me. Jimmy again put his weight on me and stated kissing and tonguing me deeply as he thrusted in and out of my ass. I was moaning and begging him to keep going. Jimmy said I had to be a real whore to be so enjoying his thick cock the first time I got fucked by it. I agreed that I was quite a whore. Jimmy was picking up the pace he moved his fat rod in and out of my slutty ass. I knew he was going to cum soon. Jimmy commanded me to beg for his load. I needed it in me so bad and I pleaded for him to not pull out. "Please, please, please, give this lousy slut your cum. My whore ass needs it in me. Make me your bitch." Jimmy was pleased and sped up, pounding me even faster. Finally, he pushed in deep, held still, and started blasting my ass with cum. "Take that, you filthy bitch." Jimmy stuck inside me to empty his entire load up my butt. When he was done, he pulled out and was wobbly when he stood up. I told him to bring his cock over to me so I could clean it up. Upon seeing me go ass-to-mouth with his dick, he remarked that I truly was a filthy whore. While Jimmy was pounding me, Al kept feeding me his dick to keep him hard, but not so much that he would cum. Now that Jimmy was done, Al got up and told me to get on my hands and knees on the bed. Al moved behind me and starting sliding his dick up and down my asscrack. He remarked that Jimmy had done a great job of opening me up and that my ass looked so sloppy that he wouldn't need any lube. Al quickly slid his cock all the way inside of me. I moaned and begged Al to push Jimmy's load deep inside me. Al started thrusting in and out of me. He was rougher than Jimmy had been. He was slapping my ass while he was fucking it and would reach around to pinch my nipples hard. I was in agony from being manhandled and ecstasy from being fucked hard and deep. As he was doing this, I was bathing Jimmy's dick with my tongue to get every last bit of the mixture of his cum and my ass juice off of it. Al remarked that only a dirty whore likes the taste of his own ass. Jimmy's dick was showing signs of getting hard again from the attention I was giving him. Al slowed down his assault on my hole, drawing his dick slowly and almost completely out of me and waiting a beat before giving a sudden thrust all the way back in. Al was a magnificent fuck and his long cock felt perfect in my butt. I began begging for Al to add to Jimmy's load. I needed it more than anything. Al teased me by keeping his pace at the slow withdrawal, waiting, and quick thrust back in. Then he pulled out of me completely. I yelled for him to put it back in, that I was a cockslut destined to have his cum in me. Al added to my agony by just putting the head of his cock in me before pulling out completely and doing this multiple times. I grew impatient and tried flinging my body backwards in an attempt to impale myself on his pole. Al violently pinched my nipples and ground his fingernails into them. He told me that he was in charge of when, where, and if he would cum. I whimpered like a baby and promised to be a good little bitch for him. I promised to do anything for him if he would just continue to fuck me. I pitifully acknowledged that he could go at whatever pace he wanted. Jimmy was laughing at my groveling. Al told me he would think about whether to keep fucking me, but first he wanted me to clean up his dick. I sprung down to take him in my mouth and eagerly started sucking. Al jammed his tool all the way into my mouth and I gagged. He laughed and told me choke on his dick like a whore. He stayed inside my mouth and I was able to stop my gag reflex. Al then complimented me on being a good slut and that maybe he would go back into my ass after all. He commanded me to get on my back. He wanted to see the look in my eyes as he was filling me up. He went inside me in one stroke and then started an even in an out. Al said he was getting close. I thanked him for giving me another change to be his cumwhore and how lucky I was to have been fucked by him and by Jimmy. Al apparently was pleased and announced he was about to cum. He grunted and kept fucking me as he said he was nutting in me. His thrusts and grunts continued for what seemed like another two minutes before he stopped. Al said he did not give me as much cum as Jimmy because he had already shot a load up Jimmy's ass a few hours before. His cock then slid out of me and I begged to be allowed to clean him up. Al chuckled and seemed pleased by my servitude towards him. He granted me permission to be a good cumslut and clean him. I thanked him profusely and started my task on his wonderful dick. Jimmy was pleased with my performance and stated that my status as a whore was sealed. He then wondered what they should do when Eddie and Marco came back to the site. I was puzzled by this as I had in the back of my mind that they might come back and join us for some expanded group fun. Jimmy could see my confusion and started to explain the situation. Eddie was Al's former coworker and mentor. Eddie was also friends with Jimmy's former roommate and played matchmaker to Al and Jimmy. Eddie and Al had hooked a few times, but Eddie was in a long-term relationship with Marco. Eddie was HIV+ but was on meds and his viral load was undetectable. Eddie and Marco were registered as domestic partners so that Marco could be on Eddie's state employee health insurance plan and get a prescription for PrEP. When gay marriage became legalized nationwide, they tied the knot. A few years ago, Eddie was in his early 60's when his mother became ill. After receiving assurances that he and Marco would continue to be eligible for health insurance coverage, Eddie took early retirement and he and Marco moved to Minneapolis to tend to his ailing mother. In short order, his mother died and he was informed that his health insurance would no longer be subsidized as a retiree benefit. Eddie was unable to find an affordable plan that would cover his meds and Marco's PrEP. So both ended up going off of their prescriptions. Not surprisingly, Eddie's viral load took off and Marco recently became HIV+. Al and Jimmy learned that Marco also picked up a Hep-C infection. Al and Jimmy had not seen Eddie and Marco for a couple of years prior to this afternoon. They had known about some of their issues, but were fully briefed on their situation only a few hours ago. Though Al and Jimmy were both HIV- and on PrEP, they were conflicted about how far they should go with Eddie and Marco. Sensing their apprehension, Eddie and Marco went off on their own in the casino and were apparently still there. Al and Jimmy then asked for some of my history. As the three of us were laying in bed naked with me sandwiched in between them, I started stroking their dicks as I filled them in on my life.As a now 50-something gay man, my life had gone through a number of cycles. My 20s were spent as an underemployed underachiever. There were no serious relationships as I felt too constrained financially. I fucked around, but usually played safe. By age 30, I had a good job and was able to spread my wings and travel. Making up for lost time, I fucked around wherever and whenever I could. Trips to the baths, adult theaters, video arcades, and nude gay resorts led to lots of anonymous or no-strings sex. Increasingly, it was bareback sex. I never ended up catching anything that a prescription couldn't cure. My 40s were largely spent in a mostly monogamous but increasingly unhappy relationship. We split up for good 2 years ago and I was getting back into a carefree sexual lifestyle. I was still HIV- as far as I knew, but I hadn't been tested since the early days of my LTR. I left out some of my recent experiences delving into the world of PNP as that didn't seem to be their scene. Al and Jimmy said I would have a decision to make when Eddie and Marco came back. Al and Jimmy were leaning towards not fooling around with them without giving themselves more time to put things in perspective. Meanwhile, Al and Jimmy were interested and growing more horny as I told them some of my travel stories.Jimmy as biting my neck and my nipples as I continued. Al would force me to keep stroking his dick and would play with my ass, dick, and mouth. I was super stiff and had not cum yet, but was really wanting to have one or both of them fuck me again. My desire was granted as Jimmy announced he wanted another go at my ass. He told me he wanted to fuck my doggy-style so I assumed the position. Since Jimmy's dick was so thick, he worked a little more lube around my hole and on the tip of his fat cock. Then he began the process of plugging me up again with his fatboy. He took his time, but he was all the way inside me much quicker than the first time we fucked. He established a steady rhythm for fucking me. I saw Al get off the bed and move behind Jimmy. Stroking his shoulders and back, Al got into position to invade Jimmy's ass. Fuck, it had been over 10 years since I had been in a fuck-sandwich scene. Even though I wasn't in the middle of it, it was an incredible turn-on.Al and I held still as Jimmy rocked back and forth to determine whether he or I was getting fucked at any particular time. Jimmy and Al were grunting as their dicks worked on fucking holes. I was moaning and exclaiming how great I felt. Once more they both taunted me about being a complete slut and cumwhore. They told me I would probably even take Eddie and Marcos' dirty loads if given the chance. Right then and there, they were right about that. I wanted all the cum I could get to be shot up my ass, damn the consequences. We stayed fucking at a steady pace for what felt like a long time. Jimmy once again informed me that I needed to beg for his cum. I was going to start pleading for it anyway. I quite honestly told Jimmy that I had to have his cum. Jimmy asked what I wouuld do to get it. He asked if I would take Marco's load as it probably had a sky-high viral load. I agreed that I would gladly let Marco shoot his lethal cum in me later if Jimmy would just give me his now. I said Eddie was more than welcome to fuck me with his deathstick as well. I was willing to be a bugchasing bottom whore bitch just to get another load from Jimmy. Jimmy decided that I was willing to debase myself enough to get another load from his thick tool. He sped up his pace between Al and me and started grunting as he left another cum deposit up my butt. The quickened pace had the effect of making Al ready to cum inside Jimmy which he did. Jimmy almost screamed as he blasted inside of Jimmy. Jimmy was spent and collapsed on top of me. Al followed him down onto the bed and I had these two hot studs laying on top of me. I caught my breath as best I could while being at the bottom of this pile of naked manflesh. While attempting to recover, I heard clapping, hooting, and cries of "encore, encore" coming from two voices outside the trailer. The door opened and two men came into the trailer. One, a handsome gray-haired man in his mid -60s introduced himself as Eddie. The other, a cute Latin guy about my age introduced himself as Marco. Then Marco chuckled and said, "Now, about taking my lethal cum..." (To be continued)

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.

I recently chatted with a local guy who wants to turn my tight ass into a gaping pussy. We are scheduling an ass inspection next week. HOPEFULLY I can upload pics of my training. I will start with his toy box.

I absolutely am not going to be tacky enough to share it--even privately--but I just came across a video online of porn star Shane Frost slamming.

From a bottom's perspective and having experienced many well endowed tops, I find technique (both top's and bottom's) has a significant effect on tolerating large cocks. Large tops who are very aggressive in their technique; i.e., those who look for maximum penetration, pile driving, jack rabbit, or any combination thereof can be a turn off for a bottom. Bottom's who are inexperienced in handling well endowment can also be the issue. Communication and compromise in technique between partners is essential. In a relationship compromise is an important factor in a successful partnership. An aggressive hung top and an inexperienced size queen are usually a recipe for disaster, for the bottom as well as the relationship. Before entering into a relationship, both partners should realize what comparability issues exist and resolve those issues before going further. Yes, cock size and hole capacity are both comparability issues. One time hookups, anonymous hookups, etc., also require communication and compromise between partners for a successful, erotic and hopefully repeatable encounters. Unfortunately this doesn't usually happen. An 11 inch thick top with a technique designed to please his bottom is better than a 9 inch thick top who is only looking for his pleasure and wrecking the bottom's hole. Some relationships, a bottom is not just a "hole".

I wasn't just the high school faggot, I was also the middle school faggot and the university faggot and the team faggot and the neighbourhood faggot. Everyone has always known I am a faggot and when you are an easy slut, word gets around. high school boys don't get a lot of good easy blowjobs so when they know they have an easy, eager, willing talented mouth available they use it. it was pretty well known that if you slept over at my house or I slept over at yours, your cock was going to end up in my mouth getting sucked and I was guaranteed to swallow your load.plus if you wanted to fuck me I was down. same for horny drunk guys at parties. just slip into a washroom or a bedroom and I would suck you off or get on all 4s so you could fuck me.1 guy alone or 2,3 guys (and more on a few lucky drunk/high/horny straight guy occasions).a few boys in high school actually told me they were just using me as a substitute for jerking off. some guys would even use me to find what sex with boys was like.some of them would even try sucking my cock and making out with me.

i appreciate your honesty, you are who you are. It's rare in my experience, but you sound like a dom bottom, which i think is counter intuitive to most bottoms especially to those who have sub in their nature too. Personally i associate being bottom, penetrated and inseminated, with "sub." i used to be what i called a "cum dump," but that has changed for me. i've turned into a quality over quantity bottom, which is not to suggest that getting a quick load can't be a "quality" experience or to minimize the value of cum. Really, it's the opposite, i want both parties to value the connection, and cum can be a part of that. i get that we can quantify the connection between Top and bottom down to the end result of depositing cum, but i think we as humans can go beyond that. We have cognition and emotions that we can fuck with (i.e. sexually connect with) too. For me, being sub is not automatic, it's a response. For example, i was texting with a guy on Recon last night and at one point He said: "and it's "sir." I.e., He was telling me to use "sir" when addressing Him. i did. But my doing so didn't elevate Him to Dom for me emotionally or cognitively, it was surface. To me, submission is something i give, just like a Top or Dom is giving me His cock or cum, i am giving Him my body as a receptacle a place to temporarily put His cock and permanently leave His seed. Submission can be surface or run deep, but for me, that's dependent on the person i am with. my "submission" is, at least in part, a reflection of His dominance. If His dominance is 'shallow,' so is my submission. For me, the connection can involve so much more than cock, cum and ass. What i crave as a bottom/sub, is the energy and desire of a Top/Dom to penetrate, create, effect, influence, mold, modify, leave His mark, inseminate, impregnate... the descriptors can be endless. Conversely, i see the wiring of a Top/Dom as wanting/needing to do those things, to connect in that way with someone who needs and wants who they are and that part of their self they need and want to impart. For me, the best connections are balanced. One of the best connections i have ever had with a Guy we had awesome sex. Yet, i spent the week end with Him and didn't get one drop of actual semen from Him. But, He left such a deep physical, mental and emotional 'mark' on me, that i carry Him as a part of me a couple of years after we were together. He definitely fucked and seeded me. i think mechanical sex is still special, but it's the basest form of sex and can almost be disrespectful of the act. i think whatever form sex takes, the quality of it is effected by the presence and focus of both parties. i think we can fuck 'deeply' for 30 seconds or 30 minutes, that it's not about time.

I don’t use condoms, like natural, raw and vers

Been 10 years plus since i used a condom. I convinced myself that using condoms was just fake sex. Might aswell jerk off. Sex is supposed to be a passionate and intimate relation between two or more people which includes shooting semen into your partner or receiving semen from your partner.

I regret not being the high school cumdump immensely but in the town I was in I honestly feel I could have ended up like the kid in Wyoming 20 years ago, Matthew Shepard, instead of being everyone's relief. I feel I made the safer choice, but god a lot of them were hunks so I have my fantasies.

Everytime I see someone who is LGBT (Particularly gay men) who support Trump, I just really wonder what it's like to be so desperate for attention, that you need to cater to pathetic "straight, right-winged, fascist" rhetoric. Seems to me "Uncle Tom" has taken a new rainbow look.

Ugh, I'm sorry you had to deal with that. My grandpa is ultra conservative and post all kinds of conservative stuff on Facebook. He knows I'm gay but never mentions it. My bf and I are going to California and we're supposed to visit him, and I'm dreading it a little bit. I haven't had to deal with any bottom shaming to my face, but I get the feeling that it happens anyway. I don't really have a group of friends that are my own anyway, so I don't worry about it too much. Most of my friends are people I met through my current bf, so they're gay too. Some of them are obvious tops but I'm probably the only one in our group who's clearly a bottom.

Does anyone judge you for being a bottom? I haven't ever had anyone come out and shame me for it yet, but sometimes I think I get silently judged for it. I've had to do the walk of shame at home when my mom came home from work, and she knew what was happening in my room. It happened more than once. Another time I had my butt plug in and was walking around the house in my undies all day while she was at work. I was watching TV on the couch and she walked in and could smell my butt. It was awkward.

Rich white queers are the same as their straight counterparts- they'll overlook anything if they get their tax cuts. Ethics and morality are for the plebes.

omg with the exception of your topping we are almost twins. We are both total cumdump whores that get fucked by a ton of random strangers and like you I was also a total cumdumpster all throughout highschool. I was also a pretty good athlete but everyone knew I was a cocksucker and a bottom. One of my nicknames was actually "Gay Porn Star" Plus even though I'm athletic and muscular I have the body of a hot girl with a GREAT ASS and am told I "look like sex" so guys would always approach me on the download for blowjobs and fucking cause they all knew I was super easy and a talented cocksucker. Sometimes when they got drunk or high they wouldn't be so discrete and make out with me or more right out in the open at a party so it would remind guys how slutty I am. btw I also do that thing you do where I try to start with 1 or 2 average size cocks to warm up for the big ones lol

I was always known as a cocksucking faggot and easy.Basically everyone from grade 9 on knew I could deep throat and have no gag reflex. I started sucking cocks on straight guys and they would often use my mouth 2 or 3 at a time(sometimes more) and there were a few guys that would get me to suck their cocks right out in the open at parties.i even had a couple female friends in high school that got me to teach them how to suck their boyfriends cock

Got a message earlier on Grindr from a blank profile, it was from a horny closet Afghan lad, 25. He was looking for a hungry slut to fuck his big load into. I sent him my address & 10 minutes later the door bell rang, I opened the door and there he was, very handsome muscular lad wearing an almost skin tight white robe, thin short beard around his chin & stunning light hazel eyes. We went straight to the bedroom where he stripped off & told me to get on all fours on the bed. He got behind me, spat on my hole & plunged his fat cut vein cock balls deep in my cunthole and started fucking me hard. He mercilessly raided my hole for about 10 minutes then he shot his load deep inside me. He slowly pulled out then laid on his back recovering, I pushed my plug in my hole & gently sucked his still rock hard dick clean, I then told him he could fuck me again if he had more loads to dump in me. He fucked 2 more loads in me & made me cum as he bred his last load deep in me.

100% more about the fuck for me. I'm vers and purposely TRY to play with other vers sluts. Love to flip, ass to mouth, sloppy hole eating, train fucking, GROUPS. I don't give a shit where the cum ends up as long as everyone has a good sleazy time Sometimes my hole is wrecked and I can't keep it closed, but I haven't collected a single load cuz they ended up somewhere else. I don't care at all.

Take it twice daily. That and a good enema once or twice and I’m deep fist ready far quicker than I ever used to be

Spontaneously set up a motel ass-up scene yesterday after work - my favorite kind of play. Reached out to some top friends to see who was available, and lined up three who each said he could stop by my motel between 4:00 and 5:30 pm. I use a short-stay place near where I work, so I made an excuse about and appointment and left a bit early. I knew I didn't have a lot of time to play, so I only got the room for a couple of hours. I got things set up and sent them all the room number. While I waited, I douched to make sure I was clean, then liberally applied lube to my hole. Leaving the door ajar, I assumed the position and waited. The first guy arrived within 5 minutes. No talking, he just undressed, climbed on the bed in front of me, and stuffed his cock in my mouth. I felt him grow and stiffen as he slid in and out. He moaned as I took his entire length in my mouth and tongued his balls at the same time. It's not a long cock, maybe 5.5-6 inches, but it's nice and thick. Once he was hard, he withdrew from my mouth and came around behind me. Hes started to tease my hole by rubbing it with the head of his cock. When I couldn't stand it any more. I eagerly thrust myself backwards, impaling myself and feeling my sphincter stretch to accommodate his girth. He grabbed my hips and slid in and out of my hole, slowly at first, savoring the sensation of my tight ass clinging to his shaft. Then his pace quickened, and he was pounding me hard. My own cock and balls swung wildly as his hips slapped against my ass. I tightened and loosened my muscles to milk the load from his balls, and I was soon rewarded as he made one mighty thrust and held his cock deep inside. I tightened my muscles again and felt the telltale pulsing of his cock that told me he was pumping his load into my guts. He pulled out and I spun around to suck the combination of his cum and my ass off his shaft before he got dressed and left. I got back into position on the bed to await the next visitor, checking my email before he arrived. There was a note from one of the other guys (a young mid-20s kid with a killer long, thick BWC) saying that he was stuck at work and couldn't make it, after all. I was disappointed, but excited at the next email I read - a note from the third guy, an early-30s BBC top, saying he would arrive in 10 minutes. Not long after I heard a car pull up outside, and then the door opened. Unlike the first guy, the second simply dropped his pants and began rubbing the tip of his dick up and down my ass crack, getting it hard and slick at the same time. Then I heard him whisper, "Suck it,", and I obediently spun around, slid off the bed and onto my knees on the floor. I could taste his musk mixed with my ass and the previous guy's cum - delicious! I worked that cock like I hadn't sucked one in years, taking his full 8-inch length down my throat. As I did, he bent down and fingered my ass. I don't know if he realized that I already had a load inside me, but I didn't care. Once he was rock-hard, I stood, turned and bent over the bed. He explored stretched-out hole with his fingers some more, then I felt the pressure of his cock head on my sphincter and he slid inside in one motion. He worked my ass for what felt like an eternity, hitting my prostate and almost sending me through the roof. At last I felt his cock pumping its thick load inside me as well, adding to the brew I had collected. As he pulled out, I spun back around and cleaned his shaft with my mouth. Two loads, my ass, his musk - intoxicating. He zipped up and headed out the door. Once he was gone I cleaned up, dressed and left, holding both loads inside me until just before bed. I was shocked by the amount of cum two men had deposited - it looked like it could have come from four or five! I was so turned on that I've emailed both of them, and some other friends as well, to see if we can do it again on Thursday.

Very concise summary Boy, I like the sperm inside you part especially.

if I wanted a cunt i'd find a woman

Part 4 It was Sunday morning as we left the campground. I pulled onto the highway and decided to head toward the city instead of directly home. I thought Matty and I needed to do a little shopping to celebrate our new relationship. As we traveled down the road, Matty told me stories about some of his sexual escapades. I had made him to take his shorts off so I could admire his beautiful body, and he leaned back in the passengers chair with one of his big feet propped up on the dashboard. God, even his feet were sexy. Nice big size 12 feet. I couldn't wait till I had a chance to lick and worship them. He stretched out and put his left hand behind his head, letting me have a nice view of his dark, hairy pit. He lightly stroked his cock as he leisurely talked. Between his hot stories regaling what a slut he is, and his gorgeous naked body on full display, I had a difficult time concentrating on the road. My own hard cock pushed against the confines of my shorts. We hadn't fucked this morning, what with all the sex that had taken place the day before, but now I was really horny again. My son had revived my middle aged libido, and I felt as if I was 19 years old again myself. Finally I couldn't take any more. "Come here slut." I demanded. "Suck daddy's cock." He flashed his big smile and dropped to his knees next to me. Unbuttoning my shorts, he pulled out my uncut meat and pulled the foreskin back. He licked around my head, savouring the precum before he swallowed my entire shaft. I just groaned as my boy expertly deep throated my cock, making slow love to it with his throat muscles. Damn, it felt almost as good as his ass. He would swallow it to the root, burying his nose in my pubes, and massage me with his throat. It didn't take long before I was close to shooting. I grabbed a fist full of his curly hair, and slammed his head up and down into my pubes. I held him tight to me as I shot my first two squirts right down his throat. Then I pulled him off and finished shooting on his face, coating his cheek and nose. I damn near wrecked the r.v. in the process. I rubbed some of the cum into his hair as I pushed him off me. He sat back in his chair with a big shit eating grin on his face. He left the cum on his face without me even needing to tell him. He knew I liked him looking like a cheap whore. It wasn't long before we hit the city limits, and shortly we were at the leather store. Luckily I had a credit card that my wife didn't know about, so we could buy whatever caught our eye. And I'm sure Matty had lots of ideas, as did I. We walked through the door and Matty's eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. Before us lay a plethora of leather and kink items, and I couldn't wait to start shopping. We walked around the store a bit, checking things out, as the few patrons that were in there eyed Matty with lust filled gazes. I felt so proud, having such a beautiful son, and of course it helped that he was still only wearing a pair of basketball shorts and flip-flops. These shorts were white, and you could practically see right through them. The first place we stopped was the collars. I picked a couple of different ones up, trying them around Matty's neck. All eyes in the store were on the practically naked Adonis as I decided on the best one. It had several different rings on it, perfect for various different ways of restraint. I clipped a leash onto it, and led Matty up to the counter. I handed the guy behind it my card. "Go ahead and hang on to this." I said. "We're going to be a while." The guy gave me a big smile as he took my card. Having my boy in a collar filled me with a sense of real power. I made Matty get on his hands and knees as I led him over to the restraints. He obeyed without even hesitating. I selected a nice set of ankle and wrist restrains. Thick leather ones, lined with sheepskin. Perfect for extended use. I put them to my boy, and he was starting to look really fucking hot. I led him over to the gags next. I picked up a gag with a large round plastic hole. I pushed it in his mouth, stretching his jaw wide open, and buckled it behind his head. Very nice. I picked up a ball gag next, and removed the piss gag. Then I forced the red ball into his mouth and buckled it. Very sexy. "We'll definitely take both of these." I said, handing the piss gag to the clerk. I led my gagged boy over to the hoods next. "Kneel boy." I instructed him. He raised himself into a kneeling position, revealing a rock hard cock under his shorts. He was totally turned on at this public display of his obedience. It was not lost on the other patrons who had all stopped to watch the show. I picked up a nice thick hood that had a removable blindfold and mouth piece. I took his collar off, as this hood had a collar and rings on it too. I placed it over Matty's head, buckeling it tight. It fit him perfectly. Then I removed it, and took it to the counter as Matty put his new collar back on. Next I led him to a wall of whips and paddles. "Choose two son." I instructed him. Matty looked them over, then chose a riding crop, and a cat-o'-nine-tails. I walked over to the blindfolds and selected a nice one that also had sheepskin lining. I put it on my boy, blinding him. I walked over to one of the men who was watching. A man, a little older than me with a nice big belly and a bushy beard. His arms were really hairy, and chest hair spilled out of his shirt collar. Definitely a bear. I handed him the cat-o'-nine-tails saying, "You look like a man who knows his way around a whip. Would you mind testing this for me? I think 5 hard strokes on his back should do the trick." The man smiled as he took the cat. Walking to my son, he brought the cat down on Matty's back, snapping it so the tips of the tails struck his vulnerable skin. Matty cried out into the gag, much to the amusement of the men watching. 4 more quick hard snaps left some nice red welts on my boys back. I smiled as I took the cat to the counter. Then I bent the crop in my hand, testing it's flexibility. Standing behind my boy, I administered 5 fast hard swipes to the sole of his left foot, followed by 5 to his right foot. Matty cried out into his gag after each strike of the crop. But I could see his cock was still hard in his shorts. The slut. I leaned down into his ear and said, "You're doing good son. There's just one more that you didn't pick." I selected a nice, hard leather paddle off the wall, the kind that had studded metal points on one side. I walked up to a couple and handed one of them the paddle. "Would you do the honors?" I asked. "Give him 5 on his beautiful ass. 3 with the flat side, 2 with the other." He licked his lips as he approached Matty and held nothing back as he came down full force on Matty's backside. Matty screamed into the gag after each swat, everyone as hard as the other with only his thin shorts between the leather and his skin. But he never moved through his ordeal, and I was proud. After I took the paddle and whips to the counter, I stopped and had a private conversation with the bear. He just nodded and smiled. Then I picked out some leather shorts and harnesses, a couple of each and handed them to the bear. "Would you kindly take my son to the dressing room and find the ones that fit him best?" I asked. The bear took hold of the leash and tugged on it. "Come on boy!" He said, leading the blindfolded boy to the back. "You heard your daddy." Matty obediently crawled behind the big man, not that he had a choice. The clerk probably knew what was up, but didn't object, after all, I was spending quite a bit of money today. I walked over to the counter and selected a nice selection of various cock and balls devises, different rings and stretchers, as well as a couple of nice chastity cages. I couldn't wait to see them on my son. As I walked around the store a bit, the man who had paddled Matty came up to me. "That's a hot boy you got there. Where'd you find him?" " He's my son." I replied. "Oh, of course, your "son"". He said smiling. "No really, he is my son. And right now he's taking a load up his ass from that guy, because I wanted him too." "No shit man! Thats so nasty!" "Well, he's a nasty little slut. Do you want to have a go at him? He lives for cock." "No shit man? Well my partner and I have a nice little play space if you wanna come over. We'll fill that sluts pussy real good. Even got a friend we could call if he's that cock hungry." "Call him." I said. "Let me finish shopping and we can head over." The man was smiling as he walked over to his partner. And soon his partner was smiling just as big. After about 10 minutes, the bear started walking from the back, leading my boy who now wore a harness and leather shorts. A couple of new people had come in the store and looked a little surprised as they watched my new slave crawling on the floor. The bear just handed me his leash and his shorts and said thank you, then left. I took the blindfold off my boy, and led him over to the shackles. I removed his wrist and ankle restraints, then picked up a nice spreader bar. I made Matty stand and kicked his ankles apart, attaching the bar with the attached restraints. Then I found a nice metal shackle, took off his collar, and shackled his wrist's and neck. The clerk gave me a padlock to secure it shut. Matty looked super hot standing there, but he was missing something. I went to the counter and picked out several different nipple clamps, one of them being aligator clamps. I attached them to my boy, eliciting loud screams into his ball gag. I left him standing there in pain and on display as I picked up a few more items. Some various dildos, anal balls, butt plugs enema equipment, a leather jockstrap and a few coloured ones, the works. And a few more bottles of poppers, of course. As the clerk rang up my purchases, I released the nipple clamps, eliciting new screams from Matty, and removed the shackles, replacing them with his new restraints. Then when everything was bagged up, I led my collared boy out the door to the r.v., then over to my new friends playpen. This trip cost a couple thousand dollars, but I knew my slut was worth it. As soon as we arrived at our host's place, Alan and Bob, they ushered us into a bedroom that was set up as a respectable little dungeon. It had a sling, fuckbench, couple of different cages, a wooden stockade, a St. Andrews cross, and a variety of whips and other sex toys. After a quick discussion with the two men, we stripped Matty and bound my still gagged son to the cross. He looked so hot tied up, spread and vulnerable, his smooth white ass practically begging to get beat. The doorbell rang and Bob went to let their friend, Rick in. He was another leather daddy who let loose a huge smile when he saw the naked stud displayed before him. He rubbed Matty's ass saying, "This is going to be one hot fuck. I can't wait to see his tight little cunt oozing cum." But first things first. I held some poppers under Matty's nose, making him take several long deep hits till I could tell he was high. "You might have to wear a shirt for a while son." I whispered into his ear. "Don't want your mamma to see your back." As I stepped away, Alan landed a hard stroke from a cat right between Matty's shoulder blades. Matty cried out from surprise as his whole body tensed up, and some nice light pink lines appeared on his back. Then Alan went to work like a pro, alternating the blows to my slut. He would deliver several fast ones in a row, followed by a really hard one, alternating between Matty's broad shoulders, his narrow waist and every available spot in between. Matty tensed with every blow, his spectacular muscles flexing as he writhed in his bonds, sweat dripping down his body. We all egged Alan on, enjoying the young stud suffering. Finally Matt's entire back glowed like it was on fire, which I'm sure it was. Bob released my boy from the cross, and Matty just dropped too his knees. I didn't know if it was from submission or exhaustion. Not that it mattered. On his knees is where a slut like him belongs. Bob led him over to the fuckbench, and helped him up on it, buckeling him in, pulling out his plug, and leaving his glorious white ass ready and available for whatever we wanted. I'm sure Matty thought he was going to get fucked after the whipping he just took, but Rick had other ideas. Bob removed Matty's gag as I fed him more poppers. When he was nice and buzzed and loose, Rick picked up a thick wooden paddle and started beating Matt's ass. The first few swats illicited some loud responses from my boy, but not much more. Rick continued his assault on the teen jock ass before him. It was clear he wanted to break Matty. He struck the hard ass over and over until it was a dark red colour. Matty soon started begging him to stop, pleading. But Rick just continued. Matty begged louder and louder, but to no avail, Rick didn't let up. Finally, Matty totally broke down. He started crying and blubbering. Tears and snot ran down his face as he pleaded for mercy. It wasn't until Matty was sobbing great wracking sobs that Rick finally ended the torture. He ran his hands over the deep red ass, feeling the heat that eminated from it. Then, they started fucking him. Rick was the first. He slammed his hard fat cock into my son without warning. Matty cried out and continued to sob as Rick pounded the bruised ass before him. He pulled out and Bob stepped up and took his place, ramming his own raging hardon into the bound boy before him. He fucked hard with no mercy, slapping the red hot ass, keeping Matty in tears. Pulling out, he let Alan step in for his turn. The three men kept up the rotation for close to an hour, each one stopping before they came, slapping the burning ass the whole time, keeping Matty in tears. I just sat back and watched, mesmerized by the show before me. Finally, Rick shot his load into the weeping boy beneath him, pounding his cum deep into the helpless cunt. Alan and Bob both followed suit, each dumping a violent load into my sweet baby boy. After everyone had calmed down, Bob released Matty bonds, helping my boy off the bench. Matty just collapsed on his side, breathing deeply, his tear stained, snot covered face flushed a bright red. I walked over to him, and pushed him onto his back with my foot. "Jerk off bitch!" I ordered him. "Show these nice men how thankful you are for their abuse. How much you liked it. Show them what a pathetic cumdump pig you are!" Matty grabbed his hardening cock and started jerking it. The three men stood over the defeated jock and spit on him while he stroked his hard pole. Matty opened his mouth and the men filled it with their spit. He shot another huge teenage wad into his open mouth and all over his face and chest. After everyone had calmed down, I replaced Matty's gag and restraints, plugged his ass and led him out to the r.v., but not before finalizing plans with the three men to return in two weeks when Matty would get a true gangbang. We drove the over two hours home in silence, with Matty still gagged, laying on the floor next to me, where a used cumdump like him belonged. His mother was already in bed, so Matty and I retired to his bedroom. I removed all his gear, and we climbed into bed. I held him and stroked his sore back and ass, and he just curled into me like he did when he was a little boy. I took his chin and lifted his head. We looked into each other's eyes and I kissed him tenderly. "I hope you know how much I enjoyed that slut." I whispered to him. "Daddy likes watching his baby boy get abused." "I know," he whispered back. "Thank you daddy. I needed that." I kissed him passionately as I climbed on top of him. I slid my cock into his wet slick hole and pushed my body down on him, grinding his sore back into the bed beneath us. I groped his welted ass as I fucked him, and he responded by wrapping his legs around me, pulling me tightly into him. He kissed me hard as I pumped him, grinding his hard cock into my furry belly. In short time, I dumped another load into his greedy pussy, and his own cock shot off, coating our bellies in fresh boy cum while his ass milked his daddy's sperm into his guts. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

Before pulling out of the 'Mother of all truck stops', Tony took the time to get me a tattoo. I already had one on my left back shoulder blade that said, "Whore #29". He had one added on my back right shoulder blade to match. It was a biohazard tattoo with Jake's initials on the inside and the date I was turned underneath. As the tattoo was still a little fresh, I still had clear plastic wrap over it. We've all been there. After he got buckled in, Jake told me to go get into the cargo trailer in the back. I stepped out of the rig with my 20 ounce soda, and walked naked without a care in the world to the rear. I was naked but didn't give a fuck who saw it. I was happy! I rolled up the door and stepped inside. As soon as I did, the door slammed behind me and locked from the outside. I heard someone click on an overhead light. I turned around and I was staring at two men - both naked. Between us, that's how I like my men. Naked. Well, naked and hard. But then again, don't you? I'd be lying if I said I had no idea this was coming (no pun intended) the moment Tony asked me to get something out of the trailer *after* buckling himself in first. There was no doubt in my mind there were naked men back here that were going to use me. It's part of why I was so happy and didn't care who saw me nude. One was a heavy set Latino man, slightly older than I, with a pot belly, thick mustache and a faded tattoo of some sort on his left forearm. It was so old I couldn't make it out. He was about average length, and cut. The other was a rail thin tall blonde with long hair down to his shoulders, clean shaven, no tattoos, also of average length but uncut. He spoke first, "Call me 'Swede', the man next to me is 'Slider'.' I raised a brow and chuckled. "You guys fighter pilots? Those sound more like call signs. Are 'Maverick' and "Ice man' dropping by later?" Slider laughed. "Yeah, Tony said you were a fucking smart ass - fortunately we like that." Swede turned around and grabbed a small, greed duffel bag he had behind him, that I had not seen as they both approached me. Swede reached into the bag and handed me something. I looked at it curiously, having no idea what it was but it was stainless steel and looked to be a cage of some sort. I shook my head. "I'm sorry...I don't understand what this is." Swede responded. "It's a chastity cage, cunt. Your first man - Jake - gave us your measurements as best he could guess, and we had it made for you...cut to your specific sizes in all regards. Well, it may be a bit small but, you'll like it. Trust me." Taking a moment I looked at it and now it made sense...it would fit my dick perfectly. It was a stainless steel, open cage design on the tube portion - as it had to be as I'm uncut and need to pull back the foreskin to clean daily. The detachable ring base was juuuust big enough to get one testicle through at a time. "So, how do I put it on? I've never worn one in my life." I asked honestly puzzled. Slider walked until he stood behind me and stood close, grabbing my arms from behind while Swede took the device from me and replied. "You don't - we force it on you." I don't know if Swede has practiced this or just done this to the other 28 bitches ahead of me but he had my legs spread, on me and LOCKED in seconds. Not being one to waste time, Slider bent me over by holding my arms up above my head, forcing me to bend at the waist. I felt the cold steel of handcuffs on my wrists. Swede pulled out a length of rope, slid it through the handcuffs, and pulled me up to where I had to stand on my tip toes, then tied it off. I was completely off balance, which I'm sure was the point. Swede came back around and stroked his cock in front of my face - slowly. I could see him actually start to grow and I smiled, looking up at him. "You shouldn't play with my food." I quipped. He smiled down at me and put his hand on the back of my head, and guided his semi-erect cock into my mouth. Like most, he teased me for a moment only going as far as half way, then pushed all the way. He was short but wide. He moved his hips in clockwise circles slowly, going into the back of my throat - holding it there for a couple seconds - then coming back out, and repeating the process. I cradled him on my tongue the way a girl should, and let him use my throat the way he wanted. I was clearly dealing with a full blown man, so I let him man. "Fuck, this bitch sucks cock like a pro." He said looking down at me. "She IS a pro, moron - she literally gets fucked for a living." Slider calmly explained, placing the head of his cock at the entrance to my ass. Did I mentioned he wasn't using lubricant? He felt thick and there was no give to his cock at all - this was going to hurt, but hurt so....... fucking............ good! My arms were extended behind my back completely and over my head, putting pressure on my shoulder blades, I'm so off balance on my toes all I can do is lean forward into Swede's cock and take him deeper into my throat to compensate for what Slider was doing with my asshole. As he pushed in, I began to feel that Slider was a lot more than average - I underestimated him. Maybe it was because he was standing in the shadows a little but, believe me, this man was much longer than I thought. Without meaning to, I began to moan as he pushed into me...and in seconds that turned into a scream. I opened my mouth all the way to let out the sound and Swede reached under me, taking my nipples in his fingers and giving them both a slow, hard twist and holding it there. "Scream, bitch - scream!" Swede said as he applied more twisting pressure to both my nipples. Slider began to move his cock in and out of my ass, though he stayed full on the strokes, his lines were straight to my prostate. He gave my ass a single, hard swat. "You heard the man. Scream!!" I let Swede's cock fall out of my mouth for a moment and screamed as loudly as I could, the sound echoing off the walls of the trailer. Tony must have heard it because he sounded the horn on the rig to disguise what it was. You have to admit, that was genius. As Slider began to work in and out of my asshole with greater pace, my own cock began to grow and it didn't take long before I realized the point of my chastity cage - it kept me from having a full erection, and from cumming. My cock growing, attempting to get out of its steel cage. It was only now that I discovered something I'd over looked when I had it in my hand only minutes earlier: Spikes! And they...........were........ sharp! They ran inside the entire length of the tube at the 12, 4, and 8 O'clock positions. You'd have thought I'd have noticed but I fucking didn't! Nope, completely missed them little bastards! The harder my cock grew, the more pain was applied along the shaft, causing more growth. It was a delicious little device, putting the wearer into a vicious cycle of never ending pleasure and pain, with the two feeding off each other. My cock never getting fully hard, only rigid enough to cause pain and fill my cage up completely. Slider grabbed the hair on the back of my head, and pulled it back as far as it would go before putting his mouth next to my ear. "What!? You thought you were going to enjoy this you fucking bitch?! You're a fucking cum rag!! The whole point of that device is to take away your sexual pleasure, you fucking bimbo!!" Swede grabbed my head away from Slider and started to out right throat fuck me as hard as he could, slamming his cock down into me. "Fucking whore! You're nothing to us but a fucking.........breeder!" His own words send him over the edge. I felt his body convulse violently. He released his hot, sticky, salty load right down my throat. No need to swallow. Or should I say no chance to swallow. I like when men do that. By leaning forward I managed to keep him in my mouth for a few more minutes, not wanting him to leave me just yet but....what's a girl to do? Slider had other ideas. He spanked me hard and twice. I could feel his skin moving back and forth along his hard muscle. His strokes were full and he drove into me hard at the end of his stroke. I could feel his sheer power as he drove deep inside of me - he wasn't holding back, pounding my asshole. He took my hair back into his hand and leaned me back as far as I could go without breaking my arms. He reached under me with his free hand and grabbed my balls. Grabbed. Seized. Squeezed until they turned purple - it's all a gray area, really. Call it what you will, he started to massage them to make my cock harder. With Swede no longer in my mouth I began to scream louder as the spikes dug into my flesh. The pain was intensely delicious! I couldn't get enough of it! I was lost in the lust, drunk from it! My legs buckled, my feet pulled off the ground and I swung in mid-air for a moment before regaining my composure. Slider adjusted quickly, in kicking my feet out from under me again. "Keep your feet off the ground, whore!". The pain was almost unbearable both on my expanding cock pushing against the spikes and my shoulder blades, but I obeyed. He grabbed onto my hips with both hands and began to.....very violently....swing me back and forth along his shaft, pushing me away and then slamming me into his rock hard cock! The way he was throbbing, he was close and wouldn't hold out much longer. "You see, Jake and Tony told us that you're the aggressor sometimes. We fucking don't LIKE that, cunt! That means you're enjoying it...and we don't want you to enjoy it. Sex isn't about you! That's what being a whore means!!!" Slider growled. I had underestimated Swede as well. He had cum but was not out of the game. He crawled under me and took over squeezing my balls as hard as he could with his strong right hand. He was stronger than he looked. "Fucking BITCH! You're WORTHLESS to us! Say it, fucking whore! Say it!" With Tony hitting the air horn in the rig again I yelled out, "I'm nothing but a fucking worthless whore! I'm a fucking cunt! Just a bitch to be fucked! I'm fuck meat!" Slider gave me one last fury of blows into my ass and I was right....he wasn't able to hold back any longer. He didn't take me deep and hold it, but rather kept pumping back and forth as hard as he could for a few more precious seconds, until he was completely drained. I'm not sure how long I hung there as I passed out from the pain - the delicious, delectable, exquisite pain! When I woke up, I was sitting in Tony's passenger side seat with cum leaking out of me and a soda in my hand. My only items of clothing were my 'bitch' collar and my new chastity device. The key hung around Tony's neck like the trophy it was.

It was past midnight as Jake had pulled us into a ghost town outside of Atlanta called, "Apalachee". No one had been there since the 1950's. He said he liked the spot for just that reason. There was an abandoned ranch style one floor hotel where he liked to park. We got there and another 18 wheeler was there ahead of us. Jake opened my door for me like a gentleman, and I took his hand as I got out - naked as the day I was born mind you - and stayed close to him. It wasn't just out of affection, it was also because I was having trouble walking in my present condition. The virus hit me hard, which is of course what I wanted. Jake pointed to a hotel room door, #6, and told me to go shower. I was hoping he'd say that because it had been a while and I needed one to clean up - and if I'm being honest, I wanted to feel the warm water against my body. I saw the man I presumed to be Tony only briefly then and I can best describe him as a Coke machine wearing denim. He stood well over 6 feet and tipped the scales at 300 pounds or so, most of that being solid muscle. Blonde hair in a brush cut, deep blue eyes, clean shaven, a few faded tattoos on his forearms - so old they were hard to read. He looked to be in his early 40's. It was easy to see the scars from years of trucking on his arms and hands. This was a blue collar working man, the kind of man most women like, including me. Girls like to feel protected. About half an hour later, I emerged from the hotel room and Jake was gone - I presume headed to Atlanta to be with his family. I walked until I stood in front of Tony. While I was naked, he wore faded denim jeans with matching sleeveless shirt. He wasted no time in placing an actual dog collar round my neck. It was pink and really thin but did have a tag that said, 'Bitch #29" on it. He then attached a matching leash and looked down at me. "Am I going to have any trouble with you, bitch?" He asked in a booming voice. I shook my head. "No, I didn't give any to Jake. I may be a whore, but I'm an obedient whore." I said coughing into my arm. He nodded and led me to his 18 wheeler. As I got closer I saw he was trucking a national beer brand. "You haul beer? Really?" I asked slightly amused. He answered without turning around. "Yeah. What of it, bitch?" I shrugged. "Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if we're going to be joined by a Pontiac Trans am and get chased by a cop from Texas. Should I wear a wedding dress?" And that's when I learned my collar was a shock collar. While I was on my hands and knees he walked over and stood over me. "Jake said you were a smart ass, bitch. Sometimes I like it and sometimes I don't." He tugged on my leash and I stood up, following him. He led me to my side of the rig, and opened the door, offering his hand to help me into my seat. He came around the other side and he clipped the other end of my leash to an eye hook in the ceiling. He started up the rig and started to drive. "Jake tells me you're HIV+ and he gave it to you." He said calmly as he took us out of the parking lot and headed west. I nodded and leaned back in my seat, looking out the window. "Yes. He blood slammed me and loaded me up with cum well over 3 dozen times in the last few days. That's what the shower was about, I'm certain I was getting kinda gnarly." He smiled. "Yeah, he told me the whole story bitch. Jake and I have different strains and I'm going to give you mine as well. Do you know what that means?" I shook my head as I reached for a bottle of soda under the seat. "It means you're about to have two different strains in you and they call that, "recombinant' and it means your body is going to have a harder time." I smiled a devilish grin, and without a moment's hesitation, I reached over and unzipped his fly to pull his cock from his pants. starting to massage him. "Really? Do tell." He shot me a puzzled look and got his eyes back on the road. "You don't waste any time, do you bitch?" I shook my head. "Why would I? I'm a whore. Fucking HIV positive men is what I DO, Tony." As he grew in my hand he continued. "The new strain is more aggressive, an harder to stop. It causes AIDS faster. It will shorten your life span by about half." He said as he started to have trouble breathing or concentrating on the road. It was almost like I was distracting him. I maintained a tight grip on his cock, stroking fully but adding a slow half twist as I went from top to bottom. Tony changed subjects. "Jake told me to think of you as a woman, you just have a penis. If that's what you are, why not present as female?" He asked tightening his grip on his steering wheel. "Because it's just easier. This way there's no fighting over which bathroom I should use or how I should dress. Besides, there's really no need to - anyone that sees me knows instantly what I am. I'm a fucking bitch, I'm a bottom and I'm into men." Now that I had him rock hard, it was time to go deeper so I crawled over to his side and mounted him while facing him. I slid him slowly into me. He was thicker than Jake, but a little shorter. I inhaled a deep breath as I moaned. I came all the way down until I looked him in the eyes, albeit wincing a little. "You're thick, Tony...I'm not sure I can handle all of you." He took his left hand off the wheel, put it on my right shoulder and pushed down. "You're going to take me cunt, whether you think you can or not. My cock is hungry for bitch hole." I nodded as I slowly reared up, taking him almost all the way out....just to the base of his head before slowly twisting my way down to his base. "I'm.....I'm not sure I can, Tony. FUCK you're thick!" I said as my own cock started to grow. He put his face as much into my neck as he could while keeping his eyes on the road. "You don't have a choice, cunt! You're nothing to us. We're using you." I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered. "I'll tell you a secret - I'm also using you." I kept the strokes in and out of me full because I wanted to feel every inch of him....feel his skin sliding back and forth inside of me...feel his muscle flexing...feel him throbbing. I kissed the nape of his neck and start to suck on it. Softly but wet and sensual. "I can feel you wanting me, Tony...you like my nice, wet, tight hole....like that it needs you. Like that it hungers for your cock more than it did for Jake. Like that it needs your seed in a way that no other bitch ever has. He began to wring the steering wheel, almost twisting it from it's shaft. He tried to say something but all he could do was grunt. I like that about men. I knew he was close so I quickened my pace and took him the rest of the way home. "You and your organization Tony, you're nothing to me either. I'm using you - all of you - to get what *I* want. This is the life I've dreamed of so I'm going to ride your cock, I'm going to keep your balls drained as I did for Jake, and I'm going to do it until you pass me onto the next poz trucker stud!" I didn't have to pump him in and out of me a single more time. He let go of the steering wheel entirely, underhooking my shoulders with both his massive arms, and pulling down hard. It had been a while since Tony had his balls drained like that - they were nice and full. I pulled my head back to look him in his deep, dreamy blue eyes and said, "Tell me what I am, Tony." His whole body convulsed as the rig began to fishtail down the road. "You're.......a............fucking.............WHORE!" He screamed as he continued to empty his seed into me. I sucked on his ear lobe and whispered. "I want all of it, Tony....all of your seed. Give it to me. I'm begging you." His legs locked, his tree trunk arms flexed and he screamed once more as he gave me the last few drops he had. I waited until he was flaccid before pulling him out of me. I sat in my seat quietly, closing my legs as tightly as I could to keep in his toxic cum. I didn't want any to leak out. I also reached over and zipped his cock back into its pants. He looked back at me, completely exhausted. That's the thing about being the receiver of a fucking....your partner feels exhausted while you feel refreshed and recharged. It's almost like you're taking his energy and making it your own. It's why I was ready to go again and he needed a break. "I've....I've never cum that fast, bitch. Seriously,I've never had a man ride me like that! Holy shit!" He said sounding both amazed and pleased. I leaned back in my seat and resumed drinking my soda. "I'm a fucking whore, Tony. This is what I do."

I emptied about 7 into myself at a sauna one night, and then got fucked raw twice.. was incredible!

I always like to piss right in there, Sometimes I get hard when Im in and its a pain. Who would think someone would want to stay soft, but thats Murphy's law. Try to get him to put it in and relax. But if you cant: Depends how long you have been fucking. If the guys hole is opened up enough and there is no enema available, you can just use a soda bottle and just squeeze it once the head of the bottle is in the hole. Just be at a downward angle. I sometimes would squirt it up in him with the bottle just to do something different. Or when I had some old party stink piss saved. A nasal aspirator is usually available at convenience stores believe it or not (small ones) or drug stores (always). The thing with the small ones is they don't hold a lot. In a pinch a lot of convenience stores sell those single serve kool-aid squeeze bottles for kids. Have him fill that up and give you a blast. The home made shit is sexier and fun than all the planned shit, although sometimes it can be time consuming and distracting. Even in that pic I posted on my profile last week of me pissing, I was semi hard so it was hard to angle it down in his cunt while he was siting in the shower. But I got it in there. Just had to have him spread it nice and far apart. Perfect Practice makes Perfect.

There are lots of guys out at my school, so I had a few. I preferred older guys though.