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I was actually feeling super slutty for the whole week and i sucked a random guy from grindr yesterday. But tonight i wanted to please more than 1 man. So first i met with my regular fwb ,who picked me up and we drove into the woods. We went on the back seat,where i started sucking and deepthroating his cock. I wanted to make sure that he will enjoy in a good,long and sloppy blowjob. It was a bit of challenge to suck him for long ,as my jaw still hurts from the long blowjob i gave yesterday. But i did nonetheless. After some time my FWB was ready to fuck me,so we went out and i leaned onto the trunk of his car and offered my ass to him while standing.He lubed me up and showed his cock into me. It hurt me a bit ,but my buddy always notices when it hurts ,so he was gentle and gave me the time to adjust wo me having to say anything. Ater a sec, he started pounding me rough ,as he always does, so i was moaning from pleasure. My perfectly clean and very wet ass was all sloppy as he was pounding me. After a while, he held onto my hips ( i love it when he does that) ,started to really pound me rough, until he stopped balls deep in me as he was filling me with cum. He pulled it out ,we got dressed and got home. Before i met with my regular fwb ,i had arranged a hookup with my other semi-regular 19 yr old top, that we we'll fuck and he wanted ,for me to come to him pre-filled with cum ,and still wet from the fuck i had before. This was actually this guys wish for quite some time now ,but we didn't really arrange it yet. I drove to his place, parked nearby and walked to his place. As i was walking i could feel my smooth and creamy asscheeks rubbing against each-other and i felt so slutty,knowing that i was just fucked and am going for the sloppy seconds. When i came to his place ,he was already waiting me naked on bed. I got undressed ,went on all 4 and started sucking him. After a while he grabbed my head and begun deepthroating me. After that, i had to go on the floor into the doggy and lean over the bed. He lubed me ,fingered me a bit ,showed it in and started pounding my sloppy ass. He was really passionate and i loved the feeling of his body on mine as i was pressed against the bed. Soon he filled me with his cum and i could feel it was a lot. Sex didn't last for long but i enjoyed it nonetheless. When we dressed ,we talked for a bit and then i left ,walked to my car thinking about what a great experience it was ,and that the 3 of us gotta get together next time, so they'll properly tag teamed me in a threesome. When i got home it was the time to clean up ,i pushed the cum out and was impressed bcs it was much more than i'd expect from 2 loads.

Exactly! I mean it's like a switch went off in my head when I found out I was POZ. Suddenly it was like I was given a new mission in life and it was to convert as many men as possible. It was like the virus had taken over my brain and now I am obsessed with breeding all the time. Suddenly it all made sense: why I have a crazy high sex drive and the ability to cum so heavily and reload instantly- I am a fucking stud built to fuck and give my virus new hosts to infect.

Last night got hit up on Scruff by a hot cub who was very direct... his first words were he wants to breed me. Got ready and went over his place, and he also invited a hot daddy over. Daddy had a very nice thick cock and was the first to fuck me. He took his time pounding me and had me begging for his load. Once he bred me, the host had me clean up daddy’s cock while he shoved his cock inside me. He didn’t last long, but I got what I wanted... a sloppy cum filled hole. When I got back home my bf fucked my sloppy hole and added the third load of the night. Then I found out he got bred by a hot top while I was getting fucked 😈

Back in the boring naive neg days with my ex I was too subconscious to try dirty talk except "am going to come" Fast forward to trying BB and every chem I could get my hands on and it turns out fags were really eager to hear me be vocal about my alpha cock breeding their hole. Of course being HnH I said every sick twisted thing I was thinking without a filter or feeling embarrassed and what was weird was how much I LOVED it. Now I love being as vocal as possible, fuck, the dirtier the better. Poz talk is insanely hot because I can tell the faggot I am about to convert what I am doing and they are paralysed with fear and hunger for more of my cock. I actually love the switch as I can act all innocent and romantic with guys and be really tender, but when I am fucking I really get off on being vocally nasty and saddistic. Oh man, the look of fear and confusion in the guy's face is priceless!

My BF was away for a 2 days so I wanted to treat him with a cum filled hole when he returns home in a couple of hours so I was taking loads all day since I woke up. Currently plugged with 9 loads in me and 2 more guys (a couple I know) are on the way to DP me and fill my hole up with their loads. Cant wait to push all the loads out straight into my BF’s mouth! 🐽 💦 x

Been in Hong Kong for the last 24 hours and have a dripping hole for most of it! Cock 1 - Philippino guy on his way home to his wife drops by to dump a load. Door ajar and ass up dumping situation. Cock 2 & 3 - local HK uncles at the public showers ... both small cocks but load givers Cock 4 - fellow resident in same hotel, think Irish. White load mixed with 3 Asian loads ...some sleep... Cock 5 - Asian American on his way to the office Cock 6 - the boyfriend of the Asian American (sent by him because of the wetness of my hole) - fed some of the wetness to me! Think he got off on the fact he was breeding me on top of his boyfriends baby makers Cock 7 - young Dutch tourist needing release 7 loads and a very sore but pleasurably sore hole... cum dripping down my legs Need to empty the hole and start again!

It s exactly what I feel ! The virus change me on a top breeder

Pandora's Box Pure fiction! I was on my way home from work one Saturday night when I passed by my favorite book store, which by chance, I hadn't visited for quite some time. I was pleasantly surprised to see the parking lot was full, so I decided to take a look around. Entering the store, I knew I would need some one dollar bills to feet the video machines, so I approached the man seated on a stool behind the counter to break the twenty that was in my pocket. The clerk was stocky, had a big beer belly and, to my amazement, was naked from the waist down, and he had been stroking a nice, big, fat cock. It turns out he had been watching a bareback video of a group of men gangbanging a guy. "Private party tonight. We're closed." He looked me up and down his eyes settling on my crouch which was starting to bulge. I didn't look up as my gaze was focused on his cock. Something about his brazen behavior encouraged me to comment "Damn, I was really looking forward to sucking some cock tonight," adding "That's a hot video you're watching. Makes me wish I was getting fucked bareback by all those cocks." "You got any stds?" he asked. "Been tested?" "No, and yes, I'm clean" I replied. "Show me" he said. He could tell I was confused by his order, so he added "Take of your clothes and show me your cock and ass." Now I hesitated, not sure if he was joking. "You said you wished you we're getting gangbanged bareback so let me see if you look like the kind of fuck pig we like." I've only been fucked a few times and the thought of getting used by more than one guy had my cock straining to get loose. Although I'm over 60 I'm still in very good shape. I keep my ass, balls and cock shaved and I'm always being told how sexy I am. "I'm told I am very fuckable." I was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, a tee shirt and sneakers, so I slipped my shorts down and my seven inch cock was already sticking straight out. I am naturally smooth and have almost no hair from my neck to my crotch. The clerk definitely approved as his cock jumped to full attention. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks, giving him a view of my little brown fuck hole. No sooner had I done this than he spat in his palm and lubed-up my ass, massaging my hole with his index finger, probing deeply, and then offering me his finger to suck. "Lick bitch," he ordered as he stuck it in my mouth. I did as I was told. His finger, of course, smelled and tasted like my ass. I greedily sucked away. He apparently liked what I was offering 'cause he remarked "The fuck pig who was supposed to be here tonight didn't show so you get to take his place," adding "There are about 15 guys back the back now with more on the way." "Has everyone been tested for HIV?" I asked. "Positively" he replied. "We want to treat that negative cunt of yours properly," as he picked up a black felt marker and briefly wrote on my ass cheeks. "What are you writing?" I asked. "'Bareback fuck pig' and 'Cum here' with an arrow to your fuck hole. We want to make sure everyone knows you want your ass filled with spunk." "Now we need something nasty for your face". "How about", "clean your fuck stick here" with an arrow to your mouth? "Fuck stick AND ass cleaner". I suggested. "You are a nasty little faggot fuck pig aren't you". "I am" I replied. He used the market to write the message on my face. Well let's not keep them waiting. Leave your shorts and shirt here. You won't be needing them. Lose your shoes and socks as well". We went back past the video booths to the end of the hall and through a door into a large dimly lit room. There were 4 large screen tvs on the far wall providing the only illumination in the room. I was unable to see anything except the tvs. One was showing a compilation of asses oozing cum. Another was showing a gang bang scene, muscle tops barebacking a twink. The third was a compilation of ass to mouth action. The fourth screen was almost black but I could vaguely make out what looked like a short tall bench. "Fresh meat boys" my guide said. What the fuck am I doing I thought? I'm about to fuck God knows how many strangers bareback, suck strangers cocks and lick asses. I'd never fucked more than one cock at a time and I had no idea if my ass was up for the pounding it was going to get. Oh well, what the fuck, at least they had all been tested. I'd been very lucky as I always let anybody fuck me bareback. "Where'd you get him?" Someone asked. "Totally shaved just like we like them". "The dumb pig cum bucket just walked in". "Said anyone could fuck his negative cunt bareback as long as they were tested". "Wants to rim our asses to". "If they are clean" I added. "Oh we will make sure they are cleaned properly". "What about lube? I didn't bring any". "We got any of our special lube? "Yeah, it was a very busy day in the video booths. " Everyone laughed. "It's edible, smells and taste like cum. I've loaded it into this squirting dildo. What do you think?" He held a cock shaped dildo up to my face and pressed a plunger at the bottom. A clear liquid oozed from from the hole in the tip of the phalanx. It smelled like cum. I licked it and it tasted like cum. "Wow! Smells and tastes like the real thing". "Bend over Cumbag"."Time to lube your cum pit". I bent over and he placed the dildo at the opening of my joy hole. He depressed the plunger as he worked the dildo into my cock pit. He would push it in pull it out, squirt some more lube on the opening then push it in again until he finally had all 6 inches of the dildo in my fuck hole. "Fuck that feels good". "I think I'm ready for the real thing. " He pulled it out and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted like cum and shit hole. "Lick it clean pig". "Now face down on the fuck bench". There were rails along the side for my knees and with my knees up close to my chest it left my fuck hole fully exposed and open to be fucked. The bench was supported by a hydraulic piston on each end which allowed it to be raised or lowered to get either of my fuck holes to the right height. "Ready to get your ass bred?" I nodded. "Beg for it. " "Fuck my ass.""Pump it full of cum"."seed it deep with your spunk" No sooner had I spoken then a cock was rammed hard into my man cunt. "You like that cock in your faggot cum dump cunt" "Fuck yes, it feels so fucking good". "Fuck me hard and deep. Breed my fuck hole". "You like getting fucked by a strangers bareback?" "Yes use me like a piggy sissy boy cum bucket" He started hammering my hole hard and deep. "Beg for it cunt, beg to be fucked hard and deep". "Yes, fuck me hard and deep. Drain your balls". "I want all your cum deep inside my ass". "How did bareback a cum dump pussy boy like you keep from getting the bug?" "Only let hiv negative guys fuck me". I replied. I had to admit fucking strangers bareback with the very real possibility of getting pozed was a turn on. The danger just added to the thrill. " His thrusts were slowing down and he moved cock side to side and up and down as he ground his hard throbbing cock inside my fuckhole. "Well here's your first load of poz spunk you dumbass Cumbag ". A chant of "Poz the cunt"rose from the group of men surrounding us. My own cock was getting even harder. "Look at his cock" someone said. "It likes poz cum". The guy with his cock buried in my ass let out a deep guttural moan and I could feel his cock head swell as he released a huge load of his demon seed deep in my bowels. He kept his cock there until all his poz spunk had been drained in my fuck hole. To be continued.

After a hot passionate, sexy and piggy session with my amazing partner that started with me sitting on the rim chair and letting go of 13 loads that I collected for him during the day straight to his loving mouth, then snowballed it back and forth, having a rough quick fuck till he nutted deep in me his 3 days load and then kept going with a long passionate love making that we exchanged loads (he shot 4 loads and I did 3 times). Then we both relaxed in the jacuzzi with a bottle of red and now we’re just laying in bed, totally spent and exhausted, me with a well used, sore (in the good way) hole 🐽 what a wonderful feeling having my partner next to me. x

I love both, honestly. I love the surprise of a new anon fuck. How will he feel.What will his cock be like, Big load? ...but with a repeat, I'm always seeing if I can improve. What can he not resist? Can I make him cum when he wants to wait? Can I make him blow inside me and keep fucking? Can I milk the biggest load he's ever shot out of him? I have a couple of regulars that beeline for me when they see me in a bath or bookstore (humble brag). LOVE that! Cum get it!

spending all weekend in the bathhouse on gay pride weekend and taking over 150 loads from totally anonymous strangers including 92 loads in 24 hours from random bathhouse guys without seeing the faces of almost any of the guys who fucked me

My all time favourite- I was riding this bloke's cock in a video cabin when he popped me one on the ass, real hard and snarled, "Loosen that shit up! Stop trying to trick me, I know you're a whore!"

Art followed Nate's gaze down to his own shorts, noticed his woody, turned red. "Hey, really, I'm sorry I shocked you out of your climb. Just never seen a near naked guy on the face of a cliff." Standing up, Nate towered over Art, his broad shoulders casting a shadow over the little rock stud. Art was dwarfed and for the first time in his life felt vulnerable. His nipples stood erect as the black giant blocked the sun's warmth. "Uhhh... don't worry about it" Art countered. He'd never been so physically close, let alone exposed, to an african american. Art couldn't move. He found himself staring eye level into a sweaty t-shrit hugging huge square pecs. Art gulped searching for words. "Hey lemme introduce myself, I'm Nate" offering a big hand. "My name's Art" Art returned the courtesy, held out his own smaller, chalk covered paw which was enveloped and purposefully crushed affirming just who was dominant in this little exchange. Art squeezed back as strong as he could to show he's no wimp and was roughly pulled in closer to the giant. "Now that's a grip" admired Nate. "You know, the climbing....develops the hand's tarsels" Art explained, still overwhelmed. "Don't let me stop your climbing, little guy. You mind if I stuck around and watch?" Nate released the captive hand. "Uhhh..sure, no problem" Art eyed the black man suspiciously. "But let me give you a few pointers on spotting if your gonna hang out below me" "What'dya mean spotting?" Nate asked innocently. "Well, in bouldering, the guy below spots. That is, it's his job to cushion the fall of the guy on rock, give encouragement, and yeah push him to go harder, to the limit" Art turned around and walked back over to the rock.. "Let me show you. Get on the rock". Art motioned Nate to follow and pull his big body onto the face of the rock. "What the hey..." Nate obeyed, walked over, and pointedly brushed his bigger body up behind Art as he reached up to grab a hold, searched for a foot perch, and mimicked to his best ability, a climbers position. "That's it" approved Art, marveling at the size of this guy's arms. "Now the spotter stands behind & below his rock buddy, arms up & ready to catch or push, should his partner fall" Art explained, reaching up, palms forward and pushed on the massive black back in front of him, to show him he was there. "Now reach for a new hold above" Art pointed. Nate reached for a hold 2 feet up, followed with his left foot, held himself, then felt the knob he was holding onto loosen from his full weight and break off. Nate found himself falling onto the rock stud below who, not only cushioned the impact, but also held his own against a body that outweighed him by at least 100 pounds. Art nearly flipped backward spotting Nate's fall. He had some softball size biceps in his grip, a satisfying reversal of the situation only ten minutes before. Art was pretty impressed by this bench press grown mass but knew that men of muscle like Nate always had a hard time on a vertical face. The bulk prevented rock intimacy. Big guys just weren't flexible like the little wiry guys. "Wanna have another go?" Art challenged Nate, letting go of the big guy's arms. "Not yet" Nate felt outgunned on rock. Besides he'd rather be behind that little body. He put an arm over Art's shoulders and angled him toward the place where he'd just fell. "Let's see how I spot now, instead. Why don't you get that little butt back on the wall, and see how I do". "No problem". Art decided to take advantage of the big guy's spot, get a good workout in, and not worry about some risky moves given the guy below could no doubt catch a fall now. Art moved into a problem that he knew would impress Nate. Might as well show off his skills as well as his ass. Nate positioned himself behind and below Art, big arms up, palm on Art's lower back, showing the little guy he was prepared. Nate watched as the rock monkey moved effortlessly across the face of the ridge, clinging to holds the big guy could barelysee. Nate noted the way Art's back muscles and those on tense forearms looked like knotted rope. He got closer. Art could feel Nate's breath on his back, definitely the closest spot he'd ever received. He didn't mind when he felt big palms giving support and a light push during a long reach. Art pulled himself up above an overhang and looked down at Nate who was now taking off his shirt. "Jesus, Nate, your huge. You a bodybuilder?" Nate flexed his sweating pecs for Art. "You like that, huh, little guy?" "Pretty impressive, that's all" Art laughed and went back to the problem. As he climbed around he felt Nate's eyes on him; felt himself get hot and start up a good sweat. Art had a few boyfriends in the past but they were more his size. His last boyfriend was a smaller asian the year above him in college. The guy had tried to take his cherry once but the condom was too big for his small cock and Art wouldn't let him fuck him raw. Trying to show off He moved through a series of moves that stretched, pulled, and bunched his arms and legs to the point, that all his muscles were screaming. Art was getting a great workout, knew that he'd be too weak to move after he'd finished giving Nate a good show of his own fine physique. He pushed himself hard in competitive exhibition. As Art moved lower, Nate moved closer, right behind Art's ass, which was now at about level with the big guy's face. Nate couldn't help but lean in for a smell of his clean sweaty tight ass. Nate was well beyond arousal by this point, watching the little stud move across the rock. Here in front of his own nose, as seen through the rip in the backside, Art's butt muscles rippled. Nate brought his left hand up to Art's sweaty back, savoring the feel, and couldn't resist a squeeze of that fine bubble butt with his right. He had to breed this boy. Art laughed "Hey, watch it it. That's no spot. I'd call that a definite feel." He kept on climbing amused by the aggressiveness of this giant. "Mmmm" Nate groaned and started giving Art some sneaky pokes, and running fingers on known ticklish areas. It had been a good thirty minutes of bicep crunching, by the time Nate started copping feels, and Art's arms were screaming. When he felt big fingers stream across his lower abs, he couldn't help laughing. Unintentionally, he let go and fell into Nate's waiting embrace. Nate pulled a laughing Art against his chest and held the little rock stud suspended as he sniffed his captive's neck. He felt Art freeze and could sense the guy was intimidated by his loss of control and the enormous size differential; exactly Nate's intent. He lowered Art slowly ensuring that the little guy's exposed crack slid down along Nate's stiff shaft. Art felt Nate's huge and very hard dick slide up his butt as Nate too slowly lowered him to the ground. Now Art was scared. He squirmed free from the giant's hands, turned around and looked up at Nate to see some hungry eyes looking down into his own. Art had never experienced (or at least recognized) a stare directed for his pleasure like this before. He felt an odd rush ot his loins, and couldn't hold the gaze. He lowered his eyes down Nates own ripped abs and followed a line of kinky black hairs that tapered downward into very stretched blue running shorts. Art had never seen a cock so big, outlined so clearly in cotton. That cock pointed straight his way. "Uhh..well I think I'll call it a workout. Sure appreciate the spot" Art stammered as he turned to go get his gear and get the fuck outa dodge. Nate knew if he didn't move fast, the moment would be lost. The little man looked quick and Nate didn't know if he could keep up with a scared rabbit in this terrain. He grabbed Art's upper arm and pulled the little man closer. "Lemme brush you off". Nate began rubbing dirt from the rock stud's backside. "This rock climbing is a muscle-driven sport. Jesus, what an ass". "Uhh huh"...Art gulped as the giant squeezed his tight round cheeks, terrified as he was lifted slightly off his feet. His mind said run but he couldn't move. This guy was huge. The black man moved his sweaty hands up, enclosed his thick fingers around Art's pumped biceps, squeezed. Male scent filled Art's senses. He looked up again into the hungriest of eyes. Never had he been so confused, so aroused. "You know, I really think I better be going". Art pulled out of Nate's grip and turned around. "I don't think so." Before Art was two feet away, Nate reached from behind and grabbed the little man's face, pulling him back against his body, his other arm reaching around the rock stud's arms and chest. Art could only grab the giant's forearm that encircled him as he was lifted off his feet. A sweaty palm the size of Art's face covered his mouth, preventing him from yelling. Art could feel the giant's heartbeat as his back gripped Nates chest. Art arched and squirmed but was plainly overpowered. Nate loved the feel of the wiggling little hard body he now controlled. He felt his dick grow and lifted the guy's exposed ass up higher till his erection stood up between his new rock toy's thighs, licking the kids neck, digging his nose into an ear orifice. "Ahhhhhh....you get used to the feel of my big black dick, rock baby, get the feel of it good. I'm gonna stick my shaft so far up your fine ass, you'll feel it in the back of your throat". Art felt a panic as someone else's huge fucking erection came up between his legs. He couldn't comprehend a cock this size entering his asshole and struggled harder. The Black giant carried him over to the base of Hoodoo Ridge where an overhang formed a semi cave. He lowered Art and forced him down on his stomach. Art could barely breath as 240 pounds of black muscle straddled his back. Art could feel Nate taking off those too-tight shorts of his with one hand as the other pushed him deep in the leaf litter below. Art flinched when a big black mushroom cock head slapped his face. His big meat exposed to the swaety air, Nate then grabbed the little mans hair pulling the head back as he rubbed those tight round buns with his other hand. He pushed his throbbing shaft up between the little man's hard legs again, smearing his toxic pre-cum along the way. He bent around planted his mouth over the little one below and forced his tongue in quivering lips. Art couldn't breathe as this boa tongue filled his mouth, moved down his throat. The giant was breathing in, sucking every last molecule of oxygen from his lungs. Art was mortified to feel his own dick grow to full attention. This was rape. How could he be full on excited? "You want my big black dick up your ass, don't you rock baby. You want to feel me impregnate you with my shaft. You ain't never gonna walk or climb the same after I finish fucking your ass, white boy. You are mine. And I'm gonna take you as my bitch now, make your man ass, my own private pussy" "Please I haven't done that before", gasped Art. While he'd had boyfriends they'd only ever made out. One of them had rimmed him and the only guy to try was the asian whose cock was too small to use a condom so Art had refused. Ignoring Art's pleaseNate spit on his hand, found Art's puckered asshole, rubbed gooey juice toloosen it up, jammed a thick finger up the little man's tight hole. Art yelled in pain. Nate didn't stop and started to aggressively finger fuck this tight ass moving his thick finger further up that tight warm love tube aiming to scrape and abrade the tight tender tissue. He aimed a second finger, squeezed it in, jammed it up, and continued the digit probe. "It's been a while since i took a cherry, and I'm going to love planting my DNA deep inside your busted hole". Art had never felt fingers up his ass. The pain, the nasty pleasure, the prostate rubbing was too much. He felt his balls throb and cummed involuntarily into forest duff beneath him. Nate felt the little man arch back and knew he'd made him spurt jizz. He rolled the little man over, grabbed those slim hips and lifted the little guy's slight bleeding ass up to his face. Art was still jerking from his cum and felt helpless as he was held up by big hands, his butt in a strange man's face. Nate licked around Art's puckered rose, blew warm breath on his new pussy, and watched it quiver in anticipation. Nate loved to look at the entrance of his dick's target. He reamed his long tongue into the hole and felt hands reach up around his 19" guns. Art, upside down, his head resting against black thighs,an engorged cock poking his shoulder blades, felt the tongue enter his ass. It felt like a snake and he reached up to grab the black man's arms. If his own biceps were baseballs, the ones holding him airborne were softballs. No, soccer balls. Art felt like he was gonna cum again and did, shooting back over his head onto Nate's thigh's and the ground below. "Please stop i don't want to be fucked" Pleaded a winded Art, struggling to breath in his bent double position. "You've already got off on my fingers now its my turn"

'What the fuck did I just do?' I thought. I had just let a stranger fuck me bareback and now he just told me he had filled my ass with poz spunk. Fucking strangers bareback was like playing Russian roulette but a lot more fun. You never know if there was a live round in the chamber and now I had had a live round fired up my ass. I looked around the room wondering if they were all poz. "We're all toxic, cumbag and you're going to get at least one load from all of us. Check out the screen" and he pointed to a TV on the wall. It was my ass on the screen. He had written neg cunt for poz spunk with an arrow to my fuck hole. Then I saw someone make a mark for the first load. I started to say something but he had his cock up to my mouth telling me to lick it clean. His cock tasted like ass and cum and it was getting me even more excited. He growled "Smile fuck pig. This is a live cam show! Now, beg for more poz seed." Why was the thought of getting my ass used as cum dump for poz seed getting me so turned on? And doing it on a live cam show. All I knew was that I was craving to be fucked and pozzed, so I found myself responding "Yes, fuck my cunt with your poz infected cock and fill me up. Plant that bug deep in my ass. I want all your toxic poz sperm in my ass." Another cock was rammed up my ass. It hurt like hell but I loved it. "I've got a weeks worth of cum saved up for you, cumbag" he snarled as he rammed his hard rod deep into my fuck hole. Unbidden, words came from my lips: "Give it to me hard and deep. Fuck yeah, ram your poz infected fuck stick into my cunt and plant your seed good and deep! Bug my hole, you mother fucker! Fill my cunt with that satanic toxic poz spunk." His pace slowed as he let out a deep guttural moan and I felt his balls release their full load of spunk in my ass. I reached between my legs and squeezed his balls, commanding "Every last drop, mother fucker!" I kept his balls in a firm grip until he was thoroughly drained. He came around and presented his cum-and-ass-slime coated cock for me to clean-up. Which, of course, I did. Even as I did so, however, another cock had been shoved up my ass. It must have been huge and I gasped. As I was trying to catch my breath someone else went down on his knees in front of me, spread his ass cheeks, and commanded me saying "Lick my fuck hole, you faggot pig." I started licking his ass probing it with my tongue. He pulled away for a second so I could get a look at his fuck hole. A bio hazard tattoo surrounded his fuck hole, the tissue of which was swollen and had obviously been fucked a lot. He pushed his ass back into my face. "Lick my toxic bug infected hole, yeah, get your tongue in good and deep." His ass was sweaty and strongly smelled, so I hesitated, but when he grunted "Clean my shit hole good you faggot fuck pig," I slid my tongue in his hole, even as my ass was being pounded hard and deep. Some one grabbed my head and thrust a cock into my face, saying "Spit on that fuck stick and lube it up." I did as I was told. It was a nice cock about seven inches in length. There was a scorpion tattoo on the top of the shaft and lightning bolt tattoos on the sides. The shaft was thick but the head was huge. I started to put it in my mouth to suck on it but he pulled away saying "Not yet bitch. You can lick it after I fuck that sperm dump you been lickin'." With that he straddled the guy whose ass I had been licking and pushed the big cock head into the toxic fuck hole. He had to push hard to get that monster cock head in but finally he managed and his whole cock slid in up to his balls which were bigger than any balls I've ever seen on a man. "Now lick my balls while I dump my toxic seed in this cum dump." I did as I was told licking his huge sweaty balls. The guy pounding his cock in my cum pit slowed his pace and held it in as deep as he could get as his balls released a torrent of hot toxic sperm deep in side my fuck canal. I could feel his cock head pulse over and over again as he just kept squirting more and more of bug infected cum up my ass. I could feel his hot seed running down my balls as it leaked out past his cock with each pulse. Someone wiped the cum off my balls and smeared it all around the ass, balls and cock that were in my face. Greedily I consumed it all. No sooner was the spent cock withdrawn from my cunt was it was replaced by another that felt like it was almost as large as the previous cock. Meanwhile the bull who had his ass in my face let out a moan and emptied his balls into that toxic bug hole, moaning "Oh fuck that feels good." Then he withdrew his cock and presented his slimy, cum and ass juice covered cock, for me to clean-up. As I took it into my mouth I noticed he was still drooling cum as he ordered "Time for you to give some back fuck pig! Stick your negative cock in that poz bug pit." Now I just love sticking my cock in a cum filled fuck hole but I also love licking cum from a freshly fucked ass. There was cum dripping out of his fuck hole and it just looked so fucking hot. I leaned forward to lick it but was grabbed roughly. "What the fuck do you think you're doing piggy? Did you hear anyone ask you to lick that poz pit? Don't worry you'll get as much bug juice to drink as you can handle! Now, fuck that bug hole!" I straddled him and slid my cock up his infested cum pit. This left my ass exposed and I was immediately rewarded with another cock in my ass. "Ohh fuck yes" I gasped, adding "Fuck me with another poz infected dick, man. Fuck me! Bug my hole with your poz injector death stick." "You like that AIDS maker in your ass faggot?" "Yes, infect me with your AIDS bug!" My cock was ass deep in poz ass as my own ass was being pounded. I pushed back against the cock in my ass so I could work my own cock in and out of the bug hole I was fucking. Each time I pushed my cock in I could feel the bug infected poz cum being forced up inside my dick. I imagined millions of poz bugs clambering to get inside me to feed on my balls from the inside. The pozzer in my ass rammed his cock in balls deep and ground it around in circles. The guy I was fucking was pushing back so I couldn't move in and out of his ass. He tightened his ass on my cock as I felt the fuck stick in my ass start to pulse and I knew I was getting another load of faggot death in my ass. The sensations were so intense. This was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I felt the cum in my balls boiling and ready to erupt. "Oh my fucking God" I grunted as I unleashed burst after burst of my cum into the poz-infected fuck pit.

In the 80's A few years back, I lived in large cosmopolitan city in the Deep South. Just before I left, I saved up some money, and bought myself one of the quintessential used white vans that could be seen everywhere in the city. I padded and carpeted the back floor, sides, and roof, and put in a small cabinet and extra-heavy curtains behind the cab and on the windows ... the usual stuff for then. I also added something special: a padded sawhorse with restrains on the legs and cross piece. As soon as I had finished, I need to test it. As I lived only a few blocks from downtown, I walked to a local bar, I cruised a number of guys, and settling on a hot looking victim: early-20's, auburn hair, dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes. (Yeah, I'm a sucker for blue eyes.) He said his name was Jim. After chatting a bit, I invited him back to my place for sex. When we got to my place, he said that he didn't get fucked ... that he never had, and never would be, because he was afraid of AIDS, and even a condom might break. I said that I was okay with that. We stripped naked, fooled around a bit, and smoked some weed in my bedroom. I suggested that I show him my van. We both threw on clothes, and went back down to where I parked it. I told him we had to take off our shoes before getting in the back. I grinned when he told me he liked the back, but wasn't sure what the sawhorse was for. I told him I'd demonstrate it. I lay down prone on it first, and let him restrain me. After he let me up, I coaxed my intended victim to lie prone on it, and I secured his wrists, ankles, thighs and chest. I then put a gag in his mouth, and asked what he thought of my contraption. All I heard form behind the gag was a muffled response. I took a knife, and cut off his belt, t-shirt, and jeans. He kept pulling at the restraints and trying to yell while I was doing it, but the restraints were firm and the gag was very effective. I was sure with the padding that no one outside the van could hear him. I got a jar of Vaseline from the cabinet, shucked my clothes, and greased up his asshole. I then spread his ass-cheeks, and pressed my dick head against his hole. He he kept trying to writhe and twist to get away while yelling into the gag. Grabbing his hips, I forced my entire thick rock-hard naked seven inch dick deep inside my victim in one shove. For a second his body froze before he screamed into the gag and fought like mad to get free. I took my time plowing his ass, enjoying how it convulsed around the cock that had destroyed his virginity. He continued to gurgle behind the gag and writhe, still pulling in vane at the restraints. Eventually, I decided I'd had enough, so I fucked him faster until I felt my balls start to draw up. Yelling "Take it, bitch," I rammed in balls-deep and splattered a huge load in him. He was crying as I withdrew my cock from his violated asshole. I cleaned-up myself, cleaned-up his ass, and dressed myself. As I stepped out of the van he resumed yelling into the gag. Perfect: I could barely hear him with the door open; with it shut, I couldn't hear anything at all. I drove the van to a leather bar, and parked it at the far end of the lot before I went inside. One by one, I began approaching men to see if they were interested in what I had to offer. It wasn't long before I found my first taker: an average biker type in boots and jeans. We walked out to my van, and climbed in back. He ran his hands over Jim's ass, murmuring "Nice." Jim pulled desperately at the restraints and yelled into the gag. "He okay with this?" the biker asked. I smiled "Why wouldn't he be?" The biker smirked, "Got it. Besides, I don't fuckin' care." By the time he had his clothes off, his dick was already hard. He stepped between Jim's secured legs, rammed it in and started fucking. In short order he blew a juicy load into Jim's ass. He dressed and we left. "Hot hole. Thanks," he said as he split. Over the next hours, I found eight different guys similar to the biker, all ages and races and sizes, each of whom eagerly mounted, plowed, and shot his load in the restrained victim's rectum. After the second guy, Jim stopped yelling, and began to uselessly blubber pleas behind the gag. His ass filled with more and more cum, some of which dribbled down the insides of his thighs as each new cock displaced some to make room for another guy's load. The last guy was the topper: a old biker, in his late 50's or early 60's, hairy, balding, salt & pepper beard, beer belly, smoking a fat cigar. I took him to the van like all the others, he fingered the cum dripping from Jim's hole, and grinned at me lopsided as he commented "Guess Ah'm not the first tonight, eh? That's okay. Ah like sloppy seconds." He unbuttoned his jeans, and brought out a very large cock and balls that were the size of goose eggs. It only took a few strokes for his cock to become a tool the size of a tall beer can with a huge steel PA. "Holy shit!" I muttered. Grinning lewdly, he asked "Think he can take this?" "He has a choice?" I answered. The biker laughed "Shit, no!" Still smoking his stogie, he stepped in and pressed the head against Jim's hole. "Hold on, fucker. This's gonna be a bumpy ride." He then began pushing himself inside Jim who renewed his whimpering and writhing. He slapped his ass. "Ah'm horny as hell, an' it's my turn at yer butthole." He then forced the entirely of his monster cock up the defenceless asshole, and Jim resumed screaming into the gag. "Take it slut!" Pausing a second, his huge dick buried balls deep in Jim's asshole, he glanced at me and commented "Hot hole... still sorta tight," adding the wry remark "for now." He then vigorously ploughed Jim who turned his face to me, tears streaking his face. I bent down and pretended to listen to him. I told the biker "He said he doesn't get fucked." Demonic lust contorted the biker's face. "That so? Lyin' slut. My dick too big for ya? Too bad." He rammed into Jim, who whimpered and quivered as the biker's trusts became brutal. "Ah'll just teach yer hole to open up an' like it. Ah'll fuckin' make it open up." I got hard watching him assault my victim's hole and my victim's fingers and toes reflexively curling and flexing. The old biker's stamina was incredible. He'd brutally plow Jim non-stop for ten minutes, slow down or stop for a few, his cock still lodged in Jim's ass, only to resume brutally plowing him. Some 45 minutes later he was still at it. He looked over at me and commented "Ah could do this all night, but Ah gotta be at work in a few hours." Grasping Jim's hips tighter, he launched into an assault far more rapid and brutal than the prior ones, his huge balls slapping loudly against Jim's butt. "Gettin' there, slut. Yer hole's wide open an' Ah'm about to blow. Ah yeah. Ah yeah, TAKE IT SLUT!" He threw his head back and bellowed, his monster cock buried to the hilt in Jim's ass. Wave after wave of orgasm wracked the biker as he came and came in Jim. Finally spent, he pulled back abruptly from Jim. "Fuck!" He looked at me. Damned good fuck." He began stuffing his softening cock and balls back in his jeans, the front of which were dark and damp with sweat, ass juices and various loads of cum in Jim's ass. He slapped Jim on the ass. "Hope ya liked that ... Ah sure did! Felt like Ah shot a gallon of cum up yer butthole." He opened the door, stepped out, then turned back with a really evil grin on his face. "By the way, all that hot seed Ah just shot in yer ass? t's dirty ... radioactive ... POZ." He laughed, slammed the door, and walked away. Jim began sobbing. My cock was once more rock hard.

i fucking love this advice, the only thing that would make it better for me is to ask your Top to give you a ruined orgasm to help train and condition you to meet their desire.

Love that! that's such a turn on passing someone later and not knowing if they bred the hell out of you earlier. A smile from a passerby... is he being friendly or did he wreck your hole before and knows what a cumdump you are....

Definitely prefer anon. Nothing better than going to the sauna, getting in the sling and putting a blindfold on - waiting on my Top(s) I also have a guy i met on a cruising site - faceless, pretty blank profile. We met up outdoors a few years ago outside and i got naked in the spot he told me to go to and put my blindfold on. He fucked me that night and loaded me up. I must have taken about 50 loads at least from him now over the years - never seen him, never spoken except online, no fucking idea who he is. Turns me on so much knowing there is a guy out there who absolutely knows me and has dumped his load in me but i have no clue at all! So yeah.... anon for me all day long please!!

On Tuesday I hooked up with a cute older guy who had a long thick dick. His grindr profile said it was 9.5 inches and I believe it because it was a monster. I sucked it for a little bit, then I fingered my hole with lube and rubbed it all over the outside, too. When I sat on it, I had to take my time and get used to it because it was so thick at the base. He was laying on his back so I did all of the work and started to ride it up and down. I thought he would never cum. It was a really great ride and I orgasmed twice in the first 10 minutes, but after that I was starting to get tired and sweaty. I'm not exaggerating when I say I was loving it and hating it. It felt so good but my abs started to cramp up and my hole was making fart noises for most of the ride. When he finally came I was so pooped that I laid on the bed and held my stomach to try to get it to stop hurting. After I left he messaged me on grindr to ask how it was and I had to admit that I was completely satisfied and definitely want to hook up with him again. Only next time I want him to put me on my back and do all the work.

I rarely wear deodorant and my pits are pretty rank within a day of showering. Then oddly, they taper-off a bit and enter a tolerability zone that the men I interact with really like. Personally, I think they always smell fucking fine.

I can LOOK innocent but it's all am illusion because I am a dirty fucking pig addicted to breeding as many holes as possible

my smells turn me on...

Fist report here / as English is not my native language, please do apologize any mistakes ... Went for a long weekend to Fort Luderdale to pig and chase around. Use this small breaks to live out my darkest desires of being used, abused and finally get some loads. Not the most attractive guy here / white, largely build, European and already 48 years but started to bareback only a few years ago / never tested and do not care / all loads accepted. Once arrived on Friday afternoon, went on BBRT and Recon for some fun. Cleaned my ass and was paged by a butiful hispanic guy. 100% TOP and looking for fun. Asked, if I party, which I never did. He came over and for three hours we had good fun. He gave me two loads, gave me chem piss in ass and mouth and when he left, I was so horny, that I directly went to Slammer 321, got naked / even bare feet as form of total humiliation / and up on the bench in the small darkroom. As often on Fridays, the room was crowded with too many bottoms, but managed to get some cock and two loads, both not too painful, as they were medium sized. I still have a tight hole. Went to one of the slings and a quite small guy came in, closed the door and began to fist fuck me without any warning and lube. The pain was awful, but exiting. As he pushed deeper and deeper, I cried, begged and finally shouted at him to go deeper and "do not stop" ... He did not / once he was in and the pain eased a little, he went out, gone. I layed in a sling, ass open and lightly bleeding / so it was enough for day one. Saturday was Cumunion at Clubhouse2, but it was quiet and much slower than in winter, when I attended the first time. In two hours 2 cocks, one load / so up to Slammer again, same game. Surprisingly the Saturday was quieter than the Friday and after a few cocks in my still swollen and wrecked hole I went back to my resort. Sundyz at noon, ass still aching I went around in the sun and saw some older bear type guys pounding and feeding a guy in the back. Some lube, some poppers and I bent over the table and got three large cocks, directly one after the other and they all unloaded. I went to the airport with a leaking and open hole. Even a week later, the hole hurts when I insert a plug. Reminds me of the most interesting weekend in FLL. Will be back in October / then for a week and hope for more rough usage. If you are in the area, want to unload or have SM phantasies - even rough, brutal or taboo - please contact me.

Google images is fun.

Part 1 Art was a hopeless rock monkey; he loved to hang on craggy granite. Bouldering had long since gone from outdoor workout to an obsessing passion. This muscle-driven sport was ideal for a small guy like Art whose genes created a body more shaped for gymnastics than football or basketball. Best of all this non-competitive rock play fused technical skill with a brutal gravity-defying muscle pump. Geologic formations were Art's favorite gym. Art had long since mapped out and chalk polished his own set of problems at his favorite hang-out, a long rocky uplift called Hoodoo ridge. Hoodoo was a place where Art could spend hours caressing stone, conquering overhangs, laterally swinging and reaching from hold to limitless hold. The vertical ascent wasn't Art's real pursuit. Instead, this rock stud worked a long traverse pushing every muscle of his climber's pumped frame until the very fiber screamed. Art preferred Hoodoo above all the other hang outs for it's near complete privacy. These stones were off trail, hidden among Ponderosa pine well above the more crowded trails of the reservoir below. Art shared the place with a few climbing buddies, but mostly played there alone. On any given sunny afternoon Art could be found bouldering shirtless at Hoodoo in a pair of his favorite worn-out, baggy shorts. He liked the feel of breeze that wafted his exposed ass via a long vertical rip at the seam on the backside. He'd never bothered to stitch it up. The rear exposure not only cooled Art's straining glutes, it was as close to nude climbing as he could get and still protect his precious package from sharp granite or raspy sandstone. There was something to be said for a body sculpted on rock. At a compact 5'7'', Art's lean 140# frame was notable for his baseball round biceps, a tight chest, flexible 6-pak abs, and striated back muscles, every taut fiber a result of hours spent hanging at Hoodoo Ridge. At 28 years, Art enjoyed seeing the ripple of his own sinewy arms and legs as he reached and pulled, satisfied at the little stud frame he'd created. His own private pleasure. It was some shock for the little rock-monkey the day Nate discovered Art's bare ass hugging rock. Nate had just moved to this booming college town from back east on a football scholarship. He was unsure about a new life in a town where black America was seen only on TV, but as an inner-city boy he was hungry to get to know the mountains that loomed above campus. Nate stood out from most of the population on this lily-white university, and that was ok. He was enjoying all the attention. People weren't studying his ebony skin, though. At 6'4", 240 # of football honed mass, Nate was huge. His presence was intimidating to even the most confident. Both women and men stared when Nate the Freight walked by. His college life back east had been filled with football, parties and plenty of sex. Who and what never really mattered that much as long as he got to ram his hard cock somewhere tight and warm. It has probably been this in discriminate choices in sex partners and his unfortunate habit of tearing them a new asshole That had results in him coming back positive in his last health check before changing colleges. It had been 4 weeks since he had pounded someone and he was eager to take it up a notch from his usual hard sex to something really kinky. He wanted a tight neg ass to rip and breed. Part 2: Nate came upon Hoodoo ridge and Art's bare ass after leaving behind a fellow jogging buddy from the team. He and Mike, another linebacker, had headed uphill and off trail to see if they could get a view of the city below from atop the ridge of rocks above. Mike was sucking air and told Nate to go on ahead, he'd be up in a few. Nate enjoyed the presence of his almost equally big white team mate. He thought he might even make a nice breeding buddy, he just wasn't sure if he swung that way. Nate kept climbing breaking into a good heavy sweat as he want and upon reaching the ridge summit heard some heavy breathing coming from the rock. There, hanging like a chimp some 12 feet above the ground, Nate caught sight of one very sexy tan ass, hindquarters of a little white stud. The Philadelphia linebacker had only seen climbing on Mountain Dew commercials up to now and was enthralled by Art's agility as the climber blindly reached for a small crack above his head. Nate was captivated by the fluid movement of this little man as the rock stud pulled his body up a few feet. Now while Nate loved to fuck women or any hole really, he had acquired a taste for little white guys, a habit pursued since high school football. Girls cunts simply couldn't take what he had to offer. Male anal anatomy was another story.And besides even when he ripped a faggot open they ended up wanting more. Overtime, Nate had found he could intimidate, subdue, & seduce most of his teammates and other groupies he'd set his eyes on. For those few who played a little hard to get, Nate had more than once used his imposing size to force himself on, overpower, and impale his prey, conquering their unwilling fear. It was not uncommon after such a forced fuck, that these little men would come asking for more of his big black dick. Such was Nate's power. Seeing this erotic motion on rock, honing in on every muscle tighten on that little guy's back, and smiling at the curve of his finely rounded ass, blood rushed to Nate's head and cock. He knew then if only for this view and the guy fuck in his near future, the move to this town was worth it. Men on rocks! Nate could barely control himself. He wanted to reach up and grab those firm cheeks. He imagined his face buried in that tightly clenched crack, the feel of the velvety warmth of that little stud's love canal as he reamed his 10" black shaft up home. He decided there to make this stranger's tight ass his first breeding conquest. But first things first. Nate moved out of the trees as quiet as a 6'4" man could, and positioned himself underneath the heavily breathing rock stud. The rock monkey climbing above still hadn't noticed the intrusion. "Man, look at that ass. You always climb so exposed?" The boom of Nate's voice pierced the Hoodoo silence. "What the fu..." Art looked down, flinched at the black giant below, lost his hold, and fell off the rock. Nate saw Art slip a second late and while he was able to catch the little stud and break the fall, they both fell back into the embrace of a bush. Nate hadn't meant to scare the little man (well maybe he did) but as a result he found his big hands encircling the rock stud 's pumped upper arms, that exposed tight ass perfectly nestled above his very engorged basket. "Whoa...." Art found himself sitting on the lap of a very large black man. He looked around to see two big eyes penetrating his own. "Jesus, you scared the shit outa me. Where'd you learn to spot, anyway?" Art accused lifting himself off the big black man's lap, unnerved by the outa-the-blue shock of the situation. "As a matter of fact, I do always climb in these shorts. I mean no ones usually around staring up my ass ". added Art. Nate laughed a deep chuckle, licked his lips. "Hey, sorry about spooking you. Never seen a man hanging from the side of a rock." Nate then noticed the rock stud's 7" erect cock sticking like a pole below Art's shorts. "Looks like I got your attention, anyway".

I was told by the poz daddy I was with last night that my hole is loose and opened. He said he love it like that and said he loved the noise that came from it after he put the lube on

Real man cum to convert you into a poz pig

I can take a fairly big cock with no lube.not even spit. plus I can take pretty much any size human cock easily with lube.plus I'm always easy for guys to fuck on a whim so like if a guy on the street wants to fuck me he doesn't have to work to get it in me. I love how guys who fuck me know what a slut I am just by how easy their raw cock slides in me.plus I can lay in the bathhouse sling or in a club backroom and know I can take any cock that anyone shoves in me.only "problem" is cum is always dripping out of my loose fuckhole and making a wet spot on my shorts or even dripping down my leg

anonymous is hot!Loved being the boy with the magic ass that made men into animals.:)spent lots of time in adult bookstores film booths as there was no internet back then,and that's where men hooked up,find a booth in the back with gay porn turn sound up leave door open a crack...that's all it took.blonde blue eyed slender I could easily pull off the lost scared kid look that turned on so many men.One fav memory was after getting my first hiv test back in the 1980's at a clinic...lotsa older guys waiting like me for our turn to get blood drawn.Probably shouldn't have worn shorts....could feel eyes on me.Got taken into back room for blood draw got piece of paper to call in a week for results.Getting blood taken made me dizzy and weak...always does.A kindly older gent steadied me and walked me out the door to his work van in the parking lot,suggested we get in the back so I could get my bearings straight.Lots of furniture moving blankets in the back.we shared a joint and some soda...he sat legs splayed and a large lump grew in his crotch as I stared...Whipped my tee shirt off and gave him my best lostboy look.That's all it took,He was on me turning me over pushing my shorts down and hand over my mouth pressing his cock into me....despite struggling it was a lost cause and once the head popped in he just sorta slid home.A quick hard forceful fuck ensued and when he groaned and my hole got sloppy I knew he had cum.A few moments later he pulled out and told me to leave.I did...big smile on my face.Yeah anonymous is fun!

Hey guys, any other nasty raw pigs in North Florida?

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

So young and already toxic ... that's what the boys should be like 😜💀😈

I LOVE this. I've had a few buds that I got to pig out with - whore each other out and share tops with at the big events - IML, MAL, Decadence, etc. Its good for the tops too to have a choice of holes. Ive ended up taking many a load form a man who was initially more interested in the buddy, but then watched me take it and had to get some. Likewise, I've had regulars seed my buddy cause he looked so hot getting bred. I share well and love to eat cummy holes!

Once, a guy was whacking my rump with a belt while I was sucking off some guys. He explained, "It makes you a better cocksucker. Every time that belt comes down, you suck cock even harder." Of course, all I could say under the circumstances was, "Mmmmmmppphhh... mmmmmmppphhh!!!" but I had to admit, he was right. A lit cigarette to my butt worked, too... as he demonstrated. Anything to improve my skills, right?

Just fulfilled a long held fantasy of videoing someone fucking me. I did it in three sessions in a hotel room with a BBRTS hookup and with a guy I arranged to meet the following day after fucking at a sauna. It was kinda fun with the other guys also getting off with doing it. It was disruptive to the rhythm of the sex but that was no bad thing as it prolonged the fucking. Unfortunately as I was bottom on both occasions I was dependent on the top to do most of the filming. One guy was quite good at this but the other guy not so skilled. On the second and third attempts I tried adding a static iPad camera to the use of a handheld phone camera which helped. Overall I found it fun and would like to experiment some more as there’s plenty of room to improve. As well as filming while topping I’d like eventually to try in a threesome with a roving camera. Editing the video to take out faces is helped by using a couple of free apps.

omg I love it when I have taken a bunch of loads and cum is noticeably dripping out of me. its a great way to show guys im a bareback cumdump. feels hot in the bathhouse but even hotter walking around the streets especially cause I wear tiny girl shorts and a jockstrap so I often have a wet cum spot on my hole. I love it when guys notice and know what it is. I have picked up some random fucks like that.

Talked a shy chubby cub into stopping by this morning. He sucked me off over the summer, and we've texted occasionally since. He knows I'm poz and is both scared and excited to play with me. So this am he sends me a message saying he's off today and asks me what I'm doing. I let him know I have to work but if he wanted to come over I'd make some time for him. I unlocked the door and waited for him, laying in bed naked. Soon as he comes in, I tell him to undress and join me. He's looking hot as fuck with his hairy body and beard, and the beginnings of male pattern baldness😛. I start off aggressively kissing him, telling him how happy I am he's here. I roll him over so I can spoon behind him, and start rubbing my cock in his hairy ass crack. I'm rubbing his nipples as my cock is teasing his hole, with my precum making it slick and ready for fucking. I turn on the dirty talk- ask him how my dirty cock feels on his hole, grab his dripping cock and tell him it looks like he's wanting me to make him me whore. He's just moaning a bit, so I tell him to take my cock in his ass. He starts humping back onto my cockhead, allowing it to gradually open him up enough to in a few inches. I hold still, and let him know he now has my dirty cock leaking its juices inside him, and there's no going back now. I push the rest of the way in, and start fucking him in full strokes. After maybe 10 strokes, I hear him cumming and feel him clamping down hard. I quickly thrust in and out a few more times then unload in his ass as I'm groaning. I held him tightly and rubbed his belly, telling him what a good cub he was to finally take my raw cock. I told him to just relax and let my load soak into him, as I keep gently stroking his hole with my cock. I reached for his cock and fondled it, telling him it was just like mine now- dirty and able to breed. It grew hard again in my hand, and I told him what a good pig he was gonna be. His excitement got me harder, and I did something I rarely do. I fucked him a second time having never pulled out from the first, and that load felt bigger than the last. He eventually licked my cock clean, and I let him know I needed to get going. He got dressed and I gave him one of my old t-shirts to wear. Black with a pig snout made of biohazard symbols. He laughed, but he put it on. Glad he let me be the first poz cock to unload in his ass. And hoping he keeps coming back for more.

I've been cruising a bathhouse naked, and saw I was dripping a trail of cum behind me without realizing it, so... I guess my cunt is loose

The most perfect ass I ever fucked he was 32 and had just done 60 days for shoplifting some sneakers. I assumed that ass kept him in cigarettes in jail.

Well they actually are taking out the trash. They ARE the trash. haha yeah I love getting some Twink to sneak out of his parents home to come take my load in an alley or a park or the stairwell of their apartments. Love sending some cute little "good boy" back home to mommy and daddy with my cum dripping from its hole.

A complicated answer. I like "known" Doms but not people I know, nor do I care to know them. My favorite scenes have all been blind entry. I enter unlocked door, strip and don a hood. When finished I'm led to the entry point and left there to remove the hood, dress and leave without seeing the Dom.

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

I looked at my watch and it was 1:10 the kid was there for an 1:40 minutes. I got a text from him at 1:30 and he said you definitely should do the center stall. It was busy today and it took my a long time to be able to even get to the center stall but from what I could see that is where you want to be. You may want to go on an off time because the cock sucker there was really busy. Hope you have fun I want to hear all about it. ( He did not mention that the cock sucker was him, I also did not mention that I too was there and I already fed him some cum). Thanks bud, glad you scoped it out for me. So guys will just stick their dicks through or what? He said some will, other you will need to either tap your foot or your finger on the hole to tell them it is okay to put their dick through. Some will say nothing but grunt when they cum and other will talk dirty. I think dirty talk is hot even when it is in another language. You will have fun so you gonna go tonight? No girlfriend changed her plans and I can not go till Wednesday. Wish I could. That is too bad, let me know if you are need anything before then. I do have a question, my girl never eats my ass and I really like that, do you think that could happen. I do not want anything but a tongue on my ass but fuck that would be so hot. Maybe I should just suck a dick first but this has me so horny. Talk to you later. With that I text a few more buds to swing by at 5 PM and let the kid suck them off and if they wanted to taste his pussy to tell the kid to put his ass up to the hole.

@jackdaw .... Absolutely FANTASTIC pic 😈 LOVE it! This is the kinda image I have had in my mind for an encounter Charlie has between himself and his Master's MASTER (the D-E-V-I-L), which would be several chapters away. I have several ideas floating around already. Whoever wants me to actually develop that part of the story, then 'like / upvote' this comment, so I know if it is worth my time going down the darkest path. 👺

Ever since I can remember, my own pits and crotch scent have give me a bigger rush than any poppers ever did. Except for work/meetings I don’t use deodorant and always go commando. Catching a slight whiff of myself here and there while going about my day is enough to keep me pretty much perpetually horned. Smelling another guy’s scent drives me absolutely wild...

Returning to the bedroom, Alex removed the quilt and the top sheet and placed them on the bench at the foot of the bed. Laying down, the sheets felt cool and both the pillows and mattress were comfortably firm. In a corner of the room, he noticed a mini fridge which would make staying hydrated convenient. From the terrace doors, he was treated to a view of the city lights. Climbing on the bed, Blackie nuzzled Alex's chest and said, "Before we do anything, there are 2 things I need to tell you. First, some friends of mine will be in and out during the next few hours, but you're under no obligation to play with them! I brought you here to be with me, not to be used by others! Second, if there's anything you want to do to me, don't ask, don't tell, just do it!" Alex gave Blackie a playful peck on the cheek and said, "You know the old saying about birds of a feather, so let's just see what happens. Since you gave me permission to just go for what I want to do to you, get ready!" With that, he scooted down on the bed, lifted Blackie's right leg and licked his foot. Blackie moaned with pleasure and when Alex began to suck on his toes, he practically purred. "Fuck, you have sexy feet!" He said before giving Blackie's left leg the same treatment.

Bottoms have dicks? My focus is their hole. I keep my boy in chastity, which has done wonders. Longterm chastity makes them beg to have their prostrate poked. They can go longer getting group fucked, can take getting fucked harder and rougher and in general more submisive and constantly horny. Lock the cock and you'll have a bottom focused more on his fuck hole.

Part 2 When I could finally take my eyes off my unconscious best friend, I looked around my new environment. I seemed to be in what looked to me like a huge dungeon. The floor was cement and the walls were all stone and brick. Several bare bulbs hung around the room, providing a harsh illumination. All around the room were what looked like torture devices. I recognized a rack from history class, but the other items looked foreign to me, except for the wall that had all kinds of whips and paddles hanging on it. It made my blood run cold. On one side of the room I could see a cage. Inside that cage was what was obviously a man. He was on his hands and knees with his head sticking out a hole in the front. But you couldn't see his face because it was covered by a leather hood with a large black funnel attached to the top of the cage, and a tube leading to his mouth. I could also see another tube that came out of his dick and disappeared into his ass. I didn't need to be told the reason why. The final thing I took notice of was a row of barred cells directly opposite of me. There were 6 of them. I could see men in four of them. All of them were asleep on mats on the floor. The first two men I couldn't make out too well. The third man was a muscular guy with a shaved head. The fourth guy appeared to be very skinny. I didn't look to long as I heard men approaching. "What are we doing with #36?" I heard a voice ask. "This ones going to my clients in New York City." Another voice replied. "They haven't bought used property in a while. They made the best offer." Then I saw four men enter through a door. I recognized Earl as one of them. The other 3 were all rough looking men, older with big bellies. "Ahh #40, I see you're awake." Said one of the men, grabbing my balls and squeezing them, causing me to wince in pain. "Good, cause I didn't want to administer your first dose just yet. But wouldn't want you to miss your friends initiation, so you can ponder when it will be your turn." I broke out in a sweat at those words knowing it couldn't be good. I watched as one of the other men unlocked the cell with the skinny guy and hoisted him over his shoulders. As he was carried out I could see his back and ass covered in all kinds of bruises, welts and other marks. The man who had grabbed my balls just laughed as he saw the shocked look in my eyes. "Don't worry #40, you'll look like that some day soon. Maybe you'll meet his same ultimate fate. Or maybe something worse." I screamed and struggeled in my bonds, to no avail. The man just laughed again as he dropped his pants revealing a large, gnarly veined cock that was quickly rising to attention. Earl dropped his pants too revealing an even larger cock while the first man held up a needle, checking its contents. He then tied a band around Billy's arm as Earl hocked some spit on his cock. "Here we go!" said the man as he stuck the needle into Billy, "let the fun begin!" With that he ripped the band off Billy. Billy's eyes flew open as he gasped then coughed a few times. That was the moment Earl was waiting for as he forcefully rammed his snot and spit covered cock straight into Billy's unprotected asshole. "AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH" Oh my god! I had never heard a scream like that before. Earl just held onto Billy's hips and he rammed him over and over as hard as he could. Billy just screamed and screamed as tears flowed down his cheeks, unable to defend himself as he was savagely raped. The first man approached Billy's head, placing his hands on top and plunging his hard cock into the stretched open mouth. Billy retched and gagged, vomiting as he chocked on the cock plowing his throat. I puked myself as I watched my best friend get brutally violated right in front of me, the vomit squirting past my gag and down my naked body. "Oh Billy, Billy, Billy," I said to myself as tears flowed down my cheeks. "I 'm so sorry." knowing I would eventually endure the same thing. I just hung my head and cried as I listened to Billy's weakening screams and the men yelling as they pumped their cum into my best friend. I really have no idea how many men fucked Billy that first time. I was numb, physically and emotionally. I think it was about 10 or 11, and I think most of them fucked Billy twice. I do remember he got another shot at some point, and I remember bright pink cum running down his legs. After a while Billy's screams turned to moans, then simply to grunts as his asshole was turned into hamburger. Raw, bloody hamburger. And I shook wondering when my turn would be.