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Isn't it funny, I go to the sauna with intentions to spend all day there and struggle to get a decent fuck. But then, like on Sunday, I go but can only stay there an hour or so, and there's cock and arse everywhere! I woke up on Sunday morning feeling horny as fuck. I was due to go to a family Sunday lunch at 4pm, parents, brother and his wife and their boys, an aunt and her husband, that kind of thing, so I thought I'd drop by the Greenhouse early afternoon on the way. The car park was pretty full when I got there, promising I thought. After showering I headed down into the cellar. I could feel bodies but couldn't see anything as it's so dark down there. Feeling my way across to the sling I bumped into a couple of guys, exchanged gropes of cocks and arses, then found that there was a guy in the sling. Chubby guy, thin hard cock, felt his hole, quite wet. I'd got a new bottle of poppers, good stuff from Holland. I take a good sniff and as my head begins to fly I kneel down and press my tongue into his hole. I taste lube, cum, arse, it's such a dirty taste, so hot. I slurp the mess from his ring, lick down his crack, more cum and fuck knows what else. A guy pushes past me, shoves his cock into the bottoms hole, I feel the tops balls and sweaty arse crack, I feel the tops hole, he's wet too. I leave them to fuck and move toward the bench, I can see shapes now my eyes have become accustomed to the dark, I lie forward, resting my arms on the bench. Only seconds later a finger feels between my arse cheeks, finds my lubed hole. Then the anonymous shape is pressing an anonymous cock head into me, he's not too big, just right to open me up. I pull my cheeks apart to let him get deeper, squeezjng my hole around him. He fucks maybe a minute but then he's gone, too many guys here not ready to cum, but I like to feel them inside me. A guy reaches under me, grabs my Viagra enduced hardness, roughly pulls my cock too far back so he can try to suck it, hurts but I like being hurt. I stand and spin around, grab his balls, kiss his mouth, our teeth clash in the dark, tongues fight, he tastes of cigarettes and mints. He turns around offering me his arse. I push in, he's tight. I spit on my hand and wet his hole before shoving in harder, my cock driving through his muscle. He rears back, I know it's hurting him but I keep on pressing into him. He pulls away, too big he tells me, he melts into the dark. I cross the room, a guy comes up behind me, takes a nipple between his fingers, I rest my head against his face as he squeezes, twists. He bends me over the bench, pushing a nice large cock into my hole. It hurts as it opens my ring, his cock head driving through the tissues inside my arse. I think he was black, coarse curly pubes press against my cheeks. He said he wanted to cum, did I want his load? I said yeah He said where? inside you? I said yeah please So he fucked. Serious deep strokes, goes on for ages. My hole had dried, but I was enjoying the friction, I knew I would be sore later. I was thinking he may not cum after all, but then he asked for my poppers, stopped with his cock buried deep inside me, handed me the poppers back and I take deep sniffs and squeeze my arse around him. Then the real fucking starts. He really goes for it, savage deep anonymous shagging, so intense, I'm hitting the bench hard with each thrust, I'm hurting but loving it. Then his hard deep thrusts, 5 maybe 6, he growls as he shoots his cum deep, filling my bowels, sharing his seed. He pulls out, I'm on my knees in an instant, sucked him clean, loving the taste of his cum and my arse. Grabbing his towel he's gone into the dark. I'm knackered! I put my towel around me, my cock hard still, I head upstairs, into a cubicle, lay my towel on the bench. Leaving the door open I lay on my front and doze… Later, not long I don't think, there's a hand on my arse, a finger in my crack. I press back. His weight on the bench behind me, a damp towel thrown between me and the wall. He pulls my hips, I get the message and kneel up, he shuffles to me. I huff my poppers, my head spins with tingles of excitement. His cock is in my arse crack, he can't seem to get it right. I reach behind me, his cock is warm, fat, uncut. No condom. I move it to my hole, guide him, pressing back when it's in the right place. The head goes in, I'm so wet with the last guys load. He pushes forward, hands on my hips, holding me, pulling me, he slides deeper. I feel his shaft travel through my muscle, I so love the feeling of it, his hard cock entering my hole. I reach behind me. His pubes are shaved but stubbly, his balls nice and large, I love to feel my hole as a cock is stretching it open. He's long! His cock hits the back of my rectum before his balls hit my hole. I take more poppers, rest my head on my hands on the bench, my arse in the air, loving the feelings. He starts the fuck, pulls out, drives straight back in, again and again, it hurts when he bottoms out in me, he rams the wall every time he drives into me. I wonder if it's bruising something inside. I love the hurt, I want him deeper. He pulls out completely a few times, punching back through my sphincter, he's so fucking good. He shifts his angle, his cock bashes my prostate, it's painful but hot. Then something gives way inside me, I feel his scratchy pubes press against my arse cheeks. He's found my inner ring, his cock head is pushing through on every thrust, the sensation is awesome. He's getting faster, breathing heavily, he pulls out and grabs me, turns me over and pulls me to the edge of the bench where he's now standing. Pulls my ankles onto his shoulder, finds my hole again and is back inside my body, leaning over me. His sweat drips onto my chest. I'm almost folded, he fucks harder, deeper, punching my intestines, he holds my thighs, controlling my body as he pistons in and out. I cum, my cock untouched, I shoot over my stomach, it seems such a long cum as my arse cannot clench closed, it clenches his cock shaft, that seems to send him over the edge. He cries out, I more imagine than feel his cum but he must have shot 7 times, his cock buried deep inside me, his semen infiltrating deep into my body. My hole becomes wet, I know it's now leaking around his cock shaft. He collapses onto me, sweat and my cum between us. Just one word - thanks - and he pulls out and stands, pulling his towel back. As he turns I notice his tattoos, the Scorpion on his left arse cheek looks old, the bio-hazard on his right cheek is fresh, not long healed… Then he's gone.

“Dad I made it to the hotel” “OK, now take a pic of your giftof an ass, post it online and get it filled for daddy’s birthday” “How many loads do I have to take?” “At least one for every year old you are.” “But I’ve never taken anyone but yours” “Look it’s my birthday today and I want ur perfect little muscled ass stretched and leaking an over abundance of man slime for my birthday while u have an oversexed yet happy look on your face when I get there.” “OK, I wanna make u happy.” “And u do, and for ur birthday tomorrow we can do what u want. I will piss your ass clean out of all the men’s cum that have been in your hole and just leave my man meat resting in ur recovering hole as I hold u as much as u want tomorrow.” “Then will u meet my bf?” “Perhaps, I don’t wanna rush things”

Also, I realise that having been offline for almost 3 months, this story has been left on the shelf, with Charlie in mid examination ... Kind of me I guess to allow him all that extra time to keep hold onto his precious Golden locks 😈 ... 👦 With that in mind, if you wish for this story to continue, show your eagerness with an 'upvote' or 'like', so I know if it is worth carrying on or not. For now, I am off to bed to sleep. Goodnight my fellow dirTy BZ fuckers! 😛 Formerly known as DaddysHand 😴

So the house next door to me caught fire earlier this year, and the owner has literally done nothing with it. The back yard is pretty closed off from prying eyes. I live on one side, the house on the other side is empty, and for sale, and the garage obstructs the view from the house behind it. Since I don’t live alone, me being able to host is pretty slim, and most of the guys on Grindr around me are middle eastern and black, so most are dl/married. So this guy hits me up one morning, and since I couldn’t host, I decided to try the backyard. We walk back there, and he whips out his big dick. It’s got to at least be 10” long. One of the longest dicks I’ve ever had. I start sucking him, and get his dick wet from spit, then he slowly slides inside of me, and starts pumping my cunt. I start to cream on his dick, which seemed to turn him on, he starts pumping deeper and harder, and then goes balls deep, and I feel it. His dick is throbbing, and his nut is filling me up. We’ve done it back there a few times since then. A couple days later, the kid who mows my lawn was over. He’s sexy af. 18, slim, with a big dick, if the bulge in his basketball shorts is to be believed. I always try to be in something tight around my ass when he’s over, even though I’m sure he’s straight. One day, on a particularly hot day, he came up and asked for some water. I got him a bottle, and looked down, and his dick was rock hard. Like so hard, you can almost see everything. I start to blush, and he said “I need some head. You think you can help me oki?” Since my roommates were home, we went over to the next door backyard, I pull his Dick out, and it’s beautiful. It’s at least 8-9”, and really thick. I had a hard time getting a lot of it in my throat. I’m sucking his dick, when I take my mouth off of it to ask, “you wanna fuck?” He took a second or two to say yeah. He asked for a condom, but since I only fuck raw, I don’t have any on me. I keep sucking, thinking we’re not gonna fuck because of the condom, when he says bend over. We go to the central air machine, and I bend over. It’s thick. It hurts, so I flip over on my back. I don’t know why, but it always goes in easier that way. He slides the tip in, and starts to slowly open me up. I’m a total slut. I’m tight, but once I’m opened, you can pound me as deep and hard as you want. So we get a good rhythm going, and that’s when I hear him mutter “oh fuck.” I knew he was close, I whisper “cum in me, baby. Give me your babies.” He starts to pound it now, and cums. Loads. I mean, when I say he cummed, I mean it was a huge load. Literally was leaking down my legs, there was so much of it. I get back on my knees, and clean his dick off with my throat. He pulls my head in down on his dick, and says “thanks. Don’t tell anyone.” Now we come to today. On Grindr, and another black guy who we’ve chatted with before, hits me up, asking if I’ve been loaded up yet. I hadn’t. I work nights, and wake up in the early afternoon. He asked if he could give me one. I gave him the address, washed my hole, and headed over. He pulls his already thick dick out. 9” long, and 7” thick at least. I’m sucking him, thinking “he’s going to destroy my hole”, til he’s rock hard, and I pull my pants down and bend over. He’s taller than me, and has a hard time getting it in. I start sucking him again, lubing that dick up, then bend over again. He gets his head in, and starts opening me up, getting a little more in every time. We get him in all the way, when I start to cream. Guys love it when your ass creams, idk why. He’s pumping deep, with a good rhythm now. I start cumming without even touching myself. This has only happened once before, this turned him on, and he pushes his dick in as deep as he can. I whisper “cum in me”, and that’s all it took. He started pumping his nut in me. He pulled out, and I started worshipping his Dick again. He puts his thick dick back in his underwear, gets in his car. I get in mine, grab dinner, and here I am with his load still in me. More stories to come of my backyard escapades.

As it has been almost 3 months since I published the most recent chapter, here are some EXCERPTS from the last 3 chapters (Parts 34 through to 36), where 3 new characters have just come into the story; Friedrich, Igor, and their Doctor; Doctor Stanis! 💀 EXCERPT from Part 34; ... I was awoken to a vehicle driving in. I looked out of my window, and watched this black van with blacked out windows park up. And out from the drivers side came a figure in an all white uniform. He went to the back of the van with Usher and Sir joining him. They all seemed to be quite a while back there and I couldn't see everything that was happening. Then this all in white uniform figure was directing his hand gestures towards the main front door to the mansion, and in to my view came Sir & Usher pushing these two very weak and frail looking men in wheelchairs. They were wearing hospital gowns, just like I saw in my dreams. And now I know why I was unable to make out their facial features in my dreams, well, firstly they were quite a long way off, plus, they were also wearing oxygen masks. - So you must be Charlie! I looked up and got a fright. This stranger who just walked into my room was very much sinister looking. He really did unnerve me. He was the man from downstairs in the all white uniform. He was wearing white trousers, and a white jacket, with white shirt, black tie, and white shoes. His hair was thin, jet black, and brushed back. His eyes were a very dark brown that they almost looked black, and there seemed to be no life behind them. His face was a pale white, with his cheeks sunken in. He really was frightening me. I froze, and was unable to respond. - I am Doctor Stanis, and am here to sort out what I have been told is a Gono infection, and, give you an examination. I'd like you to sit on the edge of your bed for me so I can take a look. EXCERPT from Part 35; Either side to the entrance to the 'Medical Chamber' were the two very sick and frail looking men that had just arrived, wearing their hospital gowns, ID around their wrists, oxygen masks, whilst sitting in their wheelchairs. One of them looked to have unusual eyes. He didn't seem to be focusing. - Bring him in will you please Larry, and place him on the central steel examination table. Then wheel in my two patients, and place them in a corner each. Not the back wall, the door wall. Then leave. - At your service, Doctor. I had for the first time heard Sir's name! EXCERPT from Part 36; He placed his hands on my distended abdomen, and just stared at me, looking deeply into my eyes, boring into my soul. - It is soon time for your Master's virulent DNA to be drained from your cunt. And time also, for you to receive some brand new DNA. Speaking of which, how rude of me. I haven't introduced you to our two new guests. Charlie, this is Friedrich. He has several strains of HIV, one that is completely med resistant, and two strains of Hep C, hence his yellow appearance. He has AIDS! Friedrich had a nice thick bushy mustache which had always been a huge turn on for me. And then he looked over to the other guy, whose eyes looked odd. - And this is Igor. You may have noticed Igor's eyes are not what they are supposed to be. He has late stage syphilis, and is now almost blind. He too has multiple strains of HIV, which have also progressed to AIDS! Between these two 'sick fucks', they have a combined viral load of 71 million. They are EXCEPTIONALLY infectious! He took the two syringes of blood, that had just come from the two dying German studs, and injected it into a saline bag, hanging on an IV pole, again, to the side of the central examination table. My cannula was opened, in went the tubing from the saline bag, IV tubing clamp opened, and now, slowly in came my bag of very special fluids. ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************* Part 37 and M☢️RE coming up ~ Charlie, the Demon obsessed boy's adventures continue .... 👺🐺💉☢️💦

SO, '13' people seem to want this story to continue. 13, unlucky for some, lucky for Charlie 🐷 ... And potentially also lucky for his foolish boyfriend Richard 🐺🌕

Michael pulled out of Toby and flipped him over doggy, slapping his arse and before he could get his breath, ramming his cock back into his cunt. I reverse flipped Milos so I could watch the two boys snogging as we plowed their arses. The mixture of pain and pleasure on Toby’s face was incredible to watch. With every thrust he couldn’t decide whether he wanted Michael to stop or to fuck him harder and deeper. Michael was lost in a frenzy of fucking, only reacting when I leaned over and pinched his pert brown nipples. Milos had Toby’s head in his hands as they snogged and as I repeatedly pulled my cock all the way out then pushed in back in, amazed that his hole kept clamming up after my cock had left it. Fuck, he was still so tight. Every so often, Milos would finger his wet cunt and feed his wet sloppy digits to Toby. Michael’s breathing started to increase as his thrusts into Toby started to increase in ferocity. Toby was now in his own fuck zone having finally surrendered his cunt to the all-out assault by the massive cock deep in his guts. I was amazed to see Toby still hard and dripping as he wanked his cock. V. I made a mental note to hand some out but doubted we would need it. I could feel my own balls tightening and involuntarily I slammed my fists into Milos’ sweaty back. He growled and looked back. “Fuck yeah, daddy!” I gripped his waist and rammed my cock in as deep as it would go, forcing him to pull his mouth away from his deep snogging and yell as he felt my hot seed pour into his guts. Almost instantaneously Michael roared and raising one leg onto the bed leverage, he pile drived his cock into Toby causing him to lose his grip and slam into the mattress as Michael came so hard and so much that his seed spurted backwards and all over his own crotch and stomach. But still he kept fucking, burying his seed as far as it would go as I enjoyed own intense orgasm, fucking Milos’ with ever slowing strokes and pulling him to snog him and grab and twist his balls. Finally we both withdrew and flung our fucks on to the bed where they lay, used, exhausted and sweaty. But Michael wasn’t finished. As I watched, he pushed his fist into Toby slightly open cunt ignoring his protests of pain and shock as he pulled out a cummy fist and smeared it all over his bottom boi’s face. It was so sudden and unexpected that Toby wasn’t able to resist until it was over and he was eating his own cunt filling. Milos scrambled to his knees and greedily cleaned up Michael’s cock. Cupping his balls but as I watched still looking slightly wary of the massive tool. We needed more time and I needed to reset the mood. I stood up and suggested we get cleaned up and relax for a while. The guys all grunted their approval and Toby gingerly got up and stumbled after me. We headed for the shower where we lathered up, kissed and made out like raucous college jocks. There was mutual cock admiration, arse touching and slapping and bollock cupping. No sucking, fucking, rimming or piss - just kissing, gentle wanking and lots of laughter. Our cocks and cunts all needed a rest. Michael’s cock was semi hard but till looked massive, like a hose. But he wasn’t deceiving me. Michael has the enviable talent of controlling his erections - probably a good think as he was so hung - and right now it was in ”rest” mode. The rest of us were still rock hard and Michael spent a lot of time holding our cocks and admiring them. I could tell he was seeing which he would take first later on. He was a total top but he loved cock sometimes and I wanted to bury my seed in his guts and suck it out. After we’d dried I pulled open a draw and threw a pile of jocks onto the bed, suggesting we get some fuel from the kitchen and chill for a while. I pulled on a blue jock and despite my hard cock, slipped it on. Michael chose a white jock; Toby a black one and, surely I thought intentional, Milos slipped into a red jock. I discretely smiled at Michael as we headed to the kitchen where the guys helped themselves to juice and snacks while I retrieved a long silver tray and piled a small mountain of coke in it. I chopped up some heavy lines and offered a straw to Michael. He hoovered up the line and then licked a finger to pick up the residue which he rubbed along his gums. Toby was next and then I handed Milos the straw. As he hoovered up a line I gentle rubbed his arsehole with a finger I’d discretely dipped in the coke and he pushed back to let my digit in. It felt warm and wet - juicy in fact - and still tight. Michael had his arm draped over Toby’s shoulder as they ate some cookies, kissing between bites. Toby rested his hand onMichaels package housing his semi. I took the straw from Milos and took a line of coke, Milos standing behind me, his cock pressed against my arse. I turned back and smiled and slapped him away, making him laugh and then gently kissed him, cupping my hand around his jock and pulling him in. “Hot, man. I need a taste of that.” Michael walked over and pulled Milos away and snogged him. I walked over to Toby and took him in my arms, rubbing our crotches together. Michael turned Milos round and kicked his legs apart and Milos obligingly bent over the counter. Leaning round Milo he dipped his finger in the coke and then knelt down and expertly pulled his cheeks apart and rubbed the coke on Milos’ hole. Now, I’m not into being rimmed but apart from my boyfriend and that evening Milos, Michael was the only guy that drove me crazy with his tongue. Like his cock, it was long, thick and muscular and the only tongue I know that could push its way past a virgin hole or get so deep inside a fucked cunt that you could almost feel it on your tonsils. And now Milos was getting the full treatment. Michael spread his cheeks further and gobbed into his sweetly clean hairy crack. Milos helped himself to another line of coke while he felt Michael lick and chew his butt and then Toby and I knew when Michael pushed his tongue into Milos arse. “Ooooooohhhhhh fuck!” he moaned as he gripped the counter as Michael’s tongue almost lifted him off the floor. Toby walked over and fed Milos four deeps huffs of poppers before returning to me and dropping to his knees started to lick and chew at my cock through the jock fabric. As I watched, Michael kneaded and pulled Milos arse, the only sound was him spitting into the hairy arse, growling and the lapping sounds of his tongue probably borrowing deeper than anyone else had into Milos before. I knew the feeling. It almost felt like a cock, a flexible cock. Michael could literally lick the insides of your arse and push all the way inside, opening you up for the inevitable fucking. He said he’d learned the skill eating out oriental guys, and loving their smooth cunts as I did, I didn’t doubt it. Milos’ knuckles were white as they gripped the table and every so often he’d take another hit of amyl. The front of his jock was wet from precum and he was sweating. Toby pulled my cock out of my jock and slid it masterfully down his throat as he turned sideways to watch the sideshow. One hand went to my tits the other alternated from holding Toby’s head in place and feeding us both poppers. Michael was deep into Milos’ cunt now, only pausing to tell me how far up Milos’ guts he could taste my seed. “Dude, yours would get in deeper,” Milos gasped. Michael winked and grinned at me. “Not today, boi. Plenty of time for you to get used to me,” and with that Michael pulled his tongue from Milos’ arse and stood up. Milos looked as disappointed as I probably did after a rimming from Michael and, I had a need to feel Michael’s cock deep inside him. Milos turned around and in a single movement had pulled down Michael’s jock and was feasting on the head of his cock. It was glistening and sticky with precum and Milos closed his eyes as he started to negotiate it down his throat. I pulled Toby to his feet and as Michael raised his arms above his head we took a pit each and started licking. Michael growled in appreciation as his two fuck toys and a potential new one worshipped his damn hot body. But I knew we still had to go slow. Reluctantly pulling myself off the sweaty pit I suggested we take the coke upstairs and chill. Toby and Milos giggled and raced off up the stairs as I stopped to pick the tray up. “Hot ass, man. Does it feel as good as it tastes?” Michael asked. “Better. Tighter. Man I want you to fucking ruin his arse and blow a load deep in there for me to lick out. I wanna bit of blood.” Michael chuckled and slapped my head affectionately. “Sure dude, I wanna ruin his cunt for you. So what’s the plan?” “Follow my lead.” Michael stopped and wrapped me in his arms, pulling me in for a deep, wet kiss. I could taste Milos in his spit and his fingers searching out my aching hole. “Fuck yeah, follow your lead.”

There are some sweet h🔥T pieces of totty, from overseas, and on home soil that share my desire to meet, and play. However, I have been out of action for quite some time now, and remain so for some time longer, so, for now I am out of action whilst I address various opportunistic infections, and the relating consequences. Patience is a virtue, and all that.

Great story and I love doing the very same thing. Love to find out an anonymous guy who spurts his jism in my hole is poz...and hopefully off meds as I am a proud poz pigs who still chases toxic strains

I connected with a guy on nkp after work today. He lives just down the street from my job, and he's a piggy fucker with a long, thick black cock. He said he was only looking to get sucked, not fucked, but nothing else was panning out and I needed cock and cum before meeting friends for dinner, so I agreed. I got up to his apartment and his roommate joined us to watch. We got on the bed and I began to blow him good as his cock was already hard. I sucked his cock and balls for 40 minutes and it was getting close to the time I had to go. He decided to fuck me so he could cum before I had to leave. Now, I am naturally very tight and usually need some rimming, or at least ass play, before I can take an 8 inch cock that's as thick around as a small coke can. He spat on my hole and slipped right in, my hole opening nicely for him. He's a violent fucker, and he used me very hard. I held my ass cheeks apart as he pounded me for 15 minutes. I begged for him to breed me and to give me his cum. I'm a very verbal bottom and I love dirty talk. He spent almost 30 seconds busting his nut deep in my hole, after which, his roommate slipped his cock in me and, after about 2 strokes, he began shooting. With cum dripping out my hole, I dressed and met my friends for dinner, and was even on time.

I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

So finally it happened....my hole/cunt is now addicted to sperm. As you can read from the above post, i've been waiting quite long for a proper gangbang...so i've chosen to attend to this hot event. After a long trip i finally arrived in Berlin and joined a friend (pig top), who introduced be to Berlin. I'll skip the less important part...let's get to the gang(s). Fickstutenmarkt When I arrived I was a bit concerned...there was a lot of people...i mean a lot. But in the end that's what i was hoping for (and my friend went too as a top) so i took my red hood, and got placed in what i was told it was the main area...GOOD. Ass up, face down....love it. My friend said the place was packed and there were 5 red hoods, and as soon as the first cock entered in my ass, i got fucked no-stop until the "show" ended. I did not need lube since i had already 6 loads before the beginning. That was awesome....i guess i got fucked by around 25/30guys...i lost the count. It was a constant hard and deep fuck. I went for a 15 minutes pause about 90 minutes after the beginning....i could feel my ass was already unable to keep the cum inside :P. The only other breaks were when i was moved in another place, to do DPs and whatever. Some guys did fuck me for some time and shoot their load inside....some just used me to quickly deposit their loads. There was a moment where i think there were a lot of guys queued around me to load me up, i was able to touch their cocks, while i was getting throatfucked. That drove me crazy :P. Having my friend in there was great to get all the details of what happened. Towards the end i felt a huge cock entering inside my ass...it was a BBC churning the milk inside my ass, i could actually feel the sound. Also loved the hung guy who asked me if i wanted his toxic load in German...i begged for it. Towards the end i was tired....but i was still horny...maybe even hornier than the beginning, so i begged for more cum. This got my friends attention, who came with another guy. They both put their cock heads inside my swollen cunt, but then my friend left me "alone" for a couple of minutes....when he came back i could hear some sloshing sound then the guy begin to pound the hell out of me while my friend put 2 fingers in my mouth asking if i liked it...tasted like cum. He told me he collected directly from the cunt of the other cumdump not far from me. Who knows if it's true. I left with the cum oozing in my jeans. So in the end i don't know how many loads i took...my friend says at least 30, i think something less, but i loved it And the truth is....this is a joke compared to what i did "next" P

I'm 9 but I sometimes will lie and say 6 inches if not in the mood to deal with annoying size queens or the BBC obsessed party queens.

Night before last I was working a short shift to fill in a scheduling hole. I don't normally pull up the apps at work because A) I can't leave until my shift is over B) there's no place for me to play at work if I had them come to me, and C) I live an hour away and don't want to come that far for hookups. Well, since I was on a short shift (ending at midnight), I just happened to pull Grindr up and almost got a hit right away as I was walking out a cute twink with glasses hit me up. I looked at his profile and he was 2 miles away, bottom, and my first thought was meh, not sure I'm up to fucking. He was clearly fucking horny, sent me all his pics. Long story short, I got hard and decided to go to his place for a BJ, no promises on fucking. I get to his place, and he's waiting for me, in only his underwear, at the door. We go up to his apartment, and I follow him to his bedroom in the back. I think he has a roommate as another door was closed, but the lights were on and a name tag was on the door a la college dorm. He gets on his knees and starts mouthing my cock through my scrubs, and I'm hard in a flash! This kid knows what he's doing, and he's good at it. I reach down and slide my hand down his back to his ass, and find he has a dildo in hit. He moans when I touch it, and I have to do a little play with it. He gets up and pulls his underwear off, and then pulls his dildo out. We make out, and he jumps on the bed, head over the side to suck me while I explore his ass with my fingers. I ask him if he wants my thick cock in his ass, and he says yes. I tell him to turn around. His beautiful hole lines up at the edge of the bed and I tease it with my cock head. His dildo opened him up because I had no issue sliding right in. It was heavenly! The best part, I was able to pound him out without him complaining! No matter how hard I went, he kept asking for more. I end blowing a load in him, we exchange a few pleasantries and I'm out the door. The entire time we played his bedroom door was open to the living room, lights a blazing. Wonder if his roommate will join in next time LOL. Gonna keep him in mind for anytime I'm leaving work around midnight.

Just after 11pm last night a horny fit as fuck 20yr old scally lad I’d been chatting to online came over to raid my arse with his big uncut 9” dick! We got down to some intense fore play but it didn’t last long cos the lad was gagging to get his dick in my cunthole and drain his balls in me. It felt so good as he plunged deep in my guts & started fucking me hard fast & deep, he’s plowed my cunt non stop for a solid 10 minutes then got me bent over & plowed me hard non stop for another long stretch before getting me on my side, holding my right leg up and plowing his dick in from behind. After a few minutes his groaning got louder & he said he was gunna cum! He roared as his dick pulsated inside me & filled me with hid massive loads, I felt the pumping of his dick & the warm jets of cum filling my guts. Ash he pulled out his dick his load gushed out all over the towel & sheets.

Tonight’s escapade. So last Tuesday this guy who lives 2 miles from me came and pounded my boipussy behind the house, messaged me and wanted to meet me again tonight. He had a friend that wanted to come too. Me being the cumdump slut that I am obliged. Went back there, and a few minutes later they both came back. We started making out, me dropping to my knees immediately, took both of their dicks in my mouth. The guy I fucked last week bent me over the junk in the backyard, and started eating my pussy. Said he wanted to blow some air in it, and have me push the air out while he was fucking me. While he prepped my pussy with spit, (I always prefer spit over lube), then the other top started to face fuck me. It’s one of the thicket dicks I’ve ever had. So the first top starts fucking my hole. Asking if I was his good little cumdump, slut, etc. He pumps my pussy until he almost had to cum. He pulled out and smacked my pussy. He then said your turn. So the other too goes around to my ass. He starts sucking on my raw whore pussy, and calls me a good slut, and my juicy pussy tastes good. He gets up, and pushes me down. He then proceeds to stick his hard cock inside me, hard. He didn’t try to ease it in, he just mounted me. It hurt, a lot. The other top held me down it hurt that bad. He kept fucking, while the other top told me what a good little cum pussyboy I was. I started sucking his dick for a few minutes, before he gave his buddy the sign, and moved to blow his load up my pussy. He keeps pumping til he knows he’s drained, and let the other top start fucking again. The first top went back to my face and made me clean his cummy cock off. Suddenly the other top moaned he he’s about to cum, and he did. He filled my guts, with cum dripping down my wrecked hole. He pulls out and starts eating my stretched out cummy hole. He gets up then they pull their pants up and tell me to lay there until they’re gone. I pull my jock strap and shorts back up and walk home. I’m keeping these loads in me all night.

Part 6 - Return To Medina I managed to stagger towards the bedroom with the aim of getting to the bathroom and lock myself in there. I got through the door frame of the bedroom when he grabbed me again spinning me around then pushing me with such force my feet left the ground and I landed on the bed face down. His crushing body weight landing on top pinning me down on the bed, his hand quickly began working my shorts free from my waist to expose my ass for him. I could hear a knock at the door and tried to call out but his hand quickly pushed my head down against the bed muffling any sound I made. Brad and Mike stood outside the door and knocked for the third time almost hammering it and calling out my name, they could hear I was inside but had no idea what was playing out behind the front door. There was no way this was going to happen again I told myself, the adrenaline was pumping around my body as I started to rise and fight back. Eddie and Steve stepped out the elevator seeing two men outside my door "What are you doing?" Eddie shouted. They both turned and Brad recognised Eddie from a picture I had sent "Tom is not answering" he said. Eddie looked at him "Brad right?" he asked and Brad nodded "Is he in there?". Brad and Mike nodded "Yes we can hear movement but he is not answering" Mike replied. "Oh shit" Eddie said rushing towards the door. My struggle began and Eric had not bargained on my retaliation at his own assumption I would lay down quietly. I managed to get hold of Eric's arm and using the wrestling I learnt at school, twisting his arm in to a painful arm lock causing him to release his hand from holding my head down. I managed to raise my head and cry for help, within seconds the door broke open with Eddie rushing in straight to the bedroom. He punched Eric in the back causing him to let go of me completely. Unlocking my arm from his Eddie grabbed his legs and pulled him off the bed and continued to punch him. Brad rushed in to the bedroom and grabbed hold of Eddie 'Stop' he said seeing the tear running down Eddie's face. Eric fell to the floor moaning. Brad took Eddie and hugged him holding him back from Eric as Steve and Mike came to my side checking I was okay. My shorts half over my ass I pulled them up, Mike held me in his arms tightly and my body began relaxing the adrenaline levels slowly abating. Eddie walked over to me with Brad and looked at the marks on my neck, he leaned over the bed and picked me up. He looked to Steve "Clear all his things out I am taking him back to my place" he said carrying me. Steve nodded "Can you help please" he asked Brad and Mike, "Meet you down at your car Eddie" he said. "It's okay Eddie will look after him, I'm Steve a friend of Tom's" he said introducing himself to Brad and Mike. Brad was still upset looking at Eric "Sorry, I'm Brad" he replied. "Brad, oh yes Tom talks about you all the time" Steve said looking him over. "He does?" Brad asked he looking at him, he really wanted to ask more but now was not the time. Steve could see why Tom had a crush on his step-brother "All the time, almost like you are husbands". Steve saw Brad grin "Sorry this is Mike" said introducing him. "Hello Mike" Steve said catching Mike's eye who flashed him a beautiful smile "You from Texas as well?" "Hi" Mike replied grinning "Yeah cowboy through and through but work on the airlines" he said. Steve grabbed a pile of clothes "Are you all so god dam hot in Texas?" he asked looking at Mike. Mike smiled "Hot and tender" he replied as Steve nearly dropped the clothes fumbling and giggling. This strange evening was how Mike met Steve and how Steve and Mike married a year later. They gathered all my belongings whilst Brad stood over Eric who didn't move from sitting on the floor in the corner nursing his bruised face. Thankfully I didn't have much to gather up, only clothes and the 3 of them made light work of packing it all and left the apartment and Eric. Mike stopped "Oh hang on, I forgot something" he said going back the bedroom then hearing a painful cry from Eric. Brad and Steve looked at each other then Mike appeared "Just had to do something" he laughed. Brad looked at him "What did you do?" he asked. Mike got in the elevator "Stamped on his balls and told him our paths should never cross again". Steve gulped "Are you a psycho as well?" he asked jokingly. Mike smiled "That's how you treat bulls in Texas, bring em down hard" he said looking at Steve. "Remind me never to get on your bad side" Steve said as Brad got in the elevator with the last bag. Mike put his hand on Brad's shoulder "It's okay Brad" he said. Brad looked at them both "Thanks both of you" he said then smiled shaking his head. Mike looked at Steve "I don't usually let people see my bad side, they usually see the top side of me". Brad felt embarrassed as he could see the sparks with them "Fuck you two get a room" he said grinning. Mike chuckled "Just don't go getting a boyfriend until I have had a shot at you" he said to Steve. Steve smiled watching the numbers of the floors going down "I won't" he replied "Just don't take to long". They packed all the things in Eddie and Brad's car and drove down to Huntingdon beach where Eddie had his apartment. It was a lucky escape they turned up otherwise I would have easily broken Eric's arm. Eddie seemed more upset and was quite obviously going to destroy Eric if Brad hadn't stopped him. It was the first and only time I saw Eddie's place and I soon found out why, it was a home for him and his partner on the west coast and contained many personal things. Eddie was on the phone with his partner explaining that I was there and would be staying over, Brad came over and sat next to me. "Why did you never tell me about this guy?" Brad asked looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders "I didn't want to worry you, you have enough on your plate". Brad shook his head "I could never live with myself if something happened to you" he said. I smiled and patted his leg "I want to come home" I said quietly to him. "What about your job and this Jacob guy?" Brad asked "I thought you and he were friends?". "I quit my job today and Jacob can't talk to me for 3 months" I said explaining about the gagging clause. Eddie walked over "Listen guys I was not with you this evening you understand?" he said to all of us. Everyone nodded "Of course she has one on you with models as well" Steve said referring to a gagging clause. Brad nodded "Yeah so you haven't seen me this evening" he said seriously. Steve sat down "You know how pissed she is, she was shouting at everyone after you both left" he said. I looked up "I thought she would be glad" I said jokingly. Steve chuckled "You were her most valuable asset Tom of course she is mad, you need to check your bank account". I did and sat forward when I saw my balance "Shit I have nearly $300k in there" I said looking at Steve. Steve laughed "There is another $50k from last week yet to go in. Don't worry I will make sure she pays up". Eddie smiled "Now do you believe me when I said how special you were" he said sitting the opposite side of me. I looked at him "But you only told me that in bed" I said laughing, Brad screwed his face up. Mike got off the phone and walked inside from the balcony "Brad and you are on the 8.30am flight with me". "Oh you going?" Steve said to Mike looking up disappointingly. Mike smiled "I have to work, but I change my rotas to overnight here more frequently if you like". Steve smiled "Really?" he said "I mean yeah I would like that". I laughed at them "Why don't you two go out for dinner and do whatever you need to do" I said. They eventually were persuaded to go out leaving Brad, Eddie and myself alone. It turned out to be the most weirdest evenings as Brad looked quite besotted by Eddie and loved comparing and feeling his muscles and admiring the tattoos. The one thing Eddie noticed was how Brad looked at me, to him it was way past a brotherly kind of look and he did wonder. The three guys shared the spare bedroom and I stayed with Eddie. I finished undressing "Does it hurt?" Eddie asked touching my neck. "No looks worse than it is, but fuck he had a tight grip on me" I replied "Thank you for being here". Eddie smiled "Can I ask you something, but tell me if it is none of my business?" he asked. I looked at him and smiled "You want to know about Brad?" I asked and he nodded. "Yeah I mean you know he is in love with you right?" Eddie said out of the blue. I stopped "He is straight" I replied "but what makes you think that?" I asked him. Eddie sat on the bed "The way he looks at you and goes all sheepish talking about you". I straddled across Eddie's lap "I think you might be reading to much in to it, he has a girlfriend". Eddie kissed me "Don't be fooled by that Tom, anyway he is a step-brother so it's not illegal" he said. I threw my head back and laughed "That is just simply not right". Eddie smiled "Sorry I shouldn't pry really. But I know that look when I see it" he said. I looked Eddie in the eye "Can I tell you something but promise me you will never say anything?" I asked. Eddie nodded "You know you can trust me Tom" he replied stroking my back. I took a deep breath "I have been in love with him for years, I think it is going to destroy me". Eddie wrapped his arms around me "You must not let it get to you Tom, your young you will find someone". I nodded and kissed him as we settled down in bed "Anyway I am so done with all this" I said to him. "What you mean all this modelling career, just like that finished?" Eddie asked sounding surprised. I nodded "Completely, it was never a career for me. I am going back to Texas life away from this". Eddie pulled in me tighter "Going back to just Tom from Texas?" he asked. "Yes, we will ever see each other again?" I asked running my hand across his chest but I knew it was over. Eddie shrugged his shoulder "We are two worlds apart Tom, my life is here and New York". I kissed him "I owe you so much Eddie" I said "being with you has been amazing". Eddie looked at me "You breaking up with me?" he asked laughing "let's get the 3 months out the way first". Eddie ran his finger across my top lip very slowly then along the bottom one, despite everything that had gone on when you lay in bed next to Eddie it was to hard to resist. I pushed him over on to his back and climbed on top of him, he chuckled and smiled 'This is new' he said quietly amused as I leaned forward and kissed him. His hands quickly exploring the body he knew so well now, stopping and cupping my ass cheeks. Returning my kissing in a gentle but assuring way he moved his hand and freed his cock from underneath me placing it in between my ass cheeks and rubbing against my hole. It seemed like a good idea at first, I managed to wriggle my ass forcing the head of his cock in inside my hole, I gasped at the initial pain then returned to kissing him as I slowly wriggled and lowered my ass down taking the shaft of his penis inside me. I sat upright and winced feeling him going deeper inside, I looked down at him and he laughed guessing I had no idea what to do now I was on top, after all I was usually the one underneath him and never had to work for it. But tonight over the few hours I learnt how to ride and tease with Eddie's guidance. I began to rub my ass against him in small back and forth motions, Eddie held on to the headboard and moaned, getting louder the harder I pushed down and the quicker I moved, then slowing down and feeling him inside I looked up at the ceiling 'oh fuck' I muttered. My body pulled down in to his arms his legs moving up he ground his cock in my ass and gave several hard jerks upwards and kissed me deep before releasing me. Sitting upright again his hands held my hips guiding me up and down teaching me, I could only raise myself an inch or so. Each time I sank back down he raised his hips up meeting me. I moaned in pleasure at this new experience that coursed through my body, it hurt more but also felt incredibly good being the one in control. Our hands met holding on to each other as I continued riding him, changing the pace and rhythm, all the time we looked in to each others eyes. Letting go of my hand he grabbed my cock and began rubbing the head with his thumb, I squealed in ecstasy rather to loudly but it drove me to ride him harder and faster. His hand clasped around my cock and my movements from riding his cock was jerking my cock off in his hand, I was uncontrollable, my hands grasping his legs, his arms, his legs trying to stifle my moaning. I could feel the pressure building in my cock 'oh fuck Eddie' I cried about to blow my load. As much as I thought I was in control I soon realised that Eddie was just way to good and knew exactly what we was doing taking us both on journey. Instantly he took over and began hammering harder in to my ass, I threw my head back and took a sharp intake of breath as my load jettisoned across Eddie's chest and against his neck my balls ached from the force or my orgasm. Eddie pushed up hard moaning and grunting, I could feel his cock jumping inside breeding my ass deep. My ass clenching from my orgasm sunk even deeper on to his cock. Wave after wave of post orgasm pleasure rode over me, unable to make sense of anything for several minutes until his arms pulled me back down. My lips eagerly attaching to Eddie's, his tongue pushing in to my mouth. We laid there kissing until I felt his cock soften slightly and I was able to release myself from him and collapse against his muscled chest his arms securely fastened around me, I felt so wonderful. We both fell asleep in each other arms a fitting way to end this little episode of my life with Eddie, guessing this would probably be the very last time I would feel the warmth of his body close against mine in this way. In the morning Steven and Eddie said goodbye to me at the apartment so we were not seen together in public, fortunately Eric didn't leave any bruises around my neck and the red marks had all but disappeared so I looked pretty normal again. In a way I was sad but glad to be going home, Mike had got us in first class for the flight and we arrived an hour earlier than most passengers since Mike was working the flight, Brad and I went to the lounge waiting for the flight. One of the female passengers was reading the fashion section of the LA Times and kept looking over at me and smiled. Brad was watching the planes and turned when she approached where we were sitting and put the article down in front of us and winked at me before she turned and headed for her flight. I looked down at the open page 'The Model Called Tom shopping in Bloomingdales', the article was only a small piece but is said a thousand words of praise from the staff of the menswear department who were thrilled at meeting me and how I spent time having photos and talking to them. Brad mocked me as usual but he kept the paper as we stood and walked towards the gate. "Not quite the same as when we last left LA together" Brad said to me as we stood waiting at the gate. I looked at him "No, did I make the right decision?" I asked doubting myself as a tear dropped down my cheek. Brad's hands grabbed my arms and pulled me in holding me tight, several passengers turned to watch the commotion happening by the gate. Somehow he made everything alright and could feel the love in his arms holding and reassuring me, I pulled away a little from him and his arms and he let me go. Brad wiped the tears from my face slowly and his hands held my face, the intimacy of our closeness was palpable and Brad looked at me in a way he had never done before. "There was no way I was going to leave you here" Brad said to me. I looked at him "I guess were even" I joked "now that you have rescued me, who said I didn't screw things up". We boarded the plane and sat quietly for most of the 3 hour flight, Mike looked after us and said he would pop by on Sunday to the ranch to see us. I soon realised that I wasn't that upset looking out of the window at the flat Texas landscape that grew nearer with the plane descending I was looking forward to getting home. In the short space of time that Brad came to LA it felt weird as if the dynamic of our relationship had changed, I couldn't quite put my finger on it and Brad had not mentioned his girlfriend who was still pestering him after another break up when she wanted commitment. We arrived back at the ranch mid afternoon, Brad had to get to work for a meeting with his father, I walked in to the bathroom showered and went to bed. Brad came in to the bedroom just before midnight, I knew he was going to tell our parents everything and they allowed me to have some private space and time to deal with things. Brad undressed down to his underwear and sat on the bed next to next to me holding a book, I didn't need to ask and just cuddled down, he put his arm around my neck holding me close reading to me. I hadn't realised that my hand was stroking his chest and he continued to read for half an hour. He gently took my hand off his chest after I fell asleep and he went to his own bed. When I woke in the morning Brad was already up and his gym wear was gone. I retrieved my journal and looked at the page from a few nights back that I wrote about Eric and what I remembered happening, it was strange reading it back. I turned the page and picked up the pen 'Last night for the first time ever Brad read to me and I felt the closest I have ever been to him, my love for him has crossed boundaries and gone way past normality. This is going to destroy me and I will never find the right kind of happiness, he will always be there in the distance, untouchable and unlovable to me. Maybe I should get out and leave Medina for good and find a proper job, journalism is coming up as a top favourite at the moment. Mostly I need to distance myself from my feelings for him and maybe then I can really move on'. I stopped and quickly hid the journal hearing Brad coming through the lounge towards the bedroom. I sorted the lease on the apartment and told the owner that someone tried to break in which is why I left feeling unsafe, job done. The next was trickier and didn't take long, Patricia made it clear that I to have no contact with anyone who I modelled for including photographers and it was in force for 3 months from yesterday. She then tried a different tactic apologising for not understanding, then asking me to come back and carry on as normal under a renegotiated contract. When I said no defiantly she made it clear that I was blacklisted for other agencies and the call ended. I stood up 'fuck it' I shouted loudly and went to find Brad and drag him back to the gym to work out with me. Hell knows what came over me but I just wanted to work out some anger. For the first time in ages that evening I sat down and had a family meal, Brad and I walked for a couple of miles afterwards around the ranch. I remembered my first day here and how I hated it so much, but it was home, the peace and solitude of the place was all I needed right now. Returning to the ranch house and our bedroom I collapsed on the bed, Brad stood there and threw a book at me that landed on the bed beside me, nearly naked apart from his underwear he sat on the bed and looked at me. I smiled and picked up the book and he swung himself on the bed laying next to me, his skin touching mine, it felt more electrifying than ever. I had to turn over and lay on my stomach to hide my sexual feelings for him and I could have sworn he noticed and he never said a word, waiting there patiently for me to start reading. It wasn't long before we both fell asleep still holding the book and Brad was sleeping on his back, our parents crept in to make sure I was alright and my mother looked at Seth seeing us laying there on top of the bed 'they have just never grown up' Seth said to her, she nodded and turned the light out leaving us there. My mother and Seth just looked at each other and never said a word to us. I woke with Brad's arm strewn across my back and giggled at the situation as the sunlight seeped through the crack in the curtains. Brad woke up as I climbed off the bed neither of us spoke, we just grabbed our gym wear and went to work out and had breakfast. The mail man arrived with a recorded delivery for me, an envelope from Manon International and the letter inside was all business like explaining my fees were paid up to the last day I worked and calculated commission paid in to my bank account. The last paragraph explained that persons or companies who have engaged in third party modelling assignments are not permitted to contact individuals for 3 months. At last I could put this episode behind me once and for all and move on. Checking my banking app I saw that my wages was paid up to date and another $100k in assignment commission. I thought Steve was joking when he said $50k but I never expected that much, the work I did had earned me just under $500k in total. I suppose I thought this was normal in modelling as I never really paid much attention of the commotion my photos were causing. I quickly wrote in my journal as Brad showered 'Fell asleep last night doing what I love best, reading to Brad, I do wonder if it is natural or have I completely lost my mind. I love him, fuck I do love him, I can help thinking that if I stay here it is going to ruin me if not both of us'. I quickly slipped it under the mattress pretending to make the bed as he came out drying his hair. I was then heading out with my mother for a catch up but I promised to be back so we could go down to the river later for some alone time and reading. I can only assume what happened that morning after I left to go out with my mother. When I got back home and went to change and noticed that my journal was visible poking out from under the mattress, my heart sank as I couldn't be sure if Brad had actually read it, I mean he use to joke about it a lot when we were young, but it also didn't contain anything so secretive back then. If he had then life was about to deal me another devastating blow and things were about change. I felt physically sick and knew he was waiting for me in the family room to spend the afternoon down at the river. I moved the journal to somewhere else and hoped that he hadn't seen it as I had remembered when I left it was sticking out and it was one task I was to do but forget to push it fully under. I changed and gathered my thoughts nervously walking to the family room where he seemed to be the same Brad I left that morning. "You models take your time getting ready" Brad joked as I walked in. I chuckled "Sorry and I am not a model anymore" I said to him. Phew I thought, he hasn't read it so everything was okay and we drove down to the river and to our spot on the bank stretching out I opened the book and started reading. After a while Brad got up and sat at the waters edge, he turned back to look at me as I had stopped reading 'carry on' he said, picking up some pebbles and throwing them in to the shallow river. I was distracted by him when he passed me the sun protection bottle and asked me do his back. He continued picking small pebbles up and watching them land in the water, I poured some cream in my hands and kneeled behind him rubbing it in to his shoulders and back. "That feels good" Brad said picking up another pebble and watching it fly "Do like you doing that?". I stopped and put the cap on the bottle wiping my hands on the towel "All done" I said picking up the book. "Did you mean what you wrote, that you would leave Medina?" he asked without looking at me. I put the book down "You read it?" I asked with a horrified look on my face, he still didn't turn to face me. I could see him nodding "Yes, I saw it sticking out under your mattress this morning". "How much of it have you read?" I asked wishing the ground would swallow me up. Brad stood up "Does it matter?" he asked then answered himself "quite a lot it". I put my head in my hands "I'm sorry Brad, no one is suppose to read it they are my thoughts" I said. "I can't believe you would even contemplate leaving here again" Brad said finally looking at me. I was confused and stood up "They are just thoughts and feelings Brad nothing more". "They are real feelings though otherwise you wouldn't have written them down" he said standing looking at me. I felt peculiarly hot unsure if it was from the sun beating down on me or if I was really embarrassed. Brad stood there and just looked at me in such a strange way, I didn't know what to do or what he was thinking. I couldn't stand here much longer he knew that my brotherly love went way beyond. He stepped forward and held my arm "What if I don't want you to move away again?" he asked. Looking at his hand avoiding his eyes was hard "Being around you I am finding hard each day" I replied. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, Brad moved close and put his arms around me hugging me hard. My arms stayed by my side not wanting to hug him but he held and held me. The closeness of his head against my neck he whispered 'I want you to stay' he moved his head back upright our noses almost touching from how close he now stood in front of me. Brad wasted no time as I saw his head move forward and slightly tilting to the side he kissed me on the lips briefly, instinct raised my arms holding him on his lower back. I tried to make sense of this but his lips touched mine again lingering for a few seconds until he stopped. My heart was racing and pounding in my chest, his arms circled further around my back and he kissed me, lips parted meeting my eagerly waiting mouth. I knew this is what I wanted, a little bit of selfishness creeping in having waited so long for something I never thought would happen. Gradually I could feel his lips parting further his tongue passing over my lips and in to my mouth. He stopped and pushed me away holding my upper arms keeping me at arms length. He looked to be having second thoughts and like he was about to hit me, but something overruled him and he pulled me back quickly and speared my mouth with his tongue kissing me frantically. Confusion rained down on me like a torrent of water, Brad pulled his shorts down with one hand exposing his cock. His hands moved to my shoulders and he pushed me down hard so I was face to face with this cock. Taking the hint my lips surrounded the head of his cock and I gently caressed it throwing in the flicking of my tongue against it and hearing him moan. Oh he tasted good I thought his hands now on my head pulling it forward to take more of his cock in my mouth, it was difficult at first but the more saliva I coated the shaft of his cock with made it progressively easier for me to pleasure him. Applying more pressure from my lips I could see his leg tremble nervously, his hand holding my head in position he began to move his hips forward and back rapidly. I choked a couple of times when his cock pushed against the back of my throat, I didn't care though, I was in heaven my head bobbing in time with his hips. His grip on my head hardened pulling me forward and holding me there as he let a guttural groan from his chest 'Fuck' he cried out. His cock pulsing in my mouth as I tried to moved my head back a little but it was too late. My mouth filled rapidly with his semen, using my tongue I tried to stop the rapid firing my hitting the back of my throat but he constantly kept pushing his cock forward. I swallowed without thinking closing my eyes, when I opened them the head of his cock rested on my lips. He had a look of horror on his face as if he had just realised what he did "I'm not gay" he said. I coughed and wiped my watering eyes and looked at him "It's okay, you can be whatever you want" I said backing up slightly looking worried. He turned and packed the rucksack "We better get back" he told me sounding a little angry. The strange salty taste from his cum still rang around my mouth, I grabbed the bottle of water from my ruck sack and took a hefty swig to get rid of the taste. When I got in the car he was looking straight ahead avoiding my gaze or any conversation. To me I saw the end of our relationship, a 5 minute blow job and walls tumbled down. It was a very quiet drive back to the ranch house and I slipped out after we go home to walk on my own and clear my head. Whatever he thought he was keeping it bottled up and that evening Brad went out, he never told me where he was going so I assumed it was back to Melinda to assert his manliness and how straight he was. I never heard him coming home or leaving in the morning for work, in fact over the next few days I saw Brad only a couple of times and his conversation to me was very limited, what struck me was that he couldn't look me in the eye. How I needed Eddie or Jacob to talk to right now, they could probably make sense of this. I though about Mike but he was friends with Brad as well and I didn't want to cause a rift. My return to Medina hadn't gone quite as smoothly and it was causing me to question my decision making again. I grabbed my journal and pen 'I have never hated myself so much and I feel so down, I thought coming back to Medina would bring some normality back to my life but it has made it worse and now I fear that things are never going to be the same. The one person I thought I could have faith in has turned their back on me, one stupid thing has done this, but then I never instigated it. I am going to free myself from all of this once and for all'. I stopped writing to answer my phone and saw Mike was calling, we had quick conversation and he invited me to his for the weekend. It was an opportunity so I said I would drive up on Friday since Mike had a few days off. I didn't see Brad Thursday evening either and by Friday lunchtime I was on the road and felt kind of relieved to be away for a few days. We had a quick catch up before heading out in to the city to go wandering around, keeping Brad out of the conversation Mike sort of knew something was up but in all good conscious he refrained from talking about him. We went into one of the big malls had a late lunch and wandered around some department stores. Mike laughed and pointed me towards the menswear department and the Jacob Jansen section, there were photos of me all over the place. Mike swooned when he saw the photo of me in the baseball cap, polo shirt and jock strap (or Jacob strap as I called them). The poster contained a watermark 'The Model Called Tom' at the bottom, okay so it made me laugh and cheered me up especially when Mike grabbed one of the baseball caps and shoved it on my head then making me stand next to the poster. He took a photo of me and we both laughed loudly until the floor manager walked over and did a double take when seeing me. As it turns out I still had some pulling power and he gave us two baseball caps and took a photo of me next to the poster for their staff magazine. Laughing we continued on this bizarre shopping expedition, Mike turned to me and said he knew where we should go now. Back in the car we drove in to the centre of the city down a street I didn't know, but in Dallas it was where all the expensive shops and boutiques were. Standing outside the store front almost half of the window was adorned with several large photos of me wearing JJ's clothing, I looked up at the two letter J's over of the front of the store. It reminded me when Jacob took me in to his store in LA. Mike looked at me and I smiled and nodded opening the door and walking in. It was exactly the same as the LA store, I took off my baseball cap and immediately one of the assistants came asking if they could be of any help. The fun part was she didn't recognise me at first that is, but the manager had, picking up his phone he was talking away looking over at us several times as we browsed around some of the casual clothing. I found it utterly interesting as the last time I was in one of Jacob's stores I didn't get a chance to browse, the range of clothing he had for men and quite clearly designed with the gay man in mind and it was astonishing, so beautifully designed, crafted and well, expensive. Mike walked up besides me "Amazing stuff but fuck it is expensive" he said to me looking at a shirt. "I never knew how much his clothing cost" I replied looking surprised "I must have a fortunes worth of briefs". Laughing Mike showed me the strap of his underwear "I wear the two you gave me" he looked at me smiling. "Excuse me gentlemen" a voice behind us said and we both turned and he smiled at me. "Hello" I said "sorry we are just browsing". Mike chuckled "I am wearing" he said showing the strap to the man. Brodie laughed "I can see, I am Brodie the store manager, please follow me Tom and guest" he said gesturing. I guess the look of surprise on my face at him knowing my name made him chuckle as he turned, Brodie was very discreet and didn't mention Jacob or Marcus by name but explained we could choose a casual and polo shirt each compliments of JJ's. As we left I asked Brodie to thank the benefactor and tell them I am okay, he smiled and winked closing the door as we left the store. We laughed and joked all the way back to Mike's place, by the time we got there it was already 8pm and we settled for a quiet night which quickly spiralled out of control as he did internet searches on me, dumbstruck I was coming up all over the place and a few articles were written about The Model Called Tom, much of it was guess work with very little actual clue as to who I was or where I was from. Mike stopped giggling and turned his laptop to me telling me to read this press release, I leaned over and saw it was an article in the fashion section of the LA Times 'Manon International announced today that their most popular model has retired after a brief spell of one year modelling. The Model Called Tom decided to return to his life outside of fashion, an insider stated that Tom is a great guy but only tried modelling for a year whilst finishing his studies. LA Times also learnt from sources that renowned photographer Eddie Morales quit working at Manon International after a fall out with it's owner. Word is they both left Manon on the same day but as usual the industry is tight lipped if anything was going on between Tom and Eddie. We checked @TheModelCalledTom's twitter account which has been silent for several weeks but still has a following of 360k people'. Under the article was a photo Eddie took of me and one of him at some gala in New York, I turned to Mike and laughed but he was looking at me with a shocked face. "Do you really have that many followers on there?" he asked. I shrugged my shoulders "I don't know" I replied as he held out his hand for my phone. He sat there looking at shaking his head "No you don't have 360k following you, it is 435k" he said handing it to me. "Oh right, I suppose I should keep posting stuff every now and then" I said. Mike smiled shaking his head "You need to get a grip on reality Tom and how popular as a model you are". "I guess, what shall we do?" I asked him Mike stood up "Put the shirt on from JJ's". Well Mike was no photographer but we both found it hilarious trying different poses, then he caught one good shot where you could clearly see whose shirt I was wearing and my head turned to the window 'Perfect' he said handing me the phone. I nodded and smiled agreeing with him that it was a dam good photo. What the hell I said and uploaded the photo with a tweet 'Friday evening, have a good weekend guys', I posted it and within seconds I was getting tweet back and likes in the hundreds no thousands. Many of the tweets back were wishing me a good weekend and asking if it was true and I have quit modelling, I asked Mike what I should say and he said just tweet your finishing your studies. Suddenly a retweet came in from JJ's store in Dallas 'Great to see you wearing the shirt you got today from our store'. Mike was having a ball reading the tweets coming back and we spent several hours watching it in amazement, what also surprised us was the number of modelling offers coming direct from stores and fashion companies, not just in the US but from Australia and Europe. In New York Eddie and his partner James were having dinner with Jacob and Marcus. Marcus saw the tweet appear and looked up at them all 'Tom is okay he just tweeted something' he showed them all the photo. Eddie went quiet and James kissed him 'I know how much you liked him as a person and toy' he laughed. Eddie smiled and kissed James. Saturday Mike took me to his gym at the airlines offices out at the airport, it was a long way to go to work out but it was free and Mike sat there enjoying the scenery since the only workout he did was walking up and down the aisle of an aircraft. It seemed to be doing the trick though as he was pretty healthy and fit. We spent the rest of the day visiting different places around Dallas and I got to see a side to the city I had not known, we got home around 6pm and had a bite to eat. Mike sat down at the table "So are you going to tell me what is going on?" he asked picking up his fork. "What do you mean?" I asked carefully avoiding his gaze. Mike put his fork down "You haven't spoken about Brad at all, did something happen?". He was waiting for an answer and I looked at him "I don't think it is fair to involve you" I said. "Oh okay, you think I can't be friends with both you without making a judgment?" he asked picking at his salad. I smiled "Kind of like that" I said spearing tomato with my fork "yes something did happen". Mike looked up at me "Did you fuck?" asking straight out. I shook my head "No, but I sucked him off. Now he won't talk or even look at me" I replied. "Hell Tom" he said surprised "Well I won't get involved but it is a dangerous game to play". "Bad decision more like" I said looking over at him "I have to leave Medina it is so difficult living with him". Mike laughed "You two have shared a bedroom for so long I don't think either of you can cope without the other". I laughed "I know, but it has to end and now is the best time to draw a line" I said putting down my fork. Mike looked over "Right, come on were going to a gay club, see how many numbers you can get". I looked shocked at the suggestion "Err.. Okay fuck it lets go" I replied laughing. In the countryside of Texas Brad turned on to the access road to the Medina ranch, parking in the garage he said hello to our parents who told him that I had gone to Dallas to visit Mike for the weekend. He played it cool in front of them and went down to the wing where our bedroom was. Brad found it strangely quiet again like it was when I lived in LA, but he had one thing on his mind and he started searching for it as soon as he closed the door, my hiding place was not so secretive as he found it in my closet, he sat on the bed and opened it reading all the entries in it and more specifically the ones relating to the last few days. Finally feeling like I could let my hair down, Mike by my side who promised to look after me we entered in to one noisy gay nightclub. It was busy and there were men of all sorts sprawled on the dance floor and sitting at tables chatting cruising everyone who walked by like some blood sport was in full swing. Muscle men, bears, otters it was a buffet of surprises in front of me, not that I had a plate in my hand and ready to delve in. It was just interesting and quite eye opening. We found a spot at the bar and Mike ordered two sodas, we turned leaning back against the bar overlooking the nightclub. Okay I will admit there was some seriously sexy men in here, as expected most of the muscled men were dancing with no t-shirts on, their bodies glistening in the lights that flashed over them sporadically. Mike turned to face me "And so it begins" he said "Your catching peoples eye" he smiled. I laughed "Let them come to daddy" I said causing Mike to nearly spit his drink out from laughing. He wasn't wrong men walked past having a good look at me before wandering off lurking in the dark corners then reappearing again often smiling or winking at me as they walked past. Mike told me to look after his drink as he needed to use the facilities, watching him I saw him wave and chat to a couple of guys who he appeared to know. Across the room one guy caught my attention and I had caught his, a fleeting glance that made me smile, I turned to face the bar guarding Mike's drink. It wasn't long before I had the sensation that I was not alone...

In an ideal world everyone could bb without risks. I take it the original poster now only practices safe sex so as to avoid further complications....

I don't see how forgetting to take a single pill a day is easy to forget if you care about your health. I think caring about your health isn't a reason why guys seek out infection. For some people only bb will do. Prep is the same as the meds so why not have some fun instead? What's enjoyable about wanting to be poz? It beats being on prep! I personally dislike guys on prep as they are more likely to not worry about other infections so perhaps the bug chase is a better prospect meeting guys not on prep? That's a bit of justification perhaps.

I was about 30, I had already had a few cocks up my ass, but I knew their names. I was really horned up late one night and decided to try the adult bookstore in the next town. I got there and payed for tokens to go in the video arcade. As I walked into the darkened hallway, I saw a dark headed cd standing by a booth with amazing legs in black stockings and mini skirt. I walked up to her and asked if I could suck her, she told me that she wasn’t interested so I went around the corner and into a booth. I closed the door and dropped a token in when I heard someone close the door to the adjoining booth. When I looked through the gloryhole I saw it was the cd. I watched as she lifted her mini skirt and pulled a nice thick cock out of her panties, she stroked till she was hard and then started sliding it through to my side, it was about 7.5 long and curved to the right. I started to slowly suck on it until it was nice and wet when she pulled it back. I was a bit disappointed until she slid it back through when I went to suck it again she pulled back again so I decided to see what would happen if I backed my ass up to the gloryhole. Once I did this I felt her cock slide through the hole and up my ass. She pounded my ass for several minutes when suddenly she slammed in as deep as she could go and I heard her moan and felt her cock start twitching. After she pulled out I could feel her cum running down my leg. I never did get her name, but I did see her there one other time and she loaded me up again and I loved every minute of both times. Keep hoping one day I’ll see her and get that amazing cock and hot load again.

Similar situation. Grew up in Richfield Ohio. There was a rest stop by the freeway between school and home. (if you cut through the woods. I referenced to it before. With a link) It was pretty run down back then. I had to go one time, and knew it was there. Went to stall, hadn’t a clue what a glory hole was, even though I was sexually experienced by this time. I getting ready to leave the stall and noticed the guy looking through the hole at me. I looked through and saw he was masterbating. He rubbed his finger along the hole (didn’t know the meaning lol). Then next thing his dick came through the hole. I just instinctively put his cock in my mouth. It just looked so fucking delicious and it was. He came and bolted. By the time I left, he was already in his car and headed out. Never got a real look at him, but I was in heaven after. I doubt my feet touched the ground the whole walk home. After, I was always “having to stop in” lol. Didn’t take long before I found the stalls with a large opening, and the first dick I fucked belonged to a trucker. Nice dick and big balls. I was blowing him and had to feel it in me. I remember holding on the walls/ toilet paper dispenser to keep my ass on his cock. He screwed my brains out, while I remember the walls squeaked heavily. anyone and everyone in the restroom knew people were fucking.

I was 15. I wasn't looking for it. But, I was sitting on the lawn at a park, next to a bridge that went over a small river. I noticed cars would come into the parking lot. Guys would sit in their cars for a few minutes then leave. Some returned again and again. One car did that several times. Finally, the driver got out of the car, walked down to the bridge. Stood in the middle of the bridge and stared back at me. I could tell he was looking at me, but I really had no idea what was happening. This guy was probably in his early 30's. He finally came over and sat on the lawn next to me and asked if he could sit there? I told him ok. We just did small talk, until he asked if I had a girlfriend? I said no. He asked if I had ever had a girlfriend? I said no. Then he asked if any girl had ever given me a blow job? I told him no. I had never had a blow job. I got hard talking about it. And he pointed out my erection in my shorts. He also had an erection and would adjust it. He told me that it was an incredible feeling that I needed to experience. He told me that he'd give me a blow job if I wanted to experience it. I was nervous and scared, but also very horny. I told him I did want a blow job, but didn't know where we could go. He told me to follow him into the woods. We found a very well used clearling in the woods. It was very protected. He sucked me off. I came very quickly. My knees were shaking. Then he asked me to suck his cock. I tried to give him a blow job like he'd given me. But, I'm sure it was terrible. But, he came in my mouth. I enjoyed the feel of sucking his cock. I wasn't quite prepared for the bitter taste of his cum. I spit it out. But, the experience was exciting and a big turn on. That first experience is probably why I have always enjoyed anonymous sex with strangers.

It was way back in the 80’s. I was 14 and pounding my cock like a madman in a mensroom stall at the Dade County public library while reading a steamy Gordon Merrick novel I found in the trash when a big, dark uncut cock appeared under the stall wall. Played with it first, then sucked it for a while before the guy told me to show him my ass. So I backed up to the stall wall and let him feel my ass and finger my hole. I felt his cock pushing up against my crack and in what seemed like a flash he was inside me. I shot two loads one right after the other while he fucked and seeded my hole. He pulled out, cleaned himself up and left in a hurry before I could see his face. Stayed in the stall for a while longer, using my own cum as lube to finger my hole and shoot a third load reliving what just happened. Used my underpants to wipe all the cum, lube and sweat off, balled them up and threw them and the paperback I’d been enjoying in my school bag, and took off home on my bike for dinner.

Asleep and Taking Loads My boy and I have been coming up with some fun risky scenarios to play out getting him more comfortable taking raw POZ cock. It totally turns both of us on. Over the past few months, I’ve shared his holes with a few guys, mostly buddies, mostly NEG or POZ and medicated. He suggested lining up a few NEG guys online to come over for some group fun and pretend to be drugged up and knocked out. He figured I’d be there to keep things from getting out of hand, so where’s the real harm, right? He told me that he’d start to moan or ‘wake up’ if he’d had too much and wanted to stop. Plus, I’d get to watch these strangers breed my boy and then fuck their cum into his ass. What could go wrong? My boy decided that Saturday night would be our best bet to get a lot of guys. I placed an ad with a few naked pictures showing his hole full of cock, one of it freshly bred and leaking seed, letting guys know he was serious: GUY TAKING NEG LOADS WHILE PASSED OUT. FUN STARTS AT MIDNIGHT THIS SATURDAY. SEND PICS AND STATS FOR ADDRESS. Within the next two days, I’d had about ten replies. Most were from NEG guys who loved the idea. One was from someone POZ saying how risky it was just to trust people. He went on to say that some POZ guys might just say they were NEG and join the scene anyway. He included a pic of his muscular back with a big biohazard tattoo and a really nice, slightly saggy ass. I knew he was right, but sent the address and instructions to come on in to the rest of the NEG guys who I wanted to see raw top my sleepy boy. Saturday afternoon we had an early light lunch and I got the house ready while my boy lounged in the tub and took his time really deep cleaning. We put the bed in the middle of the room and stripped it of our normal sheets with a black rubber mattress cover in their place. My boy took a few hits of poppers and laid down as I ate his hole. Around 11:45, I heard the front door open and two or three voices chatting as they came up the stairs. My boy winked at me and closed his eyes. Three guys came in and stripped their clothes off as I fingered my boys ass, saying that he was out cold, and they could have their way with him. One guy shoved his cock down my boy’s throat. Another one lined up and spit on his dick before shoving it into my boy. My slutty boy must have been really struggling to not groan or moan on those cocks. The third guy, a real frat boy, seemed to be having a hard time getting it up, so I knealt down suck his cock until it was ready to breed my boy. While I was gobbling the frat boy’s cock, a fourth guy showed up, big muscle guy. I remembered his thick tool from his pics. He stipped off his shorts and winked at me while I went back to sucking the frat boy off. The first two men came, one shooting his load all over my ‘sleeping’ boy’s face and hair. The first top shot his load deep into my boy. When he pulled out there was a white river leaking out. I smeared some cum out of my boy’s bangs onto my cock and pushed their cum into him. I fucked my boy for a few minutes. The first two guys were naked and jerking each other off while the frat boy watched and slapped his thickening dick on my boy’s slack mouth. The muscle guy tapped my ass and told me he was ready for his turn. He was rock hard and truly thick, naked from the waist down, his frame peeking out of a black tanktop. I knew my boy must have been struggling to take it all so fast, even though he was well-lubed and pretty open. I watched from behind as he forced inside my boy, his broad shoulders flexing under that shirt. My boy remained totally silent as the guy stabbed his dick balls deep and then went to hammering. When he was about to cum, he shook his head and said, ‘not yet.’ The frat boy was finally fully hard and slid on into my silent boy. I needed a piss really bad, and the first top told me he was thirsty. ‘Not here,’ I said, and pointed to the bathroom. The guy got in the shower and I pissed into his mouth. He swallowed every drop. We were only out of the bedroom for a minute or two when the frat boy shouted that he was going to cum, and we raced back in to watch him hammer his load into my ‘passed-out’ boy’s hungry hole. The muscle guy was next to my boy’s shoulder with his back to us, tapping a spot on his arm. He jerked his cock as the frat boy came then took his place, not waiting for me to have a turn. The guy grunted and growled as he pummeled my boy’s raw ass but my boy never made a sound. As he force fucked my boy, I watched as his ass flapped around and realized where I’d seen it before. I wasn’t at all surprised when his shirt crept high enough that I could see the points of his biohazard tattoo peeking out, but I was too horny to do anything to stop it. I knew this POZ stranger was about to breed my boy, just like he warned me he would. The muscle stud roared as he filled my boy up. ‘I’m breeding you, boy, filling you up with POZ cum! You like that?’ he asked. The three NEG guys sort of freaked out and made a quick exit, grabbing their clothes as they left. I stood there shocked, but fully hard and about to shoot my load. Still inside my boy, the guy leaned forward, ‘You like this game boy? Want me to call my toxic friends over and share your hole with them? You want me to stop?’ My boy didn’t reply. I knew he wanted to eventually take POZ cum, and was waiting for a sign that it was time to call it a night. I rubbed my boy’s face and tried to ask him if he wanted more, but he just drooled. I was a little freaked out. The POZ muscle top went over to his phone and clicked around. He held the screen towards me and I saw a conversation on it: Person 1: Hey boy. Nice profile. You take raw POZ cock? Person 2: I want to… I have this fantasy. Person 1: Yeah? What’s that? Person 2: I convince my man to host a NEG-only party and pretend to be passed out. But, I get a POZ guy to come over and actually give me something so I pass out and can’t stop him from breeding me. Person 1: Yeah, boy? I could do that for you. I have connections… and maybe some POZ buddies who might be into joining… Person 2: Cool Keep your eyes peeled for an ad. That’ll be us. In case my man doesn’t send you the address, here it is: ********** Person 1: Cool. You really want me to mess you up and knock you out? Person 2: Yes, please. The POZ stud took his phone back and grabbed my hips. He guided my cock into my boy’s puffy cummy hole. ‘You like this scene?’ ‘Yeah,’ I replied. 'Breed him. Mix your seed with mine inside him. He wants this.’ He rocked my hips forwards and backwards faster and faster until I shot my load into my boy, pushing that POZ and those NEG loads deeper inside him. The stud licked his lips as I pulled out and spread my boy’s cheeks. He sucked out as much cum as he could until it was smeared all over his mouth. ‘Clean me!,’ he ordered. I licked all over his mouth as he jammed his fingers in and out of my boy. ‘Good thing you’re into this. My buddies are already on their way over…’

This isn't mine, but wanted to share it and please if you know who produce this text let me know so i will put her proper credit , xxx This is a guide for Superior Black Men that want to usurp their rights over crossdressing white boys. I will tell you the weaknesses and inner desires of white boys, so that you may more easily enslave and own them. If you want an obedient and addicted white boy, read on. 1) Getting a real meeting with a boy is the most crucial part of beginning the white boy emasculation. The rest comes easy and naturally for the sissy boy. Most fantasize about being forced into it. They like the risks and are completely aware that it is a slippery slope. Blackmail and Domination is part of what they want. On some level, they want and feel they deserve to lose their identity as a man and to serve Superior Men. More than anything in the world. Any kind of resistance is just part of what the fantasy; white sissy boys have a desire to be freed from their choice. Younger and not married are more desirable. Degrade and humiliate him in your emails. Ask him how small his little pee pee is. Tell him how you will slap his face with Your Superior Cock. You will put him on a leash. Sissy 's like to hear confirmation they are not real men. Call them a girl. Tell him he has a girly ass. Or if he is skinny, call him petite and effeminate. Ask him if he likes looking at a picture of Your Cock. Give him a female name as a reminder. On the reverse, make him call you Daddy (this is the absolute most humiliating name you can use, but Sir or Master work well too). If he doesn't, tell him you will punish him. Try and get a phone number or address before he can back out. Always push to meet sooner. 2) Establishing follow up sessions. This is where most sissy boys get away. My greatest advice here is to ask the sissy if you can record and take pictures of him for your personal collection. In the moment, they will tend to say yes and do it. A simple picture of him on his knees sucking your cock could well be the key to his entire enslavement. You only need suggestively say you like the picture and want to send it to his friends if he is reluctant to meet. Record him every time after. Chastity is another way. This is better longterm and for training. Just like other males, white sissys have that moment of wake-up and sometimes regret when they finally cum. They will do anything before that moment, but can feel like they went to far once cum. Not allowing them to cum will keep them submissive, turned on, and obedient. You can do whatever you want for however long you want. They on some level, even like the denial. They feel trapped and needy to be nice to you. If they are resistant to this initially, you can keep pushing it, and just put it on them if you can convince them to be tied up. Forgiveness over permission. Use a device that cannot be removed without a key. During the first meeting, make them cum, be verbal, make them tell you what a bitch they are. Make them promise they will be your sextoym. Make them give you their word they will suck you next week. 3) Training will transform the white sissy into a total, obedient slut. You should not let them cum more than once a week. Suggest tying them up when you let them cum and you take off the device, so they have no say if it comes back on. Prolonging how long they cum will make it more intense and they will have much less chance of regret. You can anally train them to cum without stimulation from their little white penis and eventually to cum without being hard. Google sissy gasm. Teasing around their butt with your fingers will help. The goal is to have them only cum from anal stimulation. If you have to, make them wait another week if they can't do it without touching their tiny pee pee. Stroke them from behind like a bitch so their cock is pulled behind their legs. If they're really are unable to cum after two weeks. Also suggest stroking like this the first time you meet them until they cum. 4) After some time, you may introduce more changes to the white sissy. Changes that cross the "point of no return" will keep a white boy as a sissy longer than anything else. They may resist to these ideas, but you can keep pushing it on them, and on some level they want it more than anything in the world. Ultimately, it is their choice. Shaving smooth will make a huge difference in how girly the sissy looks. If you are keeping the sissy shaved,, You could eventually encourage the sissy to get laser hair removal. Another suggestion would be a tramp stamp or other tattoos. Perhaps "sissy slut", "Emily", "BBC Owned". You could have her do a trial with a Henna tattoo or just go all the way. Permanent makeup is another humiliating way to feminize the white sissy. The final step is the one white sissy boys think about the most. They feel it is their destiny and that is a final step to submitting and giving up their ego for humiliation. Hormones. Two types, anti-androgen and estrogen. Estrogen will have the most effects, such as face breasts, and submissive tendency. Anti androgen will make them more petite, less muscle, and make their tiny pee pees even smaller. You can find more online about it. Whatever you want of them, tell them they need to look pretty and pleasurable for Men. And that they are better off this way. Affirm it is who they are on the inside. 5) Enslaving the sissy is the goal. Establish Dominance and always push the little white boys to say they are inferior. Treat them like a sextoy. Text them you want blowjobs on random days. White sissies should be your on-call fk toy. Punish them when they are bad. Use chastity to control their rewards. You can do whatever you like, turn them into a live-in maid if you like or a discreet obedient sex slave.

Recently I’ve decided to try to be more involved around campus. I commute to school but have a lot of down time between my classes. I decided that I would rush a frat. (Kinda late in the game but fuck it) I have 2 years left and even if I’m not getting fucked, I love being around men. Their smells drive me wild. Anyway I ended up getting a bid from my first choice fraternity and I went for it. All my “brothers” play some sort of sport and almost all of them are in “serious” relationships. Lately I’ve found myself being turned by hooking up with people who are spoken for. I’ve always told myself that I wouldn’t ever be that way but married/partnered men take priority to my hole. Hazing isn’t permitted where I go to school so basically to welcome new “brothers” my frat throws a video game party. I had the night off so I went. I still didn’t really know anyone too much. There were a few familiar faces but no one that i knew for sure. It got pretty late so I stayed the night. A bunch of us crashed out on the couches/floor in the living room. I woke up around 3ish and was rock hard. (About 14 sweaty college dudes all sleeping next to you will usually do that.) I am literally in a jock 24/7 just in case. I was under the blanket with 3 other guys but I knew I needed to jerk out a quick nut. I start playing with my hole and my cock and I feel one of the days start to get up. I stopped and layed in silence while he got up to take a piss. He came back with the same idea as me. He got on his phone and started looking through porn pics. I hear his dick plop out of his sweats and hit his stomach. I shift my body a little while still pretending to be asleep. Making my hand inches away from where his hip is. I eventually was gonna grab it in my “sleep” but to my surprise he turned to face me. Running his cock all over my hand. Making me close a fist around it and jack him off a bit. I make it clear that I’m awake and continue to stroke his cock. He reached his down my shorts and starts to finger my hole. I didn’t have lube. He was pretty decent in size but we both knew what he wanted. I turn my back to him. Lick my hand, and rub it over his rod. He does the same with my hole. He slides himself in and it hurts of course but he makes sure I don’t make sound by covering my mouth. I adjust to him being in me with basically no lubrications and enjoy him riding my ass. He fucks me super slow. Trying not to wake our brothers then I feel him tense up. His cock is throbbing in my hole and filling it up with his babies. He pulls out and heads back to sleep. I had to pee after the ordeal so I head to the bathroom. As I’m walking out after finishing up another brother who lived at the house tells me to come to his room for a second. I walk and offer a “what’s up man?” We end up just talking for awhile and I’m sitting on his bed. He gets up and locks the door and then climbs on top of me and starts to kiss me. He’s just in his boxers so I can feel how chubbed up his Member is. My shorts come off and I start teasing his cock head by running it up and down my hole. “Should I grab some lube? “ he asks. I nod my head yes. I lube only his cock up. And my slutty hole gobbles up his cock easily. He’s fucking me missionary style and my hands are on his ass cheeks. He gets close and whispers “I’m about to cum” he goes to pull his cock out but I pull his ass into me and he dumps in my hole. He laughs and says “fuck bro all you had to do was say to cum in you, I’ll do that anytime. “ I pass out on the couch in his room and head out full the next morning.

Part 1 He was one of the few straight guys I sold to and definitely the hotest. His name was Troy and he was 19. And at 6'2", lean 190 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes he was the next door AF/frat boy type. He had a scholarship at the local university, but lost it over the summer for some infraction (probably drugs). He was mostly doing weed and coke, until a girl he picked up one night introduced him to Tina. He loved fucking on Tina and developed a nice habit. That's where I came into the picture. She introduced Troy to me so that he could get his own supplies. Soon he was hitting me up on a regular basis, but always seemed to be short on cash. Now, I am an entrepreneur. I have several "businesses' I run in addition to selling the best shit on campus. One of my businesses is a video web site where guys show off (either solo or couple). I knew he needed cash and started to plant the seed in his brain at how much cash he could make in one night. The conversation wnet like this: Me: "If you need cash I have a way you can make $100 a night easy." Troy: "I'm not seeling drugs!" Me: "Nothing like that, I have a web site that features hot guys like you that show off for viewers all over the world." Troy: "I aint doing anything gay, I'm not a fog." Me: "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, but I will tell you the more you please your viewers the better tips you might get. I have a couple guys that clear close to a grand in one night." Troy: "I'll think about it." Me: "There's a special, secret viewing for those hot boys who like to blow clouds and stroke for the customer." I knew I had him thinking as I gave him a small supply of Tina for the night. It was enough to cloud his brain and when he wanted more without any means to pay for it I would have him. Sure enough by the next morning I got a text from him asking for more Tina. He and a girl he hung out with went through what he had in a few hours. He had no cash on hand and I brought up our discussion from a few hours earlier. I could tell he was in desperate need as he agreed to do the web site if I fronted him some Tina. I had him! He came over to where the video was broadcasted and I presented a contract for him to sign. He signed it without reading (what a dumb jock) and I gave him a teener of T. I informed him that he was to be back at the studio the next night around 8 pm to be prepared and given instructions. The next night he showed 5 minutes late (better late than never) and he was given a razor and instructed to trim or shave his balls, ass and chest. He was then led to a bathroom (which had a number of concealed cameras) where he proceeded to shave his entire body hair off. When he returned he was shown to his private room and told to show off for the viewers while chatting with them. I reminded him the more he would do for them he might get some tips. He spent the next 8 hours on camera stoking his coke (a nice coke actually, too bad by the time I'm done with him he won't really get to use it. By the end of the night he had received very few tips and only made $150. He was disappointed and asked "Do you have any suggestions how I could make more money. I lost viewers as the night went on." I asked him "Would you let another guy suck your dick? I know that would get you more viewers. They'd love to see a straight jock sucked off. I'd even up your base to $150 plus tips." Troy siad h "I need to think about that, when do I go on again?" I let him know he has a week to decide. The following week when he returned, hungry for some smoke made his decision easy. He agreed to have another guy suck his cock. I made sure he had plenty of G laced Gatorade (since it would help hide the taste) and plenty of Tina for them both to smoke. I knew with all those factors I might get him to do more. I had paired him up with Tommy, who was actually one of my vers/top studs and also HIV+! This session went better then his first session. He let the Tommy play with his cock and eventually give him a blow job while paying some attention to licking his taint and a few licks to his hole. As the night progress Tommy made sure that Troy smoked a lot of Tina. Troy started to get offers ($$) to blow Tommy. The first offer was $50 to which Troy politely replied that he was straight and didn't suck dick. The viewers questioned Troy on his sexuality and he continued to tell them that he was in deed straight. The offerd began to get better until the final one (prompted by me) came in offering him $500 to give Tommy a blow job to completion. I saw Troy's eye go wide at that offer and he thought this over. It was apparent that Troy was having dificulties getting hard as Tommy was still playing with his Tina dick. Tommy let Troy know that if they were going to make some serious cash they needed some action. I added to the fire with my private chat to them to get the action on before we lose any viewers and I lose money!! Tommy helped guide Troy's head to his crotch as Troy gave in knowing he needed to perform. He reluctantly began to suck Tommy's growing cock as he produced ample amounts of precum. Soon Tommy had Troy's mouth fully on his 9" cock as he he paid a little attention to Troys ass. Troy was lost in his attempt to suck cock for the first time he barely noticed Tommy work a finger coated in Tina laced lube into his hole. Troy was starting to get plesure from the attention to his ass while he attempted to suck his first cock. Tommy took his time as he added more lube and eventually a nice size shard of Tina to Troy's hole. Troy began to moan around Tommy's cock as more fingers were added to his hungry hole. When Tommy had worked a second shard inside Troy along with 3 fingers Troy was definitely entering slut mode when he asked Tommy "Oh god bro, that was feeling great, will you put your fingers back inside me." Tommy was perfect, "You want something in your straight, jock ass bro? How about my cock? Would you like me to slip my cock inside your ass?" Troy attempted to deny his fate, "Bro, I'm straight. I don't get fucked by guys" as he continued to suck Tommy's cock. Tommy pushed Troy down as far as he'd go onto his cock and asked "Do straight boy's like you suck cock? I know you want cock in your hole, it's hungry for me to breed it." Troy was completely defeated as he never let Troy's cock out of his mouth and shook his 'yes' letting Tommy know that he was accepting his fate. Tommy moved between Troy's legs positioning his bare cock at the jock's virgin hole. I made sure to get a close up of Troy's face on a split screen as Tommy's cock began to make its way where no man had ever been before. When Tommy's head breached the outer ring, there was a look of confusion on Troy's face. But as he slowly sank the full length into the Jock's ass the look turned to one of pure pleasure and desire. Tommy sank in balls deep as the Troy moaned out "Oh, fuck yeah!" Then he pulled out a bit and began to slowly initiate our former straight jock to the joys of man on man sex. With Tommy's abilities (and a little bit of Tina) he fucked Troy bast the time their show was supposed to end giving him 6 dirty poz loads of cum, and bringing this jock one step closer to being a gay porn star.

Bottom in my hotel room in Post Falls, ID (near Spokane, WA and Coeur d'Alene, ID) needing to submit my holes for the pleasure of men. Submissive, pointed, and face up/ass down in jock with porn on in darkened room. Hit me up, stop by, I'll get you boned, then use my holes and cum in my hole or second best is on my face. I'm azn, 5'8", 115#, smooth all over, 35 yo. Although this is about tonight, Saturday, September 14, 2019, I'll be in this area until about 9/27 so hit me up if you want to get together but tonight doesn't work.

The sluttier the better

Thanks for the chuckle @TTFN, re; 'S.Palin sticking her nose in'. That did make me laugh 😛 I was going to show my appreciation with a p☢️sitive vote, but used my small allowance for the day.

Truvada is not currently used for HIV treatment, unless combined with another drug. Most people will go on something Biktarvy or Genvoya. That is why it is important to test regularly while on PrEP to prevent resistance if it fails (e.g. strain resistant to Truvada, inconsistent adherence, etc.)

I'm very average endowed. Not super thick either. It works, but I'm more bottom anyway. I've been with huge and tiny. I've had horrible fucks with both and great fucks with both. Sure a HUGFE cock is fun to look at and ride, but it's not the end all be all. I've been with WAY too many guys who think "Here it is. I'm a sex god." Sorry. You're hung, but you're not necessarily good in bed.

Agreed! a number of loads in my hole and I can get fucked all night long. Nothing better than the feel and smell of multiple top's cum in me!

Love GC..... i need to get my arse back out there. Lucky fucker NL... and from one bottom to another, you have great arse.....

Been texting with a hot daddy who’s into father/son play. Finally we were able to get our schedules to match up and I went to his place. He had me strip down to my jock strap and had me lay on my stomach on his bed so he could spank me. He kept calling me “boy” and “son” as he spanked my ass before starting to rub and tease my hole. He had me in total heat begging him not to stop as he lubed his fingers up and started probing my ass with them. He asked me over and over again if I was going to be a good boy and let him fuck my ass raw. I was begging him to fuck me and pump his load into me. He rolled me over to 69 as I started to suck his solid 7in dick while he continued to finger my hole. Finally he got on top of me, lined his cock up and slide in As far as he could go. He held me down and fucked me alternating between hard and fast and slow and sensual. He held his head next to my ear and kept whispering things like “daddy has a slutty son doesn’t he?” and “squeeze that hole boy, milk daddy’s dick.” He had me leaking all over the place between him fucking me and the hot verbal. He finally asked me what I wanted and I told him I wanted him to breed me, give me daddy’s load. A few more thrusts and he started to shoot inside of me. It felt like he was coming for forever before he collapsed on top of me. When he pulled out, he told me to clean daddy’s dick which I happily did while he started jerking my cock and fingering my hole again until I came. His commanding tone in his voice was electric to me and I loved calling him daddy or dad the entire time! Can’t wait until next time!

Thank you to @TTFN and @takingdeepanal for your kind concern, you wonderful, good Men. 😍

He as all as nearly everyone has the freedom of speech. He's poz and he's stating his opinion based on his experiences.

A Couple in the Bar My boy and I were taking a much-needed vacation to reconnect and have some down time. We’d both been traveling a lot for work and hooking up with other guys, nearly always bareback. He would send me texts that his top hookup would take of my boy’s hands on his ass, cheeks spread wide, and his hole oozing fresh cum. It always boned me up and then I’d likely log onto one of the apps and find a guy to come over to my hotel and take my load. It was risky, but super hot. We’d talked about starting up PrEP again, which we’d both been on before we started seeing each other, but somehow never got around to it. So, we went to a seedy gay bar in a midwestern town and saw a handful of hot guys. I spotted to very sexy men, one older, one younger but clearly a couple, a beefy guy with a shaved head and a slightly-wasted look. His boyfriend was a scrawny twinky guy, also with a buzzed head. After a few beers, I went to the bathroom to take a piss in the trough. The daddy guy followed me and stood right next to me. He made grunting oink noises and I saw him pull out his meaty cock with a huge gauge prince albert piercing. He took a piss while looking at me and oinked knowing I was drooling over his cock. He told me he’d see me around and left the bathroom. When I got back to our spot at the bar, the younger guy was chatting up my boy while the daddy was ordering a round of beers. I got back to them and the daddy gave me a bottle. My boy excused himself to the bathroom and the younger guy followed, winking at the daddy. Of course, they were in the bathroom a little too long and the daddy invited us back to their place for the night. I knew the reason for our vacation was to reconnect, but this was too hot of an opportunity to pass up. I gulped my beer down and headed to the bathroom to find my boy bending over the trough as the younger guy was on his knees eating my boy’s hole. I cleared my throat and my boy sheepishly looked up at me. I told them we were headed back to daddy’s place and my boy pulled his jeans up and tucked his leaking hard cock into them. We made a quick exit as daddy paid the bar tab. Thankfully, they lived right around the corner, and we walked there, with the daddy’s hands down the back of my pants and the younger guy clearly fingering my boy’s spit-lubed hole. They tore our clothes off of us as soon as we were in their small run-down apartment. My boy and I were shoved down on the bed on our backs, and the guys climbed on top of us and we made out hardcore. I went down on the younger guy while my boy blew the daddy. I rarely bottom, but I knew I wanted that thick cock and prince albert inside me, and I thought it would be hot to see my boy take it too. My boy was lapping at daddy’s balls and said, ‘these seem really full. You good for a couple of loads?’ Daddy just oinked in reply. The younger guy and I made out on our knees as my boy sucked my cock. I leaned forward to spread his ass open and guided that raw daddy dick into his hole. I love that moment of delivering a new raw cock inside him. The younger guy got in front of my boy’s mouth and shoved his dick in. He had be get behind him and spit on his hand, lubing up his ass. My dick plopped right inside him. It was clear that regularly taking daddy’s dick had really loosened him up. As we fuck each other’s boys, their faces were next to each other and they started making out, lunging forward as they took our cocks. Daddy started cursing and really pounding my boy. I knew he was close to losing his first load. Sure enough, he started to cum inside my boy, without slowing down or even offering to pull out. My boy had just taken this daddy load without even knowing his name. Daddy caught his breath and asked me if I was close. I shook my head no. ‘He’s too loose for you, right?’ I nodded, almost embarrassed. But the daddy grinned knowing it was his girth that had ruined his boy’s hole. Daddy had me lay down on my back and his boy mounted my dick facing me. The boy bent forward as daddy slapped his cummy cock on his boy’s ass. I heard a camera sound as my boy snapped a photo of our cocks going into the boy's ass. I felt that cool metal plop inside his boy’s hole alongside mine. The boy groaned as his hole was stretched to the limits. My boy knelt down, fingering his cummy ass and ate daddy’s hole as we fucked away. I was close to cumming, and I knew I wasn’t finished, so I let my cock plop out of the boy’s ass. I crawled out from under them and made out with my boy, fingering the goo dripping down his thigh. I needed a piss and offered it to anyone who wanted it, but they all shook their heads ‘no’ so I headed to the bathroom as my boy got on his knees next to the boy and invited daddy to go back and forth between their holes. Seeing those guys fuck made it tough to walk away, and difficult to piss with a full hard-on. I heard my boy groan as daddy entered him. As I finally went down enough to piss, I noticed two bottles of B******* on the counter, and I knew it instantly to be one of those newly approved one-a-day HIV meds. These guys were POZ, but medicated. I noted there were two names on them, Brian and Dan, but didn’t have a clue which man was which, only that they were both POZ and I wanted to take their cum. When I got back to the bedroom, they had changed positions. My boy was on his back holding his legs up. The boy was pounding his ass, about to breed him with his POZ cum. I laid down next to him and pulled my legs up. He looked over at me and smiled, blissed out and full of raw stranger cock. ‘Babe,’ I said. ‘They’re POZ.’ He had a momentary look of shock as the daddy oinked again and his boy announced, ‘I’m cumming! Breeding you good!’ Daddy nodded as he pressed forward and that cool metal ring teased my ass. My boy kissed me hard as daddy slipped inside my tight hole with nothing to lube me up but his leaking precum and our boys’ ass juices. Daddy didn’t stop until he was balls deep inside me, then he hammered away. I was lucky he was close to cumming or he really would have ruined my hole. The boy knelt beside daddy and slid his finger into my hole alongside that thick raw cock stretching me out as much as I’ve ever been. Daddy looked straight into my eyes and nodded, ‘Gonna breed you, slut, just like I bred your boy. Fuck yeah!’ With that, he picked up his speed and jackhammered my ass. I felt a soothing wetness and warmth as his cum seeped into my guts. He collapsed on top of me. Feeling his weight and furry chest grind into me was amazing. He slowly got softer until my tightness pushed him out of me. I went to the bathroom to clean up and daddy followed me saying he liked to watch his prey cleaning up to ensure they didn’t try to push out his seed. I didn’t, and he pointed to the meds on the counter. I said it was hot taking POZ cock even if it was medicated. He looked a little confused and then picked up one of the bottles. He took the cap off to show that the foil liner was in place, unopened. He then handed me the bottle and pointed to the date. I noted it was dated last year. He told me his boy convinced him to start treatment after infecting him… and that he’d convinced his boy to stay off them, just as he had. I got lightheaded as I realized that my and my boy had just taken unmedicated loads. I steadied myself and saw my boy in the doorway making out with daddy and the younger guy. He smiled at me and reached out to me, pulling me into the four-way kiss. My boy led us both back to the bed side by side and laid down on his belly, ass up, encouraging me to do the same. Daddy and his boy bred me and my boy at least two more times that night. We got daddy’s cell and promised to take their seed anytime they wanted to share it.

Hey ! How did the Birthday turn out - How is the Place ?

I was 13 my mate was 14, and neither of us could get pregnant. Because we're both guys.

I am bi and had my first male sex age 29. It happened fast and I wasn't even plannining on it. I went to a gay bar just to check it out. Next thing I knew I was in a back room sucking a huge cock. The guy put lubed fingers up my ass and said he was going to cum in my pussy. I was so turned on that I let him and it was fantastic! I'm one of the lucky ones who always feel semen going into me. I was hooked and have barebacked ever since--always as a bottom.

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

I was 21 and living in a nearby town with my aunt and uncle. He had taken me into town one day to his office and from the tower I saw what would become my haunt “R&R Adult Toys”. I knew there would be porn. And there was a side door that said “theater”. When the weekend came, I told them I was going to see a work friend and I’d be home later. I nervously arrived, went in terrified I’d see someone I know, and browsed magazines and videos. Then I noticed the theater and the cha ching of the quarter machine. This theater had half doors! I went in, deposited my money, started stroking. When I peeked under the edge of the door I was shocked. Everyone else was looking, stroking, showing their cocks! I went to another booth, a more private area. At this point I had never touched another cock. I settled in and peeked again. There was a guy across from me looking too...and he had a wedding ring. He had a huge cock. He was stroking. He came out of his booth and knocked on mine. I let him in. He had a bottle and put it under my nose. Fuuuuuuccckk! I was spinning yet so hungry. I instinctively dropped to my knees, took his cock in my mouth, and he face fucked me. He was old enough to be my dad and I was in heaven. Without warning he started cumming and I just swallowed. He finished up and split immediately. I sat back and was like, omg I just swallowed cum and I have no idea who it was. I think that started my addiction for GH, booths, anonymous sex, wedding rings and cheating.

I think my first anon experience was when I was around 14. Family was on vacation staying a week in Florida. I was checking out the beach when I stumbled up on a couple guys hanging out. Had some small talk, found it they were staying in the same hotel we were. One thing led to another and they both ended up fucking me later that night in their room.

As a total fuck slut & whore this is exactly how i should be treated

PART 2 As I started to cAtch my breath, the knowledge that an HIV positive guy had just cum inside me hit me more. I was still riding the waves of pleasure from getting fucked though and looked down at my still rock hard cock and realized I had completely ignored it. It hadn’t mattered to me. All of my pleasure had come from my hole. And that pleasure had been more amazing than anything I had ever felt. I knew I couldn’t not have more, whatever the risk was gonna be. He had lit a fire in me. His hard cock had. And his cum. His hot cum that was hiv positive and currently soaking into me, my body absorbing it. As his softening cock slowly slid out of me, I immediately instinctively clamped my hole shut. It seemed important to keep it all in me. “Chris, that was the hottest hole I have fucked in years. I swear, your hole gripped my cock like you literally needed it in you. And i’m So happy you decided to let me breed you and give you my cum. It’s a special bond we have now. You have my seed inside you, my essence.” I was so happy. I was a good bottom. He had loved fucking me. “I couldn’t help it. Once you were inside me, it felt so good. And I didn’t want it to stop. And... I don’t know why, but all of a sudden it just seemed like I needed your cum.” I was embarrassed saying the last part. I couldn’t understand it really, I just knew what it felt like. And at the time, something clicked and I needed it. I would have begged if I had had to, but didn’t say that. He looked down at me and smiled. “My boy found his inner cum slut. I knew when I saw you that you would be special. Some guys get fucked and some guys are bottoms Chris. You are a bottom. Bottoms need cock in their holes. They don't use condoms. Taking cum becomes an addiction. A need. I have a feeling my cute young friend, that your hole is going to need lots of hot cum to be happy.” As I lay on the thin mattress with a near strangers cum flooded in my hole, my cock still hard, what he had just said ran in my head over and over. I had been fucked before and it had been just ok. Not great at all. The fucking I had just taken in this tiny little room had been the exact opposite. It had been the hottest sex I had ever had or even thought of. I had never felt so alive, had never wanted a cock so badly. And it had occurred to me more than once, a guy with HIV had shot a huge load in my ass and I wasn’t scared or freaking out. I was grateful. It was like.... it was like he had showed me the secret. “I don’t even know what’s happening, but I can’t help it. Nothing ever felt that good before.” Now he rose off the bed and looked at me intently. “My boy has a look that is telling me his hole is still hungry.” I nodded, a little embarrassed to admit it, even to him. It was all so new. “Let’s go find you a nice big cock to fill you up again. Do you want that? To feel another man’s cock throbbing as he shoots his sperm into your willing little ass?” My eyes big, my cock like steel, I rose off the bed too and took his hand as he opened the door and began to lead me down the narrow hall towards whatever or whoever was next. I was scared and nervous, but most of all excited and horny. And I knew I wanted more.

Part Two: The Entrance ********************************************** My eyes took a few seconds to adjust. The room was dark, but not pitch black. A subtle glow of light from the staircase in front of me made just the major details of the room in front of me barely visible. A couch stood in front of me, facing the opposing wall and what looked like a bookshelf or entertainment center. It was a living room, and had just the scent of candle smoke wafting in the air. I heard the door close and felt him come up behind me; he put his hands on the outside of my shoulders and brought his head right up behind mine. "So glad you came, boy. You're going to enjoy yourself. Why don't you lose those clothes?" He stepped back just a few feet as I shucked my overjacket, t-shirt, and track pants, and followed that up by sliding out of my sneakers. I stood there in the near dark with just a tight black jock and socks, having stayed facing the couch with him behind me. He stepped up again and I felt his fur-covered chest press hard up against my back, and a wet, prodding cock push in between my legs, nestling itself between my thighs, slightly forcing my legs apart. God, his ample acorn head felt as amazing as it looked. He wrapped his arms tight around my chest as his beard and lips began nuzzling the back of my neck. "Mmmm, you feel and smell amazing boy. My rock hard cock clearly approves." He kissed my neck, slowly nibbling from side to side, I let my head droop forward as I uttered not a word. His attention was giving my shoulders goosebumps, his hands were playing with my nipples, every now and then subtly pinching them, and I felt the wet tip of his cock ever so slightly thrusting into the back of my nutsack as his head found just that slight opening at the bottom of my jock. He pushed slightly and the tip of his hooded head began to make it a jock for two. My moans could not be misunderstood. "Feel good baby?" Normally "baby" just pisses me off but fuck it, the way I was feeling I couldn't have given a shit. "Oh god yeah, feels so fucking amazing." "Bend forward. I want to taste your hole." I leaned front and propped myself on the back of his couch. He took a step back and I could imagine him smiling at the unsullied pink hole in front of him, the one he would shortly violate, impale, and impregnate. The thought had my rock hard shaft straining painfully against the thin fabric of my jock. His warm breath against my hole gave my knees the sudden shakes. He wrapped his arms around my legs, almost steadying me in place. I heard the sound of him inhaling deeply, and then the wetness of the tip of his tongue touched my skin just below my hole. He licked slowly upward, across my hole, tailing off as he pulled back to dive back in. He repeated his licking motion, slightly harder each time. Soon it wasn't even a licking motion, it was a suctioning as his lips locked around my hole and his tongue began pushing inside. My ass greedily opened for his oral organ. As I moaned in ecstasy. His right hand loosened from around my corresponding leg and reach up to my jock, pulled the pouched upward, slowly releasing first my balls, and then my own leaking hard-on. He let the fabric snap back against my groin, my throbbing member free only for a moment, before his hand slowly wrapped around it and pulled slightly, my foreskin sliding back to reveal half of an angry red head and a pearl or two of precum. I felt a finger touch the tip and swirl around my leaking juices; I throbbed again and a bit more of my man lube oozed out as his tongue pressed deeply into my hole. He continued eating me with vigor, slurping and working my hole hard and deep while he slowly stroked my dick. I had to reach down and grab his hand to stop him; I was getting so close and it was far too soon for me to lose the contents of my own balls. He paused his oral assault, and I felt his shoulder brush my right thigh as his hand switched to his own rigid tool. "Are you ready boy? I'm starting to create a small pool of drool here." Taking another deep breath, I replied "Yes, I want to feel you inside me." He stood back up behind me, and gently pulled me back upright. But this time, as I stood, his well positioned cock head found itself sandwiched between my ass cheeks, just below the entrance to my inner body. Despite my ass feeling incredibly wet from his saliva, I could feel the wetness of his precum as his head slid easily within my crevice, painting my skin with his noxious fluid. He again wrapped his arms around me, his hairy chest again tight against my back as his hood slowed its back and forth until it was right on my hole. He gave a slight push and then it was there; against my hole, almost painfully spreading my cheeks due to its girth, and wet as anything. I knew he was ready to begin his toxic conversion of my young body. But how that painfully large head would make it through my tight ring was enough to give me pause. And then he spoke, almost as if he could read my every inner thought. "Shhh, I'll go slow, but once I start I won't stop until I'm in, and it will hurt as the base of my head finally enters you. But then it will be over and you will feel a pleasure deep inside your body you can't even imagine." And with that I felt him slowly push forward, the tip of his head emerging from under his foreskin as he slowly began to separate my opening, his piss slit ever so slightly entering my chute. His cock flexed and I heard the words that told me there was no looking back. "Mmmm, I just leaked some precum inside you. The start of my toxic seed. I've never taken a pill; there's no regimen for my strain. And there won't be for you anymore, your soft asswalls are already being lined with my death." He pulled back slightly and pushed just a little deeper this time. I knew barely half an inch was inside me, we had just begun. And he pulled back and pushed again, begin a short repeating rhythm. Each time he pushed a little further and my ring separated a bit more. Gradually I felt my hole begin to reach the limit of what it had ever opened to before, and still I knew he barely had half his head in. His rhythm continued each time pushing deeper as we stood there, him holding me tightly. My hole was beginning to feel a slightly painful stretching each time he thrust into by ass, and that pain continued to grow as, with each thrust, more of his massive knob entered me. Involuntarily I began to rise up on the front of my feet, but his bear hug tightened and he pulled me back down onto my flat feet, spreading my hole more than it had ever been before as our opposite motion slammed his head deeper than it had yet been. "Shhhh, we're getting there, don't worry, it will be in soon." My eyes closed and tightened as I tried to ignore what was becoming a significant pain as he pressed even more. A few more thrusts and then he prepared me for what was about to happen, saying "It's time, I'm going inside you now, take a deep breath. It's okay to let out a yell." He withdrew almost completely, and then began his final thrust; he was giving me the final half inch of a nearly two inch head this time. He pushed and slid forward, the stretching beginning one last time. As he again reached my point of discomfort, I tried once more to rise up but he knew I would and held me tightly. The thrust continued and a moan slowly turned into a groan of pain that grew as the pain achieved a level I had never felt. I cried out. "Oh shit, please stop. I can't go any further! It's too much," tears forming and leaking from the corner of my eyes. "Shhh, no stopping, one little last thrust." And with that his hips bucked forward and I screamed out in agony as the base of his head ripped through my opening and my poor, overstretched hole clamped down gratefully on his shaft in relief, no longer past its ripping point. I felt an instant relief from my hole, but a dull ache from my chute as that monster still stretched the soft lining of my rectum. "There we go boy, I'm in. You did it. You have my head inside you, leaking my generous AIDS lube to prepare you for a fuck you'll never forget." My knees, weak and wobbly from his breakthrough, nearly gave out, but somehow his frail body held me in place. Just two inches of head inside me, and another seven inches of shaft behind it, waiting to join its leader in the soft, wet, and warm recesses of a hole that was already doomed. His entrance was complete.

Yesterday I stopped at Peepland during the "noontime rush" that most of the Las Vegas ABSs get during lunch time. When I pulled into the parking lot, there were only two cars, still I paid my admission and got $20 worth of $1 bills to feed the video machines. Sure enough, there were two red lights illuminated over two booths in the hallway of a dozen booths. I tried the first door. It was locked. Damn! I tried the second door. Bingo! Unlocked. I went in to find a handsome, next door neighbor type guy in his mid 30's sitting on the chair, his cock out in his hand, stroking it to some str8 porn. I stepped fully into the booth, locked the door, dropped to my knees and began to suck on his semi-hard cock. He let out a soft moan as his cock began to fully harden in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, he pushed my head away, unbuckled his pants, lifted his ass as he pulled his pants down to his ankles. I took this time to take some deep drags on my poppers. He pulled his pants off his feet and tossed them into the corner. I went back to worshiping his cock, which had swollen to about six rock hard inches. I licked up and down the underside of his cock, then licked his smooth balls. Now he groaned loudly. I licked under his balls and he lifted his legs slightly, so I pushed his legs up and licked his hairy asshole. "Oh, fuck!" I heard him softly say. I licked his ass and balls for a few minutes, then went back to sucking his cock. It only took about seven or eight minutes of cocksucking before he finally began to fill my mouth with his sweet juice. In typical "Str8 guy fashion" he immediately pulled his cock from my mouth, stood, pulled-on his pants and was out the door in a flash. LOL. I always laugh to myself about this with str8 guys. The nano-second a straight guy begins to cum, he decides he must get out of this situation immediately. I've found more than one straight guy won't even finish cumming before he splits - almost as if something clicks in the guy's brain and he just then realizes a GUY has just him off and it's just too "Gay" for the straight guy to deal with. As soon as this guy had exited the booth, the door opened again and in walked a Latino Daddy type guy in his late 50's. He was short and slender with a black mustache and one or two day's growth of facial stubble. He entered the booth, locked the door, opened his pants and presented his limp, uncut cock up to my lips. So naturally I began to suck on his foreskin. After a minute or so, he sat back on the chair as I fed several dollar bills into the video machine, also taking a few drags on my poppers. Then I resumed sucking on his ample foreskin. His cock grew, then I pushed his foreskin over his cockhead and began to suck his cock. His cock quickly grew to full hardness as he flipped through the movies to find one that was exciting to him, settling on a firm involving two black guys feeding an Asian chick. After I had plied my cock sucking skills for about five minutes to his seven inch, very thick cock, the Latino papi leaned forward and felt up my ass. Great! He wanted to fuck. "Want to fuck me?" I asked. "You got a condom?" he asked. "No", I replied. "Damn!", he said. I continued to suck him. After a few more minutes he again leaned forward and felt my ass again. "Show me your ass," he demanded. I stood, unbuckled my shorts, pushed them to my ankles and stepped out of them. Turning, I bend over and spread my ass. Without hesitation he fingered my hole. Reaching into the pocket of my shorts, I located and handed to the Papi a small bottle of lube I had brought. I further prepared myself for the invasion by taking some drags on my poppers. He dribbled some lube on my hole and likewise lubed his cock. As I took another hit on the poppers, his cock head was pressing at my hole, only to push its way in to my hole in one quick, smooth thrust, immediately thrusting hard and deep. I took hold of the molded plastic chair that's bolted to the cement floor as he rams deeply into me. About ten minutes of hard pounding finally brings a soft groan as he fills my ass with his load of cum. My ass milked every last drop I could get from him. He then quickly withdrew, wiped-off his cock with the paper towels from the dispenser by the screen, pulled-up his pants and was out of there. I put my shorts back on and sit down to catch my breath for a second. The movie time runs out and I decide to go out into the hallway and check to see if anyone else had arrived. At the far end of the hallway of booths are two booths that share a gloryhole between them. I see one of those booth doors closed and the red light is on. So, I go into the adjoining booth, lean down and view into the large, oval hole that's been cut into the wall. I see a white guy in his mid 40's standing in that booth. His limp cock is hanging out of his zipper as he flips through the movies available on the tv monitor. I do the finger tap on the bottom of the g/h. He sees me do it, but continues to flip through the channels. There's 200 channels in these booths and he seems to be in no hurry to find one. Finally after what seems like an eternity, he settles on a chick on chick film. Two slutty bitches are taking turns eating each other's shaved pussies. He now touches his limp cock for the first time as I lock the door to my booth and feed a couple of dollars into my video machine. I now position myself on my knees, my face at the g/h. He now turns to me and steps up to the hole, putting his limp cock onto my tongue as I open my mouth and extend my tongue. I wrap my lips around his cock and begin to suck. His cock is not quick to harden. But I'm determined to get him hard. I want his str8 load. Finally, his cock starts to harden. His cock is about 6"s. It's very slender. It's actually the perfect size and angle for me to deepthroat. I'm swallowing his cock balls deep. Without taking his cock from my mouth, I sniff some poppers and make love to his cock. I'm massaging and tickling his hairy balls as I worship his cock. I feel his cock begin to throb, his mushroom cock head swells, then his cock unloads in my mouth. Again, in typical str8 guy fashion, he quickly pulls his cock from me. He zips up and leaves his booth. Another guy quickly steps into the booth, closes the door and leans forward to see my face in the large, oval glory hole. He feeds a dollar into the machine an unzips. This guy is perhaps late 20's, early 30's. He's got shoulder length, dirty blond hair. A short beard and mustashe. He's muscular, wearing shorts, flip-flops and a tank top t-shirt. He's really quite a hunk. He changes the movie to a str8 film with a likewise muscle stud pounding some blond bitch. His cock is already fairly hard. Just a few moments of my sucking has him now fully hard. His cock is a very nice 8", very thick with an ample foreskin. I love to make love to foreskin. And he's loving it. I'm sucking on his cock, then he pulls from me and motions for me to come join him in his booth. I stand up and leave my booth. He's now opened his door. Instead of letting me into his booth, he steps out of the booth and motions for me to follow him. We cross to a booth across the hall. He whispers to me, "This is a bigger booth". We enter the booth and lock the door. He quickly strips off his pants. I feed a few dollars into the machine. He's now bent over the chair and tells me to lick his ass. I happily do as he asks, spread his ass cheeks and lick his hole. I lick his hole for several minutes, then he turns, sits and I go to work on his cock. He's flipping through str8 films until he settles on one. About eight or nine minutes of my cock worship finally brings him to orgasm. I had been in the arcade for less than an hour and had gotten four loads. It was time to leave and get errands done for the day.

Those of you that follow my stories know that the things I like best are str8 men and black men. There's nothing in the world that I like more than getting fucked by a horny, str8, black man with a bbc. Knowing that the Mayweather/McGregor Fight here in Las Vegas at the T-Mobile Arena would be bringing 10's of thousands of horny str8 men into Las Vegas for the past weekend, I planned ahead and got a motel room reserved at a seedy motel, located just across the freeway from the arena that the fight would be taking place. I rent rooms at this motel quite often. Because it was a busy weekend, the price was 5 times the normal price. But, I was willing to fork out the money for the chance to get a steady stream of cock and cum that night. From past experience, I've found that the guys that come for these fights leave the fights full of testosterone, anger, aggression and are hornier than hell. Fight nights are always the busiest nights of the year for the prostitutes here in Vegas. The strip clubs are overflowing after the fights. And the guys usually leave the strip clubs sexually frustrated and horny as hell. So, I checked into my seedy motel room early that evening. I had been placing ads and notices on Grindr, Growlr, BBRT, Squirt, and of course Craigslist. Craigslist usually tends to bring me the biggest responses on fight nights. I douched and showered and set bottles of poppers, lube and boxes of tissues around the room. I had put 2 small night lights into wall-sockets in the room and one in the socket of the bathroom to give the room just a dim light. Because I was going to have all the other lights turned off. Since I have no idea of how many guys will show up, who they are and may not even see most of their faces, I make sure that I've locked all my valuables in my car, then lock my keys in a bag and secure the bag to something unmovable with a bike lock. I don't want to take chances of someone ripping me off while I'm getting fucked. My ads had said that beginning at 9pm, my hotel room would be unlocked. Come in, find me ass up, face down on the bed. Feed me your cock in either my mouth or ass. Pound, seed me and leave. I sent emails and texts to the guys that had already replied to give them my hotel address and room number. I updated my Craigslist ads and hid my hotel name and room number in the ad so guys could just come over without having to contact me. I rigged the door with duct tape over the lock, I turned out the lights, grabbed a bottle of poppers that I planned to keep in my hands. There were 2 other bottles of popper for the guys to use if they wanted them. I climbed on the edge of the bed and put my ass up. Then I waited for about 20 minutes before I heard the door open and close. I heard clothes being discarded, then felt a finger on my hole. Someone spit on my hole and put their cockhead up to it. I took some strong hits of poppers as I felt a thick cock being pushed up inside me. I had no idea who's cock it was? And that was definitely part of the enjoyment. Soon the guy was slapping my ass and calling me a bitch, whore, cunt. I could tell from the voice that it was a black guy. That made it all the more exciting for me. He moved me to all sorts of positions to get into me deeply. Finally he pushed me over onto my back, my legs up over his shoulders, and I could see his handsome, young face. He looked to be in his early 20's. Almost 6' tall. Maybe 185lbs. He was ramming deeply into me. He fucked me for about 25 minutes before he finally grunted and filled my ass with his load. Once he'd cum, he quickly pulled out, wiped his cock with some tissues I'd left on the dresser, he quickly dressed and left my room, tossing the cum covered tissues onto the floor as he walked out the door. No words exchanged. I took a drink of water and got back on the edge of the bed in my ass up position. For the next two hours there were another 4 guys that came into my room. 1 older black guy couldn't keep a hard on long enough to fuck me. But I ended up sucking him off and he came down my throat. The other 3 guys filled my ass. Two white guys and one black kid in his 20's. Then I had about an hour with no action. But, from past experience, I know that on fight nights here in Las Vegas, there's a period where the str8 guys are all out drinking and watching the girls at the strip clubs, I just have to be patient. I kept reposting my Craigslist ads, then finally around 1:30am my door opened again. I quickly jumped back onto the edge of the bed. The guy that had come in was a white guy in his late 40's. He was gruff looking. He looked like he might have been one of the 18 wheel truck drivers that overnighted in the truck lots on either side of the motel. But, talking is not what they want. They want ass. So I put my ass back up and he soon had pulled down his pants and was pushing his 6" cock up into me. The previous loads of cum inside me made it so that lube was no longer necessary. The guy was a quick cummer. Maybe 4 minutes of fucking resulted in him putting his load in me. Pulling up his pants and leaving. About 5 minutes later the door opened again. I didn't look up, but heard two guys whispering to each other. So I turned my head to see a very tall, 6'4", slender black guy taking off his clothes. He looked familiar. "Hey", I said to him. "I thought this might be your ad.", he said. "I fucked your white ass a few months ago. Remember''? "I live in the apartment across the street." he said. "Fuck, YEAH!" I said. "I remember your cock. He indeed lived across the street from the motel. He had a 9" bbc. He stayed hard as a rock and had staying power. I had gone to his apartment a few months ago and he fucked me for 2 hours straight before he came in me. I was sore for a week, afterwards, but it was a great fuck. "I brought my buddy to sample your white ass", he said. His buddy hasn't said a word, but he has stripped completely and has climbed up on the bed. He's feeding his 8" uncut black dick to me. It's not hard, but he begins to swell as I start to suck on him. The other guy is slapping his 9" cock on my hole. "Damn! You're wet back here. How many loads in you?" he asked. "I've got 4 in my ass and one down my throat", I said. "Well..... You about to get two more in your pussy, I 'spect", he said. For the next hour, this hot fucker and his buddy kept taking turns pounding both my ass and mouth. While they were using my holes another guy had come in. He was an older white guy in his 50's. Cubby and not very good looking. He never fully undressed, but he did unzip and pulled out his smallish cock and would walk around and watch the two black studs using me. He finally sat on one of the chairs and stroked his cock as he watched the action on the bed. then the 9" guy began to groan and yell "You want my cum? You want my load? I'm gonna seed you, faggot. You want it?" he was growling. "Fuck, YEAH!" I shouted. "Fill my ass. Cum in me", I yelled. Just then, the older white guy stood and came to the bed to watch the action. The 9" guy begins to fill my ass with his load. And the white guy shoots his load onto my side. He quickly pulls up his pants and leave the room as the 9" guy pulls from me and changes places with his buddy. His buddy slides up into my cum filled ass as the other guy kneels in front of me and feeds me his cum covered cock to clean off. I clean off the cum from him as the 8" guy is ramming into me. He's got me held tightly around the waist and he's really slamming into me. The bed is pounding against the wall as he rams into me. I'm sniffing poppers as fast and as deeply as I can as he's pounding me. He only takes a couple of minutes of fucking before he grinds deep into me and lets out a growl. He shakes as he fills my ass with his load. The growl is the first sound he's made. But his growl is loud and low. He pulls from me and quickly dresses. His buddy is already dressed and patiently waiting on one of the chairs for his friend to finish fucking me. As they're leaving the 9" guy says, "Let me know when you back, fag", as they both leave the room. I've got cum dripping down my legs and my thighs are getting sore. But, I'm not ready to give up, yet. I lay on my back and try to catch my breath while I check for messages. I send my room number to a couple of guys that requested it, then see the door to my room open again. From the light outside the door, I can dimly see a tall black guy in his early 40's peek inside my room. "You the old queer taking nigger dick?'' he asks. His use of the word "nigger" catches me by surprise, but I shake my head and mutter, "Yes. That's me". "You better be able to handle a couple of big, black, horny, fuckers, faggot. Cause your ass is gonna get used", he says as he comes in the room. He's followed by 3 more black guys. All in their 40's. Two of the guys are late 40's, very tall, thin and muscular. One guy looks to be in his early 40's, maybe late 30's. He's short, but extremely muscular to the point of being kind of intimidating. The 4th guy is early 50's, heavy set. Probably about 5'8" tall and 290 lbs. They all come inside and begin to strip. The first guy (#1) is now nude and I drop to my knees at his feet and begin to suck on his soft, but already huge bbc. He's cut, not sure how long he'll grow? But his cock is hanging over a set of huge, hairy, black balls. I suck on his cock and on his balls as his cock begins to harden. Soon another black cock is at my face. I take turns sucking on both of them. "Show me that pussy", #1 says to me. I climb on the bed and put my ass up. I spread my ass cheeks. I feel a sharp pain as he slaps my ass hard. He puts his thumb up to my asshole and presses it in me. Cum dribbles from my hole as he presses his thumb into me. "Damn! That's a well used pussy, boys", he says as he presses his thumb in me. "This queer's been takin' some dick, already". He slaps his semi hard cock against my ass as I take some drags on my poppers. Soon, I feel his cock pressing into me. The younger guy (#2) is now kneeling on the bed, at my face, he's fully hard and I take his cockhead into mouth. It's an awkward angle, but he fucks my face as best he can as #1 continues to fuck me. Then #2 turns and puts his ass to my face. I lick his hole. "Yeah! Lick his nigger ass, you fuckin' queer." #1 growls as I lick his friends asshole. #1 pulls out of me and the short, heavy set guy (#3) steps up to fuck me. I catch a glimpse of him as he walks towards my ass. He's got a respectable 8" bbc. Nice and thick. He immediately slides up into me in one, quick thrust. He's groaning as he begins to pump into me. "Damn! Feels like pussy." #3 says as he fucks me. The other tall, thin 40's guy (#4) has now taken his buddies place at my face and is putting his black ass up to my face. His ass smells sweaty and funky, like he's been out in our 100+ degree heat all day. The smell is intoxicating as only a black man's ass can smell. I'm hungrily lapping my tongue on his puckered black hole. He reaches back and spreads his ass cheeks. I slide my tongue as deep into him as I can get it. I can feel the soft, pink inside of his hole with my tongue. He's moaning and groaning as I eat his hot hole. "Holy FUCK!" #4 growls as I continue to eat him. "Feels good, fag! Real good! Never had a tongue in my shitter before". Damn!", he moans. #3 cums fairly quickly. He lets out a loud grunt and shakes as he fills my ass with his hot load. #3 pulls from me and #1 slides back into me. His cock has grown to well over 9"s. He's very thick as well. I continue to lick his buddies hole as he begins to brutally pound my ass. "Like this, Faggot? You like our nigger dicks in you? Huh, queer?" "You like being a pussy for our straight, nigger dicks?" I moan loudly as a reply as I continue to eat his friends asshole. #1 is ramming into me, slapping my ass and continuing to call me fag, queer, whore, pussy, cunt and every other name he can call me. #1 pulls from me and #4 moves from my mouth to my ass and slides his bbc up into me. #4 is obviously very turned on. He's got about 7"s, he's rock hard and super horny from the ass eating I've been giving him. He grabs me tightly around my waist and rams deeply into me. I again have to suck on my poppers as he assaults my ass with his bbc. He's grunting as he pounds me and within just a few minutes of fucking me he lets out a groan and fills my ass with his load. He quickly pulls from me as my ass is milking his cock and the younger guy, #2 steps behind me. He slams into me in one, quick thrust. He's slapping my ass as he fucks. He's also calling me a faggot, queer, whore, pussy, etc. as he's fucking me. Like his buddies, he's a brutal fuck. He's ramming into me deep and hard. #1 is slapping his bbc on my face as his buddy is fucking me. About a 5 minute fuck resulted in #2 filling me with his load. And then #1 stepped back to my ass and slammed back into me. He gave me another 5 or 6 minute fuck before he also deposited his str8 load into my cunt. Cum was streaming down my inner thigh as he pulled from me. The 4 guys dressed as they laughed about the queer they had just fucked. I collapsed onto my back on the bed and watched them dress and leave. It's now after 3am and I'm exhausted. I'm thinking that I'd better call it a night and lock the door. But, before I can even gain the energy to climb off the bed to pull the duct tape off the door, the door opens and in walks two white guys in their late 30's. These guys are very rough looking. Both wearing wifebeater tee shirts and genes. Very gruff looking and covered in tats. They are really sort of intimidating. They are not exactly muscular or buff. But looked strong and had an angry look about them. I'm feeling very uncomfortable. They both walk into my room and slam the door shut. "We just want blow jobs. You fine with that?" the first guy asks? "Yeah. Sure", I say. The first guy immediately begins to unzip and pulls out a 6" uncut, soft cock. I climb off the bed and drop to my knees at his feet. I take his cock into my mouth and begin to suck on his very ample foreskin. "Grab me some beers", he says to his friend. His friend leaves the room and quickly returns with a 6pack of beers that they must have had in the car. They both pop a beer open and swig on their beers as I suck on #1. I suck on him for several minutes before he pulls from me, kicks his shoes off and pulls his pants and underwear off. He sits on the edge of the bed and I crawl back between his legs and take his now hard cock back into my mouth. I hungrily work my mouth on his cock. I lick his balls and he moans a bit. Then he lays back on his back and I lick under his balls. "You lick asshole?" he asks? I lift his legs and lick at his hole. He spreads his ass for me and I go in deeper. He may be str8, but he's obviously let guys eat his hole before. He's eager to be pleased. I lick and eat his hole, then go back to suck his balls then back to his cock. His buddy has now undressed and he's fingering my cummy asshole. #1 says to #2, "You gonna fuck him?" "Yeah. Why not?" he says. #1 climbs back onto the bed. Leaning back against the headboard, he motions for me to climb up on the bed to continue to suck him. I climb up on the bed and crawl between his legs and again take his cock in my mouth. His buddy climbs onto the bed and positions himself behind me, on his knees. He pushes his hard cock up into me and begins to pound my hole. As both guys are using my holes, I hear the door open and close. I come up from #1's cock to see a black guy entering my room. He's mid 50's, 6'2", 200 lbs, very good looking. He moves to the table and takes a seat to watch the white guys using me. After a few minutes he unzips and pulls out a huge, thick cock and slowly strokes it as I continue to be used by the 2 white guys. The guy I'm sucking soon begins to moan and fills my mouth with his salty load of cum. He and I are both moaning as I hungrily swallow his str8 cum. This sets his buddy off as #2 now begins to groan and shoots his load of str8 cum deep inside me. He fills my ass and they both pull from me and climb off the bed. The tall black guy still just sits there, stroking his cock as the white guys dress and leave. The black man now stands and undresses. He's an incredibly handsome, (Think Billy D. Williams), muscular, hung black man in his late 50's. "How much you got in you?" he asks? "I have no idea", I say with a laugh. He laughs also and tells me to kneel on the edge of the bed. He's now naked and kneels behind me. He spreads my ass and licks at my hole. He spreads my ass wider and tells me to squeeze out some cum. I do as I'm told and he hungrily laps at my cum soaked asshole. Then he presses his face deep between my ass cheeks and begins to suck on my hole. He's hungrily draining my ass of all those loads of cum that have been deposited inside me. He's moaning with pleasure as he's feasting on my hole. While he's eating my ass, the door opens again and a young white kid comes in. He barely looks 20 years old. He's kind of a hippy type kid with a man-bun pulled to the back of his head. He's in running shorts and a tee shirt. I comes in and pulls out a 6" cock. He's stroking his cock as he watches the black daddy eating my hole. I motion for him to climb on the bed so I can suck his cock, but he shakes his head "No" and just stands there stroking. Black daddy now stands and slides his close to 10" cut cock into me. My ass is now quite sore, but he slides easily into me and I take some deep drags of poppers to lessen the pain of another giant cock in me. Black daddy now is fucking me hard and deep with his bbc. The white kid now comes over to black daddy and begins to suck on black daddies tits. Daddy is loving it. Soon the two are kissing as daddy continues to fuck me. I hear them whispering and soon see the young white kid undress. Daddy pulls out and the kid slide up into me. His cock is only about 6"s, but he's rock hard. He fucks me hard for just a few minutes, then I hear him groaning as he fills my ass with his load. He then pulls from me and Back Daddy again slams into me. Daddy fucks me for 4 or 5 minutes, then fills my ass with his load. By now, the kid has left and Daddy quickly dresses and leaves himself. That's it. I can't take anymore. Besides, my ass is ready to explode. It's been so used and abused, that the recent 2 loads of cum are begging to come out. I go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet. As cum drops into the toilet, I hear the door open and close again. Damn! I forgot to lock it before going into the bathroom. Soon I see a white guy in his early 30's standing in the bathroom doorway. He unzips his pants and walks into the small bathroom and puts his soft cock up to my face. I'm sitting naked on the toilet as he presses his cock to my lips. I can smell the alcohol on his breath and he's staggering, almost falling as I take his cock into my mouth. Luckily the bathroom was small and he was able to brace himself against the wall as I sucked on him. He was so drunk that he couldn't get fully hard. I finally told him to go into the bedroom. He collapsed onto the bed and I again sucked on his cock. He got a bit harder. I sucked on his balls, lifted his legs and licked his asshole. But, it was evident he probably wasn't going to be able to cum. He was too drunk. Another guy came into the room. He was a black guy in his late 40's. He entered and quickly undressed as I sucked on the drunk guy. The black guy undressed and I moved to him to suck on his cock. He grew quickly to about 7"s and very thick. I glanced over to the drunk kid and he was passed out on my bed. I knelt next to him so that the black guy could fuck me, but drunk guy didn't even move. The black guy slid up into me. Fucking me hard and deep. My ass was really sore now, but I wasn't going to stop him. Even with the discomfort, he felt great inside me. Thankfully, he didn't take long to cum. Once the black guy had dumped his load in me, I tried to wake up the drunk guy on my bed. He would wake for a minute, then pass out again. I did get him to tell me he was staying at MGM. Thankfully that hotel was close by. Just on the other side of the freeway. I told the black guy that I was going to call a taxi to take the drunk guy back to MGM. I asked the black guy if he'd help me get drunk guy up and dressed. We both got him dressed and the black guy told me he was sending for an Uber to take him to Mirage. He said he'd drop drunk guy at MGM, so not to worry about it. When the Uber arrive and they both left, I finally pulled the duct tape from the door and locked the door. I downed a bottle of water and pulled the night lights from the sockets. I climbed into bed and took some deep breaths. I heard the door handle rattle a few times. There were a couple of knocks on the door the next hour or so, but I was done. I didn't have the energy for one more dick. This was undoubtedly the best cum party I've had in years. 3 days later, my hole is still sore. But, it was all worth it.

“You!” I said, and it exploded out of me. “Oh, fuck... You!” Bill’s smile was a slow, dangerous thing. He reached around the back of my neck and squeezed once. “Good boy,” he said. Behind me, Mac’s tongue slipped form between my spread ass cheeks and he rose, huffing. My whole body sagged as his tongue pleasure/torture stopped. “There’s gratitude,” he said, but he sounded more amused than anything else. I couldn’t look away from Bill’s gaze – his dark eyes, the small lines around them, the dark hair greying just a bit at the temples, and the hard, masculine angles of his face. Beyond him, I saw Mac climb onto the bed where Mark was tied up. Robert, still lying on his back, nodded at him, and then reached out and almost lazily tickled Mark’s exposed underarm, making him jolt up against his bindings. Bill’s hand slid down my arm, and he started to untie my wrist. He did one, then the other, and then moved behind me. As his fingers brushed the taped rope around my ankles, I watched Mac spit once onto Mark’s already slick pucker, then line up his dick and slowly push himself inside. Mark’s body tensed and curled, but the sound that came deep from his throat was guttural and definitely one of pleasure. My other ankle was freed, and then Bill’s rough, calloused hand slid around my waist and pulled me. I awkwardly got down from the chair – my legs and arms felt like rubber, spongy and weak from my thrashing – and his arms wrapped tight around me from behind, turning me to face the four poster bed for a moment. His hard-on pressed against the small of my back, and the heat from his hairy body was electric. He was squeezing me tight enough that it was just shy of uncomfortable. “Look how happy that boy is,” Bill said into my ear, and I watched as Mac began to pick up the pace. He’d taken Mark’s shoulders in his hands, and was bucking into him with long, gyrating thrusts that made Mark’s chew at the gag in his mouth. Mac smiled at me as Bill started to walk me backwards out of the room. In the hall, Andrew passed by, naked, heading toward the room we’d just vacated. He didn’t say a word, and I knew he was waiting for his turn with Mark. From the far end of the hall, I could hear Big Al’s voice, and just barely heard the gurgle that was likely the result of him face-fucking Tim. I was shaking. No doubt Bill could tell, but he continued to steer me, and pushed through the middle door in the hall, where a bed waited that was only slightly askew. This must have been the room Robert and Mac had been in, judging from the clothes on the floor. “Boy, from the first time I saw you, I wanted you,” Bill said, and he gave me a little shove. I fell onto the bed, stomach first. “And seeing that whore ass now, I’m not sure I’m ever going to let you go.” I shivered again, and rolled onto my back, looking up at him. He was standing over me, his dick hard and its purple swollen cockhead almost spilling a single drop of precome. His thick, strong body, dusted with that dark hair, seemed tensed and ready to spring. And his smile wasn’t entirely kind. I bit my lip. What was I thinking? Maybe this was a mistake. “Tim,” I said, not sure what else to say. Bill smirked. “Tim knows what he is.” As he spoke, he moved forward slowly but purposefully, and I slid back further onto the bed. He got onto the bed between my legs, and his hands slid up and down my calves, before sliding under them and starting to lift. “Tim’s a good fuckbuddy. But you’re a boy. A whore boy. Whore boys need daddies to keep ‘em in line. And keep others lined up for ‘em. But a boy has to belong to one daddy, that’s for damn sure.” I was breathing so rapidly I could barely catch my breath. He lifted my legs, then gripped both ankles with one hand while he tugged a pillow from the head of the bed and pushed it under the small of my back, then did it again. My chin was pressed against my chest to look at him above me, and he nodded at my legs in his hand. “Grab your legs, whore boy,” he said. I obeyed on some reflex born deep. I shivered again. Mac’s assault on my ass had been one thing, and had turned me on so completely I’d agreed to... Oh my god, what I was agreeing to... This was insane! I had to stop this, I had to – Mac buried his mouth on my raised pucker, wrapping his hairy arms around my waist and tugging me up against his face. Coherent thought vanished almost immediately, and I was writhing and bucking against the hot feel of his tongue drilling into me. “Yeah, that’s a whore boy,” Bill said, coming up for air for just a moment. “You’re going to be my whore boy, aren’t you?” “Yes!” I yelled the word, and Bill’s grin was triumphant and feral. He buried his tongue in me again, licking, biting, shaking his head, swiping with his tongue, spitting, slurping, and making me thrash and grind myself for a few minutes more, until I started to speak, utterly out of my mind with what he was doing. “Oh! God! Fuck me! Please! Fuck me! God, ruin me! I’ll be your boy! Your whore boy! Please! Oh! Please fuck me and ruin me oh God!” He shifted so fast the reality took a moment to sink in. One moment his tongue was driving me wild, the next both of his thick hairy arms were to either side of my head, pinning my face between them and forcing me to look right up and into his eyes, and his hard cock was pushing hard into me, with nothing but the last few remnants of Big Al’s spunk, and a whole lot of saliva, between us. He entered me with a single, deep shove that made me cry out in an animal way, then held perfectly still, his dick buried inside me, eyes locked on mine. “Fuck!” I gasped. He nodded. “Yeah, boy. Now I fuck you. Now I make you mine.” And he did. He started to fuck me with strong, even thrusts, pulling almost out before burying himself back in. The angles the pillows made were perfect – he obviously knew what he was doing – and every stroke sent incredible sparks up and down my spine. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t concentrate. He shifted his arms, first took my face in his hands ,then turned his hands so his thumbs both slipped into my mouth, and while I sucked on them, he increased the pace of his fuck, going faster, and harder, with every grunt. Our skin grew slick against each other, and his dick – though it hit just right and was making me crazy with how he rubbed me inside – was growing painful as it pounded into my ass. He was smiling, this man who was fucking me raw and who had chosen me in some way the first time Tim had introduced us. It wasn’t a friendly smile, but a possessive one, and angry. He was grunting louder now, and his sweat dripped down onto me as his thrusts grew even harder, and I started to whimper around his thumbs. I let go of my legs, and wrapped them around the back of his ass, pulling him into me, hoping he could understand what that meant. My hands gripped at his shoulders and made a low, moaning noise around his thumbs. He pulled his thumbs free, and when my mouth opened, he spit into it. I stared in shock, and he growled at me, grinding his cock into me with a force that made me whimper. “Yeah, you’re ready, aren’t you whore boy? You’re ready for daddy to make you his? You want me to ruin you now, don’t you boy?” “Ruin me!” I begged him, and he buried his dick to the balls and his hot load burst deep inside me.