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Part 53 Several minutes went by then with my friend just sitting there staring at the floor. I could tell he was completely stunned and not able to make any kind of coherent thought or sound even, His eyes closed then and I almost thought that maybe the shock was too much for him and he had had a heart attack or something. I looked closer and could see he seemed to be breathing though, although it seemed to be somewhat labored. There came a tapping at my back door then, so I got up to go see who that could be. I entered the kitchen and could see through the screen door that is was Hank. I motioned for him to come on in. He told me he was wondering what had become of Randy, so I filled him in on what had happened and what was not going on. We quietly walked to the living room and looked in. Randy was still sitting on the couch and my friend was in the same position I had left him in when I went to let Hank in. He was still sitting with his eyes closed and not moving. I was really starting to worry about him now. Hank tapped me on the shoulder and told me he would be right back. He then went out the back door. I entered the living room then and sat down by Randy, who also had kind of a worried look on his face. Hank was only gone a very few minutes and then came back in. He had a glass in his hand and tapped my friend on the shoulder and told him to try this as it might help. My friend finally looked up and saw Hank for the first time. Hank was smiling and held out the glass. My friend took it after a moment and took a sip. He made a terrible face and coughed a little. Hank told him to just sip it slowly. He was still smiling and his voice was very soft and comforting sounding. My friend took his advice and just sipped slowly on the drink. It seemed to calm him a little and soon he had finished the drink. Hank asked him if he wanted another and my friend nodded yes. Hank then went into the kitchen and I followed to see that he had brought more with him. It was cold cans of Coke and a bottle of Rum. I well knew the calming effect that could have on someone. Hank mixed another one and took it to my friend, who didn't sip this one, but gulped it down fast, too fast I thought, but at least he seemed to be coming around more. Hank had sat down on the arm of the chair and was rubbing his back and soothingly telling him that everything would be fine and not to worry. My friend looked up, still somewhat wide-eyed at what had happened, to see who was there now. Hank introduced himself also telling him that he owned the building. My friend just kind of nodded barely really acknowledging knowing what was going on. Hank continued to rub his back soothingly. My friend seemed to be calming down as Hank rubbed his back and whispered soothing words in his ear. Soon, I could tell that Hank was now massaging more than just a rub. He had also, with the whispering, gently kind of nipped a little at the ear lobe every so often. Then it turned into actually kind of nibbling and kissing his ear which then slowly went down from his ear to his neck. My friend didn't even seem to realize what was going on. Hank nibbling and massaging and kissing went lower and lower as he moved to my friend's bare chest and then he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it in nibbling as he did it. My friend finally gasped at this but I had sat down and could see that his cock had definitely come to attention and was protruding his shorts out for sure. Hank then moved upwards, kissing and nibbling all the while, up across his chest to his neck and then over his chin. Hank then planted a kiss on my buddy, who at first kind of flinched, but then I could tell his mouth opened up and I am sure Hank's tongue was entering him in a deep passionate kiss. My friend was moaning softly now as the effect of the alcohol and Hank's ministrations had him almost hypnotized. Their kisses went on and on for a good 5 minutes. Then Hank slowly and gently brought his other hand and was caressing my friend's cock through his shorts. This brought a gasp from my friend as his cock twitched under Hank's gentle rubbing. Very soon Hank hand reached into the shorts and was stroking my friend's cock. They were both breathing hard now. Then Hank withdrew his hand and took my friend's hand and placed it on his bare cock. My friend just gripped it to start with but then Hank slowly took ahold of his hand and guided it up and down his shaft. My friend then was doing it on his own as Hank pushed his hand inside my friend's shorts again. They stroked each other's cocks for a while. Then Hank pulled on the shorts and without thinking my friend lifted up and Hank pulled them down to his knees. Hank broke off the kissing and looked my friend in the eyes as he then dropped down and pulled the shorts completely off. My friend seemed to be too stunned at what was going on to move. As Hank got back up, he leaned in and started to kiss my friend again as he gently pushed him over onto his back while climbing on top of him and grinding their cocks together. My friend was constantly moaning now in the throes of passion. I was sure he had no idea what was happening, but I knew exactly how Hank could manipulate the situation. I fleetingly wondered if I should intervene and try to stop Hank, but the scene was so hot I could not move or speak. I could only watch mesmerized as Hank, without breaking off the kiss, moved slightly downward and his cock slid between my friends legs. Hank reached down with both hands then and drew those legs up and around himself. This helped move Hank's cock into position against my friend's waiting hole. Then as Hank broke off the kiss and looked deeply into my friend's eyes, he thrust forward, penetrating into that tight aperture and he did not stop until he was buried to the hilt. His cock completely imbedded as deep as he could get it in that already cum lubed hole. My friend winced some from this invasion of his only once before entered hole, but Hank covered his mouth with his own to stifle any sound. Then Hank started the slow out stroke and then back in again. My friend moaned and thrashed as Hank started slowly but soon picked up speed. He took only a couple of minutes until he was pounding that hole as hard and fast as he could. My friend's head rolled side to side as he soon felt the pleasure building from this onslaught. I just sat and stared at this sight. It was damnably hot and my own cock was standing at attention as I watched my friend being pummeled as I had been. I absolutely knew the pleasure that Hank could bring with his magnificent cock and I actually felt somewhat jealous that it was not me getting fucked like that again. My friend threw his arms and legs around Hank and held him tight as he could. Hank drove his cock into him over and over again, now bringing absolute moans of pleasure from my friend. Hank thrust into him time and again, over and over. He continued for a good half and hour. Then I noticed the tell tale signs that Hank was getting close to climax and he leaned back a little and looked deeply into my friend's eyes and told him it was happening. He was telling him he was cumming deep in his hole and he had HIV and had a very high viral load. As he said it, he thrust one last mighty push and my friend's eyes got huge as he realized he was getting another load of tainted cum in his ass and at the same time his own cock pulsed out his load too.

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You don’t go to a Cumunion party looking for a boy friend , a lover , someone to hang out with. You go to Cumunion to fuck or be fuck with a raw dick.

I love it when the guy you are training up starts to turn into a REALLY sleazy pig. You can see the change in his eyes as he becomes more confident and hungry for sex

Part 7 - Three In A Bed I froze feeling a hand caressing my ass but strangely I felt a little slutty letting him doing it. You could say I was beginning to feel part of the gay world, being in this nightclub just made you feel sexy and wanting to engage with numerous men. Then there was the part of me that was still guarded but also enjoying the attention my ass was getting from this stranger. It was the element of surprise that kept me from turning instantly to see who my fondler was, secretly I was hoping to be amazed. Tempted by playing it cool and impressing myself as I focused on Mike's drink as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening to me. They had moved closer as I could now feel the warm air of his breath dancing on the nape of my neck making the hairs stand on end. "Such a perfect ass you have. Haven't seen you here before" came a very sure and confident voice. I stayed perfectly still only raising my head not even looking at him "My first time here" I replied. His hand ran up the side of my body "You very fit, first time here eh?" he said pulling my body turning me around. His body was smooth and his muscles were almost like Eddie's "Just having a night out with a friend" I said. "Your are even sexier looking close up" he said dazzling me the sexiest smile I had ever seen. I smiled embarrassingly almost swooning at this hunk "Am I?" I questioned him unsure what to really say. His hand caressed my face and I made no attempt to stop him "Hell your sexy, your eyes are amazing" he said. I looked at him "Is that why you was looking at me from the dance floor?" I asked. "Maybe, or were you looking at me?" he replied catching me out as we both smiled. He leaned forward and kissed me attempting to push his tongue in a get a full taste of me "Woah" I stopped him. "Sorry, I couldn't resist" he said "Names Chad" his hand rubbing my arm slowly. I almost giggled at my precarious situation "Tom, I'm Tom" I replied trying to sorting myself out. It was the way he nodded then moved his head closer to me "Nice to meet you Tom" he said so seductively. Oh he was good, so good in fact I threw down my guard, I was a sucker for eyes and he had the most beautiful blue eyes. He kissed me on the lips then hardly moving his face away he brushed his lips over mine so delicately, his hand guided mine down to his cock forcing me to feel it and how hard he was. Intuitively my lips responded to his gentle brushing and I allowed him to close in and kiss me properly, once, then again and my mouth opened a little and he slipped his tongue in briefly almost as if he was tasting to see if he liked. The third time my mouth still slightly open and again he slipped his tongue in and touched mine lingering and caressing it. His free hand went behind my neck and held me kissing me deeper. I didn't protest or try to escape and just allowed him to work me for a minute until he stopped kissing me and smiled at me nodding in an appreciative way. I could see the looks other guys were throwing in our direction but I didn't care. Slowly his hand was replaced by his arm around my neck and the other around my back. I was his and he knew it, right from the look across the floor when our eyes met he sensed I would be an easy catch. Looking around he seemed to wipe his mouth or lick his finger I couldn't be sure, what I did see was everything he did looked sexual. He leaned in an unceremoniously kissed me harder forcing my lips wider apart, he tongue darted in to my mouth feeling like I was about to swallow it he was so deep tasting every inch of my mouth. My hands worked up along his body and across his arms having a cheeky feel of his muscles and finally coming to rest around his back. He was assertive and confident in his manner all the time kissing me until he broke free and kissed my neck. "Shall we get out of here I live just around the corner" he said looking at me. My head was already out of the door and in bed with him "Yes, oh but I have to let my friend know" I said. My lips felt like they were tingling slightly and a mildly bitter taste was hanging around on my tongue and the sides of my mouth. I didn't know what to make of this or have to time to dwell before he returned to kissing me slowly, erotically he rubbed his cock up against mine then grinding it harder up against me. I knew he had one thing on his mind and that thing is what I was now after. I suddenly needed him badly, his actions were causing me to step back and I was moving out of my safe space at the bar slowly being guided away without me realising. I was so hooked on him, attached at the mouth, my feet voluntarily shuffling towards to the end of the bar from his welcome advances. "Tom!!" Mike called to me, I heard my name but failed to register it was me being called. I felt my body being tugged and I looked seeing Mike's concerned face breaking free from Chad's kissing. "Fuck off Chad" Mike said, he knew his name, I suddenly came out of my transient sexual state. I stumbled against the end of the bar giggling "Chad and I are off to fuck" I said to Mike. "Mikey mind your own business" Chad said returning his focus back on to me. Chad went to kiss me but Mike pulled me away "Leave him alone" he said quickly looking at my dazed state. Chad looked at Mike "Or what Mikey?" he said confronting him. Mike faced up to him "What the fuck did you give him?" he asked angrily pushing Chad. I giggled trying to shake the fuzziness out of my head "His tongue" I replied and laughed. "I know what your doing " Mike said to Chad "Clear off or I will get security". "Fuck you" Chad said and walked back over to the dance floor, Mike saw me rubbing my lip. Mike but his arm around my shoulder "Lucky escape Tom, trust me" he said. "What did he do my lips feel funny?" I asked looking at Mike smiling. Mike shook his head "He puts drugs under his tongue before kissing and passes it to you without you knowing". Mike got me a bottle of water and made me drink it all quickly and then another, we sat down at the bar and slowly the fuzziness began dissipating from inside my head. My lips returning to normal figuring that he hadn't managed to pass to much of whatever drug he had in to my mouth. "Fuck I have a lot to learn" I said lowering my head in to my hands. Mike nodded "Shall we call it a night?" he asked. "Yes but one more thing" I said holding my phone up "Do you want to be seen by 400k people?". Mike chuckled "Do you though, want to be seen with me, they may talk?" he replied looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders and took a selfie realising that if anyone knew this place then my sexuality would probably be blown open wide, Mike looked at the photo 'I love it' he kissed me on the cheek. I typed the tweet 'Friday night with bestie, love you all', Mike laughed and called me cheesy but I posted it anyway. We both turned and leaned on the bar Mike counting the number of likes and responses flooding in. The screen of his mobile phone flashed with the tweet and Marcus picked it up and laughed out loud interrupting Jacob and Eddie from their conversation and showing them the picture. "Looks like Tom is doing more than okay" Marcus said to Eddie and Jacob. James looked at the picture "So nice seeing normal photos of him" he smirked at Eddie. Jacob smiled "Who is the cutie he is with does it say?". Marcus shook his head "No just says he out with his bestie and it looks like a gay club". Eddie chuckled "That is Mike he came with Brad to rescue him from Eric" looking at photo with a tinge of sadness. James rubbed Eddie's head "You miss him don't you?" he asked. Eddie nodded "You know he brought a sense of normality to life in LA". "I will drink to that" Jacob said raising his glass "The Model Called Tom and his morals of normality". Marcus pressed the like button and I saw it flash up briefly. The battery on my phone died after 90k likes and still going up, quite a lot of tweets came in asking for Mike to be their bestie as well. But I was shattered and so was Mike so we did eventually call it a night at 10pm, I know, call me a lightweight but being on the scene for the first time in this way was more than I could cope with. Brad read the last entry I made today, he read and re-read the last sentence I wrote 'I am going to free myself from all of this once and for all' panic struck through him as he fumbled around with his phone. We stopped at a diners not far from Mike's apartment and sat down to order coffee and pie and scrounging a charger from the cute waiter to bring my phone back to life. I had several missed calls and texts from Brad, each one asking where I was and was I okay. He must have stopped calling after seeing my messages had been read as he didn't call now my phone was charging up. Mike looked at me "Your going to have to talk to him eventually" he said nodding at my phone. "Only when it suits him it would appear" I replied as it started vibrating again. Mike's phone pinged he looked at the message "Brad has asked if I am with you" he said looking over at me. "Strange, he needs to know if your safe" Mike looked a little puzzled reading his text aloud. I was busy watching the cute waiter "What oh, yeah, tell him I am fine" I said as Mike typed away. "So what are you going to do Tom?" Mike finally asked "I mean this situation". I laughed "Situation" I said looking at him "I don't know maybe move here a get a job" I replied. Mike smiled "Well there is always a room here for you if you need it" he offered. "Thanks, I may take you up on that whilst searching for a job" I said watching the waiter pour our coffee. Mike watched the waiter walk away "Cute isn't he?". I chuckled "Very" watching him bringing our pie over "Thanks Sean" I said looking at his name tag. Sean blushed a little and looked me in the eye "Your welcome" he replied making eye contact with us both. "See you could have almost anyone, gay straight, bi. They all like you Tom" Mike said then burst out laughing. I smiled and shook my head "Maybe, but fuck can I pick the dangerous ones" I replied. Mike held my hand across the table "Right situation, right time, you will find the one". I laughed "Yeah but it's an employer I need to impress most" I said bringing our chat back to earth. Mike leaned forward "I can get you an interview for a flight attendants job" he said. "You can?" I replied "well it's an option I guess, thanks" I said tucking in to the pie as I was hungry. "Do you think he is?" Mike asked nodding over to Sean "I mean sometimes I think he wants to talk to me when I come in here". I waved my fork precariously in the air "What gay?" I asked as Mike hushed me as I said it pretty loudly. Fortunately no one was paying attention to us except Sean, as hungry as I was my eye kept wandering over to him. He was obviously quite young but old enough to work since it was so late. He was attractive in a funny youthful way his brown hair flopped over his face and his brown eyes were big pools of deep desire. His face really seemed to fit his stature standing at just under six feet, and easily you could make out he packed some punch looking at the shape of his arms under his shirt. But he had a bulge that showed magnificent potential through the waiters apron he was wearing, but what struck the most was the kind of rough edginess about him. You knew he was a good waiter but could only wonder if he was an animal in bed. We ordered another cup of coffee from Sean, I was feeling a lot better but peeing like crazy after all the water I drank in the club. Sean poured my coffee "You guys had a good evening out?" he asked nervously looking at me. "It was okay" I replied seeing Mike transfixed of Sean "Nothing special, must suck working on a Friday night". "Kind of but it is a job" Sean replied pouring Mike's coffee and clearly looking at him. Mike was watching his hand on the coffee pot "What time do you get off?" he asked. Sean displayed a sexually wicked grin "My shift is over in 30" he replied "been a long shift I can tell you". Mike was right it was as if Sean was desperate to talk to us "You heading out after work?" I asked. Sean smiled at me and shook his head "What and blow my wages, no" he replied giggling. Mike chuckled "You don't look old enough to be drinking age" he said attempting to get Sean's age. He laughed "I'm nearly 19, old enough for most things but not drink" Sean replied emphasising the word most. Mike chuckled "How nearly is nearly" he asked "I mean your over 18 right?" Sean laughed again "Yes 18 and 11 months, so you know..." he tapered off "Sorry back to work, enjoy". He seemed a little timid but very definitely gay and just like me he was unsure how to go about it. Mike looked at me and I suggested we take him out for a coffee, Mike laughed telling me how crazy I was pointing to the coffee cups on the table. Okay so it was a dumb idea since we were already drinking coffee. We drank our coffee slowly chatting away and laughing at the tweets still coming in. We could see Sean getting ready to finish his shift and preparing the checks for his tables, noticeably he left ours until last, there had been several glances and smiles between the three of us as he would wander past trying see what we were so engrossed about on my phone. Sean placed the check down "Thanks guys, my shift is over" he said loitering for a moment then turned. "Sean" Mike said waiting for him to turn "do you fancy hanging out with us this evening?" he asked. Sean glanced around the diner "What do you mean hang out with you?" he questioned. I put some money on the table "Chat, walk, whatever you fancy" I replied knowing we had no plan what to do. Sean spoke quietly "Don't try anything, I come from a rough neighbourhood and can take care of myself". I chuckled as it wasn't a threat just a kind warning "Did anyone sat here offer you sex?" Mike replied. A shocked look flew across his face "Oh, sorry I just don't want you to think that I..." he started saying. "You know what we don't need any trouble so let's forget about it" I said standing up. Sean now looked at Mike "Can I meet you outside in 10?" he said nervously. We both nodded and he walked off "Hanging out with us, that is so lame" I said laughing to Mike. Mike chuckled "Fuck if I knew what to say" he stood putting down a generous tip. We waited by the car and Sean appeared "Hey, my parents are okay said I was out with friends". He was still nervous "What shall we do?" Mike asked looking at us both and Sean shrugged his shoulders. "Shall we go back to yours Mike and chat, I'm still hungry" I said and Mike nodded. Sean smiled "There is a deli round the corner I'm hungry as well" he said. Sean got in the back seat and we headed to the deli that was 100 meters down the road, Mike also knew this place since he shopped here often. You two stay here and I will get some bites he said getting out of the car. Sean watched him go inside "Sorry about earlier I mean I get hit on all the time by drunk gays" he said. I turned to face him "Oh right, I guess you would being so close to gay area here" I said understanding. Sean nodded "I have had some pretty awful experiences" he said looking out towards the deli. "Me to, actually I had one tonight" I said looking seriously at him "Mike lives around the corner you ok with that?". Sean looked and smiled "Yeah, but do you think we can talk, I mean I have not been able to talk to anyone about this" he said. I nodded to him "I completely understand Sean and we can share stories if you like". He seemed to relax "I don't have any gay friends, you know growing up in a rough area" he said. "Well I hope you like us and we can be your first two gay friends" I replied watching Mike in the deli. "So" Sean hesitated "so are you and he a couple?" he asked timidly. I chuckled "No, friends, I wouldn't say no though he is quite charming. That is between us!" I said looking at him. Sean laughed "Our first secret" he said as Mike returned to the car putting the bad in the back seat. Mike looked at us both giggling and just said he didn't want to know shaking his head, he got in to the drivers seat for the short drive to his apartment block. Sean walked in to the apartment behind us both slightly nervous but seemed to feel more comfortable when he saw that we were both pretty ordinary guys as we took our trainers off and threw them in the corner of the room so he did the same. Mike set the food up on the table in the kitchen dining room as Sean and I sat in the lounge chatting away about the area mostly and he opened up a little telling me about how hard his life is with his family and how much he was working to get out of the neighbourhood and make a better life for himself. Okay I am big softy at heart and I kind of felt for him but also admired his courage and determination to work himself into a better life. We joined Mike at the dining table and Sean got stuck along with me, the pie was nice but didn't hit the spot so having a midnight snack was pretty awesome and the first time I had even done this. Mike was nibbling holding my phone reading all the tweets and giggling every now and then. "Does he always do this?" Sean asked me nodding at Mike. "No he is just infatuated by a social media page I am involved in" I replied not giving anything away. Sean screwed his face up eating an olive "Yuk, that's gross" he laughed but swallowed it nevertheless. "What's gross?" Mike suddenly looked up as if he had suddenly realised we were there. I smiled at Sean "Nothing go back to ignoring us" I said to him and he head went straight back to the phone. "No way, no way" he suddenly cried out "someone wants to hire you in the UK" he said handing me the phone to see. Sean looked over confused "Oh, your an escort?" he asked looking a little surprised. Mike and I laughed hard "No absolutely not" I managed to say "I did some modelling that's all". "Wow really how exciting" Sean replied. Mike rolled his eyes "Some modelling, he is so modest Sean. He is actually really good, show him" he told me. I handed the phone over "Seriously" Sean said looking at the pictures "Wow you are hot as hell". I blushed a little and waved my hand in the air as if it was nothing "Thanks. Your pretty hot yourself" I said. Sean nervously smiled "Do you think so or are you just being nice" he replied looking at me. I shook my head "No, really you are. If I met you on a date we would totally be doing it with you right now" I laughed. Sean laughed "Yeah I could see that" he replied "I would do him definitely" he said nodding towards Mike. Mike looked up musing it over "I have a boyfriend" he said "but were not exclusive just yet" he winked at Sean. Conversation moved more towards my modelling at Sean was very interested to find out more about me, we moved in to the lounge and drank some sodas. During this time I opened up to him about the Chad and my lucky escape, Sean sat there opened mouthed after I mentioned his name. He told me he had met him at the diner and saw him drop something in a guys drink when he went to the washroom but didn't think anything of it. Sean told us about his close encounter with Chad a few weeks after and confided in us that he had beaten a guy up who came on two heavily waving his dick in the air demanding he bend over and take it like a pussy boy. It became evident that Sean was a complex person, he still had his street vibe going through him but there was also a sensual side where he needed to explore his sexuality more, something that was completely taboo where he lived and it remained hidden within himself. He wiped his eyes as the emotions poured out finally being able to talk to people without judgement or retaliation. It was already 3am and we had sat there talking for several hours, a lot of laughter and tears as the three of us really bonded together. "We should get some sleep" Mike suggested looking at his watch "You want to stay over Sean?" he asked. Sean looked at us both "You don't mind?" he replied. "Not at all" Mike said "I only have 2 bedrooms so it would be the couch" he said. Sean stood "So I have never asked this before" he paused "can we sleep together, you know the three of us?". Mike looked at me "This is awkward" he chuckled "we have never slept together" he said honestly. "Oh right" Sean said looking as if he wanted to run feeling a fool. I looked at Mike and Sean "What the hell lets do it" I brazenly said seeing a surprised look on Mike's face. "You will have to sleep in the middle Sean" Mike said waiting to see if it was to much for him. Sean nodded and the three of us went in to Mike's room. Sean and I stood facing each other, I raised my hand and began unbuttoning his shirt. He reached up to do mine and I could see his hand was trembling. I looked at him "Relax Sean, nothing is going to happen unless you want it to" I assured him. The way he looked at me then he glanced at Mike who was nearly naked must have brought him over the edge, he pulled me forward and sunk his lips hard on to mine. It he might not be experienced but he knew how to kiss, he had my mouth open holding my head his hands he kissed me hard and deep at first then moving in to a more sensual expression of affection, my hands continued to take his shirt off then his uniform chinos slipping effortlessly down. He stopped kissing me and finished undressing himself but leaving his underwear on as Mike had done. I watched him climb on the bed and pull Mike in to his arms quickly kissing. Mike had his hands roaming over Sean's body and the moans escaping his mouth showed how much he needed to experience being with another man. Absent minded my hand had worked down to my cock and was gently rubbing the throbbing meat under my underwear. Only now did it register that I actually found Sean very sexy. Seeing his muscles flexing as he held Mike it was so cute, I climbed on the bed and laid beside them turning the light off and the glow from outside was the only thing illuminating the room. I just managed to lay back on the pillow when Sean turned on got on top of me and began kissing me. I wrestled him off on his back and held his arms looking at him 'trust me' I said softly and kissed his lips and slowly worked may around his neck and down to his nipples. Sean was kissing again with Mike who was also running his hand down my body coping a feel of me. Sean was in head first with the two of us as his first experience, this was a first for me as well and sight of naked bodies shuffling in he dim light was so sexually pleasing. I stopped licking Sean's nipple and turned my head, tongue stretching out it flickered against Mike's nipple, unsuspecting how wired to his cock it they were he instantly cried out rolled flat on his back I could see his cock trying to break free from his underwear. His moaning turning Sean and seeing how incapable he was of controlling himself as I had his nipple in my mouth was working Sean in to a frenzy. He kneeled by Mike's head and rubbed his cock on his face, gently pulling his underwear down over his genitals the long thick cock flopped out smacking Mike squarely on the mouth. His eyes opened wide, his hand grabbed my arm, the expression on his face was of shock and amazement feeling the tongue washing over and around his cock. The sensual way his lips closed around Sean's cock causing him to grip me harder as he felt parts of his body reacting that he didn't know how to deal with. I kneeled up and against Sean who turned to me grabbing my neck roughly and kissing me harder that he had done before trying to expel some of his sexual frustrations. Taking his other hand I placed it inside my underwear, we both moaned simultaneously, his fingers began exploring, my hand took hold of Mike's cock, leaned down and took him in my mouth sucking a few times but I could sense Mike was close to orgasm. Sean didn't hold back and the gently sucking and licking I felt his hips thrust forward burying his head in to my neck he cried out as his whole body shuddered shooting his load in to Mike's mouth. Gentle caressing Mike's cock I could feel it welling up and the moment Sean thrusted his cock deeper in to Mike's mouth and began ejaculating it brought Mike over the edge hearing him moan with a mouth full of cock his legs danced on the bed and my hand holding his cock became wet and slippery with his seed. Sean released his grip kissing me again he finally let go, Mike flipped me on to my back and looked at Sean 'You want to suck him' he asked rubbing my cock. Sean nodded and took his first steps towards taking a man's cock in his mouth, gingerly and ever so sweetly he kissed it at first and gradually began licking with tender strokes at first. He was a quick learner and soon my back was arching from the pleasure running up my spine flowing outwards to every nerve ending. Mike was still hard and he now leaned across my face rubbing his cock against my lips and pressing it down until I tasted the remnants of his orgasm. I was beginning to understand what Mike had felt just moments before, unable to ascertain where the pleasure was coming from as they seemed to crash in to each other somewhere in between. My hand reached up and stroked Sean's head and gently held on to him, for some reason I had to touch him as I felt it was the least I could do for him pleasuring me in such a way. Mike abruptly pulled his cock out and cried as he began shooting another load of his seed smack up against my lips and almost trickling up my nostril. Forced open again his cock pushed his seed in to my mouth, the taste reminded me so much of Brad. My body rapidly heated up and I tried to pull Sean's head off my cock as I started pumping out seed. My body was in heaven and moaning, assaulted at the mouth and cock at the same time I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. The choking snapped me back seeing Sean laughing but coughing telling us he swallowed some of it. The three of us collapsed back on the bed laughing our hands on each others bodies in a sort of appreciation. After several minutes Sean reached over for some water. He sat up kneeling in between and facing us "Thank you both, for this and not being weird" he smiled. Mike looked at me and smiled "Dam he is so cute" he looked at Sean "I hope we didn't push you to far?" he asked. Sean rubbed Mike's leg "No" he paused for a moment "I mean will you teach me how to, you know?". I chuckled and patted the empty spot and he laid down "When you are ready and comfortable with us I am sure we can". Sean bit my nipple giggling then kissed me, he turned and kissed Mike then indicated for us to kiss each other which we did. I always found Mike so sexually interesting but we quickly went past that as friends so it was kind of hot being able to kiss him so fondly. Sean cuddled up to me by rolling on his side and placing his hand on my chest, Mike spooned against Sean holding him around the waist, the hypnotic breathing against my neck by Sean soon had me falling in to a deep sleep. It was 11am when Mike came in to the bedroom and brought us coffee 'Come on sleepy heads' he said putting the coffee cups down next to Sean and I, we woke up in the same positions except Sean's hand had wandered down my body and was resting against my inner thigh. Sean kissed me neck and sat up "What time is it?" he asked rubbing his eyes. "11" Mike replied gathering clothes on coat hangers from the wardrobe "I have to press my uniform" he said. Mike disappeared and Sean straddled across me body "Get up" he said "Oh wait you can't" he laughed. To be honest he was turning me on "Oh it's getting up" I replied making load pleasurable moans. "You dirty whore" he chuckled pinching my nipples, he leaned forward and kissed me then climbed off the bed. Sean was actually a very sweet guy, genuine down to earth but such a rough side to him when it came to pleasure, it was almost as if you could see he would be a heart breaker leaving a string of unhappy lovers in his wake when he got older. We both threw on some underwear and joined Mike in the kitchen diner who had set breakfast up and now busy pressing his mountain of work uniforms. Sean and I sat there drinking coffee waiting for Mike to finish out of politeness. "You have to do that each week?" Sean asked admiring how Mike was engrossed in pressing his uniform. Mike looked up "Yes, you always have to look the part. Anyway I like to get it done before Monday" he replied. "The job I want you have to pass loads of tests before you can actually work" Sean said "But I can't do it". I looked at Sean "What do you mean, you can't do it?" I asked putting my cup down. Sean shrugged his shoulders "They say I am to young at the moment but when I turn 19 I can apply again". "What is it you want to do?" Mike asked hanging up a perfectly ironed shirt. Sean chuckled "You will probably think it lame, but I want to work on the airlines, travel around you know". Mike turned to look at Sean "You mean flight attendant?" he asked. "Yeah" Sean nodded "I know it's strange but ever since I flew to New Orleans I wanted to do it". What followed next was no surprise except to Sean when he found out that Mike was living out Sean's dream. Mike promised Sean he would ask and get him an interview as soon as he turned 19 and would act as his sponsor. Mike put his uniform back in to the wardrobe and sat down joining us for breakfast just as his phone rang. He picked it up smiling and waved 'Hello sexy' he started off, I looked at Sean and "Are you having fun in Santa Barbara?" Miked asked. "It's okay but wish I had you in bed with me" Steve replied. Mike chuckled "This week. Are you alone?" he asked. "Yes, I have sneaked away for a couple of minutes" Steve replied. Mike turned the phone towards me "Steve" I said to his video image. "Fuck TFT, are you alright?" Steve asked. I nodded "Yes, can you come over next weekend my 21st?" I asked him "Of course, to hell with this gagging order" he replied straight away "Wouldn't miss it for the world". "Thanks, oh this is Sean" I said pulling Sean in to view who now got embarrassed. "Oooh your sexy" Steve said giving a thumbs "Did the three of you get it on last night?" he asked. Sean went bright red "That's a yes then. Shame I wasn't there" Steve said chuckling quietly. "I have to get back to work Mike, miss you and chat during the week" Steve said, we knew someone had returned. Sean looked at me "What is TFT" he asked more concerned about that. Mike laughed "That's what they called him in LA, Tom From Texas" he replied, Sean laughed and put his arm around me. "You will come down next weekend as well" I said to Sean. "I am working" Sean said looking at me then Mike "let me see if I can get my shift covered". So it was agreed that the three of them would come down to Medina next weekend when I was to turn 21. It would be a fairly quiet weekend with not much partying as it would only be the four of us and Brad if he was talking to me. That is all I wanted for my birthday Mike, Steve and now Sean, who I considered my closest friends at that time for more reasons than one cares to tell you about. We parted ways Sunday afternoon as I had to drive back to Medina. I dropped Sean off at the diner to start his shift, Mike said he would pop in later for a coffee and would facetime me in so we could chat. I drove with the window open all the way back to Medina enjoying the fresh air and the last of the daylight. Turning on to the access road and seeing the ranch house bathed in a subtle orange glow from the setting sun there really was no place like the Medina ranch in my eyes it just seemed to cast a spell and lift you up no matter how down you felt...

By the time we got upstairs, Toby had lit the pipe and the two bois has clearly taken a few tokes as they were already covered in a sweaty sheen and were making out, fingers in each other’s arses, tongues deep in one another’s throats. On the tv screen, Michael Brandon, one of my favs was fucking Sean Storm - a hot scene which would have been way hotter in Brandon was barebacking him. I wish Michael Brandon has done raw fuck scenes - such a waste. I’d often imagined his massive raw cock fucking in his inimitable style - hard and verbal. Shame he’d never done any piss either. For a while we just stood in the doorway, wrapped in Michael’s arms his now hard cock pressing insistently at my own now tight cunt, rubbing his precum against it as he kissed my neck and tweaked my tits. The bois knew they were being watched and put on a show - kissing, sucking, pit licking and rimming as we stood there. Finally they pulled apart and legs open beckoned is both to join them, pipe in hand to invite us to toke up. Milos’ eyes were alert and eager as we climbed onto the bed. He grabbed me and gave me a deep, long kiss as he took my hard cock in my hand and guided it to the entrance to his guts. As we kissed, I pushed in and heard him sigh as he felt the length of my pierced cock invade his arse once again. I marveled how tight he still was and it took all my concentration not to bang his cunt hard and mercilessly once again. But I needed to show restraint. I leaned into him and spread my own cheeks. Toby didn’t need any instructions as I felt his tongue start to eat me out. I moaned and got verbal - about Milos’ tight wet mancunt, my own hard cock but most of all how good Toby’s tongue felt in my own cunt and how wet it was making me. Right on cue, I felt him push his cock into me. I didn’t have to act, Toby felt good in my arse - his thick ginger cock opening me up just enough and beginning to feel his streams of precum coat the insides of my arse. I buried my face in Milos’s dank chest, breathing in his scent and sucking up his sweat. His hand was on the back of my head, whispering in my ear - how good my cock felt in his cunt; how he’d wanted me from the moment he’d seen me; how he wanted all my poz seed deep in his guts and his in mine. And how he wanted to see me fucked by Michael. I looked up into his eyes. “No, babe. Not tonight, ” and buried my face into his pit, Toby now methodically pulling out and jackhammering his cock back into my hole. Milos pulled my mouth to his and kissed me. I took his head in both my hands as I heard the tell-tale click of Michael tapping one of the syringes. Every thrust from Toby’s cock pushed my own cock into Milos’ cunt, filling him with precum. We were all being so verbal but even Toby sounded surprised when Michael pushed his tongue up his arse. “Fuck dude, don’t stop! Eat out my mancunt. You’re gonna make me shoot!” And shoot he did, long deep gooey eruptions of spunk into my guts. I closed my eyes and imagined his poz seed exploding through the walls of my raw arse into my blood stream. I could feel my own balls tighten as I felt Toby’s cock pull out and replaced by Michael’s long tongue searching out the seed within. Milos could clearly sense I was close and put a hand on my chest. “No baby, not yet. I really want to taste Mike’s seed in your cunt.” I shook my head as I paused mid fuck. Lost in the sensation of Michael’s tongue and spit rinsing out my hole. “No babe. I’d need to slam and I don’t want to freak you out.” Milos smiled. “I won’t be freaked out, I promise. He paused momentarily and then stared into my eyes. “And if you do it I’ll feel okay about trying it.” I moaned and crushed his lips against mine, pushing my tongue into his gorgeous mouth. Behind me, Michael has clearly heard it all as he pinched my arse cheeks and withdrew his tongue. I pulled out of Milos and nodded as I kissed him once again. Milos slid up to kneel in front of me, pushing his cock into my mouth. Toby sidled next to me and tied the rubber strap around my arm as Milos leaned over to spread my cheeks and spit on my hole, my face buried in his hairy, sweaty crotch as I guzzled down his precum. Toby’s hands dropped to my arse, spreading my cheeks and rubbing my hole. I felt a sudden coolness of coke being rubbed across the butt hole and moaned. Michael grabbed my arm and I felt him tap a vein and slide the needle in. Then, the first rush as the T entered my body, gagging as I tried to cough and suck Milos’ cock at the same time as I felt Michael’s massive mushroom head push against my cunt. “Fuck man,” excitedly whispered Milos. Michael’s cock forced its way into my arse, inch by never ending inch and despite having taken two cocks already, and even though my mouth was jammed with Milos’ cock, I screamed as I felt it not so much rip into my cunt but expand my arse against the will of the muscles of my cunt passage. But every spasm of pain was overridden by a deeper, darker spasm. One of being fucked, used, opened up, filled and receiving Michael’s own toxic load. His big mushroom head, like the vanguard of an toxic army pushed ahead into my body making me gasp. Every so often Milos would slap my head calling me his “dirty fucker” and telling me how good it looked to see me being fucked and used. I grunted in affirmation. Little did the fucking cunt know what I had in store for him. Finally I felt Michael start to slowly pull his cock back. But for the uninitiated they often thought that that was it. I knew, after years of being fucked, that that wasn’t the case. Slowly he started to piston his cock in and out, never completely withdrawing but using the momentum of each thrust to dig deeper in and opening up a part of me that needed the coaxing. Milos pulled me off his cock and gobbed in my mouth before forcing me to take his cock back down my throat. For a sub boi he was clearly enjoying what he imagined was a reversal of fortunes - slapping my face, holding my nose shut and pulling me into his coock balls deep to make me gag and retch. Behind me, Michael’s slow steady rhythm started increasing, not only in ferocity but in the depth of his fucking. I could feel his cock swelling even more as he grabbed my shoulders and with a mighty heave pulled me right back down his shaft. I spat the cock out of my mouth and screamed in pain and hunger, surprising myself by my own exhortations for him to open up my mancunt, breed my hungry hole, fill me up and the poz seed me. Milos pushed his cock back down my throat after smearing it across my sweaty face. I could hear Toby exhorting Michael to fuck his pussy boi - and I made a mental note that he would also suffer later. Behind me, Michael was in full fuck mode, and every so often pulled all the way so that his pierced mushroom head could gut punch its way back passed my hole. I closed my eyes and focused on the cock inside my body. When I’m high, I often imagine that deep in my gut is a black hole and at its centre a deep desire to be filled, fucked, bred and used. If I focus on that black hole I seem to become one with the cock that’s pounding me - fused in mutual hard, hot sex, brimming with precum and needing to be filled with piss, cum, cocks and eventually a fist. Depravity was at the centre of that black hole and it was fucking fantastic. Tonight I was deep in that black hole. I was focused on feeling every inch of Michael’s cock and so in sync that I could sense he was so close to cumming. Tonight, I wanted Milos’ to discover his own black hole and the depths of depravity he would become open to. Milos pulled me off his cock and dropped his face to my level. I was sweating profusely and gasping with each thrust of the gargantuan Latino tool in my guts. He cupped my head in his hands and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. Behind me, the force of Michael’s deep thrusts were lifting my hips off the bed and Michael’s growls were becoming louder and deeper. Suddenly I felt lips around my own cock and felt Toby’s expert tongue licking and sucking my shaft. Suddenly I was pulled up by Michael and I felt his hot load burn it’s way deep into my gut - a torrent of cum becoming one with my own blood. Michael kept on fucking my hole, slow but deep strokes - an expert planting his poison legacy. Finally he pulled out and I collapsed onto the bed, Toby getting out of the way just in time. I felt someone roll me over and lift my legs. I looked down to see a wide eyed Milos examining my hole. “Fuck man, still looks so tight,” and he started to lick my hole. I grabbed the back of his head, pushing his lips against my own cunt lips and pushed out. He moaned as he tasted Michael’s seed and my arse juices and blood flood his mouth. His hands spread my cheeks to release more flow, his tongue licking any juice that tried to escape. I felt another hand on my pushing Milos head into my arse. I looked up. Michael. Grinning. It was time. I got off the bed and told the guys I needed to shower off. Milos tried to grab my hand and keep me back but I told him to chill with Michael and gestured for Toby to follow me. We wandered into the shower room and I shut the door. Before Toby could react I swung round and smashed him in the gut. He went down surprised and I grabbed his face both both my hands and gobbed into his open mouth. Staring into his eyes, I told him he was a cunt and if he ever called me a “pussy boi” again I’d fuck him up so bad he’d need need a week for his own pussy to recover. Gobbing in his mouth I then pinched his nose shut and putting my other hand in the back of his head forced me hard cock into his mouth and unleashed a torrent of piss. He was powerless to resist and I enjoyed the initial moments of struggle until he accept my chem piss and it’s effect. Before I’d finished he was fingering his butt, stretching it open. Finally I pulled out and throwing him to the floor I stood under the stream of hot water. He lay there for a moment and then joined me, kissing me and stroking my cock, telling me he was my pussy boi and he wanted his cunt wrecked. I whispered that I’d wreck his cunt but first we needed to focus on Milos. He pulled away and smiled. “Fuck yeah, man. Milos. Then Milos and me.” He dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth again. I didn’t need any telling but released my bladder once again into his willing mouth

He literally needs to give it a rest....

Back at E15 sauna darkroom. Fairly busy: whether because of my advert in BBrt or being a Saturday afternoon. I was immediately in action shafting a nice-bottomed thin-dicked guy. Another guy was wanting to muscle in on the action and kept wanting me to stop to fuck him, I told him I’d do so once I’d finished with the first guy. But this bully then badgered the other guy to stop, eventually forcing him away, so I could start fucking him instead. I wasn’t as enthusiastic in fucking him as I was annoyed at his tactics. He was also not as clean as I would have liked, so I curtailed this second fuck to take a shower. When I returned I shunned him and paid my attention to another nice arse towards the back of the darkroom, this guy had amazing large balls that I stroked whilst fucking him mercilessly. Again I was getting into a good rhythm, when the cleaning crew forced us all out of the darkroom! When I returned big balls had gone, but the thin-dicked guy had returned, so I was able to continue enjoying the previous fucking that I’d given him before the bully curtailed it! This time I continued until the guy came as I was fucking him bare back. So within the first hour and a half I fucked three different guys four times, but without cumming. I was feeling in need of someone coming to fuck me. Not much later a fat-dicked man with pre-cum dripping from his cock saught attention. I started by sucking him to full erection and then turned round with the expectation of being serviced, he duly obliged even though accommodating his wide girth was difficult. Indeed, as I expected it wasn’t long before I received my first load of the afternoon. Another guy then took me shortly afterwards and I was really enjoying the experience of a second bare cock within me, when the cleaning crew once again came round to ruin the proceedings. It looked like they were coming round once an hour, most disruptive! I went over to the cubicles area where after entering a cubicle, I was presented with a lovely cock to suck, having enjoyed noshing on this fabuluous cock, I turned round and presented my arse for the taking, he duly obliged and soon I’d taken my second load of the afternoon. There was some further cock-sucking incidents, one of which I’d felt sure would end in the guy’s cock exploding in my mouth or over my face. I returned again to the cubicles, this time to be invited into one where a middle-eastern guy was happy to give me a blow job until I was ready to fuck him bare, which by then I was ready to do. It was somewhat cramped and sadly he complained of struggling to take my big dick inside him, so once again I didn’t get to climax inside him. Nevertheless, I came home with some good times of fucking and a couple of loads inside me!

My husband is a teacher. He’s never had any of his former students hit on him and he’d never bang a current or former student. The thought creeps him out. However, he is often the frequent high school crush for many of the faggot choir boys (which aren’t his students). A few have hit him up on Grindr or Scruff after they are done with high school, or will come up to him while out at a gay bar to *confess* their years of attraction throughout high school 😂. One guy has become a routine cumdump for my husband. About two weeks ago my man comes home and tells me to open my mouth for a taste. I do as told and immediately recognize the flavors of ass and cum. Who was the lucky guy: another former choir bitch.

Hey guys. I've spent quite some time here enjoying the stories and decided to add one of my own. It's based on my experiences and hope you like it. I walked up to the door knowing what I was in store for. I had been messaging him for a few weeks now and telling him my darkest desires. Over that time, I told him about how I wanted to give myself over. How I needed it. I wanted to be controlled…become a cuntboy. Yeah that’s right…a cuntboy. I remember the first time I heard someone call himself a pussyboy. It stuck with me; but yet, it wasn’t what I felt until I heard someone refer to their hole as a cunt. Yeah, a cunt…that was what it was. I wanted to be a cuntboy. I have to admit, there have been quite a few guys that were turned off once I mentioned it. I would bring it while messaging with Daddies who were interested in getting together as a sort of litmus test and most of the time that ended it. But this Daddy didn’t blink, so to speak, when I mentioned it during the first round of messages. In fact, he seemed more interested in meeting me after that. I told him what I was into…verbal, piss, tit torture, flogging, roleplay, spit, leather, rubber and control among others. He asked me if I had experienced Tina. I had quite a few times. It allowed me to give over to the pig in me. We continued messaging, including pics, for a week or so. Then came the day that he asked me if I was ready to meet. I didn’t hesitate. I immediately replied with a “Yes! When?” The next thing he did was send me his phone number. I grabbed my phone. I heard his deep voice. “Hello.” I hesitated then drew a breath. “Hello Daddy. It’s me, cuntboy.” He chuckled and I heard him smile. “Hi cuntboy. How are you? Can you be at my place in three hours? I just sent you the address. But first, you need to shave yourself down. I want your body smooth from the neck down. After that clean yourself out a couple of times and lube your cunt. I want you jock-strapped and ready to service me.” “Yes, Daddy.” I answered. I had always kept myself trimmed so it wouldn’t be too much to completely shave myself down. “Good boy,” I’ll see you then. I was hesitant as I walked up to the door three hours later and knocked. I had prepared just as he ordered. I had shaved my cunt smooth and had cleaned myself out several times in preparation for his cum. As he opened the door, I saw him...my Daddy. As he stepped back, he stood with his legs spread apart and arms crossed. He was in his 40’s, 6’1”, 210 lbs. with black hair, piercing blue eyes and a dark scruff on his face. I took in the sight of my Daddy...booted, wearing a leather harness and jockstrap. The four straps of his harness, two over his shoulders and two around his ribs were tightly wrapped around his muscular chest joined with a shiny metal ring in between his pecs. I noticed the straps around his ribs seem to push up his chest a bit showing off his pierced tits. His leather jockstrap was bursting at the seams from his cock and balls. His polished boots gleamed as the hallway light fell on them. The first words out of his mouth were, “Strip cuntboy. From now on, you’ll be ready for my cock at all times. Fold those clothes and put them next to the door on top of your shoes.” I kicked off my shoes and shivered as I pulled my t-shirt off. I didn’t know why; but I was nervous. As I undid my belt and pulled my jeans down, he came up to me and held me tight. “It’s ok cuntboy, Daddy’s here. Now put those away. You won’t be needing them anytime soon.” I neatly folded my jeans and t-shirt, grabbed my sneakers and placed them in the corner of the entryway. As I turned around, I saw Daddy smile. A black leather collar was in his right hand. “Remember what you told me cuntboy?” “Yes, Daddy. I told you I loved the feeling of a tight collar around my neck.” As he walked toward me, I fell to my knees ready to accept what that collar meant. “You will be collared and jock-strapped while you are here. Understand boy? Every time you enter this house, you will strip down the minute you enter. I want your cunt ready to take my cock at all times. You will then kneel and wait for me to place this collar around your neck.” As he neared me, I saw a shiny metal tag on the collar. Daddy noticed my look. “That’s for you cuntboy. A tag so everyone will know what you are.” He held the tag in his left hand to show me. “It says cuntboy. I had it made after the first chat we had.” Then I felt it. The leather collar going against my neck, tightened and locked. “Daddy…I’m your fucking cuntboy,” I moaned. Daddy chuckled, “Now let me see my cuntboy. Stand up.” There I stood…legs apart, hands behind my back and my eyes down…32 years old, standing at 5’11”, 165 lbs. with short brown hair and green eyes awaiting his approval. My tits were pierced with silver rings that shone against my pecs. I wanted this so much but my cock stayed limp in my yellow SafeTGard jockstrap due to my nervousness. “Yellow huh? Good boy. Turn around and show me your cunt. Are you smooth?” I turned, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. I heard him approach. Suddenly, I felt his hands begin to inspect my cunt. His fingers neared my cunt lips as I began to get hard. I could feel my cock come alive as my cunt lips became sensitized to my Daddy’s touch. His fingers went lower and I felt him grab the two guiche rings and pull on them. I moaned again. Then he let go. “Good boy, you did a good job. And I see you’re getting relaxed. Your cock is growing. Very nice. But you know that you are to concentrate on my cock, right cuntboy? Your cock doesn’t matter.” “Yes, Daddy.” I responded as he smacked my ass cheeks and told me to stand straight. Daddy then attached a leash to my collar and pulled. “Come on boy. It’s time you service your Daddy.” There I was...a cuntboy collard and jock-strapped being led into the house by a leash. We walked through the house passing the living room and down the hall. As we walked, down the hallway, I shivered again for some unknown reason. “It’s ok cuntboy. Breathe deep. You’ll be fine. Trust me.” Daddy reassured me. I felt my leash tighten as pulled me to him. Again, I felt his strong arms around me as his hands moved down to my cunt. As his fingers moved to my cunt lips and gently massaged them, I relaxed. “You’re doing fine boy. We’re almost there.” As we reached the door, Daddy stopped and looked at me. “Cuntboy, in this room you will always be safe. I will push your limits and there will be things that you may never have thought you’d do. In time, you will discover parts of yourself that you haven’t imagined.” Daddy opened the door and led me in. A red tinged light shown throughout a room painted a matte black on the walls and ceiling. The black vinyl flooring completed the color scheme of the room. The scent of leather, piss and cum from previous encounters filled the air as I took in the sights. Off to one corner I could see a black tile open shower unit with two shower heads. The glistening metal of the attached shower shots sparkled as they contrasted against the black tiles. Opposite that, lengths of chain shone from a leather sling hanging from the ceiling beams. Mirrors were placed on the walls and ceiling forming the sling’s corner of the to ensure both participants would see each other’s view as they fucked. Off to the side, play toys were lined up on shelves…whips, plugs, floggers, tit clamps, masks and such. Then there was the bed. A large black metal four poster bed covered in black rubber sheets. From the frame and posts hung chains and cuffs ready to restrain at Daddy’s desire. A large flat-screen tv was mounted on the wall visible from every angle of the dungeon. Scenes of leather clad men fucking, sucking, pissing and fisting were playing…all reflecting what had gone on in this room. My cock had never been as hard as it rose above my jockstrap’s waistband and began to leak. I was in heaven. Daddy laughed as he noticed my pre-cum leaking and soaking my jock. He wiped his finger against my cockhead and brought it to his lips as he looked me in the eyes. I watched him wipe it on his lips as he said, “Go ahead cuntboy, taste yourself.” He wrapped his strong arms around me and I felt his harness against my chest as our tit rings hit. My tongue went wild…licking and consuming the pre-cum mixed with my Daddy’s spit until it was gone. “OK boy. Let’s get started.” he laughed. Daddy led me by my leash over to the table next to the bed. On the table I could see a cut straw and some six white lines lined up. “I like it old school to begin,” he chuckled. “You first, cuntboy. I want you flying. I want your cunt to take over. We’ll have those to start with.” “Yes, Daddy,” I responded. I bent down, grabbed the straw, and snorted a line. As I straightened up, I felt the initial sting of the crystals hit my nasal membrane. “Another cuntboy,” Daddy ordered, “Now.” The second was a snap. I could feel my skin begin to tingle. All these feeling came rushing in. Suddenly, I could feel the warm hunger begin deep inside me as I watched my Daddy do a couple of lines. “How you feeling cuntboy?” he asked. The ache took over. “Fucking hot Daddy. I need cock!” I begged as my cunt began to ache. Daddy pulled down on my leash and forced me to my knees. “Ok, cuntboy. Enough for now. The night is young. Down on your knees. It’s time to service Daddy.” He pushed my face to his engorged jockstrap as I dropped to my knees. “Lick it cuntboy. Show me how much you need my cock.” I began licking the leather, feeling his cock pulse within the enclosed pouch as I took in the scent of piss and cum soaked leather. I moaned as the craving intensified in my cunt. I wanted to feel his cock inside me stretching out my cunt lips as he fucked me. I needed it…more than anything at the moment. I needed to feel his cum feeding my cunt. “That’s it cuntboy. Show me how much you want this. A cuntboy belongs between a man’s legs.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! I’m your fucking cuntboy. Fucking cum hungry cuntboy.” I moaned as I continued worshipping his leather clad cock as the Tina took over my body. “You ready for my cock, cuntboy?” he laughed. “Tell me. You want my cock?” “Yes, Daddy. Please!” I moaned as I continued feeling the outline of his cock through the leather with my tongue. Suddenly, I felt Daddy’s hand on my shoulders and he pushed me back until my leash pulled tightly on my collar. I began to panic. I needed him. I needed his cock. Daddy saw the look in my eyes. “Don’t worry cuntboy.” He smiled as he pulled me up by my leash and led me back to the table, “You’’ll be servicing my cock but first let’s do another line. I want my cuntboy flying.” I quickly inhaled the line into me. As I was about to release the straw, an urge overcame me and I took the other one. Daddy laughed as he opened the drawer, pulled out a metal container. He removed a small bag and placed another line on the table. “Ah, my cuntboy is getting there. Good thing there’s more.” Daddy grabbed his leather clad bulge and squeezed...slowly removing the codpiece from his jock with both hands as I heard the snaps give way as he threw it aside. There it was…my Daddy’s thick cock jutting out. I stared at it as it pulsed…his PA rising and falling to the rhythm of his heartbeat as my mouth watered and my cunt ached…the thick veins on his shaft promising that my cunt lips would feel it as his cock entered my cunt. Then there were his balls…large and full of the cum I craved. “There it is cuntboy. Worship it. Show me you’re worthy of Daddy’s cock.” He demanded. I groaned loudly staring at my Daddy’s cock as I prepared for it to enter my mouth. I licked my lips and opened wide. I felt the metal ring, warm from my Daddy’s body, slide over my tongue as the shaft invaded my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly. As it continued down my throat, I willed my throat to expand and take it all. “Look at me cuntboy. I want to see your eyes as you take my cock.” Daddy ordered. “Blink twice to let me know you understand me and will obey.” I blinked twice knowing that I wanted to obey and serve my Daddy. His shaft continued entering as I began to breathe through my nose so I wouldn’t choke and be able to keep his cock in me. I felt his hands holding my collar as I felt the root of his cock on my lips. I had my Daddy’s complete cock in me. I was Daddy’s cuntboy servicing his cock and surrounding it with my spit and slime. I was in heaven as my Daddy’s cock was pulsing down my throat. We stayed like that for a while…Daddy stroking my face and chin encouraging me. “Good cuntboy. Hold it. That’s a good boy. Breathe. Breathe. You can do it. Don’t suck...just keep it there. I’m gonna train you to keep my cock warm in your mouth all night long. In the morning, you’ll take my piss before releasing my cock. You’d like that wouldn’t you cuntboy?” My eyes were fixed at his face. I wanted to let him know that I needed his fluids, his cum and piss in me. All the while, my cunt was radiating a desire and hunger. As I held his cock in my mouth, I could feel the hunger getting stronger and stronger…the need to be fed. “Now suck Daddy’s cock, boy. I know you want it.” I instinctively began to suck as I moaned. My tongue explored every inch of the cock I was allowed to worship...from the root...up past the pulsing veins...to the warm metal ring that topped his cock and back down. He moaned loudly as my lips closed around the thick root while my throat constricted around his cock. My spit worked to coat it for my hungry cunt. I pulled back and gently scraped my teeth along the shaft all the way to the head before grasping the ring with a tug and diving back down to repeat the worship of my Daddy’s cock. Suddenly, I felt his hands firmly grab both sides of my head and I felt him forcibly push himself in and out of my mouth again and again. He began to fuck my face. “Relax that throat, cuntboy. That’s it.” I relaxed my throat and eagerly accepted my place as his cuntboy...an instrument to satisfy my Daddy’s lust. He gripped my head harder as he began to slow the thrusts but the intensity of them remained. I knew what was coming. I was craving it...his cum....his fluids. “Getting close boy. Don’t worry. I’ll be feeding that cunt of yours too. This is only the first feeding you’ll get tonight.” As he pulled out, he held my head firmly with his cockhead on my tongue. I felt his cock spasm and I began to milk his cock for all it was worth. “Fuck cuntboy! Take my cum!” Daddy yelled as the cum gushed into my mouth as I tried not to spill a drop. “Don’t swallow it boy!” he ordered, “Just hold it there for now.” I hesitated. I could taste the delicious cum. I wanted his cum and have it become a part of me. “Show me boy. Show Daddy how much cum you milked from his cock.” I began to open my mouth but felt the cum begin to spill out. I paused but then lifted my chin and I opened my mouth presenting the load of cum that I had received as I looked dutifully into his eyes. “Beautiful cuntboy...Now swallow. Taste your Daddy’s cum. Look at me.” Our eyes remained fixed as I swallowed. I felt the cum as it slid down my throat and I opened my mouth to show Daddy that I had taken all of it into me. “Good boy,” he laughed. “That was a great start. How’s that cunt of yours doing? Is it getting hungry?” My backside began to move rhythmically as he gently held my head. I couldn’t control it. My instincts had kicked in. “I see your cunt needs feeding.” Daddy laughed. “It won’t take long to get me ready to fuck you. But before that happens, I need my cuntboy to take my piss. I want you even more fucked up when you take my cock. But first, you need to clean my cock.” My mouth eagerly reached for his cock to devour the remains of his cum. My tongue worked his cock as he made encouraging sounds. Once he was satisfied that I had completed my duties, he released my head. As he pulled out, an emptiness overtook me. I longed to feel his entire shaft in my warm mouth and down my throat again. “Yeah cuntpig, time to feed on Daddy’s piss, but don’t swallow all of it boy.” Daddy’s veined cock glistened with my spit and throat slime as I kept my mouth open for his piss. I looked up into his eyes with a hunger as my mouth filled with the taste of his chemmed up piss and I swallowed but making sure I left some in my mouth at all times. When Daddy finished pissing, he pulled me up by my leash. “Give me some of that chem piss, boy.” Placing his lips to mine, I fed him the remaining chem piss. “How was that?” he asked, “You like my piss, cuntboy?” “Fuck yeah! Daddy!” I smiled as I wiped the remaining drops of his piss and spit from my lips with my hand and greedily licked it up. “Good, cause I’ll be feeding it to you every day. You’ll be my urinal from now on cuntboy. Now it’s time to see how hungry that cunt is.”

Was back at the ABS yesterday. Same MO. To the gym. Clean out and head over. Got there and pulled up a hypno trainer on the phone. Started stroking and poppered up with a fresh bottle of JJ. Right off a nice looking 40 something guy comes in. I'm hitting the poppers hard and go right down on him. His cock grows to a respectable 7 cut inches that tapered to a narrow point. He's loving the attention and I'm wanting his baby batter in my hole. I stop and tell him he can fuck me if he wants. "I only fuck with rubbers," he says, "I want to cum in your mouth." I'm cool with that and go back to sucking him. He's moaning and calling me a slut. I'm loving it. I let him know he can just slide around between my checks if he wants. Doesn't have to penetrate. I go back to sucking. He says, "I guess it wouldn't hurt to just play around a little." So I bend over, spit lube and guide his bone to my ass. He starts sliding around and getting real excited. He stops suddenly and back off. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum to quick. That's hot. I want to cum in your mouth." I give him a minute. Hit the poppers and go down on him again. Not too long and he says, "I guess it wouldn't hurt to just put the tip in a couple of times." Fuck that was sweet to hear. I bent over and he started sliding around again. Then he popped the head of his cock into my hole a couple of times. I urged him on. "Mmmmmm...so hot." I said. He slipped in again and I told him how good it felt. He suddenly just gasped and said, "Fuck it." and slid up inside me and started cumming. Fuck I was in heaven. He loaded and plowed hard and deep. He shuddered, whispered "fuck." and his bone slid out. "You got any paper towels," he asked "You don't need them," I said and dutifully licked and sucked him squeaky clean. He left satisfied and I left craving more cock and cum.

My Black Lover It was Saturday morning. I had gotten up, taken a shit and pissed, and was shaving. I had just gotten to the final part, shaving around my beard, when he popped in. I saw his smiling black face in the mirror. He came up behind me and wrapped me in his black arms, eventually working his fingers around my nips, rolling them between fingers and thumbs. I felt his hard cock against my thigh. "Hon, you can't fuck me here, I haven't cleaned out yet, you'll get shit and cum all over the floor," I said. He just smiled at me and said "Ahm already greast up, lem'me in." He was working his cock into my ass cheeks, and I could feel the lube. So I centered it on my sphincter and relaxed and let him in. He thrust straight up my ass, all the way. I took a big inhale and then relaxed, and he began to fuck me. Just like usual, he went right into the heavy strokes, pushing me down on the sink. I had put down the razor and just relaxed and let him do his thing, which was to fuck another big load up my ass. He was a great fucker, as I had found out many times. After he had cum, I told him "Don't pull out, just turn us around and let's get in the shower." He turned us facing the shower, and I opened the door and turned it on and got it to the right temperature. Then we both got in and he pulled out and rinsed his cock clean and got out. I finished my usual shower and shampooed my hair and beard. When I was done I turned the shower to the hose and cleaned out thoroughly. When I was clean I turned it off and was about to get out when he came back and turned me around and put my arms on the wall and thrust his cock up my ass again. This time I was wide open from just having cleaned out. He pulled out, examined his cock, which was perfectly clean, and told me "Afta you dry off, go lean ovah th'bed." Of course by the time I had done this he was greased up again and ready to go, so we fucked doggie for a time, then he had me get up on the bed (actually he lifted me up and threw me down on the bed on my back) and he got over me and we finished the fuck in the missionary position. This was more of a lover's fuck, as he laid on me and we kissed as he fucked. I loved having his hairy chest against mine. That was until he rose up on his arms and got his knees and thighs under my hips and turned me up so he was fucking down into my ass. At that point I finally blew my load between us, and he grunted and planted his load in my ass. He laid there on top of me for a while, kissing me and each of us telling the other how we had enjoyed that fuck. After we had both rinsed off in the shower, he told me not to bother with clothes, so we just cleaned up around the house for a couple hours, till he felt like doing it again. This time was in the living room, over the arm of the couch. "Jus need t'knock off a piece," as he put it. It seemed like I got fucked about every two hours, but sometimes I was able to suck his cock and save my ass for later. Finally, about 10 PM, I told him we needed to get dressed and go to the bar. I needed to get out of the house and hopefully find someone for me to fuck, but I didn't tell him that. I told him he needed to find another guy to fuck. So he was happy to accompany me to the bar. Once there he found a friend of his, Alvin. Now Alvin was not like Dwayne. Dwayne was about 6'2", cornrowed hair, thin mustache, rather wiry but muscular. I originally invited him home to see if he was hung as I had heard all blacks were. He wasn't; he was about 7 1/2" hard, but he was insatiable as a fucker. I had never had a man fuck me as much as he did. Now Alvin was built more like a bear, a black bear. He was thicker all over, muscular but not a body builder, he just looked like he worked for a living. He was about 6' tall, had bushy hair (I eventually found it all over him) and a beard. After chatting with Dwayne and me for a while, Dwayne asked him if he'd like to come home with us. I think he'd told him I was a bottom, at least I imagine he did. Cause when we got home, we all had a beer, and then the clothes came off, and both men were all over me. And I discovered that Alvin had a big thick uncut cock about 8". So for the rest of the night I had a man in my ass and another in my mouth, and I usually didn't know which one was where. I was used in every position you can imagine. By the time that Alvin left in the morning, I was exhausted. I went to sleep on my tummy, with Dwayne fucking me. On Sunday I told Dwayne we needed a day to nap. So we ate a little and napped a lot all day, till it was bedtime. Then I got the usual fuck before we went to sleep. On Monday Dwayne was up early and off to work after a cup of coffee and a donut or bagel. When I got up I just put the sheets in the laundry and then cleaned up and napped on the couch. I was still wiped from Saturday night. When it got to be 4 PM I knew to be naked and cleaned out. I had a towel and lube by the front door. When Dwayne came in, all greasy and dirty from working on cars in the garage where he worked, I just unzipped his pants and sucked him up, and then gave him the lube and bent over the arm of the sofa. He proceeded to give me a fine fuck, and then he got in the shower and cleaned up. I made supper for us. After we ate he read the paper and we watched TV. Since he had to be up early, we were in bed before 10 PM. But we didn't go right to sleep. He had to fuck me; tonight it was two times, one doggie, and then facing each other, with a lot of kissing. He practically fell asleep on top of me. I did get him to roll over so I could go dump the cum out and finally get some sleep, too. Now I've been retired for six years. I went to the bar to get a man to bring home. I thought a black man would be interesting, and I was hoping he'd be hung. Instead I got a man that lives for sex. There's nothing wrong with that. We had a Friday night of sex, and he went home. This was followed by a Saturday night of sex when he came back, and then he left and I thought I wouldn't see him again. But Monday evening he came back, and Tuesday evening, and by Wednesday I gave him a key. He had been living in a cheap motel not far away. He brought in what he owned after that, just several different sets of clothes. When I was young, I was a Boy and had a Dad that loved to fuck me. Then as I got older I became the Dad and had several different Boys. But I never figured I was going to be an old bottom for a younger man. I want to see if I can get Dwayne to go to the bar and look for a younger man for me to fuck, as well as someone else for him to fuck. I don't think this is going to last. But as long as it does, I'll carry through. Perhaps this is the final stage for me. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com June 4, 2019

I was in Kirkwall (UK) travelling when someone messaged me in Grindr. We chatted a bit and later I went to his place. He fucked me hard and good but was wrapped... I actively suggested him blasting his load deep inside me raw as he jerk his thick cock. As he was almost cumming, he simply pushed his cock hard and fast into my now gaping hole unwrapped. I took the first load ever! Didn’t felt his cock pulsing, but he said cum was leaking out from my hole. A very hot (and first) experience

Here it is. the second part. As usual, everything is fictional and all resemblance to anyone alive or dead is coincidental. The Slut in the Basement I froze, mid-jerk as the footsteps draw closer and closer. Then i hear a door creaking open and footsteps fading as the door close. Phew. Quietly, I start pulling my clothes where Bubba threw them in the corner and put them back over my sweaty, piss coated body. I was starting to descend the stairs when i heard the door opening from the floor below. Trying my best to be nonchalant I walked down the steps acting like i am a visitor or tanent and just making my way downstairs when i found myself blocked by a huge man. He is a white bull in his 30s. His neck is as thick as his shaved head, leading down to the thickest muscle bull body i have ever seen, a wifebeater stretched over his body made blue-black by tattoos. Below his solid gut, the sleeves of a jumpsuit is tied around his waist. He is holding a mop and a bucket. "Who the fuck are you?" The dude asked, his face in a scrowl. "Uh.... Bubba asked..." "Dammit, Bubba again? That fucking perv" He grunted. He eyed me up and down as if he is inspecting an animal. "So you are the fag he was fucking up there aren't you" "Yea... " I begin to stammer, trying to apologize my way out of it, but he looks so fucking masculine and hot that my cock is rock hard inside my jock. I tried to shift to the right to squeeze past, only to be blocked by his thick arm. "Fuk you aint getting nowhere boy" He growled. With that he pulled me by my shirt down the stairs, his heavy work boots landing on each step with a thud. Eventually we reached the ground floor, but instead of pushing me into the lobby and out of the door, he turned right and pushed open another door and dragged me inside. I find myself in a tiny hallway, dimly light with a bare bulb dangling from the ceiling. In front of me in a wooden staircase. He latched the padlock on the door and roughly pushed me into the basement. The windowless space is dimly lit and dominated by equipment and machinery. There is a bare work bench in the middle. Racks of hardware and cans of cleaning supplies lined the walls. The place smells like a mix of sweat and piss. A worn out recliner sits in a corner, an old laptop perched on a table next to it. On screen, a muscle god is dominating a whimpering bottom. A work shirt that has the name "Todd" sewn on hangs by the cleaning supplies. The man pushed me roughly against the work bench, his thick chest pushing me backwards, his face inches from mine. His manly scent overwhelms me with lust. "Listen up you fucking faggot, i am sick of you and your fag friends coming to play with fucking Bubba and leave a mess for me to clean up. You are gonna pay for that shit. Now strip." "Yes sir...." I said. I stripped in a hurry, leaving only the jockstrap on, while Todd peels off his wifebeater, revealing the body of a muscle bull with a huge gut, massive pecs and massive legs, completely covered in tattoos. Pushing his jump suit to his ankles, he stared at me as i wait on my knees, my cock already leaking precum in my own piss-wet jockstrap. "Get over here and worship me" he said as he strike up a double bicep pose. In a flash i was kissing and licking his massive muscles, moaning as i breathe in his scent. "Fuck yeah, worship your muscle daddy..... fucking lick my pits" he growled as he push my face into his armpits. The musky scent drove me wild. Grabing my head with his beefy calloused hands, he moved my head all over his body, forcing me to give a sensous tongue bath all over his arms, pits and pecs. He groans in satisfaction as i lick his sweaty pits and suck on his fat brown nipples like i was looking for milk. After nursing on them for a good long while, he pushes my head back and i fell on my knees in front of him. "Take my boots off, boy" "Yes daddy" I started working to getting his heavy work boots removed, then pulled the jumpsuit off his legs. In no time he is wearing nothing but his jock, its obscene bulge staring at my face. I pulled my slime covered boner out of my jock and start jerking off at the sight of this muscle bull god, moaning. "You want it bad, dont you faggot" Todd asked in his gruff voice, his tone dripping with sex. "Yes daddy, please let me service you, i promise it would feel good" i practically cooed as Todd strips off his jock to reveal a beer can thick dick and a obscenely massive ball sac that dwarfs his erection. I dove for the dick, savoring the taste of sweat and precum that is already flowing freely. It is not long, about 7 inches, but it is enormously thick, and it fills my mouth as i slurp away. His firm sac is easily the size of a small melon, and i give its smooth surface a thorough tongue bath as Todd groaned and moaned while twisting his nipples. I reached for my pants to retrieve a bottle of poppers and pulled a deep hit before returning to his thick meat, pushing my face deep into his shaved crotch. "Fuuuuck yeah boy, make daddy feel good...." Todd groaned as he hold the sides of my head and start fucking my mouth "Fucking suck my dick faggot boy...." "mmmm mmmm MMM" came my muffled reply Suddenly Todd pulled his dick out of my mouth. With his strong arms, he hooked under my armpits and effortlessly lifted me off my knees and on my feet. He stared at me so intensely I thought i was about to get my ass kicked, so imagine my surprise when he leaned in and start kissing me. His stubble scraped my face as we shared spit and his precum. "Oh daddy..... fuck me" I moaned as we made out while I gently rub his nipples with one hand and stroke his monster cock with the other "Fuck yeah i am gonna breed you boy...." Todd said as he push me towards the work bench and bent me over. I felt his hands spreading my asscheeks, exposing my hole, wet from Bubba's load. "Oh fuck yeah look at that wet boy pussy...." Todd said as i feel his breath on my hole. Without warning, i can feel his wet tongue on it, genetly circling my swollen and senstive cunt. "FUCK eat my hole daddy oh fuck it feels so good" i cried out as Todd push his tongue past my asslips and into my hole. It feels so warm and wet as my hole start loosen up and Bubba's load start getting pushed out. "Yeah show me that sloppy hole... push those loads out for daddy" Todd moans as he punched his tongue into my hole over and over again. He pulls my rock hard boner out from the confines of my jockstrap and stroke it hard as he rims my hole, while i moan incoherently. "Oh fuck please fuck me daddy my hole is so wet for you i need your muscle cock pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee" "turn over boy" Todd commanded and in a flash i am on my back on the workbench. In one swift move he pulled my jock off me and I am naked on the table with my legs up high. "Fuck yeah you ready for my cock boy?" "Yes please fuck me daddy pleaseaAAHHHHHH" I screamed as Todd pushes his thick cock in my hole mid sentence. Even with Bubba's load and plenty of spit, Todd's dick is stretching my hole harder than i have ever felt. It is so thick that it feels like i am getting fucked by a baseball bat. "Oh fuck daddy thats so huge...." I moaned as i feel his cock stretching my hole. "shhh shhh shhh" Todd cooed as he slowly push his cock in. He grabs a rag on the bench, soaks it with my poppers, and push the rag on my nose "Breath in deep boy and take daddy's cock" I took a deep huff from the popper soaked rag and force myself to relax as Todd push his dick deep inside me and in no time it is all the way in. Resting my feet on his massive traps he start slowly fucking my hole, and my cock spring back to life, its hardness slapping on my stomach as his thick fuck stick rub hard against my prostate. "Oh fuck your pussy is so fucking tight... you like my cock inside you boy?" "Yes daddy fuck yeah push that fat muscle dick in me it feels so good fuckme fuckme please..." I moan Soon slow fucking turn to a rough pounding as Todd drives his fat cock deep inside me. It makes me feel so fucking good getting split open by this muscle bull I cant hold out much longer. "Oh fuck daddy I am so close you are making me shoot..." I moaned as i pinch my fat tits with my hands, precum leaking profusely from my bone. "Fuck yeah boy, you like getting pounded by your muscle daddy dont you yeah fucking cum you little muscle bitch...." Todd growled at me, staring at me intently. Then he flex both his arms and I cannot stop staring at his massive muscle and i lost it "Oh fuck i am cumming oh god daddy FUCK FUCK FUCK" I screamed as my hole clench tight against his thick pole and streams of hot cum squirts out of my dick all over my stomach. Todd grabbed my sides and push his cock deep into me, pushing into my prostate and make me shoot even more. "yeah good boy, nut for daddy...." Todd said as he keeps pounding my hole. He scooped my load off my stomach. I can feel him pulling his dick out of my cunt briefly and then pushing back in again. "Yeah Daddy's fucking you with your own nut boy..." He is fucking me with my own cum! I have only ever seen this in porn, and its fucking hot as fuck "Oh fuck yeah fuck my hole, I want your cum in my ass please...." "Yeah boy beg for it, beg for my load" Todd shouted as his pounding harder and harder, the work bench shaking and rattling from the sheer force of fucking. "Please daddy please fill me with your muscle daddy load I want you to breed my boyhole please" I moaned. Despite shooting my third load of the night, my cock stayed rock hard as Todd fuck me relentlessly. "Oh fuck here it come gRRRRRRRRRRRRR" Tod roared like a feral beast as he slam his cock inside me one more time. I can feel his hot juice flowing from his twitching tool, filling my hole with his cum. He pulled out and staggered backward, allowing me to put my legs down and get off the table. Todd is standing there catching his breath, his body glistening in sweat, his cock still hard and throbbing, a string of his cum dripping from the tip. He looks so hot that i am on my knees in a flash, nursing on his dick as he moaned and bucked. "Oh fuck that was hot....good boy... " Todd said as he pull me up on my feet and kissed me deeply, his warm muscle arms around my body. He guided us into his recliner, and cuddled a little while, making out and catching our breath. By then it was beyond late. I glanced at my watch and it is now almost dawn. I scrambled to get dressed and get home, praying i can get a couple hours of sleep before starting my day. "Thanks for the hot fuck daddy..." "Yeah that was fun. Next time when you are in the hood come get some of this dick." He grinned as he unlock the padlock to the door and let me out of the basement.

STEAMWORKS TORONTO -> Sat., Oct. 5/19, 9PM-4:30AM As many of you that I have chatted with know, I was away in Eastern Europe visiting and staying with family along with a brief stay with str8 friends in Munich for Oktoberfest. NO chance of bb sex or any hookups for that matter. I was pretty horned up to go back to Steamworks Toronto because I had a large load to give. Here's a digest of my cruising earlier today. 1. Loads #1-4 - oral, in me. My love there is a long, narrow darkroom at the back of Steamworks Toronto. Once I got settled in my room, clothes put away, jock on and lubed up (and don't forget the complete douching I did at home previously), I was in there fast. The darkroom seemed the same but different. Right from the get-go, the staff turned off the lights in there to make it pitch black. Even better! I couldn't really tell who I was sucking off. A hard cock was presented to me and away I went. Some tasted salty when they blasted in my mouth, others neutral. I did manage to get my regular South Asian's cum (remember the guy with the luminous watch from before?) in my mouth. Even, he remembered me and happy to do so! The 4 loads weren't all in a row, it took some time to get the cum out of them, but all were ready to blow their loads into my mouth fairly soon afterwards. Not too much work to coax loads out of them! 2. Load # 5 - anal, in me. I happened to be in the front gloryhole-fuck horse-slurp ramp area when I noticed a cute university student with glasses on fucking a guy on the fuck horse. He stopped fucking him and moy hole was lubed and widened (thank to the 2 black buttplugs I always have with me in my bb sex travel bag!) and ready. With the other guy still on the fuck horse, I found a corner with my ass up. The young student of Pacific Island descent wasted no time fucking me with his long pencil-like cock. He came in me less than 5 mins. later. We both felt him spurting in me! HOT! 3. Load #6 - oral, in some guy's mouth in the darkroom mentioned in #1. There were a few guys sucking cock in there besides me. A guy beside me was playing with my nipples (which are indeed attached to my cock) and I shot my big load in the cocksucker's mouth. The guy gave a little moan to thank me. He cleaned off my cock (manners pay off, big time!). 4. I did manage to fuck only 1 ass bent over in that darkroom. My dick was swimming around, his ass muscles didn't try to milk my cock of another load. Also, I did rim perhaps 1-2 guys in the darkroom earlier today. For those who chatted with me on BZ, I was very excited but a bit nervous to come back to Steamworks Toronto. I did calm down significantly after the first load was in me. All about nothing, I now think. Time to go again to Steamworks Toronto next Saturday for more bb adventures and loads! OINK!

Only had 1 pierced cock that i know of and boy did i know this one! I was taking loads in the sling at the sauna. I felt something cold and heavy at my hole and my top told me he had a small piercing as he rammed home. The sensation was amazing as he hammered at my hole. When he had finished with my ass and pulled out i could finally see my invader.... im no expert in piercings but this thing was NOT a small piercing! Its was huge!! The cock it was on wasnt bad either. It had obviously torn me up slightly as his ring was covered in pink creamy ass juice - that i of course cleaned up for him I would gladly take another pierced guy!

next chapter about half done

Part 40; I won't lie, as soon as my ankles and wrists became unlocked an image of my boyfriend did flash across my mind. Why? At that poinT in time, I really did not care, and grabbed hold of Friedrich's Leather executioner clad yellow cheek sunken gaunt face, and kissed even deeper than before his sewer stinking throat. My legs instinctively went up and wrapped around his bony back, with my heels pulling him and his bacterial oozing viral bleeding slab of violently t☢️xic Death-Meat deeper into my flopped out soft and wet NEG boy-cunt. I had dreamed of this moment for years, so, if losing my hair (thus, my old identity) is what it took to get this stud to leak his legacy into me, then it was completely worth it! It wasn't a hard fast fuck, it was slow, yet his strokes were firm and solid. He would stop every few minutes for a minute or two to regain his composure. During his times of rest I would feel the rotting toxic Fuck-Weapon to this beautiful AIDS stud pulsate deep inside of my warm and wet insides. They were waiting with excitement to be flooded with his final load of HIGHLY charged Death-seed. 💀I stopped kissing him, pushing his head away from mine several inches so I could look into his eyes. Despite his exhausted tired look in his eyes, he still projected his alpha essence perfectly. He continued his slow yet firm solid strokes with no safety barrier between his BARE dirTy AIDS Stud-Dick heavily dripping with Disease, and my, still, NEG boy-cunt. I continued my look into his eyes ... - Oh fuck YES. I am ready. Flood my guts with your infectious filTh. Give me what I deserve, and what you WANT to give to me. With a lot of effort he stood up right, and withdrew, returning to rubbing his slab of BARE pus oozing, and HIV-Hep C bleeding P☣️Z Death-Meat over and around my sweet, wet and warm velvety NEG prolapse, and once again with his mouth and lips contorting with a depraved lust for a sick and nasTy Death-Fuck. The bleeding on his shaft seemed to be intensifying. He now spoke as he continued rubbing over my flopped out cunt, although I obviously could not understand what he was saying ... - Fuck YES. Got myself a hungry NEG sluT here who craves to have what I have. And you are lucky enough PiG to be getting my multiple strains of Hep C, and several strains of HIV including my med resistant strain, plus my aggressive virulent strain, which given the ideal conditions will be fast acting, and you will be like I am now in no time, courtesy of our good Doctor here. I cannot hold on much longer. I am going back inside your sweet warm cunt now, and within a few short strokes, you will have M☢️RE of what you want. - STOP! Not so fast Friedrich. Sit back down in your wheelchair. Doctor Spike had halted proceedings with my sticky mustached AIDS STUD. He promptly wheeled Igor over to where I lay, took his hospital gown off from the front, then picked him up from his wheelchair, and ordered me to reach out and finish removing his gown, which was dangling from the front of his body as he was being held from behind. I removed it, only to see yet another emaciated body. And it turned me ON! Yet, just like Friedrich, his Death-Dick was raging STIFF to attention. I was more than happy to oblige. Doctor Spike picked him up, and lay him on his back on the floor on a row of cushions for comfort. - Right Charlie, you will sit on Igor's pus oozing Dick, facing him, and ride him very slowly. Before I got to him, Doctor Spike got the tainted scalpel, and made an incision, just like he did a short while earlier. Igor's shaft was now covered in blood. I straddled him, took hold of of his beautiful bloodied Death-Meat, and slowly slid down. His eyes were not focused, and looked in odd directions as he gave groans and grunts of delight of feeling my warm and wet boy-cunt embrace and envelope his bleeding, diseased and throbbing Death-Dick that was more than worthy of such attention. I looked at my hand that had just guided his Dick into me, and, it was covered in his highly toxic fluid. I smeared it over my lips and all over my face like any good little obedient FaG-PiG should. Igor took hold of my waist with his frail pale bony hands, and held onto me softly, as I rocked back and forth. My young firm flesh against his decaying ravaged body in the darkened Medical Chamber were both lit up by the 'Gates of Hell' raging burning flames with an array of demons from behind the flames watching on, including my Master and his 5 fellow Goat-Beat friends 🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🐐, and Sir, who was currently in his demon form. They could not enter unless Doctor Spike requested NATAS to 'open' the 'Gates of Hell'. Igor's grunts and groans increased in their frequency and intensity. I THEN felt a hand push me forward. It was Friedrich. I soon felt him re enter me, swiftly followed by him letting his body completely relax so he was now putting his whole body weight on top of me. He started fucking me again, and I was using all my strength to hold myself up in position. Igor from somewhere summoned some last energy, and began to rock his hips upwards to fuck me too. Heavenly HELL, being double fucked by two wasting and deathly AIDS studs, with both of their pus oozing pieces of SUPER CHARGED pieces of Fuck-Meat bleeding inside of me. Igor's soft grip suddenly tightened, and he gripped onto my waist tightly, with his long unkempt fingernails digging into my skin. He and Friedrich began a dialogue, with the latter breaking the silence; - Oh FUCK, ... YES, this is it. Take what you NEED you nasTy PiG-faGGot. I am almost there. - Friedrich my friend. You are very close by. I can no longer see at all, but, my sense of touch is super heightened, and this NEG sluT I have heard so much about feels firm, soft, ripe, and ready to begin it's journey we have both experienced. I am getting VERY close to busting what I know will be my last ever load. My most toxic and violently venomous one ever. He IS going to get it. - Hey, Igor. My dear friend. Yes, I am here. Our bleeding 🆎 slabs of dirTy diseased Death-Meat sliding over each other, leaking Gono pus, pre cum, blood, most of it virus replicating at an intense rate. I cannot hold it in any longer. Here it comes you nasTy NEG Fuck-PiG. I'm cuuuUUUUUUUhhhhmmmiiiiiiNG *GRUUUNT* 💦💦💀💦💦 - Fuck YES, here comes my filThy legacy too. Oh YEEEEES, you want it, here it is you worthless fag. Where did that come from? Igor's last words were full of powerful and primitive instinctive deaThly desire, and as he uttered his last word he let go of my waist, and grabbed me tightly around my neck as my DP AIDS fuckers grunted like rabid animals, unloading their super charged deadly seed into my accommodating guts. Igor's hands fell from my neck, and Friedrich's body became even heavier, as the both abruptly became silent, and motionless. Had they died? Or, were they still with us and be able to be saved, by someone, or, something?

-Part 5- We were now in his car- I was filled with anticipation for what was to come. I had asked where we were going and was told not to worry about it. The car came to a stop in a parking lot and he said "come on". I did. I was surprised to find us at an ice cream store. He got us both vanilla soft serve and we sat outside. "It's important to eat, never forget that little one. Maybe later I'll take you to dinner. Or maybe we'll be occupied with other activities" he said. And then something taboo happened: we got to know each other. He told me what had led him to here and I told him about me. He was a good guy. It took away a little of the mystery but now I was even more excited to connect with him. maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me. I wondered if this could ever be something real? That terrified me. ______ "Come on in" He said as he opened the door to his place. "My roomate won't be home for a few hours, This will do for an hour or two- until its time" He led me to his room "I'm just subletting till I find my own place, excuse the mess" I looked around and it was pretty barebones: bed, nightstand and a bunch of boxes against the wall. He came up behind me and started kissing my neck. with his hands at my sides he grabbed at the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I turned to face him. he was naked except his jock. When had he stripped? It was hot. "What now?" I asked. "Well- that depends how adventurous you are?" "Try me" "famous last words, little one" And then he pulled me to him, making out fiercely. tongues on tongues. Minutes or years passed and he broke us apart and said "follow me". He led me to the en suite bathroom attached to his room and turned on the full shower. While it warmed he explained "We're out of stuff. Just for the moment- but if you trust me I have a plan to keep you feeling good, hop in the shower" I took off my clothes and he hummed in appreciation. I was never one to feel great about my body but he made me feel sexy. I felt seen. I got under the water and the sensation of the warm water cascading down my body was something else all together. He got in and we made out in the steaming shower. feeling each other and jerking each others cocks to full hardness. He had a bottle of lube in the shower and used it to lube his cock and my ass and bent me over. He started to fuck me nice and slow. I was enjoying this moment so much. As he fucked me he pulled himself into me and forced a whisper in my ear "You ready?" "For what?" "For our next adventure" and with that i felt warmth in my ass at first I was confused. Was he filling me with cum? And then I realized...piss. He was filling me with piss. I'd always harbored a secret fetish for piss so moaned in appreciation. "Good boy. Let me fill you up. This isn't just piss. this is chem piss. You'll be soaring again very soon. do you have any for me?" he asked. grabbing a cup from the ledge. Instinctively I knew to follow orders and fill the cup with my own piss. I did. and handed it back to him. he raised the glass in a cheers motion and then brought it to my lips and had me take a sip. Then he drained the rest. By the time he was done the chem piss was starting to take hold. He slipped out of the shower saying "meet me in the bedroom when your ready" . A few minutes late I met him in the bedroom. Things had changed. The blinds were down. a pleather sheet was on the bed. and the contents of one of the boxes had been upended. It was full of sex toys. A few dildos, butt plugs, poppers, cuffs and restraints. And there he was. Sexy as all fuck in a mask, black leather chaps, and a cock ring. he grabbed my hands and cuffed them in a leather cuff. Then forced a black mesh jockstrap on me with a comment that "My dick wasn't necessary right now" He kneeled me on the bed and entered me. Fucking me hard. both of us flying high on the chempiss. So many positions, toys, moment of sweat and sex flashed before my eyes. High on chempiss and poppers, two hours passed effortlessly. I had just relaxed into a post orgasm moment. Content with his cum in my hole when the phone rang. "Yeah?" he answered. A few quick exchanges. Then he hung up. "Okay, little one. It's time." Lets get cleaned up and out the door. Within minutes we were on the road once more. Where to now? I had stopped caring and just trusted I'd get to where I needed to be. End part 5

PART 4 He got a look in his eye that I craved. Carnal. He told me to lie back and I obeyed. He lay on top of me and we started to make out fiercely. His hands roamed my body past my cock which was not erect and to my hole. the second I felt him at my ass I knew I needed it. I craved it. He knew what I needed and well and pushed his fingers in. My ass was ready for it and more. he fingered me and I greedily took it all while enjoying every heightened sensation. He moved around and his beautiful hard cock was in my mouth. I got him nice and wet, then he turned me over onto my stomach with force, pulled my ass up and shoved his prick in my awaiting hole. It was heaven. I was luxuriating in the feel of his rough fuck. The next hour flashed by in hot moment of other worldly pleasure. Flesh. Cock. Hole. Cum. It felt like moments, it felt like a lifetime. I felt so connected to this man who had opened my world. Around halfway through the second hour he said the sexiest thing: He asked, holding up the syringe "are you ready for more?". "Yes" He set to work prepping round two and then tied off my arm again, I was transfixed on the process this time. I felt connected to the rig as it flashed, loved the slow urgency with which he emptied the contents into my vein. Again a mischievous grin crossed his face "A bit more this time." he untied the tourniquet and said simply "Enjoy, pig" My ears started ringing. I couldn't breath. A cough- the feeling of complete freedom, horniness and pleasure overtook me. I touched myself all over. I was right next to him. touching my cock and staring at his needle like it was porn. Watching him slam was better than any of the slam videos I'd seen. It made me hot all over to see his blood register and I undid his tourniquet. He coughed and as soon as that cleared grabbed me and we kissed as if it was the only thing in the world, because for us it was. Passion like I'd never experienced, we quickly moved through what had up til then been in my repetoir and started to play with new things. Hours passed in a frenzied, naked, carnal moment. Things started to calm down a little and I came back into my body enough to realize the time. Shit- My room mate would be home from work soon. I had to end this, had to get him out. She couldn't see me like this, she couldn't know. But... I wasn't ready to be done. The thought alone filled me with yearning. I had just been set free by this gorgeous man with his taut body and beautiful ways. I told him my room mate would be home soon and he'd have to go. As if sensing my hesitation he said "Do you want me to go?" "No, but..." "Do you want to go with me?" "Go with you to where?" He reached out his hand "Do you want to go with me?" he asked with more authority. Less question and more command. I was a smart guy I thought through the possibilities of where this could go. I knew I should have said no. I knew I was in over my head already and too much adventure for one day... who knew what would happen. But in spit of all this rational thought... "Yes." "Yes, what?" "I want to go with you... sir" End part 4 Two more parts to go for this particular story

This story is not true but inspired by a comic I found online. Enjoy. Having just turned 18, I was not going to go trick or treating on my block except Mr. Kleberger, my neighbor, asked me to walk with his twin sons who were probably 7 or 8 at the time. I was in high school, so I wasn't even going to dress up, but my mom said I had to help him and I begrudgingly agreed (plus he was going to pay me and college would be expensive). Since it was last minute, I didnt have a costume and i was secretly relieved that i wouldnt be in danger of having to wear something embarassing on the off chance that i might see someone from ould wear a costume he had and you can imagine my face when I arrived after school and the costume choices were either a toga with some leather arm bands and boots or a Scottish wedding tux complete with kilt. The kilt was too big for me to wear, so I wore the toga and he wore the kilt/tux, while the boys wore Superman and batman costumes. Mr. Kleberger told me his wife was visiting some friends in another state that weekend and it would just be us for the evening, which I heard through a fog that clouded my brain power, brought on by the view of my neighbor and his hot former army ranger body and perfect pink cock. I must have been staring because he volunteered that the kilt was what he wore in his wedding and underwear was never worn between a kilt and a cock. I had a hard time trying to keep my own dick from tenting the toga, which made him notice that you could easily see my boxer briefs under the thin white material. At his urging, I agreed to see if something of his would fit me and not show through as much, but I was flabbergasted by his nonchalant lifting of the costume and tugging down my undies, which made me shoot to full mast while he kept the toga up with a haND and used his other hand to rifle thru his underwear drawer, a prolific collection of briefs, thongs and bikinis in every material and color under the sun. Despite the goal of keeping the underwear from showing beneath the toga, he produced a few bikinis in red, blue and green and helped me try on each one, fondling my package each time as he stood behind me so we could get a good look in the mirror. Next came some more logical options in the form of a few white and flesh colored thongs, and with those he began using his fingers to also lightly work my cheeks and butthole "so the thong lies str8 along the butt crack." Obviously there was more than just the fit causing his handy work, but my naive brain ignored any sexual interest possibly occurring since he was married to a woman. I loved the look of the thongs but he still wasn't satisfied until a lightning dawned on him and he dashed into his office and returned with a package from some online underwear store, newly acquired by him just in time to produce the perfect solution to my toga's dilemma, a white g-string made of the silkiest softest white mesh i'd ever seen or felt. Amazingly fortuitous that he happened to order the new mesh number a few weeks earlier and had yet to open them up. When I bent over to pull the undies up my legs, I felt the soft woolly texture of the kilt pressing against my thighs and smooth butt cheeks, but there was something odd about how it was pressing into me. Somehow the kilt was not hanging down in a normal fashion, but seemed to be wedging itself into the space under my balls and butt. As I finished pulling them up, Mr. K adjusted the kilt so that it slid open and I gasped because all that was left between my thighs, tickling the underside of my balls, was his semi hard dick. He pulled my hips in and lifted the toga up under my arms so his cock was thrusting ever so slowly into the tight envelope between my legs and testicles, whole his fingers adjusted and caressed my desperately hard dick, as it leaked precum through the mesh like a waterfall. "Don't worry about that," I recall him assuring me that it was normal to get excited by the smooth fabrics and no reason to be ashamed of what was just our normal physical response, according to the man whose cock was now dragging across my asshole with each slow movement along my crack. I can't remember exactly how I reacted to his assurances but I am guessing what I thought was a non commital shrug was probably a shudder of ecstacy accompanied by a list full moan. The doorbell rang and Mr. Kleberger was instantly unhooked from where his dick had been working up my ass crack, and I watched in what seemed like slow motion as his dick disappearedunder the kilt with a long string of precum connecting the head, now a much more red shade than the soft pink it had been when it was soft, to a spot hidden somewhere around the point at which the cock pouch met the string on the undies I was wearing. Somehow he managed to press his hard on up against his waist where it could not be detected , then recovered it all with the plaid skirt and headed to answer the trick or treaters at his front door. By the time I got my dick to go down, and readjusted my toga to where you could only barely see that I was still at half mast, another load of trick or treaters had come and gone and the boys were desperate to get going and get some candy. Mr. Kleberger told me that he would stay at the house to answer the door, and asked me me to take the boys through the neighborhood, but not to go past the two streets on either side of our street, and a suggestion that we stop at the house in between the two halves to get defrosted before headin out again. (This was colorado in late october, and the rule was snow always fell on halloween and then it was warm again til December.) I was still obsessing about how hot it had been getting to feel Mr. K's big dick under my sack as we hit the first two streets so the cold was a godsend, keeping my dick from getting fully hard while we were outside. When we stopped to warm up at the house, both boys ran to the kitchen to have somw hot cider their dad had made for us, and while they drank and looked at their loot so far, Mr. Kleberger commented that I must be freezing in my thin costume and pulled me against him to warm up, whispering that he added something extra to my drink and his own, if I thought I could handle the effects. The idea that he was not only touching me again, but bending the rules and letting me have some liquor (I assume it was liquor altho looking back I can't be sure it wasn't ghb or something similar), all added up to the insinuation that in his mind, I was classified as a man, not some little boy. My dick was hard again, and the effects of the drink kept me from noticing that he was still holding me, despite my temperature returning to normal and even beginbing to spike since he was now behind me again, trapping me between his hips and the kitchen counter as he molested my crotch and chest, humored his somehow uncovered cock closer to my hole, and kept me from putting down my glass until I finished the drink, then giving me his drink and telling me to go ahead, since I seemed to like it so much. My head was swimming slightly as another doorbell ring broke us from our entanglement and Mr. K told us to head back out but to hurry back so we could go to a few houses in the other part of the neighborhood that belonged to some pepole he knew before he revealed a surprise for the boys. The mere mention of the surprise had the boys sprinting from house to house, which was not as easy for me to keep up with, now that i was drunkish or under the influence of whatever he put in the drinks, and the even more powerful influence of his sexuality. It took us less than half the time to finish the two long streets and return to the house, where Mr. K waved us inside where he was on the phone with someone, telling them that we would be over in a few minutes. He told the boys to get in his truck but explained that they needed to leave the front seat for me and the surprise, at which point he pointed to a duffle bag by the door to the garage. Both boys hoped up and ran, with candy bags in tow, straight to the truck. I turned to follow, stopping when I felt his hand grip my shoulder. Turning back to face the man who had me semi hard already, I felt my dick go back to fully erect as he stepped close and handed me a shot glass filled with a slight blue liquid, indicating I should drink it fast, while his hand squeezed my dick and he leaned in to whisper. Amazingly he was not saying anything particularly erotic but rather just describing how he had called my parents and ask them if it was okay that I stay the night in order to help him get some stuff finished for work. He asked me if I was okay with that and I nodded feeling the gross soapy tasting stuff in the shot glass hit me almost as soon as it went down my throat. I must have made a face that told him how gross it tasted because he laughed and simply told me that it was well worth it once it took full effect. Sure enough I could barely it sit up straight in the car all the way to the home of one of his co-workers where The Boys trick or treated he chatted with a very attractive older man and his wife. From there we went to another house owned by his boss, a tall dark haired man who was easily twice as wide in the shoulders as I was. The boys had some hot cocoa with the boss's housekeeper while Mr. K introduced me to Mario. The fluid in the shot glass was in full effect by now and without thinking I managed to spurt out loud something that sounded essentially as though I found him incredibly attractive though not nearly that eloquent. Because of the effects of the blue goo, I don't remember exactly what it was I said although I'm pretty sure somewhere in the sentence were the words f*** your hot. Both men laughed as I turned a deep shade of red, immediately realizing how awful it could have been if they hadn't found it humorous. Luckily they seemed to have a very similar sense of irony and humor as the man who I learned at some point in the conversation was of Italian descent, proceeded to reach out and put his arm around me pulling me in next to him and reaching down once he was sure the boys could not see and taking a handful of my ass under the toga even going so far as slipping one finger into my ass crack and wiggling it against my tight asshole. By this point in the evening I was less inhibited but I still gasped at his touch which got another big laugh out of both he and Mr. Kleberger. I had a feeling from the snake shaped bulge working down his right trouser leg that we could have done a lot more than just getting handsy but the boys re entered the room at that point so we said goodbye and we're back in the car. The last stop was the home of some of the boy's classmates which is where Mr. Kleberger told us all what the surprise was. He opened up a duffle bag he had brought from the house and inside were some of the boys' pajamas and street clothes and two sleeping bags. Both boys got really excited as their dad explained that they were going to spend the night with their friends and he would pick then up in the morning. He walked them to the door and returned to the car and explained that he still needed my help answering the door if any trick or treaters came by while he made a few calls for work, and perhaps we could watch a scary movie or something like that when he finished if I could still hang out for the night. I agreed with a nod and we made small talk on the 5 minute drive back to his house which I heard very little of due to his hand stroking my thigh and getting closer and closer to my cock with each rub until he was able to run my groin without any pretense. We pulled into the garage and he lifted the toga material and gave my dick a few strokes through the mesh undies as I moaned, then covered me up and told me to follow him inside. Instead of heading to the living room which was right next to the front door, he headed down the steps just inside the garage door to the ground level basement where a small bathroom and a spare bedroom were all located. "I figured you might like to watch a movie on the big screen and relax on the Murphy bed in here," he explained while pullin a Murphy bed down from where it was on the wall. He told me to get comfy and asked if I wanted to watch TV or a film he thought I would enjoy, which got a shrug from me, so he smiled and walked to the dvd player and inserted a disk that he pulled from a pocket on his coat, which I'd seen him take from his boss before we left. He handed me the remote and said he would be back in a few once he finished his calls, but that this disc had some videos I would like. As he went upstairs to make the calls, I felt deflated hoping to get to play with him some more, but I decided to wait to see what happened once he was done with his calls and played the first clip on the dvd. The screen lit up with a scene featuring a man in a mask stalking a half naked man though a warehouse, bUT before they could build any tension it cut ahead to where the masked man caught the other man and proceeded to hold him down and tear off his shorts and rape the guy. I was shocked that this seemed to be just a rape scene from some movie, and while you couldnt see exactly what was going on, the nudity and movements left little to the imagination. This must have been a mistake I thought but I didn't want Mr. K to find out so I turned the volume down and played the next scene on the disc. This was yet another sex scene, this one featuring two men having sex with a woman, and again the scene showed enough nudity and implied penetration that I was hard as nails and jerking my dick slowly while I watched. The three or four scenes after that one confirmed that these were each sex scenes from movies so I began flipping through them at 2x speed to see as many penis and butts as I could! That's when I got to a scene that was suddenly very different, obviously shot on a camcorder by an amateur camera man. This scene showed the couple we met earlier in the evening in their bedroom as they began undressing and fucking around. I could hardly believe my eyes. I skipped to the next scene and again it was the couple from earlier but now the wife was getting tag teamed by her husband and another man who seemed familiar. Once I got a good look at him I realized it was Mario! The scene was short but had my mind spinning. I laid down to keep from passing out and started the next scene. The screen showed a different bedroom now and on the bed was a gorgeous guy who couldn't have been too much older than me, but was muscle-bound and hot as fuck, wearing just a tight pair of red briefs. The camera operator reached out and groped the boy on the bed, and then set down the camera on a table and came into the shot. It was mario again! Mario told the young man to lose the briefs and turn over before he took off the briefs he had on and began jerking his big cock. I couldn't help but play with my butthole and cock as he first fingered then licked and finally fucked the guy without a condom on. My eyes were glued to the images and I was so focused on their sex that I didn't realize that I could no longer hear Mr. Kleberger on thr phone. It wasn't until I heard his feet coming down the stairs that I began to scramble to change the scene and just turned it to one of the str8 sex scenes when the door opened and Mr. Kleberger walked in carrying some bottles under his arm and the bowl of candy. He smiled and asked if I liked the movie scenes and I told him I did, very much. He made me a drink with the bottles and sat next to me on the bed, lettin me know he had shut off the outside light since we were probably done getting trick or treaters anyway. We sipped our drinks and he asked if he could show me a film on the disk he enjoyed, I nodded and he selected a title from the menu that appeared to be the whole movie which disappointed me until he told me it was about a young man who worked as a prostitute and got into some very bizarre situations. Sure enough less than 5 minutes in there was a scene where the guy was dressing up in woman's clothes and had to jack off for a man, and two seconds later another scene where an older woman hired him and 3 others to gang bang her. Mr. K removed his shirt, since it was so warm and when he sat down he did so behind me and pulled me back so I was between his legs with his arms around me as he leaned against the pillows and headboard. The kilt had ridden up as I scooted back and I could feel his throbbing cock as he very slowly and subtly rubbed it against my butt. He asked me if I had ever smoked weed and I admitted I had smoked with a friend, but i made the single hit from my friend's pipe sound like I had smoked a dozen times. Mr. K produced a joint from some unknown location and while i was scarred to do dtugs, i didnt wamt to stop the fun so i took a big hit when he handed it ti me, followed by coughing a lot while he chuckled and patted my back. He showed me how to shotgun a hit then, and after the first shotgun, he kissed me and each time after that we made out more and moee until the joint was done, and we were making out in earnest. Meanwhile he had one hand untying the belt on the toga while his other hand was working it up my thighs and pulling it up to take it off. My hips lifted up off the bed so he could get the toga further up and when I sat back down he pulled me in closer and his dick was now firmly between my cheeks and pumped every so often, playing with my hole and poking my balls from below each time he pushed. He spoke softly about the movie, telling me he always wanted to meet someone like the boy in the film, and asking me if I would ever do stuff like that for the right price. I was drunk by then and agreeing to everything he was saying, so I think he knew I wouldn't object when he moved us to the side of the bed, pulling me down to my knees and removing his kilt entirely before telling me to open my mouth. This wasn't the first dick I had sucked which must have been apparent because he was pleased and very complimentary about the fact I was deep throating his big pink cock and had no trouble choking even when he was going fast. Before too long he told me he was getting close and he had another thing he wanted to try. Pulling me back to my feet, he spun me around and pushed me back on to the bed, then peeled the undies off my dripping dick and began sucking my cock and licking my balls and ass. I was already leaking pre cum and moaning like crazy so he must have decided to just go for broke, because when I couldnt feel his tongue on me and opened my eyes, he was lubing his dick with something from his nightstand and pulling my hips to the edge of the bed. I told him I wasn't sure if I could handle getting fucked and he laughed, tellin me he had no intention of fucking me, he just wanted to see if he could get the tip in me since I was so tight. I asked if he should put on a condom, but he insisted that we weren't actually going to fuck so there was no need for anything like that. My drunk horny ass was in no position to disagree, literally, so I let him fold back my legs and put the cool slick stuff he had been using on his dick on my hole with his fingers, inserting one then two and working them in and out while I grimaced and held my breath. He kissed me and told me to relax, reaching over and pulling a pipe from the pocket of his discarded pants and heated the pipe from below, which I had not scene anyone do before. He shot gunned some hits to me again and suddenly I was hornier than I had ever been and feeling much less drunk, although the high was clouding my judgement enough that I felt even less resistant to his fingers. He lit the pipe for me and made me take 6 big hit's in a row, and I was surprised at how easily I took them compared to the joint. When I was done with hit number six he set the pipe down and moved back between my legs, but this time he went ahead and worked his cock up between my cheeks until the head was pressing harder and harder against it. He leaned in, pushing my legs further back until my knees were next to my ears so he could kiss me. Thats when he thrust his hips forward fast and burst through my sphincter until half his cock was speared into my hole and I screamed into his mouth while we kissed. He told me to breath and covered my mouth, which seemed counter intuitive, then he kept pushing forward while I squealed and groaned until I felt his hips flat against my ass cheeks, which were spread to where I felt they might rip open and leave me split right down the middle. He removed his hand and told me to take a minute and get used to his dick, and I told him to take it out, but he said it was too late for that now. I tried to convince him that it was too big but he kept reminding me that he was already all the way in. I even tried to ask again that he put on a condom, and he said he would once I was used to his size, since it would hurt too much to take his cock out now and put it back in. He then slowly worked it in back and forth bit by bit, which made me shut up and squeal some more which only made him enjoy it more. Within a few minutes he was working it in and out 4 or 5 inches at a time and as he had told me, my ass was starting to relax and accept it, and my dick, which had deflated during the initial pain, was making a come back with each slide of his meat across my prostate. We took some more hits from the pipe and sure enough I began to enjoy his fuck. "I knew you were going to take this dick, you little whore," he said as he built up speed. "I could tell you were begging for it the moment we moved in back when you were just a kid. You had that look on your face that says 'make me take your raw dick and I will be a cumslut for life!' I just didn't think I would want your ass so bad once you grew up, but I can't help it, your butt is like a bubble I have been wanting to pop since it grew in." I should have been offended but it turned me on knowing he was watching me and wanting me. He continued to tell me how much he had dreamed of raping my butt and turning me into a plaything, how he had ordered the underwear specifically for me to wear and planned our costumes so he could fuck my ass, even if he'd had to get me wasted and do it once I passed out. Somewhere in his furious fuck, I remembered we were fucking sans rubber, and for the third time that night I brought it up, which made hI'm cover my mouth and tell me to forget the condom, cause he was about to breed my boy butt and that was the last thing he wanted to hear about it. I might have argued except he grabbed my cock and jerked me with gusto as he neared his own orgasm. Bring a teen boy, the stimulation of his hand on my dick and his cock in my ass was too much and with his command that I "shoot that boy whore load!" I did just that, spraying us both up to our faces, just in time for his dick to ram further than it had reached yet that night and unload spasm after spasm of hot cum deep in the darkness of my butt. Since that night, we played a lot of times, often with his boss or the other man from his office, and even once with some boys from my school, but I still get hard on halloween remembering the trick he played and what a treat it was!

The night started out slow and only the usual old trolls were about, waiting for the better catches to grow tired and desperate; wise, really, after a few hours of the twinks and classically beautiful all waiting for "Mr Perfect" they'd all be seen discretely in a corner, or a room, eyes closed as they dream they're fucking some hunk when really they're dipping their junk in a cesspool of who knows what with some average, older bloke. I was looking for something else. He walked in. Short, medium dark hair and black eyes. Almost slinking. Into the darkroom, just where I wanted him. Sure enough, some of the regulars followed, and I knew what would happen...a velvet, young ass full of unknown, undetectable, maybe poz or even neg spunk. At least until I got there; when I walked in, sure enough. Slapping, moaning, this guy was there for one reason. No need to rush, I could bide my time; and soon enough it came. And it would have; I was leaking enough to pass anything on without cumming but it was getting late and I figured, well, now's the time. I moved over, and... A flashlight appeared. The attendant entered. Some idiot had lost their keys. Short, medium dark hair and black eyes got spooked - happy to take any stranger's cum but not if he could be "seen". It's a cliche but he was a deer, or just another piece of meat, and there were headlights. The ire welled up within me and I truly wanted to do the attendant and the fool looking for their now found keys, but even here there's a code I don't break - and besides they'd know who it was. Saved by the lost keys. But there'll be next time. I'm sure. [The above is fiction - but we know that, right?]

"Do you forsee a time when BB becomes the norm again?" You mean it isn't and hasn't always been? Since when? Typical, why did no fucker tell me? Hmmm. Maybe they've been trying and I was too getting my raw cunt bb fucked and bred to notice 🤔 😂

The pierced guy I mentioned slow-fucked me for almost two hours (I realised afterwards, couldn't believe it myself but it's true). His bottom mate watched for a while and then disappeared from the room. Tbh I don't remember most of it. It was the first time I -knowingly- took an X pill (at his suggestion). I can remember I was in a dreamlike state and horny as fuck. I DO remember I had problems sitting down for almost a week which had never happened to me before.

I had one guy with a very large gage P A fuck me. His P A was really ramming against my prostate. We fucked for a long time. At first, the feeling was great. But after about 15 minutes of fucking, my prostate began to get tender and it became painful. He agreed to take it out and continued to fuck me till he came. My prostate felt sore for about 3 days after the fuck. I was asking my urologist about it? He said my prostate was slightly enlarged and as such might feel very tender. He said that a cock hitting it in a direct way would cause bruising and pain. I've kind of been frightened to try getting fucked by a P A again.

Friday night - 3 hr fuck fest with PIG Brother. Stripped, fed him a Cialis, slapped me a couple times. Then I tied him to the bed and licked him all over, especially his pits - that's my fetish - and in all the spots I know get him hard. Climbed down on his cock, fed him a few hits of poppers and rode his cock hard and fast, slapping his chest as I rode. Untied his hands, flipped me over and blasted load #1 into me doggy style. Rested. I tongue his turn on spots again, sucked him hard. Fed me load #2. Let some of it drip down my chin and then snowballed his load. Rested. Gave him a 30 mins ass eating, was a little dirty - I like them that way - had him moaning and squirming like crazy. Flipped him over, stroked his cock while we mad out. Then on my side getting plowed hard again until load #3 was blasted in my hole too. Love that I can always count on him for 3 loads.

I assume this excludes blowjobs prior to getting fucked. Two weeks ago in my hotel while on vacation. He actually had planned to fuck but when I was blowing him he (too) quickly got to the point of no return. Tried to stop but blew his load half in my mouth and half on my face. Couldn't get hard again so that was it.

Thursday night I made plans with an older hot top. He had been messaging me for weeks and weeks wanting to hook up. Timing hadn't been right but finally this night it was. He arrived about 10:30 pm. Beautiful body and nicely hung with uber sensitive balls. Not a great kisser at all but I concentrated on his dick going into my ass and he did not disappoint. He put me on my tummy and teased my well lubed hole for a good long time. It's the best way to get me super horny. He then mounted me from behind and fucked me good and deep. After lots of fucking I got him on his back and I sucked his balls and cock and he was loving it. I eventually sucked him off and he loved it. Very vocal guy. His cum was damn tasty. Great body, awesome dick and balls. So lucky I am. He left about 11:30 pm but I was still horny. I answer a message from this hot hung furry bear on Growlr. We have fucked a few times before. It's almost 12 and I invite him over. He's gonna eat my hole and kiss me and fuck me a little while and cum in me like past fucks we have had. Well he was horned up and he did all of those things but he couldn't cum so we ended up fucking for well over an hour and then he jerked off a huge load all over my tummy. So damn hot but I wanted all that cum in my ass. Dammit. Friday night was a partial repeat from Thursday night. The hot furry hung bear that fucked me the night before wanted another round with me. I wondered if I should find a new ass fucker but I had a hellova time last night I figured I needed more bear time. He is a hot sexy furry fucker. He put me on my back and held my legs up and pressed his cock into my asshole and I was so horned up it almost slid in without any hesitation. Totally turned on and horny. This time he fucked me for 20 minutes and blasted his huge load deep in my ass. No swimmers went to waste.

This morning I got a message from the South Indian guy. Totally hot dick. Great kisser. Lean sexy body with a hairy chest. He invited me over for an early morning romp. I kissed him and we snuggled a while and then I sucked his hard bone and then mounted it. After a few minutes he put me on my tummy and slid in from behind and fucked a big hot load into me. Was home by 10am. Tonight my regular fuckbud came by and came twice in my ass. Always hard and horned to breed this guy is. We've been fucking for a few years now. My ass is sore.

Went to a sex party 2 weeks ago. First guy to fuck me had a really huge PA. With plenty of lube and poppers, he worked it in me and his beautiful big cock followed nicely. The “irritation” and “discomfort” I felt in my hole—both rubbing over my butt nut and way, way deep—was awesome and caused my hole to make a slick, natural lube. So much so that, even though he didn’t cum in me, the next guy to fuck me commented on how wet my hole was and that I must have a big load in me. Love the feeling of a PA in me.

Overalls are good, too, with no shirt. Guys can reach in, play with my nipples, or reach all the way down and find my lubed up, loose hold. And they can easily be pulled down so I can get fucked in a restroom or a parking lot.

You should not hold his wedding ring to extort him for more sex. He almost certainly would not be into it the way he was the first time and you would likely be unhappy with the result. I would instead recommend texting him to let him know he has left his ring and is welcome to return for it at any time - without mentioning further play. That way you stand a stronger chance of leaving a positive impression with him as a guy he can trust for a discreet fuck.

PREQUEL to part 41; Doctor Spike seem to go into crisis mode, yet he remained calm and methodical even within his sense of urgency. - NATAS, power down the Gates to Hell, and unlock the Chamber door. - Powering down Gates to Hell, and unlocking Chamber door. The flames disappeared, with the bright lights of the Medical Chamber returning. The door clicked and opened slightly. He in a heartbeat went to his lab area, and returned with three syringes. The first two were given to Igor & Friedrich. As soon as the solution went in, their motionless bodies began to move and I could see that they were breathing once again. Friedrich was hauled off of me, and lay down on the floor side by side with Igor. I was instructed in a firm manner to lie flat on the floor, where I received the third syringe. Doctor Spike opened my cannula. - What are you giving me Doctor?- This is no time for questions Charlie. You are to lay exactly where you are, and don't move. Understood. - Okay. In went my solution, and he rushed out of the slightly ajar door. I knew exactly what he had given me. I recognised this feeling ~ Meth! Well, there is no way I could now stay in the position I was ordered to; I was flying, and HORNY, with a cunt full of incubating death-seed! Where had the Doctor gone to, and, would I behave and stay still?

Part 37; Having spent several minutes running his fingers through my Golden pride and joy, Doctor Stanis left me and went to check on the machine that was testing my blood. Immediately prior to giving me my Gono shot in my room, he also took some of my blood for testing. He once again addressed the central 'Medical Chamber' computer; - NATAS, commence 'Hypno'- Commencing Hypno. The Doctor came back over to where I lay, paralysed, and locked down. He again picked up the hair clippers, switched them on, AND .... .... He began to shave off my beautiful thick curly Golden locks of hair. A physical feature that I strongly felt glued my identity together. Although still feeling detached, my deep inner subconscious was crying at the old Charlie slipping away, as I was being shaped into a new entity. I could very much sense each lock of hair hitting the ground as I watched Friedrich & Igor's heavily tainted blood directly, yet slowly, enter my bloodstream from the IV bag. I was beginning to be able to feel my body again on some levels, and I could now feel my arm burning up as my body very quickly realised that what was entering me was nasTy t☢️xic filth, and I was now completely defenseless to do anything about it. As my current identity of curls fell to the floor the computer NATAS fired up 'Hypno', and suddenly the ceiling and all four walls lit up as screen projectors, and a constant stream of images flashed up in very quick non stop succession, dominating the entire chamber. I was now being very cleverly hypnotized with these strong images, along with sounds of deep, hard, and dark underground tribal beats which seemed to find a way to be in synch with my heartbeat. The constant strong striking images that were repeating in no particular order, were of nasTy 🐷 PiG-faGGot 💦 SEX; Cum facials, cum swallowing, deep-throating, gagging, glory-holes, fisting, punch fisting, pissing on and in, armpit licking, body rubbing, plenty of Cock-sucking & Cum squirting onto eager tongues, being pinned down during animalistic fucking, blood and meth slamming. Fucking until completion with ZERO pulling out, including multiple scenes of conversion orgies, intense Bondage and electro play, and much MUCH more. Images of Bio-hazard and many varying symbols representing EVIL and depravity along with the above were also making their way deep into my subconscious. All this with a whole array of Men ranging from twinks, bears, wasting studs, daddies, skinny, all either nude, in leather, rubber, or official uniforms. In essence, I was being brainwashed to fully accept what it means to be a nasTy PiG-faGGot cum-dump!! The only image that wasn't shown was, the redundant condom! Nothing would be coming in between becoming infecTed! ☢️💀 After what seemed like an eternity the electric hair clippers powered off, and were placed onto one of the nearby stainless steel tables. My hair was GONE! ✂️😢 In one swift motion the Doctor put the hair clippers down only to pick up a plastic dental cheek retractor which in a very short moment was in my mouth, keeping it forced open. To the opposite side of my toxic IV drip was a small steel bucket hanging on another IV pole with my Master's oily, Deep-Green pungent smelling, toxic demon DNA. A catheter that was attached to the bottom of the bucket was promptly put in my mouth towards the back of my tongue, a clip was released which allowed my Master's rotten demon cum to re-enter me, this time at a much slower rate, and this time down my throat. Not all of it went down my throat immediately, slowly building up in volume inside of my mouth until after several minutes it was overflowing down over my chin, then onto my chest and abs. 👹🐐💦💦💦 I was being heavily contaminated with dirTy rotten filTh; Inside & Out! The Doctor attended to Friedrich & Igor, now that their blood bags were full. With his back to me I watched his fins flare out longer, with his skin turning a dark brown colour with a scaly appearance. He turned around holding the blood bags, and with my own eyes I saw that he had now transformed from head to toe as a fully fledged demon-lizard. 👹🦎 The highly t☢️xic blood bags went into storage, and he then approached me, standing in between my spread wide restrained legs and flopped out cunt. - Well well well, look at you with your hair all gone. Bit by bit your innocence deserts you Charlie. I have been watching you for years, knowing of your deep dark dirTy secret of your strong desire to become p☣️z. You should always be careful of what you wish for, because, I am going to make sure you get what you crave, and a whole lot more! Despite his new demonic appearance, my gaze was diverted to his bulge. He was still wearing his white trousers, yet where his Dick would be was a trouser ripping bulge from underneath the white fabric at such a tight force that silver spikes were poking through. What on earth were they? I was about to find out. - Aaaaahhhh, I see you are eager for your examination to continue, Charlie. He took his trousers off to reveal his dark brown scaly legs, and a very unusual Dick between them. He wasn't nearly as big as my Master's thick slippery EEL Dick. He was about quarter of the girth, and half the length (so half way down his thigh). It was also jet black, but was a dull black, and it was solid like wood, not slippery like my Master's. And those silver spikes? They ran down his entire shaft in a spiral pattern from tip to base. I thought, that is no way going inside me, he would rip me to shreds! He took my flopped out cunt, and FFisted it back inside, then, placed the tip of his spiked demon death-shaft at my gaping swollen cunt lips. I knew what was about to come, and it was going to be super painful! I took my focus away from him, or whatever the hell he was, and let myself fall deeper into a hypnotic trance, focusing in on the nasTy piGGy SEX images, and their corresponding deep hard sounds of dark underground tribal beats.

With respect, the words from your mouth are those above. By their plain language, they convey the opinion that every person who takes anon loads is a sociopath. If this was not your intent, I invite you to rephrase; otherwise I stand by my common-sense rebuttal, as you are clearly incorrect.

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.”

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You know what fun is being naked except for the chain & leash around your neck walking at Folsom Street Fair with cum running down your legs. Having the Master you are serving stop and let someone fuck while people are watching as after they cum in me I clean that dick off with my mouth.

I finally had time to visit Amsterdam's Meat Market party at Club Church again. Although i have been fucking bare for a long time now, I never had a chance to visit Meat Market (MM) again since i always have to work when that party is on. Meat Market is a party comparable to Fickstutenmarkt where tops can fuck all the bottoms they want, and the blindfolded bottoms are never allowed to refuse a top. If you wear a red hood, you are allowed to be fucked bareback, if you wear a white hood you can only be fucked safe. And this was my first time going bare. For some reason I am always super nervous at the start of a party. Mainly, I think, is that I am afraid that i am not clean. I live an hour away from Amsterdam and although I was clean when i left, the nerves pushed some 'enemies' in my fuck hole. But fortunately i came fully prepared with a douche and a big 23cm dildo to clean out the last enemies. Right before the party started my dildo and I gave myself the 'all clear' and I was good to go! I was placed at the corner of a fuck bench with my ass up and then the wait began. I could hear footsteps approaching me and the first guy next to me got fucked mercilessly. Soon a guy approached me and pushed me over and he immediately started aiming for my hole. His dick was a nice size but not gigantic, so a nice one to open my hole with. He fucked me for a couple of minutes before slapping my ass and left. A second cock filled me up almost immediately afterwards. His cock pushed against my blatter quite hard and because of the nerves, even though they were fading away, i needed to take a piss. I went to the restrooms and when i was done some hot guy helped me getting back to the benches. My spot was taken so he literally put me in the corner where in the darkness i could find a bench too. Within seconds a new guy showed up and fucked me quickly but very hard. He left and his spot was taken by two undeniably American guys. Because my nerves were finally gone, my thick dick had finally awoken and i was stroking it. "Oh my God! Look at this whore's fat cock, babe! You wanna fuck him first?" one of the two exclaimed. Before I could say something, i was bent forward and had the guys dick in my mouth and immediately felt a terrible pain in my ass... His boyfriend started fucking me with a condom... Damn it! I am not only mentally allergic to condoms, but also psychically. My hole starts to burn like hell when a guy starts fucking me with a condom. Like you rub salt in it. I can only compare the feeling as being similar to getting cum in your eye. That hurts like hell too. I said to him: I am so sorry, but I am not wearing red for nothing I am allergic to rubber and it hurts so much! He kept fucking but the feeling was too painful so i got back up and said: sorry: bare or nothing. I knew i had broken the rules but fortunately they were kind enough to accept my apology and said that they normally fucked bare too, but...'It's Amsterdam you know.." I smiled at the irony of that coming from two guys from San Francisco. They pushed me on my knees and without being able to take a deep breath i had the other guys dick down my throat. They started to take turns filling my dumb face and one of them blew a nice load down my throat. Yes! Load number 1, in the pocket. More guys arrived and before i knew it i had dicks 4, 5, 6 and 7 in my ass. Dick number 8 also dumped a load in my face. I decided to take a smoke break and went to the bottom rest area. I was finally able to take my hood off for a second and i stared at this gorgeous smooth guy also taking a break. I was still hard and he immediately, without saying anything bent over. I didn't want to break the rules again (cause bottoms are not allowed to fuck other bottoms) but then i remembered seeing two bottoms blowing each other on my way to the rest area. My horniness won from my common sense and i started breeding his hole. His hole was so fucking open that I had to double check that my cock was actually in him, and I was not fucking the air between his legs. I kept pumping his ass when a second bottom appeared and bent over too. Damn, I couldn't control myself anymore: the sex addicted slut that I actually am took over the good 'boy next door' i normally pretend to be (lol). I did not want to cum so i stopped after a while and finished another sigaret. My ass was still sore from that stupid condom so I went to the restrooms again to cool my ass down with some water and i spotted this sexy guy with his gigantic cock. Turned out it was a fat 23cm dick and i begged him to fuck me. He pushed me down and first opened my throat, exclaiming: Fuck, not many guys can go that deep without throwing up haha!". I said:"Real whores are trained to deepthroat any dick". He kept fucking my throat before pulling me back up and turned me around and slammed his cock in my ass. I moaned and he started pushing harder and harder before pulling out, slamming my back to the floor and dumped load number 3 in my cum bucket mouth. "Thanks slut" he said, while slapping me in the face. He walked away and i wanted to return to the main area but I noticed this even hotter guy next to the stairs staring at me. Staring at me while stroking his massive piece of meat, that is. His eyes were on fire, and before i knew it he dragged me with him and threw me in a cubicle. He started fucking my face first and then pumping my wide open hole too before returning to my face and dumped load number 4 in me. I was in heaven, and in desperate need for more. I wanted another cigarette and went back to the bottom room where a hairy, piggy, clearly sex addicted versa bottom was awaiting me. He bent over and i started fucking him. Apparently i did not fuck him hard enough cause he smacked his own ass and waved his hand, signing me that he wanted more. I started slamming his ass as hard as i could and he started to moan like he was about to explode! Suddenly he pushed me away. I was confused: "Sorry, did i hurt you?". "No", he said. "But i want to dump my load in you now, you pig". I happily bent over and he slammed his rock hard dick in me like there was no tomorrow. Another guy started fucking my face and after a few minutes of brutal fucking he moaned like a bear attacking its prey and i felt his cocking pumping his cum in me. I was so happy! He thanked me and said i had a gorgeous ass. I finished my sigaret and went back up, i found a nice spot and before i knew it new guys started filling my ass again. Before i knew it I had 18 stripes on my back, meaning 18 different guys had used my body for their pleasure. I was super turned on and i noticed, while secretly raising my hood a bit that quite a few bottoms had already left. I laid ass up on the bench and a guys approached me and started fucking my face and dumped his load in my face. Number 5! Suddenly i felt two hands pushing my down and someone whispered in my ear:"lay flay on your stomach". I did as i was told and I felt warm spit dripping on my hole. "Yes, another bare cock for me", I thought! I had not even finished the thought or an excruciating pain rushed through my body. I screamed. "What the fuck are you doing!", I yelled. But he kept going. It felt like a small, hard foreign object was being pushed inside my ass. "Aaaarghh!!", I screamed in pain. My whole body started to reject this pain and I tried to wrestle myself loose, but his arm was around my neck and his whole body was on top of me. I couldn't talk anymore because at the same time another guy fucked his big cock in my mouth. But the pain was too severe. Finally the stupid fucker realised I wasn't enjoying his attempt of fucking me, and let me go. "Jesus! What the hell was that". I screamed. A bottom slut next to me, grinned and said:"And that is why we hate condoms". That stupid fucker had fucked my sluthole with his small rock hard dick wrapped in a condom. I got up, but way too quickly and my head started to spin. I almost fainted because of the pain, the lack of food I'd had and the shock of what just happened. I hated myself for my angry response, but it was just too painful. I went downstairs to take a piss and drink some water and cool my ass down a bit. "Did this guy really just ruin my amazing afternoon?", I thought. I sat down and took a deep breath. I forgot i was still wearing a hood, so within a minute a guy approached me and started fucking my throat again. Apparently he had noticed the whole ordeal and said: "Condoms can hurt like fuck, I know what you're going through". I thanked him for his words and kept sucking him. The pain started to fade away a bit and after resting for about 15 minutes i decided that I did not want this stupid guy to ruin my day. So i pulled myself together, went back up and went for the final round. Hungry tops happily took that opportunity and fortunately they all fucked me bare. I decided that I was done after a couple of hours of sex and took my hood off and said to one of the party assistants that I was finished for the day. I ordered my first drink of that afternoon and started to let my eyes get used to the bright disco lights. It started to wind down but i Noticed in the corner of the other fucked bench a super hot bottom getting destroyed by a hot salt and pepper bearded daddy. I walked up to them and enjoyed the spectacle. The daddy moaned and dumped his load in him. The bottom turned around and i saw a gigantic fat cock on that bottom. I could not control myself, since i had not cum yet. I approached him while the daddy jumped off of him and said to me:" He is all yours now!" I grinned and started to suck the bottom's fat cock. Immediately going all the way down until my nose was buried in his stomach. He started to moan and i climbed on top of him and started to ride his cock. Clearly he did not expect that but he enjoyed it nonetheless. "Give me your cock!", he begged. I got up and he turned around and i started fucking him. I didn't care anymore, i needed more sex! I kept fucking him right until I felt I could not hold it any longer. I stopped, because I did not want to cum yet, the evening was still young, and started to rub his dick with lube and gave him a super intense handjob, his body moved up and down and from side to side while moaning out:"oh yes, oh fuck, oh fuck!". Suddenly I yelled at him:" Give me your cum you slut!". He started rubbing himself and within 10 seconds he blew a gigantic load all over his chest. I licked it up and he thanked me for the great experience. A party assistent announced that the party was about to close and that it was time to get dressed again! I walked towards the coat check and i noticed one last red hooded cum whore still getting fucked. His caramel colored skin was filled with stripes. One stripe, for one cock. I started to count and that whore had 36 stripes on him. I congratulated him on that achievement and he started to laugh. "Well, you're not bad either!", he said. "Let me count yours". He started to count and he said:"Well done boy! You got 21 on you!" 21 cocks, 5 loads, and despite the condoms I had a fantastic afternoon. I left happily and cannot wait to go to the next party. xxx Charlie

When I got home I had another shower. I’m pretty used to a hard deep fucking but I wasn’t prepped for the tool that raped me in the dark room. But even thinking about it made me hard again and while my hole still hurt I fingered my cunt and pulled the sweet cum from my hole and lapped it up. My mind also wandered to Jacques - astride the bench as a muscled twink rode his massive member. I recognised the twink from the gym - is once licked his arse out in a sauna having watched him being gang fucked by three black dudes. They were happy to let me watch and lick their cocks clean after they’d successively dumped their loads in his tight pussy. Now, I admit I was jealous. Not only because he had been fucked by the hottest guy I knew, but also that Jacques had turned me down. I flushed with embarrassment and anger and yanked my cock up and down until I spewed a wad of cum into my hand and ate it. Towelling off, I slipped into bed next to my boyfriend and fell asleep, my mind wandering into a scene where I had Jacques deep in my cunt and the twink riding my face with his cummy hole. My life resumed its humdrum routine. Work, swim, wank and occasional fuck with my boyfriend. We didn’t party that often mainly because he suffered the worst come down but getting cock elsewhere was always considered fine. As he was fit as fuck and carried a massive weapon between his legs, my boyfriend was always getting sex and even had a number of regulars that he would see. Sometimes they’d come round and I’d witness him fucking them. Sometimes I’d join in, or watch or sometimes he’d watch as we did each other for his amusement. The following day I went downstairs bollock naked and still horny to see my boyfriend’s legs spread and a young guy desperately trying to swallow his cock. As he drew breath he looked up, saw me and gave a quick start. “Suck it, boy,” growled my boyfriend as he pushed the boy’s mouth back on to his cock making him gag and flounder for breath. He was my boyfriend’s typical fuck. A young, slim skater boi - smooth, lean and with a hard tight arse he liked to break. He’d had this boy around a couple of times, usually after the boi had had a spliff. Last time his yelling could be heard in our driveway so it was a good thing we lived in a detached house. The boy had seen me before and today he didn’t react when he saw me standing there with my morning wood. He was wearing exactly what he was told to wear, the cum n’ piss-stained jock my boyfriend had been abusing him in for at least a year. A jock that had become piss and cum stained after I had worn it for a few sessions of hard abuse by my boyfriend. Even from where I was standing I could catch the scent of it, and it made my cock drip. I winked at my boyfriend as he took two deep huffs from the open poppers bottle before placing his hand on the back of skater boi’s head and starting to skull fuck him, his gagging and retching echoing around the room. I wandered around to take a closer look and realised that my boyfriend must have been mega horny that morning. There were hand marks on skater boi’s arse and back and as he was kneeling I could see the tell tale marks that he had already been fucked, fingered and abused - his cunt was red and raw, and there was already cum dripping onto the floor. I smiled to my boyfriend and knelt down to take a closer look. I traced my tongue down the boi’s slim back to the top of his arse, which he pushed out in eager anticipation. I didn’t need a second invitation and buried my face in his hole. I could smell my boyfriend’s precum and cum and as I grabbed the boi’s arse I pushed my tongue in. As well as precum and cum I also scented the sweet metallic smell of blood. So I reckoned my boyfriend hadn’t even let him strip but had probably fucked him up against the hallway wall the minute he had arrived, dry and unprepared. Knowing my boyfriend he hasn’t even been generous enough to offer him a hit of poppers, basically fucking his cunt raw without any lube or preparation, masking his squeals of pain with his hand over his mouth and nose. Skater boi moaned as he felt my tongue in his already battered gash, pushing out the load for me. I loved a guy’s first load of the day, it was thick and rich and very salty. I swallowed it gratefully and positioned myself ready to fuck him. Handing me the poppers my boyfriend signalled his approval by leaning forward and tweaking my tits. I slid my cock into the boi’s arse and released a moan myself as I felt his wet insides grip my hard cock. I slowly started to pump my boyfriend’s spunk back in his hole as the poppers took effect. I watched my cock slide in and out for a while, not even close to cumming, feeling my balls slap against his arse. But I knew what my boyfriend really wanted. What he always wanted when he had a boi cunt and was this horny. Pulling the boi off his massive cock I lay down and turned the boi towards me. He didn’t need any prompting and slid down on my cock looking relieved that he could just about managed it. I smiled at him and handed him the poppers. He smiled as I forced him to take four deep hits. I pulled him towards me and gripped his head. His smile quickly turned to confusion and panic as he felt my boyfriend slot in behind him. His eyes widened as he felt his massive cock try and force itself into his already occupied arse. Trying to pull away he was powerless as we both held him down. I watched as his eyes dilated even more and his started to moan in apparent protest as the second, bigger, thicker cock forced its way past the relatively tight entrance of his boi cunt. Fuck the boi was tight and I reckoned hadn’t been double fucked that often if at all. I could feel my boyfriend’s shaft squeezed up against mine, forcing skater boi’s arse muscles to stretch, mixing my precum with his as the boi was forced to take both cocks. His moans quickly became breathless grunts of pain as my boyfriend started to slowly fuck him with ever increasing pace, sliding deeper with every thrust. Feeding him a few more hits of poppers, I held skater boi’s head as he intoned the words “God” and “Fuck” in perfect time to the increasingly harder, deeper synchronised thrusts of both cocks. Skater boi’s sweat was dripping into my face and his cock was hard against my stomach, precum dripping onto my six pack. I gobbed in his mouth then kissed him, sliding one hand to his engorged cock and wanking him. His face dropped to kiss my neck as the black cock drove deeper than ever, our balls stuck together by leaking arse juices, cum and sweat. Suddenly skater boi started to moan loudly as cum shot from his hard cock and over my stomach, chest and neck. Holding his head down I looked up to see my boyfriend’s face contort as he delivered a second load, feeling it explode alongside my shaft, coating our cocks and burning the insides of the boi’s arse. As his fucking subsided I couldn’t hold out any more and with a yell deposited my own load into skater boi’s ravaged passage. We lay there, locked together for a few moments before I felt my boyfriend’s cock slide out with a satisfying slushy pop. Seconds later he pulled my cock out and I felt his tongue lick my shaft clean before turning its attention to the boi’s arse, brimming with our cum. He moaned as he sucked out the salty load and slapping skater boi’s head out of the way, dropped the milky deposit into my greedy mouth before snogging me. Untangling ourselves, he picked up his boxers and slipped them on as I snogged the boi, sharing the last of our seed with him as he slowly recovered from the unplanned double fuck. My boyfriend collected the boi’s clothes, dropped them next to us and then headed upstairs for a shower. Skater boi’s hand went to his arse, feeling the temporary damage to his youthful hole. I grabbed his fingers and licked them clean before I slid out from under him and we stood up. As he bent over to pick up his jeans I knelt down and pulled his arse onto my face again as I pushed him against the sofa. He didn’t resist as I licked out his arse, exhorting him to push everything out. I swallowed the final sloppy contents of his fucked arse before turning him around to lick his cock clean. Then I sat back and watched as he dressed and headed out without turning back, with only the slightest of limps due to the attention given to his butt. He’d be back and next time probably take my fist I thought. Closing the bottle of poppers after one final sniff, I placed them on the table, wiped the head of my cock clean and licking my fingers and then headed upstairs. Shower. Shave. Work. Swim.

Idk. I think you were entitled to cum in him even if you were sneaky about it. He bred you first. You were already barebacking with his consent. Then after you loaded him he fucked you bare again lol. Idk why he thinks a condom would have made a difference to begin with.

This is a serial story I've been working on; it's finished through a good stopping point - but if there's enough interest, I can continue it further. There's also a side story already in the works. So - at least as far as THIS story goes, it will not be abandoned before a resolution. ***** "I detest that little shit!" I looked at Rick, puzzled. "Who? Why?" "The little dude over there in the green shorts hitting on that big musclebear." "Why - were you planning to go after that guy yourself?" "Not my point. Do you remember an obnoxious condom nazi who got himself banned from the bathhouses and the sex clubs who insisted everyone call him Theo?" "Oh, right... wait... that's him?! I remember him being a twink that turned up his nose at anyone who wasn't shaved from nose to toes." "He was... then I guess he realized he was aging out of the Twink zone, dropped out of sight for a few months and reappeared with a surprisingly heavy pelt grown back, a neat little beard and telling everyone to call him "Teddy" now - and instead of other hairless "little boy" types, now he chases muscle bears - emphasis on the muscle. If you recall, my big problem with him was that he had a vicious little habit of focusing his condom-nazi bullshit on guys HE didn't think were attractive - most often chunky bears and older men - and try and get them thrown out, like he was trying to turn a bathhouse into a hall of his own personal fantasy men. Well, he's still as big a body fascist as ever - to guys like the one he's talking to he's sweet as pie; if one's a little too old, a little too pudgy or whatever ... he's one of the nastiest little queens around ... unless he's trying to impress a potential trick, of course. On top of that, he went from condom nazi to Truvada campaigner - telling everyone it was a great *backup* in case a condom broke - to quietly dropping that and turning into a major PrEP Pig. I can only guess that at some point, one of those musclebears - on being told Ted was on PrEP - just held him down, raw-fucked him cross-eyed and he realized what he'd been missing all these years." "Aaaah, right, all the gossip is coming back to me now... I never ran into the little fuck, he never seemed to infest the sex clubs I like." "That's because all the sex club owners pre-emptively banned him when the first bathhouse banned him for his condom nazi tricks. Apparently he thought those places were beneath him until he got himself banned from all the bathhouses - and by then he was unwelcome at the sex clubs too. I know the owner of the Pig Trough and apparently Ted threw quite a fit when they wouldn't let him in, and would only tell him that it was because he'd been banned from the bathhouses. It's a little strange if you're expecting them to be competitive - but the owners of all the tubs and sex pits know each other and they share info about troublemakers. Usually it's druggies, dealers or guys who don't have even a rough idea of what 'consent' is - but Ted there got under their skin. I mean, sure they want to know about some kinds of misbehavior - especially if it's someone making a mess, literal or figurative they'll have to clean up - but a tattle-tale about guys he didn't find attractive who were fucking raw wasn't anything they wanted to deal with." "You said he's on PrEP?" I asked, and Rick nodded back. I started to chuckle. "What's so funny, Max?" "My buddy Logan is going to be visiting in about two weeks; he recently found out his strain of the bug is extremely resistant to Truvada; since he knows I'm as big a gift-giving perv as he is, he asked if I wanted to be exposed and of course I said yes. Now, I'm not Ted's type - maybe 'muscle bear' enough, but too old for his tastes. But from what you've said and going by that dude he's been chatting up, I bet he'd be all over Logan trying to get into his pants. He's about 6'4, built, covered in silky black fur and has a shaved head and a thick black beard. Oh, and a nice thick 8" to plow his dirty seed into any hole he can." "And you're thinking of siccing him on Teddy to see if that nasty strain can punch through the PrEP and knock Teddy up? I love it!" "Yeah - Logan used to brag about 'one fuck and knocked up' because his strain was so infectious; I don't know if it still is after whatever brought in the PrEP resistance, but it's sure worth a try if we can make it happen. He hasn't got any poz ink to give it away - while he gets off on any kind of breeding, he LOVES to stealth." "Damn... I'm getting a chub just thinking about it. I know a few guys in Teddy's orbit who'll know about what apps he's on and stuff." I looked at Rick. "This sounds like it's personal for you." "It's not about me, if that's what you mean. I don't want to talk about it right now, though." I dropped the point and we went on to chat about other things, and Rick later dropped me an email with a list of Teddy's hookup app and website accounts. I read them over and then contacted Logan - who, as I predicted, LOVED the idea; not just the stealthing part, but as someone who'd fuck anyone with facial hair and could be friendly with anyone else he loved the idea of sticking it to a former condom nazi who'd targeted "unattractive" men, and who was rude to anyone he didn't want to fuck. We talked about making some judicious edits to his own profiles to optimize his appeal to Teddy - who, for example, said he wasn't into "mansmells". (I'd just have to thoroughly tongue-bathe Logan before he showered to go after the little shit.) So - a photo of his arm in a bicep pose with his hairy armpit dripping sweat got recaptioned from "Wallow in my musk" to "I work out hard!" and other similar tweaks. He set up his travel dates to show a later arrival than he really had, so he and I would have time for our fun and getting set up for his pursuit of Teddy.

are there any white dudes out there that are in my area that are tops, horny, nice size cock, with hairy pits, nuts and asshole with an asshole that is stinky? i love a stinky asshole. love to sniff/lick/suck. i just wanna meet white men only.

After reading so many hot, cum busting stories. I thought I’d try my hand at it. This is my first attempt at writing a story. It’s predominantly a work of fiction, some things contained within have been drawn from my own memories and experiences. My first love and losing my virginity First let’s describe how I looked at the time I met my first love. I’m approximately 6” tall. Average build for my height. Weighing about 11st. At this point I hadn’t long turned 20. For my school year that’s what we call a late starter, but have I made up for it. But that’s all for another time. I met him at work during a group interview I was observing in. He had me hooked straight away. Tall and slim. I’d say either and inch or two taller or shorter. Short cropped hair. Gorgeous brown eyes. I had difficulty trying to stay focused on the task at hand at work. Suffice to say he got the job. Now the flirting picked up more. After a couple of weeks of this. That first date came. First kiss etc…. But it wasn’t the first date when I lost my virginity to him. He’s also slightly older than I am. Probably 3 or 4 yrs max. We’d been on a few dates by now. And on the way back from one such date, a divert to a well known local cruising area. We stayed in the car. Making out, hands exploring each other. Removing clothes. I was still new to sex at this point. Quite inexperienced. But he showed me how to give a blow job and deep throat it. Well the deep throating would come later down the line. So he sucked me off and swallowed a load. I did the same to him. But we’re still both horny and hard as rocks. So with a little bit of manoeuvring inside the car. He demonstrated what rimming was and how good it felt. So I returned the rim job. Then turned back to his turn to loosen me up. With his cock hard and my tight virgin ass loosened enough for him to fuck me. He said that he usually doesn’t wear condoms. But as it’s my first time it’s best that we do. Get in to the best practice safer sex mode. I quickly & awkwardly twisted round to suck on his big but now covered up cock to get it nice & wet while he lubed my ass ready to take his cock. We got back into position. When I felt him rubbing his cock over & across my virgin hole. The felt the pressure of his cock as he slowly entered me it hurt a bit. He rested. Slid some more in & rested again. Halfway in now. Still another 4” to go. Slow backwards, forward, in & out movements then bang. He’d bottomed out in me. I could feel his balls against mine. Now that he was in & I’d adjusted to the feeling of having his cock & my first cock ever in my ass. He started the fucking movements. Slowly at first, even almost withdrawing completely. Then rammed me hard. At some point during the hard & fast fucking he said he was close to coming. So was I. Then I felt it. The condom had broken with the force of his coming. His cum spilling deep inside my now no longer virgin ass. Not 1. Not 2. Not 3, 4, 5 or 6 jets of cum but at least 12 jets. Meanwhile I’ve shot my load over the seat covers. Only when soft he pulled out & kissed me then looked at his cock & said. “Shit oh shit. The condom broke”. As I was naive at the time as to what that meant. I didn’t know. I now know as when done deliberately is stealthing. But condoms do break now and then. I was basking in the afterglow of orgasm of having my first ever sexual experience with any one. I didn’t even notice the cum leaking out from my now broken in ass. A few weeks later I got up enough confidence to fuck him. Again started with the condoms. But I noticed that I couldn’t stay hard wearing it. That’s when he said. I love you babe, I trust you. Then he ripped that condos off me instantly I got hard again. He guided me to his hole. Where I must have been fucking him for about 45 minutes when I felt those tell tale signs that your very close to the point of no return. I said I was close to cumming. He’s reply was keep going fuck me fuck me. I want you to cum inside me. I still have the occasional conversation with my first love. Without him. I’d have never discovered the joys of pure raw bareback sex with breeding. Back then I started out as a versatile guy. Now I’m bottom vers. But truly more happier being bottom. Now I only fuck bareback & when I top I don’t pull out to cum.

This summer I have had several 'otherwise' very fun, lewd propositions: flirting and potentially fucking with married, gay couples and a heavily-tatted alpha buck. All was going well until the subject of TERMS OF THE FUCK came up and there was suddenly an insistence on USING RUBBERS on the table. That is the point of total BUZZ-KILL for a true barebacker! Even the PREP commercials on LOGO-TV push that 'in conjunction with prophylactics' PC-policy... via a nelly queen with a man-bun no less! And many guys in the repressed places like the deep US-South don't even know what 'undetectable' is or get preachy about safe sex... until they get drunk! Or have no regular healthcare AT ALL or lie about having been tested. I have heard these lines a few times: "I do safe sex ONLY! Why not? What do you mean? It's just a little plastic between us!" It's all good, just a world I have chosen to leave behind! Yeah, on that note: I can stay at home and beat off to tumblr SKETCHYSEX! I politely let the discussion with horny 'safe-sexers' die and back away. "OOPS, gotta run. Company is here!" To me after the deprivations of the safe sex era, unless it is RAW AND RISKY or SKIN-ON-SKIN, positively promiscuous and bareback, I'm DONE talking about hooking up! Just like with commercial porn, made in states that FORCE porn actors to be 'rubbered up': when I see rubbers I think of 'health department' and 'avoiding pregnancies'. BUZZ-KILL! Wait, I endured one nervous 'coupling' with a newbie who told me on grindr he was on PREP but then suddenly pulled out the magnums for his fat pecker. Good thing his land-lady buzzed about his washer-dryer issue... because I was laying there like a method actor, pretending to have a good time. NOT!!! "Hey bro, raw and reckless! RAW IS LAW! No pulling out!" Just hearing or reading a prospective hook-up guy say that, makes me tingle! "LET'S DO IT! CUM ON OVER!"

Part 36 　 Hank could see I was almost drooling and said, "you can't seem to keep your eyes off of my cock can you? You want it and want to become my nice cumdump? You crave me pounding away and filling your ass with my toxic cum, don't you?" I could only stare and nod my head yes. I wanted, no, I needed that cock in my hole. I needed to feel it unload his hot cum deep inside me, throbbing against my prostate. I could not even sit still. I was wriggling my ass around on my chair as my hole had an insatiable need to be used and abused, hard and deep. Hank spread his legs and I just slid off of my seat and dropped between his legs. In one gulp, I swallowed his cock in my mouth as his hands grabbed my head and shoved me down and the entire length of his cock entered my mouth and deep into my throat. I was lost in bliss as I twisted my head around and around, driving his cock as deep into my throat as I could. I wanted to devour it. My whole being was in need of it now. I wanted it in both ends of me as soon as possible. I sucked his cock with a suction born of desperation. I wanted to taste every inch of it. I wanted my throat raw from the penetration of him deep in me. My head was bobbing up and down on him as hard as I could do it. Driving his cock into my throat so hard and deep it felt like it was reaching my stomach. I was in a delirium of lust. Hank's hands were on both sides of my head guiding me and he was moaning in ecstacy from the BJ I was giving him. He was almost yelling, "OMG, that feels so good! Suck me, pull that cum out of me! Shit, that is amazing!" Then, before I realized what he was doing, he pulled his cock from my mouth. I groaned in disappointment. He pushed me back a little, stood up, grabbed me and almost threw me up onto the table. I was on my back with my ass at the edge and his head came down and his tongue was entering my hole. I almost screamed. He licked and probed my hole, but only for a couple of minutes. Then, he raised up and rammed his cock in me all the way till his balls hit my ass in one amazing thrust. Without stopping, he pulled back till just the head of his cock was still in me and then back in hard. Faster and faster, pounding my hole without mercy. I had ahold of the edges of the table with my hands and was shoving my ass back on his cock with every inward push of his. We fucked almost like wild animals. There was no way it was going to last long at this pace. Then we were both moaning and cumming at the same time as he drove his huge cock to the hilt in me and pulsed cum deep inside me as my own cock spewed between us, coating us both with my cream.

Part 32 　 We finally got up and off of the table. We went back into Hank's place, him to see what was going on and me to just check the time. I was about 6 in the morning now. I had been up most of the night and now had 5 HIV poz loads up my ass. I still wasn't sure what the hell I was thinking. My ass was sore as hell now and when I reached down to feel it, it was tender as all get out to my touch and when I brought my hand back and looked at it it was pretty much covered in cum and blood. I was aghast. I was too sore to sit at the moment and was standing next to the kitchen counter when Hank walked in. He smiled and said, "I just saw my stripper friend and he says you took his big cock in you and got a hell of a ride outside. Are you loving it yet?" I told him, "I'm not sure yet. I really don't want AIDS, but I can't seem to stop letting you guys fuck me, either. Not sure what I should do. While we are doing it, I want it all and every bit of your cocks deep in me and cumming, but when done, I can't believe I did it." He asked me, "what are your thoughts right now?" I answered, "well while I was standing here alone, I thought how stupid I am, but when you walked in, the first thought I had was, OMG look at that beautiful cock, sure wish it was back in me right now. I just don't understand my feelings at all." Hank said, "I like your thought about me." Before I could say any more he walked across the kitchen, grabbed me and lifted me up onto the counter, spreading my legs and thrusting his already hard cock in my ass in one fell swoop clear to the hilt. All I could do was gasp at the initial pain in my torn up ass and then as his cock bottomed out I sighed in contentment at the great feeling of being full. He was immediately plowing my hole fast and furious right from the start. I went into overdrive pushing my ass at him as intensely. Without missing a stroke, he then picked me up and started walking towards the livingroom, his cock never leaving my hole. Every step made me moan in pleasure. As we got into the other room, Tom was sitting alone on the couch. As we approached, he sat up and his cock was standing straight up in the air as we approached. Tom spread his legs as we got there and Hank walked us right up between them and against the couch. Hank was smiling and looking deep into my eyes as he started to kneel down. I thought he just want us on the couch, but then as his knees hit the floor, he leaned over a little, his hands spreading the cheeks of my ass apart. I then became aware that Tom's cock was coming between my cheeks as Hank lowered me. Then as I was getting ready to ask what was going on, Tom's cock started to slip inside my open gaping hole along side of Hank's. I started to protest that there was no way for two cocks to get in me at once, when Hank, basically, let go of my ass causing me to drop and wham, Tom's cock penetrated and I sank all the way down onto them both at once. Hank had also clamped his mouth to mine in a kiss preventing me from screaming in pain. Then he grabbed my ass and lifted upwards and then dropped me down on them both again. It was incruciating but exhilerating at the same time. Hank continued to lift me and drop me for a bit and then I couldn't take it anymore and bent my legs til they were on the couch and started bouncing myself on their cocks. I was going into orbit from an overload of cock in my ass. Hank broke off the kiss and said, "I knew, after you had taken that stripper's giant cock, you could handle the both of us at once. You are a natural. Your ass is amazingly tight and fine for us." I couldn't answer as my head was back and I was in another universe, just enjoying the feeling. It only took about 15 minutes of this before I could feel both cocks, at once, growing harder in my hole. Then Tom yelled, "I'm cumming, omg, I am cumming and filling your hole with my toxic cum!" Just few seconds later and Hank was yelling that he was giving me a nice toxic load also. The feeling of two loads in my ass almost simultaneously, drove me over the edge, too. I was screaming almost, "yes, yes, yes, give me your poz cum, impregnate me, knock me up with your HIV!" Then, again, I caught myself and wondered what the hell was I saying and doing? I have lost my mind, but omg, how great it feels.

I like to keep them as long as possible and sharing it with other disease craving pig bro's !!! New STD's, etc. always welcome here !!!

Seth Green I'd fuck him til' he blacked-out

Paul Rudd, I think he's HOT