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Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 3 Hearing the unexpected exclamation, I hesitated. Daddy grabbed my head and pushed it down until I felt my lips completely engulf his cock to the root holding me there. “Just in time boy,” laughing at the direction of the voice. “I’ve got to piss.” Daddy released the pressure... I hesitantly pulled off his cock and looked up to my Daddy’s face. He was staring intently towards the doorway and my gaze went immediately to the spot and saw him. My cunt quivered as the stranger’s dark eyes stared back at me. “Cuntboy, this is puppy... puppy, this is cuntboy.” I took in all of puppy. No older than mid 20s, 6’, solid 180 lbs. his shaved body glistened as the contours of his muscles took in the red light...highlighting his deeply formed Adonis belt. His hands roughly grasped the pouch of a red swimmer jockstrap pouch barely containing his dripping cut cock. Straps of a red piped bulldog harness accentuated his hard pecs as his ringed tits pointed down from the mass of muscle. With a twist of his neck, I saw the glint of a tag on his leather collar. Noticing my curiosity, he reached up holding it proudly. ” Yeah cuntboy...I’m puppy.” “Cuntboy, this is your alpha,” Daddy announced. I felt my pulse quicken as my cock began to rise. Moving towards us, puppy rubbed his hands across his full pecs and pulled on his tits. “Fuck yeah cuntboy, Daddy told me tonight’s the night you’d be here.” Standing next to me across from Daddy, his hand examined my upper torso moving on to my tits. I moaned realizing that I was to service this puppy. “Oh, fuck yeah!” Picking up my leash and grabbing another, Daddy reminded us that we were there to service him. “Ok you two, there’ll be time for that. Puppy, time to feed on Daddy’s chem piss. Cuntboy, climb off the sling and put that jockstrap back on.” Obeying Daddy’s command, I quickly went for my jockstrap. Puppy, smiling at the sight of the yellow jockstrap on the floor, moved to Daddy’s feet...instantly falling to his knees he presented his open mouth. I pulled up my jockstrap and adjusted my cock and balls. Daddy saw this and nodded to me, indicating I was to join puppy between his legs. I sank to my knees...shoulder to shoulder with puppy. There we were...waiting to service our Daddy. My cunt now aching...fully knowing my new place. Daddy placed the leashes on our collars and held them. “Cuntboy, this piss is for puppy here. I’ve trained him to be a fucking urinal like you will be soon. Watch and learn.” Opening his mouth wider, puppy took Daddy’s cock down to the root in one fell swoop. “Fuck!” I exclaimed reacting to the sight of puppy feeding on Daddy’s chem piss... imagining him tasting my cunt juices after Daddy shot a load in me during future sessions. “Yeah puppy, drink up. Fucking chem pup! Watch his throat cuntboy. See him taking it all down his gullet.” I was in awe... Puppy’s throat muscles spasmed as he took our Daddy’s piss. My mouth opened slightly, reliving the feeling of Daddy’s piss going down my own throat. As suddenly as puppy took the cock down, he released it. There he was, mouth open smiling with a look of satisfaction. Daddy held puppy’s head and bent down releasing a long string of spit into his mouth. Keeping his gaze on Daddy, puppy swallowed. “Good puppy...stay right there. Cuntboy, bring that jar over you just filled. Puppy needs more piss.” Standing and turning to grab the jar of my piss, Daddy released my leash. I went for the table, I ffeeling the metal chain on my back as my ass cheeks took in the handle and seemingly attempting to feed it to my cunt. Holding the jar in both hands, I turned and walked back to them. What a fucking sight...Daddy towering behind puppy... as puppy, on his knees, faced me. My eyes locked with puppy’s and I went down on my knees. “Fuck!” puppy groaned as he took the jar and drank. “Good puppy...it’s cuntboy’s first load of slam piss,” Daddy, holding onto his shoulders, proudly announced. Grabbing our collars, Daddy forcefully pulled us closer ‘til our faces met. Tongues clashing, we devoured each other. “Fuck yeah! ...boys...give Daddy a show!” Puppy wrapped an arm around my neck and pulled us closer. I began humping his leg feeling his sweat covered pecs slipping over mine. Feeling his other hand moving down my back towards my cunt, I arched...offering myself to him. Daddy began to laugh, “Yeah cuntboy...looks like puppy wants your cunt.” I growled.... “Ok...enough,” Daddy commanded, pulling puppy up to his feet. “Puppy, in the sling,” he ordered. I sat back on my knees watching puppy eagerly climbing into the sling. Daddy secured his ankles and wrists. My cock pulsed. Grabbing the rubber strap, Daddy wrapped it around puppy’s bicep. “On all fours cuntboy,” Daddy ordered...leading me to the foot of the sling, he pulled me back up to my knees with a full view of puppy and released my leash. “Stay there for now cuntboy.” I gasped. There was puppy, his shackled legs spread open exposing a pair of swollen cunt lips. I couldn’t look away as it hit me... red jockstrap...red piped harness... Looking down, puppy laughed pushing out those engorged cunt lips... “Daddy’s been working my cunt for a while cuntboy. Whaddaya think?” “FUCKING HELL!” I groaned.... Holding another rig...walking to puppy, Daddy chuckled, “Think about it. No rush.” Imagining Daddy working my cunt lips, I let out a guttural moan from deep inside me. Daddy put the orange tip in puppy’s mouth. Grinning, puppy bit down grasping it with his teeth. Daddy pulled the syringe leaving the tip between puppy’s teeth. Puppy spit it out in my direction and begged, “Slam your puppy Daddy!” I watched Daddy prep and guide the needle into puppy’s vein. Puppy gasped as the register emerged. “AWWW FUCK!” puppy exhaled on the intake. “Fuck yeah! Two slammed up boys servicing Daddy!” Puppy bucked... his ass lifting off the sling offering up his swollen cunt. Seeing puppy’s slammed state, my cunt reacted. I fell forward on my hands and raised my ass up allowing my cunt lips room to fully pulse from the hunger emanating from deep inside me. “Crawl the fuck over here cuntboy,” Daddy ordered. “Time for another slam.”

When something is new to you, every bit of you senses seems to muliply.. The darkness of the theater seemed blacker than anything I had seen ( or not seen) - the screen in front of me seemed bigger than any movie screen I had seen.. My heart pounded harder til it felt like it would explode out of my chest.. And we just stood there. I sensed some guys moving about, up and down the aisle,but almost too scared to try and look.. Eventually Dad said lets sit down and I followed him as closely as I could. He went in about five seats and i took the seat right next to him. Now, some 40 years later, I know that when you are used to xxx theaters, it comes very natural to take out your cock asap, but back when it was all new to me I would not have had a clue.. But from Dads action, I now realize this wasn't his first trip here.. Because within minutes of siiting down, he simply told me, sit back and enjoy yourself, and with that he pulled out his already hard cock from his pants. The heart that was already in my throat continued to race wildly. I mean I had peeked on dad previously, saw him naked, soft, and that alone was enough to make me cum as I peeked, but now, here he was just inches away from me, with a hard cock, a good 7 inches plus, in his hand just inches away from where i was sitting. I pulled mine out.. close to 7 inches too and within seconds of taking it out, Dad whispered to me "Nice cock" I felt extremely proud hearing that and some how that actually calmed me down a little and I could feel my heart rate slow down some.. I mean, I was 18 and a total virgin, except for some playful experimentation as a boy with a couple of friends, but I don't even remember if we got hard back then.. I had seen cocks in magazines and thought about them constantly, but I never actually had another hard cock as close to me as my dads was at this moment. My eyes cautiously wandered from the screen to dads crotch, and back and forth and back and forth.. Not sure which was getting my attention more, dads hard cock or the big cock on the screen that was getting the blow job from some woman. Have you ever had one Dad asled. I wasnt' quite sure what he meant A Blow Job he added.. Ummm.. No , I said.. and thought to myself , Not even close.. And then Dad didnt need to ask any more. He knew I was 18, with out many friends, and horny as fuck. He leaned over and placed his mouth on his my cock, his sons cock.. It was the most intense feeling I had had up to the point in my life.. Better than my hand, better than me sticking my cock in a fuzzy slipper lined with tissues, OMG it was good.. and it didnt last long. as within seconds of him putting his mouth on my cock, I began to cum. Dad let out a moan as my cum filled his mouth.. For a second I'm thinking oh crap what have I done.. I should have warned him . I should have said something... But I didn't.. And Dad just kept his mouth on my cock.. Until he was sure I was totally done, and lifted his head up and swallowed.. Sorry Dad actually came out of my mouth.. To which he added, dont' be sorry. that was a huge delicious load you just gave me. He sat back in his seat, and started to watch the movie. I sat back ,my cock still hard, and leaking at the tip.. I didnt stroke it but I didn't put it away either.

i actually sat there and watched movie for a few minutes. my cock still out of my pants. I looked over at Dad and he was slowly stroking his own cock. Then without saying anything he pulled his pants down all the way to his ankles and sat back down and continued to stroke.. I just watched and had my eyes fixed on his cock, his balls. I didn't even ask him as I leaned over to put his hard cock in my mouth. Dad released his hand and sat back and let out a soft moan. I had never sucked a cock but it felt so right, maybe even better than having my own dick sucked. And to top of it off, it was my dad's cock.. the one i had peeked on when I was younger, and had shot my load peeking at just seeing him naked thru the keyhole of the bathroom, getting out of the shower and standing in front of the sink. But now, it was hard, and it was in my mouth and I was loving every second. As I was sucking him, i noticed a man come sit next to my dad and he too had his cock out. But I didn't focus on him. I think I was afraid he would try and take the cock away from me so I just continued to suck as if my life depended on it. I touched dads balls with one hand as I deep throated his cock. Dad hadn't said a word,but maybe to give me one last chance to pull my mouth off of it, he told me he was gonna cum soon. My instincts were to just continue sucking.. I wanted his load in my throat. I wanted to taste him. I wanted my first load and I didn't want to miss a drop.. When he once again said, "I'm cumming" I just made sure I was collecting every drop in my mouth and gobbled it up and swallowed it. There was probably never a time in my life that I would feel so content, so perfect.. so happy. Then the man sitting next to Dad talked and said, " I hope I'm next" - I looked up and i realized the man was Jesse, the black neighbor who lived across the street from us.

Pigs meet Tom. One of my newest creations and recruits to the cause. I know he's going to poz so many guys with the words of encouragement I am giving him.

It goes a little hazy here for a while, but I recall sending messages out to loads of guys on NKP asking for them to cum inside me and rape me and use me. I know some where incoherent, almost like I had loads to drink, but I hadn’t. What I do recall is two men by me, one was fucking me and the other looking. I can still see the guy fucking me now, youngish, really slim, sexy, baseball cap and I couldn’t really speak or move much, but I was looking up at the mirror on the ceiling, above me, and watching a raw dick go in and out of the hole in the mirror. Now, I know it was me, but at the time, I didn’t see it as me, so hard to explain. I have no idea who they were, where they came from etc. All I recall is just wanting cum in me like never before. The other guy was stood by the side of me, his dick hard and just talking about what was going on. Then the guy whose house it was came in, and I recall him saying outloud, he hasn’t met anyone from NKP before and I just recall these grins in a sort of twisted way. Next I heard, he is negative you know and he said he likes guys off meds. What are you, and I recall the words positive and don’t take meds. I recall being so incredibly horny and wanting to be used, not caring about what would happen, just so long as they would really use me, be rough and help give it to me. This bit is so vague, but I recall the other guy underneath my ass whilst the other guy was fucking me and I think he may have been putting chems inside me. I just don’t know….. i will carry on later 🙂

I have way more fun hunting and playing with another bottom. We are patient and enjoy pleasuring each other until tops show up. And i love to be hunting with hot young bottoms...they are definitely great cock bait. I love it when one of my hot FB turns to a top stud and looks at him and says “fuck my daddy”!

Section 2: This is all true and from my memory banks and i have typed it as i recall it. In the porn there is a guy being pissed on, then I see, fucking and fisting, I say to him, I want to do it all. Slow down, one step at a time he says. He puts on a harness and tells me to put on a pair of boxers that he throws at me. He then tells me to play with his nipples as I am sat on the bed, out of control, rocking around, badly, desperately wanting to be raped like never before. I want to be raped, bred and poz so bad. He orders me to get onto the bed on all fours and then he rips the boxer shorts off me and enters me with his thick cock. He asks me if I have ever met anyone of Nasty Kink Pigs and I say no, you are the first one. He chuckled. He tells me that he is inside me, bare, and asks me to concentrate on the ridge of his thick cock as it enters me and leaves me, and enters me again. I see the porn and see the guys being used, randomly cutting to different very hardcore scenes and I see it as me. He tells me to turn over, he tells me I am very hyper and need to relax, he puts my legs over his shoulders and tells me to play with his nipples hard. He tells me that the harder a play with them the rougher he gets. He tells me that I must relax more. That’s it he says as my legs relax, when your legs relax and flop, your arse opens up he tells me. I play with his nipples. The harder I play with them, the more forceful his thrusts. I say the more i do this the nastier you are aren't you? Please put your hands around my throat I beg. Not yet he says, he says feel me inside of you and focus on it. He then fucks me like a demon and then stops, I am not sure if he came inside me, but he says to me, you need a drink. He hands me a drink and says, you must drink it all. I drink it fast as the T is making me very thirsty. Good boy he says. Now, your pictures on BBRT, can you unlock all and set to public he says and I comply. Now, I want you to get in my sling and I am just going to talk to my room mate who has just come back. I get in the sling, he straps my ankles to the restraints, he passes me a phone with the page open on Nasty King Pigs, and then says I will be back shortly. I am in the sling, I look at all the guys local and start to send messages out begging them to use me. My hole hungry and empty and I want to be bred and used and raped like never before. I am watching the hardcore porn in the sling, wishing I was the guy being fucked by a group, wishing I was the one being fisted. I notice a camera running, but I don’t care. Then the T feels like it is wearing off as a wave of calm and uncontrollable relaxation washes over me and I feel amazing but very relaxed, VERY relaxed. Let me know if you want me to continue.

I had smoked T before and I knew that it made me wild, it took me to my core and made me want to be used, abused, surrender and please. One day, my dreams came true and I met a serious player who gave me my first slam. This is a true story. We had exchanged messages on NKP. He knew what I was about, 100% sub, and up for most things and wanted to be slammed and thoroughly used, but I was scared. I had told him that I wanted somebody to poz me, but I wanted it to mean something and be memorable and into group. I found myself uncontrollably walking to his, I knocked on the door and he answered, in a went, took off my shoes and he started chatting to me. He told me that he had got all we needed and we should go downstairs. A sling was in the corner, mirrors on the ceiling, and around the bed and a camera in the corner. Oddly I didn’t care about the camera, I was in the mood where I needed to be abused, taken from and ruined. He showed me how to smoke, and showed me where the crystals were. I smoked a little and took on board his instructions to inhale slowly and hold it in for as much as possible. He then put on some porn, which I now know to be called slammin perverts and told me to go to the bathroom to prepare. I came back to the bedroom and sat on the bed and said that he thought it was time to slam me up. He set the video recording, which I still have. He said the time and place and that I had been smoking, was a pig and I was going to be slammed up for the first time and it was fucking horny. Looking back at the video, I am sat there, collared, and already spun from the t, I say, I hope this fucks me up and observe a guy being fisted deep in the video. The needle measurement is read out, .25 whatever that means and then it is inserted, injected and removed. I hold my arm up and am told there is no need as my face is hidden from the camera. Suddenly I gasp, and say I can feel it in my throat, there is no cough like I was expecting but a sudden rush and the true me comes right to the front. I want to be fisted like him, ruin me, and poz me up I say. He says, on video, I think we have a convertor, I say please convert me, he says, no, I mean converted to slamming. Oh my god, I want to do it all I say, hurt me I beg, he says what about being in my sling, and while a guy is fucking you, I slam you up, is that there sort of thing you want to do he says and I say yes. Then he slams himself as I am mesmerised by the severe and hardcore porn going on around me. I recall badly, desperately wanting to be seriously abused like never before. Let me know if you want me to continue.

After he cums in me, when I get to turn around and clean his dick off. 💋

I’m no mussel bound male but a skinny 5ft7 120lbs twink. I did not have much to begin with, so instead of shaving, I had whatever hair I had on my body permanently removed by laser. Now no more shaving hair stubbles or ingrown hairs hairless as the day I was born from the neck down.

When I was 28 and exploring & expanding my relatively, up till then, vanilla sexual experiences, I hooked up with a guy who would eventually introduce me to full body shaving from the neck down. I met him on the phone lines (who remembers those back in the 90’s?!?). I was constantly listening for phone messages that described playing with toys, watersports, ass play and further kinks. I was excited when I met this guy who wanted to explore my inhibitions and see how far I would let him take me. The first couple of hook ups were pretty vanilla..jacking, fucking and sucking. But even this was very exciting for me since all I had experienced up till then was very basic jacking and sucking with my then boyfriend. I knew I wanted to experience more of the hardcore acts I would see in the porn I was watching and must have known this was the guy that would take me there. I think it was our 3rd meeting that he felt I was ready to jump into some kinky acts. He introduced me to wine enemas and that first time had me on my hands and knees moaning for hours while he played with my hole after giving me one. He was very reassuring, rubbing me all over, taking his time, playing with my hole, making me feel relaxed and comfortable enough to let him do whatever he wanted to me. He must have sensed my nervousness but at the same time saw that I wanted more and more. I was hooked and could not wait till our next encounter. The next hook up he once again had me on my hands and knees giving me a wine enema, which felt amazing, when he asked if I had ever been shaved. He must have sensed how horned up I got when he told me he wanted to shave me because before I realized it I was standing in the tub with him using clippers to shave down the hair on my chest, crotch and legs. At the time I thought that being shaved by another guy was the reason I was more horned than I had ever been but in hindsight I think that he had most likely added a little T to the enema without telling me. (Thinking about it now gets me rock hard) Once he was done with the clippers he stood me in front of a full length mirror so I could watch as he lathered me up and used a razor to shave me smooth. He gave me a pipe with weed and told me to take a hit every time he said to. I was standing there running my hands and feet all over myself and him as he shaved my crotch, balls and hole smooth, hitting the pipe every time I was told to... I was moaning and swaying in ecstasy, every stroke of the razor sent shocks of electricity through my body. I had never felt anything like it and knowing what I know now and the experiences I have had, I can say that I am 99% sure he did booty bump me with some T. After what seemed like hours he rinsed me off in the shower and took me to his bed and fucked me hard in every position he could get me in. He had to head to work the next day so he sent me on my way, body shaven smooth and horned beyond belief. At this point in my life I had never been to a bathhouse (too afraid of being recognized by someone to actual go to one) or else I probably would have ended up at one fulfilling all my fantasies at once!! Instead I ended up back at my apartment jacking off to porn all morning and into the afternoon. All I could think of the following days was when could we hook up again and find out how much more he could introduce me to... I didn’t have to wait long .... we made plans for me to go over the following Friday.... (more to come)

I’m beginning to think that this might be my preferred pairing as well. It means never having to explain your slutty tendencies, cruising with a partner is fun, and you’ve got double the bait. I’ve been to the bathhouse with a fb and it was so hot, both of us getting fucked side by side and then taking turns on a cumdump’s ass.

Jockstrap broke mid gym session today so had to finish workout in commando. Obviously everything was visible because I had even more glances than normal and 3 gay gym bunnies were following me around like lost puppies. When I came back from the shower I found 3 notes with their numbers on it.

Part 8 - The Spell Of Medina As much as my spirit lifted seeing the ranch house I knew that facing the wrath of Brad was going to come, never returning his calls or texts I had a feeling he would be pissed beyond belief. My head couldn't fathom out why things were going so rocky between us, oh yes, I suddenly thought remembering why but also that feeling of when he kissed and pushed me to my knees blowing him still made me feel horny. I figured he had gone back to Melinda since there was no sign of him when I entered the house. Seth and my mother were sat in the family room so I popped by to let them know I was back. Everything on the outside appeared normal and I told them about my weekend missing out the sex part naturally. My mother was more concerned about me finding a job and telling me I was reckless throwing in what could have been a good career for me, whilst she understood my reason she thought it was a bad move on my behalf. She excused herself as Seth and my mother were going to friends for dinner and she had to get ready, I sat and watched as she left the room. "You going to tell me what is going on?" Seth suddenly asked out of the blue. I looked at him "In what way?" I asked wondering what he was getting at. Seth came and sat by me "Come on were not silly Tom, did something happen between you and Brad?" he asked. "Why would you think that?" I asked unconvinced he knew anything. Seth looked at me "You have been inseparable growing up and these last few weeks have seemed different". I sat back in the sofa "We are just living different lives" I replied lying through my teeth. Seth patted my knee "Not so different really, I have always known underneath there was more to Brad" he said. I sat forward and looked at him "I don't know what you mean" I replied raising an eyebrow. Seth smiled "I know how you feel about him Tom, but when your ready you can talk to me about it". Seth stood and left the room leaving me somewhat stunned and confused. I had dinner alone and later that evening I spent half an hour chatting with Mike and Sean during his break. The room was empty and felt cold without Brad's warmth in the air, I picked up my phone about to text him as I wanted to know where he was, well really to find out if he was with Melinda. Bad idea I thought and just snuggled down and slept. Brad returned and knew I was home choosing to sleep in the lounge, I had no idea he had come home and he also left early for work before I woke up. I had cleared the way for the weekend about having my 3 friends to stay. My mother was a little disappointed that I didn't want anything more flamboyant for my 21st, I relented about all of us going to dinner on Saturday in town when I would rather have had a quiet dinner at home with family and chosen friends. By lunchtime Sean confirmed he would free the entire weekend and was coming down with Mike and Steve on Friday afternoon. Being only Monday I had to get through the week. I picked up my journal and packed some fruit and water then jogged down to the Medina river for some exercise. My head was running through the conversation with Mike about getting me an interview, giving me food for thought and was considering his offer. After all it would be a job to fill in until I got the career in media that I had studied for. Thankfully the sun was out, laying on my stomach I pulled my journal out and wrote about the weekend in sketchy detail since I knew Brad had taken to reading it behind my back. There was no point in hiding it any more I decided. I wrote about Chad and my lucky escape as Mike called it. I was so wrapped up and chuckling about some bits that I looked over to have a conversation with Brad before I realised he wasn't there. I closed the journal feeling a little down hearted, truthfully I missed Brad more than I realised. I stood up and walked over to the stream bare foot and dipped my feet in to the cool water bubbling over the pebbles, the sound filling the air had a very serene and calming affect on me. I sat down on the bank with my feet in the water just looking at the scenery and contemplating many things. Mike was certainly right that I could have the pick of men, I just needed to root out the bad ones and find me a good one to keep as it looked like Brad and I would never really happen. I smiled to myself recalling the evening in the nightclub where I didn't go short of attention, but in fairness no one had really caught my attention like Brad could. I laid back annoyed with myself thinking they had to be like Brad. Wandering in to the bedroom Brad had come home early from work on the off chance he saw my things on the bed he quickly rifled through trying to find the journal before he noticed my ruck sack was missing. He sat on my bed and picked up the shirt gazing off in to the distance before finally standing and putting on shorts and t-shirt. Brad needed time to think so he left on foot heading along the dirt road to the river. The heat was building so I laid down on my stomach with my head close to the water bracing myself for what was about hit my face. Closing my eyes I dipped my face in the water and pulled up sharply laughing at how cold the water was, down I went again rolling over with laughter then back on to my stomach. It was cooling me off so down I went again and managed to hold it a little longer, when my head surfaced again I looked at my reflection in the water mesmerised I was oblivious to Brad approaching. "What the hell are you doing?" Brad shouted across to me sounding angry but concerned. I jumped up scared out my skin "Fuck you idiot" I replied turning to see his worried look. Brad walked towards me "I thought you were..." he started saying before I cut him off. "Thought I was doing what?" I asked anxiously. "You had me worried, what you wrote in the journal" Brad said getting nearer to me. I took a step back "I knew you had read it again" I said annoyed at him. "I'm sorry, I needed to understand you" Brad said stopping me in my tracks. "I have decided to move to Dallas" I said to him. Brad shook his head "Fuck I have been so worried about you, I am going to free myself from all of this" he said. reciting my words from the journal. I looked at him "Oh, god no I wasn't going to do anything stupid just move away" I said. "Because of me?" he asked his expression changing "Do you hate me that much?". I shook my head "No, you know that isn't true" I said. Brad looked at me then stepped forward quickly putting his arms around me hugging me tight "What if it is you I need?". I tried to make sense of what he said "Don't do this Brad" I said getting upset. Brad looked intently at me "Are your feelings for me here" he tapped my chest where my heart is. I nodded "You have read enough about my feelings, I just can't stop how I feel, that's why I have to go". Brad shook his head "Then no, I won't let you leave Tommy" he said. "It's not easy now things have changed. It is hard living like this, you can't stop me leaving" I said. "Is that what you think?" Brad said tightening his arms around me. Suddenly his face was very close to mine and I could feel his breath on my neck "Your not leaving" he said. Brad pulled me close his lips brushed lightly over mine then firmly he pressed his lips against mine kissing me twice before teasing them apart and kissing me properly. He caught me by surprise and I couldn't tell if he was being serious, I mean I was kissing my step-brother, but not just kissing we were locked together at the mouth and it just kept going on. This kiss, this single moment by the Medina river became the defining change in both our lives. It felt so right but deeply wrong on so many levels, neither of us cared as we held each other, bonded as one in a very real intimate level, it was a bond far more than lovers could share. To me I suppose it was when I finally began to understand how and what real love felt, he was tender and very sensual with me, gradually our hands roamed over each others body. Sinking to our knees and we fell on the grass still locked together as if making up for so much lost time. Brad stopped kissing and looked at me "You do know how perverse this is?" he said looking intently at me. I found a new confidence building inside me "Yes but I don't care" I replied. "There is no going back if we do this" he said looking me in the eye again. I faltered for a moment "Isn't this wrong if your straight?" I asked him. Brad kissed me again "Tommy are you really that bad at being gay" he chuckled "I have just kissed you". I smiled "Take a look at my life, that is how bad I am" I said looking at him "So what are you?". "I don't know Tommy, but I know you mean so much to me, I love you in a way I can never love a woman" he replied. I leaned in an kissed him to test his true resilience, willingly he accepted my kiss, my hand held his back and the feeling of his body pressed up against mine was intoxicating, tasting and feeling Brad I had never felt so alive. Fathoming Brad out at times was not easy, I guessed that what he tried to express was that underneath he was gay but never had the braveness to be open about it or even act on it. He would confess to me sometime after how brave he thought I was facing it head on like I had at such a young age and embraced it although with some reservation when it came to men. Brad hugged me when we stopped kissing "Just be patient with me" he said. I pushed him away to look at him "I thought you said" I stopped totally confused now. "I mean.. I can't explain it Tommy only I don't want to end up driving you away" Brad said letting me go. I sat up full of turmoil "Did you mean what you just said?" I asked looking at him. "Yes, I know inside I am gay but fought and supressed it for so long it's not there yet" he said trying to explain. I looked at him "This is so fucked up" I said shaking my head. Brad held my hand "I want to be totally sure and not mess us both up if things don't work out" he said. I nodded knowing he was thinking clearly "Yes, I can see what you mean" I replied squeezing his hand. Brad smiled at me and stood up "We should get back to the ranch" he said holding out his hand to me. I took his hand and effortlessly he pulled me up "I am serious about us" he said looking me in the eye. It was the first time I felt that brad was being very honest with me about his feelings, he had obviously thought about it and wanted to go cautiously in to the unknown. I would never push Brad to do anything until I was sure he was confident in himself, after all going from a straight jock that banged pussy like it was a game of skittles to a gay jock was a big step in my eyes. We walked back to Medina slowly holding hands, it was sort of romantic on my half as I couldn't have asked for anything more but I understood he was fighting his own demons. We arrived back in time for dinner and quickly washed and changed our clothes. Seth looked up at us both smiling at the sight of us talking and annoying each other as we had for years but in a brotherly love way. I completely forgot about the weekend coming up and Brad was excited that Mike and Steve were coming to stay. He was a little less comfortable when I mentioned Sean, more so because he didn't know him but that was going change on Friday when he met him in person. Brad undressed for bed as usual totally naked only this time I was not sneaking glances but looking at him dead on as I undressed. Brad went in to the bathroom to clean his teeth and I waited for my turn, strangely it was quiet we had said nothing to each other since being back in the bedroom so I was unsure what to expect. I put my tooth brush pack in the holder and looked in the mirror, was I having second thoughts? Briefly it flickered through my head but my heart told me he was the one I had always wanted and desired, give me 100 Eddie's but I would always choose Brad no question. 'Where are you going' he asked as I walked towards my bed, I turned to see him pull the sheets back on the empty side of his bed. I didn't need telling or asking and just walked straight over and climbed in next to him, his arms quickly wrapping around me. I played it down and let him lead the way as he cuddled and held me tightly, I was under no illusion that sex would be taking place, still it felt good as if it was where I was meant to be. Slowly he kissed my neck, the desire in Brad was evident as he quickly sought my mouth kissing me deep. His hand slowly roamed down my back feeling my ass, he held his hand there and we stayed locked together kissing for quite a long time. So long that we both drifted off our mouths only millimetres apart. Strange erotic flashes in my head, vivid dreams appearing in colour briefly, over and over. I was underneath Brad clawing his back screaming at him to fuck me harder and harder, the smile on his face contorted with his mad ass wrecking thrusts like he was trying to break me in half from expressing his love and passion, fading out the dream replayed again. There was something wild and animalistic about the dream replaying, would it ever get to the end or keep fading out. Another round played over this time his hands holding my chest down on the bed, hammering at me 'come for me you fucking bitch' he screamed in my head I was looking down on myself 'fuck yes' my eyes closed arms flaying around as the cum shot out of my cock with such force I thought it was going to bore a hole in the wall, instead it seemed to disappear in thin air. I could feel the warm sticky mess trickling and sat bolt upright gasping "You alright Tom?" Brad asked sitting up. I was sweating and panting "Dream" I managed to say pulling the sheet off me. Brad looked and laughed hysterically laying back down "I didn't even touch you". I laughed seeing the funny side of it and climbed out of bed "Lick it up" I said to Brad giggling. He looked at me holding in his laugh "Fuck no" he said and turned over. I went in to the bathroom and turned on the shower to wash the mess away giggling to myself all the time even as I was drying myself I still found it funny having such an erotic wet dream. I never noticed Brad stood there looking at me until he walked up behind me and kissed my neck 'come back to bed' he said taking the towel and throwing it on the floor and leading me back to bed. I quickly fell asleep with Brad's hand gently making circling motions over my chest. When I stirred in the morning I realised Brad was out of bed and showering, of course he had work, I thought today I could help the ranch hands out and earn some money. It was only then I realised the money in my account and I needed to get most of it moved in to a savings account so that was my task for the day sorted. I got up and grabbed my workout clothes as I needed to hit the gym just as Brad came out of the bathroom naked as usual. "You got to stop doing that" I said to him looking up and smiling. Brad walked towards me "Why does it turn you on, does it make you want me even more?" he asked pulling me up. "Very funny" I replied running my hand down his chest watching him smile. He kissed me and got dressed "I will get up earlier tomorrow, we can work out together" he said. He kissed me again and headed off to work with Seth and I hit the gym for a couple of hours. Showered and dressed I drove in to Medina to sort out the savings account, you know the type with a higher interest rate so my money could earn money. Walking in to the bank was something I never really did, surprised how busy it was I joined the queue and busied myself on my phone to pass the time. One clerk in particular caught my attention and I didn't recognise him at first as I was captivated by his stunning looks and beautiful smile that he would flash when dealing with customers. The closer I got his desk came empty and I made my way over to him. Sat opposite him he looked familiar but I couldn't fathom out why at first then it clicked, Joshua one of the guys from my class, he had really changed since high school. "Tom, wow can't believe it is you, the famous Tom" He said greeting me warmly. I smiled "Joshua been a long time, and just exactly why am I famous?" I asked thinking that he wouldn't know. Joshua offered me a seat "I follow you on twitter, didn't realise you were back in Medina" he said. "Oh you do?" I looked surprised and chuckled as the thought crossed my mind if he was gay. He seemed to go all embarrassed and quickly asked "What can I do for you Tom?" going all business like. We spent half an hour sorting out my savings account and transferring all but $10k in to it. Josh couldn't believe how much money I had earnt from a short stint at modelling but even more so couldn't fathom why I would give up such a well paid job. "You turn 21 this weekend" Joshua said noticing my date of birth "I am 21 next week" he smiled. "I never realised we both had birthdays so close" I replied. He chuckled "Well you and your step-brother were always so close you never had time for anyone else at school" he replied. I sat stunned for a moment "God was I really that bad at school" I laughed. "All done" Joshua said handing me the details of my new account. I checked over them and smiled "Thanks, we really should catch up" I said feeling a little guilty. "I get off in 15 minutes do you want to meet for coffee?" he asked quietly. "Yes, yes I would love that, meet you at the diner" I replied shaking hands with him and leaving. Walking outside the bank I wandered along the row of shops slowly heading to the diner, popping in a few of them to browse around just like I use to when at school. Remembering Joshua at school he had a mess of hair and seemed to have acne breakouts but that all seemed to have cleared up, just goes to show how closed off I was at school. His dark hair was short and neatly trimmed along with his pale brown eyes. Body wise he was average and could get lost in a crowd discreetly except for his looks, he had grown in to his looks and was for all parts stunning, I remembered he hated sports and always got out of it and would rather sit with his face in a book studying. I noticed he stood my height as I entered the diner just ahead of him. We got a booth in a quiet part away from anyone else and ordered coffee. We chatted for half an hour fondly dissecting all the kids in our class and where they were now, he seemed to know a lot more of what they were up to now. He then turned the subject to Brad and telling me how he would come in to the bank every week and was always chatty with him. "I'm sorry Tom I have to get back to work" Joshua said "it's been great catching up with you". Smiling I stood up "I'm sorry for not being more of a friend at school" I said ashamed of myself. Joshua stood "Well maybe we can meet up, you need to tell me all about your modelling" he smiled. I looked at him for a moment "Come to the ranch on Saturday I have a few friends coming over for my birthday". "Really?" Joshua said surprised "Oh, well I guess I can come over late afternoon if your sure". "God yes, we can toast your upcoming birthday as well" I said giving him my mobile number. We parted at the door and shook hands and I watched him walk back to bank imaging how nice it would be to have sex with him. It then dawned on me that he would probably be the only straight person there amongst my little group. Second guessing that maybe it was not such a good idea, oh well I thought it's done and he would probably not come as it had been so long, I unlocked my car and drove back to the ranch. The rest of the day I spent researching jobs in media but was getting more and more depressed, all of them wanted experience. I sent out an application to a couple near Dallas to get a feel for the ground. I decided to go to the gym again and then swim, Brad came home as I was in the pool and stood at the door to our room watching me quietly. I had no idea how long he had standing there but I lit up when I saw him, he smirked at me and told me dinner was nearly ready. Climbing out of the pool and wrapping a towel around me Brad followed me inside and pulled me to him. Hi pinned my arms against my side and leaned forward trying not to get wet, he kissed me softly gradually applying more pressure until he slipped his tongue past my lips and into my mouth kissing me deeper. His kissing always started out like a test as if he was being cautious or just unsure. "Dinners ready you..." My mother stood there looking shocked at the scene before her. Quickly Brad pulled away going bright red in the face "Sorry I should have knocked" she said rushing out. I was stumped and horrified turning to look at Brad "Ooops" I said which seemed fittingly for the moment. "Fuck" Brad said "I guess dinner is going to be weird, you go I have lost my appetite" he said to me. I grabbed his arm "No way, I am not doing this alone, together or not at all" I said having had enough of the game. Brad looked at me silently for a moment "I don't know if I am ready" he said biting his finger. I hugged him "I think it is to late for that Brad" I said smelling the scent of him as I held him. He breathed a shaky heavy breath against my neck "And if it goes badly?" he asked nervously. I looked at him "I know it is not easy Brad, it's a big step but if you want me we have to do it". Brad nodded "Are you sure about me?" he asked summoning up some courage. "Only if you are absolutely sure and serious about me not leaving" I replied. Brad ran his hands over his face slowly "Fuck it, get changed" he said and kissed me again. Julia walked in to the family room "Where are they?" Seth asked looking up from the table "What's wrong?". Julia sat down and in a quiet voice "They were kissing Seth, I mean kissing" she emphasised. Seth patted her arm "We knew something had to give with them, they were ruining each other" he said calmly. "I know but it is seeing it, I wasn't really prepared to see it happening" she said shaking her head. Seth kissed her "I admit it's not ideal, you can't stop what they are feeling" he said the voice of reasoning. She looked at him lowering her voice more "Why doesn't it bother you?". Seth smiled "Sort of knew, come on you saw how Brad was when Tom left, the writing has been on the wall" he said. Julia sighed shaking her head again "What if it goes horribly wrong, people will talk as well" she said. "I don't care what anyone thinks it's not illegal and it is not their business" Seth said assuring her. It was a mess I will give you that, I didn't think we would get caught like that, my mind kept going back to the chat I had with Seth that night. I now began to realise that Seth knew something was boiling and it was no bunny rabbit, all the things he had said to me now made sense. Changed and ready I saw Brad biting his finger nervously and did something so bizarre, I grabbed his finger and put it in my mouth causing Brad to giggle. He looked at me "I suppose I can stop doing that now" he said. I gave him his finger back "I know you do it when you are nervous or upset" I replied holding his hand. Brad smiled and shook his head "There's no keeping secrets from you is there". "Secrets" I smiled "Come on let's get this over with" I said dragging him by the hand to dinner. "There you are" Seth said as we appeared at the door as if nothing was going on. Brad sat down at the table and looked at my mother and his father "Sorry" he started but my mother cut him off. "Let's eat" she said doing her best to act normally, I burst out in a nervous laugh as Maria served dinner to us. Brad was pretty quiet during dinner and answering questions in monosyllables, picking at his dinner he kept glancing at my mother looking for some response but she was avoiding any talk about what she had seen. Seth caught my gaze and smiled at me. "Have you decided what your doing for your birthday Tom?" Seth asked me. I looked up "Well if it's nice might take the guys to the river for a picnic" I replied seeing my mother nodding. "Is that it?" Seth replied "I mean you don't want anything else, big party?" he suggested. Shaking my head "No that's the last thing I want, oh I did invite Joshua, he works in the bank" I said. "Oh yes, he came here once for your birthday" my mother said looking at me "such a nice young man now". I saw Brad smirk when I mentioned his name "Do you know him Brad?" I asked knowing he did. "Yes" he replied "I see him when I do the banking, we always have a little chat, always asking after Tom" he said joining the conversation. "Would you mind if Joshua stayed over Saturday and joined the birthday dinner?" I asked looking at them. "Of course he can" my mother replied "we just let Maria know what you want for dinner" I nodded and smiled. "What is the matter with you Brad?" Seth asked after having enough of his mute state. He looked up a little shocked "Oh nothing" he replied looking back at his plate. "Are you worried what we think?" Seth asked looking at both of us. Quickly glancing at Brad I could see the fright in his eyes like he had been caught red handed with his hands in my underwear, the look was not dissimilar to that when we had just been caught kissing. Strange but the air around the table was not of dissent but more of a just tell us kind of feeling. I could feel my mother's gaze on me waiting, it was not as bad for me since I had been open about my sexuality with them from 15. It was Brad I felt concerned for as it would be a huge step and one from which he could not back step from easily once he opened up. I held Brad's hand "Well I suppose you have guessed something is going on" I said feeling Brad squeeze my hand. My mother looked at us "Are you in love with each other?" she asked out of the blue taking us by surprise. Brad looked at me and nodded, Seth chuckled "Good, I'm gad that's out in the open now" he said. So nothing is ever that easy and whilst Brad had pretty much revealed his feelings to me we still had a way to go. One thing for sure he certainly relaxed more and was no longer afraid of showing affection towards me around the ranch. We spent the rest of the evening in our bedroom, Brad was still somewhat taken back by the evenings events so we laid in bed together and I read to him for over an hour. Only this time Brad would caress my chest as I read, my arm around his shoulder and his head resting against my chest it was to coin a phrase total perfection. These kind of evenings were what we enjoyed most, the two of us just relaxing. When I turned the light off and huddled down in the bed, his arms slipped around me and we would kiss for ages until we both felt the sleepiness washing over us. This was how our week panned out and on Thursday Joshua sent me a text confirming he would like to come and that he would be here at midday on Saturday. Mother was pestering me about the sleeping arrangements, I knew that Mike and Steve would share a bed, but Sean and Joshua we decided to put in the lounge next to our bedroom since it had two comfy sofas that were ample in size to use as beds. I kept a beady eye on the weather forecast and it was looking good, Saturday might peak at 35c and then some storms in the evening but for the day it looked good. Friday morning I was rinsing my hair in the shower after a hefty work out in the gym with Brad and Seth. Brad was getting his work clothes out of the closet and undressing, he was quiet and I jumped feeling his hands wrap around me as he got in the shower with me. He kissed my neck "Do you remember the last time we shared this shower?" he asked placing small kisses on my neck. I had to think then nodded "Oh, yes I do, but it was cold water that night" I replied as he squeezed me tighter. "Thank you so much for loving and looking after me" Brad said turning me around. Every time I looked he took my breath away "You will be late for work" I said as his faced move closer to mine. The way he kissed me in the shower was unlike any other kiss, it usually started off with several small kisses before he would go full on. But today his mouth parted immediately with no hesitation, my mouth was ready to receive him and our tongues met as his lips closed in pressing firmly against mine. We stood there with the warm water cascading over our bodies enhancing the sensation we both felt as we shared one of the best loving kisses. My heart was pounding from desire, baby steps I reminded myself, although today was a big leap in the way he was reacting to me and feeling my body as we kissed. I pushed him off 'Shower, work' I reminded him leaving him under the shower receiving a gentle slap on the ass from him. The only thing on my mind at the moment was the thought of me sitting there beating off to him showering, I shook my head giggling and wondering if I was becoming an over horned up sex maniac. Anyway I did, not beat off you understand, I sat on the floor drying my self watching my muscle jock, yeah he wasn't as built like Eddie, instead he was beautifully formed and I could understand why all the girls from high school swooned over him. I was so in love with him, no one ever had or would ever take my breath away like he did and would do so in my life. I walked with him to the garage and kissed him goodbye and walked outside as he drove off with Seth. My mother had already left for work so was alone with Maria the housekeeper. I watched the SUV disappear and looked around at the expanse of land and how the sunlight danced across the fields towards the trees hiding the Medina river underneath. This place, the place I never thought I would be happy living at looked to be the most wonderful place on earth right now. It was like magic prevailed and Medina had cast a spell that washed over me like a warming gentle breeze, I felt more a part of Medina than I ever had...

Of course I like to think of myself as nice ,kind, loving and sometimes I am actually those things, but when it comes to bug chasing I can be a lying dirty slut. Of course I can be a good dirty lying slut ,but sometimes guilt catches up, but it may not do much. It started on a Sunday and it finished on a Tuesday. On the Sunday in question I was randomly looking on Barebackrt and looking at parties in my area. I mean I should start by saying I am a versatile bottom so a party promising a guy who was Neg bottom looking for Poz loads should have left me interested ,but basically as a Top looking for a load. I never felt that at all. I replied to the Ad. There were already 7 replies. The guy , who was nice, came back to me almost immediately. He said my profile said I was mainly a bottom looking for Poz loads. Obviously he wanted to be the center of attention and it was his hotel room. I mean he didn't say this but we both knew what he meant. I reassured him I was topping only that night and was only there to breed him. Then I dangled the idea of my unknown status. He was in and I was a lying whore. I knew what I wanted was the very thing he feared. Tuesday Night came and I left work early , got prepared and went to the address I had been given. I knew before I entered the almost seedy hotel room, that out of the 11 guys who said they were coming , only probably 2 would show up , so I was surprised to see 4 other guys in the small dark room. The bottom was on the bed already being fucked and moaning. The TV was loud to mask the sound. Another guy , who looked like he was in his 60s was shoving a big fat cock down the bottom's thoat. The other two guys were sitting on the second bed jerking off and looking at the sex. There was silence,besides the TV and the moaning. I sat down on the bed and took off my clothes, shoving them near the other piles of clothes and then lay back and started stroking. The other two guys in their possible 30s and 40s were stroking their cocks hard. The guy in his 40s had a large fat cock with a PA. The other guy just average but lovely cock. They were both looking hard at the sex in front of them and I was looking hard at them. The guy getting fucked was in heaven , he was moaning and writhing as he was being fucked. He was in his 40s I would say , but tonight he was the center of attention. I was about to take all of that away. The guy in his 30s was next to me and I lent down and started sucking on the guy's cock. It was lovely and he started moaning. I kept sucking. I stopped for a moment and then said loud enough for the 2 guys to hear me. " Fuck watching this guy getting pozzed turns me on so much, it almost makes me want to give up my Neg bottom status to be pozzed. I mean it is so fucking hot. I cant wait to fuck him, but as bottom I would love those Poz loads in my ass". I started sucking again. I knew I had both their attention. Within a second I had of them fingering my hole. I am a deceitful bitch. Soon while I was sucking the 30ish guy I could feel both their hands start grabbing my ass. The PA guy was most aggressive. " So you know what your saying don't you ? " He said quite loud. Louder than I wanted. It suddenly became apparent to the guys fucking, that something was happening. The guy with the PA continued loudly " This guy is a bottom Neg and wants to be fucked. He is gagging for it and while I wait my turn for the sloppy bottom over there I am going to fuck this bugchasing slut " I had been sucking cock but I could feel the bottom's eyes on me. I wanted this. I am a deceitful bitch. To be continued

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.”

So ive always been a condom only type top. Im married and didnt want to take the risk of bringing something home to my wife. But last night a hot bottom boy hit me up on grindr with a ass like ive never seen. Told me he would host and be face down ass up in a jock waiting for me with a condom next to him. I showed up and took the condom out but looking down at the hot hole I decided to finally try out raw. He was cool with it so i lubed up and slid inside... omg what a fucking pleasure it was. And when it came time to unload it was so nice just dumping my spurts of cum inside his hole with not a worry in the world of pregnancy or any other kind of bullshit. I pulled out. He said thanks and i left. So easy and convenient for a hot straight(ish) married guy like myself to just get off and leave. Im thinking im definitely hooked on raw lol

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.

This story is inspired by @swytch360 My Boy Stops PrEP My boy and I had an old fuckbuddy over for some fun a few weeks ago. Donnie had been POZ and undetectable for some time. I loved watching my boy take his big raw cock and cum over the years. We had seen him less and less in the past months and Donnie asked why. My boy said, honestly, that his sex drive was just waning. I’d noticed that too when fucking him myself or watching other buddies breed him. Donnie suggested it was actual risk that turned him on, reminding him that we’d started fucking together knowing he was POZ and undetectable long before we started PrEP. Now, it was like there were two safety barriers there. My boy nodded and agreed it wasn’t as hot taking his juicy loads as it used to be. My boy got an evil grin and suggested he try going off PrEP for a while. Donnie smiled back and told him he’d be honored to breed his unprotected ass. My boy led me and Donnie to the bathroom. He got the pill bottle and poured it into the toilet. He bent over and Donnie fucked him hard and flushed the john just as he bred my boy’s hole. We knew it would take 7-10 days for the protective meds to be flushed out of of my boy’s system. 11 days after his last pill, Donnie was back. We had a hot threeway. I ate my boy’s ass and sucked Donnie’s POZ cock, leaving it slick with spit. I even guided it into my boy’s hungry hole as he begged for POZ cum. Lately he’d been soft even getting pounded, but now his cock was rock solid, throbbing against his tight abs. My boy shot a big load all over the floor as Donnie filled his newly-unprotected boy pussy with fresh POZ cum. I got up to take a piss and came back to see them conspiratorially whispering to each other. After Donnie left, my boy asked me if it turned me on to see him off PrEP taking undetectable seed. I said YES! He asked me if I’d be ok seeing him take detectable seed. Even if I’d wanted to have said no, my boy could see I was rock-hard just thinking about it. A week later, Donnie arrived for our next newly-risky fuck session. He pulled up and honked his horn. My boy grabbed my hand and led us out to the car. We hopped in. Donnie and my boy knew where we were headed, but I was in the dark. A while later, we pulled up to a seedy bathhouse, the kind with gloryholes and private booths. Donnie signed us in as guests. He was a member, and by all appearances, a popular one. We went to his room and undressed. Donnie closed the door behind us for a little privacy even though anyone walking by would have heard what was about to happen. Again, I ate my boy’s ass and got it good and slick before guiding Donnie’s raw POZ cock into it. Once he was balls deep, Donnie turned to me and told me that he’d stopped his meds. While it would take a while to have potent POZ cum, he wouldn’t stop fucking my boy until he was no longer firing blanks. That got me so hard, knowing I was willingly participating in very risky behavior. Donnie could see I was about to cum just jerking myself off. He pulled back and let me breed my boy’s vulnerable unprotected hole. I caught my breath and pulled out as Donnie took my place. I loved seeing my NEG seed slosh out of my boy’s ass and all over Donnie’s POZ cock. Donnie shot off his dangerous POZ cum deep into my boy’s guts. When he pulled out, I saw a stranger tap his shoulder. While I had been fucking my slutty boy, Donnie had opened the door. Now, a gaunt guy with a saggy ass, round belly and sunken cheeks had shuffled in and was jerking a very impressive long cock sprouting out of a nest of silver pubes. Donnie laid down on the narrow mattress next to my boy and told him that a POZ daddy was going to fuck him too now. My boy just moaned and reached back, spreading his cummy cheeks apart for the toxic stranger to have his turn. That night, my boy took at least six POZ cocks in his raw boy pussy. We usually have a rule that no one sleeps over, but we made an exception for Donnie. When the three of us climbed into bed as the sun came up, my boy just held me and said, ‘thank you’ over and over. I held him as Donnie lined up his cock and pushed all of that toxic seed deeper and deeper inside my boy.

To me there is something very erotic about what you describe: the 'FULLY EXPOSED' and 'sexually-modified' element. I always associate SHAVED SMOOTH with a vanity, muscle, sports thing, guys drawing attention to their definition and their cock and balls being presented to all without anything being 'shrouded' or hidden. Liberated guys, anxious to show it ALL off! In some languages 'pubic hair' is referred to with terms suggesting 'modesty' or 'shame'. I.e. in German the word for pubic hair is Schamhaar, which translates into 'shame-hair'. So 'cutting everything off' is what I associate with 'liberation, modification and sexual optimization', being made AVAILABLE and presented like sexual merchandise. No shame, no inhibition, sex as sport!

I’ve thought a while about this one, and the one Top phrase that always gets inside my head is: ”Take it... Take it!” Because those words combine every truth about what’s taking place at that moment. He’s got me, he’s going to use me the way he wants for his exquisite pleasure, he’s going to fill me with his seed, and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it except open up so he can penetrate even deeper. A man said that to me last CumUnion - hope I run into him again...

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 2 I was in fucking heaven at this point...flying high with my stomach full of Daddy’s piss and cum. I felt my collar’s constant pressure from the pull of my leash as he led me to the sling. He removed my leash and suddenly I felt a slight disconnect from him. Seeing this, he held my chin. “Get on the sling cuntboy.” I climbed on the sling feeling the leather straps against my ass cheeks and back. As I took in the sight of my Daddy’s strong muscular ass framed in leather straps, he moved to the shelves and gathered up a set of wrist and ankle restraints. He turned and came towards me...his cock seemingly leading him towards his prize. He quickly fastened my wrists to the sling exposing my shaved pits. I groaned as I felt his tongue roughly explored my right pit as his hands grabbed my tit ring and pulled. “Fuck yeah! Harder!” I begged as the sensation of my tit being manhandled went directly to my cock. He smiled and moved down to my legs and pulled me forward exposing my strapped cunt as he pulled my legs apart and fastened the ankle restraints and securing them to the sling. I felt his rough hands examine my body. At that moment I was an object for Daddy’s pleasure... nothing more. My body bucked as both his hands worked their way up my calves and thighs towards my cunt. I wanted this man....my Daddy. Then I felt it...fingers gently teasing my cunt lips. I moaned and my body rose offering itself. “Fucking hungry cunt,” he growled. He smiled devilishly as he inserted two fingers in me and explored, “Tell Daddy what you want.” “Fuck Daddy! I need your cock! Feed my cunt!” I begged as his fingers stretched my cunt to prepare me for his cock. “Good answer boy.” “but first I’ve got something more for you.” He removed his fingers and stuck them greedily in his mouth as he headed to the table where the metal container surrounded by the dust of the lines sat. Daddy grabbed the container, walked back and placed it on my stomach. I shivered as the cold metal hit me skin. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy,” Reaching up to one of the chains holding the sling, he pulled off a rubber strap that had been wrapped around the chain. I knew what was coming next. I had never slammed before but we had discussed it. We had agreed that it would be my decision when the time came and he would honor that. He placed his cock in near my mouth. “Boy, we discussed this. It’s your decision. What do you want? Take your time and decide.” I opened my mouth and took his cock as I looked into his eyes. There I was...his hard cock throbbing in my mouth. What could I do?! At this point all I felt was the hunger emanating from my cunt. As he pulled out of my mouth, I moaned, “Please...” Daddy grabbed my restrained arm and wrapped the strap around my bicep. “Relax boy...” Reaching down, he opened the metal box now warm from my body heat and pulled out an alcohol prep packet. With his teeth, he tore it open and spit out the packet’s edge, He then proceeded to gently swab my arm with the alcohol pad. “Cuntboy...” He said reassuringly. “I know this is something new. Daddy’s here and will make sure you will be transformed into the cuntboy you were born to be. I knew from the first time we chatted that this is what you were.” He then reached into the metal box and pulled out an orange capped syringe. Pulling off the cap with his teeth, our eyes locked. I could hear the taps as he worked to remove any air bubbles. “Ready cuntboy? There’s no turning back once this goes in. Look at me boy. I want you to see everything.” I groaned... acknowledging and accepting my fate. “Good boy. Here it goes.” I felt the prick of the needle go in... yet another surrender of my body. I saw him pull back the plunger as the syringe filled with the red tinge of my blood. “That my boy, is your first register.” Daddy laughed as he quickly pushed the plunger with all its contents into my vein and undid the strap. Suddenly I felt it. Everything that I heard about...the scratching throat...uncontrollable coughing and rapid heartbeat. My thoughts clouded as I felt Daddy holding the entry point. My arms, still restrained over my head, allowed the chem filled blood to move quickly down and rush through the rest of my body. Suddenly any panic disappeared and my body was engulfed in hungry ecstasy. Daddy stepped back holding the now empty syringe and tossed it into a bucket and I began to gently buck as the chems intensified the cravings deep in my cunt. After wrapping the rubber strap around his bicep, he grabbed the metal box, removed it from my stomach and placed it on the table. I could see his back muscles flex as he prepped his arm. Turning around, he smiled as he walked back to me with the capped syringe in his hand and stood between my legs. “CUNTBOY! LOOK AT ME! Daddy’s gonna be there with you soon.” Daddy stared intently at my cunt as he pulled off the orange cap with his teeth and spit it out hitting my chest as it bounced to the floor. He tapped and inserted the needle. As he continued examining my cunt, he pulled the plunger back. “Boy...look...Daddy’s blood.” I moaned as I saw the syringe’s contents mix with my Daddy’s blood. Before I knew it, the plunger went in and he tossed it into the bucket joining mine. There stood my Daddy....arm up with his finger over the entry point. He growled. “FUCK YEAH! SLAMMED UP CUNTBOY!” My body’s involuntary bucking continued as my cunt took over. It needed that cock. “Please Daddy! Fuck my cunt!” Daddy stood there holding his throbbing cock looking intensely at my cunt. “FUCK ME Daddy!” I begged over and over. I was now just his chemmed up cuntboy begging for cock. Suddenly he moved forward and I felt his metal tipped cock pressing against my cunt. Slowly he pushed as my cunt lips opened to accept him. “OH God!” I moaned as the pain of his invasion turned into a pleasure I had never felt before. At this point I looked up at the mirrored ceiling and saw myself opened and exposed. With the combination of Daddy’s cock filling my cunt and chems rushing through my body, I lost it. I was now nothing more than a cunt... a fucking receptacle for cock...nothing fucking more! As Daddy’s cock continued its course, his hands moved up past my jock encased leaking cock and took hold of my ringed tits. His hands tugged and pinched as my moans grew louder. “Fuck Daddy! Please!” Then...he was completely in and I felt a pressure deep inside against my prostate causing my cock to jump. “Oh, Fuck Daddy!” Then it began. I felt his cock pull out. Before I could protest at the emptiness in me, a deep growl came out of Daddy as he thrust filling my cunt again. He was a madman making sure his cock took ownership of my cunt. I felt his cock’s rhythmic movement as it hit my prostate with every thrust causing my cock to continue leaking until a large pool gathered on my stomach and began to drip down my side. Seeing the precum, Daddy stopped his thrusts, smiled and gathered it up with his hand putting it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Mmmmmm...good boy...” His tongue flickered and took up a bit of my fluids. An evil grin overtook him as he reached down and began rubbing my precum all over my face. I instinctively began to lap at his offering and tasting the product of the sexual excitement that he had created. “PLEASE DADDY...FUCK ME! FEED MY CUNT!” I begged as he began to thrust into me again. The sound of his sweaty thighs slapping again my inner thighs filled the room as it mixed with the slurping sound of my cunt trying to hold onto his cock. His thrusts continued hitting my prostrate until I couldn’t hold back. I yelled, “OH FUUUUCK! I’M CUMMING! FUUUUCK!” as my orgasm washed over my body and I collapsed back onto the sling. Daddy continued his fucking...nothing could stop him now from achieving his own release. “Fucking slammed up cuntboy. How’s it feel to be nothing but a cunt...fucking slammed up cunt for cock?!” “Fuck yeah Daddy!” I eagerly responded. “That’s what I am....fucking cuntboy ready to service cock!” As his cock engorged even more than it had been before and filled my cunt, I felt Daddy quicken his thrusting. His breathing grew deeper...Daddy roared, “LOOK AT ME BOY! DADDY’S GONNA FEED YOU!” as he erupted deep in my cunt. I could feel the cum pulsing from his cock as my cunt lips began to milk his cock for every last drop. Staying in to the root, Daddy stood between my legs. I took in the sight of him... my fucking sweat covered Daddy. Daddy slowly removed his cock from inside me leaving only the pierced head inside. I groaned...knowing that I would be without his cock but knowing that his cum was now in me and would be absorbed into my cunt making him a part of me always. Then I was empty. I lay there...marveling at his cock...trying to remember how it felt in me. Daddy quickly freed my ankles and moved to the shelf grabbing a mason jar. Returning, he pulled down my jock and freed my now soft cock. I shivered as I felt his hand on my cock placing in the jar. “Now boy. Give me your slam piss.” Groaning, I let loose of my bladder and exhaled. I heard the sound of the piss rapidly filling the jar until I felt the piss reach my cock head. Daddy pulled the piss filled jar away and placed it on the table. Licking his lips as he returned... he gathered up my cock and balls in both his hands. He smiled... “Like I said before boy...your cock doesn’t matter...but damn!” and took my cockhead in his mouth tasting the remains of my piss. I bucked. Daddy held my balls tightly as my cock began to grow in his mouth,” Oh, fuck!” After cleaning off my cock, Daddy walked around the sling and moved toward my face. As he unchained my wrists, he chuckled, “Time to clean my cock boy. Taste your cunt juices mixed with Daddy’s cum.” I opened my mouth and took him in. The taste of his cum and my juices drove me wild. I began slurping and consuming the remains. He had become a part of me and I was now tasting what I had become... a cum filled cunt. Then I heard it...a groan coming from the doorway... “Fuck Yeah!”

by Kevin Ryan kev_ryan25@yahoo.co.uk I used to be normal, just an average young man living an ordinary, dull life. That is, until I went for late night stroll, and found a new world of lust, strength and the night. The full moon was on display on a warm summers night. Always a troubled sleeper, I decided to take a walk around the local area. I came across a woodland area that I knew from my childhood days, and, feeling adventurous and very horny, plucked up the courage to strip and wank off in a suitably subdued spot. As I walked around to find the right place, I heard a strange sound. My ears were surely playing tricks – it sounded like a howl, followed by grunting and growling. This was England, and we’re not supposed to have anything like wolves, but it sounded so wild and eerie. Despite obviously being an animal, it had a human quality that raised goose bumps. I wrestled with the notion of running home, but something about the sound fascinated me. Curiosity having got the better of me, I ventured on tiptoe in the direction of the noises. I reached the end of the tree line and saw a clearing. The moon was incredibly bright and nearly full, so I had no trouble seeing. The air had electricity, vibrating with energy. I felt the hair go up at the back of my neck. But that was nothing compared to what I saw. A tall, naked man aged maybe 40-50, with a massive chest and protuding nipples was standing upright in full view. His pecs were so big his nipples pointed down. The rest of him was muscular and perfectly proportioned with his considerable height. He had short greying hair, and a moustache. Once I had taken all this in, I dared to look further down. His penis was massive. It jutted out angrily, straining upwards in search of relief towards the moon. Even from a distance, I could see it pulse, and the veins protruded out. His balls were huge and hung down between his muscular thighs. He was like a wild animal, displaying his superiority. I was incredibly turned on from this display, but also freaked out as to why he was out there. I felt my erection growing, and was desperate to relieve myself, but before I had the chance to do anything, he lifted his head up released a powerful howl. He sniffed the air, and glared towards me. His eyes were glowing yellow, and I saw his teeth reflect the moonlight. But they weren’t ordinary teeth - They were fangs. I was by now terrified and considered making a run for it, when he crouched down on his powerful thighs and pounced at least 15 metres towards me. He surely wasn’t human and I had no time to react. He landed in front of me, growled and licked his lips. Grabbing hold of me with his huge hands and supernatural strength, he clamped his jaw on my neck and sunk his fangs into me. Utterly helpless, I simply gave in and waited for death. Instead, weird images and sensations flooded my head: fucking, the smell of sex and sweat, of wolves howling. My dick got even harder, as he unleashed it from my jeans and jerked me off. I quickly shot a huge load over his thighs. I collapsed to my knees, as the man who had attacked me shoved his huge cock in my mouth. Fucking my throat with a ferocity I had never experienced, I could barely cope with its size. He soon erupted in my mouth, forcing me to swallow most of it; the rest spilled down the sides of my mouth. He shuddered with orgasmic joy, as I could see the sweat glisten on his massive chest. He howled once more, and strode off into the night. Confused, drained, and excited, I staggered home. Collapsing into bed fully clothed, I had forgotten that he had bit me on the neck. There was no pain, and I was too disorientated to really care. Waking up the next morning, I was still freaked out by what I saw and experienced, but as I did not appear to suffer any ill effects, I tried to put it behind me, though I did enjoy a satisfying wank remembering his stunning body. Would I go out and look for him again? It turns out I did not have much of a choice. Feeling restless and snappy all day, which only increased as evening drew closer. I found myself pacing my house, unable to shake a feeling of being drawn somewhere. I tried drinking myself to submission, but that just got me more annoyed and aggressive. Eventually I gave up and went to bed. I actually managed to sleep, but my dreams took me back to those disjointed images I had experienced last night. I saw the man from the woods, surrounded by a circle of naked, muscular men in wolf-masks, chanting something unrecognisable. The man was tied up, and crouching over a stone with a design at its centre. He seemed less muscular than when I saw him, and his cock was normal size. He was covered in some weird design, which I couldn’t make out, but I got the impression that it was blood. He let out a scream which made me wake with a start, covered in sweat, panting, with my heart beating incredibly fast. My cock was rock-hard and I knew I had to do something. The clock said it was only 11.30. I fell out of bed, grabbed some clothes and made my way out. I didn’t really know where I was going, but I found myself taking the same route as last night. I was still panting and sweating, and I must have looked seriously disturbed to anyone that saw me. I didn’t care; something was making me go back to the woods. Once I arrived, I made my way to the clearing where that damn man had been. Sure enough he was there again, that magnificent display of muscle and cock, and those weird animal sounds coming from him. Only, he wasn’t alone. The men from my dreams surrounded him. They were all hulks of muscle and displaying massive erections, but they looked very sinister. Something clicked in my head, and I found myself approaching the circle. A gap formed to let me through. Again, my cock was straining to be released, and my body felt like it was on fire. Two of the men came up to me and ripped my clothes off. My cock was nowhere near as big as theirs, but I didn’t care, it felt so good to be naked, the moon shining on me. One of them took me in his mouth and sucked ferociously. My brain boiled with lust, as another went behind me and licked my arsehole. It would not be long before I shot cum everywhere, but before I could, two of them pinned my arms together, and lifted me onto the stone from my dream. All the while my cock was straining angrily, almost as if had a life of its own. They covered my torso and back with the design I recognised from my dream. Another one of the men passed me a wooden cup. Containing what smelt like blood and spunk. One side of my brain was telling me to get the hell out of here, but something more primal, and instinctual pushed me into drinking from the cup. My throat felt like it was on fire, as the chanting grew heavier and more fevered. I dropped on all fours, as I felt my body undergoing a transformation. My cock strained up to my belly, and seemed to grow in length and girth. It was rock hard, and angry. The head, which was glistening with pre-cum, was massive and purple. The shaft red, and bulging with veins. My balls doubled in size and filled with cum, waiting to explode. The rest of my body was also transforming: I felt my skin stretch as my muscles grew and bulged like my cock. I felt the fat sweat out of me, replaced with taut, firm muscles. My arse became the perfect bubble butt, and my tits developed a deep cleft. My stomach reformed with a sharp six-pack, as my thighs and calfs swelled. My biceps strained with power. I had never felt so alive, and raw. I was full of strength and aggression. I needed to fight, to wrestle, and rut with any of them – all of them. I knew what I was meant for. But the men were not finished with me. I glanced up at my initiator, who grinned a lustful and hungry smile. His yellow eyes shone in the darkness. I would be his. I looked down to his cock, it was bigger than mine, and I realised that I wanted him to fuck me. I had never been fucked before, and I knew that humongous cock would tear me apart, and I couldn’t wait. He growled at me, as if he knew what I was thinking. Crouched down and tied up, my newfound muscles bulging with power, and my monstrous cock dripping precum, I was nearly over the edge. Any rational, human thought had ceased in my brain. The circle of men began masturbating their equally large cocks as they continued their chanting. I sensed that the ritual may be drawing to a close, as my mentor came up to me. We snapped and growled at each other, as I strained against my bonds with ever increasing fury. He played with my nipples, twisting and slapping them. One by one, the circle climaxed and began to cum, huge arcs splashing all over us. I was doused in it. Another cup was shoved in front of my face, and I eagerly drank it dry. I felt my cock grow another inch, and my muscles expand even more. I had reached my breaking point. In a howl of anger and lust, I ripped by bonds apart, and leapt for my man. We tore into each other, rolling around on the grass, punching, biting – the sound of hard flesh slapping, the smell of blood, cum and sweat overpowering me. I had to fuck him, to be fucked now, or I should surely explode. He wrestled me into submission, climbing on to my back. He spat on his giant cock, and began to finger me roughly, teasing my asshole. I writhed about in lust, but he managed to find my enlarged prostate. He pressed on it which sent unbelievable sensations through my body. My cock jumped and gulped, getting even bigger. In my near-animal state, I growled at him to fuck me. He needed no more invitation. He lubed my cock with some of the globules of spunk around us and rammed his cock up to my arsehole. There was little resistance, as I seemed to have greater control over my body. I willed my arsehole to expand, and we both howled in ecstasy. The world seemed to disappear from my consciousness. We were making unholy noises, but I did not care. my insides were being pushed apart by this monstrosity. I didn’t care. It was the best feeling I had ever experienced in my life. It did not take long for both of us to reach what was going to be an almighty climax. I felt his cock enlarge, as he urgently pumped into me. Suddenly, he exploded and shot his cum deep into me, letting out a massive roar. This tipped me over the edge, as my cock, which looked about to burst, shot out cum again and again. It felt like several orgasms at one. We fell apart, as both of us began to convulse. I could feel the final stage of my new life begin. My skin rippled, as hair began to push out of the folicles. My mouth stretched outwards into a muzzle, as tooth became fang. My hands changed shape, to be more paw-like, with long, hard claws. My body became even more muscular, even muscles I did not know I had pushed out of me. My cock became hard again, with the sheer ecstasy of my new form. The change was over in a matter of minutes, and I was dimly aware of my new wolf-lover transforming. He truly was a magnificent animal. I could not wait to mount him this time. We leapt at each other as the change was completed, as I shoved my cock into his eager arse. Biting at his back, we holwed in unison. I had found my soul-mate, my alpha male. That was two years ago. My old life dissappeared from my consciousness. Although we only became wolf during the full moon, my body was forever changed after that night. I soon learnt that it was our job to recruit fresh meat into our wolf-pack – a task I was more than ready to take up.

Dude, 50 ml at a time is not going to much more than rinse out your rectum and possibly trigger a bowel movement. For our American friends reference, 50 ml is less than two ounces. Ideally you want a real douche tap with a controlled flow of water. Where I am most bathhouses have this. Others have referenced a shower shot, which is an auxiliary fixture you can install at home. If that isn't possible, then an enema bag with hose from a medical supply store is a functional option. The capacity of these things will be measured in litres, not millilitres. Even then you will require multiple fills. Worst case scenario: multiple manual rinses with a 500ml water bottle with a narrow neck. With this you are maybe going to push 350ml up your ass at a time. When I have to resort to this it generally means at least 20 rinses spread out over maybe 90 minutes. Ten rinses or so. Wait 20 minutes. Rinse another 6 or 7 times. Hope things are pretty clean at thos point. Wait a half hour and rinse 3 or 4 times. Whatever you do, you aren't finished until the water is clear AND doesn't smell bad. Even if things look clean, if the water coming out of your ass smells like stale shit, it's a sign something is imminently going to fuck up your fuck. I was a complete newbie only a few years ago but figure I have had about 2000 cocks up my ass in the last 5 years. Probably over 90% have gone straight from my ass to my mouth, so I both want it clean and would notice if it were not.

I hate pubic hair! I have been shaving for years..

This might work for you. I remember putting this on an early post here on BZ: https://howtocleanyourass.wordpress.com/ Good luck!

I was 13 and at camp. There were 3 other guys in my dorm, and we were always horny. One night we got some contraband rum from a townie and played truth or dare. It started with me sucking off the husky kid Robby, then I offered to let them all nut in my mouth. The next night I offered to let all 3 nut in my ass. I didn't know about cleaning out and my camp diet was awful, so there were some messes. But I took 5 loads in my ass that night.

I've often been surprised over the years how many guys cheat on their boyfriends or partners - and even more so by how many of them are willing to do it bareback. A few months ago I posted a story about an experience I had when I watched a friend in a committed relationship let two guys fuck him bareback and cum in his arse in a darkroom in Munich. A lot of people liked that story so I thought I would post a few more of the experiences I've had where the guy has been cheating on his boyfriend and some of the experiences when I cheated on my long term partner. For obvious reasons, I've changed all the names.... A couple of years ago I was invited to a friend's 40th birthday party in Scotland. I didn't think I would be able to go as I had to work but at the last minute I was able to get the time off. The friends I usually stay with has other people staying with them and they suggested that, rather than try to book a hotel at the last minute I could stay with friends of theirs, a couple named David and Ryan. I had met David and Ryan quite a few times although I didn't know either of them well. They belonged to a group of friends I knew had very strong views on things like monogamy and safe sex. I had heard this group of friends being very disapproving of cheating and even more so of barebacking. David especially had very strong views on all these things and was not slow to voice them. Ryan was quieter but generally seemed to agree with his partner. I travelled up early on the Saturday morning and arrived around lunch time. David and Ryan occupied a one bedroom flat and I was to sleep on a sofa bed in the living room. David was a bit of a bear, in his late 30s and his partner Ryan was a few years younger. We met some other friends for drinks in the afternoon and then got ready for the party in the evening which was being held at a hotel in the centre of town. It was a good party I enjoyed it. We got home quite late and I was in no rush to get up the next morning. Ryan and David were going out in the morning and then David was going to work in the afternoon and Ryan had offered to run me to the airport. I got up, had some breakfast and then had a shower. I was feeling really horny and began to play with myself in the shower. I knew Ryan and David wouldn't be back for a couple of hours so when I had finished showering I went on line to see if I could find someone for a quick local hook up. The first guy I chatted to was a twink who was up for being fucked and was happy to do it bb but was looking for someone nearer his own age. The next guy was Joel, a really fit mixed race guy in his early 30s who wanted a quick fuck on his way home from the gym and seemed genuinely interested in meeting up with me. He sent me pictures of his big thick cock and told me he wanted to fuck me and cum in my arse. I was really horny now - I hadn't been fucked for a while and I needed to be fucked and fucked hard. The problem was he had a partner and couldn't accommodate. I knew I shouldn't but I was just too horny - so I gave him the postcode of Ryan and David's flat and told him to text me when he was outside. About 20 minutes later he arrived and he was every bit as good looking as his pictures. I wasted no time in getting his pants down and soon his big thick cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then turned him around so that I could lick his arse. His hole was quite hairy and I pushed my tongue right up him. It was time to fuck and soon I was lubed and bent over the settee as Joel pushed his big thick cock right up my arse. It felt incredible - I had not had a cock that big up my arse for a while. He pushed his cock right up me and gave me a moment to get used to it before he began to fuck me slowly. It was the best fuck I'd had for a long time - he started slowly and then built up until he was banging my arse really hard with his big thick cock and I knew he was getting close. I knew I shouldn't really be doing this in Ryan and David's flat but I thought they wouldn't be back for another hour or so and figured they would never know. Joel was breathing heavily now and before long he pushed his cock right up my arse and held it there, groaning loudly as he pumped my arse full of cum. He seemed to cum for ages and then he slumped forward over me. It was then I realised we had an audience - Ryan and David were standing in the doorway. I could see from David's face that he wasn't happy and he turned away just as Joel started pulling out my arse. Ryan had also turned to leave but he looked back into the room just Joel pulled his cock out and then followed his partner into the kitchen. I had been caught with my pants down! When Joel had left I pulled my pants up and went into the kitchen and apologised. I said I hadn't meant to abuse their hospitality and I was sorry. David said "It's fine, forget it." I could see that he was far from happy though and the atmosphere was distinctly frosty as we had lunch together. After lunch David went off to work and, as I was starting to get my stuff together, Ryan came into the room. "You ok?" he said. I said I was fine and said "I'm sorry about earlier on." Ryan grinned and said "It's fine, really. David has very strong views on all that sort of thing - I'm a bit more liberal." He was silent for a moment and then said "Actually, I thought it was quite horny." I was looking out of the window as Ryan said "That guy wasn't wearing a condom, was he?" I said no he wasn't and Ryan grinned. He moved closer to me and soon his arms were round me and he was kissing my neck. "Do you like to fuck bareback?" he whispered and I nodded. His hands were on the waistband of my trousers now and, still kissing the back of my neck, he slowly pulled my trousers and pants down and bent me over the settee. I bent forward as I heard Ryan slip his pants down and soon his cock was pushing against my arse. I spread my legs and soon he was pushing up my cum filled arse. "Oh fuck..." he moaned as his cock went right up me and he began to fuck. I was beyond horny now - I had always thought Ryan was quite fit and I had never thought in a million years that I would end up bent over the settee with him fucking me bareback while his partner was at work. Ryan fucked me hard and fast and after a short time he told me he was going to cum. I told him to go for it and seconds later Ryan was shooting his cum deep into my arse. We were both out of breath when Ryan pulled out and he mopped his brow with his T shirt. He kissed me and then I went down on his cock and sucked him for a while. He pulled me up and kissed me again. I thought that would be us finished but soon his hand was on my cock again. "Do you like to fuck?" he asked. I nodded and he took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom. Soon he was kneeling up on the bed and my tongue was up his fit arse. I licked him for a while and then he passed me some lube. When he was lubed I pushed my cock against his hole and he moaned. My cock slid up him easily and I began fuck him bareback - right there on the bed he shared with his partner. He was moaning softly as I began to fuck him harder. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and I told him I was going to cum in his arse. "Fuck yeah...." he moaned as I began to shoot what felt like a massive load of cum deep into his cheating arse. A little later, Ryan drove me to the airport and we swapped numbers. I have met up with Ryan a few times since and each time we've enjoyed some horny unprotected sex, with his boyfriend none the wiser. The next experience I had with a cheating guy was also in Scotland. I was staying in a hotel in the centre of Glasgow one Friday evening and I hooked up on line with a fit guy in his mid 30s. He was out drinking with colleagues after work and was horny to be fucked. When we were chatting he said I had to use a condom as he had a partner. When he turned up he was even better looking than his pictures suggested. He had come from work and was smartly dressed in a shirt and dark trousers - very horny! We sucked each other for a while and then I bent him over the bed and licked his arse. When it came time to fuck him he never mentioned condoms so I fucked him bb and shot a nice big load into him. Afterwards we chatted and he told me he had been with his partner for seven years. He said he had never cheated until a couple of years ago when his car had been off the road and he had to take the bus into the city to work. He had looked up the times, got up early and gone for the bus. A dark haired Polish guy with a tool bag was standing at the bus stop. He said he realised the guy was cruising him almost immediately and soon they were in a wooded area behind the bus stop and he was sucking the guy's cock. He ended up leaning against a tree with his pants down as the Polish guy fucked him bareback and shot a load of cum into his arse. He told me he had felt guilty but also really turned on - and about six months later he was staying in a hotel on business and got chatting to two guys at the bar and ended up going back to their room where they both fucked him and loaded up his arse. He said he tries to play safe when he cheats but every now and then he enjoys taking a load up his arse. I sucked him off and then he pulled up his pants and went off home to his partner - a big load of cum deep in his arse. Later that year I was at a friend's Christmas drinks party and I was introduced to a guy called Marek. We had a lot in common as we both worked in the same field and we got on well. I liked Marek a lot and I got the feeling he was interested in me. He told me his partner was away for the weekend visiting family and so he was flying solo. A little later we started chatting again and I was sure he was coming on to me. He lived not far from me and so I offered him a lift home. As we drove home one thing led to another and we ended up back at my house. Marek was not really my usual type, he was tall and thin, and very hairy. For some reason this turned me on and soon we were in my bedroom and I was sucking his cock. I sucked him for a while and then licked his hairy balls. I sucked his cock again and then turned him round so I could lick his arse. He had a really hairy hole and he loved me licking it. He was moaning and pushing his arse back into my face as I pushed my tongue as far up his hole as I could and he told me he didn't get that at home. He told me he really wanted me to fuck him but I would have to use a condom as he wanted to protect himself and his partner. I said I had run out of condoms but he said it was ok - he had one and he produced it. I didn't really want to use the condom but I did really want to fuck him so I put it on and pushed my cock up his arse. He was really tight and it took me a few minutes to get my cock right up him. I began to fuck him and, although I didn't really enjoy wearing the condom and wasn't sure I would be able to cum with it on, he was doing amazing things to my cock with his tight arse and soon I got into my stride and began to fuck him harder. I was really into it now - his arse was one of the tightest I had ever fucked and soon I was enjoying every minute of the fuck - it didn't feel like I was wearing a condom at all. We were both really into it now and soon I was shooting my cum into his arse. When I pulled out we both saw that the condom had split - it was completely wrecked. I hadn't cum for about seven days and I knew I had shot a really big load into him. We now both knew that big load had gone right up his arse. He looked shocked and really worried. After a few moments he shrugged and said "Oh well, I suppose these things happen." A little to my surprise, he told me his partner was a way for another few days and asked me if I fancied meeting up for lunch the following day. We met up, had a good lunch and ended up back at my house again. We kissed, sucked and rimmed each other until we were both horny to fuck and he knelt up on the bed. I waited for him to produce the condom and, realising what I was waiting for, he shrugged and said "Look, you've already cum up me once, you don't need to bother with a condom." I pushed my bare cock right up him and began to fuck. This fuck was even better than the first one and Marek also seemed to be even more into it. He was also more verbal - telling me to fuck him harder and moaning for me to cum in his arse. I shot another big load into him. I suspected from the fact that he had condoms with him that he had gone to the party with the intention of hooking up with someone. But I found it very horny that he had started off making sure he was protecting himself and his partner and had ended up fucking bareback and moaning for me to cum in his arse. Part 2 to follow

It was a Saturday night, and plans fell through for going out with friends. So I was sitting at my computer going through local ads for shemale companions. I came across one ad for someone who actually was quite close to me. She advertised as a dominant Latin shemale, 5'10", 170lbs, long black hair and well hung. It had been a long time since I got properly laid, so I called her up. A feminine accented voice answered, we had a brief chat about what I wanted and arranged a time. Shower, shave, clean out and I was at her place in an hour. When she answered the door I was floored. She had on those shiny black thigh high boots, PVC mini skirt, lace top, full red lips and a perfume that got me instantly going. I stepped inside, she closed the door and she firmly pushed my back against the wall, kissing me deeply and tweaking my nipples. When she stopped kissing me, she said, I'm going to take control of you tonight and you will love it. With that, she took out a small brown bottle (which I later discovered were poppers), and placed it under my nose. Inhale slowly and deeply with each nostril she told me. I got this incredible rush along with a feeling of sluttiness. She looked at me and smiled then took my hand and led me to a darkened bedroom. She then stood behind me and slowly took off everything I was wearing. When she was done, she wrapped her arms around me and I could feel this massive cock getting hard between my legs. Time for you to have some more treats as she put the bottle under my nose and told me to inhale again. My knees got weak and she guided me to lie face down on the bed. She got on top of me and started pouring oil on my back and ass, giving a deep and strong massage, all the while rubbing that massive cock between my cheeks. I started pushing my ass against her cock, but she said not yet honey, you need some stretching exercises. She took a big pillow and put it under my stomach and then poured more oil on my ass. I then felt slowly one finger then two enter my ass. As she was going in and out, she handed me the bottle of poppers and said you will take a hit every time I tell you, like right now! As I inhaled again, she suddenly got 4 fingers in me! I never felt so slutty, as I pushed against those fingers. She purred, you like that do you? How about a little more? Take another hit baby. As I sniffed deeply, she got her thumb in, then with a gentle push I could feel her whole hand go inside me. I was shocked, breathing deeply and she said relax, I'm not going any further. Just feel it, enjoy it. I'm taking control of your ass. Now take another small hit and I'm going to take my hand out. I think you're ready for the main event. She slowly withdrew her hand, turned me over onto my back and smiled at me. Very good, you did so well. She then leaned over, kissed me deeply and lay on top of me, taking me into her arms. After a few minutes of cuddling and caressing, she whispered into my ear, I really like you, and now I'm going to own you. Take another hit of poppers, hold it, exhale, then take a second hit. As I was taking that first hit, she turned my body so my ass was partially off the bed, put my legs on her shoulders and smiled. I know you really want this. She then began stroking her cock and I got a good look at it. This was definitely 9 inches and thick. As I was taking the second hit of poppers, she started inching her way into my ass, no condom just bare. I'd never taken a bare cock in my life but it felt so good going in. Now breathe deeply and take one more hit, and as I did, she went all the way in. My god I felt so full, so slutty and completely in her control. She then took the bottle of poppers and took a hit herself, handed them back to me and slowly started to fuck me, staring deeply into my eyes. Nothing was said during the next 20 minutes, just a slow deep fucking, every few minutes she would gesture for me to take some more poppers. I could see sweat building up on her forehead, and then she said, this is now where I mark you as mine, are you ready? I just smiled and said yes, I am yours. With that, she buried herself deeply into me and I could feel her cock pulse, 7, 8 times and a feeling of warmth and wetness in my ass. She stayed inside me and caressed my body, quietly saying, you are mine, all mine, I own you and will have you in any way I want. My seed is in you now, there is no going back. Now take another hit of poppers. As I did, she slowly pulled out and cupped her hand below my ass as a handful of cum leaked out. She crawled up onto the bed and poured it into my mouth. Go ahead and swallow and don't worry, I left lots more inside you. Her cum was sweet, thick and made me want more. She then kissed me again, both of us tasting her cum. She sat back, smiled, and said, I think I know what I want to do with you now. She went into her dresser drawers, took out a bra, crotchless panties, a corset and stockings. Stand up my pet, and get dressed in these . She guided me on how to wear the lingerie and then stood back, I like this look on you. She then put a blindfold on me and led me over to a fuck bench in the living room. When she strapped me in, she placed a breathing mask over my nose and filled it with poppers. The poppers did not feel as strong but it was a constant hit. I heard her walk away and get on her phone. Hello girl, are you bored? I have a new playtoy! 20 minutes? I'll see you soon! We're going to have some fun tonight!

According to the CDC, for the fifth consecutive year, combined cases of gonno, chlamydia and syph have risen in the US. Combined they total 2.4 million infections that were diagnosed and reported in the last year. Rates of reported cases tended to be highest amongst adolescents and young adults.. The states with the highest rates are Alaska for Chlamydia, Mississippi for Gonna and Nevada for primary and secondary syph.

As someone who may take an interesting streak on this (and who is cisgendered and pansexual), I'll just say that my view does not excuse any transphobia, nor me taking a stand on a trans-related subject matter for a complete truth - I can only come from my personal perspective. "Femme" (in the gay community) usually refers to a cis-gendered male who designs himself in the aesthetic of what most would considered "feminine." That means male as the gender, and "feminine" is the aesthetic or look of that male. So, a femme twink coming in a bathhouse may have a different reaction than someone who is actually trans. Now, I do agree that we do have a SEVERE prejudice against feminine looking, sounding, or acting gay men. "No Fats, no Fems" is such a common slogan in the gay community, it might as well be our chant. It's disgusting that we have such anger towards men who either explore femininity or has feminine traits that they cannot control. Especially when gay men are the same ones who fetishize young girly twinks (or certain men with femme voices), but also belittle them and write them all off as "brats" or being "disposable" due to seeming like a stereotype, therefore seeming like a "dime a dozen." So, that I completely agree with. However, for someone who is a woman entering a gay scene, it may not be the best due to transphobia being strong, and that gay men may not necessarily be attracted to "real" femininity, rather the "fetishized" femininity (twinks with fat asses, soft skin, girlish tendencies, etc.). It's the same thing with some women liking "shy boys" but not liking guys who are actually shy (gross example, but, very simple point). The thing I would say is don't let it get you down. I'm not masculine at all. I probably am as femme, weak and un-masculine as one can get. However, I still get my share of ass from time to time. I could get a market-worth as a bottom, but here I am as a (mostly) top. So, never doubt yourself and never belittle yourself! See what you offer and see what you can get within the LGBT community or the straight world! You're valid and deserve to feel so!

Me

Or perhaps you've consumed too much far right fiction and have become unthered to reality?

Yeah totally exposed and accessible and available...only way

I remember! We found AIDS.

I think that might be my favorite part. I experienced it once after a fetish party where I got pissed on, and even though I had a change of clothes and tried to wash up in the sink, the smell of stale piss clung to me for the rest of the night. I remember overhearing people saying “why do I keep smelling piss?” and hoping they wouldn’t figure out it was me, totally unable to conceal that I’m just a walking, talking, dirty urinal. I fantasize about guys spraying me down with hot piss while I’m hiking in the park, public restrooms at a crowded mall, a dirty alleyway, or a video booth. A bonus would be if they jacked some thick ropes of cum all over my face, hair, and piss-splattered clothes, to make sure everyone I pass knows what a piece of filth I am.

Why is it all I can think about is being pozzed and having that poz DNA and virus running through my body?👿

So we got together a few more times over the next few weeks.. This boy was a little too fem.. maybe a little too bitchy.. maybe a little too theatrical.. but in bed he offered a smooth pink hole that this daddy could fuck raw.. and just as I've had bbc fantasies where the dick couldn't get any bigger.. his dick was small , it really played into the dad son fantasy well. But like anything I wanted a little more, so I decided a trip to the local xxx theater was in store. The place we went to was the one I had been going to for a few years.. Has a great set up.. large rooms with couches.. porn playing.. lit well enough that you can actually see who you are fucking or whose dick you are sucking.. or as i was hoping.. whose black cock was fucking your new boyfriend. We went on a Friday night, a usually good night for black guys in particular. The store during the colder winter months usually let in black guys for free.. I guess it was good for business and it also gave some of them a warmer place to hang out if needed. Of course, I didn't let on to the new bf that this is what I had planned.. I did tell him in advance that I wanted to show him off.. told him he could even call me dad there.. let guys wonder if we were indeed a real father and son... So, soon as we got there, we found a couch, i stripped him naked.. and wasn't long before a couple of guys ( both black and white) were starting to investigate.. I too got naked ( I always do when i go here) and started by sucking his little hard cock.... Being ever so careful not to let him cum quickly by the excitement of the place. Then put his mouth on mine. To my delight, guys were already stroking to the scene playing out before them. Then I started to eat his ass.. I had him stand up and got on my knees.. His slender body standing up for all to see. One guy approached and I put my hand up as if to say Just watch for now please. Took out some lube and lubed up my cock and his ass.. Then safest way for me not to cum too fast. I had him sit on my cock. Riding it slowly, his small clit still rock hard was showing how excited he was by it all.. I was glad for that and I was now ready for the next stage of our evening .

Yesterday afternoon, a guy with no picture hit me up on growlr, he quickly sent me a picture and it was a very muscled big personal trainer, nice tattoos and big bulge, he asked if I sucked cock, said he was discrete and said he wanted to come over, I asked if he wanted to fuck and he said yes, so I hit the shower and 30 minutes later told him I was ready. He came over and I let him in and he was exactly like his picture. Soon I was upstairs with his large cut cock in the back of my throat. He then asked, do you have a condom, which of course I didnt. He then got me to keep sucking him, the suddenly said, "turn over" and flipped me on my fours and pushed his cock in raw, fucked me urgently then announced he was cumming and shot a huge load into my ass. After he pulled out, he asked: are you clean as I have a missus at home......... ? He seemed really freaked out. I then explained to him about P-REP and how it all worked, and tried to calm him down, all the while with his load dripping out of my ass. Turns out he lives about ten houses away, maybe he will be back.

I have a 'thing' for the totally shaved look, especially the crotch and ass! I have always noticed that guys who 'played a lot with others' (sexually) and were physically active (gym) would keep themselves smooth! So now it's a hard-wired fetish now that gets me going: along with a list of other fetishes: i.e. piercings, tats, sexy (long or extra-short) hair, Mohawks, abs, going commando in denims... jock-straps, leather, wrist-straps, cock-rings... hot damn... goes great altogether too

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

absolutely. well, for me anyway. There's a few sides to it for me, one is minimizing my penis, i like a micro cage, it makes my penis look like a clit, and that turns me on. The second is keeping me from cumming keeps me horny and focused on my hole naturally, not all the hard to do since my primary sex organ is my hole, my penis is really a distraction that taken away keeps me horny or makes it so i am horny at the suggestion of a Top. For me, it's way more effective if a Top or Dom has put me in the cage and is in control, that adds a hole other dimension.

I have been living in Florida since 1987. Before that, I was in Germany where almost all the men I met had HIV. Men there were breeding in groups and condoms were never used, asked or even mentioned. Now, I can honestly say that virtually all of my gay friends here are poz, without exception. HIV is increasing here at a rate no one ever imagined. If you bareback get used to it, you won't be able to avoid it.

Jake climbed on her and she went to take off her blindfold but he told her to leave it on, then he slide in her cummy cunt and fucked her like the whore she was becoming. He had her open her mouth and he spit in it and told her to swallow while he fucked her and after 15 minutes he shot in her and said fuck you are one hot slut. She wrested a little at that and he could see she was put off by it so he got down and kissed her gently biding his time until his buds arrived. She told him she loved him and he said you are so beautiful and grabbed her left tit and massaged it. Just about then three buds walked in. They had been there before and knew his newest girl would be laying naked and blindfolded. Jesse was the first to undress since eh was only wearing shorts, t-shirt and flit flops, tatted from head to two with multiple piercing he was a scary looking dude but that is not why he was invited his fat dick always was a hit with my little sluts. He was scary all of 5'11 and 170 his time in prison had not been kind to him so it is a good thing she left her blindfold on. Behind him at 6'6 was Enrique weighing 240 pounds of all muscle and he sported a fat nine inch dick. Good looking guy but dump as fuck and the last guy was Marin 5'10 white skinny guy and he had a long curved dick 9". Jesse got right between her and slapped his fat dick on her and then lined up and I put my hand over her mouth again and he said fuck no, he loved to hear a girl scream and moan even in her haze this was gonna be painful. He shoved his dick in her and put his wait into it and she tried to move her legs while she made this high pitched animal like noise and he just smiled as he slowly fucked her wet pussy and it was so tight he was making squishing sounds as he did it, He started to pick up the pace and her wincing had subsided enough for her to almost enjoy it and then it happened she had an orgasm and he held still as he whispered that it you little whore you love my big bare cock inside you and spit on her. He hit her right breast and then spit again and it landed on her lips and told her to lick her lips if she wanted to cum again. She did, and with that he started to fuck her slowly for five minutes and then pulled out just enough and held still and she came and this time arched her back when she did. I love this fucking whore he said, she was made for my dick. He let her relax and then he pounded out her cunt till he shot in her and said he would be back in a few hours to give her another. Martin went down on her, he was always good to have a breeding party, he loved cum and pussy juice and eat away at her while I traded places with Enrique and he sucked her nipples and kissed his way to her lips and made out with her. I took a break to invite some more guys and left them with her. I knew she was in good hands. Twenty minutes later Enrique had her sucking his dick and Martin was still eating her out I told him he need to refill what he eat and he hopped up and slide in her and fucked her for five minutes and shot his wad. He got up and got dressed and I told him to be back in six hours to eat her out. He winked and walked out the door. Enrique did not need an invitation, he came around and slide in her and fucked her and shot once in five minutes and did not stop and gave her two more loads before saying I have to go. He slapped her face with his cummy dick and she sucked it for him and then he told her he loved her and got dressed and left. I could tell she was coming around and got her another drink and a large shard and she drank up while I fingered her and told her how amazing her pussy felt.

Totally in. Even had to decline a contact recently when the 'pig' said he won't do any. Waste of mofo time. Not like he was tagging totally vanilla either. You want to call yourself a pig - prove it and do it. All of it. It's not you getting off on me (you're a fantasist and a lousy lay hiding behind a keyboard), it's two people getting off on each other. And if I am in the mood for it - you'll be getting it. PS - Y'all needJesus - that was funny! Must be a baptism adaptation of desire and saving.

I hooked up with a poz top and this was when I was still leery about doing bb, as he lubed his cock up, I said to him "I've never been fucked raw by a poz cock before" and then seconds late he said "now you have" as he shoved his cock inside me balls deep....my mind was spinning in a good way as he went to town on my hole and planted his toxic seed.

I'd also enjoy playing with a married couple, and knocking up the wife. Then her submissive husband can raise my baby, all the while being a pig for me.

Just read all the posts on this fucking hot thread. Been edging for the last few hours, but going to have to blow my load soon. Wish I had one of those TeamBB speedos to wear at the baths. Guess I'll just have to wear my black jockstrap to attract the right attention. Luv the Team Bareback Club rules. Wetnraw, keep your updates cumming--Want to hear all about these cumsluts giving and taking BB loads. Glad Brandon has finally given and taken a BB load from someone other than Ben.

Most I ever took was on my 32nd birthday. My bud invited me to Dallas for the weekend. First night was just a warm up with 6 guys loading me up. Saturday morning we were up early (9am) and smoked some weed before he put a hood on me and got me in the sling. He tied my hands back and started letting in guy after guy. I was getting fucked almost non-stop until 9 am the next morning (he let me get about 2 hours sleep) and ended up with 32 loads in me. One for every year. It was the best birthday I EVER had and a night I will never forget.