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Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 4 I quickly scurried over to Daddy. Remaining on all fours, I looked down at the red tinged spit shine of his black leather boots. I couldn’t resist... Moaning, I began tonguing and worshipping the top of the right boot spreading my spit over it. “Yeah cuntboy...arch that back. I want to see your cunt while you worship Daddy’s boots.” Moving on to the other boot, I heard Daddy hock spit as it fell on top of my head but I continued. “Face up cuntboy...take it,” he ordered. My face turned up and was hit by more spit on my forehead. Opening my mouth wide, the next one hit my tongue. Feeling the mucous slide down my throat I swallowed. I moaned. “Ok cuntboy, give me your arm,” Daddy ordered. I sat back...raising my arm, Daddy wrapped my bicep with the now sweat slicked strap. This time I knew what to expect. After Daddy released the strap, keeping my arm up...my finger went to the entry point. The chems rushed to my brain and cunt. Then I saw it...Daddy’s thick ringed cock in front of me. “Fuck yeah...how you feeling cuntboy?” Daddy asked knowing full well I was totally spun out by now. “Get on my cock boy. I want your mouth sucking on my cock while I slam.” I was so fucking hot... I took his cock all the way down with ease. Daddy patted my head... “Good cuntboy...breathe through your nose...keep it there.” Staring into Daddy’s crotch, I felt his cock spasm as he prepped and slammed. “FUUUUCK!” Daddy howled. At this point, puppy was losing it. The sling chains rattled as puppy’s cunt took over seeing Daddy slam while I took his cock. His hard body, now dripping with sweat, began to undulate as if his cunt was being invaded by a cock or in his case...a fist. “OK cuntboy...time for puppy’s cunt to get some of Daddy’s attention. Get down between his legs now.” Releasing Daddy’s cock, I moved over and sank to my knees taking in puppy’s pulsing cunt lips. “You ever seen cunt lips like that boy?” Daddy jokingly asked. “You ever taste em? Go ahead...” I moaned...puppy pushed out his dripping cunt lips and I went for it. My tongue reached out feeling the slime oozing from them. Without a thought, I jammed my whole face into them and began lapping up his cunt juices. Puppy howled.... ”Fucking cuntboy...eat my cunt!” as he pushed it further onto my face. By this time, my face, dripping with his cunt juices, sloppily slid over his cunt lips. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy encouraged me. “Check out that cunt...think that could be you? Fucking obscene cunt lips on my cuntboy?” I moaned into puppy’s cunt...filling it with my breath as more of his cunt juices dripped down my chin. “FUCK YEAH!” puppy yelled. “Back up now cuntboy,” Daddy ordered. “Time for Daddy to work puppy’s cunt.” I retreated from puppy and sat back on my knees. Daddy walked over to the shelf...grabbed a tub of Elbow Grease and a pair of black latex gloves. Handing me the lube, Daddy smiled. “Hold this cuntboy.” Knowing their destination, I winced on hearing the gloves’ sharp snap on Daddy’s wrists. Pointing to a spot nearer to puppy’s cunt, Daddy commanded, “Right there cuntboy. I want you front and center for this.” Reaching up, Daddy began to pull on the chains suspending the lower end of the sling and cranked...raising it a foot or so allowing better access to puppy’s cunt. “Yeah Daddy! Give me your fist. Please!” puppy moaned as Daddy began caressing his ass cheeks. “OK cuntboy, hold that tub up.” Smiling wickedly at me, Daddy sank his hand into the tub...his fingers spreading to envelop in the thick viscous cream. Raising his hands, he caressed his hands spreading the lube making sure his gloved hands were completely prepared for their journey into puppy. He paused...presenting his hands to me. “Aww fuuuck!” I growled. I had never been witness to fisting before...only watching porn. I have to admit when I was younger it wasn’t my thing. But as I began to accept that my ass was a cunt, it slowly began to intrigue me...after all, a cunt was there to service... wasn’t it? Still, I wasn’t sure I could take it...but, I was so spun...I began accepting that I needed Daddy’s fist in me to satisfy my cunt’s hunger. I looked up at Daddy with pleading eyes. “I know cuntboy. Like I said before, just think about it. It’s your decision...no rush,” Daddy softly reassured me. “Watch and let your cunt decide.” Slowly cupping his four fingers, Daddy’s right hand moved to puppy’s cunt.... I watched as Daddy slid them past puppy’s cunt lips pausing at the knuckles. Puppy went wild. “FUCK YEAH DADDY! FUCKIN FILL MY CUNT!“ Daddy, winking at me, placed his thumb at the edge of puppy’s now flushed cunt lips and inserted it. “AWWWW FUUCK!” puppy and I both simultaneously yelled. The sounds of desire, escaping both of us as Puppy’s cunt lips stretched and my own cunt spasmed, filled the room. Daddy laughed, “Fucking slammed up pigs...” and pushed. Puppy’s cunt lips stretched and sucked in Daddy’s hand past the knuckles, enveloping it completely to Daddy’s thick wrist. They both let out grunts of pleasure. ‘YESSSS!” Puppy yelled. “FUUUCK YESSS!” Looking up to puppy’s face seeing the look of ecstasy displayed, I felt my cock ache as the blood rushed into my shaft and felt it stretched to the bursting point. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and visualized my cunt accepting Daddy’s hand and my entire body spasmed. “Oh yeah, PUPPY!” Daddy proudly growled, “Take Daddy’s fist! Show cuntboy how much you love Daddy’s fist feeding your cunt!” I could see puppy’s cunt lips begin to pulse around Daddy’s wrist as it rested at the entrance to puppy’s cunt. “AWWW FUUCKING FIST!” puppy yelled feeling Daddy’s fingers expanding and exploring the walls of his cunt. “Deeper! Please!” Daddy smiled as his left hand wrapped itself around his right wrist. Feeling the increased pressure on his cunt lips, the level of puppy’s pleads increased. I watched as the left-hand fingers slowly wandered up into puppy’s cunt covering Daddy’s right hand as it pulled back. In it went...replacing his right hand. Daddy began the rhythmic fucking pattern...switching hands and fucking puppy’s cunt with both his fists... I couldn’t keep my eyes off the sight of my first live fisting session, “Fuck yeah! Take it puppy! Fucking take Daddy’s fists in your cunt!” I yelled as my cunt pulsed. Daddy picked up the pace and began rapidly slamming his hands in and out of puppy’s cunt. Seeing Daddy punch fuck puppy’s cunt, I reacted... “GODDAMN!!!” I exclaimed watching puppy taking Daddy’s fists. It was wild... both Daddy and puppy were drenched in sweat. There I was...fucking excited at the sight but, at the same time, feeling ignored by both my Daddy and my alpha. Daddy, noticing this, gave me a look. “Get over here boy, I want you to see this close up. Get under puppy’s cunt” Happily, I crawled over...cunt exposed behind me. Reaching the spot under puppy’s cunt, I felt his cunt juices mixed with the lube under my knees. I was in heaven. “OK cuntboy. On your back...Watch.” Down I went...feeling the slime ooze across my back. I moaned...wanting my skin to absorb it all...I wanted puppy’s fluids in me. He was my alpha now. Daddy resumed working puppy’s cunt with both his fists...in and out. There I was...on my back...watching puppy’s submission to our Daddy. I couldn’t get enough. My ass bucked with every drop of slime hitting me as I grabbed my tits and worked them. The slam induced fisting session continued and I began rubbing the dripping slime, mixing it was my sweat, into my skin. “Fucking cuntpig!” Daddy laughed looking down at me. “Fucking pig’s gonna reek! Everyone’s gonna know what the fuck you are!” I moaned...rubbing it all in at an increased rate. “Yeah Daddy! Your cuntpig!” I didn’t care anymore. I was what I was...a cuntboy...Daddy and puppy’s cuntboy. After more time...Daddy began slow his pace until puppy’s cunt lips grasped Daddy’s right wrist. Daddy, fondly gazing down at his boy, asked “How you doing puppy?” Puppy responded, “Fuck yeah Daddy. So good! Thank you!” Daddy slowly pulled out...pausing as his knuckles stretched puppy’s cunt, removed his thumb leaving his fingers inside. Teasing the swollen cunt lips with his thumb, Daddy began bringing puppy down. Catching his breath, puppy relaxed. “Both of you stay there,” Daddy ordered. Daddy grabbed a towel and slowing began wiping puppy’s cunt removing the viscous slime with slow tender movements. Daddy tossed the towel down to me and landed on my slimed-up pecs. “Clean yourself up a bit cuntboy.” I grabbed the towel and obeyed but still keeping my eyes on the sight above me. Bending down, Daddy smiled and winked at me and slowly kissed puppy’s cunt. Daddy’s lips were on puppy’s swollen cunt lips as his tongue slid slowly inside puppy. Puppy’s moans grew as Daddy devoured the feast that puppy’s cunt offered. We continued like this for a good while as we lost track of time. Eventually, Daddy stopped. “Okay, I think it’s time for a break," he said, fingering puppy’s cunt. “On the bed you two.” Daddy undid my leash from my collar and I stood. As Daddy released puppy’s binds, I moved to the bed...my now slick body sliding over the black rubber sheets making sure to leave room for Daddy and puppy. Watching them approach...I smiled. I felt his weight as Daddy climbed onto the bed. Daddy took me in his arm...holding me tight and motioned for puppy to join us. “Get on puppy...join Daddy and cuntboy...our cuntboy.” Hearing this, I instinctively went for Daddy’s tit and suckled. Puppy pounced on the bed and Daddy wrapped his other arm around puppy. “My boys...” he proudly announced as puppy joined in suckling on Daddy’s other tit.

“You’re a lifesaver, Tim!” my friend Peter cried as he strode up to my car pulling two large suitcases. Peter and I were both in our late twenties and had known each other since college. He was already a vice president at a major financial institution, but he was still a little bit irresponsible bordering on careless when it came to his personal life. Hence, him calling me for a lift from the airport because he didn’t realize Uber and Lyft drivers had months ago announced a strike on this very night. “Well, you’re alive, at least,” I chimed in, hopping out into the cold autumn night air to help him stow his luggage. “I still can’t get over you getting a month-long business trip in London, you lucky bastard.” “Oh, the company got its money’s worth out of me,” he sighed, walking back to the passenger’s side door. “Just get me to my front door and let me crash.” I laughed as we hopped in and clicked our seat belts, giving him a quick peck on the lips before pulling out of the pick up lane. “How have classes been? Are the brats still whining about everything like when we were freshmen?” Peter asked as he adjusted the radio. “Of course. This one guy threw a fit after I deducted five points for him using the wrong form of ‘its’.” “Please tell me he’s a science major.” “English. He wants to get a doctorate in Victorian lit, actually.” Peter winced, but his face changed immediately when a Britney Spears song came on. I knew better than to interrupt the music, so I didn’t get a chance to ask him about the boys of the UK or tell him about my three-weeks-and-counting-long sex drought. It took about a quarter hour to reach his place, and by then he already looked like he was succumbing to Hypnos’ embrace. He started to get up, but I tut-tutted him and made a show of opening his door. “Such a…” “Gentleman is the word you’re looking for.” “I know you much too well to believe that,” he chuckled, leaning in and kissing me as he stood up. “Then what would you call me?” “A naughty little slut.” “That’s what you say to the man who just rescued you from the airport? Wow.” “Yup,” Peter grinned. This time I initiated the kiss, pulling away just as he was starting to melt into it. I hefted his suitcases out of the trunk and followed after him as he searched among his keys. “Still got it!” he assured me as he held one up, inserting it into the lock. He swung the door open and pressed the nearby switch, illuminating the entryway. “Well, I guess my part is complete,” I inferred, wheeling his luggage next to the shoe bench. “Is it?” Peter asked. “I dunno. You’re in charge.” Peter pressed me against the wall and kissed me hard. His tongue was deep in my mouth when I heard him shut the door and turn the lights off again. His hands unbuckled my belt and pulled my button-fly apart before my eyes could adjust. “I thought you were tired.” “Shut up and let me enjoy myself.” “Yes, sir.” “Were you hard the whole drive home?” Peter asked, the tiniest glint of moonlight reflecting off the whites of his eyes. “Yeah,” I moaned as he freed my cock from my boxer briefs. I felt his hot breath warming my PA before he changed his mind and lapped at my balls. “You’ve got such a gorgeous cock, Tim.” “You say that like you forgot.” “How could I?” he asked earnestly, swallowing my right testicle. “Fuuuuuuuck,” I hissed. “That’s it. I want to see a fountain of precum leaking out of your cock head.” He continued to work on my sack until my dick had obeyed his command. He grinned up at me, pumping the foreskin back before tracing the perimeter of my glans with his tongue. “You look so fucking hot sucking my cock, Pete.” The monster straight up deepthroated my seven-and-a-half inches with no warning. I practically collapsed as he inhaled my member until his nose was buried in my trimmed pubes. The fucker didn’t even come up for air for a good half minute. “I needed this,” he coughed once he’d pulled off. “So I can expect a five star review?” I joked, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. “Only a four-and-a-half. Your dick is too clean; it doesn’t have that nice ass, coconut oil, and cum flavor straight from another boy’s booty.” “I can fix that,” I assured him. I pulled him up and tried to spin him around, but he stopped me. “Wait, Tim. I just got off a six hour flight,” he laughed. “Ah, gotcha,” I replied, trying my best to mask my disappointment. “You know how much I love impaling myself on this fat, pierced cock,” he reassured me. “And I will, as soon as I’m ready.” “I guess I can settle for an excellent blow job.” “Who said anything about settling?” Peter winked, spinning me around. “You wanna get fucked, boy?” “Fuck, yeah.” “I bet you hopped right in the shower and cleaned yourself out the moment I hung up.” “Hole in one,” I answered as he guided me onto all fours on the bench. I kicked off my shoes and he pulled my jeans and underwear past my ankles to join them. “That’s what I like about you, Tim. You’re a professional slut.” I blushed, but only for a split second. My cock leapt up against my chest the instant I felt Peter’s breath on my hole. “So smooth,” he cooed, flicking his tongue against it. We started a call and response: his tongue moving in reaction to my moans and vice versa. “You like that?” he asked, pushing my sweater and t-shirt up so that I could remove them without interrupting the flow. “You know I do.” He instructed me to prise my cheeks apart, allowing him to insert his tongue deeper into my hole. “Not fair,” he whined, delivering a sharp spank to each mound of flesh. “God gave you such an amazing cock and this fucking cock-milking bubble butt, too.” “Nobody said life was fair,” I chuckled, earning myself another half dozen spanks. Now it was my time to whine as he pulled away to remove his clothes, first kicking his shoes across the foyer and then making quick work of his dress shirt and slacks. True to form, he’d flown commando, and now his drooling six-inch prick was fully visible. He pulled his own foreskin back and pressed the glans against my wet hole, seeing just how far he could go with only saliva and precum for lube. I tried to lock eyes with him, but I winced with each prod. “You like that, Tim? Do you want it inside you?” “I do,” I hissed. “But I need some lube.” “I guess I can acquiesce to that demand. But next time you’d better come pre-lubed with cum,” Peter replied seductively. “You haven’t been getting fucked like you should, have you?” “No, I haven’t.” “It’s a good thing I came back when I did,” he tsked, reaching into one of the pockets of his checked bag. My cock jumped again when I saw him retrieve a bottle of BoyButter. Peter showed more self-restraint that I would’ve, taking his time to work several lubed fingers into my hole as he jacked his slicked cock with his other hand. By the time he’d achieved the desired result I was practically howling for him to fuck me. “Ready?” “Please!” I felt his head push past my outer ring, then my inner ring. In spite of his efforts, the previous three weeks’ inaction caused me a decent amount of irritation. “Catch your breath, Tim,” Peter ordered, carding his hand through my hair. “…I’m good.” “You sure?” “Yeah.” He leaned down and kissed me on the back of my neck, then resumed his push forward. When he had almost completely sheathed himself, I pushed myself back, catching him completely off guard. “You little shit!” he laughed. “You almost made me cum.” “You’re that close?” “It was a long flight, okay?” he answered defensively. He spanked me hard when I shook my butt in response. Normally I could count on Peter for self-control, but from the sound of his ragged breathing and the rhythm of his thrusts I knew this fuck was not destined to last. I decided to put him out of his misery and prove once again the “vers” in my online profiles’ “vers top” classification. “Bad…boy,” he whined, trying to hold me in place with his hands. “Gonna make you cum,” I replied, bouncing my bubble butt up and down on his cock. “No…you…won’t.” “C’mon, Pete…breed me!” His whole body went rigid, then the convulsions started. He shook from the top of his head to the tips of his toes with each rope of hot cum he blasted into my hungry ass. His orgasm was so intense we made the bench move four inches away from the wall. “Timmy, you naughty fucking slut,” he whispered as he collapsed onto me. “You absolute fucking cum dump.” “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” He reached around and kissed me, but had to pull away as he was still struggling for air. “I wanted to take it slow.” “You can take it slow for round two.” “What makes you think there’s going to be a round two?” Peter inquired, running his hands through my hair. “Because I know you,” I chuckled. “Oh? I dunno, I’m getting pretty tired and I don’t know if you’re welcome anymore.” “So you don’t want to churn up your cum in my ass and seed me with a second load tonight?” He didn’t even need to reply. I felt the first jolt of his next erection against the walls of my insides. “I guess,” he said, trying to sound exasperated. “But we’re fucking on your bed. I don’t know if this bench can withstand much more fucking.” “If it breaks in the next year, you’re buying me a new one,” he warned, pushing himself up and startling both of us as his cock popped out of my ass. “Fuck, I really made a mess.” “How bad?” I asked, pushing my butt back towards him. He wiped his index finger up my crack and pushed it into my mouth, letting me taste the mixture of lube and his cum. “Not bad at all.” We both laughed as I worked my way up to my feet with his assistance. He kissed me hard, grinned, and then slid across the hardwood floors toward the stairs in his rainbow socks. I chased after him, nearly managing to catch him before he’d flopped on his king size bed. “It’s going to be a minute.” “You’ve got exactly one,” I warned, straddling him at just the right distance that he could only lick the tip of my glans if he leaned forward. I pinched one of his nipples and cupped his smooth balls as he struggled to taste more of my still hard cock. “Bastard. Gimme that cock!” I inched forward, allowing him to swallow just the head. He shot me a dirty look but dutifully sucked what I’d given him. “More.” “‘More’, what?” “More right now, goddamnit!” I shook my head and pulled back, pushing my cheeks against his half mast cock. He struggled to thrust against me, but all the leg muscle I’d gained from swimming, volleyball, and soccer kept him locked in place. “You fucker.” “You love it.” Unfortunately for me, Peter had been on the wrestling team all through high school. The second I looked back to assess the state of his cock, he tossed me up and onto my back. “Wait.” “Fuck waiting,” Peter growled irritably. “You’re getting fucked hard and fast, and this time I’m not letting you get away without emptying your balls.” I moaned as he followed through with his promise, sliding his cock back into my cum-sloppy hole. He leaned down and kissed me hard when I tried to say something. “You should be getting fucked like this all the goddamn time,” Peter continued, leaning back. I lifted my head up to say something, but all I saw was him taking my cock…in his mouth. He was sucking my cock while he fucked my cum-filled ass. My eyes rolled back in my head and I went limp. The next five minutes were pleasure overload. I couldn’t form any coherent thoughts, much less verbalize them. My muscles, which only moments before had served me, became utterly compliant to Peter’s wishes. “Mmmmf.” I was vaguely aware of a slurping noise as Peter simultaneously deepthroated me and buried his cock against my prostate. It was too much. I spurted stream after stream of cum down Peter’s throat as my ass clamped down on his cock. Not even the lake of cum inside me could provide enough lubrication to keep him in motion, although he struggled to keep thrusting. “Unnnnhh!” His second orgasm was even more intense than his first, and I could’ve sworn he didn’t stop unloading in me for a solid minute. Once he’d finally stopped, he collapsed onto me, snaking his arms around my back. “Welcome home,” I chuckled, kissing his neck. “I hope you don’t have plans tomorrow,” he whispered, cuddling against me. “Let’s sleep in late, fuck, have some breakfast, fuck some more, watch a movie…” He’d fallen asleep. He’d fallen asleep, and the bastard was still inside me. ————— I heard the pad of footsteps just as I finished plating the first batch of pancakes. Looking up from the stove top, I caught sight of a naked Peter glancing back at me with heavily lidded eyes. “The bed got cold without you,” he muttered, annoyed. “But I guess since you made food I can forgive you.” I stuck my tongue out at him as he walked behind me, taking me in his arms. I wasn’t wearing anything but an apron, and I could already feel his cock stirring against my butt. “Y’know, I completely forgot to tell you something last night.” “What’s that?” I inquired, squeezing a dollop of syrup onto each stack of pancakes. “I forgot to pack my meds with me when I went overseas. It’s been a full month since I’ve had a dose.” I froze up. “You’re on PrEP, idiot,” he laughed, lightly slapping the back of my head. “I just figured I should let you know in case some eager young twink wants to slide his bare cock into your ass while it’s still full of my unmedicated cum.” “Pete, I went off PrEP three months ago.” “…what?” He pulled away and started to pace back and forth behind me. “Fuck, why?” “I’ve only been having sex with undetectable guys, and not that much. I just figured I didn’t need it.” “Fuck, Tim. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he muttered. “We still have time. We can get you PEP, and…” I felt like I was able to pass out, but then I looked down and saw something incredible: my cock was completely erect, making a tent with Peter’s apron. “Tim, I’m so…if I’d known…” “Pete, wait.” I turned around and pulled the apron to the side so he could see my cock. It was already leaking precum. Peter’s face rapidly changed from bewilderment to concern to…arousal. “What are you trying to tell me, Tim?” “You already know,” I replied, looking at Peter’s rapidly hardening cock. “Then I guess,” he started, spinning me back around and leaning me against the kitchen counter, “we’ve got a busy weekend ahead of us.”

I have got to tell you about what happened yesterday morning. So, I went to Bear Day at the bathhouse yesterday.. Kinda a disappointing turnout compared to other months. I only got four loads shot into me. As a bathhouse load count, that's low for me, but with bears and daddies? I have always felt like those type of guys took special care of me, making sure I get every drop of cum buried far enough that it won't drip out, and that I was bred as many times with as many loads as they could give me. Bottom (hehe) line, I was not going to get what I needed if I stayed there. Of course I didn't want to give up completely either and just go home. So I got a hotel room. Now what I was especially hoping for was that my ex's brother would be there. He works 3rd shift front desk, and I am fairly sure I'm close to getting him to fuck me. At the very least he has snuck up to my room on a few occasions to play camera man while some guy breeds my ass, so he is definitely more comfortable with bareback man-sex than your average straight guy. So great! Whether he fucked me or not, I'd still get some new video clips to enjoy with hot encounters to re-live later on. Of course it was his night off. This entire cum-hunt just keeps declining. So before I got the room I texted a few people to see if there was enough interest among my regular fuckbuddies that the cost of the hotel room would be worth it - that I'd get a decent number of breedings tonight. Two guys in particular were all over it! And these weren't some random internet hookups either, I've known each of them longer than I have known my husband. Texting back and forth... They are both on their way over! They have all the info, the room number, how to get here... Never fucking showed up. No responses to any messages sent to them. All night long: Grindr, Scruff, Growlr, BBRT, A4A, even Manhunt. Nothing. I dozed here and there, but my need to have my furry fuckhole filled kept me going. So, the sun comes up and I go outside for a cigarette. There's a guy there smoking a joint. I comment, "Well there's one of the best ways to start the day" He laughs I casually gesture with my phone "I'm working on the other one." He doesn't understand. I showed him the phone. Scruff was on the screen and I commented that it was a "dating app." Took him a second, and I was able to watch the moment when it registered in his mind that it was all guys. Understandably it took him a little by surprise - the guy was not expecting that - but he was cool about it. Seemed to genuinely not give a shit. Told him about last night, how I was supposed to get laid and they both stood me up and that all of it was the reason I was spending the morning jumping back and forth between the fuckbuddy apps. He was impressed that there was supposed to be two guys coming over last night. I was impressed that out of all of that, that was the detail that stood out most to him. He asked what we would have done if they had shown up, and I very boldly and confidently said, "I dunno, they'd probably both have just ended up breeding me a few times and then gone home. He goes, "Breed you?" I wondered if he was being a smart-ass at first, because apparently I believed it to be a more commonly used term than it actually is. I said, "Well yeah, you know, cum in my ass" again with more confidence than I had ever earned in my life. Seriously where the fuck was this even coming from? So he asked what Scruff had to do with all that. I told him I was trying to get someone to come over and breed my ass before checkout time, and that maybe then I'd feel a little better about the night before. He leans in a bit and quietly says, "I'll do it" I had a feeling we were headed there. I was not giving him time to talk himself out of it. I put my cigarette out. "Awesome, let's go!" He just had to run back to his room first to tell his wife he was going out for a walk.Great. Guess I won't bee seeing him again anytime soon. He started toward his room, stopped, hesitated, turned toward me and said, "Nah, fuck it. Let's just go to your room. Went upstairs to my room, stripped. Didn't suck him long, since he was already hard when the pants came off. This dick wad going to be a challenge. I mean we're not talking over-the-top too big, but it sure as hell was not a "starter cock" either.He suggested I lube up my ass a little. Trust me pal, there was never a time where that wasn't in the plan. I lubed my hole up nicely and I handed him lube. Never once even looked like he would ask for a rubber - didn't enter his mind. Jackpot. I turned around and this total stranger I had just met outside on the sidewalk and never asked his name, slid his raw cock slowly into my ass. I won't lie, it fucking hurt. He definitely pushed into my ass faster than I can handle, but I was determined to deal with as much pain as I could, only slowing or stopping him when it became unbearable. I wanted this to be as easy and enjoyable for him as it could be - because there was no fucking way I was about to give him any reason to leave. He pulled out for a moment and I attacked a bottle of poppers (which he kindly tossed to me without my even thinking of it). As I felt the skin of his cock inching its way back into my hole, it not only felt better, it felt fucking amazing. What the fuck kind of poppers did I buy again? A few second later, I realized that it was not the poppers which had made the feeling of his bare cock inside of me so intense. It was the fact that since he had re-entered me, he had been cumming the entire time. And this man shot buckets. He came a little quicker than I would have liked, but I don't care because it was massive. And even though I didn't realize it until a bit later, that is how I took my 200th load of 2019 .

Thursday night I was out in town with some mates on a crawl of the gay bars/pubs, we were in the last pub & it was nearly time to call it a night. I headed to the toilet to drain the snake (as they say) stood as the urinal enjoying the pleasure of emptying my bladder, the door opened, I glanced up in the mirror on the wall in front of me & to see a very tasty mixed race guy walking in, we made eye contact in the mirror & he came & stood next to me at the urinal unzipped and flopped out a gorgeous fat uncut dick, was about 5” soft , couple of inches thick and a good inch or more of foreskin overhang! I love overhang and I was instantly drooling. I’d stopped pissing ages ago, just couldn’t stop looking at it. As he shook off the drips of piss & stroked his dick he turned slightly towards me, that was enough cue for me, I bent down and took hold of his dick, started sucking on his pissy foreskin before taking his cock on my mouth, he got hard very quickly and it was massive! It grew till it was more than my mouth could accommodate. I came up for air & told him I wanted it up my arse raw. He told me to get in the stools and get my arse out. I dropped my jean & bent over, his big tongue probed my cunthole then he fingered in loads of spit. He put the toilet lid down and told me to kneel on bent over. He rubbed his big bell end on my hole a few times then started pushing it in, it was stretching my hole, I started working my nipples which are wired to my cunthole! The waves of pleasure started to flow & my cunthole started to open up and take him in. He put his big hand over my mouth as he held me with his other arm & started fucking me hard & fast, it only took a few minutes for him to fill my cunt with his big creamy load. He was still rock hard when he pulled out & said he could go again but his bf is probably about to come looking for him. I gave him my card and told him to call me when he was free to carry on the fun. We left the pub a short while after, I glanced over at him as we left & his bf gave me dirty look. Said good night to my mates & headed to get the night bus home. 20 minutes later my phone rings, I answered & the deep voice on the other end said” Mate, is John how fucked u earlier! Where are you? I wanna get in your arse again” I told him & he told me not to move! I waited & he came running from a side street looking around then spotted me & trotted over with a big grin on his face. He asked if we could get a cab to mine & pick up where we left off, Of course I said yeah. I asked about his bf, he said “ don’t worry about that moody cunt, he stormed out of the pub. I’d rather chase your ass than go after him” in the cab we kissed all the way to mine, his big hand between my legs rubbing my cunthole. My eyes lit up when he stripped revealing his tight muscular hairy body. He plowed my cunt with his 10” beast for hours & bred 2 more big loads in me. We’ve hooked up again this evening along with 2 of his mates. Matt, short very muscular hairy white bloke with a thick uncut 8” dick & Daryl tall stocky rugby build black bloke with a fat cut 9” dick!! They’ve been taking turns in both holes, they’ve given me multiple anal orgasms and bred a couple of loads in me each! This is gunna be one seriously long hard session!🤤🍆💦💦💦💦

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.

Felched POZ Cum I was out having a few drinks catching up with an old fuck buddy, Carl. He told me he had been having a blast with new guys. He told me he was off PrEP and enjoying anonymous cumdump situations. I was sort of surprised as we’d only had pretty vanilla sex, bareback, but not kinky. He told me it was such a rush taking a load not knowing if it was toxic or not. I asked if he was a bug chaser, and he shrugged saying, ‘if it happens, it happens…’ That got me a bit boned. He told me he was hosting a guy that week who was likely POZ and wanted to know if I wanted to join in. I remembered him giving excellent head, so I figured why not? So, Wednesday, I snuck away from my desk at work and drove to his house. As he told me it would be, the front door was cracked open. All of the curtains in the living room were drawn shut, so it was pretty dark. Carl was on his knees, blindfolded with his mouth open and tongue out when he heard the door creak. He was naked and stroking his stubby fat cock. I pulled my clothes off and stuck my dick in his mouth. He gobbled on my cock, reminding me, truly, just how good his blowjob skills were, and I heard the door creak. A tall, rail-thin guy walked in, spiky dark hair and beard. He nodded at me, pleased to see Carl doing a good job. I moved behind Carl who got on his hands and knees. As the stranger pulled out a long thin cock and slid into Carl’s mouth, I knelt down to his ass, not surprised to find it already cummy. Carl had taken at least one load. I fingered it, trying to convince myself not to eat it, but I couldn’t hold back. I lapped at Carl’s furry asshole and was rewarded with gobs of fresh seed. I fisted my cock and ate Carl’s hole as the stranger pummeled his mouth. Carl was gagging and moaning on that long cock and the stranger growled as he fired his cum into Carl’s throat. I didn’t hear Carl swallow. The stranger zipped off, nodded to me, and left. As soon as the door was closed, Carl ripped off the blindfold and spun me around, an evil grin on his face. His cheeks were bulging and a droplet of spooge leaked out of his lips. He pushed my face down to the carpet and spread my ass cheeks. He forced his tongue into my hole and fingered that load in his mouth into my guts. He had me groaning with pleasure and slapped his stubby dick against my ass. He rammed his thumb into me, and I was glad for the cum lube. He was so horny he barely got his dick inside me before he fired off a huge load. He bred me and added his cum to what he’d tongue-fucked into me. As he came down from his orgasm, he ordered me to be back next week, this time a half hour earlier, and to bring a blindfold…

It's technically possible, but not recommended.

Blindfolding is a good way to show a cumdump whore what it is for and that it doesn't matter what the men fucking them look like. Faggots exist to take mens loads and a true whore will let any man fuck it bareback and share its fuckhole with other men, even whore it out. Once a faggot gets used to getting fucked by literally ANY MALE, it can fulfil its purpose as a fuckhole.

BBRT Rawsexdate and Steamworks Toronto Yesterday was my first rawsexdate with a younger (real) barebacker off BBRT. I had never met a guy off BBRT dick-to-ass. Well here was my chance. We chatted on the phone a few times. Our profiles meshed well with what we are into sexually. He lives in the area I grew up and went to school in Toronto. I had to completely douche way earlier (started at 10:30, ended with a shower at 12:30 PM). He had to be at a party in the evening. He has a lovely 7" cock on the thick side. I brought my booty bag with its buttplugs and lubes just in case. He is taller than me (I'm 5'8"), he's about 6'2"; no problem in bed. We kissed, then took our clothes off and headed for his bedroom. More kissing, 69ing, nipple play. We really didn't talk about status either. Pure fun. With just spit, he entered me and in no time he was squirting a big load in me. Then he started to have body orgasms. First time for me to experience. It took him several minutes to stop orgasming. A sight to see. He wanted to taste cum in his mouth. He played with my nipples and I blasted in his mouth. He loved the taste of my cum. The sex was over in about 2 hours. What to do next? I decided to head to Steamworks because a main highway in and out of Toronto was being shut down at 12 midnight for a semi-annual maintenance and clean-up. I had my sex bag with me and I was douched and ready for more loads. I got there about 4:30 PM and stayed to 11:00 PM. Here's Part 2. 1. LOAD #1 - anal in me (see above). LOAD #2 - oral in him (see above). 2. I got to fuck 2 different bottoms as they were on their tummies in their rooms. After some initial rimming, I entered them. As it was a bit early I didn't cum in them. Another bottom I fucked in a pitch black darkroom for a bit. Just poking with my pecker - hehe! 3. I got to rim a few bubble butts in the darkrooms there, even my younger goatee raw vers guy. But no loads to felch out this time. Good eating though. 4. LOADS #3-5 - oral in me. Over the course of the evening I met 2 Filipino younger guys in their early 20s who are into daddies. I got both their loads in separate fun in my room. Boy, can they cum!! Also, in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp area, in the fuck horse room, I took a younger South Asian guy by the hand and whispered in his ear that I wanted his cum. He was tall, with a long pencil cock. It didn't take him long to cum in my mouth. A bit salty, but SO tasty. A great start to a long Canadian Thanksgiving weekend! OINK!

Almost forgot to post the update. I went back two days later and he pounded another load into me. This guy is awesome. I can't wait until next time.

Yeah. This pig loves getting slammed and used. Tie me down spread eagle, blindfold me, slam me then either have one or two pigs shave me. The feeling of clippers and razors on my body while chemmed up is hot. And getting shaved and fisted or sucking a cock or eating ass while getting shaved is a big oink!!

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.

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!”

As he was riding my cock, giving everyone ( now at least five people) a good show, my eyes fixed on to one black man, around age 40 maybe 6 foot tall slim build , with what looked like a foot long cock. Stroking it, and obviously enjoying the show. I gave him a nod of my head as if to say come closer.. which he did. I whisper to my boy, dont you want a taste of that..dont you wish daddys cock was that big...dirty nasty words to make him even more horny. The black man came closer , within reach of my bf and he touches it, opens his mouth and starts sucking.. Proud of my boy... at times seems sweet and innocent, but he's never questioned me about my cock.. is it clean? is it dirty? he's just accepted it however it is, raw and breeding him often... and now he's taking a stranger, a stranger at a video store, taking his cock and sucking on it.. i know I have to stop fucking my boy for a while and enjoy the show that is beginning. so i push him off of me and tell him to get on his knees on the floor.. He backs off from sucking the bbc and drops to his knees but then just as quickly goes back to sucking the black man. I sit back on the couch, touching myself, encouraging him and complimenting him on his cock sucking skills.. As much as i would like to see that cock erupt in his mouth, I really want to see it in his ass.. So I touch his shoulder and pull him back and bend him over the couch. Our new friend follows his movement and presses his thick dark meat up against his pink boy hole.. I kiss Eli and tell him how much i love him.. I kiss him deeply as that raw black cock pushes into his hole until it disappears inside him. As I' m watching this.. I can only imagine what might be going on.. After all this is the xxx vid store. Guys in here bareback all the time. Some are strung out on drugs, Some are homeless, Some have dirty toxic cocks.. No telling what best described the black man now on a mission to breed my boy.. And I wanted to watch it happen. I wanted to hear the black man groan as he was cumming, watching him push it in as deep as he could as he unleashed what I hoped was a huge load in his ass... I kiss Eli again . I look at him in his eyes and I ask him.. you want his load? he answered , Oh God Daddy, I do..... and with that I said to the black guy, I want to see you breed my son... and with that the black man lets out this sound of triumph and I know he's filling my boys gut with his first load of the night.

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

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.

You can say no to a top?????????????????

I was in DC recently staying at a hotel that didn't need key access to the elevators. I was on A4A trying to line up someone but everyone was a flake. Then I get a message from someone to fuck me. He comes over and I get bred. Nice long fuck and big load. Well, now I want more. I get back on A4A and tell a couple guys that disappeared earlier I had a fresh load and want more, gave them my room number and said door would be unlocked all night if they really want to fuck I'm ass up. Neither had pics open so had no idea what they look like. Both apps said they were close but that doesn't mean anything. I turned out lights, turned on TV sound low and laid on my stomach, door latch taped open. #0 minutes later I hear door open, hear someone unzip their pants. Spit on my hole then he slides in, I'm not looking up just feeling him. He's getting close and cums balls deep after about 10 minutes of fucking. Walks out. I'm laying there thinking how nice that was, maybe I should try messaging more guys with my room number and maybe I can get more. I get up for my phone, lay back down ass facing door again, fumbling with phone deciding if I should try more guys. I message 2 more guys on A4A my room number, thinking it's getting late no one's gonna show up. Then I hear the door open again after awhile, this guy walks to side of the bed by my head to suck him hard, I lean on my elbows and start sucking on uncut black dick, not too impressive. Then he starts getting hard and keeps growing. This guy talks a little asking if I'll be his bitch tonight. He goes behind me drops his pants to his ankles and lays on me dick sliding in my cummy hole. Sometimes I think he's hatefucking he goes so deep and pushing just to make me uncomfortable. Says he likes fucking wet pussy, wish my pussy was always there when he needed it. He comes after about 10 minutes of fucking, turn around to lick his dick and balls clean, he tells me how good I felt. I lay back down after he leaves trying to hold what cum is still inside me, trying to decide if I should call it a night or wait for maybe more. I can't believe I got 2 guys out of 5 messages sent--usually no one shows up. I dozed off in position ass facing door on my stomach. I don't know how long I was out but wake up hearing the faint click of door closing and hearing someone inside my room undressing, then touching my ass and feeling my hole. He leans down and hear him smell my ass I guess making sure it's drying cum on my hole. I open my legs a little more wide, he spits on my hole a couple times and fingers it, then starts sliding in slowly. Rock hard real fat dick he slow fucks me. He smells like he's been drinking all night. Slow fuck stretching me feels good but damn I'm full. I reach back to pull him into me more and he pushes my hands away. "Just let me fuck you how I want. You in a hurry?" I said no. "Good me neither." Slow rythmic fuck, sometimes he straddles my ass dick never leaves my hole, keeps fucking. He's sitting on my ass dick inside hands on my lower back fucking hard then starts cumming ALOT. Lays on my back still inside catching his breath, then starts fucking again. He cums twice, jams in me balls deep and naps a little. Wakes up after awhile. Wakes up just as the sun begins to rise sky is gray about 5:45. "Damn can't believe I'm still here" I reach back again pull him into me more and tell him it's ok, relax. He pulls my hands away and hugs me and feel his firm dick growing more. "I fucking love filling pussy up." Tell him I love being filled and feeling a guy cumming. He's fucking rougher than before sounds like he's enjoying it. Cums again really getting into it. I ask if I can see his face, he says yea. He's about 35 thin a black nerdy kinda guy not ugly but not a model. "Am I ok?" Yes you are I said. "Am I alright for you?", then he says I'm fine (lol!!). Probably the best night of breeding I ever had. No idea who the first 2 guys were, but nice fucks. Slept a couple more hours holding the cum deep inside hoping to get pregnant.

Averaging 2 a day for 20 years, I've sucked off >14,000 cocks.

I forget how I found this video but it has become my mantra, bible to live by. I strive to be fucked and bred as often as possible. I don't partee, but do 420 and love poppers. Oink! I also have some vids under same screenname on this site but I need to make more. Wanna help?? OINK!!! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/spermaff-slut-sexual-future-plans-plans-for-preps-39914761

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!

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

I mean is anyone here gonna stop barebacking though? Most tops don’t like condoms so I’m not gonna say no to fucking raw. At this point I’m just used to catching stds and not having any idea whoI got it from tbh. Sucks sometimes but I like letting random dudes dump their cum in my ass too much. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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 🙂

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.”

not my last load, but my best friend in Chicago has the best times!!!! Beat naked event at jackhammer I got there about 215am. Gave the man my clothes and went and got a beer. Walked around, decent amount of guys. Saw this older guy, maybe 50, tight body talking with another attractive guy, went and said hi. Starting feeling each other up, nice dick, rock hard. I turned around and he started to go in, but needed some lube. He wanted me in a sling, so we found the last open one, lubed up and he slide in, FUCK I was tight, crowd formed around and he got going good and deep. The other attractive guy he was talking with earlier came over, he said he wanted a turn, so first guy pulled out and he went in. His dick wasn't as thick but was longer, felt great. Went for a while then the second guy got in in the sling and I fucked him for a while and then went and got second beer (you get two drink tickets). Saw this young jock, maybe 27/28 fucking this bearded daddy, I stood by and watched for a bit then daddy started sucking my dick. Jock and I bent over daddy and made out for a bit then someone slide into my ass, I didn't look back, felt good. Jock was lightly punching my chest. This went on for a while, I eventally turned back, couldn't see anyone. Was a ghost or midget fucking me? Oh well, it felt great. He pulled out and disappeared. The first guy, older, maybe 50 with tight body wanted me to fuck him, so bent him over against a wall and pounded him for a bit, then dark skinned short guy came over and said he wanted to fuck me some more. So you're the ghost! He was so short and dark skinned I couldn't see him when I turned around the first time he was fucking me. He fucked me some more, felt good then jock came over and he slide in, he really pounded me hard, by then I was open for business so he could go to town. I went and fucked two guys who were laying on beds in the corner just ass up waiting for cock. Then I went home and just as I went outside there was the bus I needed just pulling up, perfect timing.

Before the black man has his pants back on i have my boy Eli on the couch , ass spread, licking out the cum . Then placing my hard cock inside him because feeling ike a teenager, it's going to take just a few seconds for me to unload in him.. I do, and pretty much collapse on the couch with Eli.. I kiss him again.. We lay there for a while, talking.. We decide to head out and not get ourselves into any more trouble .. That feeling would last until the next Friday night, when we'd come back again.

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

(late 90's) I look back now and wished I'd taken better advantage of my youth. I was in my 20's and did absolutely nothing social. I was creative if you gave me a pen and paper but if you plopped me down in a gathering of friends, I was quiet and boring. The only contact I had with other people was at work or with my friend Troy. I only had a friendship with him because he'd foisted it upon me. He lived on the same floor of the my apartment building and absolutely refused to be ignored. He was flamboyantly gay and figured out I was closeted pretty early on. We forced me to interact with him no matter how cold my attitude was. I started to like him. No sexual attraction at all, but he had a good heart. He was throwing himself a birthday party at a club downtown, and not going was out of the question. I'd never been to a gay bar before, but there was just no way out of it. So on that Friday bight, I dressed up a little and went to this place called "Jax". I hated it at first. Everybody knew each other and everybody was having fun. I almost walked right back out, but Troy had already seen me. I was the first of his guests to arrive. I walked over to where he was sitting and sat across from him. "No.No. Sit next to me. Be my arm candy. This has always been my favorite table because you can see everyone that walks in. You're early. God! You really don't know anything, do you? Never come early or right on time to a party, Les! The bartender is delivering a pitcher of beer and some shots. I was going to drink it all as a warm-up, but I'll share." "Happy birthday, Troy." "Thank you, Sweetie. Than you for the card as well. Nobody sends birthday cards anymore...the only ones I got were from you and my mom." The club was starting to fill up, but only about three more of his invitees came. We all sat on the same side of the table because Troy didn't want anybody blocking his view of the action. We drank a lot. I wasn't really used to alcohol but had a high tolerance for it somehow. Metabolism? Anyway, the party was pretty much a bust. The other "friends" blew kisses and left for other hot spots. I stayed because I figured my friend would be too wasted to get himself home. "Dumb queens. Who needs 'em? Thank you for staying, Les. I know how much you hate it here, Means a lot." And then a small group of guy in robes and pajamas blustered through the front door. Weird. "Ugh. Another pajama party. Those are getting way too common these days. Oh God, that bald guy is carrying a teddy bear. Look." "What do they do at a pajama party?" "They all go club to club in their PJ's and then back to somebody's place to have a group fuck or something. I refuse to go to one. I sleep in the buff anyway. Oh no!" "What?" "The Ripper is among them." "The what? Who?" "See that guy with the curly reddish-brown hair and beard? The really tall one? That's The Ripper." "Why is he called that?" "It fits. You take him to your place and he rips your rectum and then rips your valuables. Rips condoms. Rips you completely." "He looks harmless." "Oh God, Les, Don't even get curious. I shouldn't have said anything." "Why?" "Because you're an innocent oddball who's a prime target for people like him. You are his type." "But I don't even have any valuables." "You have your health and your life. He's got the recipe." 'The Recipe' was the his code for HIV. ""How do know all this?" "Darling, I know everyone in this town. I see all. Be right back...I'm going to find a nice normal guy for you. Stay here." He left. I immediately looked over at Ripper only to find he was already looking at me. Shit! This is why I never socialized...too many landmines. He was kind of handsome, though. Troy came with more shots, a stack of napkins and a pen. "I saw you look over there. Stop. Have a drink and draw me some cartoons." I was an amateur cartoonist and liked to draw for other people. I wasn't published. I drew really raunchy 'toons that I knew Troy would like. I liked making him laugh. We had more drinks and more fun. Every time I glanced over at Ripper, he was still looking at me. "I saw that, Les. Stop. Keep drawing. Oh look! Here's Barry!" One of Troy's friends had shown up late for the party. They exchanged hugs and kisses...which got more intimate. They were both drunk. They full on made out right there at the table. "Barry and I are going to dance now, Stay put and keep drawing. I'll be back." But he never came back. He had vanished. Well, good for him. He was going to get a birthday fuck. Oh well. I had drank so much, but didn't feel intoxicated. Maybe it was my Scottish ancestry. I should probably go too, but the presence of Ripper kept me in my chair. Most of his little PJ party had moved on, leaving him all alone. I looked at him again and smiled. He returned the smile and nodded. Landmine. The bartender came by and asked if I needed anything. I ordered two vodka tonics because I didn't want him thinking I was by myself. I put one of them about a foot away from me in order to keep up the illusion I wasn't a single loser. Ripper was alone now. What a weird thing to see a grown man in his pajamas siting alone. I should go say 'hi' or something. I downed the first drink and shamelessly grabbed the seconf, trying to decide what I should do. I didn't have to. He came over to me and plopped a teddy bear right in front of me. "Hi. This guy needs a new home. My friend Josh left this behind. Can I sit?" "Thanks. Yes. Absolutely.' "I'm Craig, What happened to your friend?" Hi Craig. I'm Les. I think my buddy got lucky. Can I buy you a drink?" "Sure, Wow. You've been sucking down the booze all night...are you sure you want any more?" "I'm cold sober for whatever reason. Or maybe not. My drawing are getting a little sloppy, I'll have one more and call it a night." "You come to a beer and DRAW?? No offense, but that's weird. Can I look?" He shuffled through my cartoons and smiled. "What happened to the pajama party" "Who knows? They're all flakes. I get abandoned by those guys regularly. Its just us now. Can I sit closer to you?" I patted Troy's empty stool and he was right next to me. "So I guess your pal told you all about me." "He's a gossip, but, yeah -- he told me some stuff."' "Guys like him are the reason I can't get laid anymore. Fucker." "Any of it true." "Of course not. I just pissed off somebody once and they spread rumors to ruin me." "Sorry. It seemed dubious to me. You seem nice." "Really? Thanks. I've never seen you out before. New in town?" "No. This just isn't my scene. I hate crowds." "Well, it's not crowded now. Let's have another round and go back to my place. I wouldn't ask to go back to yours because I don't want you to think I'd rob you." But he lived way North of the city, and I didn't want to drive that far. We drank more. "I like you, Craig." Maybe the alcohol was starting to affect me. He reached over, took my hand and stuck it down the front of his pajama pants. I felt the biggest erection in the world. It was hot and a little moist. "You seem normal, but you like danger. I can tell." "Oh, hell. Everything you heard is true. I admit it. Can you admit it turned you on?" "I can." What turns you on most? That I can ruin assholes? That I sabotage condoms? That my cum is poisonous? That I'm a criminal?" "All of the above." "Good. Let's go. I promise if we go back to your place, I won't take anything that's not mine." We left and got to my apartment. He took off his slippers and t-shirt. OK. This was happening now. He waited for me to do something. I stripped. "Danger. You're in the danger zone now, boy. Lie down here on the floor." I did and he collapsed on top of me. We kissed long and hard as he humped me. I grabbed that infamous boner again. Dear Lord. "Got a condom? You realize I'll tear it off at some point, but we can pretend for a bit if you want." "Are you really HIV+?" "Oh yeah. And it's potent. No meds can make it go away. You wanted danger and now it's aimed right for your ass." He spit on his fingers and massaged two of them into my hole. "This will hurt and make you bleed like crazy. You'll have to get an area rug for this carpet." "Rip me." That set him off and shoved that thing nearly half way into me. I wanted to scream, but he held one of his huge hands over my mouth. "You're lucky that it's been so long for me. I'll cum soon. Hang on. Here's what you wanted. Ahhhh. Shittt!" I was in severe pain and could feel my ruined anus bleeding. He was done. The Ripper had completed his task. We lie there together for a minute. "Mind if I spend the night? I've already got my pajamas here." "Let's go to bed." It was a nice night. He let me suck him and we fucked twice more. He let himself out that Saturday morning. I spent the whole day in bed, listening to my body. It was wrecked and full of bad cum. I needed to find him again.

Last year I met a hot boy at the p-house. He had just turned 18, and told me this was first time to gay club. We were out by the lake talking. I was really digging him. Several times he hinted around for me to buy him a drink, but I was scared of getting caught. Out of the blue an older man in his 40's joined us. I could tell he was interested in the the boy as snared more and more of the kid's attention. I figured the boy would reject him but before I knew it I was out of the conversation. The man invited the boy to smoke some weed with him and they took off together and went behind some bushes. It all happened so fast and there was nothing I could do, but I decided to hang around to see what else happened. After about fifteen minutes they emerged from the bushes, the older man's arm around the boy, leading him to the guest rooms. The kid was staggering and kinda out of it: I speculated the two of them had smoked more than just pot. They approached a guest room, the older guy knocked on the door - it promptly opened and the two of them disappeared within. I sauntered up to the room and, while the door was closed, I could faintly hear the TV playing a porno flick and assumed at least two guys were going at it. I walked by the window and noticed a gap in the blind. Peering in, I could see the old man and another taller hairy man had the boy sandwiched between themselves. They were kissing all over the kid, feeling him up as they removed his clothing. The boy had such a hot slim body, I was sad to see it wasted, so to speak, on the two older guys. As soon as the boy was naked the hairy guy picked-up the kid, positioning him on the bed, face down. Suddenly the door opened and the other man who had initially snared the boy caught me spying on them through the window. "I thought it was you. He sure is a hottie, isn't he? Sorry about your bad luck. but hey, you can come in and watch." I was happy to accept his invitation, so I entered the room, taking a seat in a dark corner, looking on as the other guy was simultaneously rubbing his crotch and the boy's ass. He unbuckled his pants, exposing his bulging jockstrap. Climbing on top of the boy, he began kissing and licking his neck and ear as he humped the boy, asking him "You won't mind if I take your ass first, will you?" The boy started to squirm, so the man wrapped his arm around him to control the squirming, barking "Don't make me take it the hard way!" The other guy asked "You need me to hold him down?" With that the boy quieted down, presumably figuring out that he had no choices given the situation. The hairy man on the kid's back pulled his cock out of the side of his jock and stroked it a few times. He then spat on it for lubrication, and positioned himself in the boy's (presumably) cherry crack. The other guy, who was standing near me, turned saying "I wanna see him take it the hard way, don't you?" I told him "Naw, that's messed up" to which he replied "Well, too bad, I'm gonna make sure he gets it hard. You ain't gonna do shit about it but watch and jerk your cock." The man went over to the bed, and stabilized the kid's legs, telling his buddy "Little man over there wants to see him get it hard." "Ok, then, hard it is. Get the restraints out from under the bed. You get this side and the little man can get the other." I quickly decided to go along with the plan, and within a couple of minutes the kid was restrained. The guys gave the kid a couple hits of tina to calm him down, making him horny and submissive. The man on top adjusted his cock across the boy's hole and starts to nicely hump his crack. "That cock feels good, doesn't it, son?" "Yes, sir." "You won't mind having your ass used like this, will ya?" "No, sir." "You sure?" "Yes sir." He covers the boy's mouth with his hand and jabbed his cock in the boy's hole. The kid's contortions told me he was in agony. The top fucked the kid for about half an hour, nutting three times in the kid's ass, non-stop fucking. Talk about stamina! Then the other guy fucked the kid while his buddy scouted outside, apparently inviting additional guys to join in the assault on the kid's ass. I admit I enjoyed watching the scene, but also knew it could easily become dangerous to me: I physically was much more similar to the bottom than to either top, and presumably could become the target of their attentions. So, I slipped-out of the room, just as three leather dudes passed me on their way to the room.

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.

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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...

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.

No because voting doesnt actually do anything. If it did, it would have changed a lot more by now. Career politicians and political dynasties are the worst.

I don't know how different or unique my experience is. I was far too young to understand. My Father was a selfish, dangerous drunken fucker that got a taste for the fear anguish and pain he could freely inflict on a smaller weaker person during his time overseas as a Marine. Being used by people assosiated with nambla fucked me up for years. Even after he was dead, I wasn't free. But I got older and the reds that were planted took root. For better or worse I like what I like.I make choices. I don't see being a Father in my future. But I do wish I had blood brothers. But then again, the concept of family is relative isn't it. For the record rewriting my history helped me cope. And incest is one of my biggest kinks more than 30 years later.

Discovered how much I liked piss when I was working in London and started to go to SOP. I guess it's all part of my descent into depravity and becoming a real pig. Being naked in the bar area and kneeling before some guy as he pissed in my mouth wheilst everyone watched was a HUGE turn on. Watching guys fucking in the toilets as others pissed on them was also really exciting.

Yes, he is deranged.

The boy slept for 20 minutes or so and he was awoken by Gavin who slapped his ass hard, Gave could see his handprint in red on the boys ass and as the boy yelped he smacked it again and then a third time. The boy was asking why, please stop. Gavin laughed and said you fucking whores are all the same, you parade your ass around and tease guys and then when they show you some real attention you want to act shy and pretend that this is not what you have been asking for the entire time. I have already heard about other dick you sucked and let fuck you so don't think I have a misconception of what you are. Max tried to say something but another smack and he burst into tears again. Gavin told him to keep crying the beating would only get more intense if he chose to keep it up. Max tried to collect himself as he hard the door open and he hard someone walk in and he thought it was Danny but soon he realized that it was a new guy. Fuck Gavin this new bitch is even hotter then the last little slut we took. Gavin did not say a word but spit on the kids hole and pressed his slightly lubed cock slowly in the boys hole as he whimpered and moaned. Brett bent down and watched Max's face contort as Gavin's big dick forced its way in the boy with almost no lube until he was bottoming out inside the boy. Brett told the boy it would feel better soon and with that Gavin pulled out and then slide back in and slowly the pain from the boys face disappeared and he started to moan in pleasure not pain. See boy I told you as he leaned in and kissed the boy and Max kissed him back and made out with him while Gavin plowed the boys cunt. This went on for five to six minutes and then Brett stood up and slapped Max on the face with a thick dick that was leaking precum. Max was started and then it happened again, slapped in the face. This went on for a few minutes and then Brett grabbed the kids head and forced his mouth open and slide his dick in and no fucking teeth boy I just want your tongue and throat. Max tensed up as Brett slide deep in the boys throat and Max began to gag and try to pull way. Brett held him there and fucked his throat and then pulled out and the kid gasped and tried to catch his breath before saying I can't and then Max's words were muffled as Brett slide his big dick back in the boys mouth. He had said I can't do that or something like that but Brett paid no attention and slide deep and fucked his throat. Max had forgotten about Gavin who was plowing hard and deeper and then finally pressed deep in the kid and said fuck there goes another big load up your ass slut. Gavin slide in and out a few more time and then pulled out and got up and walked over to Brett and told him to make the kid suck his cock clean. Brett held Max's mouth open as Gavin slide in and fucked his throat and then made him clean his cock off with all that cum and ass juice. Gavin pulled out his half hard dick now and said he is all yours for now and got dressed and left. Brett got out his phone to text some buds and told them how to get into the back door of the room and then went back to fucking the kids throat and told him that it was a good thing they made out before he cleaned off Gavin's dick. I am straight faggot and I do not swallow cum even if it is my own from a girl who gave me head. I have just invited a few buds over who are all straight and just need some cock sleeve to get off in. Do you hear me faggot and just about the time he finished saying that his hand slapped the kids head with his cock down this throat. Max had no where to go but to try to say yes with a huge dick down this throat. He then heard the door open to the patio and two guys undressing and when the last belt hit the floor Brett pulled out and Max felt relief but for a small moment and then Brett pressed his big dick against Max's hole and pressed deep and Max felt his hole stretching. Two hands pulled Max's cheeks apart and then then Max felt a bottle at his nose and the guy said breath while he held Max's left nostril closed and then stitched back and four and Max felt warm and his hole opened up and Brett fucked him like a little whore can calling him a fucking cum slut. Brett told Max that his little cunt was begging for his load, tell me boy. Tell me what you want. Max sheepishly said I want your cum, with that the guy holding his ass cheeks apart took his hands off and then slapped Max's ass. Brett said boy I did not hear you, what the fuck do you want. Max spoke up and said, I need your cum, please cum in me, please. Fucking whore Brett called out, you are going to get just that and he piston fucked the kid and then shot a huge load in him. He pulled out and came over to Max and told him to open his throat while one of the guys got in place. Max swallowed Brett's cock and cleaned him off and finally Brett pulled out and he told Max to open his mouth and got right in front of him and spit once, twice and then a third time in the kids mouth and told him to swallow. Max was now taking a much thinner 9" cock and the guy fucked him but did not last too long and shot his load in the boy and came around and placed his dick down the kids throat and while he was being throat fucked a huge beer can dick nestled up against Max's hole and pressed in. Max felt like he was being torn open and made a guttural moan on the dick he was sucking with his throat and the guy finally pressed his way inside the boy. The dick in his throat pulled out and Max said please it is too big it hurt, I can't take it please. The guy inside him did not move but instead flexed his dick and Max said ouch, that fucking hurts. Just then Max heard a spray and the guy in front of him said open your mouth and shoved the rag in his mouth and plugged his nose and Max had no choice but to breath through his mouth. Max started to feel like he was shaking and blacked out and this thumping in his head and he felt his anus open up and a deep desire to have this huge dick in him fuck his hole. That is boy, open that cunt up for me. The guys slowly worked his dick in and out and then picked up the pace a little. Within 10 minutes Max was begging the guy to fuck him and give him his load. The guy kept fucking Max's ass and tell him that he was a fucking queer fag boy and all he really wanted was his cum. That is what every fag wants some straight guys cum. You keep opening up that cunt and you will get mine. Max heard the spray and then his mouth was full and the guy behind him started slamming Max's ass and five minutes later came deep in him and fuck that is some real fag pussy there. Max hardly realized it but came without even touching his dick. The other guy said that fucker came while you were fucking him. Look at the puddle under him! They both commented and laughed at the limp fag with fag juice under him. Grab that and feed it to him the guy with the beer can dick said and soon Ryan was swallowing his own cum. They laughed and got dressed and left max there wrecked and worked up. He felt like he needed to cum again and really wanted to touch his dick. It was starting to get really uncomfortable stuck like this, he wrestled and tried to get comfortable and finally dozed off.

I let go of Luke’s glorious, sorry, and right now very red nipples finally and he collapsed down on my chest, not removing my cock from his ass at all. I laid there in what felt like ecstasy for several minutes feeling drips of cum run down my cheeks, balls, taint, and chest. I felt like I had just taken a bath in man seed and I couldn’t be happier. Luke was panting his little heart out on my chest. I think he was scared to move. He finally asked, “How was it?” “Better than I expected, but like the other boys, I wont tell you, I will score u on your lower back and you guys can go compare scores and see who is going on the weekend getaway.” “That’s fair, but please don’t make me move yet. Ur dick is the only thing holding any cum in my ass right now, and I don’t have the energy to squeeze to hold it in till u can plug it.” I giggled, and groaned in enjoyment of that fact. “Ur still leaking down my balls" “I know, but without u in there it would be running out, not just leaking" “So I should just piss it out?” I said jokingly. “Its your hole, david, you can do as u want with it, but you had me make it this cum sloppy, I don’t think that is what u want for it just yet.” “No, I wanna taste all 3 holes together, later, so let’s get u up and plugged" and with that I found his nipples again and pinched and pulled with all my might. And as expected his hole spasmed shut, spitting my softing dick out. He cried out in pain and tried to pull away from me, but I had a good hold on him and rolled him over on his back. He relaxed into the pain eventually, so I let go, sending another chill thru him. I pulled his legs up and grabbed the widest but shortest plug I could quickly find in his nightstand drawer and shoved the orange plug into his hole. It was quite a thick one he obviously wasn’t used to wearing. It also had a loop on it to attach a leash if one wanted. I managed to get it pushed into his hole with a bit of a squelch. I then licked around the plug to clean him up a bit. He was moaning and groaning quite a bit. And I could tell the plug was a little uncomfortable but he said nothing about it. I left him like that for a moment to go grab a sharpie. On my way to my office I saw jake waddling towards the patio, black plug still in place. It made me smile, and almost chase him but I knew I had to deal with Luke first. So retrieved the sharpie and a damp towel to clean myself up a bit. Returning I saw Luke struggling to be comfortable, he was using his fingers to collect, clean, and eat any cum he could find on his body, all while trying to deal with the large plug in his ass. It made me smile and so happy. I told him to roll onto his stomach. He did. And I wrote his score on his back. I started to attach the leash to his plug and he stopped me, which was unusual. “Don’t attach the leash back there, I’m afraid u will pull it out my accident and waste the sloppy mess we have created for you. Just use the strong nipple clamps and attach the leash to those if u want a leash.” Luke both loved and very much hated pain in his nipples, so if he was volunteering them up it meant he really cared about his hole staying the stretched cum dump it was. I however loved the faces his nips caused him as well, so of course I attached the clamps and walked him to the patio. There laying face down on a lounger was gabe in a black leather speedo, obviously exhausted with a sharpie 8 on his back. Next to him was Jake sitting up playing on his phone, with one leg pulled up probably to make it more comfortable to sit, in his vinyl shorts. Every tug on the leash got me a gasp till we got to the patio table just across from the lounge chairs.. Luke looked nervous, I knew because he thought I was gonna make him sit. I almost wanted to make him Just to see his faces but I didn’t. I wanted to see all my trophies lined up. I called gabe and jake over. Turned them around and savored each hole. First was Jake’s. I pulled his shorts down, and they were sweaty, but not much leaked cum, I pulled his plug, sucked quickly like a lollypop and then dove for his hole, it was still a little loose, and good and sticky. Tasted wonderful bent over that table. When I looked up, I saw gabe making out with luke, but jake had Luke’s leash tugging on his nips while I was eating the hole. I was a little worried about gabe’s tongue with luke nips taking that much torture. But gave didn’t seem to care. When I felt like I couldn’t find anymore large globs of cum or flavor on jake I pulled back and moved over to gabe’s hole. As I pulled gabe’s speedo down I told luke to start fucking jake. He moved across and tried, jake was gonna be fucked but because he had Luke’s leash it was gonna be on Jake’s terms. I loved it. Gabes hole still looked a mess with that big green plug squirming in the hole. He was moaning a lot and I could tell a little jealous that jake was getting fucked. But I also knew Gabe was actually sore. I pulled on the plug and gabe shouted quite loudly at first. I reached between his legs and found his junk in the cock cage I had ordered him in earlier and it made me hard. I squeezed and pinched at his cock in the cage and he squirmed even more. Finally I gripped his balls way to tight with one hand as I yanked his plug out with the other. He screamed, and then sighed in relief. His hole dropped cum. I attacjed it with full force as I devoured his swollen ass lips and drank down all the cum and ass juice I could find. It was like heaven. When he finally started to relax into it I told jake to start fucking gabe again while luke was fucking him. Gave stayed laid across the table as Jake moved behind him, the whole time pulling Luke along with the leash to keep Luke’s dick in Jake’s ass. I just sat back as they made this train, enjoying all the flavors on my tongue and knowing it was gonna be a glorious trip.

A few weekends ago, I was at Steamworks Chicago face down in a room. This guy came in, spoke a European language (I think Finnish?), and I didn't respond. He took a hit of my poppers, entered me, and fucked me. He was really tall and very overweight, but he came in me. I hope he was handsome!

I think Southeast Asia will be heaven for you guys in general. boys here go crazy over foreign cocks. i’ve met with foreigners who can’t believe the amount of attention they’re receiving from locals the moment they open their apps. It’s safe to say if your a foreigner ... expect at least x10 of your normal inbox volume when you get here. Especially in the Philippines and Thailand. Malaysia not far behind. 😈🤤

"Your ass and my cock are a perfect fit!" DAMN, he was right!

Thanks everyone... your kind words are helpful and appreciated. They help my juices get flowing. Creative juices those are of course. ;-). ?

It took me several years to realize I was what iblastinside would call a "natural bottom". At 8 yo I used to hang around the changing room at the pool and stare at the adult cocks which appeared huge to me--was fascinated by their furry bushes, too. I was jacking off at 12-13 yo. My butch cousin and I often used to j/o after school. At 13 his cock was a couple inches longer than mine. While we both touched and jacked off each other, he was def. the Dom in our relationship. He finally ordered me to suck him which I willingly did, eventually to the point where he regularly shot his cum into my mouth. He never sucked my cock, but he would jack me off occasionally. This went on for almost 3 years. He taught me how to be submissive. At 15 yo, he invited two of his teammates to join our circle jerk. Except I was ordered to suck all their cocks. Again, I lovingly performed my cocksucking duties. The only abuse was verbal, as my smallish cock never matured like the three of them, and I was not an athlete like them. They did threaten to beat me up if I ever disclosed giving them blow jobs. Why would I, though? And they never outed me as a faggot, although they certainly called me one. While none of them ever fucked me, they all liked to rub their hard cocks in my ass crack. Of course, I loved that. Eventually, I started finding out about cruising areas in the parks, and picked up older men. But we confined our activity to mutual cocksucking. When I was in college around 20 years old, I went to NYC. A 40 year old man picked me up in Central Park, and wanted to fuck my virgin ass at his apt. (This was a few years before the AIDS crisis, so condoms were never used.) I agreed. It hurt like hell, but he was patient, and took his time once he knew he was the first to pop my cherry. Over several hours, he coached me on how to relax my tight hole. It worked, and I got two loads from him that day. Though my asshole was pretty sore, I enjoyed the fuck once I got used to having his cock buried to the hilt. Finally, I knew then that I was destined to be a bottom. A few years later, I was a cumdump whore at the baths. I tried half heartedly to be a top, but with a 4.5" cock, and the fact that I came almost as soon as I entered a guy's ass, I knew my role was to be a submissive bottom and worship alpha male cock.

My boyfriend David and I were in an outdoorsy type store buying camping supplies, mainly a new tent, for a trip we were planning for the weekend when we ran into another couple friend of ours, Chad & Rick. We had been friends with them for several years and were quite close. We would invite them to our parties, they would invite us to theirs and often our mutual friends would invite both of us. We hung out a lot as individually we had many things in common. Rick and I were both the bottoms in our relationships, we were both going to school as non-traditional students working on our B.S, his in Chemistry mine in Computer Science, and we were both potheads. Rick and I went to different schools on opposite sides of town but we would study together for our math courses when they lined up or I would ask him questions from his notes or he would ask me questions from mine. David and Chad were the tops, didn’t smoke, were the bread winners in the relationships and got along great with idle chit chat while watching TV, something neither Rick nor I was much interested in. Rick and I would play video games all day long, but to sit and watch TV was torture. While we were chatting with Chad and Rick they mentioned that they had never been camping but had considered going. “Why don’t you come with us?” I suggested. “We don’t have any gear or anything that we would need.” Chad replied, “But thanks for the offer.” “You can just use our stuff, we have extra of everything. Except a tent, you’d have to buy a tent.” “Well thanks, but with the remodel we’re doing, we are very tightly budgeted. We are only here looking for a birthday gift for my dad.” At the end of the conversation, they agreed to come and we purchased a new tent for us as well as a tent for them to borrow. We gave them directions to the campsite that we used and told them we would have everything with us and get it set up; all they had to do was show up. Rick and I hugged, while Chad and David shook hands, then I hugged Chad, and Rick hugged David and we bid each other farewell. “If they weren’t HIV+ I’d fuck the hell out of Chad.” I told David after they had left. “Don’t you mean you’d let Chad fuck the hell out of you?” “It’s the same thing.” I rolled my eyes. “Well don’t get too wet,” David said while grabbing my ass, “It’s risky even with a condom. I want to stay negative.” “I know, me too.” I said as I grabbed another tent from the shelf and we headed to the checkout. The camp was on the side of a lake, roughly square with a small fire pit in the middle and room to set up a tent in each corner of the site. We set the two tents up adjacent to each other across the fire pit and got the rest of the campsite ready for our guests. I mentioned that we’d have to be quiet when we had sex so Chad and Rick wouldn’t hear but David told me there would be no sex this trip because he didn’t want them to hear. I reluctantly agreed. The site was not perfectly aligned with the cardinal direction but it was at the intersection of two paths that ran generally from east-west and from north-south. South lead to the path to get to the parking area, north wound off into the mountains, east went off into the deep woods and west lead to the lake. I heard a car horn honk three times, which was the signal that our guests had arrived so I ran down the trail to the parking area to meet them and bring them back. It took me a minute to get there and it must have been a long trip because when I arrived Chad has his dick out pissing. He had a great piece but didn’t notice me as he had his head turned talking with Rick. “Looks nice,” I said, startling him. He jumped, blushed, finished and zipped, quite quickly. Rick and I embraced and started walking back to the campsite, while Chad grabbed their bag of cloths and personal effects, following a short distance behind. “So how big is he?” I asked. “10 and knows how to use it.” “Same as David, we are two lucky bottoms.” I said grinning. When we got to the campsite I slipped into the tent and grabbed the weed and my pipe and me and Rick smoked up and giggled, while Chad and David talked about masculine gay stuff and work. As the sun was setting Rick and I went down to the lake to smoke a bit more before bed while our studs retired. I was very disappointed knowing that when I got back I wouldn’t be getting any but I understood why. It was probably the disappointment that distracted me and led Rick and I down the wrong path getting us lost, which when stoned is not that difficult. We finally made it back to the site, giggling, stoned and exhausted almost an hour later; the fire was nothing but coals. We said goodnight and slipped into our tents for the night. I slipped into our sleeping bag and nestled up against David, resting my head on his arm. He slipped his other arm around me tightly and nuzzled the back of my neck. I could feel his dick harden against my leg. He pulled his arm away and a few seconds later I felt his finger touch my hole as he smeared lube on it. “I…” I started. “Shhhh...” David shushed me. I said nothing else, I don’t know why he changed his mind but I was glad he did. I didn’t get to suck his cock which I love doing but as he suck his dick deep into my ass I slipped into bliss. Nothing beats a big cock in your ass when you’re stoned out of your mind. Inch by inch he penetrated me as I gasped the whole length of him until finally he could go no further. I arched my back pushing my ass out trying to get even one more millimeter of cock into me but ten inches was all he had. He slowly pulled out and sunk in again. God this was heaven, David slowly humped me while we lay on our sides, pulling out all the way and slowly sinking back in then a few quick partial pullouts and reentries. David put his free hand in front of my waist and pulled me close to him, then lifted his body and me with it, twisting me around so that I was now on my stomach and he was supporting himself over me pushup style while drilling my hole as fast as he could without making too much noise. He couldn’t go too fast but man going slow let him go deep each time and it was ecstasy. I moaned softly into the sleeping back as his pace and breathing quickened. He was getting a bit louder so I knew he was close, I really started milking his cock with my ass, relaxing on entry to get him in there, tightening on exit. Finally with a quick thrust that almost hurt he launched his cock as deep in my ass as he could and I could feel his massive meat throb as pumped his load into me. God damn, I thought to myself as he collapsed on top of me kissing the back of my neck. We lay there for a minute, him still inside of me not going soft; all the while he was kissing the back of my neck and stroking my own dick. I reached by hand down and pulled his hand away, not because I was close, but because I didn’t want to get off. I don’t always like getting off, but I love getting David off. I pulled his hands to my mouth and kissed him lovingly then pulled them to my chest and hugged them, closing my eyes, feeling him in me. He rocked him hips back and forth a few times then stopped. That monster still hadn’t gone down. When he stopped rocking I pulled his hands back to my mouth once again and started sucking on his thumb making sure to run my tongue in a circle around the tip. His hips started rocking again slowly and I realized he was not going down easily. But that was alright because I would. I loosed my grip on his hands and pulled forward releasing him from me and turned on my hands and knees so I could eat that monster. I could smell the frothy cum on his cock and it tasted great as his meat filled my mouth. I pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth making sure to get all the cum off of it that I could. I licked David’s dick all along the base and his balls making sure to get every drop of cum cleaning his cock. Then I went to town, shoving his cock all the way down my throat and holding it as long as I could. I wish I could say that I don’t have a gag reflex but I do, but David enjoys it, I love the way he tensed when I kept him in my throat and he would hold me down on his cock like he was forcing me to take it. Only once did he choke me to the point where I made a noise and that was only because while he was holding my head down with his right hand he shoved his left thumb up my ass. I was not expecting this and started to gasp but you cannot effectively inhale a cock so choked. That was all the hinting I needed, I spun around straddling him and took that monster into my hole again, dutifully cleaning his extremely tasty thumb. God, did his cum taste fucking awesome. I rode his cock while sucking on his thumb fantasizing that it was another man’s cock. We had discussed the idea of bringing another man into our bed before and were both on board with it, we just couldn’t find anyone who would work for us. We were still looking, though. I eventually found myself fantasizing that it was Chad’s cock that I was sucking on while I rode David. I had to quickly abolish that notion, still I rode and sucked on until David grabbed me on both hips, lunged forward pulling his torso upright, and me down on him hard. I embraced him, and he I as I once again felt his cock swell inside me. Throb after throb pumping his second load into me. I slid off him, again cleaning his cock, GOD did his cum every really taste good. He laid back down, one had rubbing the back of my head, the other who knows where. I cleaned his cock off good and just kept nursing the head of his cock. He took his had from my head and started stroking my cock again, I let him for a few minutes then pulled it from my dick and placed it back on my head. He got the hint because he didn’t touch my cock the rest of the night. He just rubbed my head while I worked his dick. I must have a talented tongue because after a few minutes he was pumping a third load directly into my mouth where I could savor every bit of it. I made sure there was no more cum to get from his cock then I lay down beside him pulling the sleeping bag close and closed my eyes to sleep. He slipped his still hard cock into my ass one final time and that is how we went to sleep. In the morning I woke shivering. David had rolled over and taken most of the sleeping bag with him, covering his head with it. It is typically cold in the mornings on camping trips. I put my clothes back on and slipped out of the tent and stretched. Hearing a twig snap I turned and saw Rick coming out of the woods zipping up; the morning pee. “How did you sleep?” I asked him. “Good till it got cold.” “Let’s go get baked.” And we headed down to the lake. We got to the lake and lit up. I passed the pipe to Rick and noticed that he looked a bit down so asked him what was up. We spent the next twenty minutes talking about relationship stuff. They were having a rough patch and Rick was a bit down, feeling unattractive as Chad and he hadn’t had sex if a few weeks. We talked till Rick felt better then went back to camp. When we got back David and Chad were up and making breakfast. They had built the fire and had everything about finished, “There are our boys,” said David smiling to beat the band. “Stoned again, I see.” Rick and I just giggled. I ran up and gave David the deepest longest kiss and snuggled close. “After breakfast I am going to head down to the town we passed and get some allergy pills.” Chad said. “I forgot to get some on the way up.” “I’ll go too.” said Rick. I grabbed David’s cock through his pants and he pulled quickly away grabbing my hand. His eyes got real big and he glared at me as if to say, “Not now.” With his mouth he told me there was something for me in the tent. I went into the tent and saw a small box. I opened the box and was actually surprised to see that my prize was a new butt plug. Hmmm, he wanted more when they left, no problem. I reached back and slipped it in; his loads from last night still in there didn’t leave much for resistance. I was happy to see only a little had leaked. Good. We finished breakfast and as Chad and Rick were getting ready to leave, two other campers, Bob and Ted another couple that we are friends with, walked passed and stopped to talk. Chad and Rick left and since they would be gone for a few hours, David and I agreed to go on a hike with them; SO much for round 4. We walked for thirty minutes talking about how we knew Chad and Rick and how good friends they were. “We invited them to come for the weekend. This is their first camping trip.” David explained. “Well I hope they are enjoying themselves, Ted and I only recently started and we love it.” “Oh they are. Chad was telling me this morning about how they had been having some problems lately.” David said grinning. “Rick and I discussed the same thing down by the lake this morning.” I said. “Well apparently a trip to the woods did the trick.” David said grinning. “Huh?” I asked quizzically. Rick had told me that Chad and he hadn’t had sex for months. I didn’t think he would lie about that. “Chad was practically beaming when he told me about their night last night. They fucked twice then Rick sucked him off. Rick wouldn’t even let Chad get him off.” David stopped and came back to me and whispered, “That’s why I gave you your surprise this morning. Hearing about it turned me on and I figured, why should they be the only ones having any fun this weekend?” The three others laughed, I just stared straight ahead. “What’s wrong?” David asked me, putting his hand on my shoulder. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “We…” I could barely speak as the realization came over me, “…didn’t have sex…last night?” David laughed at me. “No I told you we weren’t going to, lay down the pipe baby.” He winked and reached around and wiggled the butt plug. “Are you ok? You look really pale.”

Jewish boys become "men" at age 13. i think that's an appropriate age