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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.

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.

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.

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!”

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

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.”

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

Happy breeding today hope you took a lot of loads like I did..

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.

I’ve been finding lately that fucks seem to end too quickly for me - I almost always wish the Top has kept going. (I’m not counting premature ejaculators.) What about the rest of you? Do you find them too short, too long, or just about right for you?

Received a text from a big dicked top friend of mine asking when I was available. He’s always a great fuck with that huge 10 inch dick of his that always stretches my whole hole open as he endeavors to go balls deep with his 10. It was another great session with him in charge; placing me into the positions that he wanted. He’s tender yet aggressive which I like! He tells me when to relax and breathe so I can take all 10. While fucking, he’ll cuff me on the side of the head, pull my hair, and shove my face into the pillow. After 45 minutes, he pumped hard and came deep in my hole. I could feel his dick pulsing as he delivered his load into me. It was wonderful! I always believe it’s a shame to waste a freshly loaded hole so instead of heading straight home, I went to cruise the park. It was a bit early in the evening, but there were some men trolling about. I checked out this black guy wearing a hoodie and followed him deeper into the bushes. He pulled out his dick so I immediately got down on my knees. There was substantial girth and weight to his soft dick which grew bigger and harder in my mouth! He wasn’t as long as my friend but still substantial and definitely had more girth to him. It was great to know that I had been loosened up for him. When I had gotten him hard, I presented my ass to him and he didn’t waste any time taking it. While he plowed me, four or five guys started to watch but he didn’t break his rhythm at all! His rhythm increased and he shoved in deeper and harder stretching my hole even more open. I could feel his spurts shoot into me as he unloaded. I was hoping one of the other guys would jump on but no luck! So I texted a Filipino friend of mine who is always eager to unload in my hole and he filled me up before I headed home. I had started my evening at six and was home by nine!

After the “Gifted Virgin” I promised my selves never to get hooked on another of Losolents stories. So much for that promise. Bring it on.

I’ve been to a couple great sex parties where the host played electronic music on the ‘Best of Butt Boy’ album by Butt Boy. There’s even awesome videos that you can get to accompany the music

I really think making sure you dont get robbed, beaten up or end up trapped with a total nutter is very important. Having a friend you trust in another part of the apartment might be best

Glad to see real sluts on here don't discriminate. A dick is a dick . If you crave cum, you better accept any men. That's such a turn on for me, when I see a pretty boy getting fucked by ugly trolls. It just tells us how far they'd go to fulfill their lust and what depraved cumdumps they are.

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

I love it when a faggot is such a dirty little whore that not only does it not care what the guys fucking it look like but they don't even know what the guys fucking them bareback and dumping loads in their sloppy fuckholes look like. Especially when that faggot is hot. Its hot to know it could have standards but its such a cockhungry slut it will let absolutely anyone fuck it. The trolls love taking advantage of that so its hot to see some sexy little cumdump taking loads from the nastiest looking old trolls.Plus you can be pretty sure the whore is pozzed up trash and probably a hooker on the side.

Brian is a very rugged and muscular married guy who just needs a man on occasion. He texts me and then comes over to fuck me when his needs must be met. Last Saturday, he texted and then came over. I sucked his beautiful 7" cock then he pulled me up and pushed me onto the bed. Mounting me missionary style, he lubed me up and his throbbing pole then rubbed his head against my hole. Said he just wanted to tease me. Then he pushed it in and went in all the way slowly and steadily. I'm a very experienced bottom, but always marvel at the feeling of the first penetration. He thrusted and pounded me well for a good long time then I could feel him tense up and could hear the change in his breathing. I could tell that he was about to come and fill my hole. He finally grunted and shoved himself all the way in slamming his pubic fur hard against my hole and I could feel his hard pole going in far. Slam, Slam over and over with each thrust he shot his load into me. Damn it was a hot, big load. He was sweating on me as I pressed my face against his chest. I was in heaven. He left and I kept his load inside me just enjoying it. Can't wait to see him again!

Used to always drink my own. 10 years ago went to a bathhouse for the first time and a guy why just came in my ass ass asked if I drank piss. I said yes and we went to the bathroom. I got on my knees next to the urinal and put his cock in my mouth and pissed forever! I swallowed every drop and loved it. Since then I do it all the time!

Normally I go for twinks , caucasian short and boyish. However my local sauna is in Southampton , a major port for cruse ships. If you are there on a rest day there are normally several cute asian guys (cabin boys) , with there cute smiles and great skin. For us more mature guys there lack of ageisum is great. Normally they are in the dark room taking all cummers (I've never used a condom once) They normally make a day of it and if I'm in mid afternoon I can normally find a couple of asses already flooded with cum , my favourite lube. They are always grateful for my big daddy dick and load.

For me, this isn't a simple question to answer. TL;DR: It takes time, effort, and luck to get back to who and what you were always meant to be. A thirsty-cunted bottom. I was a sweet, sensitive, and cute little boy. I can remember having strong feelings for boys in my class at primary school (the blond sports loving rough-houser, the beautiful Italian musician, etc.). Looking back I can see they were crushes and pretty natural ones. I didn't have any similar feelings about girls in my class. Shit happened and my brothers and I ended up in a procession of Catholic children's homes. In the final one, a Catholic boy's home, I spent 4 of my 6 high school years. For reasons too involved to go into, I really, really hated it. It was like "Lord of the Flies". In my second year there, the dormitory master for that year, a religious brother who ran the Army Cadet Corps (think ROTC) for an adjacent school, put me right across from his room. He gave me some of the affection I'd been so starved of, but some of it made me feel strange. After we'd been sent to bed and the dorm masters had their evening meal together, with alcohol, he'd return to the dorm and come quietly into the room I shared with another boy. Then he'd kiss me on the lips saying "Good night" and leaving the smell of alcohol on my lips and in the air around me. He'd have me in his room and hold me immobile on his lap, his very strong arms wrapped tightly around me as he tried to kiss me as I squirmed over his cock and balls. These things made me feel strange because he was acting as a parent to me and many other boys. I was 13 and very small for my age compared to all the other boys in my dormitory. Puberty had not set in yet, so I wasn't aware of my own sexuality or anyone else's. During the summer of that year, the dorm master needed to make a trip along the coast to pick-up or drop-off something for the boy's home. Unlike many other boys at this home, we didn't get to go home and have time with our family very often. When the dorm master proposed taking me on this overnight journey on a weekend, it would get me away from a place I thought of as my prison. He got my mother's consent and off we went. I don't remember much about the trip apart from being in the car and feeling the warm sun and wind against my skin and hair. I remember the motel we stopped at to stay overnight dimly. It was like a hundred other coastal motels in other country towns, strange atomic age design and signage, and a fancy restaurant as an anchor to bring in both the locals and out-of-towners to spend their cash. We ate dinner in what seemed like a fancy restaurant. I remember a lot of glasses on the table and it seeming very fine. We ate and I have a vague memory of him giving me something to drink, or a taste of his drink. When we went up to the room after dinner, I remember being excited to be away. The room had a double bed and a single bed and, for some reason, I was bouncing around laying claim to the double bed. Looking back, that was very unusual behavior for me. We started to get ready for bed and I remember getting undressed next to the big bed and finding him next to me stripped down to his underwear. I was feeling odd by this time, and having the wiry, muscular and hairy adult so close to me with an enormous erection stretching his briefs made me feel even stranger. The last thing I remember clearly is being put on my back on the bed and him climbing over me, his adult sized hard-on hot and firm under his briefs as it brushed my skin. The first memory I have after that night is the next morning, standing under the hot shower and feeling both a kind of heavy dullness in my head and a powerful throbbing soreness in my bottom. I've thought a lot about why I don't remember what happened in any more detail. Whether, as I strongly suspect, he drugged me, or whether my unconscious mind kept the memories locked away to protect me, I can't say for sure. That made it tough to say with much certainty what had happened to me. Many years later after lots of work with therapists I came out to my mother. As soon as I told her she asked me, "When you went away with Brother X while you were at the boy's home, were you sexually abused?" I was startled, but said "Yes, but why do you ask?" It seems she had found blood-stained underwear in my travel bag when I came back from the trip. She had seen the proof of what happened to me, never told me, and done nothing about it. She only mentioned it then to say "Post hoc ergo propter hoc" to absolve her of any possible blame for my gayness. That was the moment I knew without any shred of doubt that I'd been raped until I bled. I'd always carried the trauma of my rape in my body, whether I remembered what had happened to me or not. The prospect of having sex with a man filled me with a kind of terror that was not hard-on inducing. At the same time I was a horny young man who needed something. I had no idea what I wanted. I muddled through my first boyfriend, who made me cum by fingering my prostate and sucking my cock at the same time, and my second boyfriend, who desperately wanted to fuck me but I could not relax and get into the idea. In fact, one night as we were lying in bed together after he'd been asking me for it, I had a full on panic attack. What had happened to me as a boy made sex as an adult feel incredibly dangerous, physically damaging, and mentally and emotionally traumatic. I had even tried getting fucked when I was drunk enough to avoid the terror, but then I couldn't enjoy it or even feel it. Not a good long term plan. Lots more therapy and personal effort got me over the sex hump through a workaround. When I met a guy we did other things and occasionally I topped. As years went by it just started to feel more wrong to me and my desire to fuck or have any sex at all left me. In the last few years I've been dogged in working to find and understand my kinks, acknowledge their likely sources (including my rape), and explore and accept them as a natural part of me. I also recognized a strong vein of submissive thoughts and feelings in me, and how much I really wanted to surrender myself and be fucked. Starting a few months ago, I've sought out men to fuck me, and dominant men to explore my submission. For those of you have been reading my "Last Loads" posts, this won't be a surprise. My past mental image of myself was of a dud fuck who was too traumatized to take a finger in his hole, let alone a cock of even average size. Being penetrated used to connect back to the feelings of being raped. What I've learned in the last three months is that I really, really enjoy having my ass fucked, and that I really prefer being fucked bare and bred. Thanks to: 1) to a visiting Brazilian bear who had no english but did have a dominant streak and fucked me breathless over a chair, 2) a traveling man who I had an incredible connection with and whose passion and intensity made him fucking me so easy that I had the beginnings of my first ass-gasm, 3) a granddad who treated me like a boy when I needed it and fucked me until I was relaxed and open and encouraging him to go harder, 4) an Hispanic bear who fucked me so well and with such finesse in so many positions that's I'm eagerly looking forward to a repeat, and finally 5) to a very calm and dominant black man who fucked me and bred me 9 times in two and a half hours and showed me that I'm built for, and need, the big cocks in my cunt too. When did I know I was a bottom? I suspect I always was as a boy, before someone distorted and stole part of my life. When I think back to how I felt about those boys I had crushes on, it connects so strongly to wanting their cocks inside me and fucking their seed into me. But I only knew I was a bottom the first time a man's cock was inside me and making me cum through my ass for the first time. That was about three months ago.

Part 8 I texted Steven when I got in my car letting him know ‘the client was very satisfied and I had the task was completed'. Steven texted me ‘right on, here’s your next client’ as he sent me the address and which set of points I was to use. The next guy was a bug chasing jock (my type). He was early to mid 20's, nice muscular build. He had a great cock, not that he’d get to use it. He was an avid partier when never slammed before. But if was brought to be pozzed he wanted too be slammed. We chatted a little bit when I arrived as I pulled out his point. I leaned that he was more of a top and that he has always been turned on by pozzing stories. He also has a cute twink who didn’t just want to be fucked by him, the twink wants the jock to breed his ass. The twink never asked the jock if he was poz or neg. He learned that the twink had never used a condom when fucking. So he started to think about fucking the kid bareback and breed ass. Then his thoughts slipped yup sleazier thoughts of pumping him full of poz cum which turned him on beyond belief. He knew he was ready to take the final plunge and become poz himself. Use coughed that Tina would help him take that final step and not turn back. There were 4 points for him since he was slamming for the first time. The important factor Steven taught me about slamming is that you can always slam more, you can’t slam less. I was to administer one slam and after 5 to 10 minutes then I would see how the client was doing and would then determined if he was to get another one until he was sufficiently cock crazy. Basically I was to get him to the point of having T-dick. I could see that he was a little nervous as I got everything ready. I had him lay back and relax as I got him some Gatorade to drink. Steven’s instructions had me dose the Gatorade with some GHB is he showed any apprehension. The downed the Gatorade quickly and as the G took effect the jock seemed to know that he had been dosed saying to me, “You put G in my Gatorade.” I answered him, “Yes, I am just flowing Steven’s instructions. He knew you might need it to help get you where you really want to be.” He then told me, “Thanks. You know Steven offered to poz me, but since I rarely bottom I wasn’t going to let his horse cock wreck my hole.” I looked at him and as I applied the tourniquet said to him “I think you’re ready you be slammed.” As I swabbed his arm and readied to skip the needle into his vein he answered “Yeah I am ready.” I skillfully hit the big, juicy vein and after getting the red flash emptied the first point into the jock. After I pulled the tourniquet he coughed a little and I knew right away he was going to need more. I was just going to give him the second slam butt he kept telling me to give him 2 more. We quick texted Steven and the jock pled his case. Steven told me to give him 2 more points. After I administer both points he coughed out hard as his hard dick went a little soft. I made note of the amount me has slammed knowing how much the jock could do make T-dick right get him as I administer the fourth slam which, in combination with the G he drank, turned the jock into a cum dump. Over the next 8 hours I proceeded to fill his neg jock ass with my poz cum. I roughly used a dildo to work those loads in deep and help insure the pozzing process. I also inserted a butt plug before I left to keep the loaded inside him while putting a pair a locking charity shorts so he couldn’t remove the but plug. I was to come back by Saturday night to breed him some more. The next client was a simple party-n-play fuck. The guy was a bug chaser who was tired of not getting converted after 6 years of barebacking. The last client before he had to go back over to the jocks was a partier who wanted to get his conservative, straight laced, neg boyfriend to party for the very first time along with pozzing his ass. They had talked about him trying Tina for the first time and him converting only to have him back out. The client was determined to finally make it all happen. The apartment door was left open for me to get in. I would find the client fucking his boyfriend who was to be slammed and pozzed. Once in the bedroom the client would good his boyfriend down while I administered the slam. Then the two of us would tag team his neg ass filling him with poz loads. As I was about to walk into the bedroom I could hear the neg boyfriend say something about hearing someone in the apartment. By the time I entered that bedroom the client had the boyfriend pinned to the mattress as I quick applied the tourniquet and before he knee what was happening the neg boyfriend was coughing out hard. It was apparent that they were about to fuck since the client had a condom on his cock. He quickly pulled the condom off as his boyfriend rode his first rush. He then administered his slam and proceeded to fuck and breed his boyfriend. When it was my turn the client told his neg boyfriend “The guy fucking you just recently converted HIV+ and between me and him breeding you're sure to convert.” I was about to dump my first load inside his neg ass when he surprisingly answered, “Thank you for helping me experience Tina and making a take raw cock.” This was a quick job as I dumped 2 poz loads into his ass and left after double fucking him, but I had to get back to the jock and remove the butt plug and dump some more of cum into his ass. It wasn't easy to get the plug out of his ass but with some lube, effort and a nice slam the plug came out. He had absorbed the cum I had dumped inside him the night before. For tonight the jock asked that I get a few poz tops to help breed him. His only stipulation was not to have anyone over 7” to 8” fuck him. It was decided to get a hotel room for the night. I had placed ads on BBRT and Craig’s List and was going to have him pick out the guys he wanted to have fuck him. He opened his laptop, I logged into BBRT and the email I had set up the Craig’s List ad. Had him get on all fours and I slowly fucked him while he looked through the replies. He set it up for 6 guys to come by the hotel room while I made sure that the guys coming over were the righT Type. As we waited for our visitors to arrive I made sure there was a well packed pipe and bong along with clean pints and Gatorade to take GHB with. I had our slams ready to go and convinced the jock to let me slam him as he let the next guy fuck him. I told him we’d have the guy lay on his back so that jock could mount him.. The jock was down to try only if he coughed fuck me at the end of the night. The first got showed up was a college frat boy type who quickly started smoking. He was also down for getting his dick inside the jock’s ass as I slammed him only if I could administer a slam for him. I mixed the slams and our visiting top laid down, the jock slowly worked his tight ass slowly down the guy’s 7½” cock. There was still about ½” to ¾” left when I gave the jock his slam flowed by the visiting top. As they both coughed out I saw the rest of that cock disappear as the jock proceeded to fuck himself as the top laid back enjoying the rush. A few minutes later the top began to fuck him below as the two began to get a nice rhythm going. I stood up letting the jock suck my cock. Soon we are joined by a couple more tops. It of the 6 the were invited only 4 showed up. Each one partying up and fucking a load or two (or four) pinto the jock's neg ass. He took a dozen loads that night and when we were left just the two of us I fixed is a couple more slams, had him lay on his back as I straddled him felt his 8” cock balls deep in my ass then administered his slam. While he coughed or I quickly did my own slam and then let him fuck me. He turned out to be a great top and rushed me for a good 2 hours before we quit.

Prep never interested me. I’m a cumdump bottom who only takes raw loads. My goal was to get HIV and proud to say I’m HIV Poz with no regrets at all! I could have done prep but I was happy getting pozzed up and rather not spend money on prep, just let HIV infect me. When I got told I was poz i told the doctor I wasn’t surprised coz I hated condoms, fucked raw only, and let a couple of guys with detectable loads fuck me at a chill out. I let them coz I refuse to have safe sex with condoms they feel shit inside me, and I wanted them to fuck me coz hot as fuck so just went for it and cool about getting HIV from them, was expecting it To this day, I regret nothing! I told the guys to pound their toxic HIV cum deep into my hole, I fully enjoyed taking their loads over and over again, we all fully enjoyed fucking knowing I was getting pozzed up from their HIV loads. I don’t have any shame in taking detectable poz loads, I’m proud I repeatedly took HIV POZ loads so I could also become poz. It felt amazing, we met up regularly after that to continue loading me up with HIV and as a proud barebacking bottom I loved knowing that I was being knocked up by hot poz guys and as a bottom cumdump I was finally getting what I set out to get when I decided to fuck raw, poz status Today, I’m not taken meds, much rather enjoy the feeling of dirty cum shooting from my cock. It’s made me proper sleazy and yeh I proudly help gays who wanna poz up. I never force my loads onto anyone who doesn’t want it. I’m happy to help any gay guy who wants to poz up and enjoy sleazy, dirty, filthy poz on poz sex. Proudly happy living with detectable HIV in my cock, not ashamed to tell people I’m poz, if I took prep I wouldn’t have become poz and you might hate my behaviour but I’m an out and proud gay man, living with detectable HIV and think I’ve fully enjoyed life as a bottom, I’ve been healthy, enjoy taking risks, and I feel great.

Since I became a total cumdump slut I take every cock that wants to breed me. I definitely take guys that I don’t find at all attractive, but I want to take their cocks and loads in me. In the beginning I don’t want to do it, but forcing myself to do it and give up my ass to any man that wants it makes me feel like the cum dump slut I’ve become and I find myself enjoying it! I have been bred by really old men, 82 is the oldest for me, homeless guys and some really big heavy men, smelly dirty guys. I need to do this and the one thing I always make sure is to be respectful; I may not find them attractive, but my role is to give up my ass to them and do it respectively! Just how I see it.

Taking out my semi hard cock and firing a strong stream of piss into the urinal with a guy watching is horny as fuck. Don't often find those who will suck it there and then though

Once we got to the room, the burly host closed the door and smiled at me long enough that I started to feel myself blush. The redbull was hitting my system now, and I was full of a nervous energy, even if my ass was sore and my dick still hard. "Okay," he said, and he smiled - teeth bright behind his short dark beard. "You said you'd ride my dick, and you'd take my bet for an extra fifty." I nodded. "Yeah." My voice was a bit shaky. "Here it is: if I come before you do, you get that extra fifty." I nodded again. "Okay." Well, given how sore I was, that didn't seem particularly hard, though I really did want to get off like mad. If I didn't touch myself, though, I'm sure I could handle it. I moved toward the big man, and knelt down in front of him. His hand took my chin and tugged a bit to make me look up at him before I could reach out and undo the laces on his shorts. "And if you come before I do? You stay for the after-party." I blinked. I had no idea what that meant. I saw his eyes narrow behind his black mask as he smiled wider. "Okay?" he asked. I swallowed once, then nodded. "Okay." He laughed. "Okay, boy. I'll give you a couple of minutes to suck it - I hear you're a pro - and then you're getting it up that ass of yours." I undid the laces to his athletic shots and pulled his cock free - he was thick, and uncut, and definitely had more than eight inches, like he'd said. This was probably the biggest dick I'd ever seen, and I couldn't help it - my mouth watered. I started to swallow as much of his length as I could, stroking his shaft and giving his balls a quick tug as I went as far down his length as I could. The low rumble in his chest let me know he liked my efforts, and I pulled out all the stops. I wanted him as horny and as ready to blow as I could. My tongue dipped into his foreskin and I pushed myself to suck as fast and as hard as I could, to draw his load out as close to the surface as possible. Hell, if I could swallow it, I'd be fifty bucks richer right off the bat! The big man's hands never touched me, but he thrust slowly into my mouth while I worked, and continued to make low rumbles of appreciation. I sucked and sucked - he grew very hard, and I was pretty sure I was getting him close - and then he pulled out of my mouth and moved to the bed. I rose, a little short of breath from my efforts, and followed. He crawled onto the bed and moved to the center, pausing only to get a bottle of lube from the table. He sat in the middle of the bed, his hard dick pressing up against his hairy stomach and wet with my spit, and gestured for me to follow him there. I crawled onto the bed. "Turn around and show me your ass," he said. I turned, raising my ass into the air in front of him. Despite myself, and despite how sore I was, I was already half-hard. His fingers were generous with the lube he squirted onto them, and they probed deep into my sore pucker. I heard him pour out more of the lube and stroke himself. "Okay," he said. "Face me, and climb on." It was a little awkward to swing my leg over him, but we were soon face to face, his cock resting between my lubed ass cheeks. I was pressed against him, his hard and hairy body rubbing my own skin. He grinned - even with me on his lap I had to look up at him a bit - and then his big arms cupped my thighs and he pulled me up into the air a bit. I crouched over him, and he used one hand to guide his thick exposed cockhead to rest against my hole. "Alright, boy," the big man said. "Here you go." He pulled me down, hard enough that I couldn't resist, but slow enough that I felt every inch of him slide into me. I hissed through my teeth but still he pulled, and finally, sweat breaking out on my skin, my butt came to rest on his thighs. He was buried deep, and sitting on his dick felt incredible. I moaned a little when he circled his hips beneath me. "Yeah," he said, and his hand slid up the small of my back. "Here it comes..." He was a strong man and his thighs were massive - he started to buck from beneath me, making me bounce up and down on his dick, his left hand clamped to the back of my neck to hold me in place as he thrust up into me. I remembered finally that my job here was get him off, and tried hard to clamp my ass on his cock. He grunted, biting his bottom lip, and picked up the pace. My own cock was hard - he was hitting me in all the right places, and I'd been so horned up for the last while that I could barely think straight. His dick was relentless, and I loved the feeling of his hand holding my neck. He braced his right hand on the bed to twist slightly and he pulled my up a bit by my neck. This new fresh angle made me cry out loud, and he grunted again. "You like that, boy?" he said. I could only moan and nod. He was pistoning my ass, and I was barely managing to maintain my crouch over him. He lowered me again after a short while, and his right hand began to rub across my chest while he ground into me. I moaned again, and his hand squeezed my chest and rubbed up my neck and down my stomach. I realized a moment too late what he was about to do, but his rough hand gripped my cock and he tilted me back and as he treated me to another jack-hammering of his dick, her jerked my cock with expert twists and - - I erupted all over his hairy stomach and chest.

Part III “Aw fuck! I’m filling your guts with my cum... right! NOW!” the trucker growled loudly enough for everyone at the rest stop to hear. He was a big-bellied man who wore his cap backwards and had a long, scraggly beard. He stank of piss, beer, and cigarettes, and he fucked me with a thick, long, toxic-looking rod and had dumped my ass with a flash flood of cream. “Alright, I’m next,” said one of the two cute jocky college-aged guys. “Wait man, me too,” the other one said. They were both high as hell I could tell. One of them was tall and had long skater boy hair. He grabbed me by my hair and smacked my face with his rock hard, leaking dick. Then he forcefully clutched both sides of my head and thrust his dick into the back of my throat, making me gag and splutter. The other one was shorter but heavily muscular. He roughly grabbed my ankles and ripped my legs apart like he was opening a Christmas gift. He jammed his cock into me with ease; it had already been opened up by a couple guys and heavily lubed up with cum. The night was silent but for the sounds of the highway, my muffled moaning and gagging, and the smacking sounds of the guy’s balls slapping against my ass every time he pounded me. I was being rented out as a quick pump n’ dump behind a highway rest stop for anyone with five bucks in their pocket. I was on my back, legs in the air, and was being pounded against the wall. Giovanni stood with his back to the wall smoking a joint and collecting money. It was over eighty degrees outside and past 1 AM. “Oh, fuck! I’m cumming inside you bitch!” grunted the guy who was fucking me. With that, he unloaded another load of cum in my ass, and at this point I was overflowing. Cum was leaking in a steady stream out of my ass and down my crack. The other guy pulled outside of my mouth and came onto my hole, then pushed it in with his finger. “Last guy plug him back up,” Giovanni said as he finished. My head was spinning from copious amounts of crack, meth, and weed Giovanni had supplied me in the car on our way here. He made sure I never stopped smoking on the 20 minute drive here. I was pretty much blacked out but would phase in every once in a while in the middle of being fucked and it felt so fucking good. The last guy crammed my giant butt plug back in my ass to keep the cum from trickling out, but my ass was so full some of it still leaked. “Get dressed,” Giovanni said, grabbing me by the hair and lifting me up to my legs. I hurriedly pulled up my board shorts (that’s all he allowed me to wear) and when I stood up I could feel thick, warm streams of cum run down my leg. The men who fucked me were getting into their cars and driving away. Giovanni was wearing a mesh top and a speedo, which meant we were going to the baths today. I crawled into the passenger’s seat of his car and felt the cum from my ass soak through the back of my ass onto the leather seats. Giovanni handed me a loaded syringe and two blunts. “It’s a long way to the baths, cumwhore.” I lit up a blunt and we passed it between us; I greedily left the syringe for right before the baths. I wanted to be freshly high out of my mind and flying before I let any guy with any cock fuck me in the sex clubs. I had spent the entire day tanning by Giovanni’s pole in my g-string smoking T, so I didn’t look gaunt, but I did have bags under my eyes from lack of sleep. Giovanni found a parking spot a block away from the bathhouse and I gave myself the slam in the car. There were no cops on this street; it was deserted except for the twisted fuckers at the bathhouse. We walked to the entrance. It was a basement venue, with a red neon sign flashing above it. Guys in harnesses and leather chaps were smoking cigarettes outside. “Yo, Gio! Fresh meat? Let’s go inside, boys. We’ve got fresh cumdump tonight,” one of them said hungrily to the others, grabbing his crotch as they all followed us in. My slimy ass perked at the thought of all those lustful, probably poz men pumping me with their cocks.

Part II I felt heat spring to the tips of my fingers, roar up my chest, and slap me in the face as he removed the tourniquet from my arm. Suddenly, I ran out of air, and I panicked, coughing madly and too fucked up to recover. I felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my asshole. I felt hot, insatiable. Guido Dad, who told me to call him Giovanni, slammed himself too as I adapted to my new, unbelievable high. I was in pig heaven. Giovanni bent down above my head. I could barely see his face; his shades were still on. He rolled up a large wad of spit in his mouth and spat it all over my face. “Alright, trash. Get on your back and open those legs like the fucked up slut you are,” he commanded. I eagerly leapt to the back of the bed, lifted my legs in the air, and opened wide. I dug my fingers into my ass cheeks and pulled them apart as if to beg for his dick. “Daddy, please,” I moaned, hazy from the drugs and having been starved from dick up until now. The Maximum Impact had hit me hard, and I still had unbelievable amounts of THC in my system in addition to the T. “Fuck my hole. Shred my pussy. Knock me up with your daddy sperm!” He took a final puff from his cigarette, ashed it, and climbed onto the bed. His white pants were so tight they showed off every giant muscle in his legs. His thighs and calves were chiseled beyond belief. He took off his flip flops to reveal deep tan lines on his feet. His chest was enormous, hovering over my body. He removed his shades. His pupils were heavily dilated from the drugs, and he looked at me coldly, like I was just some fucked up twink he found at the baths and is about to breed behind a dumpster. He spat on me again, and I groaned, my face now covered with a thick, sticky layer of both of our spit. “You want this cock slutboy? You want this giant meat abusing and tearing up that tight little Asian pussy? Tell me how much you want it, and maybe I’ll be good to you,” he said, grinning. “Fuck my pussy! Tear me apart! My body is just a hole for you, I want you to fuck me until my body expires! Just fuck me!” I practically screamed. My ass puckered as he applied more T-laced lube in and around my ass, then on his cock. “Stupid bitch. I was never going to show you mercy,” he laughed as he rammed his cock into my ass. I yelled in shock and sheer pleasure, my toes uncurled and my feet were fully flexed. My legs bucked at the impact of his cock. Giovanni was horny alright, and I was proud to be the hole that would drain him of his cum. “FUUUUCK!” I yelped, and he thrust slowly a few times, letting my ass muscles quickly loosen around his giant meat. Then, he began to pump. He grabbed my ankles and spread them as wide as possible, as if he was trying to open up my hole as he ripped through it. His cock was so big and thick it felt like it filled every air space in my ass. “Oh! Yeah! Fuck! Me! Just! Like! That!” I gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head as Giovanni consummated his ownership of his new whore with brutal, loveless fucking. I moaned and gasped with each thrust as he went deeper until I felt like he was striking my stomach, but I was so high on drugs it only felt incredible, not even slightly painful. I didn’t know I could take a dick so big so deep. He would frequently spit on me as he rammed me. This was worlds better than any fuck my boyfriend has ever given me. “You like my tool, bitch?” “Y-Yeah,” I gasped, as he slowed his pace. He kissed me, not affectionately, but like a wolf licking his prey. Then, he pulled out completely, leaving my asshole puckering hungrily for a millisecond, before shoving the full length back in. His dick had marked my hole as its own, and he fucked me indiscriminately of how I felt, even though I was practically immune to pain and drowning in my tweaked up bliss. “You ready for my load, bitch?” he asked, his thrusts starting to get faster. “Hell yeah, seed me daddy! Fill me with that hot daddy load! I want your sperm in my blood, make me your FUCKING SLUT!” I roared as he lifted his leathery face to the ceiling and howled with pleasure as he squirted load after load in me. At first I didn’t feel it, but I knew he was cumming because of how he rammed his throbbing dick deeper than I imagined possible. Then, after maybe his fourth squirt of thick cum, my ass was flooding with his load, and it felt completely warm and sticky on the inside. He pulled out, a giant, thick, string of cum so thick it was almost yellow dangling off from the tip of his dick and sticking to the surface of my ass. I tightened my ass, holding in what felt like a pint of cum as he groaned and fingered me, licking wads of cum he managed to plunge out of my hole. “Get some rest, bitch,” he said, handing me his bong and my weed so I could wind down from the drugs. He didn’t bother cleaning off his dick and zipped up his pants. “When you wake up, I got more fun for you.” He reached into his drawer, pulled out a large butt plug, and crammed it into my ass. It felt wide at the bottom, but it was easy to take compared to his dick. He was keeping my ass lubed up with his cum for my next fuck.

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